After reading a few days of self-cultivation books, Yi Feng felt the evil aura in his body gradually diminish, and he felt very peaceful. He felt as if he had reached a higher level. Yi Feng actually liked the feeling of reading these books. Yi Feng couldn't help but laugh. In university, he had a roommate who read self-cultivation books every day. His roommates would laugh and scold him for being boring, saying that he didn't know how to find books like Jin Ping Mei to read.
At that time, his roommate would just smile and continue to read these books. His entire person had a kind of otherworldly temperament. It made Yi Feng and the others laugh and scold him for being pretentious. Now, it seemed that he could really cultivate his mind. That temperament wasn't deliberately put on by his roommate.
Yi Feng didn't think that he would follow in his roommate's footsteps and become so engrossed in reading that he forgot to eat and sleep. With Yi Feng's temperament, this wasn't something he could have expected.
Although it had only been a few days, it was still far from the realm of self-cultivation. However, Yi Feng's sudden breakthrough had also stabilized in these few days of peace.
Yi Feng began to browse through the Evil Sect's books on the sixth floor. The Evil Sect's storage was quite large. Yi Feng could only take a glance at most of the books. There were many records of the Evil Sect, and there were even records from thousands of years ago.
Yi Feng wasn't interested in these, so he just randomly picked a few books and glanced through them. Then, he put them back where they were. It would take him at least a year or two to finish reading these records.
Just as Yi Feng had guessed, the Evil Sect didn't lack martial skills. Although many of these martial skills would be fought over in the outside world, none of the Evil Sect's disciples were interested in them. However, no one in the heretical schools took a liking to them. Most of the martial techniques were just for show.
Yi Feng glanced through these martial skills. Many of them were of high quality, and some of them were strange and peculiar. For example, there was a Moon-ranked martial skill that could turn wood into fire. There was also a martial skill that could make a person as soft as a snake. The martial skills included all had their own characteristics.
Of course, there were also many Sun Ranked Martial Skills. However, due to the strange restrictions, Yi Feng couldn't cultivate many of them. However, at this moment, Yi Feng didn't care about ordinary Sun Rank martial skills.
Yi Feng casually looked around. Every martial skill collected by the heretical sects had their own unique points. Yi Feng felt a headache coming on. After that, he chose two types of sun-ranked combined martial skills and three types of unique offensive martial skills.
Yi Feng found what he was looking for. Even though he wanted to stay here and look at these martial skills with their own characteristics, it would increase his understanding of various attacking techniques. But he knew that the old man was waiting for him. Thus, he packed up his equipment and left. He was also looking forward to it, wondering what the Evil Emperor's legacy would be. It shouldn't be too bad.
Yi Feng looked at the sixth floor with some reluctance. If he could stay here for a year or half a month, he would be able to seriously read through all the Martial Techniques. His understanding of Martial Techniques would probably reach the Grandmaster level.
"Have you found it?" Elder Zhao suddenly appeared in front of Yi Feng and asked as he looked at the secret manual in Yi Feng's hand.
"I've found it!" Yi Feng said respectfully.
"Let me see!" Elder Zhao took the five martial skills from Yi Feng's hand and looked at them. Then, he looked up at Yi Feng and said, "You have some foresight. Take good care of these things. If there's a chance in the future, put them back in the heretical sects' collection. After all, these are things left behind by our ancestors. We can't lose them. "
Yi Feng said respectfully, "I understand."
Elder Zhao handed the martial skills to Yi Feng. He still valued these martial skills. Not to mention the two combined martial skills, there were very few sun-ranked combined martial skills. Just the three martial skills alone had their own characteristics. For example, one of them could transform one's body into a body of iron and steel when cultivated to the extreme. Ordinary swords and sabers would no longer be effective.
"About the Bai Clan's Grimoire that you wanted me to check, there was indeed a senior in the Glory Sect who took it and put it in the Sacred Ground. It's just that I don't know where it is. I'll check the manual again and help you find it! "Elder Zhao said.
Yi Feng was startled. He didn't expect that there would really be the whereabouts of the Bai Clan's Grimoire. "Elder Zhao, just try your best. If you can't find it, then forget it!"
Yi Feng didn't really need it. If he could find it, it would be best. He could also use it to rope in the Bai Clan. If he didn't, could the Bai Clan force him to take it?
"En! Go! Tell Liu Ran to come find me when she has time! "Elder Zhao said indifferently.
"En! That kid will take his leave! "Yi Feng bowed respectfully and put the martial skills back into the ring. He walked towards the fifth floor. He didn't know who Elder Zhao was. He actually asked the old man to come find him personally. However, this confirmed Yi Feng's guess. He must be an extremely senior in the Glory Sect. And it was very likely that he had a deep relationship with the Evil Sect.
"I wonder how strong Elder Zhao is. Is he stronger than the old man?"
Yi Feng guessed in his heart. However, he immediately laughed. Even if Elder Zhao was strong, it was impossible for him to be stronger than the old man. The old man was such a powerful figure. Even that old man Geezer was afraid of him. Even if Elder Zhao was strong, he might not be stronger than the old man. Sometimes, age really didn't matter.
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Yi Feng came out of the Martial Skills Pavilion. He wanted to look for the Third Elder. The last time he asked the Third Elder to refine pills, the Third Elder saw Yi Feng take out the Xue Ling Fruit. He was really shocked. Yi Feng told the Third Elder the names of several level 7 pills, and the Third Elder didn't show a trace of reluctance. The Third Elder's calm appearance made Yi Feng even more sure of the Third Elder's terrifying medical skills.
However, the Third Elder only took one Xue Ling Fruit and left one for Yi Feng. He said that he would let Yi Feng try to refine level 7 pills in the future. Yi Feng didn't dare to use such a treasure to refine level 7 pills. If he failed, he would be heartbroken. However, seeing the Third Elder's determination, Yi Feng could only take back one Xue Ling Fruit. He thought to himself, "Then I'll keep it. I'll refine it when I reach level 8. "
However, the Third Elder's words made Yi Feng's wishful thinking go wrong. The Xue Ling Fruit couldn't be stored for too long. God knows how long it would take for Yi Feng to break through to the eighth step. Maybe by then, the Xue Ling Fruit would already be rotten beyond recognition.
When Yi Feng thought of this, he couldn't help feeling somewhat helpless. Although Yi Feng knew that refining seventh tier medicinal pills would allow him to improve his medical skills at an extremely fast rate, the frightening success rate made him unwilling to waste this treasure!
"Forget it! When the time comes, I'll refine it myself. I'll reach this step in the future! "Yi Feng sighed. Thinking about it, he decided not to go to the Third Elder's residence. With the Third Elder's medical skills, the chances of failure shouldn't be too high. And the thing that the old man wanted to pass down to him made Yi Feng rather excited.
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