C39 (1/2)

After recovering from his shock, Qin Gong immediately closed his eyes again. When he did, the pavilion elder floated up the stairs like a ghost.

Once again, he came in front of Qin Gong and squatted down. His face revealed a kind expression, and used his hand to lightly pat Qin Gong's body.

”Kid, Kid? ”Wake up, wake up …”

”Huh?”

Qin Gong mumbled an agreement as he opened his slumbering eyes. Then, with a nervous face, he picked up the ancient book in his hands and pretended to read diligently.

”Enough, stop pretending. Do you really understand?” The pavilion elder's face revealed a mocking expression.

Qin Gong looked at the book in his hand, pretending to be embarrassed and lowered his head.

”Have you chosen your cultivation technique?” The old man asked.

”Not yet.” Qin Gong said.

”Then take your time to choose. Since you like this ancient book, take it with you when you leave. This way, you won't get in the way of others.” The pavilion elder stood up with a dejected expression. Suddenly, he lost all interest and turned to walk down the stairs.

This time, the pavilion master really left, and Qin Gong also immediately found another room to hide in. This was his second time entering closed door cultivation, and he did not want to miss such a precious cultivation ground.

Very quickly, three months had passed. When Qin Gong appeared in front of the pavilion elder with a dozen or so ancient books and battle skills, a look of hatred instantly appeared on the pavilion elder's face.

”What is it? You want to sell these things? ”According to the rules, you can only choose a single cultivation technique or battle skill. However, if you like it, you can have it. You won't be able to choose any good cultivation technique or battle skill anyway.”

After hearing the Pavilion Elder's words, Qin Gong became excited: ”Thank you, Senior! Thank you, Senior! When the time is up, that disciple will be leaving first.”

As Qin Gong said this, he directly put all of the manuals of ancient techniques and battle skills into the Space Ring.

When the Pavilion Elder opened the door to the Compendium Pavilion, the ones who welcomed him was not Xiaoni, Xia Qingtong, Shang Wuyang and Zhou Danai. Instead, it was the first seat of the Desolate Valley, Wuma Xiaofeng.

”Master!” After Wuma Xiaofeng saw the old man that was guarding the pavilion, he went forward to meet him in the middle of the week.

Wuma Xiaofeng looked lost, and Qin Gong also looked towards the Xingu Village from time to time. Although it had only been three months, he had missed Xiaoni and his three brothers too much.

He thought that Xiaoni and the others must have been waiting anxiously outside the Compendium Pavilion, but they did not appear.

”Stop looking, follow me first!”

After Wuma Xiaofeng finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Desolate Valley's arena beside the library. As for Qin Gong, he looked back three times, afraid that the person who came to pick him up wouldn't be able to see him.

The battle arena in the valley was empty. After the two entered the arena, Wu Ma stopped and said, ”Take out your sword and attack me with all your strength!”

”What?”

Qin Gong could not believe his own ears, and hesitated to ask.

”The two of us will have a fight. We haven't had an activity for a long time, so go all out!” Wuma spoke again.

”This … good!”

Qin Gong hesitated for a while, then raised his hand. The Edgeless Heavy Sword appeared in his hand, and in the next moment, a bright and resplendent star light shone from Qin Gong's body.

In an instant, the Edgeless Heavy Sword seemed to have been ignited as it released tens of thousands of luxurious streams of lights, and with an unfathomable speed, it pierced towards the Wuma Clan's back.

With a slight leap, the broadsword reached the center of the back of the Wuma Clan's seat.