But the Zixiao Pavilion master laughed, and his tone showed disdain: "what is the secret of Chu's internal mental skill? Only you, a frog in the well, can regard this mental skill as bigger than the sky and heavier than the ground. Here, there are many secret scripts ten times better than the internal mental skill you have learned. "

He then took out a book from the bookshelf behind him and threw it into Chu Shaoyang's arms.

Chu Shaoyang looked down and saw that his pupils were shrinking.

"The Yijin Jing of Shaolin school?" He cried out.

Another book fell into his arms.

"Zhenwu sword array" of Wudang

"Seven unique kills" of Kongtong school

"Three clubs of plum blossom" in Lingxiao city

One book after another of the unique skills in the Wulin dazzles Chu Shaoyang.

The heart is also a huge impact.

He tightly held these unique martial arts books in his hand, and his blood was running in his body.

It doesn't need too much. As long as he can practice the martial arts in these books, he will become the first person in the Jianghu!

This is a realm that Chu Shaoyang never thought of.

No first in literature, no second in martial arts!

There are mountains outside the mountains, there are people outside the people!

Although Chu Shaoyang knew that he was not weak in martial arts, he never dared to regard himself as the best in the world.

His dream was to become the king of a country, overlooking the world.

But I didn't expect that one day, he would get ten times more than he had dreamed!

His fingers began to tremble.

"What are these? As long as you want, you can learn more from my martial arts secrets."

The master of Zixiao Pavilion smiles and sighs again. His tone is bleak: "it's a pity that I have broken my legs. Many of these martial arts are isolated from me, otherwise..."

He shook his head and said, "fortunately, I found a qualified successor. You can do what I can't do for me. If I can't fulfill my wish, you can do it for me."

Chu Shaoyang's heart was pounding.

For the first time, he felt that the Zixiao Pavilion master was not fooling himself, but was really giving himself a promise.

Thank you very much He said from the bottom of his heart.

"Thanks?" Zixiao Pavilion master looked up at him, his eyes were deep, so Chu Shaoyang could not understand.

"You don't need to thank me. I'm willing to do everything for you." His voice of these words was very low, and Chu Shaoyang didn't hear clearly.

"What?"

Chu Shaoyang asked again. He suddenly felt tinnitus, and his eyes were black and his body was shaking slightly.

Zixiao Pavilion master has been looking at him, with a kind look, soft eyes and a soothing tone.

"Good boy, you are too tired. It's time to have a rest."

Well, I'm so tired and sleepy. I really want to have a good sleep.

Chu Shaoyang felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. Although he tried to hold up his eyelids, he closed them involuntarily.

He tilted and fell.

Zixiao Pavilion master's right hand a brush, a soft force will him to the side of the soft couch.

Looking at the sleeping Chu Shaoyang, his eyes showed a strange look, which made the disciples standing by secretly puzzled.

*

Chu Shaoyang slept soundly and deeply.

I didn't even dream.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in the bamboo hut of Zixiao Pavilion. The bamboo bed under me was soft and comfortable. The covered brocade quilt was actually made of superior mulberry silk. It was smooth and soft. It felt tender and smooth than the girl's skin.

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