Yan Li saw Sheng Chengfeng, the deacon of the Hall of Merit, again, looking like the kind old man he was.
After the ceremony.
He poured out hundreds of monster cores from his backpack.
Sheng Chengfeng looked at Yan Li with some suspicion. Although there were many disciples who came to the merit point every day to redeem their merits, he was not impressed by Yan Li, the outer disciple who killed the second-level monster with Qi Refining Dzogchen cultivation. Quite deep.
No, they had not seen each other for a few days, and he had already been promoted to an inner disciple. As far as he knew, the other party was one of the newly recruited outer disciples.
Breaking through so quickly, it seems that this kid is a talented warrior.
Sheng Chengfeng glanced at the cores of many monster beasts. After seeing the core of the viper, a smile appeared on his lips. The viper is a third-level monster, and its power is comparable to that of a Shenyuan realm warrior.
Yan Li was able to kill him, which shows that he has the strength to compare with Shenyuan Realm. When he first entered the Yuan Realm, he could compare with Shenyuan. This kind of qualification is even better than ordinary geniuses.
"Two hundred and fifty-seven first-level monster cores, six second-level monster cores, and one third-level monster core. How about giving you a thousand merit points?"
"Thank you, Deacon Sheng."
When Yan Li heard this, he immediately realized that the other party was giving him an advantage. He had already calculated that all the monster cores should be exchanged for more than 900 merit points. If the other party gave one thousand, that would be dozens of extra merit points.
"Yan Li, practice well and don't let the sect down." Sheng Chengfeng said with gentle eyes.
"Don't worry, Mr. Sheng, this disciple will definitely work hard to practice!"
Yan Li quickly replied, although there are strict levels of disciples in Dahuang Palace, those who show outstanding genius will still receive some special care from the senior officials of the sect.
After leaving the Hall of Merit, Yan Li went to the Sutra Collection Pavilion. Now he was an inner disciple and qualified to ascend the third and fourth floors.
Although he has a heaven-defying skill like the Hunyuan Jing, his cultivation speed is too slow. Therefore, he needs to choose a powerful and fast-progressing skill to practice. The Hunyuan Jing is temporarily used as an auxiliary skill. .
In this life, he is not only a disciple of Dahuang Palace, but also has an identity, the son of Li Wuming, the crown prince of the Dayun Empire. The last assassination failed, so those who want him dead will definitely send people to assassinate him again soon.
Li Li died once last time. This time, he didn't want to die again. If he didn't want to die again, he had to have strong strength by his side.
Moreover, there is another reason that forces him to become powerful. Ten years later, Long Ziyue will be taken away by a mysterious person. Although he has not seen Long Ziyue yet, he has a hunch that he will meet her sooner or later.
Her relationship with Long Ziyue was destroyed in her previous life, so she gave up on herself and deliberately avoided Long Ziyue, causing her to be depressed for the rest of her life.
In this life, no matter what, he can't give up on Long Ziyue, so in order to cope with it ten years later, he must let himself achieve the king's realm in ten years, or even become stronger.
Because at that time, Lin Jingyun had already perfected the secret realm and was comparable to a king, but he was still not the enemy of the mysterious people. It can be imagined that the cultivation level of those mysterious people definitely surpassed the secret realm and they were peerless masters in the king realm.
After checking the identity token, Yan Li entered the Jingjing Pavilion compound again and subconsciously searched for the old man sweeping the floor he saw last time.
No trace.
All the way up to the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion, my eyes scanned the various exercises on the bookshelf. Although there were not many low-level exercises on the first floor, there were still thousands of them.
Yan Li is not the only one who comes here to choose reading skills.
Although he has just entered the inner sect, he has gained a certain reputation among the inner sect disciples because of the last arena battle. Therefore, many inner sect disciples smiled and nodded to him to express their goodwill.
It was necessary to keep quiet in the Sutra Pavilion, so Yan Li nodded in response.
After a brief exchange of greetings, everyone looked up the exercises. The outer disciples have one chance to enter the Sutra Pavilion. To enter in the future, they need to spend merit points.
One merit point per hour.
Inner disciples can enter once a year. After using this right, they must also pay merit points. Ten merit points last an hour.
Therefore, no one would waste time on useless things in the Sutra Pavilion. It was already very polite to nod to Yan Li.
In the Tianhuang Continent, there are high and low levels of martial arts. Naturally, there are also high and low levels of skills. The skills are divided into six levels, which are the same as the realms.
Each realm is divided into peak, superior, intermediate and inferior.
The routes of meridians of the inferior exercises are easy to practice, and the progress is fast, but the accumulated energy is also small.
For example, if two disciples with the same qualifications are practicing, one is practicing an inferior technique and the other is practicing an intermediate technique.
Then the disciples who practice the inferior technique will definitely achieve breakthroughs before those who practice the medium technique. However, once the disciples who practice the medium technique make a breakthrough, those who practice the inferior technique will definitely not achieve as high as those who practice the medium technique.
In the previous life, Yan Li possessed Liang Chen, broke through the Yuan Realm, condensed five cyclones to build a sea of qi, and his aptitude far surpassed everyone else. He chose to practice the Zhongyuan Kung Fu.
In this life, he has condensed nine cyclones, and his qualifications are even more incredible.
Naturally, he can no longer practice intermediate skills, so his goal this time is to find a peak Yuan realm skill that suits him.
The techniques in the Sutra Pavilion are also divided into categories. When they saw Yan Li heading straight for the peak technique, the inner disciples who were reading here were all surprised.
Many people feel that Yan Li is too ambitious.
Peak skills are not something that anyone can practice if they want to. They must have matching talents and qualifications. Otherwise, if you practice on your own, you will only bring humiliation to yourself and achieve nothing.
Feeling the looks around him, Yan Li naturally understood what they were thinking. He could only pretend not to see it. He couldn't yell at them, "What do you know? I am a genius, a genius among the geniuses who condensed nine cyclones!" "
In the Yuanjing Peak Kung Fu area, there are only two people checking the Kung Fu technique here.
One man and one woman!
The man is about sixteen years old, with an extraordinary temperament, a tall and straight figure, and a hint of pride between his eyebrows. This man Yan Li knew in his previous life, his name is Ren Qiukuang, he is only sixteen years old, and he is already a master of Yuan Yuan Realm. It is said that this person condensed five cyclones.
In his previous life, he had a rivalry with Yan Li, but in the end Yan Li was better than him and advanced to the Xuan realm before him.
He also knew that woman. She was twenty-eight years old, with a face as beautiful as autumn frost, fair and flawless, and as beautiful as a flower. She was also a talented disciple and a well-known fairy.
Seeing Yan Li coming over, Wenren Xiaoxian seemed as if he hadn't seen him before, still focusing on reading a book of exercises, but Ren Qiukuang raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a rather unkind look.
When Yan Li saw this, he suddenly smiled dumbly, but he remembered one thing, that is, he had heard in his previous life that Ren Qiukuang was the suitor of Wenren Xiaoxian.
It seems that he misunderstood himself and thought that he came to the peak Yuanjing Kung Fu area just to attract the attention of Xiaoxian Wenren.
However, at this moment, he only has Long Ziyue in his heart, so how can he tolerate other women? Not to mention Wenren Xiaoxian, even women who are ten times and a hundred times more beautiful than her, he will disdain.
Yan Li smiled wildly at Ren Qiu, deliberately distanced the two of them, walked to a corner, and looked for the technique he needed.
It's not that he's afraid of Ren Qiukuang, but that he doesn't want to cause trouble. After all, time waits for me, and time is too tight for Yan Li.