Chapter 6 Is It Him?
Wu Tianshun looked at it, and saw that at the door of the third floor, an old man with white hair and beard was staring at him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Wu Tian knew that this was the Pavilion Elder who was guarding the Martial Arts Pavilion, don't look at his age of nearly 100 years, but he could hold the position of the Pavilion Elder, and his strength was very strong.
"Thank you for the reminder from the seniors, the younger generations have their own measure. After Wu Tian saluted politely, he walked in.
"Hey, another arrogant disciple. The Pavilion Elder shook his head in disappointment.
He has seen a lot of new inner disciples like Wu Tian, and he chose high-level five skills as soon as he came, but most of them ended in failure.
But even so, whenever the elder saw a new face coming, he would kindly remind him to prevent more new disciples from going astray.
Wu Tian walked around the third floor, and soon chose a favorite martial art and took it to the elder to register.
"Are you sure you want to cultivate this Illusory Palm?" the Pavilion Elder looked at Wu Tian suspiciously.
"Hmm. Wu Tian smiled and nodded.
"Have you read this introduction to martial arts?" the elder continued.
"Elder Hui, the disciple has seen it. Wu Tian smiled again, his tone very affirmative.
"Then you still choose it, this is the most difficult one to cultivate in the entire three layers, and it is also the most difficult martial art to cultivate among all the martial arts in the Martial Arts Pavilion. The elder was puzzled.
"Elder Hui, this is exactly what the disciple wants to cultivate. Wu Tian always had a smile on his face, but his gaze was extremely firm.
"Hey, today's young people, they really don't know the height of the sky. The elder sighed, but still registered for Wu Tian, handed the martial arts to Wu Tian, and added at this time: "To cultivate martial arts, you must not retreat in the face of difficulties, if you can't practice, it's not that you can't do it, but that you don't have enough experience, remember, it's not a shame to fail, life is still there, and everything can be done again." ”
Regarding the elder's words, Wu Tian nodded in acceptance, although this elder questioned Wu Tian's comprehension from the beginning, but Wu Tian's impression of him was that he was a good person, and he felt in his heart that such a person was a responsible elder.
"Huh?" But just as Wu Tian turned around, a familiar figure passed by him, it was Mu Baixuan, and his face was very ugly.
Wu Tian was not familiar with him, so he didn't think much about it, but just as he was about to leave, there was a whisper behind him, and he also knew the reason why Mu Baixuan's face was ugly.
"Isn't that Mu Baixuan, didn't he win the first place, he already has a fourth-order martial art, how can he still come here to select a martial art? Could it be that the fourth-order martial art is in Lin Yun's place?"
"Don't you know, just last night's feast, an inner sect elder reminded the two of them that the fourth-order martial arts could not be shared, and they could only be cultivated by one person, and they should be returned as soon as possible. ”
Hearing the elder say this, both of them were stupid, and finally clarified in front of everyone that they were not the first place in the assessment at all, and that there was someone else who killed forty fierce beasts. ”
"There is such a thing, so why didn't the two of them admit it in the first place?"
"Hey, who knows, maybe it's because of face, but this time the two of them are embarrassed and thrown home. ”
"Yes, indeed, genius. But who is the first one? I don't think I've heard of such a powerful person in the outer gate, right?"
"Forty fierce beasts, among them there is a fourth-order fierce beast, I really can't imagine how fierce that person is?" Hearing this, Wu Tian just smiled, shook his head, and walked upstairs, because there was still a place for disciples to cultivate on it, and he couldn't wait to start cultivating.
The fourth floor is the same as the first floor, it is also very lively, since most of the new disciples are still choosing martial arts, there are some old disciples here.
At a glance, it is not so much a floor as a wide martial arts arena, in which there are thousands of people practicing against the organ, and the shouting and killing sound is resounding, and the scene is quite spectacular.
Moreover, in addition to the thousands of traps in the hall, there are countless secret rooms around, which are also places for cultivation. It's a nice design, I like to be lively, I can practice with people in the hall, and I can ask each other for advice if I don't understand.
But if you like to be quiet, you can also choose a secret room to practice alone, and when the stone door is closed, all interference will be isolated.
Wu Tian did not join them, but went to the sixth layer, which was the same as the third layer, it was relatively quiet, and there were many more places for cultivation.
Wu Tian walked into a secret room, and after closing the stone door, he first bowed to the stake, because he knew that next, this stake would be devastated by him.
The stake is made of dark iron wood and is extremely strong, and if you attack it, it will automatically dodge. And the speed of dodging will change according to the speed of the opponent's moves, unless the martial arts are cultivated, it is difficult to hurt it, and it is the best tool for cultivating martial arts.
"Illusory palm, with the power of the palm wind, to control the enemy invisible. ”
Chu Feng looked at the cultivation method of the Illusory Palm again, and then came to the trap.
"Shh He suddenly made a move, only to see his palms turn into two phantoms, slapping away at the two points of the trap.
"Whoosh. But at the moment when it was about to hit, the stake shook left and right, and it dodged Wu Tian's attack like lightning.
At this moment, Wu Tian couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled with relief: "It's a little interesting." ”
From this day on, in addition to eating and sleeping, Wu Tian would stay in this martial arts pavilion every day, constantly cultivating.
The three forms of thunder, created by the founding patriarch of the Qinglong Sect, are extremely mysterious, but the difficulty of cultivation is very high. And the reason why the Illusory Palm was called the most difficult martial skill in the Martial Arts Pavilion by the elders of the Guardian Pavilion was not without reason. However, after a period of cultivation, Wu Tian had gradually understood the characteristics of the two martial arts.
Thunder three styles, extremely fierce, shaped like thunder, attack like a strong thunder, every move and every style can take the enemy's life, domineering and direct, extremely powerful.
The illusory palm is a diametrically opposed way, alternating between the virtual and the real, attacking it unprepared, and catching the enemy off guard.
Although it is not as strong as the Thunder Three Styles in terms of power, it is also very good, and the mysteries are different.
After ten days of cultivation without sleeping and eating, Chu Feng finally mastered two martial arts.
The Illusory Palm is not a big success, and it is not much different, but it is the Thunder Three Style, and it has only been cultivated to the second Form. But even so, when Wu Tian successfully performed the second form, he was shocked by its great power.
On the third floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion, it was still the Pavilion Elder, and Wu Tian was returning the Illusory Palm.
"How is it, have you hit a wall?" the elder looked at Chu Feng with some sarcasm, and the corners of his mouth were still proud.
Wu Tian didn't answer, but smiled casually, but in the eyes of the elders, Wu Tian's smile was tantamount to acquiescence.
"Let's go to the first floor, let's start with a martial arts. "Take back the martial arts," the elder kindly reminded.
"Thank you, Elder. After Wu Tian gave the salute, he said goodbye and left.
"It's a bit of a comprehension to retreat in the face of difficulties. Looking at the back of Wu Tian leaving, the Pavilion Elder nodded.
The Martial Arts Pavilion is not open day and night, and every time the sun sets, the Martial Arts Pavilion will be closed, and at this time, all the elders of the Pavilion will have to check the martial arts and trap piles.
"What's all the fuss, I have to go and see it myself. ”
"Elder Murong, you must take a look at this, it's been a long time since I've seen such a powerful disciple. At the top of the stairs, a middle-aged man was guiding a white-haired old man to a secret room on the sixth floor.
Inside the secret room, an indestructible trap stake was covered in scars and almost scrapped.
Seeing the stake, the white-haired elder's expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and he hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look.
"This is...", but when he found the shallow palm prints on the stake, he couldn't help but be shocked.
He could see at a glance that this trap was injured by the palm power of the illusory palm, but in the entire inner gate, there were very few disciples who could cultivate the illusory palm to this level.
Moreover, those inner disciples who have achieved something have already begun to train outside, and almost none of them have cultivated in the Martial Arts Pavilion.
After thinking for a long time, the elder's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in shock, "Could it be him?"