"Hey, old drunkard, dare you!"

"What can't I dare?" Old Qi glared, and the old ghost couldn't speak for a moment, so he could only stare.

I can't beat and beat, and my qualifications are not as old as others. What can I do? I owe it to myself.

Violet was in a better mood, and he saluted and said, "Old Qi, I have something to do. Let's go ahead."

"Go, go" Qi Lao waved his hand and said, "I am here."

After Mr. Qi finished speaking, he took out a pair of chopsticks, took a bite of the five-color dragon, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it into his stomach, and put another bite of sweet and sour white-winged black fish in his mouth.

After eating, Mr. Qi licked his mouth and said, "I announce that your match today will be a tie. I won't say more about the reason. Lan girl said what it is."

"Hey, you old drunk doesn't make sense anymore, right?"

The old ghost suddenly became anxious. Violet's words were justified and well-founded. He was angry but couldn't refute it. Mr. Qi was a bit unreasonable.

Old Qi pointed to the sweet and sour white-wing black fish and said, "If you don't believe it, try it yourself."

The old ghost thinks about it, he knows his own level, will it be enough to taste his.

Then the old ghost took out a pair of chopsticks, then reached into the sweet and sour white-wing black fish and took a bite into his mouth.

After a while, the old ghost walked out of the kitchen and dropped a bag before leaving and said, "It's still this time tomorrow, don't leave."

The old ghost lost, he ate the sweet and sour white-winged black fish made by Zhang Jingyi. The taste is different from that of his five-color dragon, and even worse in terms of taste.

But you should know that this five-color dragon, the old ghost is made with many high-grade ingredients, and it is still spiritual power.

Xiang Jing is just a few simple ingredients. The white-winged black fish whose meat is far inferior to the five-color fish is used, but the result is only slightly worse than his five-color dragon.

It's no wonder that Violet will say a tie. This is already taking care of the old ghost's face. From the perspective of a chef who is really immersed in cooking, the old ghost has lost.

Therefore, he left 10,000 top-grade spirit stones directly and left, and made an appointment for tomorrow.

Xiang Jing took out his chopsticks, took a bite of the five-color dragon and ate it. After rinsing his mouth, he took another bite of his own sweet and sour white-wing black fish. After thinking about it, he still accepted the bag of high-grade spirit stones.

Putting Maotai on the table, Xiang Jing said, "You eat first, I'm going back to the library."

"Well, go, go." Qi Lao Mo slipped open the wine bottle, drank and ate meat at the same time, coupled with that outfit, looked like he hadn't eaten for hundreds of years, quite a bit. funny.

Xiang Jing returned to Cangshu Pavilion and was not in a hurry to practice. With these ten thousand spiritual stones, take his time at night and make full use of the daytime.

Old Qi Qi gave him three days of viewing time in the Library of Books. This day is about to pass, and he can hurry and watch a little.

Back at the library, Xiang Jing went directly to the third floor, and took out a book casually.

It said "Xuanyun Sword Art" Xiang Jing went back to the attic, opened the book and read it.

This is obviously a swordsmanship. Xiang Jing has a total of two spiritual skills up to now, one Golden Sun Finger and the other Tiger Roaring Dragons. This is his first contact with swordsmanship.

This Xuanyun sword technique is a middle-grade Xuanyun sword. There are seven styles in total, each of which is very powerful. It can stir up the world and the earth when you practice the seventh style. There are detailed notes in the book.

But the only thing that's a bit frustrating is that this swordsmanship recommends the cultivation realm in the middle of the golden core.

Xiang Jing is only in the early stage of foundation construction, and there are still a thousand miles away from the middle of Jin Dan.

Suddenly Xiang Jing thought of a careful question and asked, "Yuan, can you copy this sword technique into my mind."

"can"

"OK, copy"

"Start copying, copy successfully"

Xiang Jing closed the book contentedly, and now all the contents of this Xuanyun Sword Technique, including the notes, have entered his mind.

Returning to the third floor, putting the Xuanyun swordsmanship back, Xiang Jing then picked up another copy of "Splitting the Mountain Palm" and chose to copy it without hesitation.

"Broken River Sword Technique"

"copy"

"Thunder Spear"

"copy"

The Heart Sutra of Conquering Demons

"copy"

"Shi Fang Palm"

"copy"

"Ming Wang Boxing Book"

"copy"

"Purple Yi Linggong"

"copy"

...

Xiang Jing got a book, no matter if it was a technique or a spiritual technique, he copied them all. At the same time, Xiang Jing also found that the collection of books here is so rich that it is almost all-encompassing. There are all kinds of techniques and spiritual techniques from the ground level to the yellow level. See the sky.

But even so, the number of collections is incredible. From the third floor to the first floor, Xiang Jing copied it until late at night.

Xiang Jing didn't bother to ask later, and Yuan didn't bother to prompt, so he picked up a copy and copied it.

Lying back on his bed, Xiang Jing smiled with satisfaction, and after working hard all night, he finally copied these books.

Fortunately, the brain volume is large, otherwise it will not explode.

He is now equivalent to a mobile library, all the books in the entire library are in his mind, just pick up a copy, and remember the punctuation clearly.

Xiang Jing pondered these exercises and spiritual skills, which could be put into his own sect in the future, as the foundation of sect establishment, to expand his collection.

Yuan spit out disdainfully, "If it weren't for my large memory, the host's head would have exploded long ago."

No matter how good a person’s memory is, no matter how large his brain capacity is, it is estimated that there are thousands of books in this Cangshuge. Xiang Jing copied all of them into his mind in one go, thanks to Yuan for backing up him in the system. Otherwise, the brain will really explode, and you will be stupid if you are not crazy.

Xiang Jing didn't bother to listen to him, and admitted that his face had snapped soon, took out the 11,000 spiritual stones he got from the old man today, and prepared to start practicing.

Of these ten thousand spiritual stones, those ten thousand are real high-grade spiritual stones, and these thousand should be low-grade.

Xiang Jing sat cross-legged and swallowed the clear spirit pill to start practicing. He first put a lower-grade spirit stone in his hand, tried the water first, and then considered whether to increase the amount.

While the heaven and earth aura slowly poured into Xiang Jing’s body, the aura of the spiritual stone in his hand was sensed and poured into Xiang Jing’s body at a faster speed, just like a pot of water was suddenly poured in a drizzle, a large group of aura sources. Constantly pouring into Xiang Jing's body.

Xiang Jing, who discovered this scene, was overjoyed, and quickly accepted this group of spiritual energy into his body and circulated Zhou Tian into the dantian. After that, he could see that a prototype of a new abutment appeared beside the original abutment.

Of course, it's just a rudimentary form, just like drawing and drafting a frame.

Even so, Xiang Jing was very happy. You should know that there was no progress in practicing last night, and today a low-grade spirit stone has its embryonic form.

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