Accompanied by Zhu Sijia, Ye Chuan came to the sect's Sutra Pavilion.
Just as he was about to raise his head and walk in, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking Ye Chuan's way.
Jin Hua, a master of the Alchemy Hall, had been waiting at the entrance of the Sutra Pavilion for a long time, and his eyes secretly glanced at the hot Zhu Sijia.
"What do you want to do?" Ye Chuan's face was calm. There were no surprises or shocks, and he seemed to have expected them. Jin Hua was greatly disappointed when he suddenly jumped out.
"Don't do anything, stay away from Junior Sister Jiajia."
Jinhua stared at Ye Chuan fiercely, and his originally handsome face suddenly turned ferocious.
"Well..., I'm afraid that won't work." Ye Chuan shook his head, "It's not that I want to follow Jiajia, it's that she insists on following me."
"Fart, that's Grandpa's order, who wants to follow you?" Zhu Sijia was so angry that she threw away Jinhua's extended hand, angrily looking down on everyone. Looking at the faint evil smile on Ye Chuan's face, he realized that he had been fooled.
"That's it for now, kid, you can enter the Sutra Pavilion by yourself. However, I can tell you clearly that the top disciples of Xuanding Sect and Wudan Sect have long been masters of the third level of monks. Even if you have a heaven-level skill If you practice Dharma immediately, you will definitely not be an opponent in the competition, and you are destined to die in their hands. The smart ones will just hide on Ziyun Peak like before. It doesn't matter if you die, don't embarrass the sect. "
Jinhua looked disdainful and was too lazy to talk to Ye Chuan. "Jiajia, let's go. I found an interesting place in the back mountain. Let's go for a walk together."
Jinhua stretched out his hand again, wanting to hug Zhu Sijia's slim waist. Monsters are rampant in the back mountain, so most people don't dare to go there during the day, but for capable disciples, it happens to be a good place for a tryst. Using the blue sky as a quilt and the green earth as a bed, galloping freely, tsk tsk, the thought of that scene makes people excited.
"No! If you want to feed the mosquitoes, go ahead and don't bother me."
Zhu Sijia knocked off Jinhua's hand with a snap, showed the token to the guard, and walked into the Scripture Pavilion without looking back, "Boy, if you want to find a powerful skill, hurry up!"
"Junior brother Jinhua, you see, it's really not me who wants to be with Jiajia, she does it of her own free will. Alas, women are troublesome, and beautiful women are even more troublesome. You can't get rid of her even if you want."
Ye Chuan shook his head, looking embarrassed, and slowly turned around and left.
Behind him, Jin Hua, who was standing in the wind, looked ashen with anger. In the past few days, since Ye Chuan came back from God Burial Valley, he felt that Zhu Sijia was distracted, sometimes angry, sometimes alone in a daze, which completely left him aside.
"Boy, let's see if you can still smile in a few days!"
Jinhua gritted his teeth and turned around to leave. His heart was like a burning torch, and his anger was getting stronger and stronger.
He just couldn't understand why he was inferior to Ye Chuan, the mediocre senior brother in name only. He is handsomer than him, has a bigger background than him, and is stronger than him. How can he not compare with him? Could it be that Ye Chuan's temperament changed drastically after narrowly escaping death, and he became so bad that he won Zhu Sijia's heart? Is it because he was not bad enough
Jinhua was aggrieved because his pursuit failed, so he vented his anger on Ye Chuan, secretly planning how to make the latter suffer.
The Sutra Pavilion was heavily guarded, but when they saw the warrant in Zhu Sijia's hand, no one stopped the two of them. Ye Chuan followed Zhu Sijia and strode in.
Like the Weapons Pavilion, the Sutra Pavilion has three floors. It is said to be all-encompassing and contains powerful heaven-level techniques. It is even said to contain saint techniques. It's a pity that no matter how powerful he is, he can't stand up to ordinary people. No one is allowed to ascend the heavily guarded third floor without the leader's order or the unanimous approval of the Council of Elders.
"The Diamond Technique can make you invulnerable to weapons and bullets. Boy, how about this technique?" Perhaps he knew that Ye Chuan's time was running out and he would die in the competition. Perhaps he didn't want Ye Chuan to lose too badly and embarrass the sect, so Zhu Sijia took the initiative Help Ye Chuan find powerful skills. Qi Gui Qi, Xiao Nizi is still very efficient in doing things and knows what skills are powerful.
Ye Chuan shook his head, "No, let's find another one."
"The Full Moon Riding the Wind Technique allows you to ride the wind on a full moon night. This technique is very powerful. How about it?" Zhu Sijia pulled out a booklet and the two of them leaned their heads together. Ye Chuan smelled the smell again. Light body fragrance. The fragrance was intoxicating, penetrating into the heart with every sip. Ye Chuan glanced at Zhu Sijia's proud chest and took a big sip in an exaggerated manner.
"rogue!"
When Zhu Sijia reacted, her neck turned red with embarrassment. She gave Bai Yechuan a sharp look and distanced herself, feeling ashamed and angry.
"Change again." Ye Chuan still shook his head and looked at the shy Zhu Sijia with a smile. This girl is fierce and fierce in her work. Unexpectedly, she is also shy at critical moments.
The Sutra Pavilion is an important place of the Yunwu Sect. Disciples can only enter once a year, and the collection of books inside is extraordinary. Zhu Sijia found out many famous techniques, but Ye Chuan didn't like any of them. Finally, I found a dusty booklet in a corner, with the word "Cun Mang" written on the cover.
"Boy, this..., this is just a martial art, you..." Zhu Sijia looked at Ye Chuan in disbelief.
Instead of using the martial arts that all monks dream of, and choosing a martial art that can only be practiced by secular people, this is really crazy!
Zhu Sijia was confused and looked Ye Chuan up and down.
After returning from the God Burial Valley, Ye Chuan, the senior brother, became increasingly difficult to see through.
"I am only at the fifth level of a martial artist now. What should I choose if I don't choose martial arts?" Ye Chuan smiled, turned and left.
No one cares about Cun Mang's technique. Only he knows that this is the innate magical power of Ghost Hand Medicine King, the founder of Yunwu Sect.
The old guy was once a rabbit demon with a mouth that kept moving. He liked to steal treasures and herbs. For this reason, he once hid a small blade in his mouth to do anything. After many times of hard work, this talent was condensed into a martial skill. Later, after becoming a great sage, the Ghost Hand Medicine King reorganized and refined it. After successful practice, its power was far superior to that of ordinary monks.
It's a pity that millions of years later, no one in Yunwu Sect has any idea about the origin of this martial skill.
It was a rare time to enter the Sutra Pavilion. The disciples were all running towards various monk techniques. Who would notice such a martial art
Even if someone occasionally comes in and reads this booklet and doesn't calm down and practice hard, it's useless and they won't be able to discover the power of this technique.
Carrying the dusty booklet, Ye Chuan left the Sutra Pavilion and went to the Weapon Pavilion to pick out nine one-inch-long thin blades.
After hearing the news, several elders shook their heads and looked ugly, but Jin Hua, who was thinking about how to attack Ye Chuan, burst into laughter.
Entering Baoshan but returning empty-handed, what else is this than an idiot
Jinhua laughed, but then he remembered that Zhu Sijia would rather stay with such an idiot and ignore him, and he couldn't help but feel even more depressed.
You can lose to anyone, but if you lose to Ye Chuan, a senior brother who is famous in name only, how will he, Young Master Jin, hold his head up in front of others in the future
Jinhua used his strength to crush the wine glass in his hand, frightening the maid in his arms to pale. I feel unhappy, no matter how good the wine is, it tastes bad.
"Master, it's a trivial matter to make that boy Ye Chuan suffer. Why don't we..."
The counselor standing aside was smart and knew what Jinhua was thinking. He took two steps forward and whispered a few words in his ear. The gloomy Jin Hua's eyes lit up and he laughed.
A hundred miles away, in the Xuanding Gate facing the Yunwu Sect, someone was also laughing.
"Hahaha, with a mortal body, a mortal body, and a mortal life, when you enter the Weapons Pavilion, you take a broom, and when you go to the Sutra Pavilion, you choose a book of martial arts. With such a great disciple, it is difficult for the Yunwu Sect not to lose. It seems that the Yunwu Sect’s luck has really come to an end.”
In a grand hall with two rows of bronze cauldrons, a giant man over two meters tall was hesitating with a green light coming from his mouth and nose, raising his head and laughing. After a long time, he looked at a confidant kneeling below and his face turned cold, "Xiao Wu, is that boy Ye Chuan really only a fifth-level warrior? Have you found out clearly?"
"Go back to the head master and find out clearly. It is indeed correct." Xiao Wu replied.
"Hahaha, okay, continue to explore, and at the same time pay attention to the actions of the Wudun Sect. The Yunwu Sect is finished, the overlord of the Yunwu Mountains belongs to our Xuanding Sect!"
The giant man laughed loudly, and the ninety-nine bronze cauldrons in the hall began to buzz at the same time. The guards guarding the door felt their eardrums stinging, and their bodies were trembling. After a pause, the giant man's face turned cold, and he was still a little worried, "No, I still have to go to the Yunwu Sect to see the situation of the Yunwu Sect with my own eyes. Well, what kind of gift should I prepare for the Yunwu Sect? "
The giant man above the main hall suddenly began to think deeply, and his eyes suddenly turned cold. Not long after, he had an idea in his mind and smiled evilly, the smile was particularly cold and ferocious.