Ten Trillion Beasts, My Pet Has Smashed The Heavens

When Lin Cheng heard the old man say this, his face was not good-looking, that is to say, the opportunity to pick up martial arts for free at the tenth level of martial arts was gone.

At that time, if you want to learn martial arts, you have to pay two hundred and fifty taels, two hundred and fifty taels, which is also a lot of wealth for cultivators in the martial arts realm.

This is equivalent to his pocket money for more than two months, and he only has one hundred taels a month.

One hundred taels a month, in fact, compared to ordinary people, it is equivalent to a family's living expenses for more than half a year, but compared to Lin Cheng, it is only a month's cost.

Lin Cheng's face was ashen. This kind of punishment was neither light nor severe. It was just right. However, his heart was dissatisfied. However, facing this old man, he did not dare to show his dissatisfaction with the old man.

I had no choice but to say, "I'm sorry, ancestor, it was my abruptness, and I am willing to accept the punishment."

The attitude is quite adequate, and there is no sign of dissatisfaction, but the heart has begun to curse.

Seeing Lin Cheng like this, Lin Bei felt amused, he was indeed a bully.

"Hmph, it's not an example." The old man snorted coldly and sat back in his seat, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Cheng stared fiercely at Lin Bei at this time, and threatened: "Lin Bei, don't fall into my hands in the future, I will make you regret it."

Now he doesn't dare to do anything to Lin Bei anymore. He was taught a lesson just now. If he does it again, the old man may never let him enter the library again.

"Oh, you can talk about it if you have the ability." Lin Bei smiled lightly.

A second-generation ancestor, Lin Bei would be afraid of him?

Even the elder Lin Bei of the Lin family is not afraid, will he be afraid of him, a mere scumbag of the seventh level of martial arts?

The system is his trump card. Later, a new batch of hemostatic herbs will mature. When they are sold, they will earn more than 20,000 taels.

With money, Lin Bei can exchange more things.

Don't say that it is a puppet of the martial arts realm, even Lin Bei, the puppet of the martial arts realm, can exchange it.

The next realm of the Martial Master Realm is the Wu Zong Realm.

Of course, this is only temporary. If you want to exchange it permanently, the price is not very expensive. Anyway, the current Lin Bei can't exchange it.

After Lin Bei finished speaking, he ignored Lin Cheng, but came to the old man's body and said, "I have entered the cultivator, and I came here to learn a martial art."

As soon as Lin Bei's words fell, the surrounding disciples of the Lin family were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Haha, Lin Bei said that he has become a cultivator, isn't that ridiculous?"

"Haha, I can't believe that Lin Bei is so thick-skinned, saying that he has become a cultivator. It seems that he wants to practice and wants to go crazy, right?"

Many people do not believe what Lin Bei said. After all, Lin Bei is now seventeen years old, and he has long missed the best age to start his practice.

Many people start exercising the body at the age of seven or eight, laying the foundation for cultivation, and generally enter the ranks of cultivators at the age of ten.

The best one to enter the ranks of practitioners should be before the age of sixteen, the earlier the better.

Lin Bei is already over sixteen years old. Generally speaking, when he is over sixteen years old and then enters the ranks of cultivators, he starts later than most people, misses the best time to lay the foundation, and his future achievements are limited.

Of course, unless there is a huge supply of resources, how could a small family like the Lin family put so many resources on a person who started so late.

Besides, the Lin family can't provide the resources to cultivate a strong man.

And Lin Bei has not been able to enter the ranks of cultivators for so many years, because after checking his body, Lin Bei's body is a waste, the meridians are complicated and blocked, and it can't be used any more.

Many doctors also lamented that with such a physique, Lin Bei is still alive, which is a miracle in itself.

Therefore, these disciples of the Lin family did not believe that Lin Bei could cultivate, thinking that Lin Bei was talking nonsense here.

The old man glanced at Lin Bei, there was no contempt in his eyes, he was very calm.

"Send out your breath." The old man said calmly.

"Okay." After Lin Bei finished speaking, he exuded the aura of the fourth-level martial artist. The aura was thick, far stronger than that of the average martial artist.

"Fourth level of martial apprentices." Some Lin family disciples exclaimed after feeling Lin Bei's breath.

Many people's eyes are shocked. This trash in the impression has become a cultivator of the fourth level of martial arts without saying a word?

"Yes, Martial Apprentice 4th Layer, alright, you can enter and choose a martial skill and a practice technique. The one on the left is the first-order martial skill area, and the right is the second-order martial skill and practice area." The old man said.

There was a hint of relief in his eyes, he knew this Lin Bei, and everyone called the Lin family a disgrace. Every year at the annual meeting of the Lin family, many Lin family would find excuses to humiliate Lin Bei and prevent Lin Bei from coming to the stage. For many years, Lin Bei could only endure silently. On a day like the annual meeting, everyone except the Lin family members who were away from home would attend.

Therefore, the old man knew Lin Bei, and he felt relieved to see Lin Bei become a practitioner. After all, Lin Bei was also his descendant.

As for Lin Cheng, who was standing behind Lin Bei, his face was not good-looking. It was unexpected that Lin Bei had become a practitioner of the fourth level of martial arts.

He felt slapped in the face. Just now, he kept scolding Lin Bei for not having a cultivation base and could not enter here. In a blink of an eye, Lin Bei showed the cultivation base of the fourth-level martial artist.

At the same time, he also felt that Lin Bei did it on purpose, no wonder he was able to evade his attack, causing him such a big embarrassment.

The hatred for Lin Bei was a little more in my heart, hum, it's just the fourth-level martial artist, he is the eighth-level martial artist, and the trash who crushed Lin Bei on the basis of his cultivation.

Although Lin Bei can cultivate, but in Lin Cheng's eyes, it still poses no threat to him, Lin Bei is still a waste.

"Yes." Lin Bei saluted, then entered the first-order martial arts area on the left.

The other Lin family disciples didn't embarrass Lin Bei. This is the Library Pavilion, so they can't make trouble. They saw what happened to Lin Cheng just now.

Besides, they have nothing to do with Lin Bei, and there is no need to provoke them. Not everyone is as defiant as Lin Cheng.

Lin Bei picked up a book of martial arts, called Sword Qi Jue.

"Ding, a first-order martial skill, Sword Qi Art, has been detected, do you want to learn it?"

At this time, the system suddenly rang.

"Huh? The system can also help you practice martial arts?" Lin Duan asked the system in his heart.

"Of course, as long as the host holds a martial skill in his hand and spends a certain amount of points, the system can help the host to directly train the martial skill successfully." The system responded.

"I'm too big, this function is great." Lin Bei was excited for a while.

"Excuse me, how many points do I need to learn this sword qi art?" Lin Bei asked.

"I'm scanning, and it's been scanned. It takes 100 points to learn the first-order martial arts sword qi art. If you need to improve your proficiency, the host can improve it by self-cultivation, or you can use points to improve it. Each commission is one. For a small level, you need to spend one hundred points." The system replied.