Cultivation: Start with a Spiritual Plant Space
Chapter 138 Spear Master Zhou Yan
Li Fan brought Ji Moxue and others into the first floor of the Kung Fu Pavilion. The surroundings were extremely empty and there was not a single book of inherited Kung Fu.
Just when everyone was full of doubts, a shadowy figure holding a spear suddenly appeared in front of them.
The shadow was tall and straight, like a pine tree standing proudly on a cliff.
He has a tall and strong figure, a resolute face, and a gaze like lightning, exuding an innate pride.
The shadow just glanced at Li Fan and said mercilessly: "Your cultivation is too low. You can't pass this level."
Then he turned to look at the others and kept shaking his head.
Oh my god! This is judging people by appearances! Without even asking, they just directly deny it.
Li Fan was so angry that he almost jumped up to argue. Just as he opened his mouth, his eyes were attracted by a line of words that suddenly appeared next to the shadow of the spear.
I saw a burst of white smoke slowly condensing around, like smoke and fog, and the scenes unfolded like a dream.
"Zhou Yan, the most powerful human, the Spear Saint, established his foundation at the age of eight, reached the Golden Core stage at the age of twelve, reached the Nascent Soul stage at the age of twenty-eight, and achieved the Incarnation stage at the age of thirty-five... In a battle with the Demon Realm Celestial Clan, he single-handedly challenged twelve of the Celestial Clan's strongest members and died of exhaustion."
Li Fan shut up immediately when he saw the heroic scene of Zhou Yan standing proudly until his death in battle.
He really had no right to argue with such a hero of the human race.
The others were also stunned.
Ji Moxue widened her beautiful eyes, opened her cherry lips slightly, and her face was full of disbelief.
Qingxue's grip on the spear tightened unconsciously, her eyes filled with admiration and yearning.
Liu Ruyan's delicate body trembled, and her charming eyes were full of shock.
Zhao Tianming stood there in a daze, his mouth open wide enough to fit an egg.
Qian Zhirou covered her mouth, her eyes wide open.
Li Xingrui and the other two looked at each other in shock.
The atmosphere at the scene was stagnant for a moment.
After the shock, everyone remembered about the Demon Realm Celestial Clan.
This was the first time they heard the name. With Zhou Yan's strength, he died in battle in the end. So how powerful must this tribe be?
Just as everyone was shocked, they saw the shadow of the spear sweeping around and its gaze fell on Qingxue.
"Alas, I only have one last wisp of determination left. Time is running out. Although the little girl is a little weak, she has a pure gaze and is a spear cultivator. You are lucky. After all, you have reached the Great Perfection of Qi Training, which is much higher than that boy."
Ji Moxue eagerly stepped forward, wanting to grab the edge of the phantom's clothes, but was intimidated by the other party's strength and status, so she had to stop and said anxiously: "Senior, Li Fan is talented, please give him another chance."
Qingxue lowered her head shyly and whispered, "Senior, I..."
Liu Ruyan boldly met the shadow's gaze and said softly, "Senior, this is unfair."
Zhao Tianming also bowed and said, "Senior, although Brother Li Fan's strength is currently insufficient, he has great potential."
Qian Zhirou also agreed: "Yes, senior, please think about it again."
But Zhou Yan was very conceited and ignored everyone's pleas.
"A fifteen-year-old at the seventh level of Qi training? What a joke. Okay, no need to say more."
He just raised his hand and waved it, and a ray of light instantly enveloped Qingxue.
Qingxue only felt a powerful force surging into her body, and her body began to tremble involuntarily.
She gritted her teeth and tried to withstand the impact of this force.
The surrounding light flickered and mysterious runes surrounded her.
After a moment, the light dissipated, Qingxue slowly opened her eyes, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and it was obvious that she had successfully accepted the inheritance.
Qingxue gripped the spear tightly, his figure flashed, and he began to practice some spear techniques on the spot.
The tip of the gun flashed with cold light, and the gun body danced like a dragon. The moves were a combination of hardness and softness, and looked very skillful.
After reading this, the Gun Saint nodded slightly and said, "Little girl, my mission has been completed. The future depends on you."
After saying this, the shadow gradually became transparent and eventually disappeared into thin air.
Qingxue looked at the place where the shadow disappeared, her eyes full of loss.
She slowly put down her spear and bowed deeply in the direction where the shadow disappeared.
Ji Moxue and the others also had solemn expressions on their faces, their hearts filled with respect and gratitude for this senior.
At this moment, the vague shadow at the door appeared.
He waved his hand lightly, and rows of bookshelves appeared before his eyes in an instant.
"Alright, the first level of inheritance has ended! You can make your choice now."
The bookshelf is filled with various martial arts and techniques, each of which shines with a faint glow.
Some of the skills are surrounded by colorful rays of light, while others emit a mysterious purple aura, and it is obvious that they are not ordinary skills.
If you give away all these skills and martial arts, wouldn’t you become rich?
Everyone was delighted, but they weren't over yet.
I only heard the misty shadow slowly say with a smile, "You're overthinking it. Each person can only choose one technique, and there's no regrets once you make it!"
Liu Ruyan fiddled with the hem of her skirt and asked in confusion, "What does 'one copy per person' mean?"
The misty shadow said, "Once you have chosen a technique, you can exit the Technique Pavilion."
Everyone then understood that each person only had one chance to receive the inheritance.
There are still six levels behind. Only a fool would choose these inferior skills.
Li Fan, Ji Moxue and Liu Ruyan did not make a choice. They thought that Qingxue had obtained the best inheritance of this level, and there were still six levels to go, so there was always a chance.
But Li Xingrui thought he was not talented enough, so he started to carefully select books from the bookshelf.
His brows were furrowed, his eyes moved back and forth between the books of martial arts, and he was muttering to himself.
Seeing this, Sheng Xiaoqiang and Luo Xiaolin also hurriedly started to choose. They looked nervous and their hands kept rubbing on the skills, for fear of missing out on a good one.
Zhao Tianming and Qian Zhirou looked at each other, but did not make a choice.
Just as Li Xingrui and the other two had chosen their skills, a flash of light appeared and they disappeared.
Qingxue continued to comprehend the spearmanship on the first level.
Then, Li Fan and others only felt a flash before their eyes, and then they entered the second level.
The scene on the second floor was completely different from the first. Thick fog filled the air, making it difficult to see ahead.
"What kind of test is waiting for us on this level?"
Li Fan muttered to himself.
The others were also worried.
Just when everyone was filled with anxiety, a figure slowly walked out of the fog.
When he came closer, everyone could see clearly that the person coming was an old man in a black robe.
The old man's face was haggard, like dried orange peel, with deep eye sockets.
His eyes were as deep as the sea, as if they could absorb a person's soul, making it difficult to understand his thoughts.
He looked Li Fan and the others up and down, and said in a voice as hoarse as the sound of an old bellows, "This is the second level, which tests your ability to comprehend the skills."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the surrounding mist instantly seemed to come alive, surging wildly and condensing into huge words that floated in the air.
The characters shone with a strange light, with distorted shapes and complicated strokes, like ancient talismans.
Li Fan stared at the words, feeling dazzled and dizzy.
Ji Moxue frowned, her beautiful face filled with concentration and tension.
She tried hard to see the pattern in the words, but she just couldn't.
Liu Ruyan bit her lips lightly, leaving faint marks on her lips with her pearly teeth, and there was confusion in her eyes.
The same is true for Zhao Tianming and Qian Zhirou.
Time passed by minute by minute, and every second seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, pressing on everyone's heart.
Everyone was extremely anxious and their breathing became rapid.
Just as the incense was about to burn out, Li Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and a flash of lightning seemed to pass through his mind, as if he had some understanding.
However, before he could say anything, the old man said ruthlessly: "Time's up!"
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