The morning breeze brings a touch of coolness, gently brushes the mountains, blows the earth, and finally embraces the figure that is constantly changing in the breeze.

It was not far from the house here, but Ling Tian's figure could be seen early. The lush woods were the best place for him to cultivate. The cold knife in his hand emitted an icy light, and under the infusion of spatial spiritual power, it constantly spit out a foot-long sword.

Suddenly, the whole erupted and shot towards the front, the cold knife was raised high, and the mouth drank lightly.

Phantom Knife!

When the cold knife was swung, it instantly brought up three afterimages, and the blurred image of the fourth sword light could be faintly seen.

Puff puff, puff, puff.

All the blade light slashed accurately at the boulder in front of him. You can clearly see five deep knife marks, and when you get closer, you will find that four of them are transparent. The rest is a deep darkness.

Failed again.

Looking at the scar marks that did not transmit light, Ling Tian knew that this cultivation had failed again, the highest level of the Phantom Knife was to cultivate the Nine Dao Sword Shadows, the Void and the Void and the Reality, and the Void and the Reality Transformation, but this Phantom Knife was a human-level martial art, and it should have been cultivated by a Martial Artist of the Rebirth Realm, so the difficulty was naturally not low. The cultivation of the middle stage of the Immortal Realm with the snake eye was only the cultivation of the Phantom Knife. Ling Tian was still only a cultivator in the early stage of the Mortal Realm, and it was naturally not easy to come up with five sword shadows.

On that day, with just these four sword shadows, he broke Nalan Huo'er's martial arts, and almost seriously injured Nalan Huo'er, and now he has cultivated the prototype of five sword shadows, and his strength has gone further.

I didn't go to cultivate the Phantom Sword, how many times did I not practice Ling Tian felt the consumption of the sea of qi, it really deserved to be a human-level martial art. Moreover, Ling Tian faintly felt that it was not that he had not succeeded in cultivating, but that his cultivation was not enough, and he could not use it. To be cultivated further, it is naturally a matter of course.

There is something more important today.

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Martial Arts Pavilion.

Looking at the three big characters on the archway, Ling Tian's destination for this trip was reached. The level of the Phantom Sword is too high, and Ling Tian can't completely control it now, and he came to the Martial Arts Pavilion today just to choose a technique that suits his current realm, so that he can give full play to his greatest strength.

The martial arts pavilion is divided into four floors, boxy, simple and mysterious. Walking in is the front desk, and behind the front desk is a rocking chair, and there is an old man with white hair, who is sleeping with his eyes squinted. Ling Tian couldn't feel any fluctuations from this old man's body, and he felt as if he was dead. It's too weird, isn't it, why don't you feel it at all?

The spiritual power was released and floated towards the old man.

As soon as this spiritual power was opened, Ling Tian immediately felt something strange. This old man is not without fluctuations, but extremely introverted, and people who are not strong in spirit cannot feel it at all.

The spiritual power was covered instantly, but this spiritual power that covered all of it disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

The old man opened his eyes instantly, and a terrifying aura flashed. What kind of eyes are that, full of dead gray, without any life, looking at the whole person is as if falling into an endless hell.

Ling Tian's cold hairs stood on end all over his body, and he subconsciously took a step back. It's horrible!

Seeing that the value in front of him was not enough for an ordinary disciple, the old man's breath was withdrawn, but his eyes were still dead gray.

Lay back down and closed his eyes.

As the old man closed his eyes, Ling Tian let out a heavy sigh, and when he was stared at by those eyes, Ling Tian felt that he was on the verge of death all the time, as if as soon as that look moved, he would be wiped out. In just a moment, Ling Tian's back was soaked in cold sweat, "Senior, junior has offended, please forgive me" Ling Tian said boldly.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" the old man still didn't open his eyes, the voice instructor was very kind, just listening to the voice, the first impression was that this was a kind old man.

But Ling Tian, who had seen those eyes, couldn't connect him with kindness.

"The juniors are here to choose martial arts. Ling Tian said respectfully.

"Bring the martial arts. The old man still didn't open his eyes.

Ling Tian took out the gold medal from his arms and handed it over with both hands.

The old man's right hand made an eagle claw shape, and Ling Tian felt a suction force suck the gold medal in his hand away.

"Gold medal disciple, your name is Qin Lingtian, you're new. The old man still didn't open his eyes, and his hands like dead wood kept grinding the gold medal and said.

"The disciple entered the sect yesterday. Ling Tian tried his best to control his tone and replied extremely calmly.

"How old are you?" the old man's voice rang out again.

"If you go back to the seniors, the younger ones are ten years old this year. Ling Tian still replied seriously.

"Ten years old?" the old man's tone fluctuated slightly, and he felt a little interested at last.

Immediately afterward, Ling Tian felt a terrifying spiritual power that enveloped him in an instant. The whole person becomes stiff and cannot control himself. Under this powerful spiritual power, Ling Tian felt as if he couldn't hide any secrets, all of which were displayed in front of the old man's eyes.

However, just as the old man continued to explore, the ancient book in his body seemed to be aware of it, and it burst out with dazzling light. It instantly swept through Ling Tian's whole body, and the reflection of the sea of qi changed color. There was a feeling of mist in the body.

"Huh?" The old man sighed lightly, as if he had discovered the changes in Ling Tian's body, but the ancient book's reaction was too fast, and the old man had not seen the situation in Ling Tian's body clearly, and everything was covered by the ancient book.

After probing for a while, that terrifying spiritual power receded like a tide for a hundred years, since he couldn't check Ling Tian's situation, the old man wouldn't do useless work.

"The first floor is the human-level low-grade martial arts, the human-level mid-grade is on the second floor, and the third floor is human-level and high-grade. Choosing the right one is the most important thing!" the old man threw the gold medal back, and Ling Tian hurriedly caught it. "You are a gold medal disciple, and you can watch the martial arts here. Take the selected martial arts to me and register them, and you're good to go. You can't go up to the fourth floor, and of course you can't go up even if you want to. ”

The old man hadn't opened his eyes from beginning to end, and Ling Tian didn't have anything to say about it, such a powerful person, he wouldn't be stupid enough to touch his moldy head. And Ling Tian didn't see those eyes anymore, it was terrifying!

Pushing open the room on the first floor, there were not many people inside, it was quiet, and everyone was seriously looking at the martial arts in their hands. Ling Tian didn't make a sound, and walked around the entire room first.

The room is not very large and is full of bookshelves. Ling Tian found that this martial art was actually divided into many kinds. There are attack arts, body skills, defense arts, and some uncategorized arts. That's probably hundreds.

After walking around, I found that among them, there were the most attack martial arts, and the body martial arts and defensive martial arts combined were only half of the attack martial arts. Pick up a martial arts bamboo slip.

The Flame Palm, the cultivation of the Great Palm, the wind is endless, like a fire burning the plain. Ten grade points are required.

Putting down the martial arts in his hands, the human-level low-grade martial arts naturally couldn't arouse Ling Tian's interest. It's just that it's such an ordinary martial art that requires ten grade points, and the need for the middle grade of the human level is not more, but fortunately, he got a gold medal, and he has a hundred grade points for himself to squander.

If you are in the palm of your hand, the cultivation of Dacheng has the power of splitting stones and splitting the earth, and you need ten grade points.

Tiger Ben Boxing, cultivating Dacheng into the tiger down the mountain, with the might of the beast king. Thirteen GPAs are required.

Ling Xu's finger, a volley point, kill the demon. Cultivation is a great achievement, 100 meters away, and the head of the person is taken. Twenty GPAs are required.

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Putting down the martial arts in his hand, Ling Tian also discovered it. Generally speaking, the more GPA points you need, the more powerful your martial arts become. And generally speaking, body martial arts are more precious than attack martial arts, and they require more performance points than attack martial arts of the same level, so scarcity is expensive.

Without wasting any more time on the first floor, he turned around and walked towards the second floor. The human-level martial arts there were the purpose of Ling Tian's trip.