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Chapter 710

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Enter the Secret History Pavilion

Very arrogant.

Very arrogant.

Long Fei was unhappy.

Extremely unhappy!

Liu Ba looked at Longfei's cold eyes and didn't take it seriously. He sneered and said, "Little trash, if you have the ability, then enter the Martial Courtyard. If you don't have the ability, then just lie down."

"If you don't behave, I have ways to deal with you."

"Spirit Immortal Realm?"

"Trash!"

Liu Ba said in disdain.

Long Fei slowly stood up, his fists clenched tightly under his sleeves, and he kept warning himself in his heart, "Endure, endure, your purpose here is to find clues about the Drogon Area."

"Endure!"

"And he's at the Crazy Immortal Realm, with your current strength, it's impossible."

"Level!"

Long Fei's heart tightened, "My level is too low."

Level was power.

Long Fei was only at the sixth grade of Spirit Immortal Realm, and was basically the weakest existence in Shendi College.

Seeing that Long Fei did not speak anymore, Liu Ba laughed mockingly: "That's more like it."

Following that.

Liu Ba bellowed: "I came here today to ask you to send a few people to clean the Martial Depository, there are some books that need to be moved out to dry."

"Remember!"

Liu Ba's voice suddenly sank, and said: "If you dare to take a look at the secret skills of the Martial Depository, I will dig out your eyes if I find out."

"If you dare to steal, I will make you regret coming to this world."

"Do you understand?"

The Martial Depository was considered one of the most important places in Shendi College, and there were a total of thirteen Martial Depository.

Sword skills, blade techniques, palm techniques, fist techniques.

Divine ability cultivation technique.

Ancient secret skills, and some divine grade cultivation technique. Other than that, there were important historical records of the Sky Martial Continent. In the entire Sky Martial Continent, the Martial Depository of Shendi College had the most cultivation technique secret skills.

Long Fei was shocked, "Martial Depository, there's finally something about the Martial Depository."

"Sea Dragon King!"

"If we know the location of the Sea Dragon King, we will be able to find the blood essence of the Sea Dragon King and open the second layer of the Heart of the Drogon Area!" Long Fei was excited.

This was his goal!

Eighth Liu said, "You, you, you, and the rest of you will all go."

Finally, his gaze landed on Long Fei and Liu Ba said, "You go too!"

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for triggering the 'Clean the Martial Depository' quest, the reward is 2000 experience points, 100 immortal power points!"

Long Fei was excited.

The expressions of the chosen disciples did not change at all. To them, this was just a relatively strict cleaning mission.

On the way to the Martial Depository.

"Xiao Fei, in the future, when Steward Liu speaks, you must not interrupt him. Furthermore, do not ask about this or that. That kick just now was considered light," said a veteran disciple.

He sympathized with Long Fei.

Long Fei nodded and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

The other disciples said, "What's the point of saying this to him? After being kicked a few times, he will learn his lesson."

"You just want others to get beaten up, right?"

"We are all miscellaneous disciples. We have to be united and not look down on ourselves."

"Look up to yourself? Hahaha … Rice Bucket, look up to yourself. When you get into the Martial Courtyard, can you even get in? Coming in for two years and still persisting in training, is there any use? You can't even beat me, and you still look up to yourself? Do we have the qualifications to look up to ourselves? "

"Dajun, don't talk like that."

"What? Am I wrong? We don't have the qualifications to look up to ourselves. Who gave us a chance? Who gave us the resources to cultivate? Other than cleaning and serving those Martial Courtyard Senior Brothers like serving a young master, what are we? We can't even be compared to a servant. "

Everyone became silent.

Indeed.

They entered Shendi College with the dream of becoming strong and the hope of standing out. It was just like the college entrance examination students in his previous life entering the university that they desired.

But in reality?

After entering, they became miscellaneous disciples. Don't mention training, they didn't even have the slightest chance. The Holy Hall instantly became hell.

It was a hell that they couldn't climb out of.

One step slower, every step slower.

Compared to the disciples who entered Shendi College at the same time, the weakest among them was at the Mad Immortal Realm. The difference between them was like heaven and earth.

This was the difference.

Long Fei fell silent and didn't speak.

In this world, if you don't move forward, you will fall back.

But the heavens didn't give them the chance to move forward at all. A huge wave came crashing down and smashed them into pieces, never to rise again.

"Little Fei, don't listen to Dajun."

"There is still a chance for miscellaneous disciples. As long as we work hard, there will be a chance." Sun Tou said.

Dajun smiled bitterly, "Head, you have been in Shendi College for two years. One more year and you will be expelled. Have you found any chance in these two years?"

"Don't lie to yourself. It's useless."

Sun Tou frowned.

Fan Tong said, "Dajun."

Dajun also felt that he went too far. He said softly, "I am speaking the truth. I want to change. I want to become a martial arts courtyard disciple. I don't want to be in the miscellaneous department forever."

They all had dreams and came to Shendi College with passion. But what could they do?

They were just miscellaneous disciples.

A miscellaneous disciple that no one looked up to.

Long Fei looked at them and secretly tensed up.

He was also silent along the way.

Half an hour later.

After passing through a small forest, there was a large empty land. The thirteen pagoda-like Martial Depository came into view.

"The Martial Depository isn't open today." A disciple on guard said.

Another disciple said, "They are disciples from the miscellaneous department. They are here to clean."

"Miscellaneous department? Is there such a place in Shendi College? "

"They are all trash. Shendi College recruits some trash every year and lets them clean here. This is their supreme honor. Others can't even enter even if they want to. And look at their proud expressions. They really think they are something. Hahaha …"

"Hahaha …"

A few of the guards started to laugh.

"Let's go in."

"All of you, keep your hands and feet clean."

"If anyone dares to flip through it, I won't forgive you."

Sun Tou smiled apologetically: "Senior brother, don't worry, we will definitely not touch anything."

Following that.

Long Fei and the others entered the Martial Depository.

Sun Tou said: "Thirteen Martial Depository, distribute them."

Not waiting for him to finish.

Dajun said: "I am in charge of the Sword Skill Pavilion."

With that, he walked into the Sword Skill Pavilion.

The Sword Skill Pavilion had one hundred and eight thousand secret sword techniques. The cultivation techniques that could enter the Sword Skill Pavilion were all high grade cultivation techniques. Any one of them could make the outside world tremble.

"I'm in charge of the blade technique."

"I'm in charge …"

No one was in charge of the Secret History Pavilion. Long Fei looked at Sun Tou and said: "Senior brother, I'll be in charge of the Secret History Pavilion."

Sun Tou said: "The Secret History Pavilion has the most books, and the books are also the oldest. You have to handle them gently."

"En!"

Long Fei nodded, his heart had already flown out. He strode towards the Secret History Pavilion and looked at Linglong's pagoda-like Secret History Pavilion, which was densely packed with all kinds of ancient books.

"Could the clues to the Drogon Area be hidden here?"

Long Fei's heart was boiling.

… ….

Outer Heaven Palace.

The corner of Primacron's mouth curled up slightly. Looking at Long Fei in the virtual mirror, he laughed, "As expected, you entered the Secret History Pavilion, and made the same choice as Long Zhanting back then."

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