Chapter 67 - Reminder

  Lin Yuan had almost read through the two books that were basically the highest grade among all the martial skills on this first floor, and he was very satisfied with his own selection of martial skills.

  With a snap of her fingers, time had already reached its limit. Lin Yuan carefully held two books and returned by the original route, arriving at the entrance of the Martial Skills Pavilion. She once again encountered the white-haired old man standing in the corner of the first floor of the pavilion, savoring his book with great interest.

  The old man seemed to have noticed Lin Yuan and turned his head again.

  "Have you finally made your selection? Let me take a look." The white-haired old man took the two martial skill books from Lin Yuan's hands.

  "Well, young one, you have a good eye and great ambitions. You've chosen the most powerful sword technique on the first floor of the Martial Techniques Pavilion, as well as the defensive technique with the strongest defense in the entire pavilion. And yet, you've also managed to choose the two techniques that are the most difficult to cultivate." The old man's face showed a hint of surprise.

  However, after a pause, the old man with white hair said solemnly: "Little guy, although your eyes are not bad, I still advise you to re-select and don't choose these two."

  Lin Yuan was taken aback: "Why?"

  "Their cultivation conditions are harsh, unless they have extremely high talent and super strong control ability, they can cultivate, and the cultivation cycle is too long, it cannot take effect in a short period of time, making your strength look like it's growing very slowly," The old man with white hair didn't change his expression at all.

  "These two martial skills, someone had also cultivated them to the peak of acquired realm in the past, but only one person succeeded, that person I believe you will meet later, is your Southern Institute's senior brother, Guo Tao." The old man in white seemed to be saying this as if it were a trivial matter.

  Lin Yuan's face revealed a hint of a smile, and he said gratefully: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance. However, I think that the path to martial arts is about gradual accumulation and sudden breakthroughs. Perseverance is also a key to success. Looking at the long-term benefits, I'd still like to choose these two books."

  The old man's eyes showed a look of admiration, saying: "Indeed, as that person said, stubborn and strong-willed. Never mind, I won't force you. Give you three days' time, if after three days you regret it, you can come find me, and I'll give you an extra chance to change again."

  Lin Yuan was deeply grateful and bowed, saying: "Thank you for your concern, senior! However, I still believe that I can cultivate!"

  "Alright, register it in the borrowing logbook on the side, then take it back to study and comprehend. Remember that you're making a handwritten copy, and also, Wu Zong's rules are strict: without the permission of the elder, absolutely do not pass on the contents of the martial skills to other disciples; otherwise, the sect's rules are severe, and when the time comes, no one will be able to save you."

  "The disciple knows."

  Lin Yuan filled out the borrowing registration form and thanked again before turning around and leaving.

  ……

  Watching Lin Yuan's figure disappear into the distance, the white-haired old man suddenly became solemn and quiet, facing the air in front of him, and suddenly said: "This kid you've taken a liking to is actually not bad, has some meaning, and didn't let me come here for nothing. Moreover, it seems like he still has some secrets on his body."

  "Haha, the person I've taken a liking to is naturally a good seed. Thank you for this time, letting you personally take on the guardian of the Martial Arts Pavilion." Suddenly, behind the white-robed old man, a black-clothed figure appeared from behind.

  "It's nothing for me to go through hardships, but you must take good care of this young seedling. Among the outer disciples of this generation, there are also some extraordinary talents, and four of them have already reached the ninth level of later heaven at a young age, which is unprecedented in the past. Moreover, Qingyuan Sect is also making moves, and there are some movements within the inner sect as well. I hope that no major incidents will occur. Talents always wither easily!"

  The old man with white hair finished speaking, and his body suddenly flashed, disappearing without a trace.

  "Hmph, this time I absolutely won't make any concessions. Whoever dares to move my people will be the one who dies!" The voice in the air was icy and terrifying, causing the temperature to drop suddenly.

  Then, the entire Wugui Hall was quiet once again.

  Lin Yuan had no idea what had just happened in the Martial Skills Pavilion and didn't even notice that both of them had been paying attention to him all along.

  Lin Yuan obtained the handwritten copy and didn't rush back to his residence. As a cultivation madman, getting a good martial skill was something he couldn't wait to cultivate.

  Today is also the time for the inner door disciples to give lectures, Lin Yuan got the martial skills and also planned to go and listen, to see how the inner door disciples' explanations compared with his own understanding.

  Lin Yuan arrived at the place where the inner disciples were taking classes, and it was already close to afternoon. After all, he had spent too much time in the Martial Skills Pavilion.

  The disciple in charge of lecturing was a newly joined disciple among the inner door disciples, and it was said that he had only just reached the first heaven and one heavy Nascent Soul realm.

  Lin Yuan also learned about the division of the Xiantian realm after entering Wu Zong.

  Primordial Boundary, divided into three layers: First layer, Converging Spirit; Second layer, Gathering Spirit; Third layer, Chaotic Origin.

  This inner disciple is a Southern Courtyard disciple named Mu Rong. Throughout the entire lesson, he didn't utter a single word of nonsense and was extremely serious.

  Lin Yuan stood by and listened, unnoticed by anyone else, which also saved him from explaining why he was late. Everyone was focused on listening intently, and among them, Lin Yuan even saw many unfamiliar faces, all of whom were powerful warriors who had reached the Later Heaven Ninth Realm. Lin Yuan guessed that they might be outer sect disciples of the Southern Institute's older generation.

  Lin Yuan had initially intended to listen carefully, but later on, after hearing some of it, most of it was about the eight realms of the acquired realm, and there was no mention of the nine realms above or even the half-step innate realm. This made Lin Yuan extremely depressed, having come all this way only to find himself in such a situation. In an instant, the lecture had become completely different in Lin Yuan's eyes.

  Moreover, the content taught by the inner disciples is comprehensive and lacks detailed things.

  Lin Yuan listened with a yawn, he had no interest in this aspect at all, and these things didn't have much effect on him personally either.

  Lin Yuan is now already at the Half-Step Profound Heaven Realm, and with those things from the Tai Shang Primitive Scripture, unless it's something above the Half-Step Profound Heaven Realm, it will have some effect on Lin Yuan, like how to break through the Profound Heaven Realm.

  It was some of the outer disciples who listened with great interest, looking very serious.

  The class time passed quickly, and Lin Yuan was like a high school student listening to elementary school knowledge, feeling bored and unenthusiastic.

  At the end of it all, that disciple spouted a whole bunch of nonsense, at least in Lin Yuan's opinion. However, other warriors even pulled out paper and pen from their bodies to record it down.

  Such a person is directly labeled as stupid in Lin Yuan's heart. This person obviously wants to fawn on the inner door disciples and leave a good impression on him.

  As for Mu Rong, a disciple of the inner sect, he had just finished speaking and seemed unwilling to stay here any longer, drifting away.

  Lin Yuan was also entangled in her heart, originally this Wu Zong's teaching method was like this, it was simply boring to the extreme, maybe this so-called teaching method was just randomly arranging some disciples to come here and randomly explaining some knowledge.

  When the class was over, it was almost evening. Lin Yuan didn't return to his own place this time and went to the cafeteria for a meal instead.

  After dinner, Lin Yuan returned to his residence. By then, the moonlight was captivating and frost had enveloped the earth.