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Daozong's identity token is very useful. It is not only a proof of identity, but also a data storage for various rewards and tasks. It is also a microphone and a key to the courtyard.
So, this identity token is very important.
Of course, it is not easy to lose. Once the identity token is recognized by a drop of blood, the identity token will turn into a small imprint and land on the arm.
There was a restriction at the door, Xia Wuji swiped his token, the restriction disappeared, and he walked in.
Just wandered around in it.Seat beds are available.
Immediately changed the Zongmen clothes.
The clothes of ordinary disciples of Daozong are all in the same color, basically gray, and blue for the higher level.
The difference is that the clothes of the disciples of the Kunmen are inlaid with silver borders, and the clothes of the disciples of the Qianmen are inlaid with gold.
Xia Wuji didn't care about these.
His first priority is to enter the palace of martial arts, he urgently needs more martial arts skills and knowledge of martial arts.
Daozong is very large, and the area of Kunmen alone covers hundreds of miles.
Unfamiliar people can easily get lost.
But it is different if there are jade slips with maps.
Without the guidance of Xia Hu and Yun Qingyao, according to the map, he soon came to the Kunmen Kungfu Hall.
The old man at the door glanced at his identity token, and his spiritual sense habitually probed him, and his lazy expression suddenly shook.
The peak of the Yuan Gang realm!
The qi and blood are thick, and the bone age does not exceed twenty!
Good guy!Finally, there is a decent warrior in Budaoyuan!
"Xia Wuji, new here?"
Xia Wuji nodded.
"Go, there is no time limit. Martial arts and various techniques and insights are all in the eighth area on the first and second floors. You don't need to go up to the third and fourth floors."
The old man reminded.
In fact, the Gongfa Temple has a time limit, and it is impossible to be unlimited.
The old man gave Xia Wuji a favor.
"Thank you senior."
Xia Wuji cupped his fists.
Then he turned around and entered the Gongfa Hall.
When I found the eighth district, it was indeed all kinds of martial arts skills and skills, as well as some opinions from the previous seniors.
"Long Arm Fist", "Fierce Tiger Fist", "Mantis Fist", "Meteor Palm", "Turtle Back Fist", "Tiger Roar Kung Fu"...
He also turned to "Iron Shirt" and "The Golden Bell Jar" on it.
"Eighteen Styles of Songhe Boxing", "Supplement to the 36 Styles of the Wind Saber", "Thirteen Styles of the Qingfeng Swordsmanship"...
Xia Wuji has never encountered so many exercises, and he is eagerly reading, memorizing and understanding.
For two whole days, Xia Wuji read all the books about martial arts in the Kung Fu Hall.
However, to his regret, all the martial arts skills here are low-level skills, very few of them can be cultivated to the innate level, and most of them are ordinary martial arts, which can only be cultivated to the peak of the day after tomorrow.
Even so, it still made him feel satisfied.
After two days of reading and understanding, he felt that his martial arts vision had become broader.
The understanding of martial arts has also become more profound.
In addition, he also gained some new understanding of his current boxing and saber techniques.
At the door, Xia Wuji, who was about to say goodbye, clasped his fists at the old man and said, "Thank you, senior."
"Hehe, not bad, it's not easy to be able to calm down to read and understand the acquired exercises after reaching this stage of cultivation. The Martial Arts Institute has found a treasure this time!"
The old man stroked his beard and smiled in satisfaction.
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"Predecessors are absurd. It is really because of my shallow knowledge of martial arts that I read all kinds of exercises and skills. Firstly, I want to verify it with the exercises I practiced before, and secondly, it is purely to satisfy my curiosity."
Xia Wuji said politely.
"Don't be arrogant or impetuous, the heart of martial arts is about to be condensed. Very good!"
The old man is more and more satisfied.
As he spoke, he flipped his hand, and a neatly bound and well-preserved yellow leather book appeared in front of him.
"This nameless exercise was copied by the old man from the martial arts tablet. Although I don't know whether it is useful for martial arts, I still hope that it can be helpful to you."
As he spoke, he handed the untitled book to Xia Wuji.
Xia Wuji took it with both hands.
"Thank you senior, I am very grateful."
Xia Wuji cupped his fists and said.
"Hahaha, it is your greatest gratitude to this old man that you can make a name for yourself in the Martial Dao Academy. Go ahead."
The old man laughed loudly.
Xia Wuji cupped his fists again, "I bid farewell."
Then float away.
Looking at the back of Xia Wuji going away, the old man stroked his beard and muttered, "I tricked another one."
"Hey, what kind of skill is this? Why can't it be used? With my cultivation base, I can't find any reason..."
The old man shook his head, and began to doze off with his eyes closed again.
Xia Wuji returned to Martial Arts Academy.