The Prince of the World

The Zangjing Pavilion, where the Zongmen heritage is located, is the top priority of the Zongmen.

Therefore, the guards of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are extremely strict, and it is said that the elders who have been guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are known to have secrets.

The guards checked Yan Li's identity token before allowing him to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The Dahuang Palace Tibetan Classical Pavilion is divided into twelve layers, with the single layer for cultivation techniques and the double layer for martial arts.

The disciples who first entered the sect can enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for free to choose a skill and martial arts. If they want to enter again, they must pay certain merit points.

Former Shi Yanli had entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion many times, and when he stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Court yard, he suddenly remembered a problem that he ignored: that is he or a disciple outside the door, he was not qualified to enter the third floor and the first Four floors.

Zongmen has a clear stipulation that outside disciples are only allowed to enter the first and second floors.

Thinking of this, he had planned to leave, but thought that since they all came, there was no reason to go back empty-handed.

"Sand...sand...sand!"

Yan Li looked up, and in the courtyard of the building, a rickety old man in a gray coat slowly waved his broom to clean the fallen leaves.

In a trance, he had a feeling that the old handyman's messy and unruly posture of sweeping leaves, there was a special rhythm that could not be said, but when he looked calmly, he found nothing.

As the other party looked up, Yan Li nodded to the other party with a smile, and then strode into the Tibetan Classical Building.

There are hundreds of bookshelves made of iron and wood on the first floor of the Tibetan Classical Building. There are tens of thousands of books on the shelves.

This shows how rich the heritage of the Great Wasteland Palace is.

Among these tens of thousands of exercises, part of them were created by the seniors of the Great Wasteland Palace, and the rest were collected by the disciples who went out for training.

As the so-called Bocaizhongcai, the senior officials of the Great Wasteland Palace encourage their disciples to collect other exercises, and at the same time, they will give corresponding merit points according to the level of the exercises.

This led to a great deal of low-level cultivation techniques in the Great Wasteland Palace. There were more exercises and greater selectivity. Often, some inexperienced disciples entered the Tibetan scriptures for the first time and had not made up their mind to choose that exercise. You will get the prompt time.

Yan Li is now a warrior in Yuan Realm. Naturally, he can't use these low-level exercises. He didn't stay on the first floor for long, so he went straight to the second floor.

The second floor is different from the first floor, but various martial arts are placed here.

The Tianhuang Continent is based on martial arts, with martial arts as the foundation, and the whole people are martial. Therefore, for tens of thousands of years, the martial arts of the entire Great Continent are endless.

Slightly accomplished martial artists like to create their own martial arts.

Although there are many martial arts on the second floor, reaching tens of thousands of kinds, but Yanli is not very eye-catching, because these martial arts are all yellow martial arts.

He walked directly to a worn book shelf on the innermost floor of the second floor. This book shelf is different from other bookshelves in martial arts. They are all placed with some incomplete martial arts.

Although these martial arts are incomplete, they cannot be underestimated.

Because Yanli had heard some legends in his previous life, and there were several core disciples who had seen the incomplete cheats on the second floor, thus creating his own powerful martial arts.

Of course, this is just a legend. The authenticity needs to be verified, and Yanli is just for luck. He doesn’t have big expectations in his heart.

He glanced at "Remnants of Shadowless Sword", "Remnants of Killing Fist", "Remnants of Sword Sword", "Remnants of Sword Sword" and "Remnants of Extermination Sword" and so on.

In the end, Yan Li's eyes fell on the bottom and bottom copy of the bookshelf. For some reason, he became interested in this copy.

Stooped and pulled out this martial art.

This is a remnant cheat book called "The Sword of the Wild", turned into yellow paper: the whole sword technique, there are only three strokes.

The first move: Shadow Thorn

The second move: empty thorn

The third measure: Soul Sting

Yanli took a slight twist of his eyebrows, and after carefully comprehending the three strokes of the swordsmanship, he found that there was a strong sense of violation in the sword moves. Regardless of the speed of the move, the angle was very unbelievable.

If you want to use a word to describe this incomplete swordsmanship is "trick".

To refer to the sword, Yanli tried to make a few strokes and felt a strong sense of nausea in his heart.

He was terrified in his heart: What swordsmanship is this, so weird!

After stopping the drill for a while, the disgusting feeling slowly disappeared.

Staring at the three strokes of the sword technique for a moment, Yan Li suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, this sword technique should have a matching exercise method before it can be displayed.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. Although the three strokes of swordsmanship are quite strange and contradictory, in terms of quality, it is definitely a very superb swordsmanship.

However, no matter how superb the sword skill can not be practiced, it is also an abandoned martial art, no wonder it will be placed on the second floor.

Putting this sword technique back to its original position, Yanli planned to leave the Tibetan scripture pavilion and waited for the promotion of the disciples of the inner gate before going.

Choose the right exercises on the third floor.

Going out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Yan Li subconsciously searched for the figure of the old man under the gray clothes, but without finding it, he left the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and went straight to the examination hall.

The construction of the appraisal hall was magnificent, but there were not many people among them. Apart from the elder who was the staple food, there were only two deacons.

"Yanli, a disciple outside, has seen two deacons."

Stepping into the main hall and walking to the two deacons, he saw the ceremony with a ceremonial sect.

"Yanli, are you going to be promoted?" The eyes of the two deacons fell on Yanli.

Yan Li nodded.

"Come on, try your best to infuse your true energy." One of the deacons took out a one-foot-long rod with nine stones of different colors on it and handed it to Yanli.

Yan Li knows that this stick is called a true qi stick, which is specifically used to test the disciples' cultivation behavior.

After receiving the True Qi Rod, the Qihai in Yanli Dantian began to circulate at a rapid speed. A powerful True Qi followed the meridian, flowed into the palm, and finally entered into the True Qi Rod.

In an instant, the awesome rod shone brightly, and all the nine gems on it gleamed brightly.

The two deacons who didn't care much at the moment instantly widened their eyes and stared at the true energy list in Yanli's hand. After a long while, they seemed to say to themselves, "Oh my god, all nine stars are on, Is he a sea of ​​air built by nine cyclones?"

As I have explained before, the stronger the Qihai is constructed, the more outstanding the qualifications are. Generally speaking, there are three cyclones to build Qihai, but there are nine Yanli, which is more than six of them.

That is to say, he is worth the three Martial Artists, but, often, one plus one is not equal to two, but big and two!

"I will inform Elder Xuan!"

A deacon woke up and hurried to the side hall.

Yanli didn't wait long, and felt a flower in front of her, and then her wrists were tight, and she was caught.

He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but felt a powerful energy broke into him, blocking him all over his body, unable to move for half a minute, but he quickly calmed down, because, suddenly, it was the one who grabbed his wrist An old man with gray hair and ruddy complexion.

He recognized this old man as the elder Yin Changkong in the appraisal hall.

"Ha ha ha! Sure enough it was nine cyclones!"

Immediately, a burst of extremely loud laughter erupted in his ears, shaking his eardrums.