"Which one to choose?"

Ye Yong in the Hall of Transmission of Gong thought with a thoughtful face, and at this moment in front of him was a bookshelf, on which there were dozens of exercises.

He had already successfully washed his muscles and cut the marrow, so he naturally needed to choose a book of cultivation exercises here.

Originally, he had a Nai He Sutra in his body, but it seemed that he couldn't contact it at all at present, and the minimum standard for cultivating this exercise was also in the middle stage, which also made him a little depressed.

But because of this, he is also more sure that the extraordinary Nai He Jing will give him unexpected surprises in the future!

"That crape myrtle is good, you might be able to try it."

Just as Ye Yong was thinking, an old voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Ye Yong turned his head, his face changed at that time, and he hurriedly saluted: "I've seen the second elder."

However, the other party didn't seem to want to say much, and walked forward silently, as if what he said just now was not what he said.

Ye Yong scratched his head a little embarrassed, but thinking about the temper of the second elder, he was relieved, and then his gaze fell on the Ziwei Imperial Star Sutra.

"Ziwei, the head of the stars, is extremely noble, and the power of the stars dominates the Zhou Tian Star Dou......"

The more Ye Yong looked at it, the brighter his eyes became, if everything was as described in the preface of the exercises, this crape myrtle scripture could be said to be a top-notch exercise.

After watching it for a long time, Ye Yong couldn't help but smile a little bitterly: "No wonder, it turned out to be a fragment, with only the first two layers of exercises."

At first, he was puzzled, how could such an exercise be placed on the first layer of ordinary exercises, it turned out to be a fragment.

However, these two layers of exercises were enough for him to cultivate to the middle stage of the first stage, and then he would be able to cultivate the Immeasurable Sutra.

After making up his mind, Ye Yong took the crape myrtle scripture in his arms and strode out of the Gong Transmission Hall.

After he left, the second elder walked out inside, staring blankly at the direction he was leaving, not knowing what he was thinking.

Of course, Ye Yong didn't know all this, and at this moment he was running towards Yunqi's courtyard.

In Penglai Pavilion, Yun Qi is the existence of a top disciple, so he can have a courtyard alone, unlike him who lives in a dormitory.

When he first learned the exercises, the first thing he thought of was to let Yun Qi give him guidance, which would save him a lot of detours and set foot in the ranks of martial artists as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, his mood couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed, and there was a smile on his face that he hadn't seen before.

However, this smile didn't last long, because there were a few uninvited guests standing in front of him, led by Qin Lin!

Ye Yong's face was a little ugly, and a sinister aura flashed in his eyes unconsciously, but he quickly suppressed it, because he knew that he had to endure it now!

So he continued to put on a smile and said respectfully: "Several divisions...".

However, before he could finish speaking, he only felt a huge pain in his chest, and his body was already in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem..."

This kick Qin Lin used his true qi, where could Ye Yong resist, he only felt that this kick had made his internal organs displace.

Qin Lin immediately laughed when he saw him spitting blood, and the gang of followers behind him were also incomparable, looking at him with mockery in their eyes.

"Tsk",

Qin Lin walked over in a few steps, squatted in front of Ye Yong, and patted his immature face with his hand.

"Don't rely on Yunqi to come back, we can't do anything to you, Penglai Pavilion is not a genius for him, and remember, stay away from Yunlan in the future!phew!"

A mouthful of spit was spit on Ye Yong's body, and Qin Lin couldn't help but laugh again when he saw his embarrassed appearance.

"Hahaha... Let's go!"

Ye Yong's gaze stayed on their backs until they disappeared.

He slowly got up and swept the dust off his body, then walked forward without saying a word.

He hates, he is angry, he is unwilling!

But now he can't do anything! Relying on Yun Qi, relying on Yun Lan? That is not his own strength after all!

If he wants to survive in this world without being bullied, he can only make everyone jealous and always behind him!

At this moment, his back became lonely, as if all immaturity had faded in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Yong slowly raised his head, Yunqi's courtyard was in front of him, this was the starting point of his path to being a strong man.

Yun Qi, who was practicing his sword in the courtyard, felt that someone was coming, and his eyes stared over, and his originally warm face suddenly became gloomy.

"Who is it"?

Ye Yong didn't answer when he heard this, but took out the crape myrtle scripture in his arms and came to him in a few steps.

Seeing him like this, Yun Qi couldn't help sighing in his heart, this kid was something he watched grow up, and he seemed to be honest but very strong.

He didn't say who did it, he could guess it himself. But he didn't say it, obviously he didn't want to let himself help, he must have planned to take revenge himself.

In this case, Yun Qi didn't want to spoil his mind, so he didn't say more.

His eyes immediately fell on the exercise book in his hand, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"What's wrong, brother"?

Seeing him like this, Ye Yong asked with some puzzlement,

Yun Qi frowned after receiving the exercises: "Ziwei Imperial Star Sutra is a remnant, and it is not easy to cultivate, it is extremely difficult to get started, and no one chooses it at all." ”

After saying this, his eyes looked into the distance and continued: "More importantly, it is rumored that this Crape Myrtle Imperial Star Sutra has some relationship with the Crape Myrtle Xuan in the Four True Sects of the Dao Sect, so no one cultivates to touch their mold."

The cultivation world cherishes their own exercises, and even if there are similar exercises, he thinks that you have plagiarized their achievements.

This is a common problem of all major sects, and it is also a revelation of true human nature.

Ye Yong frowned when he heard this, he never thought that cultivating a remnant would have so many scruples.

However, he is not a half-hearted person, he actually chose, then he has to carry it out to the end, the most critical cultivation of this exercise is only temporary, and he is not so unlucky to meet someone from Ziwei Xuan.

So he spoke: "Please also ask my senior brother to teach me, I am fortunate to have it, and I have lost my life"!

Yun Qi saw the perseverance in Ye Yong's eyes, and the worries in his heart were also thrown away, maybe he could succeed.

It was night, the moon was bright, the stars were shining, and it was late autumn at the moment, adding a bit of coldness.

Ye Yong was dressed in single clothes and crossed his knees in the courtyard of Yunqi, his thin body looked a little petite, but his face was full of determination.

Yun Qi and Yun Lan stood not far away, staring at him with unblinking eyes.

"Senior brother, do you think he will succeed?" Yun Lan, who was dressed in purple, turned his gaze to Yun Qi.

And the other party shook his head and sighed: "It's difficult, Ye Yong's qualifications are not strong, otherwise how could he be fifteen years old to wash his muscles and cut the marrow, and now he has chosen this crape myrtle scripture, I'm afraid it will be ......."

He didn't say it, but the meaning was already self-evident.

Yun Lan also sighed after hearing this, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes......