Ah Chou quickly came to find Xiao Han.
"Senior Brother Ah Chou, you're here." Xiao Han greeted with a smile.
"Are you really alright?" Ah Chou asked dumbfoundedly.
He could not help but pat Xiao Han's shoulder.
But Ah Chou did not ask much.
There were countless martial artists in Cloud Rain Sect, who did not have their own secrets?
It was taboo to get to the bottom of things!
"Yes, I'm fine.
Senior Brother Ah Chou, bring me to the Martial Skill Pavilion now. "Xiao Han rubbed his hands.
"Alright, I'll bring you there now.
Coincidentally, I'm interested in a movement technique and have saved up for a few months. I can finally borrow it today. "Ah Chou brought Xiao Han out of the courtyard.
"Hm?
Senior Brother Ah Chou, borrowing martial skill manuals requires True Martial Coins? "Xiao Han asked curiously.
"Of course.
Xiao Han, outer sect disciples only borrow it for free when choosing their first martial skill.
From the second martial skill onwards, you have to spend True Martial Coins to borrow it. "Ah Chou explained seriously.
"Today, I want to borrow a movement technique, 'Wind Riding Steps'. After mastering, one's speed will be as swift as a swan and is most suitable for saving one's life.
But it requires 200 True Martial Coins, it's extremely expensive.
So, Xiao Han, you must choose the first free martial skill well.
You must choose the most suitable martial skill for yourself. "
"Is that so?" Xiao Han was speechless.
"That's why it's very rare for outer disciples to pass on the martial skills they cultivate to others.
After all, they spent True Martial Coins to borrow it for cultivation. Why let others have it for free?
Unless their relationship is especially strong, or both sides exchange martial skills. "Ah Chou smiled.
"But Xiao Han, don't worry. We are good friends. I previously cultivated a 'Giant Wood Palm'. It's as heavy as a mountain and can crush organs. I can impart it to you privately."
"Oh, thank you Senior Brother Ah Chou.
But I'll still go to the Martial Skill Pavilion to take a look. There might be a more suitable martial skill for me. "Xiao Han thanked.
"Xiao Han, the Martial Skill Pavilion is on another mountain peak. I'll bring you there now." Ah Chou led the way.
The two came to a large road and walked straight.
At this moment …
"What?
How is that possible!
Did I just see a ghost?
That … that live target!
He actually … actually did not die!
Furthermore … furthermore, he is swaggering through the streets! "
"His injuries are all healed!
In just one night, his injuries were completely healed!
Was this guy really an indestructible iron man?
Or is he the reincarnation of some fierce beast? "
"That's right!
It was that live target, Xiao Han!
Look at how calm and composed he is, it's as if he's never been injured! "
…
Along the way, the Outer Court Disciples all stopped to look at Xiao Han. They exclaimed in surprise, and their eyes were filled with shock and confusion.
"Xiao Han, you're famous now. In our mountain, you're completely famous." Ah Chou winked at Xiao Han.
"A martial artist in the middle stage of the Viscera Refining Realm punched you hundreds of times, but he didn't die. Instead, he died because of you.
Moreover, you only used one night to appear in front of so many outer court disciples, full of vigor and vitality. It would be hard for you not to become famous!
I'm afraid it won't be long before your name will spread throughout the entire outer sect's ten peaks! "
"I don't care.
Right now, I only want to focus on the Martial Dao and cultivate properly. "Xiao Han said indifferently.
… …..
Yang Lei's side courtyard.
Yang Lei was sitting in the garden, holding a cup of fragrant tea and carefully tasting it. His eyebrows were relaxed, and he was as steady as a mountain.
"Senior Martial Brother Yang Lei!
Bad news!
Bad news! "
Linghu Song rushed into the side courtyard in a daze and shouted repeatedly. His expression was extremely panicked.
"Linghu Song, why are you shouting so early in the morning?" Yang Lei's expression changed, and he was extremely displeased.
"Senior Martial Brother Yang Lei, that live target … that live target …" Linghu Song stuttered.
"Dead?" Yang Lei smiled and squinted his eyes.
"I'm sure he won't survive last night.
En, it's good that he's dead.
If he doesn't die, Wu Yan won't be able to rest in peace. "
"Not … not dead … Senior Martial Brother Yang Lei, he's not dead!
Not only is he not dead, he's … he's still wearing his clothes in broad daylight … "Linghu Song stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips while gesturing with his hands.
"Bang!"
The teacup in Yang Lei's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. He suddenly stood up and pointed at Linghu Song while shouting angrily.
"Linghu Song, what nonsense are you talking about?
Is there something wrong with your brain?
He's injured like that, and he can still walk around in broad daylight?
Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? "
"Senior Martial Brother Yang Lei, why would I dare to lie to you?
Countless outer sect disciples saw it with their own eyes this morning.
That live target and Ah Chou walked towards the Martial Skill Pavilion. The two of them were talking cheerfully and cheerfully along the way. They're extremely hateful. "
The corner of Linghu Song's mouth kept twitching. "Senior Martial Brother Yang Lei, I've always been loyal to you and Senior Martial Brother Ling Feiyu. How would I dare to lie?"
Yang Lei looked at Linghu Song deeply and immediately said loudly.
"Prepare the horse!
Immediately go to the Martial Skill Pavilion!
That live target is very strange. We must not let him choose his martial skill smoothly! "
… …..
Ah Chou was like an old horse that knew the way. He brought Xiao Han across the mountains and arrived at a verdant mountain peak that was lingering with mist.
Halfway up the mountain, between the trees and leaves, a pagoda-like building could be seen with an antique charm.
"Xiao Han, that's the Martial Skill Pavilion," Ah Chou pointed to the pagoda-like building and said to Xiao Han.
"Alright!
We can finally choose our martial skills!
Senior Martial Brother Ah Chou, let's hurry up! "Xiao Han said excitedly.
… …
Martial Skill Pavilion.
This Martial Skill Pavilion was specially for Cloud Rain Sect's outer sect disciples and inner sect disciples to choose and borrow various martial skill manuals.
True Qi realm martial artists would not choose their martial skills or cultivation methods here.
The Martial Skill Pavilion was in the shape of a pagoda and was six stories tall. There were countless martial skill manuals stored within.
Body tempering manuals, movement techniques, fist techniques, palm techniques, leg techniques, sabers, spears, swords, halberds … there was everything.
It was a huge treasure trove.
At this moment, the outer sect disciples were entering the Martial Skill Pavilion in an orderly manner with smiles on their faces.
On the white jade square outside the Martial Skill Pavilion, a green-robed old man with an eagle's eyes stood with his hands behind his back.
At a glance, it was obvious that he was a top expert in the physical realm.
Suddenly, a rouge horse galloped along the mountain path and entered the white jade square like a whirlwind. The passenger on the horse dismounted and said to the green-robed old man.
"Warden Leng."
The green-robed old man smiled faintly. "Yang Lei, you're here to borrow martial skill manuals again?
Go on in then.
I heard that Fei Yu headed to the 'Dragon Scale Sea' alone to comprehend the power of the sea. I wonder if he can break through the barrier and enter the supreme true qi realm.
Fei Yu, this kid, is talented and a cut above the rest. He is stronger than many inner sect disciples. I have high hopes for him. "
"Warden Leng, can I have a word with you?" Yang Lei said in a low voice.
"Oh?" Warden Leng looked at his expression and nodded.
"Follow me."
The two of them entered the Martial Skill Pavilion one after another.
On the second floor of the Martial Skill Pavilion, by a table by the window.
"Hmm?
A live target promoted to outer sect disciple for the first time. I've already heard of this, "Warden Leng nodded to Yang Lei.
"You guys want to make use of this live target?"
"Deacon Leng, that live target is about to come over and borrow the Martial Skill Secret Manual …" Yang Lei took out a small brocade box from his bosom and calmly handed it over to Deacon Leng. "What I mean is … a live target, a lowly thing. How can he cultivate Martial Skills?"
"Yang Lei, you know the rules of the sect. Since the manager of your peak has allowed that live target to become an outer sect disciple and is registered, he has a status.
Then I have no reason to make things difficult for him.
I can't stop him from choosing martial skills, can I?
You're putting me in a difficult position … I can't afford to be punished by the higher-ups. "Warden Leng took the brocade box and gently opened it.
In an instant, a rich medicinal fragrance assaulted their nostrils!
In the brocade box, there was a ginseng as thick as a thumb. This ginseng had a strange shape and vaguely resembled a dragon!
"What?
Azure Dragon Ginseng? "Warden Leng's expression changed.
"This is a gift from Senior Brother Ling Fei Yu.
It's the best for consolidating one's foundation.
I especially want to show my filial piety to you, Warden Leng. "Yang Lei smiled.
Warden Leng gently closed the brocade box and knocked on the table with his finger.
A few breaths later, he slapped his forehead. "Alright, I'll help you this time.
This is also giving Fei Yu face.
A live target doesn't know much. I'll just fool him a little. It's not a big deal. "
After saying that, Warden Leng bent down and took out an old and mottled parchment from under the table.
This parchment was only the size of a palm. It was wrinkled and covered with a thick layer of dust. It had always been used as a footrest for tables.
"Warden Leng, this is …?" Yang Lei asked doubtfully.
Warden Leng blew on the parchment, causing the dust to fly up. "This parchment was obtained by a True Qi Realm expert in our sect from an ancient ruin and he offered it to the sect.
However, after being appraised by countless experts in the sect, this parchment was indeed an antique from the ancient times. It was definitely not a martial skill manual or a treasure like a map.
Later on, this parchment passed through many hands and was finally stored in this Martial Skill Chamber.
Initially, some outer sect disciples mistook it as a martial skill manual and borrowed it to study it. However … Hahaha, even a True Qi Realm expert couldn't find anything after studying it. What could an outer sect disciple learn?
Over time, this parchment became useless. I've been using it as a footrest for a few years now. "
"Oh?"
Yang Lei carefully took the parchment with two fingers. Looking at it, he saw that the parchment was severely corroded. There were no words on it, but he could vaguely see a painting. However, the lines and contours of the painting had long been polished by the wind and frost of time. In the end, it was impossible to tell what the painting was.
"Since he's just a live target, he doesn't know anything. I came up with an excuse to give this parchment to him and let him study it carefully. I want to see if he can master a peerless martial skill." Warden Leng said with a smile.
"Not letting him choose a martial skill manual is against the rules. If the higher-ups find out, they'll punish me for neglecting my duties.
Alright, I'll give him a 'peerless martial skill' passed down from the ancient times. It'll be too easy for him.
Hahahaha. "
"Hahahaha … Warden Leng's way of doing things is truly flawless!
Hahahaha!
Good, good, I also want to see if that live target can study some peerless martial skill from this parchment … Hahahaha … "Yang Lei mocked and laughed. His heart finally felt carefree and he felt that he had finally vented out a breath of resentment.
Just at this moment, Yang Lei glanced around and saw that Xiao Han and Ah Chou had already slowly walked over from the square below.
"That live target is indeed full of vitality and his injuries have completely healed!
Damn it! "Yang Lei's eyes emitted a sinister light and concealed killing intent.
"However, I always have a way to deal with you!
If you provoke me, you'll be stuck between life and death! "
"Warden Leng, that live target is here." Yang Lei pointed downwards.
"Alright, Yang Lei, you go back first. I'll personally go down and deal with him."
Deacon Leng placed the brocade box and the parchment that Yang Lei had given him into his pocket and rose to his feet.
… … …