"Woohoo"

A gust of wind blew from behind, Xia Liang's face changed, and he put the spiritual skill in his hand back on the shelf.

The room here is impermeable everywhere, where does this wind come from?

Looking around, there was no one around.

"It's really weird!" Suddenly, Xia Liang felt that this room was gloomy, and a chill came from the surface.

There was a feeling that I couldn't stay in this room any longer.

"Attack"

Out of the room, Xia Liang saw the ancient plaque hanging in the air at a glance.

I don't know if Xia Liang is too sensitive, when Xia Liang gets closer to the attack area, that eerie feeling seems to be reduced a lot.

"Huh?"

Xia Liang followed this feeling, kept moving forward, and when he came to a place, the cold feeling was almost gone, and in front of him, there was a volume of spiritual skills, which was half-hanging on the shelf, as if someone had taken half of it out, but left, but did not put this spiritual skill back in its original place.

Very curious, Xia Liang took out the scroll, and a burning smell came to the surface.

The scroll seemed to have been burned by fire, and had been fished out of the fire halfway through, with some of the pages mutilated and a few pages missing from it.

"Yellow Rank Bottom Spiritual Skill"

"Nine Stacks of Palms"

Xia Liang saw that it was a yellow-level spiritual skill, especially a low-level one, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

There are four levels of spiritual skills, heaven and earth Xuanhuang, each level is divided into high, medium and low, and the spiritual skills of this volume are the lowest level among the low levels, and they are also incomplete.

"What's the use of this?" Xia Liang suddenly showed a trace of disdain, this kind of spiritual skill was simply chicken ribs for himself, and it was almost useless to practice it.

Without hesitation, Xia Liang directly put this mutilated spiritual skill back on the shelf.

"Huh?" When Xia Liang had just put the scroll away, that eerie feeling had regathered behind him, as if he was in an ice cave, chilling.

"You can't really tell me to cultivate this, right?" Xia Liangxin muttered in his heart, and the cool feeling behind him suddenly disappeared.

Xia Liang was full of doubts, and the corners of his eyes glanced in all directions, feeling that there was a mysterious master watching him nearby.

"Can I take it home and cultivate?" Xia Liang picked up the scroll and ran towards the exit. However, before he could run a few steps, the cold behind him hit again.

Helpless, Xia Liang had no choice but to find a cultivation room and go in with this scroll.

"It's clearly a low-level spiritual skill of the Yellow Order, why are there so many pages, and besides, how can it seem so complicated to cultivate?"

When Xia Liang carefully flipped through this scroll, he found that this scroll did not seem to be so simple.

It is rumored that some ancient spiritual skills have become incomplete and buried for various reasons.

Could it be that the scroll in my hand is a spiritual skill of extraordinary origin???

Xia Liang's blood suddenly boiled, and when he learned of the current situation, Xia Liang was extremely eager for strength. If you really get a scroll of ancient spiritual skills, your own strength will undoubtedly increase exponentially.

"Whew"

Holding his breath and staring, between the rotation of the aura, the handprint kept changing, and the aura instantly churned, like a turbulent sea, rolling up thousands of waves, setting off a huge momentum in the sea of spirit, the aura of the waves was pulled by a fist, Xia Liang's eyes were fixed, and a punch with a stormy wave was directly printed on the wall.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound rang out from the wall. On the crystal ball in the cultivation room, the white imprints of the six realms were clearly displayed.

"Huhu, that's amazing!"

Looking at the information displayed on the crystal ball, Xia Liang didn't believe his eyes at all.

The attack power just now turned out to have directly crossed two levels and directly reached the power of the sixth order of the Spirit Gathering.

This spiritual skill, it is really not simple, this is just a stack, it is hard to imagine, what kind of power will be produced by practicing this spiritual skill to the fullest.

I really got a roll of treasures.

"Thank you," Xia Liang bowed to the air in front of him and thanked him.

"Well, who am I, it turned out to be you!" Suddenly, from a corner, a figure stepped out.

As soon as the melodious voice fell, the girl's slender white legs immediately attracted Xia Liang's attention.

"Wow, it turned out that Sister Gao is here, I haven't seen her for so long, and she has grown a lot taller!" Xia Liang looked up at this girl who was a head taller than himself, and said with a wry smile.

"It's just that you're short!" Xia Lian pursed her lips and said disdainfully.

"But ah, it's a pity, I only saw that my legs were long, but the rest of the place, but it didn't change at all, no matter how I looked, I still looked like the little kid with a lollipop and a runny nose. Xia Liang's gaze kept wandering over Xia Lian, and he said regretfully.

"You're dying!" Xia Lianqiao's face showed a hint of anger, and without hesitation, between the spiritual power runs, with violent spiritual power, she went straight to Xia Liang.

"The strength of the Fifth Order of Gathering Spirits!!" Xia Liang looked at this situation and quickly put away the smile on his face.

This is really not a joke, if you are not careful, you will really be beaten to death by this chick.

Well, since you are so ruthless, don't blame me for not piping on the jade.

In fact, what Xia Liang said just now was just ridiculing this chick, to be honest, this chick, although it is not at the level of a country and a city, but, with her tall long legs, slender figure, and Lori's face, she is also a pleasing beauty.

"Nine stacks of palms, one stack. ”

All of a sudden, the spiritual power swept out like a stormy wave, all over Xia Liang's body, and pressed straight towards Xia Lian with a fierce momentum.

"Bang" The two palms touched, Xia Lian didn't expect that Xia Liang would have such a great strength, she couldn't wait to prevent it, her whole body was directly knocked away, and the two long legs of white flowers were swinging in mid-air, and Xia Liang's body was a little hot from this sudden scenery.

These long legs are really superb.

"You, you, have cultivated those nine stacks of fists?" Xia Lian, who was knocked to the ground, looked a little embarrassed, and her messy hair fluttered in the wind.

"Yes, is there a problem?" Xia Liang retracted his gaze from his long legs, and asked in confusion.

"No, no problem, this is a very powerful spiritual skill, you remember to practice hard!" Xia Lian stretched her arm and slowly stood up from the ground, smiling.

Her sudden explosion of anger disappeared in an instant.

Xia Liangdu didn't believe his own eyes at all, when did this high sister's temper become so good?

"Huh?" Xia Liang looked at the spiritual skill in his hand, and suddenly became puzzled, just when he wanted to ask when this guy became so kind, Xia Lian had already taken a long step and turned to leave. didn't care about Xia Liang at all.

"Hmph, this woman, cunning like a fox, really doesn't know what kind of heart An has to have!"

Xia Liang withdrew the broken spiritual technique in his hand into his arms.

Walking out of the library pavilion, Xia Yong immediately appeared from the dark corner, looked at Xia Liang's figure and said disdainfully: "What spiritual skills has this guy cultivated?"

Xia Hu immediately came up and said, "Nine Stacked Fists, Yellow Rank Low-level Spiritual Skills!"

"Haha, it seems that this guy is just like his father, a rat-eyed waste!" Xia Yong said disdainfully.