Chapter Seventy-Three: A Long Drought and a Rainstorm?

Tibetan Recipe Peak, in the Taishang Tianshan Mountain Range, the most core mountain peak inside, the ancestors of the past generations continue to operate the collection, and the countless exercises and mysteries that have been passed down are all hidden here.

The entire interior of the mountain has been hollowed out, and the Zangjue Peak, not so much a peak, may now be said to be a huge pavilion built from the shell of the mountain.

From the foot of the mountain, there are countless ordinary mysteries, and the higher the peak, the more precious and rare the collection of classics becomes.

But the majority, in fact, is still the practice of the Xuan below the earth, halfway up the mountain, all of them are the classics that have been passed down from the Taishang Tianshan Mountain for nearly a thousand years.

"In other words, such a large range?" Feng Ran muttered to himself.

After knowing the scope of his activities, Feng Ran finally had an understanding of the sect.

Then, he chuckled: "Well, let's take our time, there's nothing to rush anyway." ”

"Well, first of all, let's take a look at the most basic and simple kind, after all, I don't know the exercises in this world very well, and ah......" Feng Ran said, and then remembered the secret in his mind, and had a slight headache.

After nearly a thousand years of vision, there are still exercises that can make Feng Ran not even know how to start.

Thinking of "Wang Jue", Feng Ran glanced at the sword on his waist again.

Simple and slender, staying quietly in the scabbard, Feng Ran swore that he really just found a scabbard at random and inserted it in, and...

I can't pull it out.

But it's also right to think about it, at this moment, he doesn't have the strength in the Heavenly Monument.

Shaking his head, not thinking about these two 'problem children', Feng Ran set his eyes on the huge bookshelves in front of him, row after row.

On the dark bookshelves, a series of exercises and mysteries are displayed, each of which is very huge, about five meters high, and then, the category is simply indicated on the side.

"East District, body class, well, am I on the east side of the mountain now?" Feng Ran looked at the words written on it.

"Well, body magic, what about over there, offensive mystical skills, oh, defensive mystical skills?"

"This is the sword technique, the sword technique, oh, about the moves of the weapon?"

"Stealth? That's interesting. ”

Feng Ran's figure kept jumping up and down the bookshelves, looking around.

"The basic mental method? Feng Ran stopped in front of a bookshelf, looked at several books, and said.

To understand the exercise system and structure of this world, it is best to start from the basic mental method, Feng Ran's cognition in the past is divided into the mental method that can increase the Xuan power, and the auxiliary exercise, it seems that the basic guess is correct.

Feng Ran took out a copy at random, then turned over and jumped on the top of a bookshelf, leaning against a smooth stone wall, and lazily began to look at this most general exercise, Xiao'er looked at the exercise scroll in Feng Ran's hand curiously, arching back and forth restlessly.

The request to refer to the cheats of the exercises at will was not a whim, and the main reason was the thing that the person in the Heavenly Tablet Test gave him - Wang Jue.

Because his understanding of the mysteries of this world's exercises is very limited, anyway, now, Feng Ran has no clue at all about this technique, which is probably the emperor's technique.

"At least you have to start with these things. Feng Ran looked at the scroll in his hand.

"Well, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and transform it into the sea of qi and accumulate mystical power?"

"Eh, this book seems to work the same way. ”

"It seems redundant to run this way. ”

......

Nearly a thousand years of time accumulation, more than once from scratch cultivation, plus this is just the most basic and general mystery, one after another exercise scrolls are exchanged from Feng Ran's hands, the speed is staggering!

As long as he reads a book, Feng Ran can understand the principle in an instant, and then touch the analogy and draw inferences, so he can read faster and faster, and more and more mysteries pass through his hands.

"Huh?" Xiao'er jumped onto the high bookshelf with another scroll in her mouth, and shook her head at where Feng Ran was.

"It's a bit of a hassle to keep searching. ”

The huge mountain peak is full of books, and under half of the mountainside, Feng Ran wants to read, there are too many contents, and most of the basic mysteries are the same with some slight changes in the principle, some waste of time.

"Well, forget it, let's look at the other categories. As he spoke, Feng Ran jumped onto another high bookshelf and casually pulled out a book of mysteries, which said "Xuan Snake Whip"?

"Bing Xuan's attack Xuan's secret technique?" Feng Ran casually flipped through it, and also used Xuanli to start trying.

A long white whip composed of Xuan Li slowly formed, and Feng Ran continued to look at it, was it just a small trick to make Xuan Li turn into a simple shape and then attack?

Feng Ran flipped through casually, eh!

Looking at Feng Ran, a strange idea suddenly popped up, the whip made by Xuanli?

Feng Ran silently stared at the long shape of the Xuan Force in his hand, and then slowly increased the output of the Xuan Power.

The white Xuan Force became more condensed, and then Feng Ran flicked it casually, and the long whip swept out a distance of about five zhang.

Feng Ran frowned, and then increased his strength.

Syllable!

Ten feet away, a whip mark appeared.

"Oh? That's interesting. ”

Feng Ran showed a satisfied look, "All the mysteries are not as simple as what is written on the scroll, according to the user's method? It seems that I underestimated these low-level mysteries." ”

"There is no waste of mysteries, only users of waste? It seems that it is not unreasonable for Taishang Tianshan to collect so many low-grade mysteries here. ”

"Well, perhaps. Feng Ran lowered his head and smiled, and then took out a pair of frames, which were inlaid with transparent Xuanjing.

Then the Xuanli long whip in his hand flicked and hit a tall bookshelf in the distance, and several spiritual decision scrolls were shaken down, and they were rolled by the Xuanli long whip and instantly brought to Feng Ran's face.

"It's going to be a lot more convenient. Feng Ran looked at the spirit decision flying over with satisfaction, the ability to farsightedness and the long whip that was hooked, so that Feng Ran could instantly filter out the spirit decision he wanted to watch, and then get it immediately.

"It saves a lot of time. Feng Ran smiled and touched the dumbfounded child who was squatting on the side, and then flipped through it again.

The Yun senior also said before, in another three months, it seems to be some kind of sect competition, right?

With my reputation as 'infamous' right now, I guess there will be a long queue for the named challenge, right?

Hawkers, although it's not a big problem, if the Xuanli cultivation is not enough, no matter how many Feng Ran's tricks are, he won't be able to use them.

You can't fight to get injured again, forcibly use that sword move, and then destroy those disciples, right?

Let's not talk about whether Feng Ran is willing to do this, and the sect probably won't allow it.

Feng Ran sighed in his heart here, well, but the most important thing is the "Wang Jue" that he can't understand, and.

He glanced at the sword beside him that was quietly in its scabbard.

It's really, it's interesting.

"Hmm, maybe, not only this snake whip, but also other mystical recipes..."

A eager voice muttered to itself, and then an excited voice sounded, and a white dazzling ordinary occult technique flew out!

At this moment, no one thought that what kind of 'demon' would enter the Tibetan Secret Peak at this moment.

It's as if an ancient giant tree that lacks nutrients has suddenly received countless nourishment.

Three months, before the big competition, no one knows how many mysteries will be mutated and reborn in Feng Ran's hands.

and the emperor that was sleeping in Feng Ran's body was slowly awakened by Feng Ran......