The scroll landed as if everything was frozen at this moment, and Ling Cheng still maintained the posture of the scroll taking off his hand, his face was dazed and at a loss.

"What's the matter, brother" felt that Ling Cheng's reaction was a little abnormal, how could a good scroll fall to the ground like this in his hand, if it was said that Ling Cheng was not careful, then he would definitely not believe it.

There was no answer from Ling Fall, who was still a little distracted.

Her beautiful eyes turned slightly to the white scroll that had fallen to the ground. The girl walked up to her, squatted down, and sketched a graceful curve in front of Ling Cheng. A pair of plain hands, as white as jade, slowly stretched out and held the scroll spread out on the ground.

"Wait a minute, don't ...... yet" Ling Cheng came back to his senses and shouted at Ling Shan. Because the girl in front of her didn't know that this scroll was strange.

It's a pity that his voice was still a step late after all, and the girl's snow-white hands had already been clenched.

The girl slowly stood up, and the scroll was slowly picked up as she got up.

"Ahh The scroll fell to the ground with a thud! The girl fell to the ground at once, her snow-white arms still shaking.

"Are you okay?" Ling Cheng slowly helped the girl up, and said with concern, "There is something wrong with this thing, don't touch it again."

"How is it, does the hand hurt" Ling Cheng held the pair of snow-white little hands, stroked his thumb on them, and blew slightly on these white little hands, hoping that the pain would be relieved a little.

"I'm fine!" Feeling the air flow hit his hand, rubbing out a short slight heat, his pretty face was slightly red, his hands exerted force, and the young man who was close to him pushed it away, retracting like lightning! Meimu glared at him viciously, his eyes slightly deviated, signaling that there were still people here! Always looking like he pampered himself, it would be really embarrassing to put it outside for others to see, this stupid person, he doesn't need to do things with his brain.

Ling Cheng followed Ling Shan's gaze and found that the old figure standing behind him was looking towards him.

"Da-da-da-" The latter strode over after noticing Ling Lu's gaze, his heels hitting the ground with a crisp sound.

"Hehe, how can I feel it," the old man walked up to the two of them, smiled and said. In fact, he had long known that this Spirit Sword Finger Scroll would be so stinging, and when he picked it up, he felt that his hand was cut by a knife, and it was very painful.

"Father, you already knew, right?" Ling Cheng questioned, his eyes widening.

"That's right, I already knew that this Spirit Sword Finger is at the top grade of the Xuan-level element, and it is very domineering when cultivated, and it is also extremely dangerous" Ling Yuan's voice sank slightly, and he warned.

"It's dangerous, how dangerous is it?" After listening to your Patriarch's words, Ling Cheng was a little confused, would cultivating the Yuan Technique still be dangerous? Isn't it just a Yuan Technique? Could it be that it can still kill people?

"Then do you know the thunder step that Ling Lei cultivated" Ling Yuan wisped and suddenly asked Ling Lei about Ling Lei.

"Lei Ta is a very strong body magic technique, you must introduce the body condensed in the feet, once you can't control it, your feet will be wasted, you will be disabled for life, and you will become a wasted person" Ling Cheng thought for a while, imagining what his sister said to him that day, and said.

"That's right, if you are a little careless in cultivating Lei Tao, your feet will be crippled" Ning took a long breath and continued, "Then do you know that this Spirit Sword Finger is more dangerous than Lei Tao?"

The old man's voice was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and a thunderbolt struck his head, startling him suddenly. The Xuan Rank Spiritual Sword Finger, but when he arrived, he guessed that this method was strong and must be difficult to cultivate, but he never imagined that it was even more dangerous than the thunder step of the eldest brother.

"Spirit Sword Finger, you need to condense your vitality to the extreme, turn it into an extremely sharp breath, and finally include it in your own fingers, then it is not difficult for you to say that you are chattering, but the key is that in the last hand, once your hand becomes unbearable, that sharp breath, the meridians in your hand, will all be cut off, and eventually become a wasted person, and even the vitality can no longer be cultivated!" The old voice continued, and finally the field let out a long sigh I almost found this thing back then, and my hands almost became crippled, so this element was covered by me with other scrolls, and put it at the bottom, because I thought, anyway, there are so many Xuan-level Yuan Techniques, there is always one volume that can attract the attention of you young people, anyway, each time you pick the number of people, you can only take one volume, as long as you choose the other, naturally you won't notice that there is another volume below, the Xuan Rank Upper Grade Yuan Shu."

Ever since the old man's voice sounded, Ling Cheng had been staring at the patriarch's eyes without deflecting them at all, and from the latter's eyes, he could see that this spirit sword finger was indeed extremely dangerous, and the slightest carelessness would destroy the foundation.

"Now you have a choice, either take the risk of destroying the foundation to cultivate the Spirit Sword Finger, or, leave it in the Yuanshu Pavilion, and I allow you to change to a volume of Xuan-level Yuanshu" Looking at the young man in front of you, drifting, you didn't seem to be able to make up your mind, thought about it and continued, "It's not that no one has chosen this volume of Yuanshu before you, they did try to cultivate in the past, but later, the tendons and veins were broken and the foundation was destroyed, and finally became a wasted person, and he couldn't cultivate the Yuan Qi for the rest of his life!"

"Do you remember that old man on the first floor of the Yuanshu Pavilion?"

"Could it be that he will ...... any old grandfather" Ling Shan on the side received half of his words, covering his red lips with his bare hands, her beautiful eyes widened, and the surprise on her face was undisguised!

"That's right, that Mo Lao, a long, long time ago, was actually in the same realm as me, and he was the strength of the Extreme Yuan Realm, at that time he was also a genius in the family, he was originally the patriarch, but later he was young and vigorous, the last time he came to the Yuan Shu Pavilion to select the Yuan Technique, the one he chose was this scroll of Spirit Sword Finger in your hand" Speaking of this, Ling Yuan let out a long sigh, his eyes were full of confusion, "Later, his meridians were all broken, if he hadn't collected his strength early, I'm afraid his hands would have become crippled?" But then his vitality continued to dissipate."

Ling Yuan shook his head, his steps moved, he slowly walked to the window, stretched out his hand to push the window open, let the wind outside blow in, his black hair slowly swayed, and his eyes looked into the distance.

"If Mo Lao hadn't chosen this Spirit Sword Finger back then, maybe our Ling family would have dominated the Yang Domain a long time ago! It's a pity that the creation makes people......

"Child, you have to think clearly, don't make senseless sacrifices because you are young and vigorous!"

Looking at his father's old back, he could imagine what kind of regretful and helpless expression his father's face was.

"Child, tell me your answer," the old body turned to look at Ling Cheng's resolute face.

"Brother, why don't we change it, this element is too dangerous, I don't want you to have anything to do. Ling Shan, who was on the side, walked up to Lin, grabbed Lin Yong's arm, shook it slightly, and begged, "Anyway, there are a lot of Xuan-level Yuan Techniques on the second floor, so it's a big deal to let my father help you choose another Xuan-level Yuan Technique."

"I don't even know my own Yuan Qi attributes, if I want to find a Xuan Rank Yuan Technique that suits me, how easy is it!" said his heart, at this moment, as if his heart was as calm as the water of a deep pool.

Under the gaze of the two of them, Ling Cheng bent down and held his hands on the white scroll lying on the ground. He didn't hesitate in the slightest move, and when he got it in mid-air, his arm trembled slightly, and the boss of the year stared at him, as if there was nothing in his eyes, only the scroll lying in his hand, and he didn't mean to let go at all. After a while, a white light overflowed from the palm of his hand. The white vitality is covered by white scrolls, as if they are integrated into one, regardless of each other.

"Don't bother, I've already decided, I'm going to cultivate this Spirit Sword Finger ......"