After this battle, Pei Zhen really understood the importance of spells, and he had no choice but to be good at spells, just like a good bow without arrows, and a treasure car without a horse.

Although Gao Dehuan and Wang Fei's cultivation was far inferior to him, the power of the spells used that day was above him, which made him embarrassed by the ten-layer condensation, and he was even more ashamed to use spells for fear of being ridiculed.

Early the next morning, he first went to the Hidden Sword Pavilion to receive a low-level immortal sword.

The Tibetan Sword Pavilion is located in Zhitian Peak, which is the main peak of the Cangyun Sect, which is not only far higher than the other four peaks, but also daunting above the sky.

At the foot of the mountain, a ten-zhang high white jade stone gatehouse, carved auspicious clouds, the two words of Cangyun hang high on the door of the momentum is extraordinary, in front of the door a dangerous road through the sea of clouds straight to the sky.

Because it was stipulated that only a few inner disciples who were specially needed by the elders could go up the mountain, Pei Zhenzhen walked for two hours to reach the mountainside where the Hidden Sword Pavilion was located.

Through a cloud and mist, in front of him is a six-story attic, also like a library of red walls and yellow tiles, purple background gilt plaque on the book collection of sword pavilion three words.

He walked towards the cabinet, where the caretaker was a stocky man.

He leaned close and said, "Hello senior brother, I am an outer disciple who has just been promoted, my name is ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by the short and fat man, "Isn't this the iron-faced god of war, who doesn't know it, it was majestic in the back mountain that day!"

Listening to his words, Pei Zhenzhen had already guessed the reason.

This person must be in love with Lingyou's faction, he was flattened by him in the back mountain that day, and the identity of the fairy sword was exposed last time when he was in the martial arts.

He knew that there would be hardships on this person's territory today, but he was unwilling to run in vain, knowing that he would be ridiculed, he still said, "Senior brother, I want to get a fairy sword." ”

The short and fat man said strangely, "Come and get the fairy sword, okay, okay! Everyone else goes to the second floor to get it by themselves, and today Senior Brother picks the best one for you!"

Pei Zhenzhen laughed embarrassedly, and after a while, the short and fat man threw a fairy sword, which was covered with rust.

He looked at the broken sword, thinking that it could still be used to polish and polish, so he turned away without speaking.

On the contrary, the short and fat man smiled evilly: "Senior brother, go slowly! This fairy sword will definitely help you achieve fame." ”

This meant that Tianfeng had wasted most of his time back and forth, and he hurriedly accelerated his speed and came to the Chaoyao Peak Library again.

Acquaintances met very cordially, not to mention that Pei Zhenzhen's gamble made Li Wuself also make a lot of money.

After the two of them were warm for a while, Li Wuself handed him the key to the third floor and instructed, "Senior brother, cultivate hard, I will press you to win the next game!"

He rushed upstairs, jerked the ancient book out of the shelf, and flipped through a page that read:

There is a fish in the North Underworld, its name is Kun, the meat is delicious, and it can be eaten for half a year.

Turned into a bird, called Peng, used for barbecue, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

"What a broken book!" he lifted the ancient book above his head, and it was about to be torn in half.

Gu Shu panicked, "Daxian spares his life, he has something to say!"

Pei Zhenzhen said angrily, "Okay, if I hadn't asked more, I would have been deceived by you!"

The ancient book kept begging for mercy, "That decision to destroy the world is really the divine skill Dafa created by the ancestor, but human beings can't practice it, because the ancestor Cangyunzi is a demon!"

Pei Zhenzhen knew that this book was not honest, and he had never practiced the Heaven and Earth Destroying Heart Determination at all, and shouted, "I don't care if he is a demon or not, quickly find a powerful spell that can be practiced in five days, otherwise I will tear you up!"

Gu Shu shouted helplessly, "Great Immortal, with your qualifications, you have to practice basic spells for five years, and you can't practice anything in five days." ”

The sound of paper tearing sounded.

The ancient book "Yes!

Pei Zhenzhen: "Say it quickly! It's not awesome, I'll tear you up!"

The ancient book "is absolutely powerful, this spell has nothing to do with qualification and comprehension, and it does not have any attribute bonuses, the so-called Dao is simple!"

He was skeptical, and said, "If you fool again, I will tear you apart!"

The ancient book said that no matter how dare you, the mantra will be taught to him.

After he went downstairs to say goodbye to Li Wuself, he came to the cave in the back mountain to cultivate.

As the ancient book said that the avenue is simple, this spell is indeed extremely simple, it only takes luck to compress the spiritual power and then shoot it out from the fingertips, and there is a domineering name called 'Where to disobey the point there - all the ways are one, hard and hard heaven and earth!'

Because this spell is like an imperial object and a detection technique, it does not have any attribute bonuses, and it has no connection with the spiritual root comprehension, so it is indeed very suitable for his cultivation.

He decided the luck of the dantian according to the law, wandered around his whole body and then compressed the spiritual power to gather his fingertips, a little soft light flickered, followed by a soft sound, and nothing happened.

Spells are powerful because they are endowed with unique attributes by their casters, without which the spiritual power released from the body would dissipate like smoke.

Compressing the spiritual power and then shooting it out sounds very reasonable, but it is actually the nonsense of the ancient book to save your life.

However, Pei Zhenzhen took it seriously, thinking that the ancient book did not dare to lie to him again, it must have not been practiced in place, and he had to practice to produce a result.

In this way, five days later, the main peak of the Cangyun Sect pointed to the top of Tianfeng Mountain.

It refers to the Tianfeng martial arts field located above the clouds and under the blue sky, but it is as vast as a plain, the sky in front of you is like washing, and the white clouds under your feet are like hills.

The fog was deposited in the wide field, and it was impossible to see what material was under his feet, and the jade stands around him were enough to accommodate a thousand people, and this kind of grand scenery was by no means comparable to the previous Chaoyao Peak.

Today's contest is presided over by a middle-aged man, who was originally Zhang Junlang's face was full of stubble, looking unkempt and debauched.

He whispered softly, seemingly lazily, but his voice reached everyone's ears.

"Today is the Outer Disciple to the Inner Disciple Challenge, and those who perform well among the Outer Disciples can be directly promoted to the Inner Sect and can participate in the subsequent solo battles. ”

After saying that, he beckoned an inner disciple named Lu Ren and three outer disciples to enter.

It is said that the outer disciples who can stand in this martial arts arena are also the best among them, but they are still far from the inner disciples.

The three outer disciples on the martial arts field cooperated tacitly, and the soldiers were divided into three ways at the beginning, the person in the middle built an earthen wall to block the other party's view, and the two on both sides quickly released the ice pick technique harassment, and the other accumulated strength to prepare for the kill.

Although Lu Ren looked featureless, but the weapon was strangely a black iron folding fan, looking at the three people who were fighting with all their strength, the iron fan waved a gust of wind, and the spells of the three people were blown away, and the three of them also fell to the ground with the wind.

This was the power of the inner disciple's spell, which made the two or three hundred outer disciples present lose their fighting spirit and confidence.

The next few games were similar, the difference was within two or three moves, and none of the outer disciples had a team to win.

Until Pei Zhenzhen's team came on the field, his opponent was Chen Shi, an inner disciple who was in charge of distributing medicine.

Chen Shi's qualifications are not bad, and he is a first-class water spirit root. However, for the cultivation of fighting-type spells, he was more obsessed with refining pills, and he was also a proud protégé of Elder Chao Yaofeng.

He knew that he had no hope of winning the championship, so he had already discussed with Pei Zhenzhen to deliberately lose, and then made a lot of money in the gambling game.

When the four of them came on the field, Chen Shi glanced at him, and then deliberately raised his voice so that the audience could hear

"Three outer disciples, if you don't want to get hurt, quickly admit defeat on your own, I'm the favorite to win the championship, I don't want to waste my energy on you!"

Pei Zhenzhen also replied loudly, "This senior brother is wrong, we are here to increase our knowledge and improve ourselves, it doesn't matter if we win or lose......"

The two sang and nagged for a long time, in order to wait for Li Wuself of the Library Pavilion to move in the stands, so that those who did not bet should hurry up and place bets.

In the end, even the middle-aged man who presided over the battle joined in with great interest.

The disciples in the stands saw that the outer gate had lost so badly before, and bet on Chen Shisheng to win, and Pei Zhenzhen's odds were much higher.

The two of them saw that the time was almost just right, and Chen Shifa summoned a huge ice prison out of thin air to trap the three of them in it.

"This spell can't be released without condensing qi above the eighth layer!"

I saw Pei Zhenzhen stretch out his right hand and gently put it on the ice wall, and shouted loudly, "Fight cattle across the mountain!"

The ice wall moved at all, but Chen Shi's mouth full of tomato juice spurted out a few feet, and he fell to the ground.

The stands were silent at first, and then there was an uproar, scolding everywhere, "This play is too fake!"

The presiding disciple stepped forward angrily and said, "Chen Shi, do you want to send you back to Chaoyao Peak for first aid?"

Chen Shi hurriedly got up, "No, no, I'll bring my own medicine and take it." ”

At this time, that Meng Xiang jumped from the stands to the middle of the field with a red sword in his hand, bowed to the presiding disciple, and said, "Senior Brother Xue, this Pei Zhenzhen regards martial arts as child's play, and the senior brothers present are not convinced, I want to challenge him alone!"

The Senior Brother Xue in his mouth is the full name of the disciple of the head of Cangyun, Xue Wuxian, the first person to cultivate under the elders during the Dan period, and he is the successor of Wugu Zhenren.

Xue Wuxian asked Pei Zhenzhen with a smile, "You have already won, this duel is meaningless to you, and it will expose your strength to the next opponent in advance, it is better than your own wishes." ”

Gao Dehuan scolded Meng Xiang angrily, "You are sick, who will fight you alone!"

Pei Zhenzhen smashed the ice wall in front of him with one punch, and the ice gradually dissipated, revealing his determined expression, and said, "I accept the challenge!"