When Jing Hao left, he also asked Zheng Zai about the location of the Martial Arts Pavilion, and then rushed to where to go. He stopped and stopped all the way to see the people in this sect, which also calmed down his very nervous mood recently.

About a pillar of incense, Jing Hao found the Martial Arts Pavilion. However, when he saw the face of the Martial Arts Pavilion, all kinds of illusions when he came were shattered, because the Martial Arts Pavilion was very broken, even more broken than the Mission Pavilion, Jing Hao felt speechless for a while, could it be that this powerful building that was admired by people in the outside world was so broken.

Shaking his head, he shook off all other thoughts. After settling down, he found an old man sitting at the door of the martial arts pavilion, this old man was not good-looking, dressed in cloth clothes, sitting on a recliner basking in the sun, and the old man's air was unobstructed.

Jing Hao walked up and said respectfully to the old man: "Senior, I am here to get the martial arts I need." Hearing Jing Hao's inquiry, the old man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were dirty, he had long lost his former vitality, and his eyes were dim. glanced at Jing Hao and said with a smile: "Do you know that you need a token to enter this martial arts pavilion." ”

The reason why Jing Hao was so respectful to this old man was because when he was about to come to the Martial Arts Pavilion, Zheng Zheng instructed him that he must treat the person who guarded the door with respect. Although Jing Hao has not yet had a deep friendship with Zheng Zai, he knows that Zheng Zao is not a person who speaks big easily, so he still believes Zheng Zao's words.

At this time, next to him came a young man dressed in a fine costume, and this person was Zongbang. His disdainful gaze swept towards Jing Hao, and said, "Why are you again, I have something to do today, my master, put your business aside for the time being, get out of the way, don't let the master get in the way." Then he pushed Jing Hao away domineeringly. When he saw the old man guarding the door, he said directly: "Old man, I have a token, I'll go in directly." He took out a token similar to Jing Hao's token from his arms, and walked directly in front of the old man, with arrogance overflowing all over his body.

The old man just shook his head helplessly, as if he was helpless about Zongbang's behavior. Turning his head to Jing Hao, he said, "What about your token, take it out, I can go in after I see it." ”

Jing Hao took out the token that Zheng Zheng gave him and handed it to the old man. The old man took the token, and after looking at the token carefully, a trace of surprise flashed in his cloudy eyes, but it was just a hint, but this trace of surprise was caught by Jing Hao, Jing Hao immediately wondered in his heart, could it be that this person knew Zheng Zheng, it seems that he is not simple. If this behavior made Jing Hao a little confused, then his next sentence was to surprise Jing Hao.

After the old man saw it, he exchanged the token for Jing Hao, and said: "Zheng Zheng, that old man is a good person, people respect him a foot, he respects people, little guy, remember to seize this good backer." Jing Hao's face changed, and he finally couldn't help asking, "Senior, who are you?"

The old man lowered his head and smiled silently: "It doesn't matter who I am, that's in the past." Okay, little guy, let's go in, you can pick one Xuan-level low-level martial art, and two yellow-level high-level martial arts or exercises. I won't check it when I come out, so I'll go by myself when I'm done. Then he lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Jing Hao was shocked by this sudden surprise, and he didn't even listen to the old man's words, and directly rushed to the old man with a fist and walked straight to the martial arts pavilion.

When Jing Hao's figure disappeared from his sight, he raised his head again, smiled silently, and said to himself: "Remember, little guy, my name is Yun Zhongtian." ”

As soon as he opened the door, an ancient aura came to his face, and Jing Hao was in good spirits and hurriedly searched.

In the Tianxuan Continent, martial arts are also divided into many levels, from low to high, which are divided into five levels: Yellow Rank, Xuan Rank, Earth Rank, Spirit Level, Heaven Level, and the gap between each level is the gap between heaven and earth.

has strong martial arts and can defeat strong enemies beyond the level, which shows that the pursuit of powerful martial arts by martial artists is almost crazy.

There are only five rows of bookshelves in the martial arts pavilion, and there are only five rows of bookshelves, which are full of books, which should be martial arts.

Jing Hao found that his perceptual ability seemed to be limited, and he could only perceive a small part, so he simply used the naked eye to find it one by one.

flipped through the first bookshelf, and the martial arts in it were all low-level or intermediate-level, and there was nothing suitable for Jing Hao.

After looking for the second bookshelf, it still didn't work. However, when looking for the third bookshelf, Jing Hao found a martial art called Deadwood Breath Method, this martial art has no attack power, but can contain or suppress his own breath, that is to say, as long as you practice successfully, as long as the person standing in front of you is a person with a lower cultivation than you, you will not be able to see your cultivation, and you will even be regarded as an ordinary person.

After reading the introduction of this martial art, Jing Hao's heart was suddenly happy, this martial art is simply a necessary martial art for pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, killing people and goods. So he decided to choose this martial art, and this dead wood breathing method is still a high-level martial art of the Yellow Order, but because this martial art is not useful in battle, it can only be regarded as chicken ribs, so there are very few martial artists who choose it.

Continuing to search, Jing Hao found another martial art called the Hand of the Stars, the Yellow Rank is advanced, and the attack power is very good. However, Jing Hao did not meet the conditions for cultivation, but he chose this martial art for Xiao Fusheng.

In fact, the Hand of the Stars can already be regarded as the top martial art of the Yellow Rank, but because its cultivation conditions are too tricky, there are very few people to choose, and it is also an unpopular martial art.

Now Jing Hao can only choose a low-level martial art or exercise, after some contemplation, he decided to choose an exercise, choose a low-level martial art, and when he advances to the Tianyuan Realm, he can practice. At this time, he saw a book called Tianyan Jue Xuan-level low-level exercises, and he felt that it was very suitable for him, so he decided to choose this one.

However, at this time, the inflammation in his mind sent him a message: "Put down that exercise, go and choose a martial art, and I will give you the exercise when you reach the Tianyuan Realm, and cultivating this kind of exercise can only be a mistake in your future." Jing Hao smiled bitterly after hearing this, the Xuan-level low-level exercises can only be said to be mistaken by such a powerful powerhouse, but his heart is also on fire, because Yan said that he would give him a copy when he arrived at the Tianyuan Realm, so the exercises are not in a hurry now.

After some selection, Jing Hao decided on a low-level martial art, called the Divine Tablet Palm.

After determining the three martial arts he chose, Jing Hao was preparing to leave. At this time, the short-sighted came again, Zong Bang walked slowly from the side, holding a martial art book in his hand, with a satisfied expression on his face, at a glance, he found a martial art that suited him.

When Zong Bang saw Jing Hao, he was obviously a little jealous, but he still said: "Xiao Qisan, you wait until Lao Tzu kills you when the inner gate is selected." “

Jing Hao directly ignored it, for this kind of person, Jing Hao has always believed in a wise saying in his heart.

Dogs bite you, you can't bite dogs!

After choosing, Jing Hao was ready to go out, but when he went out, he found that the old man guarding the door was no longer there, and he might have left.

Jing Hao didn't care so much, he just left with his martial arts. After returning to the residence, Jing Hao first gave Xiao Fusheng the hand of the stars, after all, he also wanted Xiao Fusheng to improve his strength, enter the inner gate with him, and after making all the preparations, Jing Hao sat down cross-legged and began to flip through the divine tablet palm, he wanted to cultivate this divine tablet palm in these five days, so that he would have a little more confidence in the inner gate selection.