After the sound stopped, there was a door there.

"There is only one stick of incense, go and look for it. Remember to only find it on the first floor."

The old man said lightly.

"Yes, thank you for your senior," Zhang Jing bowed and then turned around and walked into the back of the door.

After the old man said that, he closed his eyes again, as if he had never slept.

As for Han Qianshu, he stood with his hands behind his back, his face was very dull, obviously he had already become accustomed to the old man's appearance.

Six bookshelf behind the door,

Zhang Jing picked up a book casually, and there were only some introductions on it. No wonder Zhang Jing felt a little thin when he picked it up.

Soon Zhang Jing put him down, and this technique was not suitable for him.

Zhang Jing looked at ten lines at a glance, and soon read more than ten books.

However, none of these are suitable for him.

There are not only martial arts, but also many martial arts. Usually Zhang Jing can see it by just a glance.

"Is this?" Zhang Jing frowned slightly and picked up a book of martial arts with golden silk on it.

There are four big characters on it, "Bei Ming Jing"!

By looking at the name, Zhang Jing knew that this technique was absolutely extraordinary.

How could Zhang Jing practice so many skills to cushion the table legs in the corners and corners?

Zhang Jing had long known that it was fabricated.

Zhang Jing slowly opened the Beiming scriptures,

The opening introduction is "There is a fish named Kun in Beiming, and it uses its own body to plunder the essence."

Zhang Jing's eyes lit up, and the mere preface made him interested.

It’s not that this introduction is so powerful, but that this sentence made him interested.

But don’t forget what Zhang Jing’s real golden finger is, which is to use great medicine to improve his or her cultivation.

When Zhang Jing was just looking through it, there was not a lack of such high-end martial arts.

There are, and there are quite a few, but Zhang Jing ignored them.

Because he wanted to find a martial art that suited him, just like Jingtao Gong.

Now this Beiming True Sutra seems to fit very well.

Zhang Jing directly picked up the Beiming Sutra and began to read it.

The more you read Zhang Jing's eyes, the greater the surprise. This technique seems to be tailor-made for him.

You can swallow a large amount of things like spiritual medicine and elixir to enhance yourself.

Like Jingtao Gong, it also requires extracting energy from blood and energy.

However, the conversion is not high.

It is not much better than those normal practice techniques. Moreover, the true energy that comes from this is very empty and requires a lot of time and energy to polish.

However, that is true for ordinary people, and the side effects on Zhang Jing are actually not that great.

Because they do not have a perverted big stomach like Zhang Jing that can be perfectly transformed.

Even if it is false, it will not cause much.

When he got this martial art, Zhang Jing felt that he was the protagonist.

You really want whatever you want,

This is the case with the European Emperor.

Zhang Jing suppressed the excitement in his heart and walked out with the prelude to the Beiming Sutra.

Then, Zhang Jing walked to the sloppy old man and presented Bei Ming with both hands.

"Senior, I have already selected the skills."

This old man is not his boss, so he doesn't need to call himself a humble position.

The sloppy old man opened his eyes and held the prelude in Zhang Jing's hand.

After glanced at it, he frowned a little, as if he didn't expect that Zhang Jing had chosen this technique.

However, since Zhang Jing has chosen it well, he will not say anything.

Then, he reached out and grabbed it, something flew out from the inside of the stone gate and grabbed it in his hand.

"Make a vow of the inner demon, this technique will never be passed down," said the sloppy old man glanced at Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing nodded and then swore directly.

Han Qianshu had already told Zhang Jing about these things on the way from Nanling Prefecture to Shangjing.

Therefore, Zhang Jing did not hesitate at all.

Of course, this does not mean that Zhang Jing will not take this inner demon oath seriously.

According to Han Qianshu, when you break through the realm of the Golden Pill, there will be a level called the inner demon level.

If you can't get over it, you will die and disappear.

"The law cannot be passed on lightly. If it is passed on, there will be no place for you to stand in the entire Dongqi."

After saying that, the sloppy old man threw the martial arts in his hand to Zhang Jing.

"Yes, I know, my younger generation," Zhang Jing took over the martial arts and said.

"Remember to send it back within three days."

After throwing the martial arts to Zhang Jing, the sloppy old man lay down again.

"yes."
Chapter completed!