{} Text]Chapter 36o The twenty-sixth row of bookshelves
Chapter 36o The twenty-sixth row of bookshelves
After Wu Hen's enthusiastic explanation, Feng Hao and others became the public enemies of the whole people, and pairs of jealous eyes swept over these people.{}
This is a must.
Feng Hao's high-profile behavior directly aroused the dissatisfaction of most people.
This clearly means that you don’t take yourself and others seriously!
Have you ever been so provocative?
This is definitely the first time!
It's just that we don't understand how a person who is in the first Zang realm of Wuzong and has no attributes entered the Holy King Mountain? How did he get into the top ten of the rookie list?
After taking a look at Qiong Ling'er, we found that this girl was only slightly better than her. Wu Zong's two internal organs also had no attributes, so the two of them actually got the top ten, which made them even more convinced.
A little bit.
There is no one in the outer villages!
In addition, Wu Hen deliberately refused to explain, and everyone looked at Feng Hao with expressions of contempt.
He must be just a second-generation ancestor with a big background.
Thinking about it this way, I felt a little relieved.
However, in this Holy King Mountain, status does not give you any advantage.
Here, only strength is king!
Some of the faces of Feng Hao and others were remembered in their hearts.
It’s impossible not to teach such a second-generation ancestor a lesson!
Seeing the miserable expressions of Cheng Nan and others, Wu Hen's mouth curved in a sinister arc, and when Feng Hao gave him a boring look, the smug look on his face
He quickly froze, his eyes flickering with sharp light.
I hate this young man for losing his face in front of so many people.
The face lost can never be recovered.
Feng Hao's cultivation level is already lower than that, so he lost? This is normal.
Feng Hao didn't pay much attention to these.
Only when you are offended will you have passion later, right?
If you need external pressure to push yourself, these people are the best choice.
Standing here, the most eye-catching thing in front of you is this ancient wooden tower in front of you. The wood is bright and purple, and there seems to be light flowing.
The entire tower is actually made of purple ironwood. This kind of wood is harder than ordinary metal. According to legend, it is impossible for even Wu Zun to leave a fingerprint on it.
This tower is the Secret Secret Tower of Holy King Mountain. In it, countless martial arts skills, secret books, and a small number of ancient secret skills are stored!
In this, the martial arts, secret books, and secret skills are not clearly marked with levels, so it depends entirely on luck and chance.
Squeak!
Just as he was thinking about it, with a dull sound, the door of the Secret Secret Tower opened. In an instant, the small comments on the scene fell silent.
An old, slightly hunched figure walked out of the dark Secret Tower.
The old man is nearly 70 years old, with sparse white hair and a very messy appearance. He has an old face with dense wrinkles, as if he is dying. A pair of turbid old eyes are slightly squinted, without the slightest look. He just glanced at the crowd briefly and then lowered his head.
Go to head.
You all know the rules, right?
A hoarse, frost-like voice came out slowly from the old man's mouth, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice seemed a bit unfamiliar and awkward.
Understand!
Everyone responded in unison.
No one dares to underestimate this old man. Although he looks like an ordinary person and does not have any fluctuations in martial arts, who appears at the top of the Holy King Mountain and is responsible for guarding the Secret Tower?
How dare you think that he is just an ordinary person?
The more ordinary it looks, the more unfathomable it is!
Feng Hao even felt that this old man's cultivation might be higher than that of Lu Song!
The old man said nothing more and walked in.
Let's go.
Feng Hao slightly shook Qiong Ling'er's sweaty little hand, whispered softly, and pulled her towards the tower.
Boom!
After the last person walked in, the tower door closed again with a loud noise.
...
Above the clouds, the two people were suspended there.
They are already the Holy King Xuanxuan and the Holy Envoy.
Wuzong is dirty?
Xuan Xuan's brows wrinkled slightly, and his eyes were full of doubts. How did he win the championship in the competitions of various countries with such a cultivation level?
He glanced at the Holy Envoy beside him with some suspicion.
Holy King, have you forgotten, he is also at the top of the rookie list.
Being suspected again, the Holy Envoy was very depressed, and an idea came to him, and he came up with the annual competition.
This is... right, he is also number one on the rookie list.
Xuan Xuan was stunned for a moment, nodded suddenly, and asked again, could it be that he has mastered some special secret skill?
Well, and it seems that I have mastered two types.
The corners of the Holy Messenger's mouth twitched slightly, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.
Secret techniques have advantages and disadvantages. They consume the body's "essence", which is actually equivalent to committing suicide slowly. Who would use secret techniques unless it is a last resort?
But this young man is good. He keeps using the Qilin Arm and keeps the Xuan Zhong Domain open. Looking at his lively appearance, he seems to be consuming more than just energy.
This made me very puzzled.
It turned out that he won with secret skills.
Xuan Xuan nodded again suddenly, and next time he would definitely see for himself what kind of secret skill was so powerful.
Let's go.
A slight sound broke through the air, and the two disappeared above the clouds.
...
The Secret Secret Tower was very dark, with only a few magic crystals placed on each bookshelf. The magic crystals emitted a faint glow, brightening the surrounding darkness.
After these people walked in, they didn't stop and walked towards the bookshelf. Some of them went directly to the second floor.
Obviously, this shouldn't be the first time for us to visit the Secret Tower.
We only have seven days, which is not too much, but we can't waste it just standing around.
Feng Hao winked at Cheng Nan, and the group of people dispersed and walked towards the surrounding bookshelves.
After all, you can't just gather all the people together and go to the same place together.
That would be too obvious.
After a while, no one paid attention to their activities anymore. Even Wu Hen was practicing there with a yellowed martial arts book, and he was completely absorbed in it.
Twenty-six rows of bookshelves.
Holding Qiong Ling'er's soft little hand, the two of them walked around until they came to the twenty-sixth row of bookshelves.
Xin'er.
I saw Wan Xin standing beside the bookshelf, her eyes slightly closed. In her hand, she was holding a scroll that exuded a cold red and white light. From this scroll, she occasionally "swayed"
A ray of radiant light swept across her whole body.
After being slightly stunned, Feng Hao understood what was going on, and at the same time he grabbed Qiong Ling'er who wanted to say hello.
Wan Xin is learning the secret skills!~
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