The building has collapsed, but most of the classics are still intact.
Yang Xuan gently waved his sleeves. After a gust of wind, the broken bricks and tiles were scattered. Hundreds of Qi refining classics originally belonging to Yunlan sect flew out of the dust and fell in front of Yang Xuan.
"Cloud floating technique?" Yang Xuan picked up a thin book and read out the name on it.
After reading it a few times, he found that it was a lightness script during the Qi refining period. It could make people float in the air for a short time, which was of little use.
He threw away the secret script and picked up another one. He found that it recorded a spell called fire dragon.
Quickly, Yang Xuan''s eyebrows wrinkled slowly.
The fire dragon technique recorded in this secret script is very different from his self named fire dragon technique. Specifically, the fire dragon technique in this secret script is many times more complicated than his fire dragon technique. There are not only pithy formulas, but also corresponding gestures, or fingerprints, but also little power.
After throwing away the fire dragon technique, Yang Xuan flipped through other secrets. In the end, he found that most of them were Taoist secrets, mostly gold and fire.
Yang Xuan frowned because he found that each kind of Taoist secret art had its own formula and fingerprints. It was very cumbersome to use it. It was far less direct than his own Taoist art, and its power was greatly reduced, just like the gap between children and adults.
In the end, he found that in a black iron box, there was a book called Yunlan secret code.
It turns out that it''s the ancient books of Yun lanzong, who can practice all the way to the realm of Yuanying.
But
Yang Xuan''s eyes were full of doubts.
If you practice according to the method in this secret script, if you want to practice to Yuanying, I''m afraid even if it is a talent of heaven, it will take at least hundreds of years.
He thought that his cultivation method was a waste of time. Unexpectedly, the time consumed by yunlanzong''s secret code was no less than hundreds of times longer than him.
"Duan Qinghong, come here." Yang Xuan thought and waved to Duan Qinghong.
Duan Qinghong originally looked at yunlanzong''s disciples who fled in all directions. His mood was very complicated. He suddenly heard Yang Xuan''s voice, shivered and flew over.
"Senior!" his attitude was more respectful than before.
Joke, leader yunlanzong, what''s the cultivation? That''s Yuanying. He can''t even move in the hands of this demon. He''s just a small base builder. I''m afraid he can''t even beat someone else''s thumb. Dare you be respectful?
"Look at this." Yang Xuan threw the script to Duan Qinghong.
"Yun Lan''s secret code?" Duan Qinghong was stunned at first, and then the light in his eyes was so bright that he was in a hurry to breathe.
"Is this the alchemy of Yunlan sect?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Senior, Yunlan''s Secret Scripture is the secret of Yunlan sect. Only the leader can cultivate it. He can enter the country quickly. It has a name in Penglai. If this secret script is circulated, it will certainly set off a bloody storm." Duan Qinghong said with red eyes, and his face was full of expressions that he wanted to see but didn''t dare to see.
Yang Xuanwei said, "divine speed? Tell me its cultivation speed is called divine speed?"
Duan Qinghong showed confusion in his eyes and asked, "if there is no accident, he can cultivate to the realm of Yuanying within 500 years. Isn''t this speed called divine speed?"
Yang Xuan shook his head and didn''t want to say anything more.
If he told Duan Qinghong that it took only ten years to cultivate himself to turn God, I don''t know if Duan Qinghong would be scared to death.
After thinking about it, he asked, "how old is master Yunlan?"
Duan Qinghong looked thoughtful and said after a long time: "I don''t know, but I''m at least three or four hundred years old."
Yang Xuan looked at him and asked, "how old are you?"
Duan Qinghong blushed and said, "I''m still very young. I''m only in my sixties."
Yang Xuan didn''t know what to say. He could only sigh: "it''s good to be able to cultivate and build a foundation in his sixties."
Duan Qinghong''s face brightened when he heard the speech. It''s really rare for a casual monk to be able to build a foundation at the age of 60.
Waving slightly, Yunlan Zong''s Secret scripts were all included in the storage ring by him. Even the Yunlan secret code in Duan Qinghong''s hand was taken back.
Seeing that the script was taken away, Duan Qinghong''s face was full of reluctance.
Yang Xuan said faintly, "as long as you can''t afford other thoughts, after you go to the Seven Star Taoist gate, this Yunlan secret book can let you copy one."
"Really?" Duan Qinghong was stunned and then overjoyed.
Yang Xuan rose from his sleeves and rushed straight into the sky. A faint word fell down.
"Every word I say in vain is truth."
……
Jingling!
The doorbell of the villa was rang, and then the blonde twisted his waist and came in with a cup of coffee.
"Mr. Yang, would you like some coffee?"
Yang Xuan did not look at her. His eyes fell on a basin of Clivia on the windowsill, green leaves and two flowers.
The artificial light source outside the window drops milk like light on the green leaves scattered like a fan. In the middle of the green leaves, two flowers bloom respectively, but the color is one white and one red.
"How can a pot of plants bloom in two colors?" Yang Xuan suddenly asked.
"Maybe it''s mutated or grafted." the deformation answered casually and put the coffee cup in his hand in front of Yang Xuan: "Mr. Yang, this is Cat Shit coffee. It''s very expensive. Try it."
"I don''t drink coffee." Yang Xuan took back his eyes and smiled.
He turned around and poured a glass of water for Yang Xuan. Then he said, "does Mr. Yang have a girlfriend?"
"Yes!" Yang Xuan said without hesitation and drank a mouthful of water.
The water is a little sweet. It may be underground natural water.
"That''s a pity." the deformed and charming face was full of pity color. His face was slightly red and exhaled like LAN: "a man like Mr. Yang is the male god in the hearts of many of our girls."
Yang Xuan didn''t even look at her. He just looked at the cup in his hand and said with a smile, "is there something in the water?"
Deformed a little, blushed and said, "added a little sugar, but not much."
"Don''t add water next time." Yang Xuan put down his glass: "besides, I like Oriental beauty."
The transformation was stunned, and then the whole person began to change like flowing water. Between several breaths, it had become another look.
The black hair flows down like a waterfall, and the beautiful face is full of the feminine beauty of the oriental classical beauty.
"Is that so?" asked the deformed man with a beautiful smile.
Yang Xuan sighed, no longer looked at her, but said, "tell me straight, what''s the matter?"
Deformed hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Mr. Yang is a super S-level master?"
"I don''t know your level, but if your boss war owl is s level, I must be better than him."
Transfiguration''s eyes showed surprise and nodded: "boss Zhan Xiao is really an S-level master. If you can easily defeat him, it must be super S-level."
Yang Xuan shrugged noncommittally: "you''d better say it straight. What''s the matter?"
Deformation hesitated again, and suddenly stood up. After a sudden change in body shape, a woman''s face was firm, not very beautiful, but not rigid and beautiful. Even her clothes began to change and become a military uniform.
I looked at her epaulet: major.
Pop!
Deformed and stood at attention, he saluted Yang Xuan.
"Mr. Yang, we have met a strong enemy and want to ask Mr. Yang to do it."