¡°Elder God, where is the second treasure?¡± Mo Fan raised his head, looked at the gray-haired Elder God next to him, and asked curiously.
The old god said that this sect has three treasures.
The first treasure is the sacred mountain.
What will the second treasure be?
He was quite curious about this.
The old man¡¯s eyes flashed as he looked at Mo Fan, holding back the shock in his heart. Then he pointed to the attic behind him and said respectfully to the senior: "The second treasure is this attic!"
"This attic?"
Mo Fan turned around and looked.
The loft behind you is magnificent.
There is a plaque on the attic.
The plaque is engraved with three big Chinese characters: dragons and phoenixes.
Immortal Arts Pavilion!
"This attic contains all the magical skills of my Shen Sect!"
"This loft has six floors in total!"
Beside him, the old man looked at Mo Fan and smiled slightly.
"Can I go in and visit?" Mo Fan asked, very curious about this.
"sure!"
The elder Shen said that he really wanted the senior to go in and take a look and point out what was wrong with it.
"How about now?"
The old man thought about it and asked.
"also!"
Mo Fan nodded and said, then, he thought of the third generation Demon Emperor and Li Yujian who were fighting, and asked: "Are they two okay?"
"It's okay, they are just competing!"
The old man said.
¡°Brother, don¡¯t you want to watch them fight?¡±
Long Er asked.
"I won't look at it for now! Let's go visit this attic first!"
Mo Fan said.
"Okay! Then I'll go visit it too!" Long Er said.
So, under the leadership of the old god, Mo Fan and others headed towards the splendid loft in front.
The old god waved his right hand.
Suddenly, ahead, the door of the attic slowly opened, and a bright golden light bloomed from it, which was extremely dazzling.
Mo Fan and others entered the attic.
This magnificent loft has six floors.
The levels of magic placed on each floor are different.
There are many bookshelves lined up side by side.
¡°So many books!¡±
Mo Fan raised his head, looked at this scene, sighed and said.
"Can we take a look?" The Sword Spirit Ancestor raised her head, looked at the Elder Shen, and asked. Of course she knew that the Elder Shen would never refuse, but after all, this was the Elder Shen's territory, so she still had to be polite.
¡°Of course, enjoy watching it!¡±
The old man smiled slightly and said: "This place is originally for the disciples of Shenzong!"
"Actually, this was for the elite disciples of Shenzong, but he didn't say this.
After all, these people in front of you are all the pawns of your seniors!
In other words, these people are all seniors.
His attitude towards these people will naturally be different.
When the Sword Spirit Ancestor and others heard this, they nodded lightly.
She walked forward, looked at a book on the bookshelf, took it out, and calmed down to read.
¡°Baby, what are you looking at?¡± Mo Fan came over and asked curiously.
"Nine Swords Immortal Technique!"
The Sword Spirit Ancestor raised his head, looked at Mo Fan, and said, his voice was very natural.
Mo Fan nodded, the Sword Spirit Ancestor is a powerful sword cultivator and has a very high level of skill in swordsmanship. Naturally, the books he reads are about swordsmanship!
"It's a pity, I don't know how to sword!"
Mo Fan thought of something, sighed, and said slowly.
""
Hearing this, the Sword Spirit Ancestor looked at his master silently, did not speak, and just remained silent.
¡°I¡¯ll go see if there¡¯s anything I can learn!¡±
Mo Fan said.
"good!"
When the slim Sword Spirit Ancestor heard this, he nodded gently and said to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan started to read the book, as if he was in a library.
He opened a book at random and looked at it carefully.
This is a boxing technique called the Thirty-two Boxing Immortal Techniques.
As he opened the book, a bright light suddenly fell in Mo Fan's sight.
Immediately afterwards, something appeared in Mo Fan¡¯s mind??Screen.
in the screen.
A vague figure is suspended between heaven and earth.
I saw his right hand clenched into a fist, and immediately he punched out one punch after another.
He fired thirty-two punches in a row.
The power of each punch is extremely terrifying!
Thirty-two fist shadows fell on the sea below.
Suddenly, the sea started to roll, and the waves were violent and terrifying!
"Fuck!"
¡°Awesome!¡±
Mo Fan looked up and saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh and said.
"Can I master it?"
Mo Fan muttered, he raised his head and looked ahead.
"You can give it a try!" The blurry figure in front looked at Mo Fan and said slowly.
"good!"
Mo Fan nodded. The next moment, he closed his eyes and began to imitate the punch of the person before.
Immediately, he made a fist with his right hand, and punched forward one after another.
A total of thirty-two punches were thrown.
Mo Fan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sea below.
The entire sea was extremely calm and there was no reaction at all.
Seeing this scene, Mo Fan's eyes twitched, he smiled bitterly, sighed, and said: "It seems that I can't master this boxing technique! Hey, it's a question of qualifications, my qualifications are really bad!"
He didn¡¯t know that the person standing behind him looked surprised at this moment, with a look of shock on his face, and he was extremely horrified.
Mo Fan withdrew his spiritual thoughts.
"This is the real Thirty-two Fist Immortal Technique!" The blurry figure raised its head and looked ahead.
at the same time.
is located somewhere in the Big Dipper sky.
A person is fighting with a huge monster.
At this moment, a picture appeared in this person¡¯s mind!
"What!"
There was a look of surprise on his face: "The Thirty-two Fists Immortal Technique was created by me! I knew that the Thirty-two Fist Immortal Techniques had flaws, but I didn't expect that the flaw would be this! This person actually knew all about me. Defects?"
"Hewho is he?"
At this moment, his voice started to tremble.
"Roar!"
At this moment, the huge demonic beast in front of him let out a low roar, and the entire figure rushed towards the monk in front of him at an extremely fast and astonishing speed.
However, at this moment.
The monk closed his eyes, recalling in his mind the thirty-two punches that Mo Fan had performed before. The next moment, he opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flickered. Then, his left and right hands were clenched. The fists were punched out one after another.
A total of thirty-two punches were fired.
It¡¯s the Thirty-two Fists Immortal Technique!
boom!
As these thirty-two punches fell, the entire body of the huge demonic beast in front exploded, and blood splattered everywhere, gushing out like spring water.
This monster was directly killed by the monk.
The monk raised his head, looked at the boundless starry sky, and sighed: "That man is definitely a master of cultivating immortals! But why would he do this?"
"Understood!"
"He is hiding his identity!"
Mo Fan naturally had no idea about this matter. At this moment, he headed towards another bookshelf.
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