Qin Nan has always disliked relying on things like pills, as the old saying goes, medicine is three parts poison, and after taking it, there will always be a part of the medicine residue left in the body, which is not too good for people who pursue perfection.

But now the situation is different, what Qin Nan needs now is to violently improve his cultivation, as fast as he can, anyway, he can't be slower than Nalan Xue.

After cleaning up, Qin Nan walked out of the cave and went directly to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Entering the familiar monastery, passing through Tallinn, and coming to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Qin Nan saw the sweeping monk in the distance.

At this time, there were few people in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and there were very few people.

"Master. ”

Qin Nan bowed to the sweeping monk, which was regarded as a salute.

"Little guy, are you here again, do you want to borrow the martial scriptures?" asked the sweeping monk lazily.

"Yes, he who knows me, so does the master. ”

Qin Nan grinned, and his figure disappeared into the cabinet where the martial scriptures were stored.

The sweeping monk shook his head and smiled wryly.

On the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion, in the rows of scripture cabinets, Qin Nan carefully rummaged through various martial arts.

"Vedic palms. ”

Qin Nan flipped a few pages, then shook his head, feeling that it was not suitable for him, and put it back in its place.

"Versatile grappler. ”

This is a relatively popular martial scripture, and many inner disciples of the Great Buddha Temple are using it, and it seems that the Zhenghai monk who met in the corpse wasteland last time will also use this set of grappling techniques.

Qin Nan opened it and looked at it, but still put it back, not to mention that this martial scripture is not suitable for him.

Qin Nan, the more things that too many people pursue, the more he doesn't like them, what he values is those unpopular things, the more others don't like it, the more he likes it.

After spending half a morning's effort, Qin Nan saw a yellow-skinned martial arts scripture in the corner of the penultimate row of scripture cabinets, with thick dust piled up on it.

"Five Elephant God Fist, crystal wrestler annotation. ”

Qin Nan turned it over, this is a boxing method, called the Five Elephants Divine Fist, which imitates the boxing method created by the ancient giant elephant.

Its age can no longer be traced, and the only clue is that there is a crystal Lux called Crystal Lux, and a note has been added to it.

"It seems that this guy named Crystal Lux has practiced this boxing technique, so he also added annotations. ”

Qin Nan squatted on the ground and licked his lips, this martial arts scripture can't be called an absolute unpopularity, after all, someone has practiced it, and it has added annotations, it seems to be suitable for him.

"That's it. ”

Almost at first sight, Qin Nan was sure that he was going to determine this martial scripture based on boxing, and he didn't bother to care about what annotations it didn't have.

In a life-and-death battle, even his life may not be saved, who cares about what method is used, Qin Nan thinks that there is only one word, that is, "fight." ”

Besides, two people are fighting in close quarters, and any palm and leg method is weaker than boxing, after all, only boxing is the most direct and ruthless way to move.

Qin Nan took the martial arts scripture of the Five Elephant Divine Fist and went to the sweeping monk to register.

The sweeping monk took it and looked at it, and suddenly looked stunned, startling Qin Nandu.

"It's a rare martial scripture again, are you sure you want this 'Five Elephant Divine Fist'?" the sweeping monk glared at Qin Nan in a strange tone.

"What's the matter, master, is there any problem?" Qin Nan asked puzzled.

The sweeping monk shook his head and said: "This boxing method is not mature, it is difficult for ordinary people to make a difference in it, if you listen to the advice of the poor monk, you should replace it." ”

"No, I know what the master means, and since I'm sure I want it, I won't change it lightly. ”

Qin Nan looked at the sweeping monk and said firmly.

As soon as Qin Nan finished speaking, the sweeping monk didn't say more, quickly completed the formalities, handed the martial arts scripture to Qin Nan, and never said a word.

As if he knew that Qin Nan had made up his mind, no matter how much he said to dissuade him, it would be useless.

"Thank you, Master. ”

Qin Nan took the martial arts, saluted respectfully, and then turned around and left.

The sweeping monk looked at the back of Qin Nan leaving, shook his head and sighed, and said to himself: "He has the same character as Lao Tzu, stubborn"

Qin Nan didn't take the words of the sweeping monk to heart, and took the martial scriptures out of Tallinn, and then he was going to the outer gate steward to receive the ring, of course, it was the elixir prepared by the Great Buddha Temple for the outer disciples.

Because the Great Buddha Temple acknowledges the existence of the outer gate, but it does not become public, which is a bit subtle, so the office of the outer gate steward is not located inside the temple, but outside the temple.

Qin Nan walked out of the monastery, turned left, walked 500 meters, and came to the door of a blue brick house.

"Hello, I'm here to receive the regular salary of the outer disciples. ”

Qin Nan knocked on the door and entered the tiled house.

A middle-aged man in his thirties didn't raise his head, but asked in a cold voice, "Name, cultivation?"

The previous manager of the outer gate, called Zhao Zhijing, was already dead, and he died indirectly at the hands of Qin Nan, which was killed by Qin Nan, but it was not killed by Qin Nan.

"Qin Nan, the fourth stage of the martial artist. Qin Nan said.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he seemed to be a little surprised, and turned his head to stare for a few seconds before he was sure that Qin Nan was a genuine martial artist fourth stage.

He glanced at Qin Nan, took out a thick book, and began to rummage through Qin Nan's name on it.

"Take out the waist card?"

The middle-aged man said expressionlessly, although the outer door is the outer door, but there are still regulations, after all, seven or eight thousand people have to be managed, so everyone has a waist card, as well as information for the record.

Qin Nan put the waist card on the table and gently pushed it over.

"Qin Nan?" The middle-aged man found Qin Nan's record, snorted lightly, and said: "The death of the previous Zhao steward has nothing to do with you, you are guilty of a crime, and you can't receive regular pay." ”

The middle-aged man closed the record book and said to Qin Nan sternly.

"Why? Steward Zhao's death has nothing to do with me, why do you give me a big hat and say that I am guilty?"

Qin Nan was extremely angry, and he didn't even say anything from the Great Buddha Temple, and they dared to casually buckle his hat and condemn him to a guilty body.

"It was written by the previous steward, and that's it on the record, I just do things according to the rules, if you are not convinced, you can go to the manager. ”

This steward is extremely impatient, and his tone is also very rude, in Qin Nan's opinion, he is the same as those guys in the public service department in the previous life, pretending to be on the surface, secretly forming a party for personal gain, and specifically harming the lower-class people.

What Qin Nan hates the most is these dogs who don't eat and don't do good work, in the previous life, they saw all the things in the world and didn't dare to act, this life is different, whoever has a hard fist is the boss.

"Steward Zhao is targeting me, he will definitely scribble on it, you are a new steward, won't you close the case? and let me go to the manager, you grew up eating?" Qin Nan scolded, not giving face at all.

"You little king and eight cubs, you are brave enough to dare to talk to grandpa like this. ”