"Let's go to the Scripture Pavilion first, copy down all the exercises you practice and hand them over to the sect, and then talk about the rest!"

After the middle-aged scribe finished speaking, he glanced at everyone lightly, and then turned around and left.

Huang Shaohong has other calculations, Zhang Sanfeng is well versed in the way of Tai Chi harmony, and he does not take the other party's words to heart.

But the others can't do it, especially the sword cultivators like Ye Gucheng, Dugu Sword, and Hua Yingying, who suddenly exploded, and the momentum on their bodies was like a sword that could be unsheathed at any time.

You have to know whose magic cheats are not self-cherished?

That's all stuff that hides in a no-man's place and practices secretly!

Don't talk about the detailed exercises in the martial arts, even if you sneak a peek at them when they are practicing, what you are waiting for is also the result of thousands of miles of pursuit.

You are going to hand over the cultivation exercises with this mouth, do you think that if you go to the park in the next life, you don't need money to watch Tai Chi casually!

In the face of the earth-shattering momentum of several peerless swordsmen, the middle-aged scribe immediately noticed it, but he didn't take it to heart, he only snorted coldly, and he didn't even change the slightest step of leaving, and he didn't even look back at a few people, as if he was extremely disdainful.

The young man who led everyone to come patted the dove, and the big bird glanced at Huang Shaohong again, and then flapped his wings and flew away, and then the young man turned to everyone:

"You don't have to be like this, you must know that the exercises you are cultivating will at most make you rise to the level of brokenness, and if you want to improve your cultivation, I am afraid it will be extremely difficult!"

"The regulations in the sect are not specifically aimed at you, every master who is broken up must hand over what he has learned all his life and integrate it into the scripture pavilion of the sect for the disciples of the sect to observe, so that on the path of cultivation of the disciples of the sect, there is a place to refer to and learn from the disciples!"

Dugu Jian's eyes lit up: "Are you saying that after we hand over the exercises, we can also watch the exercises and experiences of other people's practices?" ”

The young man glanced at Dugu Jian: "My name is Zhan Qingzi, you can call me senior brother, our sect is rumored to be built by a Xuan Immortal in an immortal realm 30,000 years ago, so it is called 'Xuan Immortal Sect', and it is also an extremely famous sect in the entire other world!" ”

After he proudly introduced himself and the sect, he answered Dugu Jian's question:

"What you said is right, but your vision should be farther, the exercises in the secular world are only ordinary products after all, there are three levels of heaven, earth and man in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, three grades of upper, middle and lower, a total of three levels and three grades, nine levels of exercises for you to choose from, none of them can make you go further!"

At this time, Huang Shaohong suddenly said: "May I ask if after we hand over the exercises, can we casually watch the exercises in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?" ”

The young man glared at Huang Shaohong fiercely:

"What you think is beautiful, you will be assigned to work everywhere in the Taoist sect in the future, as long as you work hard to contribute to the sect, you will be able to contribute points, a certain number of contribution points, you can exchange for the corresponding number of points!"

"Servitude?"

This time, even the good-tempered Zhang Sanfeng frowned, these people are all people who stand at the pinnacle of various worlds, thinking that if they are broken, they will become immortals and ancestors, but as soon as they come up, they will hand over the exercises, and they will have to work for others, which is unacceptable.

The young man didn't care about the attitude of the crowd at all, but walked straight forward, and said:

"Come with me to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to register, and then record their respective exercises, and wait for the assignment!"

He turned his head and left, these broken people all looked at each other, Huang Shaohong chuckled: "Don't worry, everyone follow and take a look, whether it is good or bad, you will know in your heart, and it will not be too late to make a decision when the time comes!" ”

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said: "What Huang Daoyou said is very true, we have just been broken, and our eyes are black, it is better to be at peace with what we encounter, and then make plans when we figure out the situation!" ”

As soon as the two said this, the others also nodded, and they all followed Zhan Qingzi in front.

Zhan Qingzi walked in front and heard the conversation of several people clearly, only a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he thought in his heart, since he came to the sect, where can I still let you!

This sect is built on the mountain, covering several mountains in a row, Zhan Qingzi walked in the sect for half an hour, and some of the sect disciples he saw along the way, Zhan Qingzi, who was originally arrogant, immediately became like the third grandson, and he stepped forward to greet him, and he asked for warmth, but he was very well-behaved.

Half an hour later, they crossed a mountain peak and finally came to a majestic building.

The building is actually a cornices bucket arch, the door face of two huge courtyard pillars, on which there is a plaque with gold characters on a black background, and there is a big seal written 'Tibetan Scripture Pavilion'.

The reason why we say great? That's because this 'Scripture Pavilion' was built by digging out the mountain.

According to Zhan Qingzi, there are millions of books in this scripture pavilion, and it was only after the first generation of sect masters hollowed out half of the mountainside that it was built.

When I entered the Scripture Pavilion, I saw that the place inside was huge, and on the first floor alone, there were hundreds of huge bookshelves.

In front of the door was a desk with a thick book written on it, 'List of Nine Thousand Eight Hundred and Thirty-Seven'.

Behind the desk, an old man sat in a rocking chair, holding a white jade-like turtle board in his hand and carefully examining it.

If you look closely, you will find that there are many ancient seals the size of a fly's head on the turtle board, and I don't know what is written.

Zhan Qingzi hurriedly walked closer, and only after saluting did he say respectfully:

"Uncle Xing, these are the newcomers this time, please make a note of your old man!"

The old man had a childish face, and he couldn't tell how old he was, so he only glanced up, then frowned and said, "Why is there so many people coming when the gate of heaven opens this time?" ”

Zhan Qingzi also frowned and said, "Isn't it, there are fewer and fewer martial artists who can be broken now, and a strange thing happened this time!" ”

The old man who was called 'Uncle Xing' frowned slightly: "What strange thing? ”

Zhan Qingzi hurriedly replied: "The water in the Avatar Pool suddenly dried up, you see that the bodies of these Yuan Shen have not been tempered by the spiritual liquid in the Metamorphosis Pool, and the Yuan Shen is not condensed!" ”

"Oh?" A strange smile flashed in Uncle Xing's eyes, and he nodded, "What did your master say?" ”

Zhan Qingzi continued to reply: "Master said that everything is as usual first, and then we will study this matter later!" ”

The old man surnamed Xing nodded and smiled: "Okay, then everything is as usual first, you boys come and register!" ”

He got up with a smile and put the turtle board on the desk, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he put the turtle board in a buckle, so that several people did not see the handwriting on the turtle board.

Zhan Qingzi's eyes have also been paying attention to this turtle board, and when he saw the old man upside down, he couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.

The old man surnamed Xing scolded with a smile: "You kid, just with your little contribution, it's still early to watch this "Tortoise Shell Yuangang", and besides, this exercise is that the old man has not yet understood it, even if you read it, it will be harmful and useless!" ”

Zhan Qingzi smiled and said, "Uncle Shi, what you said is true!" ”

After the old man surnamed Xing finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Zhan Qingzi, but took the book with "List of Nine Thousand Eight Hundred and Thirty-Seven", took out the pen and ink, sat on the chair behind the table, and then said to everyone:

"Report your names, sects, exercises, and who the monarchs of your respective worlds are!"

He said and pointed at Zhang Sanfeng: "You say it first!" ”

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said directly:

"My name is Zhang Junbao, because I am crazy and crazy, and after I became a monk, I have the name of Zhang Sanfeng (crazy)!"

"I was a novice in Shaolin Temple since I was a child, and later I got the 'Jueyuan Grace' to teach part of the "Jiuyang Divine Skill"!"

"After leaving Shaolin, he founded a Taoist sect, called the 'Wudang School' to realize the wonderful truth from Tai Chi, and created a 'Tai Chi Shengong' that integrates fists, swords, and internal strength!"

"As for the monarch, Lao Dao has experienced several, and it was ...... when Yuanmeng Later, the Ming Dynasty established ......"

Zhang Zhenren said for a moment, Huang Shaohong looked at him, should this old way be so sincere, just talk about the ozone layer, you almost tell the secret crush Guo Xiang!

Ye Gucheng and the others looked at Zhang Sanfeng with respect, Lao Dao's life is too legendary, starting from the orphan Shami, all the way to the martial arts Taishan Beidou, lived one hundred and twenty-three years old, and finally shattered the void, this is simply a legend.

In fact, they are too humble, and several of them are also living legends in their respective worlds, but they themselves don't feel it.

Old Man Xing put down his pen like a fly, but his face was disgusted: "I don't like you self-created martial arts who practice to the point of shattering, it sounds amazing, but after all, one person's energy and knowledge are limited, what good exercises can he create?" It can't compare to the accumulation of thousands of years of other sects! ”

"No wonder you only shattered the void at the age of one hundred and twenty-three, your potential is about to be exhausted, what a waste of your talent, what else is your self-created magic skill? It is estimated that in your world, any exercises created by cats and dogs may be named after divine skills! ”

Zhang Zhenren nodded with shame: "Ashamed, ashamed!" ”

After the old man Xing finished recording, he pointed at Huang Shaohong: "Look at how exciting your kid looks, let you continue!" ”

Huang Shaohong had already made up his mind about talking nonsense, and immediately said:

"Huang Shaohong, the sect is called 'I am the only one in heaven and the world, so I ask if you are afraid of the sect'......"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him sprayed directly, and the old man Xing's pen shook, and a drop of ink fell on the roster, and he couldn't help but look up at Huang Shaohong angrily.

Huang Shaohong looked innocent: "I am invincible in my world, so the sect I founded, this has to be called this!" ”

"Arrogance!" After Old Man Xing snorted, he said in a muffled voice: "Go on......"

Huang Shaohong continued: "The exercises I practice are called the Sunflower Treasure Book, and the monarch of our world is me, sweeping the contemporary era and dominating one world!" ”

"Oh? Are you the emperor? The old man Xing raised the building and looked at it, seeming to be a little interested, but he didn't continue, but explained:

"There is a dragon and a crouching tiger in the sect, they are all masters of their respective worlds, you are the emperor in the mortal world, but when you are in the sect, you can't put on the emperor's shelf, otherwise you don't know how you died, you know?"

Huang Shaohong nodded thoughtfully: "I know!" ”

Although Ye Gucheng is also a master of the broken level, compared to the others, after all, he is not very old, so he can't help it, he turned around, his shoulders rose and fell, obviously laughing wildly.

Old Man Xing glared at Huang Shaohong: "You did it on purpose, do you say it again?" ”

Huang Shaohong hurriedly said: "Get used to it, get used to it, you see how useful your mention is, if you hadn't reminded me here, maybe I would have offended many people after entering the sect, you have helped me a lot!" ”

Old Man Xing originally planned to go crazy, but he was flickered and complimented, and his anger was dissipated, but after hearing it, he glared again: "There is a mistake, remember to change it!" ”

"Yes, yes!"

After Huang Shaohong, everyone said their names, the exercises they learned, their origins, and the monarchs of the world.

It is worth mentioning that except for Zhang Sanfeng, almost everyone kept a hand.

For example, Dugu Jian only said that he created his own "Holy Spirit Sword Method" and deduced it to 'Sword Twenty-two', but as for the 'Sword Twenty-Three' that can use the power of the Yuan Shen to fix other people's Yuan Shen, he didn't say it!

Another example is Xiaoyaozi, who hid the "Northern Shengong" and "Xiao Wuxianggong" created by him, and only said that his own "Eight Desolations and Liuhe Exclusive Gong" with great flaws and drawbacks!

Ye Gucheng was the same, he only said that he had created his own 'Flying Immortal Sword Technique', but he didn't say a word about the 'Flying Immortal' that was 'flawless and extremely brilliant'.

The old man Xing only recorded the martial arts of several people, and did not comment on Zhang Sanfeng as much as he did, but when he came to Guan Qingming, who cultivated 'Haoran Righteousness', he was a little interested.

"In the other side of the world, there was Confucianism 10,000 years ago, and the old man also heard the name of 'Haoran Righteousness' when he was young, and it is rumored that this exercise is not strong, but it can keep the right and ward off evil, it is very distinctive, and it is good for you and me to talk about it in detail when I have time!"

Although it is a question, the tone seems to be fixed, and there is no room for any loop.

Guan Qingming smiled bitterly in his heart, and on the surface, he had to nod his head.

Next, the old man took out a pen and paper, and asked everyone to write their own exercises, and ordered that no one should hide their secrets, and warned that if someone was found to be hiding secrets in the future, it would be regarded as a traitor, destroy his body, destroy his original spirit, and kill him.

When the old man surnamed Xing said this warning, a coercion like heaven and earth rose on his body, causing several crushing masters to change color at the same time, because they all clearly felt at this moment that the strength of this old man was far superior to theirs.

After the old man surnamed Xing finished speaking, his momentum instantly retracted, and then he leaned on the chair, closed his eyes and recuperated, looking at his harmless appearance now, as if he had just shown his momentum and coerced several broken masters It was not him.

Huang Shaohong had a plan, and he was the first to pick up a pen and paper with a smile and write down a few big characters of "Sunflower Treasure Book".

When the others saw him like this, they immediately followed suit, and they all took paper and pen and began to write their own exercises.

Half an hour later, Old Man Xing opened his eyes, and Xiaoyaozi, who had not finished writing, also happened to put the pen down.

The old man took it over and looked at them one by one, and when he looked at Zhang Zhenren's "Tai Chi Divine Skill", his eyes lit up, and he said with a pleasant face: "I underestimated you just now, your theory is a precedent for martial arts, and it is a little rougher, but there are merits, it is rare!" ”

Zhang Sanfeng also responded with a smile; "Praise!"

The old man picked up Ye Gucheng's "Flying Immortal Sword Technique" and read it again, and then put it down, obviously not very eye-catching.

When he watched "Holy Spirit Sword Technique", he nodded with his face, and at the same time looked at Dugu Jian and commented: "Your sword technique can be continuously deduced, there is no end, and after entering the sect, you will integrate a large number of sect classics, and your achievements may be the highest among them......

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Dugu Sword's primordial body, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity......"

It's a pity that he didn't say anything.

Then the old man watched "Haoran Righteousness", which he was interested in, and then watched Hua Yingying's "China Pride Decision".

But when he picked up the "Sunflower Treasure Book", his eyes shrank, and then he asked Huang Shaohong: "Come, you explain to me, if you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace, what's going on?" ”

"The old man sees that you have so much yang energy, how can you be a person from the palace? Today, I want to see if your thing is still there, if it is no more, it will crush your bones and ashes, destroy the original spirit, and let you not be reborn......"

As he spoke, he was about to do it, Huang Shaohong hurriedly pointed to the "Sunflower Treasure Book" and said, "Look at the end, there is an explanation!" ”

Old Man Xing froze when he heard this, and when he turned to the end, he saw the words written on it: "'If you don't go to the palace, you can also succeed'!"

"Aren't you a pit man?" The corners of his mouth twitched, and he was about to say something again, when suddenly his body shook, and six sharp spikes came out of his chest.