This immortal has a lot of rebelliousness

A snap~~

Zhang Xianling closed the heavy book, and the pupils in his eyes suddenly turned a deep blue.

In a blink of an eye.

The sky around was shimmering, and drops of crystal clear water, like stars, suddenly appeared in the dark pagoda.

"Benefiting all living beings without contention, presenting all forms with unchanging grace..."

Sit cross-legged.

Zhang Xianling mobilized the true energy in his body and gently waved his arms, immediately causing the surrounding water droplets to swim together.

A moment of effort.

Thousands of tiny water droplets gradually converge into a turbulent stream, which flows freely under its control.

"The highest good is like water; nothing can overcome it when it attacks the strong!"

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Xianling waved his hand violently, instantly creating a huge wave. The surging water rushed forward and spread across the void, causing ripples.

Bang~~

The bookshelf not far away was swallowed by the water and exploded on the spot.

The books on it were also turned into powder, without even a trace left.

Hu~~~

Exhale a breath.

Zhang Xianling gathered the true energy in his body, and the splashes around him disappeared.

Five Elements Escape Technique, Good Water Technique——

Although it is only a yellow-level magical power, when it is displayed by Zhang Xianling, its power is enough to cut through all obstacles.

In just a few hours.

He had already read through all the classic books that the sloppy old man had sorted out.

have to say.

The other party has a very unique vision, and most of the classic books he picked out are very practical.

From the most basic sound transmission over a thousand miles, to the five ghosts moving technique that is despised by righteous people, as well as the magical power of using the five elements to hurt people.

There are even documents introducing the basics of alchemy and refining.

some of.

Zhang Xianling discovered at least five sinister methods used to control corpse puppets and search souls to kill people.

Although they are not of very high grade.

But its advantage is that it is all-encompassing, which just makes up for his current lack of means.

for a long time.

Zhang Xianling's practice was all about crossing the river by feeling the stones alone.

He possesses the incredible artifact "Anti-Bone Strategy", but he has no teacher's training and guidance.

His starting point is too high, but his foundation is very weak. If he meets a real master, he will obviously suffer a great loss.

"That's settled..."

Take a deep breath.

Zhang Xianling narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself, "From now on, I'll be able to travel the world and cheat and deceive people. They say that cultivating the truth starts with cultivating one's character, but in the end, it still comes down to deceiving each other."

He stood up and brushed the dust off his clothes.

With the dim light in the pagoda, Zhang Xianling searched around for a long time.

Unfortunately, no clues about the "Linglong Qi Gathering Cauldron" were found.

Come to think of it.

How could a declining small sect like 'Junzitang' possibly have the opportunity recorded in 'Anti-Bone Strategy' that would allow them to successfully break through to the 'Foundation Establishment Realm'?!

"Zhang Xianling, get out here!"

It was a time of great helplessness.

Outside the pagoda, there was suddenly a deafening roar of anger.

He couldn't help but frown, but Zhang Xianling remained calm.

Seeing someone coming to disrupt the situation, he turned around and looked at the large number of books on the ground that he had not yet finished reading. With a wave of his hand, he put them all into the "Sword Gourd".

obviously.

It is simply impossible to master all these magical powers and spells in a short period of time.

I can only accept it all for now and study and practice it slowly in the future.

Taking the books from the Siku Library for personal use is an absolute crime of disrespect in the Junzitang, and no one else would dare to be so presumptuous.

More importantly.

Even if they did so, it would be useless because they couldn't understand the words on it at all.

On the other hand, Zhang Xianling has both the intention and courage of a thief, and always acts without considering the consequences.

If he hadn't been afraid of that mysterious, sloppy old man and worried about bursting the "Sword Gourd", he would have wanted to take away all the books here.

[For stealing the sect's collection of books and classics without authorization, I will award you 35 points of 'Treason Points'...]

Kind of interesting.

It turns out that just by stealing a book, you can get 35 points of "rebellion value" for free. The reward is even greater than committing a crime openly. It's really outrageous!

A satisfied smile.

Zhang Xianling couldn't help but look around.

But he was thinking in his heart that before officially leaving "Junzitang" in the future, he must first rob this place clean to make up for his loss.

At the same moment——

On the lawn outside the Siku Library, a large group of disciples from the Junzitang had already surrounded the pagoda, making it impossible to get in or out.

This group of people were all burly men, wearing almost the same uniform clothing. The tokens on their waists swayed from side to side, emitting a bronze halo.

The leading man had angry eyes and a broad, angular face.

Especially his beard, which looked like burning charcoal, spreading from his chin to his cheeks, making him look as majestic as a tiger ready to pounce.

He is none other than Elder Fan Bukong, the only one in the Gentlemen Hall who is skilled in refining weapons.

He was also the mentor of the three Feng brothers!

"Zhang Xianling, you are so bold! You actually dared to seriously injure my three disciples!"

Fan Bukong was furious and gnashed his teeth as he said, "Today, my weapon refining lineage will be irreconcilable with you. If you dare to do what you did, get out of here immediately!"

With a group of disciples behind him, Fan Bukong kept shouting and cursing madly.

even so.

However, he did not dare to approach the gate of the "Siku Library" at all, especially when he saw the tall wooden armored guard, a flash of fear flashed across his eyes.

The rules of "Junzitang" are very strict.

Without the permission of the headmaster, no one, even an elder, is allowed to enter the Siku Library.

Otherwise, with Fan Bukong's extremely hot temper, he would have rushed in to arrest the man by now. Why would he keep shouting here endlessly?

"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding..."

not far away.

Shen Tuyu, who was being held by two burly men, was already terrified and kept shouting, "Uncle Fan, don't be impulsive. Let's talk it out..."

Frowning.

His beard, as curly as steel needles, trembled silently. Fan Bukong turned around abruptly, strode to Shen Tu Yu, and slapped him with his backhand.

A snap~~

Shen Tu Yu, who suffered a heavy blow, burst into tears and blood on the spot, and several broken teeth flew far away.

"Shut up, who is your uncle?!"

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

Fan Bukong narrowed his eyes and said unkindly, "With just a mere rank at the bottom of the sequence, you dare to collude with others to ride on my head. You have to look at the owner before you beat the dog. The three Feng brothers are my personal disciples. They are of great use to me. Zhang doesn't know this, but don't you know it too?!"

The side of his face was already swollen.

Shen Tu Yu hurriedly shook his head, his eyes full of fear and despair. He muttered with blood on his lips, but he couldn't utter a word.

He had actually anticipated this result a long time ago, but when he really had to face it, he was still caught off guard.

"Humph!"

He took advantage of the situation and grabbed Shen Tu Yu's neck.

Fan Bukong's eyes were fierce, and his whole temperament was like that of a violent and bloodthirsty beast.

"You're nothing, you bastard. There's no point keeping you around anyway. I can't deal with Zhang Xianling, so how can I deal with a useless pawn like you?!"

The strength in his hands grew stronger and stronger.

With his cultivation strength at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, Fan Bukong's attempt to crush Shen Tu Yu was like crushing a fledgling chick to death.

"Elder Fan, what a majestic presence!"

crucial moment--

A hearty and high-pitched voice suddenly sounded behind everyone.

He was startled violently.

Everyone turned around immediately and looked towards the front door of the pagoda.

His hands were behind his back.

Zhang Xianling's eyes were deep and he glanced coldly at everyone present.

His gaze finally fell on Shen Tu Yu who was being held up by someone.

When he saw this guy looking like he was living a life worse than death, a flash of anger immediately crossed Zhang Xianling's brows.

"After all, you are an elder of the sect. If you treat your disciples so cruelly, if the news gets out, isn't Elder Fan afraid of being criticized by outsiders?"

Hear the words.

Fan Bukong raised his eyebrows and loosened his five fingers that were tightly clasping Shentu Yu's throat.

The latter's face had already turned purple, and he began to cough madly as if he had been granted amnesty.

"Zhang Xianling, are you finally willing to show up?!"

Staring at the young man in front of the pagoda.

Fan Bukong looked at me unkindly and shouted in a deep voice, "You injured my disciples and stole their magic weapons. I will settle this account with you!"