Xiao Han and A Chou came to the White Jade Square under the Martial Arts Pavilion and stood there.

"Xiao Han, this is the Martial Arts Pavilion." A Chou introduced.

Xiao Han stared with both eyes and saw that the martial arts pavilion was six stories high, with a simple and elegant atmosphere, exuding the flavor of vicissitudes of life and civilization. He couldn't help but nodded repeatedly. "Brother A Chou, there must be countless magical secrets in this martial arts pavilion.

Generations of strong men will come out.”

"Well, our Yunyu Sect's thousands of years of heritage lies in it. Come on, let's go in." A Chou said.

Just then...

An old man in green robes, with an owl face and eagle eyes, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, stepped out directly from the martial arts pavilion.

"Xiao Han, that's Deacon Leng, a strong man in the body-replacement realm. He's the person in charge of this martial arts pavilion. He has a high position. Countless outer disciples and inner disciples all want to please him..." A Chou lowered his voice to Xiao.

Han introduced. Immediately he was stunned, "Uh... Deacon Leng... seems to be walking towards us... this, this, isn't it?"

As soon as A Chou finished speaking, Deacon Leng had already arrived in front of him and Xiao Han.

Immediately, Xiao Han felt a sense of urgency like a mountain pressing down on his body.

"Are you Xiao Han?" Deacon Leng twitched the corner of his mouth and asked Xiao Han. His expression seemed to be pleasant, but there was an imperceptible hint of teasing in his eyes.

"Ah? Yes, the disciple is Xiao Han." Xiao Han nodded quickly. He was confused... I heard from Senior Brother A Chou that this Deacon Leng is an incredible figure, but why did he take the initiative to stop me and ask

My name?

A Chou also stood beside him in confusion, not daring to say a word.

"Oh, Xiao Han, I know you. The person in charge of your peak has informed me about your situation. You came here today to select the secret book of martial arts, right?" Butler Leng narrowed his eyes and said.

"Yes." Xiao Han had no choice but to agree.

"Well, very good. Xiao Han, you are a very good young man. I am very optimistic about you." Deacon Leng nodded repeatedly. "It is not easy for you to be promoted from a living target to an outer disciple and gain access to the palace.

This kind of thing is extremely rare not only in the Yunyu Sect, but even in the five major sects of the Fenghuo Empire. Therefore, I believe that you will become a prosperous person in the future, and it is not impossible for you to even reach the True Qi Realm."

"Uh..." Deacon Leng's tall hat made Xiao Han feel like he was falling into the clouds and completely confused. You know, Xiao Han suffered cold looks, ridicule, and ridicule every day since he entered the outer door. He had never experienced anything like this before.

The cold butler-like admiration in front of me.

However, Xiao Han felt that there was a sense of hypocrisy in what Deacon Leng said.

"What does this guy want to do?" Xiao Han was confused.

"Therefore, I am going to personally introduce to you the rules for selecting martial arts for outer disciples." Deacon Leng said seriously.

Immediately, Deacon Leng glanced at A Chou from the corner of his eye and said indifferently, "You are also here to borrow the secret book of martial arts?"

"Yes, yes, this disciple came here with Junior Brother Xiao Han." A Chou said hurriedly.

"Then go in by yourself." Deacon Leng pushed A Chou away.

"Deacon Leng, this disciple will accompany Junior Brother Xiao Han in after a while." A Chou said with a smile.

"Huh?" A stern look flashed in Deacon Leng's eyes, and he glared at A Chou. "You go in first. I will personally receive Xiao Han and tell him some rules."

A Chou trembled all over and did not dare to disobey, so he had to look at Xiao Han pitifully, and then walked into the martial arts pavilion alone.

Xiao Han felt that things were getting weirder and weirder.

"Xiao Han, listen, I'm going to tell you some of the rules of the Martial Arts Pavilion." Deacon Leng said seriously.

"Deacon Leng, please speak. Disciple, listen." Xiao Han didn't say much. But he was also secretly speculating on what deacon Leng wanted to play.

"Xiao Han, the martial arts pavilion is divided into six floors. The first floor contains the most superficial skills, such as Eagle Claw Kung Fu, Iron Clothes Kung Fu, Iron Sand Palm, Mantis Fist, White Tiger Fist, Wind Step, and Tear Legs

...These lowest-level exercises are provided to disciples like you who have just entered the outer sect to choose from for free."

"And the second level is relatively advanced skills, such as Python Fist, Wind Step, Catkin Flowing Palm, Crazy Demon Claw, Broken Gold Finger Technique, Everlasting Sorrow Kick...and so on. The second level of martial arts skills

, the lethality is terrifying, it is ever-changing, and it requires a certain foundation to practice. Moreover, you need real martial arts coins to select and borrow techniques on the second level."

"The third level contains the secret manuals of weapons and martial arts. Various sword manuals, sword manuals, spear techniques, stick techniques... Our Yunyu Sect has sect rules. Disciples in the sect must practice to reach the marrow refining realm before they can use weapons.

.Weapons are very dangerous things. If you are not well-educated enough, if you use weapons rashly, you will suffer backlash and it will be detrimental to you."

"As for the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels of exercises, you are not at a good level now, so I won't tell you more."

Deacon Leng said slowly.

Immediately, before Xiao Han could react, Deacon Leng changed the topic. "Xiao Han, I think you are an uncut jade with good talent and quality. You will become a great person in his dynasty. You will be promoted to our Yunyu Sect."

Prestige! Therefore, I am going to cultivate you in private." Deacon Leng took a step closer to Xiao Han and deliberately lowered his voice. "Outer disciples only have one chance to borrow the secret book of martial arts for free, and they can only choose the best one on the first floor.

Rudimentary skills. Xiao Han, you are a genius, how can you waste your time on those low-level skills? Isn’t this a waste of natural resources and a waste of your qualifications? Therefore... I have prepared a unique skill for you.

Wonderful feat! As long as you understand it well, your achievements in the future will be limitless! Even becoming invincible in the world is not impossible!"

"What? Unparalleled magic? Invincible?" Xiao Han blurted out. He was so frightened that his hair stood on end. Deacon Leng's words were too colorful, and when he savored them carefully, Xiao Han felt it from his words.

Deep ridicule and teasing. Xiao Han's own family understands his own affairs, where is his talent? Where is his genius? Besides, if he has unparalleled magic, will he still get his turn? Moreover, this 'invincible in the world'

', that's too nonsense.

"Deacon Leng, please stop teasing the disciples." Xiao Han said in a loss of voice.

Xiao Han is not a fool. At this moment, he has guessed some elements of conspiracy from the words and deeds of Deacon Leng.

"Okay, Xiao Han, don't be so self-effacing. I still have a very good eye for judging people." Deacon Leng didn't want to say anything else. He took out a piece of rice paper from his arms and printed several pictures on it.

, and a few simple formulas. "Xiao Han, this is the breathing method for our outer disciples of the Yunyu Sect to refining the internal organs. Take it. Follow these formulas and illustrations to breathe and breathe, temper the internal organs, and then take 'Refining the internal organs.

Pills and other elixirs can officially enter the visceral refining realm and further temper the physical body."

"Oh..." Xiao Han took the rubbing paper and put it in his arms.

Immediately afterwards, Executive Leng whispered mysteriously, "Xiao Han, I will pass on that unparalleled skill to you now."

After saying that, Deacon Leng took out the palm-sized piece of parchment and gave it to Xiao Han. "Take it. This technique originated from ancient times. If you understand it even a little bit, it will be of endless use."

Xiao Han subconsciously took the parchment over, and as soon as he looked at it, he became furious and crazy...

I saw that the parchment was terribly wrinkled, covered with mottled dirt, and even green mold growing on it, filled with an indescribable pungent smell. There was no writing on the parchment, only some corroded parts.

Shabby lines and blurred outlines.

Xiao Han instantly understood the sinister intentions of Butler Leng. It turned out that he didn't want him to enter the martial arts pavilion to choose martial arts! So he used a tattered thing to fool himself.

Xiao Han suppressed his anger and said with a twist of his lips. "Deacon Leng, my disciple's qualifications are dull. I am afraid that this peerless magical skill will be difficult for the disciple to understand in his lifetime. For that matter, the disciple should start practicing from the lowest level of martial arts. When a tall building rises to the ground, disciple

I want to lay a solid foundation.”

After saying that, Xiao Han was about to stuff the parchment back to Deacon Leng.

Deacon Leng put his hands behind his back and did not pick up the parchment. A ferocious expression appeared in his eyes and he smiled ferociously. "Xiao Han, you don't know how to appreciate me! I have the intention to cultivate you, but you actually put all my good intentions into practice."

Treat it like a donkey’s liver and lungs!”

Deacon Leng took a deep look at Xiao Han, and a mountain-like pressure directly enveloped Xiao Han. "Young man, I would like to advise you! Don't make a mistake! Otherwise... I will beat you as an outer disciple, just a few words

Just words!"

"Deacon Leng, are you going to force a piece of torn paper into a disciple?" Xiao Han clenched his fists with hatred in his heart. "Isn't this against the rules?"

"Xiao Han, this unparalleled magical skill has been borrowed by many outer and inner disciples. However, their understanding is not good enough and they have not been able to understand the mystery of the magical skill. I see that your bones are extraordinary, so I give you

You have a chance to understand the magical power. Is it possible that you still want to bite me back now? You are so brave! You are completely guilty of the following!"

A hat that was wronged by the following was directly pinned to Xiao Han.

Just then...

“Buzz~~”

Xiao Han's heart suddenly throbbed!

The strange thing dormant in Xiao Han's heart burst out with a crisp sound like a cracking egg shell, and filled the air with a smell of breaking free from the shackles and releasing the seal, which was both mysterious and mysterious.

Not long after, Xiao Han's heart was filled with drums and harps, and there was bursts of fairy music...

Visions after visions, auspicious clouds and auspicious energy, and flowers falling from the sky, spurted out from Xiao Han's heart!

"Ah?!" Xiao Han was shocked! He looked at Deacon Leng in horror.

However, Deacon Leng seemed completely unaware of the strange phenomena that erupted in Xiao Han's heart. He just looked at Xiao Han ferociously, with all kinds of conspiracies and tricks brewing in his eyes.

"Huh? He can't see or hear the vision coming from my heart?" Xiao Han let out a long sigh of relief.

The next moment…

The parchment in Xiao Han's hand actually glowed with a divine light, and in an instant, countless magical symbols, rays of light, strange lights, fish and dragons, completely enveloped Xiao Han.

The scene before him was exactly the same as when Xiao Han was in the stilted building, inexplicably repairing and perfecting the 'Immortal Golden Body'!

Xiao Han's eyes widened, looking at the parchment in his hand, his lips were dry, and his heart was filled with turmoil... "Could it be... could it be... could this parchment... be... also... be a treasure..."

Astonishingly, on that piece of broken and decayed parchment, several words appeared, with brilliant waves, radiant light, and majestic momentum...

"The Divine Fist of the Son of Heaven"

"Xiao Han!" Butler Leng snorted, pulling Xiao Han out of his shock.

Xiao Han almost subconsciously stuffed the piece of parchment into his arms and hid it close to his body. The vision in front of him was immediately annihilated.

"Have you considered it? Do you want to understand this magical skill or not?" Deacon Leng looked at Xiao Han with a gloomy face, aggressively.

Xiao Han stuck out his tongue and licked his extremely dry lips, forcibly suppressing the excitement and trembling in his heart. Then he pretended to be distressed and sighed. "Hey... Deacon Leng, since you are determined to cultivate your disciples, then the disciples have to go back and study hard."

That magic skill..."

"Hahahaha!" Deacon Leng laughed, "Okay, okay, Xiao Han, I really saw you right! Well, you can go back now. Remember, practice hard. If you don't have a thorough understanding of this magical skill,

Before now, you should not come to the Martial Arts Pavilion. To practice martial arts, the key is to master it. You must practice one martial skill to the state of great perfection before you can practice other martial arts. Well, that's it, the door of the Martial Arts Pavilion is open to you at any time.

Open it, but only after you have mastered that magical skill."

"Okay, okay, Deacon Leng, when I achieve great success, I will definitely come over and thank you for your cultivation." Xiao Han said with a pun.

At this time, A Chou had also come out of the Martial Arts Pavilion, walked to Xiao Han, looked at Deacon Leng, and then whispered to Xiao Han. "Xiao Han, why don't you enter the Martial Arts Pavilion to choose martial arts?"

"Oh...Senior Brother A Chou, I have already chosen." Xiao Han said.

"Have you chosen?" A Chou was stunned.

"Well, Senior Brother A Chou, let's go." Xiao Han directly put his arm around A Chou's shoulders, turned around and left.

Deacon Leng watched Xiao Han and A Chou leave the mountain with sinister eyes. He curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled sarcastically. "Idiot! You go back and practice slowly!"

"It's best to practice until you become obsessed and you'll be done with it." Yang Lei walked to Deacon Leng and smiled. "Deacon Leng, thank you very much for this."

Deacon Leng waved his hand and said, "That's all, it's just a living target, just throw it away casually, not worth mentioning."

Halfway up the mountain.

"Hahahahaha!" Xiao Han finally couldn't bear it anymore and laughed loudly.

"Xiao Han, you, what are you laughing at?" Ah Chou said in surprise. "What did Deacon Leng say to you?"

"I didn't say anything. I just taught me a unique magical skill." Xiao Han took out the parchment from his arms and handed it to A Chou.

A Chou took it and took a look, then his face changed drastically and he patted his thigh. "Xiao Han! You have been fooled! What kind of unparalleled magical skill is this? This is junk! I have heard some outer disciples say before that there is a skill in the Martial Arts Pavilion.

The broken parchment is an ancient relic, but it has no value. In the past, a large number of outer disciples and inner disciples spent a lot of money on Zhenwu coins to borrow this parchment back for enlightenment. As a result, the enlightenment was useless.

!Xiao Han, you have been fooled! That Deacon Leng is making things difficult for you! I know! It must be Yang Lei and the others who are up to something!"

Xiao Han took the parchment back from A Chou's hand, put it into his arms with great care, and licked his lips. "Senior Brother A Chou, starting from today, I will practice martial arts! One day, I, Xiao Han, will definitely stand out.

!Well, if I, Xiao Han, don’t learn this unparalleled magical skill, I swear I won’t be a human being!”
Chapter completed!