The Mangshan School's Sutra Hall is as high as six floors, each of which is huge in area. Rows of bookshelf more than ten feet high are arranged in an orderly manner, and countless secrets of martial arts are placed on it. These secrets of martial arts come from the accumulation of more than ten thousand years of accumulation of martial arts. In addition to the records of jade slips, there are also paper, silk, cloth, animal skins, and even tortoise shells, beast bones, bamboo slips, wooden sticks, and all the records of martial arts. The materials are strange and difficult to count.

Ye Pengfei is still a mortal, and he cannot use matter-control techniques like those monks to obtain the secrets of high places for martial arts. But he just took a look casually and didn't have to work hard to find things from high places.

After a while of random reading, Ye Pengfei gradually realized that most of the records of jade slips, paper, silk, and cloth were complete secrets of martial arts, while those recorded with animal skins, bones, bamboo slips and wooden sticks were mostly obtained from ancient times or in wilderness, which were basically incomplete.

So Ye Pengfei gave up these incomplete things and did not waste time. He used his spiritual sense to read jade slips, and specially picked up paper books to read.

He didn't look at the big books for refining alchemy, refining weapons, and making talismans. He was just a newcomer to cultivation and could not be too ambitious. As for the formations, mechanisms, and puppet books with complex lines and unique symbols, Ye Pengfei did not make any effort to study them. If his cultivation level has not reached that level, don't mess around.

After being eliminated like this, although the collection of books in the Sutra Hall was as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, Ye Pengfei was willing to read them carefully but not many of them. So, he soon found a spell that he was very interested in.

"The spiritual root concealment technique can hide the spiritual root potential for a long time by using it once."

"Note: Cultivators who have not reached the Nascent Soul realm cannot directly view other people's spiritual roots. Only those who need to be wary of cultivators in the Nascent Soul realm and above are suitable for learning this spell."

The more arrogant the person is, the more susceptible he is to attack. The more genius the person is, the more likely he is to fall. Although Ye Pengfei is only fifteen years old, he has a wealthy family and has read many books. He still understands these principles. His spiritual roots are so strong that he can inspire the head of the Mangshan Sect to destroy the whole family. It is impossible to guarantee that this evil spiritual root will cause him any major disaster in the future. Since there is such a spell, it would be great.

The old saying goes well, it is a blessing to keep a low profile!

Ye Pengfei thought this way and found an empty place and started practicing.

Ye Pengfei didn't know that practicing in the Sutra Hall is not allowed. This rule is easy to understand. If someone is practicing and throwing out a fireball, a whirlwind or something, they will not ruin these books.

But the problem is that Dongfang Aotian did not tell Ye Pengfei this rule, and Wei Changqing was busy building relationships first, but then was frightened by Ye Pengfei's evil qualifications and forgot to give advice. Therefore, Ye Pengfei did not realize that he had violated the rules at all.

The entire Sutra Hall was filled with huge dust-proof beads, and the ground was very clean. Ye Pengfei sat on the ground and began to concentrate on studying this little book.

Soon, a disciple patrolling in the Sutra Hall saw this scene. He was about to go over and drink, but before he could speak, he was stopped.

"Brother, you want to die, how dare you care about his business?"

"What's his origin? Isn't he just a mortal? I'm afraid he's just a new disciple who just started. It seems that he's fifteen or sixteen years old, and he hasn't even entered the Qi Refining Stage. How capable can he have."

"Tsk, you don't know this, he came in with the Iron Order of the Law Enforcement Hall!"

"Damn, the background is so awesome? But even so, he can't practice here, if..."

"Nothing is wrong! I saw Elder Wei accompanying him there to practice the secrets of magical skills. Even Elder Wei doesn't dare to care about him, so how dare you, kid?"

"I dare not, I dare not, thank you for your advice, thank you..."

Even the patrol disciples in the Sutra Hall dared not care about it, and the monks from other places would not care about it. On the contrary, everyone tried to stay away from Ye Pengfei, fearing that if Ye Pengfei made any big mistakes, he would be pulled out to the jar.

However, these people don’t want to be too far away. Everyone is curious about what this mortal boy with a mysterious origin wants to practice in this Sutra Hall?

Of course, Ye Pengfei didn't know that his behavior caused a small storm in the Sutra Hall, and a large number of people watching the fun were gathered in the distance. It seemed that these onlookers didn't know that the spell that Ye Pengfei was practicing actually wouldn't make any big mistakes. It was neither an attack-type spell nor a defensive spell, nor a common auxiliary spell. In a word, this is a garbage thing that no one would practice.

You should know that it would be good if the spiritual root potential of an ordinary monk is thirty or forty. Very few of them are over forty, and even none of them are over sixty. Who has nothing to do when they are full and have nothing to do to hide their spiritual roots? Even if they are open to everyone for visiting, they will not cause any storms.

Only a guy with a talented and evil nature like Ye Pengfei is worried that his top-quality spiritual roots will cause something bad. In fact, although there are many disciples of the Mangshan Sect, they have been in the establishment of the sect for a long time, but there is not a single disciple like Ye Pengfei.

In any case, Ye Pengfei began to practice his first spell in his life. No matter how trash this spell was, he had already practiced it with great interest.

Although he is a terrifying person, as a new cultivator, no one is there to give him any advice. Ye Pengfei always has some bumps and bumps in his life when practicing the first spell in his life, which is not so easy. What's more, although this spell is trash, it is not easy to practice. If he insists on setting a difficulty level, only monks at the fifth and sixth level of Qi refining can master it more quickly. So, in front of everyone, Ye Pengfei spent more than two hours studying. He was hungry in the middle, and he took out a piece of cold steamed bun from his arms and chewed it with relish.

Ye Pengfei read books with relish, but his eyes were sore when he stared at the person he looked at.

"Damn, what is this kid practicing? Why can't I feel the fluctuation of spiritual energy?"

"Who knows, look at him staying for so long. I'm afraid this magic is not easy to practice. We'll take it here later."

"It makes sense! Those who hold the Iron Order of the Law Enforcement Hall are definitely not ordinary people, and those who can let Elder Wei train themselves are definitely not ordinary people. Spells that can be practiced for several hours are definitely not ordinary people. Even if we can't practice them, it's good to see them open your eyes."

This senior brother from the ninth level of Qi Refining was rigorous and impeccable, which made everyone nod and argue. The group of people waited patiently for more than an hour, and finally waited until Ye Pengfei smiled on his face, put the little book back in place, and left the stairs and left. Only then did he rush over with the spirit of fighting for the best spiritual weapons.

Spirit root concealment technique?

The words were clearly written in black and white. Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, staring at you, staring at you with big eyes, and were all stunned. After a long time, everyone spoke in unison and cursed angrily.
Chapter completed!