Sendo-in early the next morning.

Wu Qingfeng stood in the martial arts hall, explaining the essentials of strength to these new disciples one move at a time.

Because Ye Qing was old, he and Su Xiang were in the last row.

Bang bang......

The fist wind is whistling, and the agility is sharp.

These beginner disciples, except for Ye Qing, the rest have more or less a cultivation foundation.

Among the disciples who came to participate in this year's introductory selection, the person with the highest cultivation was Liu Ziyi, who was killed by Heijiao. He is the seventh level of the Xuan Dynasty, and now among the disciples who have just joined, the highest cultivation level is only the fifth level of the Xuan Dynasty.

It was Wan Feiyu who stopped him on the road at noon yesterday and spit on the ground.

This kid didn't say anything for nothing yesterday.

With his five-fold cultivation in the Xuan Realm, to play the dragon and snake bone refining fist in the Flying Spirit Xuan Jue, it is naturally a combination of waist and hips, one move and one style are without mistakes, the fist wind is howling, and the air is shaking.

But the more this is the case, the more unwilling Wan Feiyu becomes.

I, Wan Feiyu, am the person with the highest cultivation among the disciples in this class, and I deserve to be rewarded with the Seven Treasures Golden Sword.

Now this treasure has been rewarded to someone else without waiting for three months to be over, which is the most infuriating thing in the world.

When he saw that Ye Qing didn't even meet the basic position in one move, this anger reached its peak.

"Top flat, shoulders flat, feet flat, body flat!" A loud shout resounded throughout the room, and the sharp-eyed Wu Qingfeng walked in the center of the martial arts hall, and suddenly, he kicked on the leg of a thin disciple in the front row, and directly kicked him to the head.

"The body is swaying, what about the strength of the waist? Did you not eat in the morning?" Wu Qingfeng scolded.

"Yes, yes, Chair. The thin disciple hurriedly got up, not daring to say a word more.

"Stop now, waste. Wu Qingfeng's eyebrows were upside down, and his face was full of anger: "What I warned you, I shouldn't have heard it today, right?"

"Look at you one by one, what kind of bullshit are you practicing? Fists are not fists, feet are not feet, and in every move and style, it is full of the shadows of those rubbish and waste exercises. ”

"Wan Feiyu, come out. ”

"Chair Lord. Wan Feiyu respectfully ran to the front.

"What exercises did you practice before?" Wu Qingfeng said in a cold voice.

"This ......" Wan Feiyu hesitated, a cultivation technique can be said to be the most valuable wealth of a family. In order to protect the practice to the greatest extent, many families even have the bad habit of passing on the male to the female.

Because a woman is going to get married, it is difficult to teach her husband and children after she learns.

"Songhe Wanshou Fist, isn't it?"

Wan Feiyu nodded with some difficulty.

"A very good rubbish exercise. Wu Qingfeng patted Wan Feiyu on the shoulder: "Songhe Wanshou Quan has been practiced to the fullest, and you can reach the eightfold realm of entering the Xuan, but you can never think of practicing to the ninth golden body realm." Because it doesn't have a bone refining method, a book that doesn't even have a bone refining method to turn a golden body, isn't it rubbish?"

"If you want to become an immortal, you have to have a bone refining method. Wu Qingfeng paused word by word: "If it is tomorrow, there will still be the shadows of those garbage exercises in the moves you practice." I don't mind using extraordinary means to get you to break this bad habit. ”

Ye Qing stood behind, smiling like a cormorant.

It turns out that the deeper the kung fu practice, the more difficult it is to get rid of the shadow of the previous exercises, which is the same as the abstract teacher to learn Chinese painting.

Su Xiang looked at where Ye Qing was smiling very thief, and said mercilessly: "Big brother, if someone enters the Xuan Fivefold Realm, it's no problem to beat you a hundred." ”

"Wait and see. Ye Qing said with a smile.

Today's class ended a little early, Ye Qing held the jade plaque in his hand, walked out of the Giant Spirit Sect, and ran towards the city at the bottom of the mountain.

The range of activities of new disciples is limited, and the city at the bottom of the mountain, which is crowded with strange shops, is the only lively place to go.

Ye Qing was going to write a letter to his Lao Tzu.

The city at the foot of the mountain has no name on the city tower, but the old disciples in the sect like to call it Lingbao City. There were many outer disciples who had no hope of stepping into the spiritual void realm, as well as speculative merchants, who opened various shops and treasure pavilions inside. There are also disciples of the inner sect of the Giant Spirit Sect who sit in it, operating the Danyaotang Post Station and maintaining law and order in the city along the way.

Entering the city from the north gate of the city, Ye Qing walked to the most prosperous area in the center of the city. There is a majestic pavilion that covers an extremely large area and is dozens of feet high.

This is the core industry of the Giant Spirit Sect in the city, in addition to setting up a post station for the disciples in the door to pass on family letters, there is also a place where the boss specializes in selling pills, collecting windfalls for the Giant Spirit Sect.

As a benefit for outer disciples, you can send a letter home every month, and your family can also send some things. After all, while cultivating immortals, disciples also have to live, and it is impossible for the Giant Spirit Sect to be all-encompassing and prepare everything that the disciples use.

The content of the letter is simple.

In addition to telling him that Lao Tzu had worshiped the cow, he opened his mouth to ask for money.

When he left home, Ye Qing didn't bring a dime, nor did he bring the pill and the red gold scales. Now it's time to officially join the sect and fight for financial resources.

After sending the letter, Ye Qing, who had no money in his pocket, went to a bookstore called [Xianshufang] to take a turn.

Knowledge is the primary productive force, and Ye Qing, who is seriously lacking in knowledge of cultivating immortals, urgently needs a large number of relevant books to recharge.

The Giant Spirit Sect has its own library building, and there are countless books, but they have to be returned within a few days of borrowing, like some popular books, which are still difficult to borrow. So Ye Qing wanted to see if there was anything he needed here, and when the money at home arrived, he would come over and buy it directly.

There were not many customers in the Immortal Book Workshop, and a few of them were old disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect wearing black robes. The rest are all disciples of other sects who are dressed very exaggeratedly and have long hair.

Looking at their dresses of killing Matt, Ye Qing directly classified them into the wild small sect in his heart.

"Shopkeeper, is there a book about the detailed introduction of demon beasts and spirit beasts?"

"There are ~ those who fly in the sky, those who run on the ground, and I swim in the sea. The fat shopkeeper, who had more than a dozen jade cards of various colors hanging on his waist, immediately greeted him with a smile: "Objectively, do you want books or books?"

"Book Jane?" Ye Qing thought to himself, could it be a book made of bamboo chips?

Another young bird who had just started, the shopkeeper had jelly beans as sweet in his heart, but his face was amiable: "There are two kinds of books, one is an ordinary book." The other is a master of the craft, who uses mana to engrave the words into the books in the jade plate. ”

"Quick, take the second one. ”

The fat shopkeeper casually took off a jade card from his waist: "Huh~ Close your eyes and carefully sense the book in your hand." ”

At first, Ye Qing was worried about whether his poor sensing ability could work, but as soon as he closed his eyes, it was like coming to a movie theater to watch a three-dimensional movie.

"Ten Thousand Demon Spectrum"

The Twelve Demons.

The spirit beast of the world.

Savage xenos.

Tigers, leopards, lions and bears.

Worms, snakes, foxes, lynxes.

Dozens of eyes appeared in front of Ye Qing's eyes, and he set his mind to visualize a catalog at will. Immediately, there are pictures and texts that alternate between light and shadow, introducing the living habits of this species, the valuable parts, as well as the dangers and weaknesses.

"Why is it all running on the ground?" Ye Qing's expression was very excited, it was amazing, a small piece of jade plate could hold so much information.

"The others are a bit pricey. The fat shopkeeper smiled like a fox: "We still have blank jade slips for sale, and I can help you compile and carve any books you want." ”

"How expensive?" Ye Qing subconsciously covered the position of his wallet, only to find that he had found a small porcelain bottle, which contained the thirteen detoxification pills given by Wu Qingfeng, and one of his own.

"One hundred taels of gold for the Ten Thousand Demon Spectrum, one hundred taels of gold for the Seven Sea Demon Beast Record, and one for the Nine Heavens Feather Demon Record, two hundred taels of gold. ”

"Why don't you grab it?" Ye Qing looked at the shopkeeper's eyes, just like looking at a nervous disorder, and the three books were briefly five hundred taels of gold.

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