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He asked many handyman disciples who started at the same time as him, but he still couldn't feel his aura, but he had aroused his aura just yesterday, and it would take him less than a few days to enter the first level of Qi training and officially step into the Enter the gate of cultivating immortals.

Zhao Hai believes that the reason why he didn't become an outer disciple with a third-grade spiritual root is just bad luck.

Just when Zhao Hai was thinking about it, he was slapped hard on the back of the head again. He raised his head in pain and saw that it was Ning Zhiyuan who hit him. Lin Zhiyuan snorted coldly and withdrew his palm.

"Since I'm not familiar with you, what are you pretending to be in front of me, brat? It's just looking for a fight!"

On the other side, Ling Feng flew back on the paper crane as he had come here. He was in a good mood and greeted enthusiastic juniors and juniors along the way.

In Ling Feng's view, the disciples of the non-celestial sect seem to be a little too enthusiastic. In fact, after the great war between humans and demons, the non-celestial sect has continued for 3,000 years until now, including Ling Feng, there are only 28 direct disciples in total.

And basically, the dragons see their heads but don't see their tails. They are either practicing in seclusion or wandering outside, competing with geniuses from various sects.

You can see a living disciple of the Qing Dynasty, and Ling Feng is the only one at present.

So I was very enthusiastic.

"Senior brother Lin, this is the communication rune of the younger brother, we need to contact you more in the future...

"Senior brother heard that the disciples of the Qing Dynasty have a place to enter the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion once a month. I wonder if the senior brother can give me this opportunity?"

"Junior brother is willing to give out 10,000 low-grade spirit stones as a thank you!"

"Brother, sister here has two jars of old wine, can you invite brother Yuexia to taste this wine later?"

"If senior brother rewards you, junior sister will definitely wait for you!"

Among all the disciples, some wanted to make friends with Ling Feng, and some wanted to ask Ling Feng to do things.

In particular, an inner disciple boldly invited Ling Feng to taste fine wine, but Ling Feng refused him decisively.

You drink when you drink, why do you want to go at night? Seeing you, junior sister, you have no good intentions, don't go, don't go!

However, these people's words reminded Ling Feng that besides Primordial Chaos Heart, he doesn't know any spells now.

Maybe you can go to the Cangjing Pavilion to take a look. Earlier, Ling Feng used the messenger talisman to talk to the master. After getting permission, he turned around and flew in the direction of the Cangjing Pavilion. .

As for the matter of the house, it is not too late to deal with it later.

In the Sutra Pavilion, as the name suggests, this is the place where the non-immortal sect stores their martial arts and supernatural powers, and it is also an important place for the sect.

The Sutra Pavilion is divided into 7 floors. Handyman disciples are not considered as real beginners, and they are not qualified to go to the Sutra Pavilion. They can only practice the basic skills of non-celestial sects.

Disciples of the closed door can enter the first and second floors of the Sutra Pavilion, and disciples of the inner door can enter the third and fourth floors.

As for the 5th and 6th floors, only disciples of the scriptures and elders above the realm of heaven and man can step in.

It is said that the seventh floor of the Zangxin Pavilion releases the supreme exercises that can directly lead to the fairyland, and only the Supreme Master and the handmade works of Kefeng are eligible to read them.

"By the way, I have the token of the master in my hand, so I can access the Sutra Pavilion without hindrance..."

Ling Feng suddenly thought of a problem, not long after Ling Feng landed in front of the Tibetan Golden Pavilion, and put the Thousand Paper Crane back into the palm of his hand.

The shape of the Sutra Pavilion is tower-like, and it becomes smaller as it goes up. Lin Feng took a deep breath, and then stepped into the heavy.

There were many people in the Sutra Pavilion, but it was unusually quiet, even the sound of footsteps was suppressed, and words could be heard when needles dropped.

Ling Feng also learned (Zhao Lihao) that he looked good, restrained his steps, and did not disturb other disciples who were looking up the exercises.

"Hello, here is the token."

Ling Feng found the administrator of the Golden Pavilion and handed the token to the old man.

Although his realm is very low, he can still feel the vast aura of the old man.

Sure enough, the grandfathers in every library are not simple people.

When the grandfather saw Ling Feng, he was taken aback for a moment. There are people so similar in the world?

His heart started beating wildly!.