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The circular room was eleven feet in diameter, with the floor and walls made of gray bricks, mottled and old, as if they would crumble into slag at the slightest touch.

Mu Xingqiu did not sit upright like an ordinary Taoist priest, but kept punching, all kinds of punches, and recited a spell from time to time in his mouth, for more than three years, he learned at least fifty kinds of boxing techniques and hundreds of spells from the pile of old papers, with different effects, such as now, lightning keeps coming out of his fists, hitting the wall and leaving scratches.

Scratches disappear quickly, and the fragile-looking gray bricks have the ability to repair themselves.

Not far from him, the pale blue young devil - he was still used to calling it a young demon instead of a real illusion - fought the same punch as him, but could only recite a spell, and it could even say the words "wrong or weak", but it was accompanied by a clicking sound, which seemed very chaotic.

The appearance of the young devil has not changed, but the duration is gradually extended, and now it has reached an hour, when it is stored zài, Mu Xingqiu's cultivation can achieve double degree, but the frequency of once every seven days is too little, and it has little impact on the overall cultivation, except for this, the young devil has no more peculiarities.

Zuo Liuying, the Forbidden Secret Sect, stood at the door, watching Mu Xingqiu practice boxing, his eyes occasionally turned, and he could always aim in the direction of the young demon, he couldn't see it, for more than three years, he still didn't see or hear anything, but he could feel the real illusion, and he never touched or interfered, just silently observed once every seven days.

The young demon disappeared, Mu Xingqiu regained his momentum, breathed seven times, completed tonight's practice, and walked in front of Zuo Liuying.

The two looked similar in age, Mu Xingqiu was taller and more mature than the other party, so Mu Xingqiu felt very strange when he thought that they were actually hundreds of years apart.

"Left seat. The Hong Furnace Branch rejected my application for refining, and I heard that it was an order from the Grandmaster himself, and I hope to ...... Can you help me talk about it? ”

The relationship between the two has always been very cold, they rarely talk to each other, and it is quite difficult for Mu Xingqiu to say a simple request for help, and he regrets it as soon as he says it.

Zuo Liuying stared at him, his eyes unblinking, and after a long while, he shook his head, turned around and walked out of the room.

The Forbidden Secret Seat is ruthless and unjust. Never moved by anything, how could it be possible to help an ordinary disciple who breathed four times Mu Xingqiu also shook his head in frustration, and walked into the aisle, Zuo Liuying was nowhere to be seen.

The circular room was located on the seventeenth floor, Mu Xingqiu walked down, and met Lan Qizhang on the seventh floor, the two nodded to each other, and no one spoke.

Lan Qizhang is a Taoist priest of the Forbidden Secret Science in his seventies, and he is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old in appearance. The realm of swallowing smoke is the protector of Fangfang.

Mu Xingqiu didn't like him and would never ask him for help.

Lan Qizhang is handsome, with a square face and a straight nose. Belongs to the kind of person who has a fairy wind at first glance.,It's rare to be kind.,Always have an approachable smile on your face.,It seems to be responsive.。 But he seems to care too much about the identity of the "protector", and often sits between Mu Xingqiu and Fangfang, preventing them from meeting. The reason is always the same: she is practicing.

Fang Fang did need a lot of time to practice, but Mu Xingqiu still felt very strange, cultivation was a voluntary chore, and it was useless to force it, Lan Qizhang had made too many decisions for Fang Fang.

He continued to walk down, and came to the fifth layer of Langhuan Blessed Land, which is the place where Pangshan Dao Tong's books are stored, occasionally people come during the day, and it is very quiet at night, Mu Xingqiu didn't want to rest so early, so he walked in, he still has a lot of books to read, maybe he can dig out one or two spells from them tonight that no one pays attention to, maybe he can see Fangfang later.

Fangfang also likes to read, and the two meet here most of the time.

The Langhuan blessed land is unguarded, and it occupies a large area, divided into three floors, upper, middle and lower, and it seems that it is completely out of the capacity of the Forbidden Secret Tower, but this is a normal thing in Daotong.

Bookshelves, floors, and tables are full of books and scrolls, seemingly disorganized, but in fact they are in order, and only those who know how to pick books can find a suitable target here.

Mu Xingqiu came to the corner of his habit, sat on a chair, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and reopened his eyes, more than a dozen books appeared on the table in front of him, including a book that he had already read half of, and then automatically turned to the interrupted page.

He doesn't remember how many books he has read, but he slowly understands why Fang Fang has this hobby, which is like when he was a child, he walked around the woodland while grazing horses, as long as he looked carefully, he could always find sweet and sour flowers and plants, delicious mushrooms, not necessarily when, when he turned a tree, there would be berries hanging on the branches, which made the whole day full of joy.

Most of the boxing techniques and spells that Mu Xingqiu has learned in the past three years have come from this, Zuo Liuying has read the most books, and he will never forget them, but he refuses to teach them directly to anyone, but through the guò maid to teach Mu Xingqiu some ways to save books, let him find them in the sea of books.

Mu Xingqiu's understanding of Nianxinology has accumulated over time, and he has understood many things, and his doubts have become deeper and deeper: When and why was the inheritance of Nianxinology interrupted?

The evaluation of this subject in all the books is not high, and the reason is nothing more than that after reaching the realm of Dining Xia, the power of fists and spells will stagnate, and it will begin to lag behind the five element spells of the same realm, but there are always some words that are quite disdainful of the character of the female heir of the Nian Xin Department, but they refuse to explain the reason directly.

Mu Xingqiu asked Lin Sa, and Lin Sa was very willing to help him, but he didn't want to say much about this matter, "When you reach the realm of Fanxia and can read more books, you will naturally understand." ”

He could only wait.

Thinking about who would arrive, Lin Sa's sturdy body walked into the room, his injuries had not yet recovered, he could only suspend his cultivation, and he had no way to perform the duties of the capital sect, so he became an unappointed librarian, and he was still the unofficial protector of the only disciple of the Nian Xin Department.

Although there was not much hope, Mu Xingqiu still raised his head and said, "Lin Dujiao, can you help me ......"

Lin Sa shook his head directly, and sat opposite him with a smile, "No, and I think the Grandmaster's decision is very correct, many people are interested in your true illusion, even the demon clan is coveting it, refining magic weapons almost all over the Nine Great Dao Systems, it is really not safe for you." This is probably the reason why the Grandmaster made an exception to give you a purple-veined sword. You already have the main weapon, and you don't need to refine it again. ”

"But...... It's easier to refine your own magic weapons, isn't it?"

Mu Xingqiu had many reasons to want to refine magic weapons, and there was one important thing he didn't say: his best friends had already met the requirements for refining magic weapons, and they were preparing to travel through the Nine Great Dao Sect together, he didn't want to stay alone in the Forbidden Secret Tower to read books and practice boxing, and accept Zuo Liuying's silent observation once every seven days.

"That's true, but safety is more important. Lin Sa ended the discussion and asked instead, "How are you doing with the Nine Transformations of the Beast Rate?"

Although he learned dozens of sets of boxing techniques, Mu Xingqiu most often practiced the Nine Transformations of Beasts based on Bone Forging Fist. One of the important reasons is Lin Sa's full recommendation, "I can now apply the seven methods of turtle breath, dragon leap, crane soaring, tiger dying, lion roar, leopard burst, and scale diving at the same time, only Feng Yin and Xiong Wu, I think there should be a breakthrough within half a month." ”

"Very good, remember, the other boxing techniques are all turned out of the books, only this set of nine changes in the beast is taught in the dream of the twenty-nine descendants of the Nian Xin Department, and even Zuo Liuying has never seen it. There must be a deep meaning in it, and you must practice it. ”

Lin Sa had already said these words many times, Mu Xingqiu usually just nodded, and he was not in a very good mood tonight. So he spoke more directly, "Lin Dujiao, don't you particularly want me to learn more spells?"

Fists and mantras are the two most important contents of the Nian Xin Department, and Zuo Liuying attaches great importance to mantras. Thinking that this is the source of the real illusion, although Lin Sa did not explicitly oppose it, he never gave guidance in this regard. Just encourage Mu Xingqiu to spend all his time practicing boxing as much as possible.

In this battle, Lin Sa was more successful, and Mu Xingqiu spent most of his energy on fist techniques, but he was eager to know why, because he felt more and more obviously that the power of the Nine Transformations of the Beast was endless, and the Five Elements Spells that others had learned were endless.

Lin Sa hesitated for a moment and said, "Where the power of the fist comes from, we know very clearly. He pointed at Mu Xingqiu, "It's your body and Neidan, even if you practice Cheng Dù of the mutant one day, you have a way to stay awake, but the spell, it is a mysterious power, even Zuo Liuying doesn't know where this power comes from, and what kind of result it will lead to in the end." ”

This is what Zuo Liuying is most interested in, in terms of exploring the unknown territory, Lin Sa is very conservative, not like a disciple of the Forbidden Secret Sect.

Mu Xingqiu decided to say what was in his heart, "But I don't want others to use powerful Five Elements Spells one day, and I will only lead the beast to nine changes, even if it is a variant, it is just a target for others." ”

"Haha, you should have confidence in the Nian Xin Sect descendants, they will not teach you a whole set of useless boxing techniques for no reason, I have a hunch, when you practice the Cheng dù of the variant, you will comprehend a stronger strength, and you will never be weaker than others. ”

"You're comforting me. It was difficult for Mu Xingqiu to share Lin Sa's optimism, because it was this Dujiao who first warned him many years ago not to join the Nianxin Sect, but now he strongly urged him to learn the boxing techniques taught to him by twenty-nine female descendants in strange ways.

"Faith, no matter what discipline you practice, you have to have faith. Lin Sa got up to say goodbye, and once again avoided Mu Xingqiu's question.

"Confidence. Mu Xingqiu muttered to himself, if he could have a master weapon that truly belonged to him, his confidence would be even stronger.

Fists and spells don't need the main magic weapon, but every Pangshan Taoist has to learn a few tricks of the Five Elements Spell, Mu Xingqiu is no exception, he has been tested, the most suitable for learning the Five Elements of the Golden Spell, so far, he has learned two moves, less than other disciples in the same realm, as well as flying, escape and other auxiliary skills, also affected by the main magic weapon. If there was a better magic sword that was more handy, he believed that he would not be left too far behind.

Midnight had passed, Fang Fang didn't come, but Yang Qingyin was uninvited, and when he pushed the door, there was a huge noise, shaking piles of books.

The Grandmaster relented. ”

"Really?" Mu Xingqiu stood up, his eyes lit up.

"Within ten days, you have to prove that you are capable of protecting yourself. ”

"I've always had the ability to protect myself. ”

"Okay, you clean up and get ready to kill the demon. ”

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