The True Martial Arts Fantasy Realm is a good place to select disciples and hone disciples in the martial arts academy of Xinglin Villa.

Break into the real martial arts fantasy realm, connect three layers, and become an alchemy attendant.

After connecting the five floors, you can become an introductory disciple.

Even through the tenth floor, for the elite disciples.

Even through the 20th floor, for the inner door, even through the 40th floor, into the Danbang.

Above the fifty-eighth floor, it was the place where the elder-level powerhouses practiced, and for Tang Gu, it was too far away to think about it at all.

This is a special establishment of the Martial Arts Academy to promote the hidden power of Xinglin Villa who does not have much talent in alchemy, but is proficient in martial arts and is willing to protect Xinglin Villa.

If you are outstanding, you can even join the highest organization of the Martial Academy, the Shadow Group, and enjoy extremely high privileges, and only accept the deployment of one person in charge.

On the road of alchemy, Tang Gu could not go.

So...... The only way to find time is to break into this real martial arts fantasy realm. I don't know, what's inside?

With his own strength, even if he can't pass the fifth layer for the first time and become a beginner disciple, I believe that it shouldn't be difficult to pass the third layer and become an alchemy attendant?

Tang Gu thought to himself, before that, it might be a good idea to take time to go to the Liuhe Stele Forest.

In Shiyan Town, he didn't think so, but when he arrived at this Xinglin Villa, Tang Gu had already found that the various exercises, martial arts, and grades he had learned before were a little too low.

In the Liuhe Stele Forest, I don't know if there is an opportunity to find a higher-level exercise or secret technique that suits me......

......

Just returned from the Valley of the Nine Peerless, Tang Gu. Yang Wu and the others had to pretend to be unwell, exhausted, lie in bed during the day, and only then could they quietly go out at night.

Therefore, in these fifteen days, it was impossible for Tang Gu to break into the True Martial Illusion Realm, so he could only cultivate in the room during the day, and then quietly rush to the Liuhe Stele Forest at night.

This night.

The stars sink and the moon is dark, and the light is blurred.

Miscellaneous disciples in the area. A small wooden house flickered. A gray-clothed disciple appeared.

He glanced around, and there was silence, no one was paying attention, and his body moved. The whole person had disappeared like a puff of gray smoke.

A moment later.

In the forest of Liuhe steles. Apricot blossoms fall. A disciple meditated silently with his eyes closed. Like a stone statue.

A gray shadow, flashing like a light smoke, appeared in the apricot forest, and he looked around for a moment, and came to a quaint stone tablet with no people.

Jing Li stared for a long time, and the gray shadow's face couldn't help but be stunned, because he found that these stone tablets were very similar to the huge cyan stone tablets in front of the Qiudao Martial Arts Courtyard in Shiyan Town.

"The sun and the moon are landscapes, the movement and stillness are suitable, the natural character, the realm of life, the line is as you like, and the peak of the martial realm. ”

Gray Shadow didn't know what was in mind, and muttered a few mysterious mantras that no one could understand, looking stunned.

After a while, he seemed to come back to his senses, his eyes moved, and suddenly, like the other disciples, he sat down cross-legged in front of the stone tablet, closed his eyes, and silently realized.

On the stele, there is no text or pattern, but it contains a strange charm of the avenue, as long as you close your eyes, you can feel it.

However, after several hours, the gray shadow still had nothing to gain, and when he glanced to the east, the dawn was already dawning.

His eyes moved, and he swept over the ascetic disciples who had been sitting cross-legged next to him, and he didn't know how long he had been there, and suddenly stood up, and with a slight sweep, he had already passed through the forest, and after a while, the figure had disappeared.

Not far from him, under an ancient stone tablet with half a corner missing, a woman in apricot clothes with a cold and lonely temperament and a cherry shirt suddenly raised her head, opened her eyes, and glanced in the direction where the gray shadow left, with a slight doubt in her eyes.

But after a few moments, she closed her eyes again, forgot about herself and entered a strange artistic conception.

Time is like water, day and night in the blink of an eye.

Another night is coming.

The gray shadow appeared again, this time, he appeared on the left side of the apricot woman, under a small, delicate cyan stone tablet, and sat down cross-legged again.

However, after a whole night, he seemed to have gained nothing, sighed with some regret, and at the moment when the sun was about to appear, he swept away again.

The apricot woman opened her eyes again.

On the third day, on the fourth day, it was still the same.

Until the fifth day.

On this night, the gray shadow appeared in front of a very mottled black stone tablet that had been washed away by the wind and rain.

The black stele was much older than the others, stunning, with a strange dove figure on it, and red eyes, though half mutilated.

Gray Shadow sat down under the stone tablet and remained motionless, when suddenly, his body trembled, and large beads of sweat broke down on his forehead.

"Huh!"

A light sigh came from the mouth of the apricot-clothed woman next to her, she opened her eyes, glanced in the direction where the gray shadow was, and muttered: "I actually comprehended the ancient technique of drinking dove fingers, it seems that this kid is not so useless!"

"But...... He was dressed in gray, and he looked like a most ordinary miscellaneous disciple. Miscellaneous disciples, is there anyone willing to come and comprehend the ancient skills on these stone tablets?"

"Hehe, see how long he can hold on......"

The apricot woman closed her eyes, fell into an ethereal realm again, and gradually forgot about her body, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes swept away, only to find that the gray shadow that appeared last night had disappeared again.

Under the black stele, it was empty.

"Gone again?"

The apricot woman frowned slightly, but then she was relieved.

"Although comprehending the essence of finger skills is to hone in the artistic conception for as long as possible, it is no wonder that he is just a miscellaneous disciple, and he has to complete tasks during the day, so he has to leave. ”

"But a disciple with such a talent is actually just a miscellaneous disciple, it's strange...... I wonder if he went to the Martial Arts Academy to break through the True Martial Illusion Realm, or if he broke through, but he didn't get through?"

......

Dusk, and dusk again.

This is already the evening of the seventh day when Tang Gu, Yang Wu and others have returned from the Nine Peerless Valley.

The sun had shed its heat and became warm and weak, and was about to fall into the distant mountains.

Twilight clouds. The crows returned to their nests, and the lake in the distance, sparkling and scaly, also brought a touch of gold.

Miscellaneous Disciple Zone.

In Tangu's cabin, he was sitting cross-legged, and in his mind, the figure of a dove kept spinning and changing......

And finally, all graphics. Reduced to a black finger. Tap it out gently.

Suddenly, the void rippled, cracking like a mirror, and a boulder was in the distance. Boom. Suddenly shattered. Turned into dust and sprinkled with dust.

Tang Gu is the one who will quietly go out alone in the dead of night these days. Go to the Liuhe Stele Forest to learn the gray shadow of martial arts.

In the past few days, he has changed several stone tablets, most of which have no response, and only this one has made him comprehend a high-level fingering technique called "drinking dove finger".

According to Tang Gu's guess, the ancient technique fingering of this "drinking dove finger" should be at least ranked in the middle of the third grade according to the current martial arts level.

Although the three-grade medium finger skills may not be anything among the disciples of the entire Xinglin Villa, for a miscellaneous disciple like Tang Gu, who was born in Shiyan Town and has a humble status, it is already a rare and valuable and very high-level fingering.

After all, the highest exercises that Tang Gu had been exposed to in the past were only second-grade extremes, and they were still remnants.

This is the first time he has come into contact with the exercises above the third grade, so he cherishes this stone tablet fingering technique that he only touched, and he has been practicing in secret for the past few days, day and night, and he is very diligent.

And under his diligent and penance, this drinking dove fingering method that is very suitable for him, Tang Gu has gradually shed his youthfulness and slowly entered the entry realm.

Further up is the realm of profundity.

However, this night, he was destined to not be able to go to the Liuhe Stele Forest to cultivate as usual, because ...... In his induction, he had waited for several days of revenge, and finally in the evening of this day, it came quietly.

Tang Gu opened his gaze.

Through the cracks exposed by the wooden windows, Tang Gu saw from a distance that dozens of miscellaneous disciples, led by seven or eight disciples, were walking towards his house with a mixed pace.

The leader is the nephew of Yan Wangxiao, who is obese, like a fat pig, and the master of the miscellaneous palace.

-- In the middle of the fifth turn of the airway, the "black devil hand" gained five.

The other person is the cousin of Yan Wangxiao, the master of the miscellaneous palace with an ugly face and a wasp in the early stage of the fifth turn of the airway, the "ugly abacus" wasp.

The four or five people who followed them were mostly in the late stage of the fourth turn of the airway, or the peak of the fourth turn of the airway.

Only the rearmost group of people may not even have four turns in the airway, and most of them only have three turns, or about the middle of the third turn.

These people should have been called by them to watch the play, to see how he ravaged us and used it to establish his authority?

The corners of Tang Gu's mouth flashed with a slightly strange smile.

"Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time, just ......"

With a gesture of his hand, he untied a spirit beast bag from his waist, opened it, and hung it on the side of the door.

Then, I pressed the unknown mechanism, and at the gate, a wooden sign suddenly fell, hanging high on the side, very eye-catching.

Tang Gu's body moved, and the whole person had turned into a puff of gray smoke, drifting out of the back window, and then disappeared in an instant.

At this time, Fei Wu and the others finally walked to the door of Tanggu's cabin.

They didn't hide their bodies at all, and as they walked, they talked and laughed loudly.

"Teach Whom First?"

The ugly young wasp looked gloomy: "First teach that newcomer, a new beginner, the boy with a fluted head, who actually dared to ruin my big plan, almost made us a laughing stock, I don't teach him a good lesson, I don't know how thick the sky is." ”

"Well, let's teach him a lesson first. Find Yang Wu, Qiu Wanhong, Xi Yushan again, this time, if I don't beat them to cry and call my mother, I will regret it for the rest of my life, I will not be surnamed Wang. ”

The ugly young man's voice said in a gloomy voice: "Hehe, at this time, they should be lying on the bed, weak, weak, and cold sweat on their foreheads...... At this time......"

As soon as he said this, everyone else immediately burst into laughter, obviously they could already imagine the tragic situation of those people, schadenfreude, and excitement.

At this time, they walked to the gate of Tanggu and were about to kick the door, but they couldn't help but be stunned.

Everyone stared at the front of Tanggu Gate in a daze, abruptly nailed a huge wooden tablet, on which four huge ancient characters were written in blood-red font: "Do not enter beekeeping!"

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ps: second update. (To be continued......)