Evil Venerable

Yan Li saw Sheng Chengfeng, the deacon of the Hall of Merit and Honor again, still looking like a kind old man.

After the ceremony.

He directly poured out the hundreds of monster cores in his backpack.

Sheng Chengfeng looked at Yan Li suspiciously. Although there were many disciples who came to the Merit Point every day to exchange for merit, he was impressed by Yan Li, an outer disciple who killed a second-level monster with the cultivation base of Qi Refining Dzogchen. quite deep.

No, it's only been a few days since I saw him. He has already been promoted to an inner disciple. As far as he knows, the other party is this batch of newly recruited outer disciples.

Breaking through so quickly, it seems that this kid is a genius warrior.

Sheng Chengfeng glanced at the cores of many monsters. After seeing the cores of the Viper, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The Viper is a third-level monster, and its power is comparable to that of Shenyuan Realm warriors.

Yan Li was able to kill him, which showed that he had the strength comparable to Shenyuan Realm. He was able to compare Shen Yuan just after entering the Yuan Realm. This kind of aptitude was even better than ordinary geniuses.

"250 seven first-level monster cores, six second-level monster cores, and one third-level monster core. How about giving you a thousand merit points?"

"Thank you, Deacon Sheng."

When Yan Li heard it, he suddenly realized that the other party was taking advantage of him. He had already calculated that all the monster cores should be able to exchange for more than 900 merit points. If the other party gave one thousand, that would be dozens of merit points.

"Yan Li, practice hard and don't let the sect down." Sheng Chengfeng said softly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Sheng, this disciple will definitely work hard to cultivate!"

Yan Li quickly replied that although there are strict divisions in the ranks of disciples in the Great Wilderness Palace, if they are outstanding geniuses, they will still receive some special care from the sect's senior management.

Leaving the Hall of Merit and Merit, Yan Li went to the Sutra Pavilion again. Now he is an inner disciple and qualified to ascend the third and fourth floors.

Although he has such a heaven-defying technique as the Hunyuanjing, his cultivation speed is too slow, so he needs to choose a powerful and fast-paced technique to practice, and the Hunyuanjing is temporarily used as an auxiliary technique for cultivation .

In this life, he is not only a disciple of the Great Wilderness Palace, but also has another identity, the son of Li Wuming, the prince of the Dayun Empire. The last assassination failed. Presumably, those who want him to die will definitely send someone to assassinate him again in the near future.

Li Li had already died once last time. This time, he didn't want to die again. If he didn't want to die again, he had to have a strong body.

Moreover, there is another reason that compels him to be strong. Ten years later, Long Ziyue will be taken away by a mysterious person. Although he has not seen Long Ziyue yet, he has a premonition that he will meet her sooner or later.

She had a relationship with Long Ziyue in her previous life because his foundation was destroyed, so she gave up on herself and deliberately avoided Long Ziyue, so that she was depressed all her life.

In this life, no matter what, he can't give up on Long Ziyue, so in order to cope with ten years later, he must make himself a king in ten years, or even stronger.

Because at that time Lin Jingyun had completed the secret realm and was comparable to a king, but he was still not the enemy of the mysterious people. It was conceivable that the cultivation of those mysterious people had definitely surpassed the secret realm, and they were peerless masters of the king realm.

After checking the identity token, Yan Li entered the compound of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion again, and subconsciously searched for the old sweeper he saw last time.

No trace.

All the way up to the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion, his eyes scanned the various exercises on the bookshelves. Although there were not many low-level exercises on the first floor, there were thousands of them.

Yan Li is not the only one who came here to choose and read exercises.

Although he has just entered the inner sect, he has gained a certain reputation among the inner sect disciples because of the last ring battle, so many inner sect disciples smiled and nodded to him to express their goodwill.

It was necessary to keep quiet in the Sutra Pavilion, so Yan Li also nodded in response.

After a brief exchange of greetings, everyone looked up the exercises individually. The outer disciples had a chance to enter the Sutra Pavilion. If they want to enter in the future, they will need to consume merit points.

One merit point per hour.

Inner sect disciples can enter once a year, and after using this right, they have to pay merit points, ten merit points for an hour.

Therefore, no one would waste time on useless things in the Sutra Pavilion, and it is already very polite to be able to nod to Yan Li.

In Tianhuang Continent, there are high and low levels of martial arts, and naturally, there are also high and low levels of kung fu. Kung fu is divided into six levels, which are the same as realms.

Each realm is divided into peak, upper, middle, and lower.

The meridians of the lower vehicle are easy to run, easy to cultivate, and fast to enter the realm, but the accumulated energy is also small.

To use an analogy, two disciples with the same aptitude are practicing, one is practicing the lower vehicle method, and the other is practicing the middle vehicle method.

Then the disciples who practice the lower vehicle will definitely make a breakthrough before those who practice the middle vehicle, but once the disciples who practice the middle vehicle break through, the achievements of those who practice the lower vehicle will definitely not be as high as those who practice the middle vehicle.

In the previous life, Yan Li possessed Liang Chen, broke through the Yuan Realm, and gathered five cyclones to build a sea of ​​​​qi.

In this life, he has condensed nine cyclones, and his aptitude is even more against the sky.

Naturally, he can no longer practice intermediate-level exercises, so his goal this time is to find a suitable Yuanjing peak exercise for him.

The exercises in the Sutra Pavilion are also classified. Seeing Yan Li going straight to the peak exercises, the inner disciples who were reading here were all surprised.

Many people feel that Yan Li is too ambitious.

The pinnacle technique is not something anyone can practice if he wants to, and he must have a matching talent and aptitude, otherwise, if he cultivates on his own, he will only humiliate himself and achieve nothing.

Sensing the eyes around him, Yan Li naturally understood what they were thinking. He could only pretend not to see it, and he couldn't yell at them, "What do you know? I am a genius, and I am a genius among the geniuses who have condensed nine cyclones! "

In Yuanjing peak practice area, only two people inquired about exercises here.

One man and one woman!

The male is about 16 years old, with extraordinary temperament, tall and straight figure, with a hint of arrogance between his brows, this person Yan Li knew in his previous life, this person is called Ren Qiukuang, he is only 16 years old, and he is already a master of breaking the Yuan Realm. Man condenses five cyclones.

In his previous life, he also had a rivalry with Yan Li, but in the end Yan Li surpassed him and advanced to the Profound Realm before him.

He also knew that woman, twenty-eight years old, her face was as beautiful as autumn frost, fair and flawless, as beautiful as a flower, she was also a talented disciple for a day, and she was famous as a little fairy.

Seeing Yan Li approaching, Wenren Xiaoxian seemed to have never seen him, and was still concentrating on flipping through a book of exercises, but Ren Qiukuang raised his eyebrows sharply, and looked at him with rather unfriendly eyes.

When Yan Li saw this, he suddenly laughed dumbly, but he remembered one thing, that is, he had heard in his previous life that Ren Qiukuang was the suitor of Wenren Xiaoxian.

It seems that he misunderstood himself, thinking that he came to the cultivation area at the peak of Yuanjing to attract the attention of Xiaoxian Wenren.

But at this moment, Long Ziyue is the only one in his heart, how can he tolerate other women, let alone Wenren Xiaoxian, even a woman who is ten or a hundred times more beautiful than her, he will dismiss her.

Yan Li smiled wildly at Ren Qiu, deliberately distanced the two of them, walked to a corner, and looked for the exercises he needed.

It's not that he is afraid of Ren Qiukuang, but that he doesn't want to cause trouble. After all, time doesn't wait for me, and time is too tight for Yan Li.