Peerless Martial Soul

The fifth level is even more mysterious. There are even rumors that the fifth level is not in the martial arts pavilion, but is hidden in a secret realm of the sect and is guarded by strong men!

Of course, it is also possible that some extremely outstanding, or extremely special, and distinctive low-level skills will enter the upper echelons.

But there are very few high-level martial arts skills that fall into the lower tiers.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, feeling a little surprised.

Zhuo Bufan really valued him. He didn't expect that he could actually choose from three yellow-level exercises ranging from fifth to sixth level.

"It's just that before you entered the martial arts pavilion, have you thought about what you want? Do you know what kind of martial arts to choose?" After hearing the old man's words, Chen Feng was a little stunned.

The old man smiled slightly: "I would like to remind you, think about which Dharmakaya you visualized during the xinxing test."

When Chen Feng heard this, he suddenly realized.

He grasped this key point, stood there and began to think. Soon, his eyes began to become confused, and it was obvious that he had a sense of uncertainty about the future path.

The old man smiled and said: "Don't worry, come on, come to the opposite side and play chess with me."

Chen Feng said blankly: "This junior doesn't know how."

"It doesn't matter, you can just do whatever you want." The old man said with a smile.

The two sat down, and Chen Feng stood opposite the old man. He didn't care what the old man did, and just randomly dropped the black stones on the chessboard.

A peaceful and gentle aura exuded from the old man's body, covering Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's impatient heart also calmed down and became calm and peaceful.

As the sunspots fell one after another on the chessboard, Chen Feng felt as if the burdens in his body and heart were being put down, and his heart became relaxed and lively.

The things he carried were too much. There are grievances between teachers, there are mysteries about one's life experience, there are things to avenge as a teacher, and there are things that hate injustice. These responsibilities were like huge rocks, weighing on his heart and making him breathless.

Of course, these things spurred him to work hard and practice hard to increase his strength, but they also made him extremely impatient and impetuous.

But now, under the guidance of the old man, he put all these things down and didn't think about them at all. Although he would have to carry it again for a while, at least at this moment, he was relaxed and had an unprecedented clear understanding of himself.

He can calm down and think carefully.

What kind of martial arts skills are suitable for him?

Seeing Chen Feng closing his eyes and sitting cross-legged, with a calm and peaceful expression on his face, showing no sadness or joy, the old man smiled and nodded. A green light flashed from his right hand, which penetrated into Chen Feng's body and traveled around inside him.

When the cyan light arrived, the blood-colored energy in Chen Feng's body immediately concealed his usual arrogant and arrogant aura and became honest. The ancient cauldron and dragon blood in Chen Feng's body were quickly hidden.

The cyan light did not detect them.

The cyan light circled around Chen Feng's body and reappeared. The old man felt it carefully and frowned.

After a long time, Chen Feng suddenly opened his eyes, a light of wisdom flashed in his eyes, and his face was calm.

The old man smiled and said: "Have you thought clearly?"

"Well, I've thought about it clearly." Chen Feng said slowly: "Senior, I know what to do."

Chen Feng sincerely saluted respectfully: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance!"

The old man waved his hand: "There is no need to call me senior anymore. It seems too unfamiliar. My surname is Xu. From now on, you can just call me Mr. Xu."

"Yes, Mr. Xu." Chen Feng immediately changed his mind.

Mr. Xu smiled and nodded: "Go in, you have an hour."

"So long?" Chen Feng was surprised.

Didn’t you just say it was half an hour?

"One hour, four secret books." Mr. Xu smiled slightly, lay back on the bamboo and rattan chair, and said with a chuckle: "Because I like you."

The time is doubled, so you can choose more calmly. And the addition of one of the four secret books will greatly enhance his strength!

Chen Feng was overjoyed and quickly thanked him.

Mr. Xu waved his hand: "Go quickly!"

Chen Feng strode into the Martial Arts Pavilion, where dozens of inner sect disciples were browsing.

When they heard the footsteps and saw Chen Feng, they all had contempt in their eyes.

Deep in his eyes, there was jealousy that could not be concealed.

Chen Feng looked like a young man, and he could tell at a glance that he was a new disciple who had just entered the inner sect. It was unknown why such a new disciple was able to enter the martial arts pavilion.

You must know that they all made contributions to the sect in exchange for the opportunity to enter the martial arts pavilion.

Chen Feng glanced at the first floor and then walked straight to the second floor.

The other disciples suddenly looked gloating, waiting to see Chen Feng embarrassed.

"Hmph, you don't know how to live or die, yet you dare to secretly enter the second floor? You are looking for death!"

Some disciples laughed in their hearts.

There are many disciples who try to sneak into the second level and gain access to higher-level secrets, but without exception, they are discovered by the mysterious old man outside the Martial Arts Pavilion, who then punishes them severely.

These disciples all looked at Chen Feng, waiting for him to be dealt with.