Chapter 7 How Did They Do It???

"The tenth sound of the Wind and Thunder Palm?!!"

"How could there be a tenth sound?"

"Isn't the ninth sound the strongest?"

At this moment, Zhou Yu was so shocked that she was about to doubt her life, but she had seen the power of the tenth sound of the Wind and Thunder Palm with her own eyes.

If the power of the ninth sound is 1.8 times higher than that of the ordinary Wind and Thunder Palm, then the power of the tenth sound is 3 times higher than that of the ordinary Wind and Thunder Palm.

She couldn't even imagine such a terrifying improvement.

You know, such martial arts can't be placed on the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, it must be on the second floor at least.

Moreover, it is impossible for them, the menial disciples, to learn it.

Endless doubts arose in her heart, but Qin Feng, the initiator, did not stop there, but continued to perform until the twelfth sound. He thought it should be enough, so he stopped.

At least he had to be worthy of the 60 points paid by the other party.

You want to ask for the ninth sound, I played twelve sounds, it should be enough.

"Sister, how is it?"

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

"Junior brother, how did you do it?"

The moment she opened her mouth, Zhou Yu felt ashamed. Although she was in the Bronze Skin Realm, she felt that when she used the Twelve Thunder Palm, she, who was in the late Marrow Cleansing Realm, was no match for her.

If it was an illusion that she was defeated by nine rings, then it was an extremely certain intuition that she would be defeated by twelve rings.

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 wasting money. No matter what, she spent her points today at an unprecedented value.

Although she might not be able to perform twelve rings, it was definitely possible for her to practice ten rings herself.

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

"Zhou Yu will never forget the kindness of Junior Brother today, and will definitely repay him one day."

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

"Hey~ Sister Yu?"

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

The sweet girl was bored, but when she saw Zhou Yu coming out of the Sutra Library, her two big eyes flickered with great curiosity.

Zhou Yu did not speak, but pulled the sweet girl out of the forbidden area with one hand.

"Hey~ Sister Yu, you haven't said anything yet."

In the Sutra Library, Qin Feng did not care about Zhou Yu's words. Wasn't this just a deal?

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

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

Then, he pushed the door open and entered, and then he saw Elder Xiao, who was dressed in black and had black hair and a childlike face, and another old man who was dressed in white and had black hair like steel needles.

The two old men stood quietly in front of Wang Chen's bed with no expression, and Wang Chen on the bed had no breath.

"Buzz~"

At this moment, the old man in white looked at Qin Feng, who suddenly felt his body tighten, as if even his soul was scanned.

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

"Qin Feng, from now on, you are the guardian of this Sutra Pavilion!"

"You have obtained all the rights that Wang Chen has."

"Work hard and strive to live a few more years. Don't let the old man send the young off with white hair."

Although Elder Xiao's tone was a little emotional, there was no ripple in his eyes. At his level, it was the greatest respect for him to feel a little emotional about the death of a foundation-building level 1.

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

When he left, he also took Wang Chen's body away and buried it elsewhere. He could no longer remember how many guards' bodies he had collected.

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

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

This world is very dangerous, human life is like an ant, and the life of an ordinary person is not worth anything at all.

He was reborn in the best choice of the demon clan, the devil, the ghost, and the righteous path.

Once he left the Holy Academy, as a mortal, his chances of survival were not high.

In half a year, Wang Chen did not have much contact with Qin Feng because of his own impending death, but Qin Feng was still grateful to Wang Chen for bringing him into the Sutra Pavilion.

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

He did not move into the larger room, but 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 where the secrets were placed.

There were a total of 150,000 books on the second floor, which was half more than the first floor, but there were only more than 20 secrets, and the five senses seal he mastered was one of them.

Today he was reading the second book "Breath Containment Technique", which could restrain his breath and hide his strength.

How to say it, although the two big guys didn't care about him, he still had to prepare for a rainy day. With the great treasure house of the Sutra Pavilion, as long as he didn't stop reading, both his cultivation and talent would definitely improve.

But the problem is that the speed of improvement is too fast, which is easy to attract the attention of others.

Not only the two big guys, just like 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 improvement is not slow.

A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, not to mention him, who is currently only in the early stage of the Bronze Skin Realm.

Therefore, a secret method that can hide his cultivation is indispensable.

[Read "The Art of Breathing" carefully, aptitude +10]

[Read "The Art of Breathing" carefully, understanding +10]

[Read "The Art of Breathing" carefully, constitution +10]

[Read "The Art of Breathing" carefully, life span +10]

[You have mastered "The Art of Breathing", aptitude +15]

[You have mastered "The Art of Breathing", understanding +15]

[You have mastered "The Art of Breathing", constitution +15]

[You have mastered "The Art of Breathing", life span +15]

[You have mastered "The Art of Breathing", cultivation +15]

[You have understood "The Art of Breathing" and mastered the advanced secret method "The Art of Sealing the Sky" from it! 】

"Great!"

"I've mastered two more secrets!"

Qin Feng was very comfortable. If the Breath-Suppression Technique could prevent cultivators who were one or two realms stronger than him from seeing through his cultivation, then the Heaven-Sealing Technique would start from the essence of his breath and directly change his breath, so that even a strong man like Elder Xiao would not be able to see through his cultivation if he didn't check carefully.

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

"Go check 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. In this errand disciple competition, the source of evil spirit that was about to be at his fingertips was intercepted by someone halfway, which made him extremely angry.