After Wang Chengfeng and Ge You were full of wine and food, he generously transferred a thousand trial points from the identity card to Ge You, which made Ge You feel confused and thanked Wang Chengfeng for a thousand kindnesses.

Wang Chengfeng, who still had 8,000 trial points, wanted to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to learn martial arts, so he parted ways with Ge You in front of the cave and let Ge You leave.

Ge You received the order, and before leaving, he gave him the two sets of Taoist robes that Bai Duo had prepared for Wang Chengfeng.

As soon as he saw the robe, Wang Chengfeng was not in a hurry to go to the Scripture Pavilion. He wanted to wear the Taoist robe of the inner disciple to go out, so he washed it, changed into a white Taoist robe, and took a picture in front of the bronze mirror before leaving the cave, and the sword came to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Wang Chengfeng found that there was no door in this huge Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

In the corner of this scripture pavilion was a wooden table, and next to the table sat a monk with a yellow face and thick eyebrows, practicing with his eyes closed.

Whether it was from the monk's gray and white robes or the duty of guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Wang Chengfeng could know that this person was the elder of Tianchong Peak, and the only thing he didn't know was which elder's disciple he belonged to.

The elder said it was cultivation, but as soon as Wang Chengfeng came in, he opened his eyes.

Looking at Wang Chengfeng's half-long hair and white robe, the elder looked at it for a long time before he said curiously: "I know the inner disciples of Tianchong Peak, and the generations are a bit chaotic, but the Elder of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion is sure that Wang Chengfeng is new. And those who can become inner disciples as soon as they come must be the disciples of Ram Shun or any elder Tai.

Wang Chengfeng nodded and said, "Yes, I only came here a few days ago. I don't know what Senior Brother's surname is, and which senior's disciple he is?"

The Elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion said: "In Xia Shen Shengrong, he is the second disciple of Elder Songmatai. ”

Wang Chengfeng chuckled in his heart when he heard this, and began to be vigilant against Shen Shengrong from the bottom of his heart.

According to what Ge You said, Lao Ping and Songma have always coveted the position of the peak master of Tianchong Peak, so if this Shen Shengrong knew that he was a disciple of Ram Shunde, he would be very hostile to himself.

"Senior brother, I have reported to my family, which senior disciple are you?" Shen Shengrong asked when he saw Wang Chengfeng thinking in his heart.

Wang Chengfeng said: "Down there are the five disciples of the peak master. ”

"You're a ...... Peak Master's disciple?" Sure enough, as soon as Shen Shengrong heard that Wang Chengfeng was a disciple of Ram Shun, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and then a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "The peak master actually accepted apprentices again, aren't you afraid of making jokes like martial arts disciples again?"

The martial apprentice in Shen Shengrong's mouth is the martial artist in Wang Chengfeng's mouth. Although the name is very magnificent, the deity is a mess. Because he was accepted as a disciple by the ram, his cultivation never rose and he gave up on himself, and became the laughing stock of Taijimen.

If it weren't for the fact that Wang Chengfeng was going to compete with those two miscellaneous disciples a few days later, he would definitely be visiting Wu Ji now.

Even if he didn't visit, Wang Chengfeng was reluctant to let his senior brother be said by Shen Shengrong here, so he sneered: "Hehe, is it? The sky is high and the road is long, and the road ahead is very long, so it is not certain which of us will go far!"

Shen Shengrong smiled contemptuously and said, "The tone is not small, I have seen a lot of people talking like you over the years, but it's just a little more joke!"

Wang Chengfeng didn't bother to talk to him, and went straight to the point: "Dare to ask Senior Brother Shen, how can you enter this Hidden Scripture Pavilion?"

After hearing this, Shen Shengrong said with even more contempt: "Every time you enter the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, you must consume five thousand trial points, and there are only two hours to learn. Then he looked at Wang Chengfeng again and continued: "Don't say that you don't have so many trial points now, even if you can go in, it will be in vain, with your current conditions, you won't be able to learn anything." ”

Wang Chengfeng's face turned and said, "Whether there are trial points and whether you can learn them, you don't have to worry about these Senior Brother Shen." Senior Brother Shen just needs to do his job well and tell me how to enter. ”

"Put your identity jade plate on it and you can pass it in, remember! Before you learn one martial art, you can't flip through other martial arts. After Shen Shengrong finished speaking, he pointed at a machine similar to an ATM machine with even more contempt.

Wang Chengfeng didn't talk nonsense, took out the identity jade card, and put it on directly.

"Inner disciple, Wang Chengfeng. After deducting 5,000 trial points, enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for two hours. ”

Wang Chengfeng only heard the sound of machinery, and then disappeared in Shen Shengrong's surprised eyes. When he reappeared, he was already in the Scripture Pavilion, holding the identity jade plate in his hand.

Wang Chengfeng's soul checked, and sure enough, there were only 3,000 points left. Put away the jade plaque and quickly observe the Zangjing Pavilion.

This Hidden Scripture Pavilion, like the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, has three floors, and the third floor is also something that only the Supreme Elder can go up to.

The first and second layers classify the yellow and Xuan levels according to primary, intermediate, and advanced levels. At the same time, it is also divided into: gold, fire, wood, water, earth, wind, thunder, etc. and general martial arts.

Wang Chengfeng originally wanted to directly flip through the intermediate wood-based martial arts of the Xuan Rank, but he was afraid that he would not waste this precious opportunity if he really learned it. I flipped through a book of yellow-level intermediate-level general martial arts - sticking to the back of the mountain, similar to the over-the-shoulder fall in martial arts, you can take advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness and defeat the enemy with one move when the level is not high and the gap between the two sides is not large.

Wang Chengfeng remembered the martial arts competition three days later, and felt that this martial art could be used, so he read it. A quarter of an hour later, Wang Chengfeng had already practiced very skillfully on the back of the mountain. So, with his self-confidence, he decisively came to the general martial arts and chose a book of Xuan-level primary and intermediate-Baguazhang.

As the saying goes, "Taiji gives birth to two rituals, two rituals give birth to four elephants, and four elephants give birth to gossip". This Bagua palm moves criss-crossed, divided into four positive four corners and eight directions, which coincides with the eight directions of the Bagua, so it is called "Bagua Palm".

Wang Chengfeng wondered, it stands to reason that the Bagua Palm of Taijimen, how can it be said that even if it is not a heavenly level, it is at least an earth level, how can it be an intermediate level of the Xuan level?

"Taichu, do you know what's going on?" Wang Chengfeng said with his divine soul through the spatial ring.

"I'm also wondering, but the Tai Chi Sword and the Wind Chopping Bagua Sword you learned are both Xuan Rank Beginner, and it's not surprising that Baguazhang is Xuan Rank Intermediate. Taichu was speechless again, "Then again, do you still have time to ink?"

Wang Chengfeng didn't have time to think about it, and immediately continued to read. It turned out that this Bagua palm was divided into eight directions like Bagua: Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui, and Wang Chengfeng was immersed in one of them for more than an hour, motionless. After that, he wandered unconsciously, which was the direction of the gossip.

Unconsciously exhaled a palm, and Wang Chengfeng remembered that he was in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. If this palm goes down, I am afraid that it will destroy a lot of martial arts classics. It was too late for Wang Chengfeng to close his palm, so he could only close his eyes helplessly, not daring to think or look at the consequences of this palm.