Chapter 1327: What Do You Care About?

On the way to the examination.

Xiao Yi has rushed out, his face is full of joy.

"Jingkong Kendo, I'm afraid it is still above Xinghuan Kendo."

To be able to obtain such a powerful swordsmanship, Xiao Yi, a swordsman, is a great joy.

However, when it comes to the increase in strength, it is not.

After all, he is already perfecting his swordsmanship, and Xinghuan swordsmanship has also reached a very high level.

As for Jikong's swordsmanship, although he has comprehended it, he has not yet reached that point in terms of controlling it and turning it into one's own use.

Once Jikong's kendo is successful, and it is applied to his own kendo, then it is the time when his real strength increases sharply.

Of course, this is not in a hurry, after all, the road of martial arts requires one step at a time.

"The martial skills in the inheritance have to find a time to practice." Xiao Yi said to himself with joy.

A complete inheritance is not just martial arts knowledge.

What is contained in it is the ability of this senior's life.

However, this inheritance assessment was originally divided into two steps.

Inheritance belongs to inheritance, and assessment belongs to assessment.

Inheritance is in the place of inheritance, and assessment is in this canyon road.

Xiao Yi did it once.

In the assessment of the inheritance, it seems that it is the first time in the assessment of the main hall.

"Senior Jikong, thank you." Xiao Yi turned around and bowed to the Gangfeng in the canyon passage.

After that, Xiao Yi turned around and planned to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, he frowned.

Previously, the Lord Chengfeng said that after passing the examination, he would return to the main hall.

But now it seems that it is still far from the main hall.

Ahead, far and wide.

This is just out of the canyon, out of the mountain.

whoosh…

At this moment, a figure appeared out of thin air.

It is the Lord of Chengfeng Palace.

"Palace Master Chengfeng." Xiao Yi bowed slightly.

"Yeah." Chengfeng Hall Master nodded, "Boy, let's go, I'll take you back to the main hall."

As he said that, Hall Master Chengfeng, as always, grabbed Xiao Yi's arm.

Xiao Yi's face changed.

He is still the same as the previous two times, without any resistance.

whoosh…

several breaths.

Before Xiao Yi could react, his intuition trembled, and he had already returned to the back of the main hall.

At this time, Xiao Yi was already full of black lines.

"Palace Master Chengfeng, next time the boy will fly back slowly in the air."

Hall Master Chengfeng didn't answer, and said, "Let's go, find me."

Under the leadership of Hall Master Chengfeng, Xiao Yi came to a study in the middle of the back hall.

In front of the study, Xiao Yi looked around.

No matter how many times you see it, this huge, city-in-a-city-like back hall is still shocking.

Push open the door.

Inside is obviously a study where a certain hall master usually handles the affairs of the hall.

At this time, in front of the desk in the study, an old man was reading the file.

Seeing the arrival of Chengfeng Hall Master and Xiao Yi, the old man stopped reading.

"Palace Master." Chengfeng Palace Master bowed.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi was startled, seeing this, he also bowed, "See the main hall master."

The Hall Master of Chengfeng is one of the Ten Masters of the Wind Temple Hall.

There is only one person in the world who can make him salute and call the palace master.

The head of the main hall of the Wind Temple.

The legendary powerhouse, the mainland's first wind-fighting powerhouse.

However, no one knows how many years the main hall master has lived and how many years he has existed.

It is only known that the records recorded in the historical records about the master of the main hall go back many, many years.

This kind of powerhouse, even the martial arts master, is just a joke in front of him.

Xiao Yi did not dare to be presumptuous.

"Go down first." The old man glanced at the Hall Master Chengfeng.

"Yes." Chengfeng Palace Master replied, bowed and left.

That's right, the old man is the man on the high mountain before, the main hall master of Fengsha Temple.

Chengfeng Palace Lord left.

In the study, only the main hall master and Xiao Yi were left.

"Don't be cautious." The main hall master smiled lightly and glanced at the chair in the corner of the table.

Xiao Yi sneered, "Thanks for the kindness of the hall master, no need, just stand there."

It's not that Xiao Yi is hypocritical, but that Xiao Yi feels uncomfortable at the moment.

That feeling, he didn't know how to describe it.

The old man in front of him gave him a much stronger feeling than any strong man he had ever seen before.

This is the breath of a strong man, no, even...

Xiao Yi was secretly horrified. In his perception, the breath of the old man was exactly the same as the breath of the rules of the world.

Xiao Yi didn't know how to describe it.

This is no longer a feeling that can be described by the word "strong".

If such a strong player shot against him, he would not even have the chance to use his hole cards.

"I said, don't be cautious, come here." The main hall master's face turned pale.

"Yes." Xiao Yi swallowed, approached slowly, and then sat down on the chair.

At this time, the main hall master moved a file to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi looked puzzled.

This file is exactly the file that the main hall master just read.

"Look." The main hall master said lightly.

Xiao Yi nodded and looked at the contents of the file.

After a while, he frowned, but then it returned to normal.

"So it is." Xiao Yi's face was indifferent.

What is recorded in this dossier is about the tomb of the ancient emperor.

Of course, there is also the matter of the Hundred Courts dispute.

To be precise, until now, Xiao Yi did not know the existence of the tomb of the ancient emperor.

The so-called Tomb of the Ancient Emperor is the cave dwelling after the death of an extremely ancient warrior on the mainland.

The cave dwelling has stood for thousands of years, and the spiritual energy will not disappear for thousands of years, just like an immortal existence in the ancient times.

Once upon a time, the opening of the ancient emperor's tomb always caused a bloody storm that swept the entire Central Territory.

Later, in order to avoid such bloody storms, the major forces joined forces to set rules.

The so-called rules are that only those who have a quota can enter the tomb of the ancient emperor.

Moreover, it must be a young genius.

And among them, you must have a place.

There are 10 places in total.

However, among these 10 places, there are 5 special places.

These 5 special places belong to the Martial Arts Academy.

Martial arts academy, after all, is different from ordinary forces. It is a place where young warriors practice martial arts, and their status is a bit detached.

The remaining 5 places belong to the forces of all parties in the huge Central Territory.

Compared with the few hundred martial arts academies, they competed for 5 places.

Innumerable forces in the huge middle domain compete for 5 places.

Naturally, it is much easier between a hundred martial arts academies.

After all, there are countless forces in the entire Central Territory, including first-class forces and top-notch forces.

Taking the hegemonic forces, it is said that the Northern Yinzong, the Eighteen Palaces of the Central Region, and some relatively low-key big forces, etc.

The hegemonic power alone is no less than dozens.

With so many forces competing for 5 places, one can imagine how fierce it is.

Between the various martial arts academies, it is much easier.

However, as a price, the number of places in each martial arts academy is also limited.

At this time, the main hall master looked at Xiao Yi and smiled with satisfaction, "You don't care?"

"What do you care about?" Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

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