Chapter 16: Gongfa Pavilion
Chapter 0016
Lin Fei tossed the name of the Lin family, just to save a bit of face, so that Ma Yuan can continue to take action.
However, the silverstone elder obviously didn't buy it, and snorted coldly: "I don't care what family's son you are. If you dare to act in Baibao Merchants, don't blame me for being polite!"
Lin Fei's face sank slightly, and her heart cursed.
After being warned by Silverstone, Ma Yuan didn't dare to make another move.
Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, glanced lightly at a few people, and ignored him.
These people are not very strong. Ma Yuan is on the second floor of the Spirit Realm, and Lin Fei is only on the third floor of the Spirit Realm. The remaining cultivation bases are even more unbearable. He can take a lesson at any time.
He was anxious to sell the monster materials, but he didn't want to waste time with them.
Looking at Jiang Tian, who was dismissive of him, Lin Fei's eyes twitched, as if someone slapped him severely.
"Jiang Tian, for the sake of Elder Silverstone's face, I will let you go today, and I will teach you a good lesson next time!" Lin Fei snorted coldly, turned and left the hall.
"Trash, be careful of me!" Ma Yuan gave Jiang Tian a fierce look, and quickly followed with a few others.
"I heard that the Spirit Sword Academy will come to Tianbao City to accept disciples next month. There will definitely be a competition at that time. We can take this opportunity to humiliate Jiang Tian and let out such a bad breath!" Ma Yuan said gloomily.
Lin Fei frowned and said: "What the Spirit Sword Academy wants is a genius like me, and I am afraid that I don't even have the qualifications for registration!"
"That's true!" Ma Yuan and others laughed wildly, and the depression in their hearts seemed to fade a lot.
Jiang Tian opened the storage bag and poured out the monster animal materials.
"Did you hunt this all?" Looking at the piles of animal skins and bones and demon pills in front of him, the treasurer Bai was surprised.
This kind of scene is not too rare in shops, it just happened to "waste" Jiang Tian, which inevitably made him feel incredible.
"Is there any problem?" Jiang Tian didn't answer the question and didn't explain.
The treasurer Bai looked at Jiang Tian intently, secretly sighed that Feng Weiwei's eyes were vicious, but he didn't ask more questions.
The monster material was ordered quickly, and the treasurer Bai listed a long bill.
Jiang Tian took the bill and looked at it intently.
Thirty animal skins, thirty demon pills, more than four hundred animal bones and animal claws, the white shopkeeper quoted a total of four thousand five hundred taels of silver.
The price was not much different from Jiang Tian's expectation. After receiving the bill, he spent another two thousand taels of silver to purchase one hundred earth blood pills, and then left the Baibao firm.
"It turns out that he is Jiang Tian! But does it make sense for a blood waste person to buy so many blood pills?" Looking at Jiang Tian's leaving back, the man scratched his head and frowned in confusion.
"If he is really a waste of blood, it is really meaningless, but if he is not, then it is interesting." After the window, the white beard shopkeeper said leisurely.
In Qingxuan Kingdom, although there are few people who can break through the martial arts grand path with waste blood aptitude, every one of them is strong against the sky and has achieved extremely high achievements.
However, in the small Tianbao City, will such a myth really be born?
"Xiao Wu, treat him respectfully next time I meet Jiang Tian!" The white beard shopkeeper smiled leisurely, and a deep color flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, the little one understands!" The guy was secretly surprised when he heard the words. Why did the white shopkeeper, who always looked higher than the top, look so different to Jiang Tian?
After returning to Jiang's house, Jiang Tian ignored the clan people's strange eyes and went straight to the family practice pavilion.
"Elder, I'm here to receive the exercises!" Jiang Tian walked into the Gongfa Pavilion and said clearly.
The guardian of the Gongfa Pavilion was a white-haired elder who was an elder of the Jiang family named Jiang Changshan.
No one knows his true strength, but the Jiang family has some rumors that the cultivation base of this Gongfa Pavilion seems to be higher than the Patriarch and the Great Elder.
But there are divergent opinions on the specific realm.
Looking at Jiang Tian in front of him, Jiang Changshan frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with surprise.
He had already heard about Jiang Tian, so he was a little confused about his request.
Jiang Changshan frowned and said: "There is no bloodline spirituality, and the reluctant practice of the exercises can only be a mere form, and there will be no power bonuses. Are you clear about this?"
Seeing that the other party didn't refuse, Jiang Tian couldn't help but feel relieved!
Jiang Changshan's ability to do things impartially made him gratified, and he couldn't help but feel good.
If he couldn't even get the exercises, he would really despair of this family.
"Thanks to the elder for reminding me that the younger generation knows this well, but I still have to try it!"
"Since you are not afraid of wasting time, please do it with you and let me see your merit points." Looking at this innocent young man, Jiang Changshan sighed silently, and took the account book to look carefully.
"You have three hundred merit points in your name. You can borrow three yellow-level primary exercises, or two yellow-level intermediate exercises. Choose by yourself."
After Jiang Tian thanked him, he walked towards the ancient wooden stairs in front.
Although he was here for the first time, he knew the rules of Gongfa Pavilion a long time ago.
The first floor is filled with the yellow-level primary exercises, and the second floor stores the yellow-level intermediate exercises.
Therefore, he didn't intend to stay on the first floor at all, and walked directly up the stairs to the second floor.
"Huh? This kid can't even look down on the Huang-level primary exercises!" Looking at Jiang Tian who was walking towards the second floor, Jiang Changshan suddenly shook his head.
The cultivating technique of the waste blood was simply a waste of energy. Not only did Jiang Tian refuse to listen to advice, but he was so lofty, it really made him speechless!
There are several antique wooden frames on the second floor of Gongfa Pavilion, but most of them are empty.
The few yellow-level intermediate-level exercises are all arrayed here, and all add up to just a dozen.
In front of the wooden frame that exudes a faint scent of sandalwood, Jiang Tianning watched a book of exercises.
The skill ranks are divided into four levels from low to high: Huang, Xuan, Earth, and Heaven. Each level is divided into three levels: elementary, medium, and high. The higher the rank, the greater the power.
The ancient book with yellow skin that Jiang Tian held in his hand was a technique called "Kuangfeng Palm".
"The Palm of the Wind, a yellow-level middle-level technique, the palm is fast and the force is like a strong wind. After training, you can cut stones in the air and break wood with your bare hands. It is powerful."
This technique may seem fancy, but in fact it doesn't have much practical value.
Just after looking at the introduction, Jiang Tian put it back, and then picked up the next one.
""Haw Leopard Boxing", a yellow-level intermediate exercise method, suitable for the cultivation of the innately strong physical body. After training, it can produce tigers and leopards and fight monsters with bare hands..."
Jiang Tian shook his head and continued to look around.
""Green Sword", a yellow-level intermediate technique, swordsmanship with clear spirits, fierce moves, suitable for close combat, and extraordinary effects..."
""The Method of Rocky Legs", a yellow-level middle-level exercise method, like a storm, with infinite strength, suitable for the cultivation of tall martial artists..."
"What kind of messy techniques are these?" Jiang Tian frowned as he looked at him, very depressed.
