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Chapter 22 - Selection of Martial Techniques

Seeing Wang Jin's attitude, Zhang Chengan became angry: "Is there something wrong with your head?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Jin endured his anger.

"Humph!" Every single martial artist that can join the Tongqing Sect are all intelligent people, I do not need to remind them beforehand, they will just follow my rules. But you, I have wasted so much saliva on you, you are still not enlightened! "

Wang Jin didn't want to be entangled with this question for too long. No matter where he was, there would always be a lack of villains like Zhang Chengan. Since everyone was from the same sect, there would be plenty of opportunities to interact in the future. The most important thing was, he still had the 56 normal primeval stone that he snatched from Wang Chutian. He would just take out a bone and give it to the dog to eat.

"Your reward." Wang Jin took out three primeval stone s and threw them on the table.

Zhang Chengan anxiously grabbed onto primeval stone, his eyes flashed, and waved his hand: "Alright, you can go now."

"You will regret your greed." Wang Jin threw these words, took his things and left the chore house.

"Regret? Kid, don't speak empty words if you don't have the strength. " Zhang Chengan drooled and placed one of the normal primeval stone into a drawer. Then, he placed the other two into his own waist pouch.

"Next!" Zhang Ancheng's eyes shone with a golden light.

Wang Jin left the chore house and went through a few small paths with a few new people and arrived at his living quarters.

Although there were more than five thousand outer sect disciples, they still arranged for each of them to live in a private room.

Wang Jin found his place of residence, took out his key and opened the door, then quickly tidied up the room.

He still could not calm down, because from the explanation given by Outer Sect Elders Lu He, he found out that the newbie could go to the Compendium Pavilion to obtain a suitable martial skill for himself.

Wang Jin could not wait. Right now, the Heavenly Wolf Source Spirit had both the fire and strong wind attributes, and the fire had already learned the flame palm. It was time to learn a martial skill related to strong wind.

He quickly took out the map of the Tongqing Sect, opened it, and saw that it was a piece of white paper with no words on it!

"Zhang Ancheng, you despicable person!" Wang Jin rolled up the white paper into a ball and threw it away. He quickly changed into the yellow clothes of an outer sect disciple and slammed the door as he walked out.

Wang Jin knew that Zhang Ancheng had purposely given him a blank map, he really wanted to look for Zhang Ancheng now to seek justice for him. But there were only three months left before the inner sect disciple selection, he had to quickly prepare, and he had to learn new martial skills.

No matter what, he had to prioritize his own cultivation, and the reason why Wang Jin joined the Tongqing Sect was so that he could become stronger.

On the way, Wang Jin saw an outer sect female disciple walking over by herself from afar. She was holding onto a cultivation technique manual and was reading it while enjoying it.

"Shi... "Sister, please wait." Wang Jin stepped forward and said, he realized that the female disciple had a child's face, and seemed to be younger than him, but her figure was very good, especially her full chest, it was very eye-catching.

When the female disciple raised her head and saw Wang Jin, she couldn't help but take a few steps back. She was also a new outer sect disciple and didn't seem to be willing to interact with strangers.

"Don't be so nervous, I just want to ask you for directions." Wang Jin smiled.

The female disciple looked around and after finding no one else nearby, she asked, "Speak?"

"I wonder what your name is?" Wang Jin said politely.

"..." The female disciple pursed her lips, seemingly unwilling to answer.

Wang Jin did not mind, and asked again: "Junior sister, can you tell me how to get to the Compendium Pavilion?"

"There are markings on the map sent by the chore house." The female disciple widened her eyes.

"I don't have a map." Wang Jin replied truthfully.

"Were you also required to hand in three primeval stone?" The female disciple seemed to have thought of something.

"Yes." Wang Jin nodded.

"They are relying on their high cultivation to bully people like this?" The female disciple looked even more aggrieved and wronged than Wang Jin. It seemed like she had also been tricked by Zhang Ancheng, and after that she took out her map and showed it to Wang Jin.

Cultivators usually had better memory than ordinary people, and adding that the Tongqing Sect's map was not too complicated, Wang Jin memorized the entire map after reading through it.

He returned the map to the female disciple and said gratefully, "Thank you."

"No need to thank me." The female disciple took back the map, bowed her head and left. Wang Jin realized that when she left, her face was red, she must be an introverted and shy woman.

The first level was only accessible to outer disciples, only inner disciples were allowed to enter the second level, only core disciples were allowed to enter the third level, only Elders and Sect Leaders were allowed to enter the fourth level, and no one was allowed to enter the fifth level, because the fifth level was already sealed.

Other than a few people in the Tongqing Sect, the majority of them did not know of the secrets of the Fifth floor of the Book Collection Vault.

When Wang Jin arrived at the library, he realized that the library was shaped like a tall pagoda. It was both big and small, like a square pyramid. From its appearance, it could be seen that it had experienced countless years of trials and hardships, and even now, it still stood towering over this ancient land.

"Tongqing Sect has a long history indeed." Wang Jin took a deep breath, stood up and walked into the Compendium Pavilion.

As soon as he entered the library, he saw many outer sect disciples wearing yellow robes choosing martial skills on the first floor.

At the door, there was a Old man of the pavilion sitting motionlessly. If one did not look carefully, they would think that it was a vivid statue.

"I'm here to choose a martial skill." Wang Jin said respectfully.

"ID card." The old man slowly opened his eyes.

Wang Jin handed over the silver outer disciple identity badge.

"Outer disciples can only learn on the first floor, and each year they can only learn one martial skill. Originally, we could not have brought it out. After you choose the martial skill you like, bring it here for me to copy and then take away your identity plate. " The old man said to Wang Jin as if he was reciting something, and then, he kept Wang Jin's outer disciple identity badge.

"Got it." Wang Jin nodded.

The old man took out an incense stick and lit it up. Then, he placed it in a brown porcelain bowl and said, "Once this incense stick burns out, you must come out. Otherwise, I will cripple your cultivation."

Cripple his cultivation? Although it was a rule, it was too domineering. Wang Jin could not help but mock them: "If the elders, sect master and the others do not come out by the appointed time, would you destroy their cultivation too?"

"Yes." The Old man of the pavilion said indifferently.

"What?" Wang Jin was shocked upon hearing this, thinking that this old man did not even put Sect Master in his eyes, could he be an old monster from the Tongqing Sect?

In Azure Mountain Country, great sects often had some hidden masters guarding them. They were usually the supreme elders who wholeheartedly focused on fighting and were the sect's strongest force. However, most people did not know their true identities. Because of their existence, the sects would only develop peacefully if the enemies did not dare to invade.

This old man doesn't even put the sect head in his eyes. It's highly likely that he's someone on the level of an old freak, so it's best if I don't offend him. Therefore, Wang Jin shrugged his shoulders and went to choose his martial arts.

He started walking among the rows of bookshelves, trying to find a suitable technique for the Heavenly Wolf Source Spirit. Although he had long since been mentally prepared, he was still disappointed in the result. Since he did not have a martial skill specially made for Heavenly Wolf Source Spirit, he changed his target to a martial skill related to the fire and strong wind attribute.

Outer sect disciples could only learn low rank martial skills, so Wang Jin first looked over the shelves that held the fire type martial skills.

"There are flame palm here too? flame palm s who are regarded as treasures by the Wang Family are considered public readers in the Tongqing Sect, and they are even considered to be of the lowest level. " Wang Jin's heart was filled with emotions. After coming to the Tongqing Sect, he only felt that the Wang Family was extremely insignificant, and that their various struggles for power and benefits seemed so childish and laughable now.

In these hundred and twenty years, the Wang Family's ancestor had always been guarding the Wang Family, with a high position of authority, controlling the life and death of the Wang Family. From's perspective, he was just a frog in a well.

Wang Jin quickly checked the manuals and discovered that they contained the [Refined Fire Sword Art], [Three Flames Sound Wave], [Vermillion Bird Dance], [Tiger Swallowing Fist], [Purple Flame Tyrant Blade Slash], [Ghost Flame Palm], [Evil Demon Corpse Fire].

However, Wang Jin quickly flipped through it, and discovered that the power of these martial skills was no weaker than that of the flame palm s, and there were no flame palm that was proficient in using them.

Shaking his head, Wang Jin walked over to the bookshelf where the Fierce Wind attribute martial skill manuals were kept and quickly took a look at these martial skill manuals.

No matter how good the Zephyr attribute martial skill is, it is only a little stronger than the flame palm. Rather than wasting time to learn these useless martial skills, it is better to use both of your hands simultaneously with Shi Zhanlie's Flame Palm. "

Wang Jin subconsciously turned his head to look at the burning incense and discovered that there was still a third of it left. Helpless, he started to casually flip through the bookshelves of other secret manuals.

"Hmm? This secret scripture... So that's how it is. It may be useless to others, but it is extremely useful to me! " Wang Jin's face suddenly filled with joy. He picked up the grey sealed secret manual and immediately left.

Wang Jin passed the grey covered martial skill manual to the old man who oversaw the library.

At first, the old man did not mind, but after he saw the title of the martial skill manual, he could not help but ask, "You have a lot of choices, why not choose a better one?"

"In my eyes, it has much more use to me than any other low rank martial skill." Wang Jin laughed.

Old man of the pavilion squinted his eyes, as if he had thought of something, and could not help but mock them: "So that's how it is, you must have that idea, but I must advise you, I have guarded the library for many years, and you are not the first outer sect disciple to have that thought, but those disciples who made the same choice as you, have all failed."

"I've made up my mind to pass the inner court disciple selection, and I won't joke about my future. Don't worry, Elder." Wang Jin's eyes lit up.

Old man of the pavilion was slightly unhappy: "Young lad, don't be too ambitious, I have already advised you. Whether or not you listen to me, it's your own business, go and copy from the side."

"Understood." Wang Jin laughed, then took the martial skill and copied it.

After a while, he finished copying and returned the token back to its original place. Then, taking it back from the old man's hand, he left the Compendium Pavilion without looking back.