Xuanbing Martial Ancestor

Chapter 6
The Hall of Martial Arts is where all the martial arts of the Haolan School are stored. It is divided into three floors, and each floor contains martial arts of different grades. Although martial arts are extremely scarce, the Haolan School is a sect after all. Compared with families like Gucun, Indeed a lot stronger.

Stepping into the Martial Hall, Gu Feng only felt a sense of wildness coming towards him. This was the spirit of wildness in the books. It can be seen that most of these books were left from the ancient time of wildness.

"Take out the token!" An old voice sounded, and an old man suddenly appeared from nowhere and appeared beside Gu Feng.

Gu Feng learned from Bai Xuan that in the Martial Palace, the selection of martial arts was based on the token and the ranking on the Haotian list, which was also part of the reason why Gu Feng killed the stone pillar.

After handing over the token, the old man glanced at it, and said calmly: "Student of the inner court, seventh-level spiritual power, No. 80 on the Haotian list! Well, you can go to the edge of the second floor to read!"

Come on, the old man disappeared again, as if he had never appeared before.

Only when you reach the realm can you see through the strength of a warrior at a glance. This is also the essential difference between the realm and the profound realm. Right now, the old man knows Gu Feng's spiritual power just by taking a light glance. Be more respectful.

"Since you can go to the second floor, let's go to the second floor!" With a mutter, Gu Feng put away the token, and found the stairs to the second floor of the Martial Hall.

There are only a few vertical shelves here, and there are only a few books on each shelf. According to the old man just now, Gu Feng can only read on the edge of the second floor. Facing this unknown environment, Gu Feng knows that the old man just now must He was looking at himself in the shadows, since he ordered so, then he did as he said.

Resisting the temptation of the martial arts placed in the center, Gu Feng searched for the martial arts on the edge.

"Broken Sword Technique!"

"Mixed hand!"

"Kaishan Palm!"

……

Books of martial arts are dazzling, but all of them are masculine and strong, and they should be low-level martial arts of Xuanpin. Gu Feng sighed secretly, and had to go to the first floor to have a look. Obviously, these martial arts are not suitable.

At this moment, Gu Feng captured a book of martial arts that was yellowed, but the location of this book was awkward. It was at the junction of the edge and the center of the second floor. It can be said that half of the book was at the edge and half of it was in the center. .

"This..." Gu Feng walked over, looked at it, and stretched out his hand, but because of what the old man said just now, the hand he wanted to take stopped.

"Go and get it if you want to see it!" An old voice sounded.

Sure enough, the old man kept looking at him, Gu Feng responded, and immediately put the yellowed martial skill in his palm, and turned to the first page, which read: Shuibo Gong.

Unable to restrain his curiosity, Gu Feng turned backwards at that moment, and the old man who was observing secretly nodded secretly. This book of Shuibo Gong has been in this martial arts hall for decades, and no one is willing to practice it, because it It is not a martial skill, but a mind method.

What they don't know is that this book of Shuibo Kung Fu is older than any other martial arts book in the Wudian, and it was left by a generation of Haolan Sect masters when they founded the sect.

In the blink of an eye, the night passed.

No one bothered Gu Feng. There were very few people coming and going on the second floor of the Martial Palace. What's more, there was this old man watching all the time. Naturally, Gu Feng's reading would not be disturbed.

Slowly closing the last page of Shuibo Gong, Gu Feng pondered for a moment, then sat cross-legged, and actually took the second floor of the Martial Hall as his cave, and began to practice with his eyes closed.

The old man who was guarding the Martial Palace was so angry that his eyebrows flew wildly, but after all, he didn't bother Gu Feng, and set up a restriction on the second floor to help Gu Feng become a guardian.

The time for cultivation is always the fastest. When Gu Feng slowly opened his eyes and exhaled the turbid air in his stomach, half a month had passed.

Feeling the spiritual power in his body, Gu Feng smiled. The water is always flowing, and with the help of water waves, the spiritual power in Gu Feng's body has formed a cycle, which is endless.

Eight levels of spiritual power.

"Little baby, how old are you this year?" An old voice sounded.

Only then did Gu Feng realize that he had been on the second floor of the Martial Hall, and when he thought that the old man hadn't disturbed him, he felt grateful, Gu Feng said: "15 years old!"

"15 years old, it's not bad to be able to penetrate the eighth level of spiritual power on your own!" The old man said with emotion, and then his voice disappeared in the martial arts hall again.

Pinching his nose, Gu Feng smiled slightly, put Shuibo Kung Fu back to its original position, and walked out along the stairs. After walking a few steps, Gu Feng came back again, because he had to find a book of martial arts, a book of spiritual skills. Martial skills that don't consume a lot of power, although the current Heaven-breaking Kungfu is very overbearing, it also consumes a lot of spiritual power and is not suitable for fighting.

After wandering around, Gu Feng found a martial art book that he thought was not suitable for him half a month ago, Nine Sticks.

The name sounds very domineering, but it is actually just a book of middle-level Huangpin martial arts. The Nine Cudgel Technique, as the name suggests, is to use stick techniques. In his previous life, Gu Feng liked people who use sticks very much. Now, after searching around, he chose took it.

Sitting cross-legged again, he read page by page, and made gestures with his hands from time to time, which made the old man in Wu Dian feel helpless.

In the blink of an eye, another half month passed.

Putting down the Nine Sticks Technique and walking out of the Martial Hall, when the door of the Martial Hall was opened, a burst of dazzling sunlight shot in and reflected on Gu Feng, giving him a taste.

Now that he had learned the Nine-stick Technique, Gu Feng didn't go to his cave immediately. After coming out of the Martial Palace, he went directly to the Military Palace to find a weapon that belonged to him.

The Military Hall is located in the northwest of the Military Hall. The two halls are very close to each other. After walking a few steps, Gu Feng came to the Military Hall. As soon as he stepped into the Military Hall, Gu Feng smelled a strong smell of iron rust.

In the Haolan School, every inner court disciple has a chance to go to the Hall of Arms to find their own weapons for free. Of course, these free things are naturally not very reliable.

Like the Hall of Martial Arts, the Hall of Arms also has three floors. The first floor is for the inner court disciples to take for free, and the second and third floors need to be exchanged for demon cores.
Killing monsters and obtaining monster cores can be exchanged for more powerful weapons from the Hall of Arms, everyone in the Haolan School knows this.

On the first floor, Gu Feng walked around carefully before finding an iron rod. It was very rough, but it was very comfortable to hold in Gu Feng's palm. The iron rod was full of rust, and it seemed to be a weapon that had been discarded all year round. , but Gu Feng still took it away.

What Gu Feng didn't know was that this iron rod was still at the highest level of the military hall a hundred years ago, but no disciples were willing to use it, so it went down level by level, and it was not placed in this free area until a few years ago.

The moment he walked out of the military hall, an old man smiled and said: "This little doll is really interesting. It's interesting to hold this weapon that no one has used for thousands of years!"

Wrapping it in gray cloth and carrying it behind his back, Gu Feng walked towards his cave.

When Gu Feng came to his grotto, he was dumbfounded for a moment. His cave had been destroyed, smoky, and the clothes inside were in a mess. There were even a few bright red characters left on the wooden door, "Gu Feng, come to a ray of sky." !"

(End of this chapter)