As the door was pushed open, the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion came into Ye Cheng's sight.
In this layer, it is not as complicated as the second layer. On the contrary, it is quite simple. In this third layer, there are two rows of about dozens of stone platforms standing, and on each stone platform
There is a book of martial arts on the stage, and Ye Cheng also understands that these martial arts are at least above the intermediate to high-level martial arts, and most of them are superior martial arts.
A casual reveal of superior martial arts skills is enough to drive countless warriors crazy. It is obvious that this third level is where the value of this Scripture Pavilion lies.
Slowly stepping into the door and walking past the stone platform, a book of martial arts skills flashed through Ye Cheng's eyes. Any one of them was not inferior to his current strongest martial skill "Thunder Running". Ye Cheng couldn't help but feel a little moved.
, but can only choose one, so the former can only hold back and choose the martial arts that best suits him.
"These martial arts skills are not bad." Mr. Mu said casually.
"Teacher doesn't have any martial arts skills that are superior to superior martial arts. Disciple, I can only make do with these acceptable ones." Ye Cheng curled his lips and said helplessly, with a little complaint in his words.
Hearing this, Mr. Mu also heard the resentment in the former's tone and said with a smile: "The resentment is not small. But there is no master in the world who is not willing to teach his disciples. It's just that you are not suitable to practice that kind of martial arts now, otherwise you will be
He was injured instead."
Listening to Mr. Mu's words, Ye Cheng also smiled bitterly.
Suddenly, the footsteps stopped. On a certain stone platform in the center, lying quietly was a dark gold high-grade ancient book. On the ancient book, there were four big characters "Thousand Shadows Spear Technique", but Ye Cheng
His eyes obviously fell on the two words "Ye Shan" carved on the stone platform. Ye Cheng also did not expect to see the martial arts skills left by his father Ye Shan.
He picked up the dark gold ancient book with a slightly trembling hand. Ye Cheng's eyelids twitched as he opened the page. The familiar handwriting came into view: "Yu Yu entered the realm of Yuan Dynasty and was lucky enough to understand this spear technique.
To future generations…….
"Sure enough, it was written by my father." Ye Cheng secretly said to himself, Ye Shan once left some letters, and the handwriting in front of him and the handwriting in the paintings and calligraphy were obviously written by the same person, and this person was Ye Shan.
Elder Mu noticed Ye Cheng's abnormality and saw the words "Martial Arts" on the latter's hand. Elder Mu couldn't help but praise: "Your missing father is really a genius. The realm of Yuanjing is
Understand such martial arts.
Ye Cheng nodded. Growing up, he had heard countless stories about his father Ye Shan's martial arts talent, but he really didn't expect it to be so powerful. He started to create his own martial arts just in the Yuan realm. You must know the difference between creating martial arts and understanding.
The difficulty is far from one level difference.
"The Peak of the Ancient Alchemy Realm"
Rubbing the ancient book in his hand, Ye Cheng took a deep breath, took it back into his arms, and murmured in his heart. There was a hint of determination in his eyes.
"If you still have a spiritual weapon-level spirit gun, combined with your father's martial arts, it can improve your combat effectiveness by a higher level, and also allow you to have more protection during your training in the near future." Old Mu said.
Hearing this, Ye Cheng also raised his head and asked: "I wonder where the teacher wants to take me to practice?"
"One of the places where monsters gather, the Demonic Forest. Only there can you condense the bleeding line faster and step into the Yuan realm. Otherwise, with the energy you absorb every day, you will have to practice until the age of the monkey." Old Mu said.
As soon as Mr. Mu finished speaking, Ye Cheng was a little confused. He frowned slightly and asked: "Where can I condense the bleeding line faster?"
"Well, your devouring physique is enough to swallow certain energy bodies, and the condensed blood core in the body of the monster is also an energy body. Because the energy contained in the blood core is impure, it cannot be absorbed by ordinary warriors and can only be embedded in it.
On the spiritual weapon, it increases the spiritual power transmission of the spiritual weapon. But for you, as long as you run the Soul Devouring Art, it is enough to filter out these so-called impure energy. Mr. Mu explained.
Hearing this, Ye Cheng's eyes lit up, and joy suddenly appeared on his handsome face. According to this, his future martial arts progress will be smoother than imagined, and the time to enter the Yuan realm will be infinitely shortened.
.
"If you have enough money to afford the blood cores for cultivation, that's fine." At this time, Mr. Mu added another sentence.
Ye Cheng spread his hands with a wry smile and said, "I don't have much money, so I'd better go to the Magic Forest. By the way, when should we set off?"
Seeing Ye Cheng's performance, Mr. Mu also laughed, and replied: "Don't worry, before you go, you have to say hello to your elders in the Ye family. This trip will not be short, at least it will take a long time."
In a few months, I still have to choose a spiritual gun and practice the shooting technique just now, so as to have a way to save my life."
Ye Cheng nodded noncommittally and wandered around the third floor casually. He followed the path just now and realized that the time was almost up. He didn't want to continue checking other martial arts and walked back.
Second floor.
Stepping out of the red light screen of the stone door just now, Ye Cheng paused slightly when he saw Ye Ming sitting aside and waiting quietly.
After seeing Ye Cheng's appearance, Ye Ming's face was full of joy. He immediately came to the former, raised his eyebrows and said: "Ah Cheng, how are you? Did you gain anything?"
"Yes." Ye Cheng nodded, took out the dark golden ancient book from his arms, and handed it to Ye Ming. The latter quickly took it and couldn't wait to take it. When he saw that it was left by Ye Cheng's father Ye Shan, he also praised it.
Said: "Second uncle, this is such a genius, he was born to the same parents, why didn't my father, the head of the family, inherit such a talent..."
Several black lines appeared on his forehead. Ye Cheng was speechless and could only urge, "Let's go, it's almost time." After saying that, he took the lead and walked out.
At the exit of Wujing Pavilion, all the children of the Ye family were full of joy, applauding their martial arts skills from Wujing Pavilion, and came here to register the martial arts skills taken by Elder Ye Mo, who was in charge of managing the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
Stepping out of Wujing Pavilion, Ye and Cheng saw Elder Ye Mo who was registering people and walked forward.
Ye Ming took out the martial arts first. Elder Ye Mo glanced at it slightly, nodded with satisfaction, and registered it in his register.
Then when Ye Cheng took out the dark golden ancient book, Elder Ye Mo's pupils shrank immediately. He could tell at a glance that the ancient book obtained by the former was superior martial arts. However, he did not point it out and truthfully registered the relevant information. After all, there was no
The rules say that superior martial arts cannot be chosen.
After the registration was completed, Ye and Cheng turned around and left.
Looking at the young man's retreating figure, Elder Ye Mo's eyes showed contemplation and said to himself: "Logically speaking, that formation cannot be entered without the leadership of the family master. Now this little guy can indeed enter it and acquire martial arts...