"Lin Xuan, give you one last chance, kneel down and apologize to Xiaofeng and Xiaobao, hand over a hundred lower grade spirit stones every month, I can spare your dog's life!" Lu Hu spoke, looking high.

It's just that after a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on Lin Xuan's forehead, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Lin Xuan sighed secretly, he didn't expect Lu Hu to look like a fat winter melon, and thought he was a gentleman, but he didn't expect his strength to be so terrifying, and the momentum emitted by the light made him almost suffocated.

If it was someone else, in this case, he would definitely be overwhelmed by Lu Hu's momentum, and in the end there were only two results, either succumbing to weakness or lying on the ground.

But Lin Xuan is not an ordinary person, he can even resist the sword intent of the ninth layer, although Lu Hu's momentum is strong, it is still far from the sword intent of the ninth layer.

At this time, Lin Xuan had already adapted to Lu Hu's momentum, his body stopped shaking, and his slightly bent waist straightened up, like a javelin standing, as if it was about to pierce everything.

"Eight layers of qi refining, but that's it!"

Lin Xuan shook his neck, and his voice was calm.

"Stubborn, die!"

Lu Hu's patience reached the limit, and he dodged to Lin Xuan and punched out.

Although he didn't know why Lin Xuan could resist his momentum oppression, he believed that Lin Xuan would definitely not be able to resist this punch.

"Stop!" A soft shout came from a distance, trying to stop Lu Hu's movements.

But it was too late, Lu Hu's fist had already smashed on Lin Xuan's body.

Lin Xuan flew upside down and landed on the grass in the distance, splashing dirt.

"Elder!"

When everyone saw the comer, they all bowed and saluted.

Lu Hu glanced at Lin Xuan in the distance and then withdrew his gaze, and at the same time saluted to the visitor.

Geng He glanced at Lu Hu and sighed in his heart, a little helpless.

Although Geng He was only an inner sect elder of the Giant Sword Peak, he still knew a little about Lu Hu and knew what Lu Hu was doing.

Geng He had the intention to punish Lu Hu, but Lu Hu was a disciple of Flying Sword Peak, so he couldn't control it at all, and he seemed a little powerless.

"Lu Hu, sect disciples are strictly forbidden to fight in private, you are guilty."

Despite this, Geng He still did not intend to let Lu Hu go.

It's actually an open-minded brawl, forget it if you don't see it, and if you run into it, you must be in charge.

If it was the other disciples who heard Elder Geng He's words, they would definitely be so frightened that they couldn't speak, but Lu Hu was not afraid.

Lu Hu's face was calm, he glanced at the disciples present, and slowly spoke, "Everyone, I was just learning from Senior Brother Lin just now, right?" ”

Everyone nodded.

"Yes, yes, yes."

They couldn't hear the meaning of Lu Hu's words, which was clearly referring to the deer as a horse. But they didn't dare to disobey, so they could only follow the landing lake.

This guy can't be offended, otherwise it will be difficult in the future.

Elder Geng He had long known that this would be the result, and glanced at these disciples, a little disappointed.

There are so many people, and there is not even one who dares to refute it, which is really difficult to achieve.

"It's all gone."

As if they had been pardoned, they immediately scattered as birds and beasts.

"Let's go!" Lu Hu shook his sleeves and left with Xiaofeng and Xiaodong.

However, when he turned his head and glanced at Lin Xuan, there was a strong killing intent in his eyes.

"Brother Lin, it's okay." Zhao Zhanpeng ran to Lin Xuan and helped Lin Xuan up.

Lin Xuan stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned.

"It's okay, I can't die."

Zhao Zhanpeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "You scared me to death." ”

Zhao Zhanpeng was still a little worried, and looked Lin Xuan up and down.

It doesn't seem like there's much of a problem, it should just be a few minor injuries.

Zhao Zhanpeng muttered to himself.

Lin Xuan was punched by Lu Hu, why was he only slightly injured?

Lin Xuan was a little hairy by Zhao Zhanpeng, but he didn't have time to pay attention to Zhao Zhanpeng, but saluted into the distance, "Thank you, Elder." ”

Although the appearance of Geng and Elder made him a little helpless, he still needed to be grateful.

I have to say that Lu Hu's strength is indeed very strong, and he was actually injured after taking a punch in the realm of Lin Xuan's cultivation of the skin realm Xiaocheng.

However, Lin Xuan also benefited a lot from this punch, and after absorbing that power, he improved his cultivation realm.

According to Lin Xuan's plan, as long as Lu Hu didn't go all out, he could use Lu Hu to sharpen himself. But with some pity, Geng and Elder appeared.

However, Lin Xuan was not very disappointed, with his current strength, using Lu Hu as a whetstone was an act of extracting teeth from the mouth of a tiger, and if he was not careful, he would die.

Lin Xuan wasn't sure if Lu Hu's goods would go all out, if he did, he would definitely not be able to stop it.

"Well, let's go to the Treasure Pavilion." Elder Geng bowed slightly, and then left.

"Brother Zhao, what is the origin of that fat winter melon?" Waiting for Geng and the elders to leave, Lin Xuan patted the weeds on his body and asked as he walked towards the Treasure Pavilion.

Zhao Zhanpeng said carefully, "Lu Hu is an outer disciple of Flying Sword Peak, he has been in the beginner for almost a year, and his strength has reached the eighth level of qi refining. When he first entered the Spirit Sword Sect, Lu Hu only had the strength of the third layer of Qi training, and he had improved to the fifth level in a year, and his talent was still quite good. This is nothing, the most important thing is Lu Hu's background, his father is the outer gate elder of the Flying Sword Sect, and his grandfather is the inner gate elder of the Flying Sword Sect. ”

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked, "How do I feel that Lu Hu's strength seems to be more than the eighth layer of Qi cultivation?" ”

That's exactly what he thinks. Although he had only been in the Spirit Sword Sect for two days, he had fought against several disciples, such as Zhou Wenfeng and Zhou Wendong, as well as Xiaofeng and Xiaobao. Among these four people, Zhou Wendong's strength was the strongest, reaching the seventh level of Qi training. But compared with Lu Hu, Zhou Wendong is more than a star and a half.

"Oh, that's the question." Zhao Zhanpeng suddenly came to his senses when he talked about this problem, "That's because Lu Hu's physique is relatively special, and he is born with great strength, so his strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people." ”

"I see." Lin Xuan suddenly realized.

No wonder Lu Hu's punch had so much power, it turned out that he was born with a huge physique, so it made sense.

"Because of this, Lu Hu still has a little status in the outer gate of Flying Sword Peak, after all, he has reached the status of the eighth level of qi cultivation in one year, and his speed is still very fast." Zhao Zhanpeng told Lin Xuan all about Lu Hu's 1510, "At this rate, it is no problem for Lu Hu to break through to the foundation building period this year." ”

Lin Xuan nodded, he had a comprehensive understanding of Lu Hu.

"Brother Lin, you still have to be careful in the future, Lu Hu is narrow-minded, you offended him today, he will definitely retaliate next." Zhao Zhanpeng had a worried look on his face.

Lu Hu's background is not ordinary, and he is a character who must be repaid, he is very worried about Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan smiled lightly and patted Zhao Zhanpeng's shoulder, "Brother Zhao, don't worry, I'll be careful." ”

Next, neither of them spoke, and Lin Xuan thought about his own question.

Lin Xuan knew from the Spirit Void Sword Technique that the current cultivation world was divided into nine stages, of which the Qi cultivation period was only the most basic entry realm. But what puzzled Lin Xuan was that there was no introduction to the cultivation level in the Supreme Sword Body.

Thinking that he had misremembered, he began to look at the Supreme Sword Body in his mind, and carefully looked at the Leather Cultivation Realm, making sure that there was no introduction to the ranks.

Lin Xuan, who was puzzled, continued to flip down, but this time he was stunned, he found that the page behind him couldn't be opened.

What's going on?

Lin Xuan was a little at a loss, he didn't know why this was happening, if it was just because he didn't have enough strength and couldn't open it, then it would be fine, but if the Supreme Sword Body only had the cultivation method of cultivating the skin realm, it would be difficult.

Lin Xuan began to look at the cultivation methods of the Spirit Void Sword Technique again, and the cultivation levels in it were recorded very clearly, and they were divided into the five realms of the day after tomorrow, which were the skin cultivation realm, the flesh cultivation realm, the blood cultivation realm, the tendon cultivation realm, and the bone refining realm.

It stands to reason that the cultivation realm of the Supreme Sword Body is the same as the Spirit Void Sword Technique, and it seems that if you can't turn the page behind, it should be that your strength is not enough.

Lin Xuan thought so in his heart.

"Brother Lin?"

Zhao Zhanpeng's shout interrupted Lin Xuan's thoughts.

"Huh? What's wrong? Lin Xuan came back to his senses and asked.

"The Treasure Pavilion has arrived." Zhao Zhanpeng said.

He saw that Lin Xuan was distracted, and thought that Lin Xuan should be thinking about Lu Hu, so he didn't ask too much.

Lin Xuan looked up, and in front of him was a three-story attic, which was antique and antique, giving people the feeling that it still had a long history.

"Then let's go inside." Lin Xuan took the lead and walked towards the Treasure Pavilion.

There was a special registration staff at the gate, and after Lin Xuan registered, he walked into the Treasure Pavilion.

When Lin Xuan's figure disappeared into the Treasure Pavilion, two people in the square sneered.

After entering the Treasure Pavilion, Lin Xuan's whole person looked a little bored. Now he doesn't lack anything, and he really doesn't know what to pick for a while.

Unlike other disciples who were racing against time to select treasures, Lin Xuan seemed to be leisurely and leisurely, walking around unhurriedly.

At the registration office, I learned that there were not only exercises in the Treasure Pavilion, but also other treasures, such as weapons, armor, elixirs, spirit grass, etc., which could be described as varied.

As an outer disciple, Lin Xuan only has the right to enter the first layer, and correspondingly, the level of treasures in the first layer will not be too high.

Lin Xuan casually picked up a piece of jade slip, this was a piece of exercise called the Sancai Knife, the intermediate grade of the Yellow Rank.

After a casual glance, Lin Xuan put the jade slip back in its place. The Huang Rank Intermediate Exercises, and the Sword Techniques, he was not interested in them at all. I looked at two jade slips one after another, both of which were of the yellow rank, which was not too rare.

Of course, this is only relative to the Spirit Sword Sect, and any exercise here is brought down the mountain, and it will cause bloody rain. It is precisely because of the profound heritage of the sect and the ability to obtain cultivation resources by entering it that countless people have sharpened their heads to join the sect.

After watching it for a while, Lin Xuan was really a little bored, and there was nothing on the first floor that could make him excited.

Lin Xuan really wanted to leave empty-handed like this, but he felt that it would be too much of a loss if he didn't take something out, after all, there was only one chance to choose exercises for free, and the only way to choose next time was to use other methods.