I don't know whether it was excitement or sadness, a crystal teardrop appeared in the corner of the old man's eye, and soon flowed into the furrow on his face, and he couldn't see it.

"Shadow, tell the old ghost Xing Yin that this kid should pay close attention and not make any mistakes!" the old man said lightly to the air behind him. Even the rickety body straightened slightly, and an inexplicable majesty loomed.

"Yes!" I saw a fluctuation in the light behind the old man, and a hoarse but unusually respectful voice came. Then there was no sound!

At this time, Yang Ling had not yet woken up, he was still watching the white-clothed swordsman dance his sword, and suddenly the white-clothed swordsman seemed to see it, and a sword light suddenly swept towards Yang Ling without warning. Before Yang Ling could react, he had already entered Yang Ling's body.

"Ahh Opening his eyes and looking at the strange people around him, he glanced at the stele with fear, and confirmed that his life was not in danger, Yang Ling settled down, slowly wiped the cold sweat off his face, ignored the eyes of the people around him, and walked directly towards the library pavilion.

The Sword Emperor, who had been paying attention to Yang Ling in the Oolong Knife, did not make a move, but watched all this with a smile on his face!

In front of the library, an old man was dozing, but the light that flashed in his eyes from time to time told people that he was not a simple person. Not only is it extremely high,

"Senior, junior outer disciple Yang Ling asks to enter the library pavilion!" For this old man, Xing Haoran has secretly told Yang Ling that this person is very difficult to mess with, and he has a strange temper, so he can only be offered, not offended.

Even Xing Haoran said so, and it was naturally impossible for Yang Ling to touch the mold.

"Hmm!" The sleepy old man didn't even raise his eyelids, and went back to sleep with a straight hum.

Seeing this, Yang Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief and went directly into the library pavilion.

The library pavilion is indeed the library pavilion, how many bookshelves are placed on the entire first floor, Yang Ling can't see it at a glance, one after another giant bookshelves are neatly placed, and find a suitable martial arts or exercises for yourself in the sea, if you don't rely on luck in this vast book, it is simply a fool's dream!

Time waited for no one, Yang Ling walked in directly, looking for it without any purpose. There is no pattern at all.

A Brief History of the Kingdom of Tianyun

"The Years I Entered the Palace"

"Why do you even have this thing?" Yang Ling picked up two books casually, speechless as he read.

Casually changing directions, Yang Ling continued to look for it.

Iron Sand Palm

"Empty Hands"

"Oh my God, even such non-grade things?" Yang Ling shook his head helplessly, and directly changed direction again.

After doing this a few times, Yang Ling lost interest and wandered aimlessly.

"Oh my God! Ground-level martial arts? Oh my God, I'm not mistaken?" I don't know how long it took, suddenly an ecstatic obscene voice came from behind Yang Ling, and that place turned out to be the bottom of "The Years I Entered the Palace"!

Ground-level martial arts!

Yang Ling suddenly wanted to slap himself twice, no, four slaps!

"Hahahaha, you're happy to see it clearly. Suddenly, a bearded man looked at the obscene young man's drooling appearance with excitement, and immediately quipped, looking like he seemed to know the martial arts very well.

"It's a ground-level martial art..." The lewd boy immediately turned up in confusion when he heard this, and at the place of the title of the book on the first page, the young man's movements stopped, his face turned from doubts to bitterness, and he almost cried, looking up to the sky and wailing: "Nima, why is it? Why am I so miserable!"

At this moment, the book fell to the ground, and everyone looked at the title!

"Hands Fighting"!

"Hahahaha!" Suddenly the library burst into laughter, obviously knowing the origin of this book.

They know, but Yang Ling doesn't. Out of curiosity, Yang Ling asked a man beside him, "This senior brother, what kind of martial art is this "Hands Fighting"?

"Hahaha, the junior brother is a new disciple of the outer sect!" The man said with a look of 'I know': "This two-handed fight is a famous martial art of a strong man, but it is difficult to cultivate, and the function is single, plus it is not very helpful to actual combat, so it is evaluated as a prefecture-level mid-grade martial art." Once a core disciple practiced this martial art, although he practiced it, but he was single-minded, immortalized two consciousnesses, and he drove himself crazy. Who wants to practice such a martial art?"

"I see, thank you, senior brother!" It turned out that he didn't mean to be depressed at all, but he was excited, and cultivated two consciousnesses, isn't this exactly what he needs? As for driving himself crazy, Yang Ling didn't think about it at all, since someone has successfully cultivated, this martial art can be cultivated, he has the Sword Emperor by his side, he can completely ask the Sword Emperor to help identify the martial arts, if it can really be achieved, Yang Ling's martial arts road will undoubtedly go to the next level!

Pick up "Two-handed Fighting" and send the Sword Emperor for identification.

The Sword Emperor was also interested in this powerful, but crazy "Left and Right Fighting", and directly swept away his soul, and gradually deduced the entire martial arts engraved in his own soul!

Yang Ling didn't want to be taken for a fool, so he directly put "Left and Right Fighting" back in its original place. Then he continued to walk around on his own.

This time, Yang Ling's speed was much slower, and he didn't care if he was disgusting or not, he just flipped through them one by one, although he didn't find any powerful martial arts, but he read a lot of knowledge such as pills, spirit mines, and special races.

Seeing that it was about to get dark, and the door of the library pavilion was about to close, Yang Ling didn't have the heart to read it anymore, so he put a map of the continent back and walked out of the library directly.

Walking on the way back to the miscellaneous office, the Sword Emperor finally finished deducing this exercise.

"Yang Ling, guess which one is me?" Suddenly, two identical soul bodies flew out of Yang Ling's storage ring, both of which looked like the Sword Emperor, and Yang Ling was shocked when he saw it.

"Uncle Dao, what's wrong with you?" Two identical souls, could it be that the Sword Emperor has encountered an accident? No, no one will attack him, wait!・・・・・・

"Uncle Dao, is the martial arts real?" Yang Ling asked excitedly and expectantly. It could be a leap forward in his strength and potential, and he can't help but care.

"Fake!" said the Sword Emperor with a narrow expression.

"Hahaha, Uncle Dao, you are acting too fake!" Is Yang Ling so easy to deceive?

"Hehehehehe, it's indeed fake. "Navigation is still excited, but he is extremely sure that the martial arts are fake. "Because this martial art is not a "two-handed fight" at all, but a soul splitting technique, an exercise that can separate a person's divine soul into multiple subordinate souls. ”

"Soul separation, just like you, Uncle Dao?" Yang Ling asked suspiciously.

"That's right!" Suddenly the voice came out from behind Yang Ling, and it was another sword emperor!

"Uncle Dao, are you..."

"I have divided my soul into three parts, and I am going to let a soul possess teach Zhang Tu, that kid's talent is very good, and it is worth cultivating!" said the Sword Emperor with a look of anticipation, obviously looking forward to Zhang Tu, a disciple who was about to get started.

"If you can divide the soul・・・・・・" Yang Ling looked at the Sword Emperor's split soul, his face was cloudy and uncertain, as if he was making a decision.

"Don't think about it, your dual-purpose is nothing to the Soul Splitting Technique, after learning about the Soul Splitting Technique, I have specially designed a set of dual-purpose martial arts for you, so that you can use both your heart and two without splitting your soul, or even use three souls. "What kind of person is the Sword Emperor, as long as he understands the principles of a set of exercises, he can immediately draw inferences. A set of skin-like small martial arts is nothing.

"Great!" At this moment, the principle deeply felt the words of the mortal world: there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure!

Yang Ling, who had solved the problem, was in a mood like a clear sky that had cleared away the clouds and mist, and he kept smiling back to the miscellaneous servants along the way.

This is the last night Yang Ling has lived in the miscellaneous office!

Tomorrow is leaving, this night, Yang Ling and Li Fatzi chatted for a long time.

In the middle of the night, Yang Ling returned to his house and saw a lonely figure standing in front of his house.

"How long have you waited?" Yang Ling didn't have to guess to know that it was Zhang Tu.

"It won't be long, how is it, what do you want me to do?" Zhang Tu is a principled person, he never believes that there is a free lunch in the world, and everything needs to be fought for with his own hands.

"Follow me!" Yang Ling rushed out with a straight arrow. And the direction is exactly ...

Torture Hall!

When the disciples of the Sword Emperor get started, at least a powerhouse of the Breaking Tribulation Realm must preside over the entrance ceremony, and this person is undoubtedly only Xing Yin can do it! This is the arrangement of the Sword Emperor, and Xing Yin has already prepared it.

Xing Yin and the Sword Emperor are both powerhouses of the Breaking Tribulation Realm, members of the list of the strongest in the continent.

The torture hall swept away the ghosts and wolves of the past, although it still looked dilapidated, but under the care of the disciples of the torture hall, it was already very good.

Inside the torture hall, Yang Ling solemnly placed the oolong knife on the golden knife holder above the yellow-level throne prepared by Xing Yin.

Then Yang Ling pointed at the oolong knife and said to Zhang Tu: "I don't have anything you need to do, you can tell your master yourself!"

"Master?" Zhang Tu didn't know why, and since he stepped into the torture hall, he seemed to have been being observed, and he was uncomfortable!

"Uncle Dao, haven't you come out yet?" Yang Ling said to the Oolong Knife.

"Hahahaha!" Suddenly, a domineering laugh resounded throughout the torture hall cave. Immediately after that, a staring soul body gradually appeared on the golden throne, and a momentum like a blade burst out unabashedly!

Zhang Tu was shocked, and resisted the momentum of the Sword Emperor as he wished. At this moment, Zhang Tu deeply felt his insignificance, and an unyielding will soared wildly from the bottom of Zhang Tu's heart!

Seeing Zhang Tu's indomitable intent becoming stronger and stronger, the Sword Emperor smiled with satisfaction and increased the coercion of his momentum!

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