Chapter 140: Spiritual Movement Technique, Recasting Zhenyue Stick
While Bai Feiyun was talking, Ling Tian's heart was already slightly moved, so there was no need to say more about the sword box.
This cloak is really a bit abnormal. You can use the power of fire to stimulate the beast soul inside it, and it has the ability to float! You know, to control the air with the void, you must at least condense the soul and obtain the blessing of the power of the martial soul.
Only then can we do it!
This is the first time Ling Tian has seen a flying ancient treasure. Needless to say its value!
Such a reward is enough to wipe out the many elixirs contributed by Ling Tian.
"Ling Tian, thank you Sect Master for the reward!"
After placing the sword box and cloak under his command, Ling Tian bowed once again.
After that, Ling Tian would not return to the valley, and Yan Wuji reported to Fei Yun that he was chasing and killing the Ziyun Sect warriors.
"Okay, I will find out this matter myself."
Bai Feiyun looked at each other coldly, but said nothing.
Finally, Ling Tian was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and asked: "Sect Master, I would like to request that you enter the Tibetan Law Pavilion again to select your skills."
"Oh?" Bai Feiyun was startled at first, and then directly agreed, "As an elder of the inner sect, you can enter and exit the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at will. Since you asked, I will not allow you to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion! The secret books inside,
You can choose and copy as you please."
Then, purple light flashed, and a purple token fell. It was the Ziyun Token that once appeared in Xin Ziang's hand!
Ling Tian's face suddenly lit up with joy, "Thank you, Sect Master, and Ling Tian bids farewell!"
Under Zicang Peak, there is Zangfa Pavilion.
It came again, but Lin Yanyan did not follow.
The reason why Ling Tian proposed to enter the Zangfa Pavilion was actually more for the Ling family.
No matter how prominent the Ling family was in the past and how downcast it is now, since it is possible that it still exists, then Ling Tian will once again take up the responsibility that belongs to his father.
The Ling family will surely rise!
Just as he was about to step into the gate of Zangfa Pavilion, the golden lion at the door suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of vigilance.
Among them, Hu Bufan, who was sleeping at his desk, also got up early and came to greet him.
"Elder Ling, you should be rewarded in Ziyun Palace. What brought you here?"
Ling Tian bowed and said, "Uncle Master, I was joking. With the permission of the sect leader, I came here to see if there are any martial arts suitable for training."
With that said, Ling Tian took out the Ziyun Token and handed it to Hu Bufan.
"Oh, I see. It's easy to talk about. I'll take you there."
Hu Bufan just glanced at the token and agreed.
There are three floors in the Hidden Law Pavilion. The first floor is where Ling Tian and Lin Yanyan came, and the second floor is where the Xuanjie Kung Fu secret books are kept. There are not many secret books, only dozens of them. Ling
Tian Quan glanced at it and shook his head.
Afterwards, Hu Bufan took Ling Tian to the middle of the second floor. On the floor, there was a circle of simple totems, which was a formation.
"Let's go. With the Ziyun Order, you can pass."
In front of the two of them, the formation suddenly lit up, and the next moment, it disappeared.
This is a small space, with colorful haloes shining in all directions, just like a big colorful bubble.
And among them, more than a dozen light groups were floating, and inside them were jade slips of various colors!
This is the top-secret place where Ziyun Sect treasures spiritual martial arts! Surrounded by formations, as long as there is any abnormal movement, Ling Tian guarantees that he will be killed here in an instant.
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"Master Nephew Ling Tian, I don't know what kind of martial arts skills you are looking for? Why don't you tell me." Hu Bufan asked.
"Back to Master, I want to hone my body skills. I wonder if there is anyone suitable for me?"
Ling Tian is not lacking in internal energy, mental skills and martial arts. Ling Tian also found a few secrets of his own skills on the second level, but under the sword intention, there was no response at all. The level of Xuanjie is really a bit low.
"Shen Technique" Hu Bufan frowned at first, thought for a moment and said, his eyes lit up: "There really is one!"
Ling Tian walked out of the Zangfa Pavilion with brisk steps.
He has transcribed more than a dozen secret manuals on martial arts and martial arts, covering the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Although the grades are all in the middle and lower grades of the Xuan level, they are already very precious to a small family.
The unexpected gain was a jade slip he was holding in his hand. The jade slip contained a record of body movements and martial arts called Chengfengyou. It was said that this was the biggest weapon when the sect leader returned injured twenty years ago.
One of the gains.
It has reached the lower level of the spiritual level, but it must be practiced by a warrior with a wind-type martial spirit. However, Ziyun Sect's Condensation Soul does not have such a martial spirit, so no one has practiced it yet.
Although Hu Bufan knew that Ling Tian's martial spirit was inferior, he still asked him to make a copy.
Ling Tian is extremely satisfied with the degree of mystery of Chengfengyou. It is far from comparable to the mid-level Xuanfeng Steps. As long as you have started practicing Chengfengyou, you can ride on the wind and touch the water like a dragonfly.
With a little success, you can step on the snow without leaving a trace.
After condensing one's soul and cultivating to great perfection, one can even fly through the clouds and reach the sky!
Return to Ziyun Peak Fudi Cave Mansion.
Ling Tian suppressed the urge in his heart to practice flying in the wind and took out the damaged Zhenyue Stick, the large piece of gold steel crystal and the cloud iron wood.
In his mind, the ancient forging weapon slowly opened, and a bright stick soldier with silver inlaid in the middle and gold at both ends gradually shone.