() "The elder is angry, the kid's name is Mu Qing, he was entering the sect yesterday, he doesn't know the rules of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and I hope the elder won't be like the kid. Mu Qing hurriedly bent down and said respectfully.

When the old man heard this, his expression softened slightly, and he said: "Okay, if you are a first-time offender, the old man will not have the same knowledge as you, and there are only two ways to choose exercises in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the first is that you can choose an exercise for the first time in the sect, and the second is that those who have contributed to the sect can choose exercises." ”

When the old man finished speaking, Mu Qing suddenly remembered the jade plate that Mo Dao gave him before he came out, and then quickly took out the jade plate from his arms, and respectfully handed it to the old man and said: "Elder, this is the jade plate given to the kid by the family teacher, and he said that with his jade card, you can choose two exercises." ”

The old man took the jade card, looked at it for a while, his face became worse and worse, and in the end, his face was flushed with anger, but it was not good to get angry in front of the juniors, and then threw the jade card to Mu Qing and said: "Okay, you can take this jade card, you can choose two exercises in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the time is three hours, if you don't choose the exercises during this period, you will also be teleported, if you choose a good exercise, let the old man take a look, and then tell your master, Lao Tzu does not owe him favors." ”

With that, the old man closed his eyes again and continued to meditate.

A hundred years ago, a genius was born in the Hundred Refining Sect, and he created the Hundred Refining Sutra to lead the sect to sweep hundreds of large and small sects around, and its clearing exercises can be said to be thousands, and there are countless various exercises in it, which are quietly placed on the wooden shelves.

"Wow, isn't this all exercises, that's too much. Mu Qing looked at the endless sea of books, his mouth grew involuntarily, and his heart was shocked, such a large scripture pavilion, just looking at it, the sense of space was enough to give people a shock to their hearts, not to mention that there were countless exercise books in this room.

He walked to the nearest wooden frame, picked up a book of exercises called "Three Stacked Waves", and read it slowly, but after only reading the first one, he couldn't look down, as if there was a hidden force blocking him from looking down.

After thinking for a while, Mu Qing put down the exercises in his hand and continued to pick up another exercise, he understood that this was the formation of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to prevent him from looking down, in order to prevent the hostile sect from stealing the learning, and also to prevent the disciples from being too greedy to master a variety of exercises, thus going to destruction.

"Wan Magnet True Body, such a domineering name, I don't know how to cultivate. Mu Qing's eyes lit up, and he suddenly saw a book on the shelf, and as soon as he grabbed it, he took the book off the shelf, opened the first page of the book, and looked at it carefully.

"Wan Magnetic True Body, as the name says, absorbs the magnetic power of the world and integrates it into my own body, so that I can transform myself, but I myself am not suitable for cultivation. Mu Qing shook his head and continued to search.

"En?Thousand Absolute Sword Technique, although this set of sword techniques is domineering, but it takes endless years to refine the sword intent, I haven't even stepped into the door of cultivating immortals now, although the sword technique is good, I don't use a sword~~"

"Dead wood is springy?hmm~~ This exercise is the most suitable for people who are close to longevity to practice, and I don't need it, but it is just right for my parents to give them cultivation when they are older. ”

Mu Qing put down the dead wood in his hand and took a deep look at the location, so that he would have the opportunity to practice for his parents in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the future, and then he continued to walk to the next bookshelf.

"Chiyang energy, after practicing to the fullest, can melt gold fossils, and the red yang energy released from the body makes the bearer worse than dead, which is very poisonous. Mu Qing looked at it

Glancing at the name, he immediately shook his head.

At this time, he found that such a large Tibetan Scripture Pavilion could not be read for a year, and the elder gave him three hours to select exercises, which was a stroke of luck. Thinking about it, Mu Qing's pace couldn't help but speed up a lot, and Mu Qing also took a brief look at the exercises, and if he thought it was suitable, he left it and put it back directly, and read the next book.

"The name is good, but only the earth spirit root can cultivate, and it is like a chicken rib to me. ”

"Spirit snake eight methods, forget it, I don't like snakes. ”

"Blood Divine Skill, does the Hundred Refining Sect still allow disciples to cultivate Demon Skill?" Mu Qing shook his head, "The Demon Dao is thirsty for killing, and usually cultivates with all things as nourishment, and the techniques are extremely cruel, so I'm afraid this Blood Divine Skill is the same." With that, he put the Blood God Skill in his hand back on the bookshelf.

At this time, Mu Qing sighed lightly.

I saw a blood-red light suddenly pass in front of my eyes, and the blood-red light kept shuttling in the wooden frame, which was extremely conspicuous, but in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the depths of the Scripture Pavilion without a trace.

When Mu Qing saw this, he thought for a moment and immediately walked to the depths of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, wanting to see what that blood-red light was.

The more he walked inside, the fewer the bookshelves, and the more precious the exercises, after Mu Qing walked through dozens of rows of bookshelves, the exercises went from a row of dozens of books to a row of several books, and after a few simple glances along the way, he lost the mood to continue to look down.

Because none of these exercises are suitable for him, the requirements for spiritual roots are very high, and specific spiritual roots are required to cultivate, just like the Heavenly Desolation Recipe just now.

"This is where the red glow disappears. Mu Qing stood in front of a very dilapidated bookshelf, looking at the front with a puzzled look, it was hard to imagine that the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the dignified Immortal Cultivation Sect could have such a broken bookshelf.

The bookshelf exuded a smell of rotten wood, covered with very thick dust, and a book of exercises lay quietly on it, if it weren't for Mu Qing's sharp eyes, I am afraid that he would not be able to see this book of exercises covered by dust.

He picked up the exercise, gently shook the dust on it, and three big scarlet characters appeared in front of him, and the red font was like the red mangs that disappeared.

"The Book of Ten Thousand Killings"

Mu Qing contemplated, looked through the Ten Thousand Killing Sutra, and suddenly a heaven-killing and earth-shattering aura gushed out from it, and in a trance, he saw the sky stained red with blood, the dense corpses on the ground, and the rivers formed by the accumulation of blood were flowing slowly.

Call!

Mu Qing exhaled heavily, and suddenly closed the Ten Thousand Killing Sutras, and then the earth-shattering aura disappeared, as if it had never appeared, but the throbbing in his heart did not subside for a long time, proving that it was not an illusion.

"Evil Skill!"

This is the first feeling that this Ten Thousand Killings Sutra gave him, if it weren't for the evil skill, how could there be such a bad aura, Mu Qing looked down at the Ten Thousand Killings Sutra in his hand for a while, and he couldn't make a choice, although he didn't look at the content inside, but he could emit this evil qi, which was enough to see that this exercise was extraordinary.

"Three hours have come. ”

Just as Mu Qing was hesitating whether to use this exercise, an old voice sounded in his head, and an irresistible teleportation force appeared from nothingness, enveloping Mu Qing's body in an instant.

"Oh no, time

How did it go so fast. Mu Qing was startled, he couldn't hesitate so much, he decisively took the Ten Thousand Killings Sutra into his arms, and then his eyes swept around, and when he saw a book of exercises with fire characters, he didn't even want to think about it and directly stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

At this moment, the teleportation was completed instantly, and a huge suction force sucked his whole person in, and then appeared in front of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Mu Qing slowly opened his eyes, and a feeling of dizziness spread throughout his brain in an instant.

Vomit!

Mu Qing retched on to the trees on the side for a long time, and after vomiting everything he ate in the morning, the dizziness in his brain subsided most of it.

"Boy, show your exercises to the old man. At this time, the old man sitting on the boulder said with a smile.

Mu Qing wiped his mouth, and after handing over the two exercises to the old man, he stood aside in a regular manner, looking at the old man's smile with his spare eyes, and always felt that there was schadenfreude in this smile.

"Boy, did you find this exercise in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion?" the old man's expression suddenly became serious when he took the Ten Thousand Killings Sutra and smiled.

Mu Qing didn't know why, so he had to tell the old man how he found this book, but he hid the blood-red light.

The old man nodded when he heard this, and then handed over the two exercises to Mu Qing and said, "The exercises have spirits, and you have to find those who are destined." After that, the old man continued to close his eyes and recuperate, ignoring Mu Qing.

After respectfully performing a disciple salute, Mu Qing took the two exercises and turned to leave.

"It's strange, the old man has been guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion here for more than two hundred years, why don't you know that there is a book of Ten Thousand Killings Sutra exercises in it, it's really strange. Looking at Mu Qing's departing back, the old man muttered a few words.

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After selecting the exercises, Mu Qing went directly to greet Mo Dao.

At this time, Mo Dao was still standing in the courtyard, his posture did not change at all, and seeing Mu Qing's arrival, he said indifferently: "After choosing the exercises, remember not to be in a hurry, the heart is not strong, the power of the master is strong, but it is empty." ”

Mu Qing nodded yes when he heard this, and said, "Apprentice, remember the master's teachings. ”

Mo Dao nodded, took out a talisman and waved it, and the talisman suddenly lit up in midair, and then appeared on Mu Qing's body.

Mo Dao pointed to the water tank on the side, and said: "This spell is called the gravity talisman, as long as the spiritual power does not disperse, the gravity will always continue, and it will automatically adjust with the strength of the body, from today onwards, you will pick five hundred buckets of water at the bottom of the mountain, fill this big tank, if you can't pick five hundred buckets of water every day or take a trick, double it tomorrow, as for the rest of the time, make yourself a house." ”

Mu Qing glanced at Mo Daozhi's water tank, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "This water tank can hold ten buckets of water at most, but Master asked me to pick five hundred buckets." ”

"From today onwards!" Mo Dao raised his eyelids and said casually.

"This... Mu Qing glanced up at the sky, hurriedly took the bucket, and ran down the mountain.

The distance between the creek and the wooden house is not particularly far, but the mountain road is very steep, different from the mountain road that is often stepped on, this mountain road is a layer of dirt stairs, and you have to pass through the sect square, where the disciples of the sect are most dense, to get water from the stream.