The Incomparably Tragic Long Fei
The buildings of the Dark Sect were filled with all sorts of ancient books, weapons, and the like.
Long Fei had only entered the Martial Depository before.
However …
Before he could flip through any of the ancient books, he was stopped by the white-haired old man. After that, he did not care about the Martial Depository anymore.
In short.
He didn't really believe what the white-haired old man said.
Seeing Long Fei's serious expression, Jojo also replied very seriously: "After that, I went to the Martial Depository and casually cultivated a cultivation technique. I didn't expect it to have such great power."
"Young Master, which sect did the treasures in the Sumeru Ring belong to?" It's really too strong. In my phoenix imprint's memory, there isn't a sect with such a powerful cultivation technique even in the 100,000 planes. I've looked carefully, but I've never heard of any of the cultivation techniques in the Martial Depository Pavilion. It's like something from another world. "
Phoenix mark.
The Phoenix Empress had a mark that recorded countless things. The prosperity and decline of the hundred thousand planes, the strength of the sect, the secret techniques, and the experts.
It could be said.
Jojo was the encyclopedia of the hundred thousand planes.
If she didn't know, then it could only mean one thing. The white-haired old man was right.
They were from the Nether Clan.
The Nether Clan that was chased out of the Great World by the Tian Clan!
Long Fei was secretly excited, and said in ecstasy: "I'm rich, I'm really rich this time, hahaha …"
While they were talking …
Long Fei kissed Jojo's forehead heavily.
Jojo's face was flushed red, she lowered her head slightly, her face was so red that it looked like water was dripping out. She did not dare to look up at Long Fei, and even more so, forgot the answer she wanted to know.
Following that.
Long Fei moved and entered the Sumeru Ring.
"Martial Depository!"
"I'm here!"
Long Fei's idea entered the Martial Depository and immediately took out an ancient book from the bookshelf, "Heaven Desolate Underworld Palm?"
"Not a bad name!"
"It's you!"
Long Fei's idea moved, "Cultivate!"
"Ding!"
"My level is not high enough to cultivate!"
Long Fei: …
They were dumbfounded.
From the time he transmigrated until now, from the Sky Martial Continent to the Dark Polar World, Long Fei had never encountered a situation where his level was not high enough to train.
Long Fei was stunned for a few seconds before he said, "System, are you messing with me?"
"If Qiao Qiao can cultivate, why can't I?"
"Are you discriminating against me for being handsome?"
If the ancient books in the Martial Repository were really treasures left behind by the Nether Race, then needless to say, he had struck it rich. Even in the Primordial World, it would be an extremely awesome existence.
If he was already so powerful in the Grandmist World, what would he be like in the hundred thousand planes?
In the end, he still wanted a little cow to stand upside down and be awesome!
After trying a few times, the system gave him the same answer: "Level is not high enough, unable to cultivate."
"Alright!"
"You're the boss. You're awesome. I'll switch to another book, okay?"
"Ding!"
"My level isn't high enough, I can't cultivate it!"
"I'll change again!"
"Ding!"
"My level isn't high enough, I can't cultivate it!"
"Ding!"
"My level isn't high enough, I can't cultivate it!"
…
It kept ringing.
Hearing this, Long Fei was agitated. If the system was a person, he would definitely pull it out and give it a good beating.
He flipped through the entire first floor of the Martial Repository, but there was not a single ancient book that could be cultivated. Long Fei came to the second floor, and this floor was even more straightforward.
The system didn't even have a beep.
He directly looked down on Long Fei!
Long Fei was like a frosted eggplant, his face was stupefied, his eyes were stupefied, and he sat on the ground powerlessly, "Why, why …"
"Why?"
Long Fei did not give up.
Walking out of the Martial Repository, he came to the Weapon Repository.
"Ding!"
"Level is not high enough, unable to use!"
"Ding!"
"Level is not high enough, unable to use!"
… ….
Just like the Martial Repository, they were all unusable. Furthermore, most of them were things that Long Fei couldn't even pick up, let alone the system's description of these weapons.
Long Fei continuously ran through all the buildings.
Other than some 'expired' pills that the Hidden Pill Pavilion could take out, there was nothing else.
Actually.
Long Fei didn't know that these pills were actually 'not high enough' for Long Fei, so he couldn't use them. Therefore, the pills he ate could only recover a little bit of his God Power Value.
If the medicinal power of these pills were to be completely unleashed.
Any one of them could directly blow up Long Fei's body.
Because …
His body couldn't take it at all!
Long Fei's entire body was powerless, and he was incomparably depressed, "The most tragic thing in the world isn't that there's no toilet paper, nor is it that there's no seasoning pack when eating instant noodles, nor is it that the goddess you like is actually a boy. It's that all the treasures are placed in front of you, but you can't use them."
"Is there anything more tragic than this?"
"Oh my god!"
"You might as well kill me with a lightning strike."
Long Fei wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
"No way!"
"Jojo's level isn't higher than mine, I want to know why." Long Fei moved and immediately asked: "Jojo, how did you cultivate just now?"
Jojo was startled, her face was still red as she said: "That's how I cultivated."
Long Fei said: "Why can't I cultivate a single one?"
Jojo muttered: "That's how I comprehended and cultivated, it's just that the cultivation technique in that ancient book is too profound, I've only comprehended one move until now."
"Comprehension?"
"F * ck!"
"I got it." Long Fei once again entered the Sumeru Ring, picked up an ancient book, and said: "I can comprehend it too, my talent is not low."
However …
When he picked up an ancient book, the system sounded out, "Your level is not high enough, you are unable to cultivate!"
No matter how hard he tried, it was the same.
"Is it wrong to have a system?"
"Is the system wrong too?"
"Huh?"
"Is there still justice, is there still law? I, the owner of the system, can deprive me of the right to comprehend? "Long Fei had completely given up.
He was the owner of the system.
No matter what he did or what he cultivated, he would basically have to go through the system.
The system would decide on its own.
Therefore.
He couldn't cultivate, he couldn't cultivate a single one, and he couldn't take out a single weapon.
What was a tragedy?
This was it!
These were all treasures left behind by the Nether Race. Any one of them was worth ten thousand cities, but he was unable to cultivate them.
Long Fei really wanted to burn this place down.
However!
A thought flashed through Long Fei's mind, and he thought to himself: "I can't cultivate, but … I still have a clone. He can cultivate, but he doesn't have the system."
Speaking of this clone.
Long Fei's idea moved slightly as he sensed it.
The clone of the God-Demon Body was already preparing to transcend the tribulation!
If everything here was given to Long Fei's clone to cultivate, the Heavenly Stele Stone, the Heavenly Bone Taboo, as well as Long Fei's own immense strength would give birth to a person with unrivalled talent and potential.
His existence.
Forget about the Lord Gods, even the people of the Primordial World did not know about it.
He would also become Long Fei's strongest killing move, but that was for the future.
… ….
"Young Master, Young Master."
"The altar is moving."
"A big monster is about to appear." Jojo's expression tensed up as she became cautious.
Long Fei suppressed the anger in his heart and shouted, "Kill!"
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