Ye Kong said goodbye to Chenxing and went straight to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a three-story attic that stores the various exercise secrets of Qingyunmen.

On the bamboo chair in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there was a white-robed and white-haired old man sitting leisurely, drinking tea leisurely.

"Seniors. Ye Kong bowed to the white-robed old man, extremely respectful.

The Scripture Pavilion is an important place in Qingyunmen, but only this old man guards it, and he is not worried about being stolen or robbed, which is enough to show that this old man is by no means simple.

Ye Kong wanted to know the strength of this white-robed old man, and the chaotic blue lotus in his eyebrows swayed slightly.

Ye Kong quickly sensed that the breath of the white-robed old man in front of him was like a blazing copper furnace, and the momentum was surging, but he couldn't sense the true cultivation, and Ye Kong became more and more awe-inspiring in his heart.

The white-robed old man glanced at Ye Kong lazily, and said lightly: "The little guy on the fourth floor of the martial artist, what is the matter here?"

Ye Kong said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Back to the seniors, after the disciple hears about the awakened martial soul, the sect will reward a set of primary martial arts corresponding to the martial soul. The disciple has just awakened the sword martial soul and has come to receive the martial arts. ”

"Unleash your martial soul and take a look. The white-robed old man took a sip of tea gently, his expression still flat.

"Yes!" Ye Kong responded, his heart moved slightly, and an illusory three-foot Qingfeng sword appeared behind him.

The white-robed old man nodded indifferently and said, "You can put it away." ”

Ye Kong put away his martial spirit, and saw the white-robed old man stretching out his hand towards the Scripture Pavilion not far away, and an ancient book floated out of the Scripture Pavilion and fell into the hands of the white-robed old man.

The white-robed old man threw the ancient book to Ye Kong, gestured to the green wood table next to him, and said lightly: "Write your name and martial soul on the roster, this set of Qingfeng swordsmanship, you can watch it for half an hour, and how much you can remember depends on your creation." ”

Ye Kong nodded respectfully, wrote his name and sword martial soul on the roster, and stood in place to read this set of Qingfeng sword techniques.

Qingfeng swordsmanship, which belongs to a kind of primary martial arts, has a total of thirty-six moves, the main purpose is to be agile and elegant, and some basic common sense of kendo is also remembered in front.

Ye Kong quickly finished reading this set of Qingfeng Sword Techniques, and when he just wanted to read it again from the beginning to deepen his memory, all the contents of this set of Qingfeng Sword Techniques suddenly appeared in his mind, as if imprinted in his mind, he couldn't forget it!

Ye Kong understood that this was the ability of the Chaos Qinglian, recalled the content of the Qingfeng Sword Technique in his mind, and once again confirmed that he had memorized the Qingfeng Sword Technique, so he held this Qingfeng Sword Technique in both hands and said to the white-robed old man: "Senior, the disciple has already memorized it." ”

"Remember them all?" the white-robed old man was stunned for a moment.

"Remembered. Ye Kong confirmed again.

"You can go. The white-robed old man glanced at Ye Kong deeply, stretched out his hand to take the scroll of Qingfeng Sword Technique, and threw it in the direction of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, only to see that the volume of Qingfeng Sword Technique flew over again and landed on one of the bookshelves.

Ye Kong saluted again, turned around and hurried in the direction of the Armory Pavilion.

"The fourth layer of the martial artist has just awakened the martial soul, but his memory is so strong?" The white-robed old man's gaze fell on the roster, and a trace of interest appeared on his face, "Ye Kong? ”

Ye Kong came to the front of the Armory Pavilion, which was a dozen or so continuous two-story attics, and in each attic there was a weapon placed in it, which was used to reward disciples who had just awakened their martial souls or sell them to other disciples.

Under normal circumstances, outer disciples can only be selected from the first floor, and the weapons on the second floor are of high value.

Ye Kong walked into an attic full of long swords, and there were several outer disciples in it who were also watching and selecting the long swords.

The person in charge here was a young man in Tsing Yi who was not much older than him, and he was meditating with his eyes closed behind a counter selling long swords, seeing that he was an inner disciple.

Ye Kong knew from his memory that the inner disciples could work in various industries of Qingyunmen, and they would get corresponding contribution points, and the contribution points could be exchanged for various cultivation resources in the sect.

Ye Kong arched his hand at the young man in Tsing Yi and said, "This senior brother, I have just awakened the sword martial spirit, and I specially came to choose a long sword, this time I will trouble the senior brother." ”

The young man in Tsing Yi raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Kong, and said in a flat tone: "Release your martial spirit." ”

Ye Kong released the sword martial soul again, and after the young man in green clothes nodded, he put it away.

The young man in Tsing Yi casually pointed to a counter full of long swords, and said lightly: "There are long swords there, you can choose them yourself." After picking, register your name and martial soul on the roster, and then you can leave. ”

After the young man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Ye Kong and continued to close his eyes and meditate.

Ye Kong didn't care about the young man's attitude, and his eyes fell on the counter full of long swords.

Ye Kong was looking at the long sword on the counter opposite, when he heard a yin and yang strange voice next to him: "Hey, isn't this our Ye Kong Ye Dashao of Canglan City? Ye Dashao has awakened the sword martial spirit? It's not so easy to choose a sword that suits you." ”

Ye Kong turned his head to look and found a rather strong young man looking at him sarcastically. Ye Kong flipped through his memories and remembered the origin of this young man.

This person's name is Feng Xing, a person from the Feng family in Canglan City, and an outer disciple of Qingyunmen. Feng Xing's awakening is also a sword martial spirit, and his cultivation has reached the middle of the fifth layer of martial arts, and he usually satirizes Ye Kong.

Ye Kong didn't like this person's yin and yang weird tone, glanced at him lightly, and regarded him as a buzzing fly, ignoring it, his eyes searched among the many long swords.

When choosing a long sword, it is not something that can be used with just a sword. The length, width, weight, toughness, and shape of each sword are completely different, and you must find a sword that suits you in order to better play the role of the sword.

For the selection of swords, Qingfeng swordsmanship is recorded, you must first watch the sword, then listen to the sword, and finally use your own sword martial soul to touch the sword.

Ye Kong's gaze swept over the long swords, each sword was more valuable than the previous one, Ye Kong's gaze fell on a cold iron sword, and he reached out and picked it up.

As soon as Ye Kong picked up this cold iron sword, he heard Feng Xing next to him snort and laugh, with a mocking look on his face.

Feng Xing couldn't see Ye Kong's cultivation, in his impression, Ye Kong was just a rookie at the third level of a martial artist, and he would definitely not be able to use this kind of cold iron sword.

Feng Xing couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Cold Iron Sword, only by using true qi to trigger the long sword Qingming can the power of this sword be brought into play." Ye Kong, just by you, still want to use the Cold Iron Sword? It's really beyond your strength!haha......"

Before Feng Xing finished laughing, he saw Ye Kong holding his breath and concentrating, his wrist shook, and the cold iron sword in his hand let out a clear and pleasant sound, crisp and pleasant.

Feng Xing's smile suddenly stiffened on his face, his eyes were full of surprise, and his brain went blank.

Isn't Ye Kong a notoriously wasteful?How can he be so light to induce the cold iron sword to respond?

The young man in Tsing Yi, who was in charge of selling the long sword, opened his eyes, and there was a faint trace of sword aura in his eyes, and he looked at Ye Kong in surprise, with a look of surprise on his face.

The other people in the attic who were selecting weapons also shifted their eyes to Ye Kong, and they were all attracted by the sound of the sword.

Ye Kong looked at the cold iron sword in his hand and shook his head gently.

For him, the longsword was a little less resilient and powerful, and he wanted to pick out another better one.

Seeing Ye Kong shaking his head, Feng Xing breathed a sigh of relief slightly, pursed his lips, and snorted coldly again: "Hmph, a soil bun, you don't know the sword at all! Even if you use the true qi of your whole body to induce the long sword Qingming, it's nothing, you can't do it at all, the long sword and the martial soul echo, what's so proud......"

Before Feng Xing's words were finished, he saw Ye Kong put down the cold iron sword in his hand, shook his head and said to himself: "The toughness and weight of this sword are still too bad. ”

Ye Kong's words came out, and the words behind De Fengxing were immediately stuck in his throat, and the look on his face was not only surprised, but also shocked.

The cold iron sword, which generally requires a fifth-layer martial artist to be able to induce Qingming, is only to make the long sword clear and silent, but cannot make the long sword and the martial soul echo. Even Feng Xing himself was barely able to make the Cold Iron Sword echo with the Martial Spirit, but he didn't expect Ye Kong to think that the Cold Iron Sword was too weak!

Ye Kong picked up the Green Frost Sword next to him again, Feng Xing showed a sneer on his face, snorted lightly, and mocked: "Ye Kong, if you want to exert the full power of the Green Frost Sword, you must make it clear three times, even I can only make it clear once, and you can't do it even more!"

"Buzz ......"

Before Feng Xing's words fell, the Qingshuang Sword in Ye Kong's hand let out a clear roar, this roar had not disappeared, and another whistle sounded, and it sounded three times in a row before it gradually disappeared, and the aftermath was endless.

The disciples in the attic who were choosing weapons all focused their eyes on Ye Kong, and some of them looked at Feng Xing mockingly.

Feng Xing's face turned red, and he said hatefully: "What about Qingming's three sounds, even the people at the peak of the fifth layer of the martial artist can't make the Qingshuang Sword echo with the martial spirit, and you can't do it, you still can't use this Qingshuang Sword!"

Ye Kong still ignored him, the illusory sword martial soul appeared behind him, and he felt that the long sword in his hand seemed to be alive, and once again let out a clear roar, causing many gold and jade weapons in the store to emit a crisp and pleasant sound.

"Mingjin Xiangyu! The sword and the martial soul fit perfectly!" the young man in Tsing Yi, who was in charge of selling the long sword, blurted out, his face full of shock.

Feng Xing opened his mouth wide and froze in place, as if he had eaten a dead child, his face was extremely ugly, and he was ashamed of himself, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground now.

Ye Kongxin understood in his heart that it was not that the sword in his hand and the sword martial soul fit perfectly, but that Chaos Qinglian was able to change the form of the sword martial soul according to the one in his hand!

Ye Kong held the Qingshuang Sword, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and gestured the Qingshuang Sword in his hand to the meditating young man in Tsing Yi, and said with a smile: "This senior brother, this Qingshuang Sword is very good, I will choose it!"

The young man in Tsing Yi nodded, smiled at Ye Kong, and said, "You can leave after registering, my name is Jiang Beili." I am very optimistic about your potential, and when you become an inner disciple, you can come to me if you have something. ”

In the face of Jiang Bieli's overture, Ye Kong arched his hand and said with a light smile: "My name is Ye Kong, thanks to Senior Brother Jiang, if I encounter anything in the future, I will not be polite to Senior Brother Jiang." ”

Many of the outer disciples who chose the long sword looked at Ye Kong with envy, most of these people were the outer disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and those who could use the Qingshuang Sword were really rare and rare. What's more, even the inner disciples took the initiative to show their goodwill, which was enough to show that Ye Kong's potential was huge.

Ye Kong hung the long sword on his waist, left his name and martial soul on the roster, turned to leave, and didn't say a word to Feng Xing from beginning to end, but made Feng Xing half angry.

Feng Xing looked at Ye Kong's distant back with cold eyes, and snorted coldly in a low voice: "What about Mingjin Xiangyu? I just awakened the sword martial spirit, I don't even know how much swordsmanship, and how much power can I exert? You wait for me, I will definitely make you ugly in public!"