surnamed Wang

After Wang Gangquan and his apprentice worked as carpenters in Mido for half a month and helped to build half of the Boundary Breaker Boat, it was time to go to the Shutang.

During this period, both the master and the apprentice had their own gains. Wang Gangquan finally did not waste his Golden Core Stage cultivation this time, and opened up three meridians, while Nie Zhongliang only opened up one meridian because of his low cultivation.

The most important thing is that the two of them entered the late stage of Jindan and the second level of Qi training respectively. Li Heixiong mentioned earlier the benefits of opening up the air points for monks, and now they have a deep understanding.

The Shutang is located on the top of Yanjun Peak, and Wang Bingquan once asked about the master of the Shutang, but Li Heixiong, who is five big and three rough, kept it secret, saying that he would know when the two arrived.

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On the top of the mountain, there are several majestic palaces standing here. This is the core of the entire Yanjun Peak. Except for Zunling who occasionally comes to stay for a while, the rest are some extremely outstanding disciples of Tianjiao in the sect.

The number of Tianjiao disciples in the three peaks varies, among which Zhongfeng is the most. In the entire Lingyun Sect, less than 58 of the 22 disciples can be counted as Tianjiao, and Zhongfeng has as many as [-] people. There are [-] people in the peak, but there are two more people than Yanjun Peak, which has the most disciples.

Excluding the one-in-a-million person above, there is an elder living at the top of the three peaks, all of whom have reached the soul-residing stage, and they are the strongest three in the entire sect except for the head and the Supreme Elder.

At this time, on the top of Yanjun Peak, a boy in purple clothes was looking at a pond in front of him in doubt. Several fish with black backs and silver bellies were swimming in the pond. The connection between the pond and the stream had been blocked by a large pebble. Stop, the boy frowned and stretched out his hand to count and count, finally scratched his head and said:
"It's weird, why are there fewer and fewer dragon carps every day? Could it be that someone is stealing them?"

A middle-aged monk with eight-character eyebrows next to him said with a sneer:

"Who in the entire Yanjun Peak doesn't know that this dragon carp is the elder's favorite, which one eats the bear's heart and leopard dares to steal it? According to my disciples, it must be because they are playful and forgot to go home."

The boy glanced at him when he heard the words, "I don't know, so what do you need to say?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The eight-character eyebrow monk nodded and bowed quickly.

At this time, a disciple of Tianjiao in khaki-colored clothes stepped forward, looked contemptuously at the monk with eight-character eyebrows, and then bowed to the boy and said:

"Elder, doorman Zhao Zhiyi brought his disciples to ask for an audience."

The boy showed surprise, then turned to look at the middle-aged monk beside him, "Is that the one you mentioned?"

"Elder, you are very discerning, you are really a monk of our generation..."

"Shut up and get out!" The boy frowned, and told Tianjiao's disciple, "Let him come up."

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When Wang Gangquan, master and apprentice, came to the front of the hall, the figure of the sycophant monk had disappeared. Looking at the short figure with his back to him in the distance, he felt a sense of familiarity.

"You are Zhao Zhiyi?" A childish voice sounded, and the figure in front slowly turned around.

"Exactly..."

In the middle of speaking, Wang Gingquan was taken aback for a moment, and then said in surprise:
"Little brat?"

"Say one more word, and the deity will stuff your head into your ass."

"..."

With the lessons learned from last time, Wang Gangquan became more obedient, and he pursed his lips tightly, but there was still a smile that couldn't be hidden in his eyes. If he guessed right, the child in front of him might be the body of the boy in the rumors.

He inadvertently learned about this from the fairies of Chixia Peak. Although the fairies are transcendent and unworldly, they are still women in the final analysis. Since they are women, they cannot escape the favorite of women Tao topic:
Which tailor shop in Wushan County has good-looking clothes; which couple of monks on the mountain have formed a Taoist couple; whoever fights in the sect for a female cultivator...

I don't know much about Yanjunfeng, but one or two are really outstanding, and among them is the little elder with a boyish body. I don't know who came up with the nickname "Little Elder", although it is a nickname, it is definitely not Dare to mention it in front of him, let alone the "clever and lovely" in the mouth of the fairies.

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The "little elder" looked at Wang Gangquan, lifted his chin and said:
"Are you here to practice in the art hall?"

"I am the rescuer invited by the monkey."

"What?" The boy looked confused, apparently not knowing that the other party was teasing him.

"Back to the elder, the younger generation said that I want to improve my cultivation and do more for the clan. I also hope that the elder will put aside the past and give me advice." Wang Gangquan's face was serious.

"Don't worry, I don't have the heart to be angry with you like a baby. Since you have entered the Lingyun Sect, you are one of your own. Come with me."

After the boy finished speaking, he walked towards a nearby palace. The master and apprentice looked at each other and followed closely behind.

"This deity is one of the only three surviving elders of the Lingyun Sect, and is also the master of the art hall. You must have been to the Mido before. If the Mido is the shield of the Lingyun sect, then my art hall is the spear of the sect. After the foundation is established, the disciples of the sect will come here to find a suitable book for cultivation."

Talking about the exercises, the three of them have already come to the hall of the surgery hall. The whole palace looks magnificent from the outside, but once they step inside, they will find the antique flavor inside.

The entire hall is divided into three floors, and the surrounding walls are full of bookshelves. As the master and apprentice stepped in, a unique spiritual power mixed with the aroma of books rushed to the face. I only heard the boy explain:

"As you can see, there are more than [-] volumes of exercises of the entire sect stored here, including some extraterritorial techniques."

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at the master and apprentice, "According to the rules, you have no right to choose exercises before the foundation building period, but I have heard that Zhao Menke has practiced exercises outside the territory, how about we make a deal?"

"What deal?"

"If Fellow Daoist Zhao is willing to donate your exercise book, your disciples can choose one of the [-] books in the collection, and they can choose another one after the foundation building period. This is the deity's special care for you, how about it? "

"This……"

Wang Gangquan rubbed his chin subconsciously. It wasn't that he didn't want to part with the exercise, but that the other party was so refreshing, which made him feel something was wrong. Nie Zhongliang naturally knew the value of exercises outside the territory, and whispered to Wang Gangquan:
"Master, please don't be embarrassed, the disciple is willing to wait until the foundation building period."

Wang Gangquan smiled slightly and rubbed his head:
"There's no reason not to be embarrassed. It's just a book of exercises. There are [-] copies here."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his right hand and threw the book directly to the opposite boy, who took it casually and threw it upwards. The books immediately flew towards the top row of bookshelves, and were submerged in the vast collection of books.

"Come with me."

The boy opened his mouth indifferently, turned around and walked towards a huge stone tablet on the north side of the first floor.

As soon as Wang Gingquan entered the door, he noticed the huge stele. There were no words written on the stele, but a bunch of ghostly characters. Wang Gingquan just stared at it for a while, and felt his mind was in a mess. He quickly shook his head Look away.

The boy in front of him noticed this scene, and couldn't help flashing a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and said solemnly:
"This stele is the core of the entire art hall. It is named 'Wangchen', which is one word different from 'Wangchen', but the meaning is very different. 'Wangchen' is taken from the meaning of Jiuyuan Shimen's 'disappearing the world'. , The monk held his breath and stared at the stele, and his mind would be sucked involuntarily. The more out of dust, the faster the speed.

Inside the stele is a collection of [-] volumes in the art hall, and you need to find the most suitable one among them. "

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