As a Keeper of the Sutra Pavilion, You Will Become Stronger By Reading! Chapter 7

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 “The tenth ring of Wind and Thunder Palm?!”

 “How can there be a tenth ring?”

“Isn't the ninth ring the strongest?”

At this moment, Zhou Yu, whose eyes were shocked, almost doubted her life, but she saw with her own eyes the power of the tenth ring of Wind and Thunder Palm.

If the power of the ninth ring is 1.8 times higher than that of ordinary wind and thunder palms, then the power of the tenth ring is 3 times higher than that of ordinary wind and thunder palms.

 She could not even imagine such a terrifying improvement.

You must know that such martial arts cannot be placed on the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion. It has to be on the second floor anyway.

Moreover, it is impossible for a handyman disciple like them to learn it.

Endless doubts arose in her heart, but Qin Feng, as the instigator, did not stop there, but continued until the twelfth ring. He felt that it should be enough, so he stopped.

 It must be worthy of the sixty points paid by the other party.

 You want to ask for nine rings. I played twelve, which should be enough.

 “Sister, how are you doing?”

Qin Feng looked at Zhou Yu, who was stunned, and his voice brought him back from the shock.

“Junior brother, how did you do it?”

The moment Zhou Yu opened his mouth, he felt ashamed. Although he was in the bronze skin realm, he felt that when he used the twelve-ring wind and thunder palm, he, who was in the late stage of the marrow cleansing realm, was no match for him.

If nine rings to defeat her is an illusion, then twelve rings to defeat her is an extremely certain intuition.

 Qin Feng smiled and did not answer Zhou Yu. Obviously this was not included in the points.

Seeing Qin Feng's smile, Zhou Yu knew that she was Meng Lang. In any case, she spent her points today at an unprecedented value.

Although she may not be able to hit twelve rings, it is definitely possible to go back and practice ten rings by herself.

 Practice requires striking while the iron is hot. Thinking of this, Zhou Yu looked at Qin Feng.

"Junior brother Zhou Yu will never forget your kindness today, and he will definitely repay it in the future."

 After saying that, Zhou Yu solemnly thanked Qin Feng, turned around and left decisively.

 “Hey~Sister Yu?”

"Why did you come out so quickly? Have you practiced the ninth ring?"

The sweet girl was bored, but when she saw Zhou Yu coming out of the Sutra Pavilion, her two big eyes gleaming, she became extremely curious.

Zhou Yu did not speak, but took the sweet girl by one hand and left the forbidden area directly.

“Hey, hey, sister Yu, you haven't said anything yet.”

In the Sutra Pavilion, Qin Feng didn't pay attention to Zhou Yu's words. Wasn't this just a deal?

He didn't know that Jiuxiao Holy Land was about to hold a disciple competition, but even if he knew, he might not feel much about it, because he was just a cabinet guard.

At this moment, Qin Feng's expression moved, and he took a step forward. His figure was like lightning and flint, and came to the door of Wang Chen's room, leaving behind a series of subtle thunder lights.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the door and entered, and then saw Elder Xiao, who was dressed in black and had black hair, and another old man who was dressed in white and had black hair like steel needles.

I saw the two old men standing quietly in front of Wang Chen's bed without expression, while Wang Chen on the bed had no breath.

At this moment, the eyes of the old man in white fell on Qin Feng. The latter suddenly felt his body tighten, as if even his soul was being scanned.

 Then, the old man in white disappeared in front of him.

“Young Qin Feng, from now on, you will be the guardian of this Scripture-Depository Pavilion!”

 “You have obtained all the permissions Wang Chen has.”

"Work hard and try to live for a few more years, but don't let the old man with white hair give away the black hair." Although Elder Xiao's tone was a little emotional, there was still no wave in his eyes. With his state of mind, it was very difficult for him to treat a person with white hair. The death of the first level Ming Zhuji was somewhat emotional, and it was already the most important thing.

 After saying these words, he patted Qin Feng on the shoulder, then turned and left.

At the same time as he left, Wang Chen's body was also taken away and buried in another place. He could no longer remember how many corpses of the cabinet guards he had collected.

Looking at the empty room, Qin Feng felt inexplicably a little disappointed.

If he had not been taken to the Sutra Pavilion by Wang Chen, would he have survived until now? Probably not.

This world is very dangerous, human lives are like ants, and the lives of ordinary people are not valuable at all.

The demon clan, the magic road, the ghost road, and the right path, he was born in a best choice.

 Once he leaves the Holy Court, as a mortal, his chances of surviving are not high.

In half a year, Wang Chen didn't have much contact with Qin Feng because his end was approaching, but Qin Feng was still grateful to Wang Chen for taking him into the Sutra Pavilion.

As an exception, he did not read the classics in the next two days. Instead, he thoroughly cleaned the room where Wang Chen once lived and left it empty.

But he did not move into this larger room, and still lived in his own small room.

On this day, Qin Feng followed his usual habit and went up to the second floor and came to the bookshelf containing the secret technique.

There are a total of 150,000 books on the second floor, which is a little more than half of the first floor, but there are only about 20 secret books, and the five senses seal he masters is one of them.

 Today he was reading the second book "Breathing Condensation Technique", which can restrain one's breath and hide one's strength.

How should I put it, although the two big guys don't care about him, he still has to prepare for a rainy day. With the great treasure house of Sutra Pavilion, as long as he doesn't stop reading, both his cultivation and talent will definitely improve.

 But the problem is that if the speed of improvement is too fast, it will easily attract the attention of others.

Not only the two big guys, but also as of now, any disciple who enters the Sutra Pavilion can see through his cultivation. Over time, it is not difficult for those people to find that the speed of his cultivation is not unpleasant.

Mu Xiu is bound to be destroyed by the wind in the forest, let alone this little guy who is currently in the early stage of the Bronze Skin Realm.

 Therefore, a secret method that can hide one's own cultivation is essential.

 【Read "The Art of Concentrating Breathing" carefully, qualification +10】

 【Read "The Art of Concentrating Breathing" carefully, Comprehension +10】

 【Read "Breathing Concentration Technique" carefully, constitution +10】

 【Read "The Art of Condensing Breath" carefully, life span +10】

  【You have mastered the "Breathing Concentration Technique", qualification +15】

  【You have mastered the "Breathing Concentration Technique", Comprehension +15】

  【You have mastered the "Breath Condensation Technique", Constitution +15】

  【You have mastered the "Breathing Concentration Technique", life span +15】

 【You have mastered the "Breathing Concentration Technique", your cultivation level is +15】

　　【You have clearly understood the "Breathing Condensation Technique" and mastered the advanced secret technique "Sealing Heaven Technique"! 】

"Cool!"

 “Mastered two more secret techniques!”

Qin Feng felt very comfortable. If the Breath Condensation Technique could prevent monks who were one or two realms stronger than him from seeing through his own cultivation, then the Sealing Heaven Technique would directly change his own breath based on his essential breath. Even a strong man like Elder Xiao wouldn't be able to see through his own cultivation if he didn't look carefully.

 After his cultivation improved a little, he estimated that even if Elder Xiao scanned him with all his strength, he would not be able to see through his hidden cultivation.

“Let's find out how Zhou Yu's Wind and Thunder Palm broke through to the tenth ring!”

At the same time, a young man's face was extremely gloomy. This time, the handyman disciple Dabi, who was originally looking at the source of the evil spirit on his lips, was cut off halfway, which made him extremely angry.

 (End of this chapter)

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