Fantasy: Ten Thousand Times Stronger, I Have Thousands Of Magic Skills

Qin Yu went back and forth, and in the time of an incense stick, the merit card returned to the hands of the boy in the Wanjing Fairyland.

The boy was shocked and couldn't close his mouth.

"It takes others more than ten days to complete this. How did you do it, brother?"

"Uh... there was a group of fish fryers, and the fish were all floating up. I just moved my fingers and completed it."

"Brother, you are lucky."

"Hahaha."

"Brother, the merit card has been engraved with one star. You can choose the practice method on the first layer of Grotto-Heaven."

Qin Yu took the merit card.

The immortal tripod did not stop Qin Yu this time, and flew up directly, revealing the entrance to the First Layer Grotto-Heaven.

Qin Yu walked in.

I saw many disciples in the first layer of Grotto-Heaven choosing their favorite practices.

Qin Yu strolled among the books before he made a choice.

Suddenly, several elders carried a young man out in a hurry.

"You shamelessly attacked me while I was in a state of meditation. You have no moral principles!"

"Come down and fight me head-on if you dare!"

Qin Yu heard this and asked, "Is fighting allowed in this place where secret manuals are stored?"

Everyone looked at him sideways.

"New here, right? You definitely don't allow fellow disciples to fight here."

"He wasn't beaten by anyone, he was beaten by a book spirit."

Qin Yu was stunned: "Can a book become a spirit?"

"Hey! The tenth layer of heaven here is the layer where the Creation Immortal Scripture is placed."

"Because no one has entered for millions of years, it became a spirit out of boredom."

"It's not enough to become a spirit, it also went to the ninth layer of heaven and enlightened the ten great magic arts."

"They all rebelled."

"Hey! Their fighting power is so fierce."

"The headmaster and the supreme elders will have a big fight with them. If they lose, they will shout that they will perish together with their enemies."

"The headmaster will have no choice but to give them a way out. As long as they don't leave the Ten Thousand Scriptures Fairyland and don't make too much trouble, they will be left alone."

"These book spirits shuttle between the various layers of Grotto-Heaven when they have nothing to do. They will hit those they don't like."

"I heard from my senior brother that the sixth and seventh layers Grotto-Heaven, a group of book spirits shouting about the value of books all day long, making people upset. "

"..."

Qin Yu looked at the several layers of heaven above, and couldn't help but become more interested in the Creation Immortal Scripture and the Ten Great Divine Arts.

It is already an extraordinary method to turn living beings into spirits.

It takes a lot of methods to turn inanimate objects like books into spirits.

The Great Saint Sun was the foundation of the Heaven-Repairing Stone, and it was born with the essence of heaven and earth for billions of years.

This Creation Immortal Scripture is simply extraordinary, there is no reason not to get it.

The ninth and tenth layers of Grotto-Heaven, I, Qin Yu, have decided to climb.

Just when Qin Yu was thinking about it.

A crack suddenly appeared above the first Secret Realm Grotto-Heaven.

A book flew down.

He slapped the injured disciple on the stretcher in the face!

"You asked me to come down for a face-to-face duel, and I'm coming down now."

The disciple was slapped directly by this big mouth and fainted completely.

The book spirit was very proud.

The pages of the book kept turning and emitting golden light, as if showing off its might.

"Brother, look, the book is emitting golden light! This secret book is at least from the seventh or eighth level of Grotto-Heaven."

"Ah! Doesn't that mean that at least a direct disciple can subdue it?"

"Even a direct disciple may not be able to defeat it."

"Speak in a low voice, and don't look down at it. Wait for this ancestor to leave by himself."

"Yes, the Great Master of Mingren Peak has closed his eyes and pretended to be dead. It's not shameful for us to do this."

The book spirit became even more arrogant when seeing everyone so afraid.

It began to fly around an inch above everyone's head.

It would slap anyone it disliked.

"Hahaha, there's not even one person who can fight me."

"You are not my opponents, not even if you put them together."

"If you don't want to be beaten, hand over your merit cards and you can get out of here."

Hearing this, a square-faced disciple raised his head and said angrily: "You book spirit, we have given you enough face, but you are still making trouble like this. Without the merit cards, how can we enter this Wanjing Wonderland?"

The book spirit flipped the pages of the book, and a golden light shot out, shooting the square-faced disciple dozens of feet away.

"How to enter? What I want is that you never enter and never disturb us."

"If you don't want to be beaten half to death like that square-faced guy, hand over all your merit cards and get out of Secret Realm." Qin Yu shook his head. This book spirit was really a bit of a villain, which made him feel noisy. With such little ability, he jumped up and down and made a lot of noise, as if he was really invincible. The book spirit asked for merit cards from the disciples one by one. Any disciples who were unwilling to hand them in were blown away by a golden light. The pages of the book flipped, and everyone was so scared that they dared not breathe. Many disciples began to hand in their merit cards under the pressure of the tyranny. "The sect will come out to deal with it later. We heroes don't want to suffer a loss in front of us." "Yes, let him be arrogant for a while." The book spirit was complacent. "Don't underestimate the Human Race monks, I think they are just a bunch of chickens and pottery dogs." After saying this, the book spirit became more unscrupulous and slapped anyone who was unhappy with him. He collected all the cards along the way and finally ran towards Qin Yu. Qin Yu crossed his arms and watched the book spirit flying over.

"Brother, give it to me!"

Qin Yu sneered: "Without the merit card, my wish to learn the Ten Great Divine Arts and the Creation Immortal Scripture will be ruined. You want to destroy what I want to do, which makes me very unhappy."

The book spirit flew in front of Qin Yu with a whoosh.

"I just want to make you, a little monk, unhappy, what can you do to me? Who told me that I am the strongest here."

Qin Yu sneered: "Are you the strongest here?"

The book spirit was condensed with golden light. Qin Yu's questioning made it very angry. He was ready to shut Qin Yu up.

"Not good, this book spirit seems to have murderous intentions."

"My junior brother, hurry up, this book spirit can do anything."

"Gold Core monks are not enough for it to fight, junior brother, run away."

"This book spirit is really too much. It wants to ruin our future and now wants to kill people."

The book spirit laughed: "I am the strongest here, I can do whatever I want!"

After that, the whole body was shining with light, and Qin Yu was killed.

"Once my Divine Ability is used, it will sweep away thousands of troops. Boy, I'll open your eyes today."

The golden light swept over.

Qin Yu sneered and raised one hand, slapping him.

Pah!

The golden light dissipated, and the voice of the book spirit also stopped abruptly.

Its cultivation was shattered by Qin Yu's slap.

It was embedded in the floor.

Qin Yu took out the book and took a look.

"The Thousand Mile Divine Eyes" is a secret book of pupil skills."

"Not bad, a slap got a secret book of the eighth level Grotto-Heaven."

Everyone took a breath of cold air when they heard it.

"What do you mean not bad? This is the Thousand Mile Divine Eyes of the eighth level Grotto-Heaven."

"Eighth level Grotto-Heaven! Isn't it the secret book second only to the ten great divine arts!"

"Junior brother, you are lucky."

"Awesome, I admire you."

In the eyes of envy and admiration of everyone, Qin Yu held the book in one hand.

He swept the dust off his body.

He walked out of the first floor of the Ten Thousand Scriptures Fairyland with his hands behind his back.

As soon as he left the Secret Realm.

Qin Yu took out his merit card and walked towards the little Taoist boy with a smile, wanting to take the task of the second floor Grotto-Heaven.

This took only a quarter of an hour.

"Brother Qin Yu, you are really decisive in doing things."

"Thank you, I will take the two-star task now."

The Taoist boy cast a spell, and Qin Yu's merit card flew into the cauldron again.

When it returned to Qin Yu's hand a while later, he already had a new sect task.

"Second floor heaven task, take 10,000 pounds of black crystal!"

The Taoist boy was surprised after taking a look.

"Brother Qin Yu, this black crystal is a specialty of the Secret Realm of Xiaomotian."

"But the Secret Realm of Xiaomotian opens once every hundred years, so it's still more than ten years away."

"Oh?"

"But don't worry, brother. The Tripod of Merit has never made a mistake. Since this task is imprinted, it proves that Xiaomotian will be opened in advance. It seems that there is a big move in the sect."

Qin Yu thanked the enthusiastic little Taoist boy, turned into a sword light, and flew straight to the Secret Realm of Wuxing Peak.