Your chance is good, now it's mine

If you are in the foundation building state, you can serve as the elder of the outer sect of Qingxuanmen.

As for the alchemy state, that is already the level of Qingxuan sect master, deputy sect master, inner sect elder and others!

As for the subsequent Nascent Soul Realm and Transformation God Realm, they can only be seen in more powerful sects.

If Ling Xuan can quickly recover to the Qi Condensation Realm, he will be able to protect himself.

……

the next day.

As soon as Ling Xuan woke up, he heard crying and howling from outside.

He opened the door and saw that it was Lei Yong and his two younger brothers who were beating up an outer disciple violently.

While beating back, he cursed and said, "Last month you borrowed 20 yuan of low-grade spirit stones from me. According to the agreed interest, you will pay me back 30 yuan with interest this month!"

The two younger brothers shouted arrogantly, "Yes, yes, yes, Brother Lei only took 25 low-grade spirit stones from you this time, and he has done his best!"

The disciple wailed, "That's what I saved up to buy the body-building pill. If I didn't have it, I would definitely fail the year-end assessment. Brother Lei, give it back to me, Brother Lei, please."

The outer disciples who saw this scene showed two completely different attitudes.

Those who are strong, who are close to Lei Yong's realm, or who are higher than him, all folded their arms and looked on, looking as if they had nothing to do with themselves, and had no intention of coming out to help.

The weak ones were full of fear, fearing that they would be the next one to be robbed, so they also didn't dare to come out to help.

In the end, they all just watched the outer disciple being beaten until he was covered in blood.

Lei Yong stepped on the disciple's chest and said with a sneer, "Remember, you still owe me five low-grade spirit stones!"

The two younger brothers laughed and said, "Go Lei, let's go to Huozaotang for dinner."

Lei Yong snorted coldly, "Well, after dinner, go to the Cangjing Pavilion, I want to choose a great martial art."

The three of them walked away after talking.

Ling Xuan was just watching from the room. He is not strong enough now, so naturally he will not rescue him.

Moreover, he knew the outer disciple who was beaten.

When his predecessor was number one in the outer sect, he acted generously and often helped weaker disciples.

The man who was beaten was one of them.

But once the predecessor fell back to the entry level of body training, those people he had helped did not help him.

The same is true for the person who was beaten.

"However, Lei Yong actually has another chance."

Ling Xuan was thoughtful.

Just now he clearly saw Lei Yong's panel information.

[Name: Lei Yong. 】

[Realm: Great achievement in forging body. 】

[Fate: Children of the family, wielding knives and guns, have little luck. 】

[Destiny: In the end, I will stop at the Dacheng of Qi Concentration and serve as the deacon of Qingxuanmen. Seven years later, when I went out to perform a mission, I was killed by a passing evil monk. 】

[Recent chance: I feel that the means to defend against the enemy are somewhat lacking, so I went to the Cangjing Pavilion to select martial arts, and accidentally got a mysterious martial art in the interlayer of the cover of "Tiger Roaring Fist". 】

Ling Xuan noticed two things.

First of all, Lei Yong's fate has changed a lot.

Before, it stopped at the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm, but now it has directly dropped to the Great Achievement of the Qi Condensation Realm.

This shows that the marrow washing pill has indeed given Lei Yong a huge boost.

After all, it can wash the scriptures and cut the marrow, and remove impurities from the body, which is equivalent to speeding up the speed of future cultivation.

Secondly, it is Lei Yong's recent opportunity.

"I went to the Cangjing Pavilion to choose martial arts, and I actually found Xuanji martial arts... This is the chance that only the protagonist of the novel can have." Ling Xuan felt emotionally in his heart.

Cultivation techniques and martial arts, like treasures, are divided into four ranks of heaven, earth, black and yellow, and each rank is also of the top, middle and bottom ranks.

Outer disciples, every time they break through a small realm, can choose a yellow-rank kung fu method or martial skill in the Sutra Pavilion for free.

The rest of the time must be purchased with Lingshi.

As for the Mysterious Rank Martial Skills, you must at least reach the level of inner disciples to get them for free.

Or, you need to spend at least [-] low-grade spirit stones to buy it.

When Ling Xuan's body was still number one in the outer sect, he also wanted to save money to buy Xuan-level martial arts.

But he was born in poverty and can only rely on himself.

The spirit stone will be used to buy body forging pills again.

Therefore, there are still not enough spirit stones.

If he can obtain this mysterious martial skill, his strength will definitely increase a lot!

"While he is going to Huozao Hall for breakfast, I will rush to the Sutra Pavilion one step ahead, so that I can take away that mysterious martial art before him!"

Thinking so, Ling Xuan immediately went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Qingxuanmen was built in the Qingcang Mountains.

The tallest and largest one is Qingcang Mountain.

Handyman disciples and outer disciples live at the foot of the mountain.

Buildings such as the Sutra Pavilion, the Treasure Pavilion, and the Neimen Disciple Court are all located on the mountainside.

Further up is the place where the elders, deputy sect masters, sect masters and other big shots live.

Ling Xuan climbed up the stairs, and a mountain peak in front of him came into view, with a powerful aura.

A large waterfall like a white horse fell from the top of the mountain and crashed into the deep pool. The rumbling sound was like ten thousand horses galloping.

There are vigorous trees growing on both sides of the steps, with branches like horned dragons, covered by many pavilions and palaces.

It was the first time for Ling Xuan to see such a scene of the fairy family, and he couldn't help feeling a little excited.

Chapter 3 Jiehu Xuanjie Martial Skill Thunder Shadow Swordsmanship

After a while, Ling Xuan walked into a pavilion.

This is a tall and splendid pavilion, and the wood selected is spirit wood over a hundred years old to ensure that it will not be rotted by insects.

At the entrance to the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there is a middle-aged man with a gloomy face.

This person is the deacon guarding the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

Of course, he is not some awesome elder or peerless master.

Just an ordinary deacon in the condensed state.

In front of Ling Xuan, there were two more disciples queuing up to enter.

Both of them are outer disciples, one is strong and the other is skinny.

That majestic disciple had big arms and a round waist, full of energy and blood.

Ling Xuan glanced at it, and knew that he had at least reached the perfection of body training.

And that skinny disciple, even with a pale face, was just at the beginning of the body training state.

Such outer disciples have always been the targets of Lei Yong's exploitation.

Seeing that majestic disciple, the deacon of the Sutra Pavilion got up enthusiastically, "Please come in, please come in, just tell me if you have anything to do."

And when the skinny disciple wanted to enter, he changed his face and stretched out his hand bluntly, "A low-grade spirit stone."

Lingshi is hard currency among monks.

According to the purity, spirit stones are divided into top grade, top grade, middle grade and low grade.

The ratio between them is almost always maintained at one to one hundred.

A medium-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for 100 yuan low-grade spirit stone.

However, 100 yuan of low-grade spirit stones may not necessarily be exchanged for a medium-grade spirit stone, and the premium is almost always around 110 or [-].

The skinny disciple was shocked when he heard the words, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Why does that senior brother not need money to go in, but I want money to go in?"

The deacon of the Sutra Pavilion disdainfully sneered, "How can you compare with someone who has completed the physical training state? Pay the money quickly! Otherwise, you won't even be able to enter today!"

In the end, the skinny disciple couldn't stand any longer and had no choice but to walk away.

A low-grade spirit stone is already one-third of his property, how can he hand it over so easily.

After the skinny disciple left, it was Ling Xuan's turn.

The deacon of the Sutra Pavilion glanced at Ling Xuan, "Name?"

Ling Xuan reported his name.

The deacon of the Cangjing Pavilion glanced up at him, and sneered, "You are the one who used to be number one in the outer sect, you have ruined your foundation, and you still want to choose martial arts?"

Ling Xuan frowned, "The disciples of Qingxuan Sect can choose martial arts, why can't I?"

The deacon of the Sutra Pavilion laughed strangely, "Of course, I can let you in if you hand over a low-grade spirit stone."

Ling Xuan was speechless for a while.

According to the rules of the sect, it is free for disciples to enter and exit the Sutra Pavilion, and only after selecting exercises and martial arts do they have to pay.

But there are rules and countermeasures.

The deacon of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion has very little power, but he can still use this to exploit the weak and charge extra fees.

However, he shrewdly avoided the powerful disciples.

In this way, no one can do anything about him.

Ling Xuan didn't want to waste time, so he had to take out a low-grade spirit stone and pass it over.

The deacon of the Sutra Pavilion chuckled, "That's right, I just like people with knowledge, let's go in."