i have a fairy world

Chapter 60
Of course it's a joke to dissect.

There are [-] imperial guards stationed in front of the Sealing Dragon Hall, and there are also great masters secretly guarding it. Last time, a mysterious great master broke into the palace at night, but he didn't even enter the door.

Although Jiang Xuan is conceited.

I still know how many bowls of rice I can eat, and I must do less about rats and cats.

"Let's just study hard."

Jiang Xuan chose the room, and then looked at several rooms with the sign of 'Do Not Disturb'.

Not surprisingly.

Those living in these rooms are either meritorious people like him, or the elite eldest sons of the Luo family.

after all.

It has been more than 150 years since Shen Taizu founded the country.

Sons beget sons, grandchildren beget grandchildren, sons and grandsons are endless.

Now, including the direct descendants and offshoots, there are at least hundreds of thousands of descendants of the Luo family in the world.

These people are spread all over the country of Shen, and they will receive martial arts education from birth.

Best of the best.

As long as you become a talent, you can get the best education, and you will be sent to the clan mansion all the way.

Say master.

On the bright side, the Baishou Palace is the sacred place of martial arts in the Kingdom of Shen, and there are many masters in the mountain gate.

But think about it and you will know.

Even in the peak period of Baishou Palace, there were only eight thousand disciples in the sect.

Compared with the royal family that owns the entire world and hundreds of thousands of members of the Luo family, if the comprehensive value of the Baishou Palace is three thousand, the Luo family must be at least ten thousand.

"Little Grandmaster, low-key, low-key."

Jiang Xuan refrained from arrogance and impetuosity, like a little transparent, went upstairs lightly.

There are seven floors up from the arsenal.

The lower six floors are secret books on fist and palm weapons, light work, horizontal training, pile work, hidden weapons, and internal strength.

Jiang Xuan was not interested in these.

Because his martial arts have already been matched.

The unique weapon technique is the Tiangang 36 Hammer, the pile skill is the hundred-year longevity pile, the lightness skill is the hundred-life vertical cloud skill, the internal skill is the prairie heart method, and the palm method is the fiery palm that matches the heart method.

Although many skills do not overwhelm one's body.

But martial arts is such a thing that you can't chew too much. A complete system of exercises that can be completely matched is enough to deal with 90.00% of various scenarios.

As for why he didn't practice horizontal kung fu and hidden weapons.

It's okay to use a concealed weapon, it's not as easy to use as his gun.

Practice kung fu horizontally.

This thing takes too much time, unless you are the kind of martial arts wizard who is rare in a thousand years, it will take two to thirty years, or even three to fifty years to practice.

Jiang Xuan has already tried it.

I practiced a unique skill called Baiyu Gong, but after three months of practice, I didn't even touch the threshold. In Hong Gonggong's words: "Practice for two or three hours every day, and after about seven or eight years, It should be able to defend against the fist attacks of ordinary people. '

Isn't this a joke.

The set of heavy steel armor on his body weighed 132 kilograms in total and consisted of an inner soft armor, a middle armor, and an outer hard armor.

Not to mention the fists, feet and swords of ordinary people, even .38, .22, and even 5.56 caliber firearms cannot penetrate.

Spend two or three hours a day practicing like this, practice for seven or eight years, and only practice the defensive power of a leather armor. The effort is not directly proportional to the harvest.

have this time.

It's better to go out and walk more, dig and dig and dig in those places of interest, maybe you can dig out an immortal, at least this thing is not as nonsense as Xiuming Yugong.

Come back to God.

Jiang Xuan went up to the seventh floor in one breath.

Different from the various unique arts on the lower six floors, on the seventh floor of the arsenal, there are some miscellaneous classics related to martial arts.

As for how complicated.

Let's put it this way, here are basically the travel notes of some masters and great masters, and some unconstrained ideas, which were thought of but not completely created.

Say it's worthless.

Some wild ideas can give people some inspiration.

Say it's worth it.

The semi-finished art cannot be practiced blindly, otherwise the true energy will be reversed, and it will be easy to go crazy. I am afraid that the man who is practicing is not a man, and the woman is not a woman. One day, if you drink some soju, it will be troublesome if someone picks it up.
"Ok!"

all the way up.

Jiang Xuan also looked at the situation on other floors.

There are as many as four or five, and as few as one or two. There are people working hard on each floor, and among them, the sixth floor has the largest number of people on the floor that stores the unique skills.

But he didn't think so.

The people on the seventh floor are actually still above the sixth floor.

At a glance, there were seven old men sitting cross-legged in a library-like room.

Overhear one or two.

These seven people gestured to each other and discussed in low voices, as if they were adding follow-up to a certain unfinished book.

hiss!
These are the seven masters.

Never learn, never learn.

Martial arts secret books that directly point to the realm of the great master can be dubbed the word "exquisite learning".

If these seven old men can supplement the unfinished unique learning, they are not great masters in themselves, but must be polymaths among the masters, and there is no such polymath in the Baishou Palace.

"Look at what?"

See Jiang Xuan kept staring at them.

An old man said, "Although martial arts under heaven have different starting points and different emphases, they all lead to the same end by different paths. Otherwise, how do you think the hundreds of books of all kinds of unique studies came about?"

Another old man also said: "The papers used to preserve unique knowledge are mostly copper and iron books, or special kraft paper, but they will inevitably be damaged after thousands of years. The real big forces have a group of us who deduce and supplement them. The old guy who followed Quan Jue Xue, why, didn't your parents tell you?"

Jiang Xuan shook his head.

He was a monk halfway, and he was not considered a member of the mountain gate. Even if someone knew about this kind of thing, no one would tell him.

"Okay, you go and play."

See Jiang Xuan, a countryman who doesn't understand anything.

The several elders quickly lost interest and started discussing again around the fragmented book in their hands.

Jiang Xuan was interested in listening.

But he is just a person who learns exercises, and his understanding ability is far behind those who create exercises.

After listening to a few words, it is like a primary school student who learned that one plus one equals two is listening to a group of mathematicians discussing how to prove that one plus one equals two.

Surrounded by clouds, mountains and mists, it is specious, not in the same order of magnitude at all.

"Several seniors."

Although Jiang Xuan didn't understand, he also knew that these were erudite scriptures and veterans who had studied martial arts, so he couldn't help asking: "You guys are erudite scholars who are at the forefront of martial arts, inheriting the past and ushering in the future. I guess, you must have been exposed to a lot of martial arts, so I want to ask, do you think there are immortals in the world?"

"Xian?"

Hear this.

Several old men looked at each other and said with a smile: "Immortals are nothing but delusions of mortals. Throughout the ages, the overlords of the Heavenly Human Realm who have followed one after another have proved that this is a dead end."

"Extremely extreme." Another old man added: "For thousands of years, before and after, there must have been hundreds of overlords in the Heaven-Human Realm.

Shinjo is great enough.

Even his old man had never fantasized about taking over the path of immortality with martial arts, but only wanted to create a real life-prolonging exercise, so that the upper limit of the lifespan of a warrior would break through the [-] mark.

But that's it, it's nothing more than a waste of time, the life-prolonging magical skill was never born after all, why, you are also a lunatic who wants to be immortal? "

Jiang Xuan was a little surprised: "Why? Are there other people who have asked you this question and also want to pursue immortality?"

"Ha ha."

The old man couldn't help laughing: "There is no one in the world who is not afraid of death, and no one in the world does not look forward to immortals. You don't think you are the first person who loses interest in martial arts, and instead hopes for the existence of immortals, abandoning martial arts and immortals, so that you can travel to the sky?" .”

Jiang Xuan shook his head.

Human desires are endless.

Grandmasters, great masters, and even celestial beings are all within the scope of human beings, and have nothing to do with Zongheng Jiuxiao. He must not be the only one who wants to seek immortality.

"Don't bother us."

An old man said: "If you are interested in immortals, you can chat with him when Xiao Shiliu comes in the afternoon. He is not born to practice martial arts, and he is particularly interested in these things. You will have something to talk about."

heard.

An extra name came to Jiang Xuan's mind: "Prince Sixteen, Luo Pingsheng." '

(End of this chapter)