Chaos God's Nest

A month passed by like a fleeting moment, and in the blink of an eye it was approaching the day when the young man from the Xuanbing Tribe came to propose marriage.

During this period, Yan Keke and Qing'er came to visit Yan Xiaohuang more than once. Not only did they bring many rare foods and treasures, but they also brought many pills that could improve his power.

It's just that Yan Keke is no longer as lively and agile as when they first met. Although she tried her best to hide it, Yan Xiaohuang could still see the sadness in her heart.

Yan Xiaohuang knew this very well. As the daughter of a clan leader, but unable to decide her future destiny, few people could understand the desolation and misery.

In response, he couldn't help but secretly vowed to do everything he could to prevent this tragedy from happening.

Therefore, in the past month, Yan Xiaohuang did not dare to rest at all. He had already compressed his time to the extreme.

He went to the Holy Academy to study during the day, and worked hard to improve his cultivation at night.

That ancient boy was only at the fifth level of the True Martial Realm. As long as he was successfully promoted to the fifth level of the True Martial Realm on the day of his marriage proposal, he would have a chance to challenge and defeat him.

At that time, what qualifications does a young man who cannot defeat even a small guard have to propose marriage to a young lady?

This was the turning point that Qing'er told Yan Xiaohuang that day.

Opportunities are fleeting and he must seize them without failing.

Once it fails, it means the beginning of Yan Keke's tragic fate.

At the same time, because of the mysterious drop of golden blood essence and the existence of "The True Interpretation of Taichu", his progress can be described as rapid, and within a month he has reached the fourth most important level of perfection in the True Martial Realm.

Even Elder Yantie praised him highly. On the one hand, he praised his cultivation talent, and on the other hand, he praised his progress and studiousness.

In the school, Elder Yan Tie sat on a high seat and looked at Yan Xiaohuang with a smile on his face.

"Xiaohuang, I have seen your hard work over the past month. I specially applied to the clan leader to get you an opportunity to go to the Holy Clan Scripture Pavilion. You must cherish it! Don't waste it!"

"Sutra Pavilion?" Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but show excitement on his face, "So? Can I also go to the Sutra Pavilion to choose combat skills?"

"That's right!" Elder Yan Tie replied with a smile and a nod.

Seeing Elder Yantie's confirmation, Yan Xiaohuang immediately stood up excitedly: "Great! Thank you Elder Yantie for your blessing!"

As early as half a month ago, after learning about the existence of the Scripture Depository Pavilion, Yan Xiaohuang was extremely excited.

Although he had the mysterious essence and blood and "The True Interpretation of Taichu" with him, he never practiced any spiritual skills.

The opportunity was right in front of him, and he had to seize it firmly and choose a good combat skill.

Of course, this is also preparation for challenging the ancient boy in a few days.

"Hahaha, you don't need to thank me, this is all the result of your own efforts!" Elder Yan Tie replied with a smile.

After saying that, Elder Yan Tie took out a piece of red bamboo from his arms and handed it to Yan Xiaohuang.

"With this piece of bamboo, you can enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and choose a skill or combat technique. Remember! You only have one hour and can only move on the first and second floors. Do not go to the third floor. There are restrictions there. , once those with low strength enter it, their lives will be in danger!"

"I see!"

Taking the bamboo piece, Yan Xiaohuang nodded and replied.

Regardless of whether it is an ancient clan or a sect, the Sutra Pavilion is undoubtedly its most sacred place.

After all, every skill or combat skill in the Sutra Pavilion has its own foundation.

The Scripture-Depository Pavilion of the Lieyang Saint Clan is a simple pagoda about nine feet high.

Yan Xiaohuang arrived here for the first time, and when he saw the majestic Sutra-Tibetan Pavilion, he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing in his heart.

"who?"

Seeing Yan Xiaohuang's arrival, the two saint disciples waiting in front of the Scripture Depository Pavilion immediately stepped forward to stop him.

In response, Yan Xiaohuang smiled slightly and handed the red bamboo pieces in his hands to the two guards.

"The patriarch's permission?"

Seeing the red bamboo pieces, the two guards were immediately frightened, and then they said respectfully: "Please come in!"

"Thank you!"

After getting the promise from the guard, Yan Xiaohuang quickly walked into the Scripture Depository Pavilion.

Rows of quaint bookshelves lay in front of Yan Xiaohuang, with hundreds of unnamed exercises placed on them.

Regarding this, Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but show a look of joy on his face.

He decided to search all over the place, starting from the first row and column of bookshelves to find the combat skills that suited him.

"Great Wild Halberd Technique? Hmm~~The name looks very powerful, but at first glance it looks like a flashy combat technique! Don't!"

"Kasaya Demon Subduing Technique? This should be a Buddhist combat skill, right? No, no, no!"

For a moment, Yan Xiaohuang was like an old lady at the vegetable market, picking and choosing among the many martial arts and combat techniques, but he could not find the one he liked for a long time.

In less than half an hour, he had picked through all the martial arts and combat skills on the first floor.

Touching his chin, Yan Xiaohuang pursed his lips, obviously not satisfied.

Go take a look at the second floor. After saying that, he quickly climbed up to the second floor.

Similar to the first floor, the exercises and combat skills on the second floor are also placed on rows of bookshelves, but the number is slightly less than on the first floor.

"Burn the sky and all the phenomena? This is not bad! Make a mark!"

"Nine Swords of Shura? What about swordsmanship? But I don't seem to be interested in swordsmanship. Alas! What a pity!"

Just like on the first floor, Yan Xiaohuang was still picking and choosing, but he still couldn't find the technique he wanted.

In fact, it's not that he is too picky, it's just that what he practices is "The True Explanation of Taichu", and ordinary exercises and combat skills cannot be integrated with it.

According to what is said in "The True Interpretation of Taichu", truly excellent combat skills and techniques often do not pursue any fancy moves.

The simpler and more primitive a combat technique is, the more true it is.

Many people take the wrong path when they first start practicing and selecting exercises and combat skills.

Just when Yan Xiaohuang was searching here and there but still couldn't find the martial arts and techniques he liked, a call that seemed to come from ancient times sounded in his ears.

"Come here! Come here!"

The voice was extremely ethereal, and at first glance it sounded like a ghost.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang immediately shivered.

"Who?"

He looked around nervously, but there was no sign of anyone else.

But the sound got stronger.

"Come on! Come on, kid! I have all the techniques you want here!"

Turning his head to look, Yan Xiaohuang suddenly discovered that the sound came from above the third floor.

"Elder Yantie warned me not to enter the third floor, otherwise my life will be in danger! But how could this sound happen?"

Yan Xiaohuang said self-consciously, raising his eyes to look at the third floor.

Seeing that Yan Xiaohuang was unmoved, his voice seemed a little anxious.

"Come on, kid! Why are you hesitating? Come up! Come on!"

The voice seemed to have a demonic quality, and kept ringing in Yan Xiaohuang's ears. Gradually, Yan Xiaohuang's eyes began to become hollow, and his body began to slowly walk towards the third floor.

"Hahaha, yes! That's it, hurry up! Come on!"

Following the sound, Yan Xiaohuang came all the way to the third floor.

Completely different from the furnishings on the first and second floors, the third floor of the huge Sutra Pavilion was extremely empty.

There was only one yellowed secret book on the entire bookshelf.

The secret book was covered with a thick layer of dust, and it was obvious that no one had touched it for a long time.

By some strange coincidence, Yan Xiaohuang subconsciously picked up the secret book.

"Hahaha! It's been thousands of years! Finally someone can resist this damn restriction and come in! Great! Great! Hahaha!"

At this moment, an evil laughter suddenly came from above the secret book.

The next moment, a red light flashed. An old man in red with gray hair suddenly appeared in Yan Xiaohuang's consciousness.

"who are you?"

Seeing the old man in red suddenly appearing in his mind, Yan Xiaohuang secretly thought something was wrong and immediately asked.

"Hehe! I am the ancestor of Huoyun, the peerless existence who was famous in the ancient world three thousand years ago! Boy! I advise you not to resist, just let me take over your body, don't worry! After you die, all your long-cherished wishes will be with you, I I will make it happen for you one by one! Hahaha!"

With a loud laugh, the old man immediately turned into a ray of red light and invaded Yan Xiaohuang's consciousness.

"You want to seize my body? Don't even think about it!"

The other party wanted to take away his body, how could Yan Xiaohuang let him? He immediately began to resist fiercely.

The concentration technique in "The True Interpretation of Taichu" has been activated by him.

But despite this, Yan Xiaohuang gradually fell into a disadvantage in the face of the old man's crazy attack.

At the same time, after discovering that the technique practiced by Yan Xiaohuang was the legendary "The True Solution to the Beginning", the smile on the old man's face immediately became even brighter.

"The True Interpretation of Taichu! It turns out to be the True Interpretation of Taichu! This kid is practicing the True Interpretation of Taichu! It is actually one of the three original immortal scriptures in ancient times. This... This is simply God helping me! With the True Interpretation of Taichu, I am adding According to my fighting heart sutra, by then, who else in this ancient world star can be my opponent? Hahaha!"

As he said that, the old man immediately laughed excitedly.

Who would have thought that at this moment, there would suddenly be strange fluctuations in Yan Xiaohuang's dantian.

In response, the old man's smile stopped abruptly. Feeling the terrifying fluctuations, a look of horror gradually appeared on his face.

"This is? The breath of the Supreme True Blood! How...how is it possible! How could there be Supreme True Blood in his body! No!"

Having said that, the old man immediately wanted to evacuate, but it was obviously too late.

Golden blood drops have already appeared in Yan Xiaohuang's consciousness, shrouding the old man's residual consciousness with supreme pressure.

The next moment, it began to crazily devour the old man's remaining consciousness.

Feeling that his remaining consciousness was disappearing rapidly, the old man immediately cried out in pain and begged for mercy: "Supreme...Supreme Lord! Have mercy on me! I...I don't dare to do it anymore!"

But no matter how he begged for mercy, the golden blood drop never made any response.

"No! I am not willing to do so! No!"

Along with the old man's miserable roar, his remaining thoughts were completely swallowed up by the golden blood drops.

Then he saw the golden blood droplets trembling all over his body, immediately releasing waves of waves that surged towards Yan Xiaohuang's limbs and bones.

It was at this moment that the aura of the fifth level of the True Martial Realm was released from Yan Xiaohuang's body.