The damn protagonist template

Chapter 22

Seeing the old man Kuteng came back, Zhu Jue anxiously hanged himself on him.

If he continues like this, sooner or later he will be forced to become the most powerful Xuan Yizong.

At that time, even if he is not a big brother, he will be a big brother. Who can I ask for reasoning?
Although the old man withered vine looked disgusted, he still picked him up along the way. Who would have promised him to send him there before.

After flying for a while, the old man with the vine took the initiative to ask: "Why are you pulling me in such a hurry, I seem to hear someone calling me."

"No, no, you heard it wrong."

Zhu Jue quickly changed the subject, "Why have you been here for so long? Didn't you say that there will be vacancies when the time is up?"

The old man Kuteng immediately waved his hand and said, "At first, the old man even thought that he wouldn't be able to line up with you today, but there are so many disciples in this round, at least we have to wait another two or three days."

"But halfway through, for some reason, the number of people suddenly dropped by more than half, saying that they went somewhere to watch the ring."

"The old man is also confused for a while. When will the event be held in the sect? Is this more important than learning Buddhist scriptures from the Immortal Pavilion?"

Zhu Jue looked embarrassed, most of those people wanted to go to his place to watch the fun.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise, and took a loophole for himself to enter the fairy pavilion.

At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded from my mind.

The water-blue translucent screen automatically spread out in front of my eyes.

"Ding!"

"The new task has been issued, please pay attention to check it."

"Task chain: [Climbing to the summit] is currently continuing."

"Conditions for completing the task: become the senior brother of Xuan Yizong."

"Current task two: Obtain the Supreme Immortal Scripture from the Immortal Pavilion."

"Mission reward: [-] points of cultivation."

"Time limit: 24 hours."

"The timing starts from entering the Xiange."

The way to start the task has actually changed. Didn’t the timer start at the same place before?
But that's good too, so as not to make any mistakes in the middle.

Zhu Jue looked at the screen carefully, and found that the assignment of the task this time was finally reliable.

Look at the completion conditions of this task, "Obtain the Supreme Immortal Scripture", is this a task that humans can do?
I am just a little brother who cultivates qi, but he is handsome and has a high charm value. Even if he does normal tasks and tries his best, he can't handle this!

Finally encountered a task with an explosive difficulty value, Zhu Jue couldn't help crying with joy, weeping in his own arms, crying in a storm...

With the difficulty of this single round of the mission, he can complete the final mission of the mission chain. This time, he will definitely be able to secure his cultivation.

Since the time starts from entering the Immortal Pavilion, then I only need to stay in the Immortal Pavilion for 24 hours, right?

The basic reward is 24 points of cultivation, if it is 1 times, it is [-] points of cultivation!

In the Qi refining stage, the cultivation level required to upgrade in each small stage will only increase by [-], which will not be as big as the gap in the later realms.

Then these cultivation bases are completely enough for him to ascend to the eighth level of Qi Refining!

Jumping five levels in a row to the eighth level of Qi refining in one day, perhaps this is the treatment of the protagonist.

Zhu Jue was finally genuinely excited, wishing he could rush into the Immortal Pavilion right now.

But he didn't forget what he was doing in Xiange this time.

Find a qigong method that you can practice.

Although he is fast in leveling up, he can't hold back this horrible savvy one.

It may be more difficult than the task itself to find a kung fu that is suitable for oneself and can be cultivated with almost no need for comprehension.

What a trouble to happiness.

……

The old man Kuteng's flying speed was still as fast as thunder, and during the time Zhu Jue was thinking wildly, he had already quietly arrived outside the fairy pavilion.

Even though it was heard that many people had already left, there were still a large number of disciples gathered outside the door and queuing up obediently.

Every once in a while, one person will come out of the Xiange, and the next one will continue to enter.

The old man Kuteng beckoned, a disciple immediately understood and made way for Zhu Jue.

There are still people who occupy a seat for him, so is this the privilege of the old man with the vine?

Why does it feel somewhat shabby?

But something is better than nothing. As a privileged person, he quietly ignored the sight of many disciples and joined the team steadily.

There are about four or five people ahead.

The flow rate of time inside and outside the Xiange is different, and the time of day inside is only about one hour outside.

The time each disciple can occupy is at most one hour, so I should be able to arrange myself within today.

The fairy pavilion itself occupies a very small area, only about one foot high.

There is a small door that can be entered by one person. It looks very small overall, and it is easy to skip it if you don't pay attention.

The whole body is dark green, and it is a small minaret made of bronze, revealing a sense of antique desolation.

Although its appearance is unattractive, Zhu Jue will not dare to underestimate it, after all, it is a genuine fairy weapon.

Moreover, it is a kind of space-time storage fairy artifact with high specificity. Not only does it have its own small world in which people can live, but it also has an almost endless library, which is of extremely high value.

But none of the current Xuan Yizong can control it.

Otherwise, Xuan Yizong would not still be in an awkward position between the upper sect and the middle sect.

The overall strength is here, but the facade is actually just a strong person in the realm of transforming gods, that is, because of the existence of immortal artifacts in the sect, people are jealous, otherwise he would have been kicked to the middle and lower sects.

But once you can master this fairy weapon, there will be a gap between heaven and earth, and the people of the Holy Land have at least fully mastered one fairy weapon.

It was many years later that the version near Zhu Jue's crossing before this fairy weapon was mastered, and Xuan Yizong completely became famous and became the aloof Xuanyi Sacred Sect.

Now, even in the entire Tianzhou, they can only be regarded as a well-to-do level at most.

Not to mention the dark years that followed, it is really inspirational to be able to rise all the way through those years.

Time passed quickly, and the people in front were all over.

Finally it was his turn, Zhu Jue walked forward full of excitement, held the doorknob firmly, opened the door and walked in.

After entering, you will find that the space inside is actually astonishingly large, almost endless.

This is the magic of the Immortal Artifact, which is a small world of its own.

Generally speaking, there are only two floors here.

The first floor alone has hundreds of millions of books, and the endless books are neatly displayed on the endless corridors.

Not far away is an upward staircase.

In Zhu Jue's memory, the door above this ladder is the key, which is the so-called second floor.

That is another world that can only be opened by the selected people, and the world seen by everyone who has entered is completely different and completely random.

In fact, this fairy pavilion should have countless layers.

Zhu Jue went straight up the stairs, wanting to see if he was the chosen one, and grabbed the doorknob on the second floor.

Suddenly, the door opened by itself, and a petite figure floated out from inside.

Her black hair was casually scattered around her delicate collarbone like a waterfall, and she was wearing a light and pure white gauze dress.

Bare feet swayed gently beside Zhu Jue like an elf in the wind, she smiled slightly and her eyes were like crescent moons, and said softly: "My little brother, it seems that you and I are very destined!"

Zhu was determined to be taken aback.

Could it be that this feeling is—a fairy artifact?
How is it possible that there are weapon spirits in the fairy pavilion? !
A sense of unhappiness gradually rose in my heart, and I couldn't get rid of it.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket~
　　


(End of this chapter)