The golden sunshine of autumn is scattered in the cold and windy air, bathing in it, making people feel warm and flowing slowly in their hearts.

A white figure shrouded in the golden divine light flashed across like a sharp light, making bursts of whistling sounds.

Bang!

The white figure pushed open the half-covered door of the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, which was made of purple ashes. More sunlight poured into the slightly gray and silent Scripture Library, and the light like broken gold reflected the parchment scrolls, which were piled up like a mountain.

Full of solemn martial arts atmosphere.

The unique way of appearing made everyone who was reading martial arts on the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion cast surprised glances. Among them were the registered disciples and outer disciples of the Biyun Sect. As for the inner disciples and core disciples, they rarely entered the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

Jingge and the others spent most of their time practicing.

The golden light covering the young man's head gradually disappeared, revealing a delicate little face with a slightly immature face. The familiar face filled everyone's eyes with disdain, contempt, and ridicule.

It turns out to be that trash! This is the unanimous sentiment of everyone.

But when all the golden light dissipated, a young man in white clothes stood upright, and everyone's eyes touched the white jade medal hanging around the young man's waist. Their eyes were fixed, and soon the disdain, contempt, and sarcasm in their eyes disappeared.

For jealousy, envy and passion.

Everyone remembered a rumor about Yang Ran. It was rumored that Yang Ran had broken through the Eighteen Bronze Man Cave and had entered the outer gate. Now it seems that the rumor is true.

New outer sect disciples! Everyone’s eyes became more and more fiery, like burning flames.

In fact, it is normal for Biyun Sect's registered disciples to be envious and jealous. After all, Yang Ran successfully entered the outer sect they dreamed of, but why do the outer disciples' eyes also look so fiery?

There is a reason for this. In the prehistoric era, the human race fought bloody battles with hundreds of millions of races and survived with difficulty. Many sages and great masters communicated with heaven and earth, understood the mysterious rules of heaven and earth, and learned martial arts from them, which can make people cultivate into gods who can reach heaven and earth.

, fairy spirits, and even become the supreme emperor of heaven and the supreme emperor, possessing the terrifying ability to destroy the heaven and the earth.

However, it is not just that an individual can cultivate to become the Supreme Heavenly Emperor and the Supreme Emperor. Sometimes it takes a hundred thousand years for a supreme Heavenly Emperor to appear in the human race, and sometimes it takes a million years for a supreme emperor to appear. You must know that it takes millions of years for the human race to develop.

The geniuses and monsters are like the stars in the sky, innumerable, but there is only one true supreme emperor, which shows how difficult martial arts is.

Over a long period of time, countless geniuses of the human race have continuously evolved martial arts, and finally martial arts and physical training methods are collectively called external skills, while those who practice true energy are internal skills.

Whether it is internal strength or external strength, it is divided into five levels: human, spirit, god, emperor, and heaven. Each level is further divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower.

The secrets of martial arts in Yunxiao Continent are strictly hierarchical. For example, if the comprehensive strength of a warrior in the same realm has the same internal martial arts level, that is, the amount of infuriating energy stored is the same, the external martial arts martial arts hierarchy will determine the strength of the warrior.

,vice versa.

The first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is mostly filled with third-rate non-level martial arts, or some breathing exercises to strengthen the body and cultivate the true energy. There are only a few secrets of low-level human-level skills. Yang Ran's skills "

"Tiger Fist" and "Haitao Ba Dao" are among them.

Back then, it took Yang Ran two years to save up 5,000 contribution points in exchange for two low-level martial arts skills. This shows how rare the advanced skills are.

The exercises on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion are mostly low-grade human-level exercises. Of course, there are also many middle-grade and high-grade human-level exercises. The third and fourth floors are mostly high-grade human-level and spiritual-level exercises.

New outer sect disciples of the Biyun Sect have the opportunity to enter the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion and choose at will one book of internal skills and two books of external skills.

This is a random selection! A low-level human level requires at least 2,000 contribution points, not to mention that there are many middle-level human level and high-level skills on the second level. Registered disciples generally have been selected to advance to the outer sect.

This is the only chance. People are greedy. Thinking of Yang Ran being able to choose the exercises at will on the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, all the outer disciples looked envious and jealous, and more of them were hot and completely

Forget that you have ever had such an opportunity.

As for going to the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to steal books? Don’t be stupid! The entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion once had the only fifth-level formation master of the Han Dynasty set up a fifth-level defensive formation, the fifth-turn trapped dragon formation. I think back then, there was a

The outer disciple wanted to steal the book, but he didn't expect to trigger the formation, and was directly burned into nothingness by a burst of flames without leaving even a trace of ashes. The power of the formation was extremely terrifying!

Oh! I forgot to mention that there are three sought-after and respected professions in Yunxiao Continent: Formation Master, Alchemist, and Weapon Refiner. Among them, the identity and status of the Formation Master is the most noble, and the Han Dynasty is the only fifth-level Formation Master.

Yang Ming's status was unmatched by anyone in the huge Han Dynasty. Even the heads of the three sects would politely call him master when they met Yang Ming.

Yang Ran turned a deaf ear to everyone's looks, and there was shock deep in his eyes. Just now, Old Man Hua grabbed his shoulder and threw him gently, and he rushed into the Scripture Pavilion like a cloud and mist. You must know that the small forest is just a few steps away from here.

It’s thirty feet long!

What kind of martial arts is this, such a terrifying speed, the panic must be a spiritual skill! Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Yang Ran calmed down, straightened the folds of his clothes, stepped forward calmly, and walked straight to the second floor

steps.

Whoosh!

A young boy with a broad body and a ferocious face, about sixteen or seventeen years old, jumped up like a roc spreading its wings, stretched out his unusually large hands, curled his fingers into claws, and brought up a gust of black wind, grabbing hard.

Look at Yang Ran's waist.

This young man's eyes were ferocious and his attacks were extremely cruel. He actually wanted to cripple Yang Ran's lower body and make Yang Ran paralyzed.

Seeing that this cruel grasp was about to catch Yang Ran's waist, the pupils of the young man's eyes kept dilating, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen the miserable appearance of Yang Ran's disabled lower body.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Yang Ran's whole body was covered with cold hairs. He had a feeling of approaching danger. He turned around and stabbed him. The sword came out like a dragon, and the angry sea rolled.

Phew! Ding ding!

The cold knife was like electricity, and it cut into the cold claws of the vicious young man. There was a sound of fighting, and Yang Ran was stunned. This young man's hands were as hard as steel. It was obvious that this young man had practiced the iron claw skill.

It has the ability to penetrate gold and crack stones.

The ferocious young man's eyes narrowed, his claws remained unchanged, and he locked horns with Yang Ran's black iron sword. A sound of true energy surged from his body, like a rushing river. With a hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth, he mocked:

"You are able to absorb 30% of my strength. No wonder you, a loser, broke through the Eighteen Bronze Men's Cave. It turns out you have some real abilities! However, your meager cultivation is not the capital of your arrogance!"

"I know my little strength. Although it is not very powerful, it is still much better than launching a surprise attack from behind others!" Yang Ran said calmly and calmly.

"But, you not only crippled my brother Sun Li's arm, but also crippled several outer disciples who were friends with him. You deserve to die!"

"Really? Then your brother, together with several outer disciples, wants to steal my Yuan Dan and bully me. Should I just surrender and wait for death?"

"The weak will be bullied by the strong, because the law of this world is that the strong are respected!"

"So, they are not as strong as me, and they deserve to be destroyed by me!"

"What did you say?" The vicious young man, Sun Li's brother Sun He, had a fierce look in his eyes. He had never noticed this good-for-nothing young man who had always been silent before. When he retorted, his words were so sharp that he could say that every word

Zhuji, but...this does not forgive him, just like what I said just now.
Chapter completed!