The beginning of 20 conflicts

Wang Fan understood the role of Linggen and followed everyone to the outer library. On the contrary, his heart became heavier and heavier. He didn't know whether it was good. He could only choose one of the five attributes, which made him feel embarrassed.

Because the single-attribute disciples have been picked to the inner door, the outer disciples are almost all double-attribute spiritual roots. Not only him, but also others are in a dilemma. At this time, someone whispered to Li Shunzi, "Xianchang, can you choose the skill in a few days? I haven't figured out what kind of spiritual root to feel."

Li Shunzi is also kind: "Yes, as long as you complete the task in the future, you can come to the library to read the skills at will, but life is limited. Remember to choose only one attribute as the main practice attribute, and the other attribute can be used as an auxiliary attribute in the future. Of course, these things are not my responsibility. The predecessors of building the foundation will come specially in a few days. I taught you."

As they spoke, they came to a huge palace. There was a huge stone standing next to the hall, with the three big words "Book Collection", but the door of the hall was shrouded in a white fog. Wang Fan's eyes were always good, but he could not see the situation inside through the white fog.

"Take out the name plate and grasp it in the palm of your hand, and you can smoothly pass through the white fog and walk into the library." Li Shunzi was satisfied with the surprised expression of the crowd, as if it was not enough to show the wonder of the fairy.

The name plate is an important basis for the identification of disciples of the sect. It is made of a mixture of several wonderful materials. It is extremely hard. The name and position are written on the front, and there is a big word "Ling" on the back. As soon as Wang Fan and others are selected, they have one hand and drip blood according to the instructions.

Looking at the front one by one, Wang Fan was a little worried, but he might as well be patted by Li Shunzi and said, "Brother Wang, don't worry. Although you have all kinds of spirits, since Jiang's stewart specially ordered you to stay, there must be some arrangements. Let's go in quickly."

Li Shunzi and Zhu Gui have carefully discussed the matter of Wang Fan. They both think that he must have something to do with a big man of the sect, but the biggest possibility is that he does not know his true identity, so they concluded that under the premise of pretending not to know the truth, they will do everything possible to help Wang Fan to leave a good impression on this big man. .

Although Wang Fan did not know the truth of the matter, he was smart and clear. He also heard some clues from other people's whispers, and then thought about it. This matter was good or bad for him, and then he ignored it. The more indifferent and ignorant he was, the more suspicious Li Shunzi and Zhu Gui were.

Wang Fan smiled gratefully at Li Shunzi: "Thank you for your guidance. I understand."

Li Shunzi talked with his peers, but he did not dare to be arrogant and still called him a "fairy master".

Li Shunzi smiled and was calm, but his heart was hot. He couldn't wait for the "big man" in the pavilion to stand in front of him: "Look, how good I am to your son. You have to give me at least a few bottles of top-grade detergent."

When Wang Fan walked into the library, he saw a whole row of tables and chairs in the hall. On one side of the hall was a bookshelf, which was full of all kinds of books, which were spotless, but from the wear and tear of the pages, it was still clear which skills were the most popular.

"There are all kinds of skills on the bookshelf. Of course, there are also some books that introduce the basic knowledge of cultivation. I will emphasize again that the skills and books can only be copied and taken out. You are not allowed to carry the original book pavilion. There are special marks on each book. Anyone with a book can't go out of the fog outside the hall. Can you wait for it clearly?" Li Shunzi said harshly.

"I will abide by the decree of the immortal master!" The disciples realized the seriousness of the problem and bowed and replied solemnly.

"Okay, read it freely." Li Shunzi said with satisfaction, "In a few days, the seniors of foundation will come to teach. You'd better know more before."

Looking at the chaos of people looking everywhere, he came to Wang Fan: "Brother Wang, you are a perfect body, and it is very difficult to practice, but the more so, the more you have to find good skills. Come with me." With that, he walked to the bookshelf.

"This is "Dead Wood in Spring", the yellow-level middle-grade wood skills, which is one of the high-level skills in our outer library. In addition, there are also "Burning Gods", "Tu Yuan Jue", "Hun Yuan Jin", "Ripple skills", which are fire, earth, gold and water skills, which are also yellow-level middle products. I suggest you can Choose one of them."

Wang Fan looked at the five skills in front of him in a daze. His feelings were mixed. Cui Ren regarded as a treasure's fairyland secrets, and he put out five secrets here at once: "The door school is really profound. No wonder the master is angry."

Li Shunzi didn't know what he really thought. He thought he had been suppressed. He smiled secretly and felt that he had done this, which was already benevolent and righteous, and then left quietly.

Wang Fan was excited for a long time before he sat down with the book and read it carefully.

"Take so much? Anyway, you can't read it, just lend me two copies!" Bai Shan had long noticed that Li Shunzi and Wang Fan whispered. He was careful to interrupt, and he was afraid that Li Shunzi would be blamed. He had to wait patiently for him to leave before he stepped forward boldly.

Wang Fan devoted himself to the matter of cultivation. He didn't think about competing for the "leadership" position at all. He even had the intention of getting along well with others, so he said, "Okay, let's watch it together." With that, he picked up "Dead Wood in Spring" first.

He has studied this secret book for more than half a year, and finally has some clues. If someone can guide him and feel Mu Linggen and Mu Reiki, it is estimated that he can practice directly.

"I want to read this book, too." Bai Shanya grabbed "Withered Wood in Spring" rudely, which was obviously looking for fault.

Wang Fan was stunned and didn't understand when he offended people, but swallowing his anger was by no means his style. Then he turned his hand and held Baishan's wrist: "Really, do you also want to see it?" With that, his face sank, and the strength of his hands soared.

In terms of strength, he is comparable to the four- and five-level monks who practice Qi. How can Baishan resist it?

"Ouch" Bai Shan screamed, "Bastard, how dare you hit me?" Then he shouted, "I hit people, I hit people, I hit people with all five elements of waste."

Those who can send their children to participate in the selection of disciples in Lingxiao Pavilion basically have a head and face in the secular world, so the vast majority of the disciples can read and break words. They are reading the secret books without any noise. At this time, there is a sudden shout, which naturally attracts everyone's attention.

"Wang Fan, how dare you hit people?"

The name of the speaker is Zhao Yi. He came with Baishan. He got a lot of benefits from Baishan on the way. Of course, he helped him speak.

"Lingxiao Pavilion has rules. You can only learn from each other in the martial arts field. How dare you beat people in the library pavilion? Do you still have the rules of Lingxiao Pavilion in your eyes?

"Rules?" Yuan Hongzao regarded himself and Wang Fan as one: "Wang Fan is Li Xianshi's assistant. The fairy master said that you should respect Wang Fan as much as you respect him. Your ears eat shit!"

Wang Fan saw that Bai Shan and Zhao Yi discussed to blackmail him, but after thinking about it, he really didn't know what he had offended them, but if others made a move, he would continue. Otherwise, he would be too unmanly. He put on a stinky face and snorted coldly, "Baishan, Zhao Yi, what do you two mean? Are you dissatisfied with the task just assigned? It seems that it is necessary for me to suggest the fairy master to aggravate it.

As Li Shunzi's helper, he absolutely has the right to do this, and he can do it nine times out of ten.

The task is heavy, which not only works hard, but also means less practice time, which no one wants.

After Baishan knew the beauty of Linggen, he just thought that he was better than Wang Fan. For a moment, he was proud to forget that Wang Fan was now the "head boss". His face couldn't help blushing and white, and finally turned into iron cyan. He hummed coldly and let go of "Dead Wood in Spring".