Lin Fan's eyes were shining brightly, and the light inside was flashing. The goods he received were too big. At first glance, he estimated that he had memorized at least three to four hundred martial arts books in just sixteen hours. He took a long time to select the techniques.

, and finally wrote down a total of six books ranging from the seventh to the ninth grade of Xuanjie.

Correspondingly speaking, the skills are more precious, so even the incomplete skills hidden in the Waste Technique Pavilion are not many.

"Profitable!"

Lin Fan smiled. Just relying on the martial arts and skills in his soul, as long as he was given time, he could create a powerful force.

"Kacha!"

The door of Feiji Pavilion finally opened automatically, and the sound it made was extremely harsh in the vast hall.

"Lin Fan, when the time is up, leave the Sutra Pavilion within a hundred breaths." A voice entered Lin Fan's ears as the door opened.

Hearing this voice, a cold light flashed in Lin Fan's eyes. This person must be the one who locked him up in the Waste Technique Pavilion, otherwise he would not have been able to open the door on time and reach him immediately.

He could hear that there was obvious schadenfreude in this voice.

In front of the Sutra Pavilion.

"Look, this kid is clenching his cheeks tightly. He is probably angry." An elder chuckled.

In the mirror, Lin Fan's appearance was engraved on it, and Dugu Laojiu and the two elders guarding the Sutra Pavilion were watching.

Another elder laughed strangely: "Well, I guess he wants to eat us alive now."

Dugu Laojiu was in a good mood. Seeing Lin Fan clenching his cheeks as if gnashing his teeth, he was sure that Lin Fan must have been imprisoned in the Waste Technique Pavilion; his great opportunity had been wasted.

"Little bastard, how can you fight with my Dugu family? Any random means can make your life worse than death." Dugu Laojiu snorted coldly in his heart.

Lin Fan, who was walking on the path back home, felt at this moment that he was being spied on. In fact, he had already felt this way when he first entered the Sutra Pavilion.

However, at that time, he thought it was the detection formation of the Scripture Pavilion itself, but now, his sensitive perception is not the so-called formation, but that someone is really spying on him.

So, the person spying on him in the Sutra Pavilion was definitely the person who locked him in the Waste Technique Pavilion. Thinking of this, Lin Fan showed a strange smile on his face.

He raised his head slightly, then slowly raised his right hand, opened it, and then bent the fingers one by one, and finally only the middle finger was left standing upright!

"I am so angry!"

"Is this little bastard demonstrating to us? What kind of gesture is that? It's full of insults and contempt!"

The two elders were furious. Even though their status in the Holy Land was not high, because of their positions, who among the Holy Land disciples who came and went would dare to be disrespectful to them?

But now Lin Fan dared to give them the middle finger!

"When this little bastard comes out, I won't let him go!" an elder roared.

Another elder's eyes also flashed with cold light. Lin Fan dared to make such an insulting gesture. How could he endure such a tone?

A moment later, at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

As soon as Lin Fan stepped out, he met three old men blocking the intersection, and he knew all three of them.

Among the three people, the one who looks like a big horse monkey is Dugu Laojiu, and the other two are the guards of the two scripture-depositing pavilions.

Lin Fan was not polite to them at all and asked bluntly: "Is something wrong?"

"Is something wrong?" The elder on the left said with a murderous look, "I want to ask you what did you mean by that gesture just now?"

Lin Fan smiled slightly: "My hands are itchy and I can't scratch them even if I want to."

"Itchy hands?" The elder gritted his teeth and said, "I think your skin is itchy! Do you believe I can kill you with one palm of my hand?"

"Destroy me?" Lin Fan glanced at the old man with disdain: "Just because of a bastard like you?"

"Even your master doesn't dare to destroy me openly, so who are you?"

"you!"

The elder was furious. He really didn't expect that Lin Fan would be so sharp and merciless in his words, bluntly saying that he was Dugu Laojiu's scumbag.

"What am I?" Lin Fan's eyes also flashed with frost: "I would like to ask, I have been gifted by the master, I can enter the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to choose all martial arts and exercises, and the time is one day, but why?

After I enter the Sutra Pavilion, will I be imprisoned in the Waste Technique Pavilion?"

"Hmph, who knows what formation you touched inside? It's a great blessing that you didn't die inside!" Another elder hated Lin Fan with a passion. Just now Lin Fan said that the other person was Dugu Laojiu's.

Dog legs, doesn’t that include him?

"Yeah?"

Lin Fan sneered: "I have the means to record everything just now, including the inexplicable attacks I suffered, etc. What do you think will happen if I tell this matter?"

The expressions of these two elders changed. They were really just small people, otherwise they would not come to guard such a useless scripture-storage pavilion.

They knew that if Lin Fan really made a big deal out of this matter, they would definitely not be able to get anything done.

Looking at their eyes, Lin Fan's eyes became even more mocking: "You two bastards, it's best not to stretch your paws too much. I'm in a good mood this time, so I won't argue with you, but if I dare to attack you again next time,

If your dog's claws reach out to me, don't blame me for beheading him!"

Dugu Laojiu smiled sinisterly and said: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Lin Fan, have you ever asked me so arrogantly?"

"Ask you? You are the one who instigated this matter, right? Dugu Laojiu!" His face was already broken, how could Lin Fan show mercy to Dugu Laojiu?

Dugu Laojiu's face turned cold. Lin Fan called him an old dog, and if he hadn't been in the Holy Land, he would have slapped Lin Fan to death.

"Isn't it a good feeling to enter Baoshan and come back empty-handed?" Dugu Laojiu did not admit it directly, but this sentence was equivalent to indicating that he was the mastermind of this matter.

Lin Fan looked at Dugu Laojiu with a strange expression and said nothing.

Dugu Laojiu looked at Lin Fan with even more pride in his eyes, and said with deep murderous intent: "This is what happens if you piss off my Dugu family!"

"Boy, not only this time, no matter what opportunities you have in the future, you will eventually be destroyed by me!"

Lin Fan chuckled: "Ruining my opportunity? Are you worthy of the Dugu family?"

Dugu Laojiu laughed loudly: "You are locked up in the Waste Technique Pavilion, what else can you gain? Isn't this destroying your opportunity?"

"I tell you clearly, as long as my Dugu family is still here in this holy land, all your opportunities will not belong to you!"

"Really?" Lin Fan's expression became even weirder: "Old dog, it seems that you have forgotten that Xu Kun's sacred jade is still in my hand!"

After he finished speaking, a piece of beautiful jade appeared in his hand, and it was Xu Kun's piece!

Dugu Laojiu's expression changed, and he suddenly remembered that this piece of sacred jade had indeed been in Lin Fan's hands all along!
Chapter completed!