In less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Ling put down Bibo's palm. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After flipping through the back few more battle skills, Ye Ling's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "It's really a lot more mysterious than the first layer, it's just ......"

He shook his head, these combat skills, in Ye Ling's opinion, were still too rough. Many seemingly mysterious earth leaves, Ye Ling swept them at a glance, and almost all of them could be understood in an instant.

"What's going on?" Now, he also knows that this situation is not because of these combat skills, but because of himself, and it seems that he has a unique comprehension of combat skills.

"Could it be that I am the legendary martial arts genius. Ye Ling, who couldn't figure out the reason, could only blame the answer to the question on this leaf.

"Go and see what's good on the third floor. Ye Ling muttered to himself and walked towards the stone steps that led to the third floor.

Similar to the previous situation, when we were about to reach the third layer, another layer of enchantment appeared. However, under the gentle vibration of the Yuan Fetus in the body, this enchantment quickly disappeared, and Ye Ling also successfully appeared in the third layer.

"Interesting little guy. A chuckle rang in Ye Ling's ears as soon as he stepped into the third floor, making Ye Ling's body that had not yet stood firm almost sit on the ground.

The sudden sound of chuckling in his ears made Ye Ling stumble and almost fell to the ground. He raised his head and looked towards the third floor of the legendary Martial Palace.

Different from the first two floors, there are no rows of bookshelves in this third layer, only a wooden pier the size of a buttocks, on which three secret books are randomly placed, and next to the wooden pier, there is an old man in a gray robe with a white beard sitting cross-legged. However, at this time, the old man looked at Ye Ling with interest.

"Before, senior...... Hehe......" Ye Ling said with a dry smile, his expression a little unnatural.

"The cultivation of the Quenching Blood Realm actually slipped to this third layer, little guy, what's your name?" said the mysterious old man with a smile.

"Ye Ling. Ye Ling replied truthfully. Although the attitude of this mysterious old man at this time made him feel a little relieved, but there was still a little hair in his heart, if he knew that there would be someone in the third layer, he would not come up to kill him.

"Ye Ling. The old man whispered the name to himself, and then seemed to think of something, nodded and said, "It turned out to be the child of that little guy in Qingshan." Why, don't you have any combat skills in the front two floors that you are satisfied with?"

"Little guy ......" Hearing this, Ye Ling twitched the corners of his mouth, grandpa died early, the Ye family dared to say this about his father, but it was the first time he saw it, but looking at the appearance of Ye Ling's beard and white hair, and this place was on the third floor of the Martial Palace, Ye Ling's heart was slightly cold, and he couldn't help but start thinking a little, who is this old man in front of him?

There are not many characters of the older generation of the Ye family left, and except for some major events, they rarely appear in front of people, which is the foundation of the Ye family. Therefore, Ye Ling was not sure which old man in front of him was.

"These techniques are so simple, I want to see if there are any more esoteric ones. After hesitating for a moment, Ye Ling still told the truth.

"Too simple?" The smile on the old man's face froze, and a coercion fell on Ye Ling: "Really?"

On the way of martial arts, there are many people who are ambitious, so when he heard this somewhat unbelievable answer, the old man's first thought was like this.

Seemingly not feeling the coercion on his body, Ye Ling frowned, recalling the several combat techniques he had read, and slowly explained his understanding.

As Ye Ling continued to whisper, the look of surprise on the old man's face gradually turned into shock, and after the shock, it was ecstasy.

"Martial arts genius, martial arts genius, it seems that there is going to be an amazing character in my Ye family!" the old man laughed. Although it was not a long time, the surprise that Ye Ling brought him was too great, and Ye Ling's understanding of some combat skills, some of which even made the old man feel very surprised, and after being surprised, he had a feeling of taking it for granted. This made him look at Ye Ling even more like he was looking at a rare treasure!

"With such understanding, those things on the first two floors are really a waste of your time. Two five-grade combat skills, one six-grade combat skill, you can choose for yourself. The old man pointed to the three secret books beside him and said.

Without shirking, Ye Ling walked to the wooden pier, picked up one of the five-grade combat skills, and began to flip through it.

This time, he didn't put it down as quickly as before, Ye Ling, who was immersed in it, nodded sometimes and shook his head, and after a while, he slowly put down this combat skill, and then picked up another book.

This selection, almost three or four Shi Ling put down the last and only six-grade combat technique "Thunderstorm Fist" of the Ye family, Ye Ling's eyes flashed, and he said to the old man beside him: "That's it." ”

"Thunder power, the most violent power in heaven and earth, its cultivation level is more difficult than the seven-rank combat skill. Do you really have to decide?" the old man frowned lightly and said slowly.

Although he knew that Ye Ling's talent was unparalleled, in the old man's opinion, it was still too risky to start cultivating this thunderstorm fist with his cultivation of the Quenching Blood Realm. If you are a little careless, it will cause great trauma to yourself, so it is better to choose the other two five-grade combat skills to be safe.

Shaking his head, Ye Ling didn't speak, but there was a moving glint in his eyes as he stared down at this "Thunderstorm Fist".

"That's it, you go. The old man sighed and waved his hand.

It's just that when he was looking at Ye Ling's departing back, a ray of essence suddenly flashed in the old man's dim eyes. Immediately, he groaned slightly, as if he had made some kind of decision, and his thin body slowly disappeared into the third layer of this martial hall.

In the third floor of the empty martial hall, only a hoarse whisper sounded faintly.

"This kind of character, when he grows up, can at least protect the Ye family for hundreds of years, and he must not be damaged halfway. ”

In front of Ye Ling, there was a big river, and at this time, he was sitting cross-legged on the bank of the river.

The slightly undulating river water stained Ye Ling's trouser legs a lot, but at this time, he didn't put his mind on this. Holding a fist-sized blue mushroom in both hands, Ye Ling looked at it carefully.

The blue mushroom in his hand was not an ordinary plant, but a second-grade elixir, the thunder mushroom. Similar to the combat skills, the elixir is also divided into nine grades, and the medicinal power of a second-grade elixir can be said to be the limit that Ye Ling can absorb at this time.

However, the elixir containing the power of thunder can be said to be extremely difficult to absorb, and Ye Ling is not trying to absorb the medicinal power in the thunder mushroom in the ordinary sense.