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Chapter 85 The Book Collection Pavilion

"Senior, this matter is contrary to morality, so I will not obey my will! If the senior needs martial arts classics, I happen to have two secrets of magic skills that can be presented: one is the Nine Yang Divine Arts, and the other is the Internal Fist. These two are the kid's secret skills. If the senior doesn't dislike it, please accept it with a smile." After Guo Kun finished speaking, he took out two thread-covered books from his arms and presented them with his hands.

Lin Yu took it quietly, looked down and glanced at the content, threw it back with a smile, and said coldly: "Boy, do you think my Tomb Sect will lack these basic martial arts? You can only get the innate skills and Quanzhen Sword Technique within today, and you will be responsible for the consequences after the deadline!"

Lin Yu grabbed Li Mochou's wrist and pulled Li Mochou, who was weak all over, back into the ancient tomb, leaving Guo Kun and Mu Nianci standing there in a daze.

In front of the hut behind the tomb, Guo Kun looked at the lake water in front of him, and his eyes suddenly burst into dazzling light: "For her, I can do anything! So what if I am enemies of the world? Nianci, wait here for a while, and I will go back."

"Akun, you have to be careful. I will support you no matter what you do!" With Mu Nianci's personality, she would definitely not be able to do anything that would damage the reputation of Quanzhen Sect, but at this time, she stood firmly on Guo Kun's side, which shows her infatuation with Guo Kun.

"Well, I know. Be careful by yourself, I'll come back soon." After nodding heavily, Guo Kun turned around and used his full strength for the first time. He left a blue shadow in Mu Nianci's eyes. After several ups and downs, he climbed over the hill and disappeared.

In front of the Chongyang Palace, the tension that had just been lifted recently spread again, spreading in the hearts of everyone in the Quanzhen Sect. The dull atmosphere was like a black cloud covering the city, making the little Taoist priests with a slightly lower cultivation feel dizzy and weak in their hands and feet.

"Young Master Guo, I don't know what's going on?" Ma Yu and his seven men had already set up the Tiangang Beidou formation to surround Guo Kun in Kan's heart. The others were staring at Guo Kun with resentment, wishing to tear him apart. Among them, Wang Chuyi, and Sun Buer hated Guo Kun the strongest.

"I am here because I have something to ask for, and I would like to ask for permission from several seniors. I am very grateful." Guo Kun bowed his head and bowed, and was extremely pious.

"Young Master Guo's magical skills are superb and powerful all over the world. Even Young Master Guo can't help, and our Quanzhen Sect is even more helpless." As soon as Guo Kun finished speaking, Sun Buer couldn't wait to refuse. For her, being able to attack Guo Kun's arrogance at this moment is more important than anything else.

"I'm sorry for being powerless, please come back for Young Master Guo." Wang Chuyi was not slow and then said it.

"Senior, I haven't heard of why I've come, so I just refused. If I say it out, I'm not afraid of destroying the reputation of the Qizi Quanzhen?" Guo Kun was already depressed. At this time, he was ridiculed so much that he would not be polite. After all, he was still due to strength. Guo Kun had never thought that he could solve the problem peacefully.

"If you can't help, you can't help. Please come back for Young Master Guo!" Sun Buer didn't give in at all, and he was determined to embarrass Guo Kun.

"Oh, junior sister, stop talking." Ma Yu is the head of Quanzhen Sect. Refusing to put it on the world without asking the reason is really a detriment to the name of Quanzhen Sect: "Young Master Guo might as well talk about it. If we can help, we will do our best."

At this moment, Guo Kun briefly explained the matter of Lin Yu making things difficult for him and Li Mochou, and finally said: "So, I dared to exchange "Nine Yang Divine Arts" and "Internal Fist" for your tutor's "Innate Kung Fu" and "Quan Zhen Sword Technique". Please ask the seven seniors to fulfill their juniors."

"Oh, oh, it's for lovers, it's really touching." Sun Buer jumped out again and shouted in a scream: "You shameless beast, if you want to secretly learn the magical arts books of my Quanzhen Sect, just say it, why do you need to do something false as an excuse? Don't say that you can borrow the magical arts books of my teachings even if you are the swordsmanship you are a master."

"Junior sister, stop talking!" Then everyone outside Wang Chuyi uttered unanimously. Sun Buer's words and deeds had greatly damaged the image of the Quanzhen Sect, although their image was not even a scumbag in Guo Kun's eyes.

"Shaoxia Guo, my martial arts cannot be spread outside the world. Please ask the young hero to ask for another wise man." Ma Yu said in a flash of Fuchen and refused.

This result was expected by Guo Kun, but he wanted to resolve it peacefully. With a sudden idea at this moment, Guo Kun would naturally not be polite.

"In this case, I'll forgive you for being ruthless!" Guo Kun shouted loudly, and the strength in his body was like boiling boiled water roaring in the pot. "Roar, woo, woo!" Under the desolate emphasis was hidden with endless charming attacks. This is the "Ghost Prison Yin Feng Roar" he had seen in the ancient tomb. When he used it at this moment, it really made people planted a deep and dark place like hell. Just by watching Quanzhen Qizi and others have to work together to resist, you can see the power.

In front of the Chongyang Palace, Quanzhen Qizi sat cross-legged on the ground, Bao Yuanshou fought to fight against Guo Kun's sound wave attack, and the sweat beads on his forehead soaked the clothes on his body like rain. Guo Kun's Nine Yang magic Technique exploded in full swing, and his internal energy was divided into nine layers of layered waves and gushed out. At this moment, the inner true energy was like a logistics force. Wherever Qinghuang did not meet it, it would appear, and the slightly exposed flaw disappeared intovisible in an instant.

"Hmph, wuwu~ wuwu~" Guo Kun was angry and had just been incense sticks, but he still didn't win the seven sons of Quanzhen. If he continued to consume this, even Guo Kun would not be able to bear it. Although he had infinite power, his strength would be greatly reduced if he did not have internal power. If that were the case, Guo Kun would be in danger in the face of thousands of Quanzhen disciples.

Perhaps, Guo Kun's outrage was the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. The seven sons of Quanzhen all spitted blood and collapsed to the ground. The seven of them felt weak all over. They were like millions of bells and drums in their ears. They seemed to have a big stone pressed into their chests, which was so heavy that they could not bear it. They had only relieved a lot after vomiting blood, but they could only hold their necks back to death.

After glanced at the few people, Guo Kun did not stop at all. He ran towards the Sutra Pavilion of Quanzhen Sect between the ups and downs of the Lucky Drunken Immortal Story. He relied on his superhuman skills to come to the Sutra Pavilion effortlessly. He ran to the top floor in three or two steps. The layers of bookshelf made Guo Kun not know where to start for a while.

"There must be some secret rooms. Where should I find the damn one?" Guo Kun's time is limited, and he has been here for half a day. If he delays, he will not be able to see Lin Yu in front of the ancient tomb before it gets dark.

Guo Kun's eyes kept scanning around, and his hands did not stop. "Most ancient secret rooms were in the mezzanine, and they could be found through sound. In addition, this place of the Sutra is definitely an important place of the Quanzhen Sect. Most people cannot enter, and they may be found through some traces." Guo Kun groped in this way, and the Quanzhen disciples downstairs surrounded the place three circles inside and three circles but no one dared to come in.

"Well, this lamp holder is very strange." Guo Kun looked at the bare lamp holder. First of all, this position is not suitable for installing the lamp holder by the window. Secondly, it is also the only lamp holder that has been wiped cleanly. "Obviously, this lamp holder is often touched, so it must be here!" Guo Kun was excited and quickly knocked on the wall with his hands. Sure enough, an empty sound came.

"Ha, by the way, it's here!" Guo Kun excitedly held the lamp holder and turned to the left without moving, and was still indifferent to the right. After thinking about it, Guo Kun tried to pull it out, but the lamp holder was still as stable as a rock. Guo Kun was furious and shouted, "Since that's the case, I'll destroy this Sutra Pavilion!"

When looking at the The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Guo Kun found that Guo Jing used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to hit the wall more useful than using it to the enemy. So, regardless of the situation, he set off his posture and saw the dragon slamming the wall with one move, which made the dust on the roof fall on the disciples of Quanzhen Sect downstairs like rain. Everyone became gray, and it looked embarrassed and decadent.

However, that wall was completely damaged!

"Ah, go to die!" Guo Kun was completely angry. He seemed to be a madman who had lost his mind, and wanted to destroy everything without any consciousness. The lamp stand in front of him was the culprit that caused all this! "Boom!" Guo Kun's fist hit the lamp stand into the wall, making a sound that seemed to break through the gurban.

"Ge,Ge,Ge,Ge" A series of rotating sounds of Ji Ku's rage calmed down Guo Kun's angry nerves. As Ji Ku's sound rang out, the wall in front of Guo Kun slowly turned a little bit of gap, and it stopped until the door of the secret room was completely opened.

What caught my eye was a small table with four stools around it, obviously for those who read books. There was only an oil cloth bag on the table, but it was piled up to 20 to 30 centimeters high. Guo Kun stepped forward and reached out to open the cloth bag. Four big words entered his eyes - "Three Flowers Gathering the Top".

Even if I can’t read this martial arts that people in the martial arts world want aside, I looked down at the next one, but it was still not what Guo Kun wanted. After flipping through it one by one, Guo Kun discovered that the next one of the "Quanzhen Sword Technique" was "Innate Ability".

"I wonder if Wang Chongyang did it intentionally, or did his group of unscrupulous apprentices put it randomly?" Guo Kun felt in his eyes that the martial arts in front were more famous than Quanzhen Sword Technique. In theory, this basic "Quanzhen Sword Technique" should be placed first, but at this time it was placed second to last.
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