There was silence in the stone room, and the needles could be heard falling, and several people looked towards Mo Qiu's place.

In front of him, there are several stacks of books.

The initial explanation of refining tools, the grass and stone part of the catalogue of all things, Baigongpu, the silk play, magical organs...

There are so many different thicknesses, and the total number is no less than dozens of books.

Looking at the many and disorderly books in front of him, Mo Qiu's expression was already a bit ugly.

"how?"

Zhang Baozhen sneered, saying

"Master Yan, master of miscellaneous learning, Baigong refining tools, organ puppets, and Qimen Dunjia have everything."

"These are just introductory techniques, but even so, it is difficult to achieve success without decades of hard work."

He was true, but he didn't say anything.

That is, even in Yanzong, no one is stupid enough to learn all kinds of craftsmanship, but choose one to start.

After the cultivation level is advanced and the lifespan is long, he will slowly switch to other cultivation and become proficient in many skills.

"Admire!" Mo Qiu was amazed, and then he said:

"Can I watch it?"

"Um."

Zhang Baozhen nodded, waved his hand, and a burning incense appeared on the court, as a timekeeping:

"You can open these books at will within the two sticks of incense, but you must stop when the time is up, let's start!"

Speaking, carrying his hands on his back, walked outside the door, leaving the white-clothed monk to continue to supervise the two.

The surrounding Acropolis and even Fairy Island are not safe.

After all, the number of apprentices of the Xianjia School is limited every year, and there is never enough points.

Assassinations, assassinations, poisoning, and even disappearance of people are common occurrences.

As Mo Qiu said, if he accepts spirit stones and magical instruments, it is tantamount to a child holding gold to find disaster.

Therefore, after some bargaining, I was finally able to watch these Yanzong secrets in front of me.

Taking a deep breath, his eyes condensed.

Then he picked up a copy of Baigongpu and began to flip through it quickly.

Hundreds of pages and hundreds of thousands of words are recorded in the Baigongpu.

An ordinary person, just such a book, I am afraid that I can't finish reading it in a stick of incense.

I saw Mo Qiuyun's fingers flying away, his eyes quickly swept across the text and pictures on the book, and his brows furrowed.

Not long.

"Snapped!"

He closed the booklet and closed his eyes tightly. He could see the rapid throbbing of his eyelids, as if thinking about something.

next moment.

"Huh!"

Mo Qiu opened his eyes and divided his hand with a big hand, already dividing the many books in front of him into several parts.

Seeing this, the white-clothed monk on the side couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He saw clearly, Mo Qiu seemed to fiddle with casually, but separated Yanshi's art one by one.

What does this show?

In that short moment, did this person really finish reading and understand what Baigongpu contained?

impossible!

Even if it is not forgotten, it is impossible to understand many of the device patterns in Baigongpu.

I'm afraid that I only looked at it roughly, or knew the skills of a hundred craftsmanship, and used it to select the fine works in the rest of the book.

It's smart!

Sure enough, Mo Qiu reached out his hand again, he had already skimmed the most basic thing, and directly took out a magical organ technique.

Afterwards, it is the Distraction Soul Attachment Art, the construction of the inner orifice of the beasts, the Tiangong Kaiwu refining chapter...

"Time is up!"

With a muffled sigh from the monk in white, Mo Qiu moved his hand for a while, reluctantly put down the detailed explanation of the giant spirit war puppet in his hand.

He raised his head and was about to say something.

Suddenly I felt dizzy and had to prop up the table with my hands to prevent it from falling down.

"Well……"

His body trembled lightly, his forehead was sweating, the back of his hands was even more vigorous, and his expression was hideous.

"Ah……"

The monk in white chuckled when seeing this:

"Too focused in a short period of time, and it takes too much effort, it will be like this, you are a caring person."

"pity!"

He sighed softly and threw two things:

"Take them and let's go!"

"Huh..." Mo Qiu let out a long breath, stabilized the dizzy spirit, and took the thrown thing:

"Thank you!"

The voice was out, and it was a daze.

But it was the short period of two sticks of incense that seemed to exhaust all his physical strength and his voice became hoarse.

He took out an elixir from his body and took it. Do not ask to stay in place and adjust his breath for a while before he said goodbye.

The white-clothed monk did not drive him away, and waited for the two to leave before walking towards the side room with complicated thoughts in his eyes.

In the room, Zhang Bao was really teasing a tiger.

The tiger is about ten feet long, its fur is soft, and its mouth is whimpering, but when you look closely, you can see the difference.

This beast is surprisingly a puppet creation.

A pair of tiger eyes are crystal clear, inlaid with unknown gems, claws are like knives, clank clank, and hair moves, like thousands of steel needles, which seem to be able to get out of the body and fly out to kill the enemy at any time.

When the giant tiger opened his mouth, a red glow appeared in his throat, and the coercion of terror was looming.

The white-clothed monk just glanced at it, but didn't dare to look again.

He knew that the strength of this fierce tiger could easily crush practitioners below ten levels of qi refining.

Even the generation of perfect qi refining, if there is no high-grade magic weapon, they can't even hurt them.

"he's gone?"

"gone!"

Hold your mind, the monk in white replied:

"Brother, I think this person and Yanshi are quite talented, why not recruit him into the sect?"

"You don't need a Yanshi order. It's okay to let him be a Taoist soldier, and he has read so many exercises secrets from my sect.

"Humph!" Zhang Baozhen snorted coldly when he heard the words.

"Although he gave up the Yanshi order voluntarily, it is not good after all. It is not good to leave him in the sect, so I can't add a blockage? I have introduced him to two Xianjia sects, and he should be content with all his desire for Taoism. "

"As for the exercise..."

He smiled softly:

"Those are all external skills, they don’t involve fundamental practice, and there’s nothing to learn. Yanshi has a wide range of arts, and the world of immortality has never been the only one of our Yanzong family. Besides, there is no famous teacher to teach, no materials and equipment for years of training, outsiders It is impossible to truly cultivate Yanshi's skills, and there is no need to mention this!"

"Yes." The white-clothed monk lowered his head.

"Go and tell Liu Hai, I have a place for an inner disciple, and I can be in the name of Senior Daoji." Zhang Baozhen threw away the Yanshi Ling in his hand, with a smile on his face, and said:

"If you want it, exchange it for the thing I've always wanted."

"Yes!"

…………

Leaving Yanzong's station through the back door, Moqiu's face was pale, Chen Jiyan followed behind and looked sharply.

"Brother Mo." He whispered:

"You made a good choice. Offending a true disciple who entered Yanzong will have no future."

"Now that I have learned the technique of Yanshi, I can still worship other sects. That's killing two birds with one stone!"

"Yeah." Do not ask to stop:

"Senior intends to continue following me?"

"Hehe..." Chen Jiyan smiled and said:

"Brother Mo, Zhang Baozhen gave you two letters of recommendation, but you can only join one sect. Do you plan to change one of them?"

"Senior." Mo Qiu sighed lightly:

"You have also heard. These two letters only allow me to meet people, but they don't guarantee that I can worship the sect."

"Furthermore, if he joins the sect as a Taoist soldier, Mo Mou may not be willing to say that he will succeed or fail."

He shook his head and moved forward.

"Don't!" Chen Jiyan stretched out his hand to stop him:

"You think about it again."

"Senior, what do you want to do?" Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes, his body was already full of black smoke and aura appeared one after another:

"I remember using force on Fairy Island, but it's a taboo!"

"Just joked, joked." Chen Jiyan's expression changed and waved his hands again and again:

"In that case, I will follow Brother Mo to have a look, if the first one is the first one, the second one..."

He did think of hands-on just now, but he didn't want the other party to perceive it sharply and instantly notice it.

and.

As the guard of the fairy island, he has never used force with anyone for many years, and he is also very worried.

"That's okay!" Moqiu nodded:

"I don't know how to do clones, one is enough."

"That's good." Chen Jiyan stretched out his hand and said:

"Let's go, let's go to the Lieshan faction first. I also know the fellow Hong Daoists who beckoned to the disciples of this faction."

The Lieshan School was a fairy school that started recruiting disciples last year.

Hong Dao has been about fifty years old, his face is red, and his hair is full of hair. He has seen the color behind the letter paper:

"It's reasonable to say that Hong should not refuse Zhang Daoyou's introduction, but... let Yijie Xiantian become an outside disciple, I said it doesn't count, and we need to wait for Senior Zhao to come back to make a decision."

Don't ask for caution:

"I don't know when Senior Zhao will return?"

"It takes three to five days as short as possible, and as long as...maybe directly back to the sect." Hong Daochang sighed softly and handed back the letter paper:

"Otherwise, how many more days will the two of you wait?"

"There is work." Mo Qiu helpless, only to bid farewell.

"It's a pity." On the way, Chen Jiyan looked regretful:

"If you are not a mortal, no matter how low your cultivation base is, if there is a true biography of Yanzong Zhang Baozhen, most of the sects will accept it."

"Hey!"

This sigh was full of helplessness.

Don't ask for the letter in his hand, if it falls into his hand, it will surely be able to sell for a good price.

"The next one is the Cangyu School." Mo Qiu didn't change his face, unfolding the second letter, and asked:

"Does senior know this school?"

"Yeah." Chen Jiyan nodded:

"Five hundred years ago, Jin Dan Grandmaster Cang Yu established an inheritance in the Lingyun Mountain Range and widely recruited disciples."

"After that, the real person fell, and the Cangyu faction was taken turns by the Four Pillar Peaks, during which the internal situation was not very clear."

"Count the time, the Cangyu faction should be leaving soon too!"

The two accelerated their pace and rushed to the temporary station of the Cangyu faction on Xiandao.

This time, it was a gray-haired old man who received the two of them. He held the letter paper and frowned:

"Mortal, beginner disciple?"

"If it's a Taoist soldier, it's nothing, but let a mortal become an official disciple..."

Mo Qiu heard the words, and his heart sank. If he became a Taoist soldier, he might as well join the imperial power. At least he was more likely to gain military exploits.

"Hey!" The old man sighed softly, his voice suddenly changed:

"If you can get a recommendation from Yanzong, the little friend should be extraordinary. I wonder if he is good at it?"

Do not ask for a turnaround, and hurriedly spoke:

"I am familiar with medical skills and can refine alchemy."

"Alchemy?" But not thinking, the old man frowned upon hearing this:

"A mortal's pill..."

"Nor." Mo Qiu shook his head and took out two pills from his body:

"You can refine Xiantian Pills and Tongqiao Pills underneath, and you can also try the general pill that aids Qi refining practice, but it's a pity that the medicinal materials are rare."

"Tongqiao Pill!" The old man moved his eyes, and the difficulty of refining this pill ~lightnovelpub.net~ is almost the same as that of ordinary Qi refining pill. He meditated for a moment and slowly put away his letter paper:

"If this is the case, it's not impossible to be an outside disciple."

As he said, rub his fingers gently.

Mo Qiu was taken aback, and the next moment he knew it instantly. He took out all the spirit stones on his body and handed it over:

"Some foreign objects are not respectable."

"Seven?" The old man curled his lips, his eyes were displeased, and he couldn't see this spiritual stone in his eyes.

"And, there is." Chen Jiyan on the side hurriedly stretched out his hand, took out more than a dozen spiritual stones, and made up a positive number of 20, and then the other party smiled.

"Well, what's your name?"

"Don't ask!"

"Um."

Mo Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, thought about it, and handed Chen Jiyan the recommendation letter from the Lieshan faction.