I can use my body to practice

Chapter 22
Chu Yunfei was thrown into the water, extremely embarrassed, but fortunately, there was no such embarrassing thing as not being able to swim.

He slapped his hands on the water surface, and the water surface exploded into splashes, and his body soared into the sky with the help of the counterattack force of the water surface.

When the figure fell to the surface of the water, he took several steps on the water, and he had already returned to the gazebo.

Floating on the water with Xiaocheng's lightness kung fu is so terrifying.

Chu Yunfei fell behind the crowd, his clothes were wet and dripping water, but he didn't care, he just looked at Xu Lin with disbelief.

Everyone else looked back at him, then at Xu Lin, and glanced back and forth, the words 'South Yunfei, North Xu Lin' no longer existed.

Xu Lin's expression was a little soaring, as if the sea was wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky was high for birds to fly.

He glanced at Chu Yunfei, and continued to walk towards the Hall of True Inheritance contentedly.

This person who was once as famous as him will never be in his heart from now on.

Many teenagers and girls behind them stood there for a long time with dazed expressions, without saying a word.

Chu Yunfei's face turned green and white, and he felt very unwilling.

Obviously, they broke through to the late stage of Qiwu at the same time before, and were as famous as him, but now their identities are very different.

He knew in his heart that his bottleneck was still very stable, and it was not at all possible to break through to the real martial arts realm in a short period of time.

Is it wrong for him to make friends and gather his subordinates? He is not reconciled!
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Xu Lin no longer cared about the thoughts of those people, they were just passers-by at a certain stage.

He still practiced the strange "Fish and Dragon Variations" agility in his own way, turning a blind eye to the strange eyes of people passing by occasionally.

The Zhenchuan Hall is located on the main peak. It is a very majestic palace, majestic and magnificent.

Except for the lack of resplendent decorations, it is even worse than the imperial palace.

"Stop! What are you doing!"

As soon as Xu Lin arrived in front of the Zhenchuan Hall, he was shouted and asked, and two young men in black stood in front of the hall with swords.

This is the garrison disciple at the gate of the hall here, and only true disciples can take on tasks of this level.

Xu Lin slightly cupped his hands and said: "Two senior brothers, I'm Xu Lin. You came to the True Transmission Hall to go through the process of being promoted to a true disciple."

One of the older ones said in surprise: "Xu Lin... I've heard of your name, inner genius! You broke through to the real martial arts so quickly?"

Xu Lin said modestly: "It's a coincidence, it's just a fluke."

The younger one looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. At this time, he said: "I will report it to the elder."

With that said, he walked into the hall.

The older disciple took a deep look at Xu Lin, and said, "There is no such thing as a fluke, and I have heard of your hard work, and your hard work really pays off!"

Xu Lindao: "My talent is dull, and I can only work hard on weekdays."

The two exchanged some more polite words, then the young disciple came out and said, "Xu Lin, you can go in now. A few elders are waiting in the main hall to check your cultivation level, bone age and so on."

Xu Lin bowed his hand and thanked him. He knew these procedures, and he could only be promoted to a true disciple if he broke into the true martial arts state before the age of 20. Naturally, he has no problem.

He stepped in and walked in. There were carved beams and painted buildings everywhere, and the majestic scene made him calm down a bit, so he didn't practice "A Variety of Fish and Dragons".

In fact, he secretly sighed in his heart, if he can ignore other people's eyes at this time, then he is really a martial idiot.

With that kind of mind, why worry about not being able to make great achievements in magic.

It's a pity that he couldn't escape the vulgarity after all, he was a vulgar person after all, and when he knew too much, he lost that innocent heart.

When Xu Lin stepped into the door of the Zhenchuan Palace, he saw a white-haired and white-bearded man at first sight. He had seen this man before, and he was the elder Chuan Gong.

Beside him were two old men whom he had never seen before. One had a goatee under his chin, and the other had long snow-white eyebrows and a smile on his face.

Xu Lin cupped his hands respectfully and saluted: "Disciple Xu Lin, I have met the three elders!"

Elder Changmei smiled and said: "You don't need to be too polite! You are Xu Lin. I have heard of your name, 'Nan Yunfei, Bei Xulin'. It seems that you are better."

Xu Lin was a little flattered. He didn't expect such a big man to have heard of his name.

He said humbly: "The disciple is just a fluke, and he will work harder in the future!"

"Okay!" Elder Baimei chuckled, then looked at the goatee old man, "Old Lin, just look at the bone age of this child."

The old man with the goatee looked difficult to get along with, with a serious face, and did not speak at this time.

Just according to the words, he took a step forward, grabbed Xu Lin's wrist, and pinched several times on the shoulder, neck and leg.

Just then he said, "I am sixteen years old!"

Elder Baimei smiled when he heard the words, stretched out a palm, and said: "Come, let's try your true energy cultivation."

Xu Lin naturally wouldn't hide his clumsiness at such a time, the true energy in his body surged, and he hit Elder Baimei's palm with a single palm.

Naturally, he wouldn't worry about breaking the elder with a single palm. Sure enough, with that palm, the strength was as strong as a mud cow entering the sea, and it didn't cause any ripples.

Elder Baimei nodded in satisfaction: "The true energy is strong, it's actually the supreme sun magic skill, it's so rare!"

As soon as these words came out, the other two elders were a little surprised, no one could gather the Zhiyang Divine Art, they were a little surprised and then fell silent.

The Chuan Gong elder whom Xu Lin had met also spoke at this time, and said with a smile: "I paid attention to you when you started. You have a mature mind. I had expected that this day would come to you!"

"Thank you for your love, elder, I am ashamed." Xu Lin said.

The elder Chuan Gong said: "Okay! No more talking about the old days, let's practice a martial art and see how your state is."

Xu Lin nodded yes, his eyes swept across the weapon rack in the hall, and stopped on a silver spear.

This silver gun is also extremely extraordinary, it is made of Mithril, and it has reached the level of a famous weapon. The name of the silver gun 'Broken Moon' is engraved on the barrel.

Xu Lin held it in his hand without any blockage, very smooth.

He thought that later he could go to the military tomb to choose a famous weapon of his own, which made him feel uncomfortable.

The tip of the spear was like a white snake spitting out letters, thrusting out and retracting again and again, Xu Lin completely practiced the hundred birds facing the phoenix spear technique.

Until the end, it was the secret technique that was realized - a stunning shot!
The silver gun roared, and an inexplicable dao rhyme surrounded the gun body, as if there was only one gun left in this amazing time in the world!
After a while, Xu Lin retracted his gun and stood up, breathing steadily.

The elder Chuangong praised: "Good! You are really talented in spear technique. Later, you can go to the second floor of Zangshu Pavilion and choose another technique. Learn by analogy, and enter the second realm of martial arts - potential as soon as possible!"

Xu Lin nodded yes, and when it came to marksmanship talent, he smiled wryly in his heart, as his family knew his own affairs.

As for the selection of exercises, he has known for a long time that this is the benefit of true disciples, and he does not need to contribute himself.

Elder Baimei interjected: "You can go to the soldier's grave to choose weapons, the magic soldiers have spirits, you must take good care of them in the future!"

"Disciple knows! Weapons are like my second life! Best partner!"

Xu Lin hurriedly responded, and finally reached this link, he couldn't help being excited.

One must know that famous utensils are extremely rare, that is, in Hunyuanzong, a sect that is rare in the world.

If ordinary people in the world want to obtain famous utensils, it will be extremely difficult. There is a price but no market.

PS: This chapter is relatively watery, mainly to write that the protagonist is already very famous in the sect, and after that, he will no longer use the copy of the sect.

I don't plan to write plots that everyone loves to see, such as Zongmen Dabi.

In fact, it can be divided into volumes, but I don't like division of volumes, and I will gradually start the plot on the introduction.

(End of this chapter)