Earth-tier cultivation techniques were extremely precious.
In the Lin family of Yongning City, most of them were incomplete. There was not a single complete Earth-tier cultivation technique.
In the Changqing County Lord's family, there were not many complete Earth-tier cultivation techniques.
There were only a dozen or so.
Only the most outstanding of the elite disciples were qualified to cultivate them after spending a large amount of gold and a large number of clan points.
As for heaven-tier cultivation techniques, they were even rarer.
Even with Changqing County's ten thousand years of foundation, they only managed to obtain some incomplete heaven-tier cultivation techniques.
If Lin Buzheng could obtain an Earth-tier cultivation technique in the Bahuang Wanbao Pavilion, or even a complete heaven-tier cultivation technique, his combat strength would definitely increase tremendously!
"Young friend, there are many layers of restrictions on the third floor of the pavilion.
"It will take some time to activate them.
"Why don't you follow me to the wooden hut at the side to rest for a while? When the time comes, there will naturally be an attendant who will bring the cultivation technique over."
The white-robed old man smiled at Lin Buzheng.
Then, he brought Lin Buzheng to the resting room on the third floor of the pavilion and waited for a while.
The resting room on the third floor of the Bahuang Wanbao Pavilion was far more luxurious than the resting rooms on the first floor.
The floor was paved with beautiful jade and the edges were lined with gold.
On the table, there were orchids used for decoration. They were actually high-tier spiritual herbs.
Everything that entered his eyes was extremely luxurious.
Creak!
In the next moment, the door was gently pushed open.
A beautiful woman with a curvaceous figure walked into the room with a jade plate in her hand. Her beauty was unparalleled.
However, when compared to the violet clothed woman Lin Buzheng saw a short moment ago, this maidservant was far inferior in terms of appearance, figure, and bearing, and she was far from being able to compare with the violet clothed woman.
There was a cup of tea on the jade plate.
The faint aroma of tea rose from the warm tea.
In the blink of an eye, the entire room was filled with a faint fragrance.
"Young friend, please have some tea!"
In the next moment, under the white-robed old man's signal, Lin Buzheng picked up the tea on the saucer, tilted his head slightly, and drank it in one gulp.
Ssss!
As the tea entered his mouth, it immediately turned into a warm current that flowed down his throat and into his stomach.
In the end, it turned into endless spiritual energy and flowed into Lin Buzheng's body through his meridians.
Lin Buzheng could sense his cultivation base rising a bit after drinking the tea. He was now even closer to the eighth stage of the Qi Dao.
From this, one could see the miraculous effect of this tea.
This kind of tea leaf was at least a supreme-grade spiritual medicine, or even a half-step sage medicine!
"How is it?"
"This cup of tea tastes pretty good, right?"
The white-robed old man stroked his beard and smiled amiably at Lin Buzheng.
It turned out that Bahuang Wanbao Pavilion would give a cup of spirit tea to the distinguished guests who ascended to the third floor every day as a sign of respect.
Only the distinguished guests of Bahuang Wanbao Pavilion could enjoy this kind of treatment. Even the members who could climb to the second floor could not enjoy it.
"Not bad indeed."
Lin Buzheng nodded his head.
It wasn't just this cup of tea. After walking around the Eight Desolation Myriad Treasure Pavilion today, Lin Buzheng felt like a country bumpkin. Everything that entered his eyes was extremely fresh, and it could be said to be an eye-opener.
Creak!
As Lin Buzheng and the white-robed old man chatted for the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the door was gently pushed open again with a soft sound.
Lin Buzheng instinctively looked up and was instantly stunned.
Her purple robe fluttered in the wind and her black hair was like a waterfall.
Her eyes were charming and her lips were curled into a smile.
She still had a lazy aura around her, but at a glance, she was as charming as a vine wrapped around a green tree or a butterfly perched on a green leaf.
It was the purple-robed woman who met Lin Buzheng's eyes previously!
Swoosh!
At this moment, the purple-robed woman walked over with light steps.
She placed the cultivation technique manual in her hand on the wooden table in front of Lin Buzheng.
Then, she turned around and left.
From the beginning to the end, she did not say a word.
However, before she turned around, she smiled sweetly at Lin Buzheng.
Her smile was like a flower and her fragrance was like an orchid.
Charming but not bewitching, bewitching but not evil.
She vividly described the beauty of a woman.
Even after a long time, there was still a faint fragrance lingering in Lin Buzheng's heart.
"So, it's her …"
Lin Buzheng muttered to himself.
He roughly guessed the woman's identity after meeting her twice.
There were four beauties in Changqing County. They were Lin Xinyue from the Lin family, Lei Qingya from Honglei Martial Arts Dojo, the twin sisters from the Chen family, and the daughter of an elder from Bahuang Wanbao Pavilion, Ji Ziyue.
If Lin Buzheng guessed correctly, this purple-robed woman should be one of the four beauties from Bahuang Wanbao Pavilion.
Although Bahuang Wanbao Pavilion was huge, only this woman had such a breathtaking beauty.
"Little friend, how many times have I told you?"
"Bahuang Wanbao Pavilion only sells treasures, not people."
"Don't think too much!"
The old man in white looked at Lin Buzheng without blinking. As he watched the purple-robed woman leave, his expression changed.
He frowned and looked unfriendly.
He didn't even know that he had broken a few strands of his beard.
"I'm sorry, I lost my composure."
Lin Buzheng replied casually.
He then quickly picked up the cultivation technique manuals on the table and browsed through them.
High-level cultivation techniques were extremely rare in the martial arts world.
Even Bahuang Wanbao Pavilion did not have many of them.
Apart from that, Lin Buzheng practiced fist techniques. He was not good at saber, sword, whip, etc. Therefore, the types of cultivation techniques he needed were further reduced.
As a result, Ji Ziyue only brought twelve cultivation technique manuals for Lin Buzheng.
Among the twelve cultivation technique manuals, five were superior-grade mystic level cultivation techniques, and four were inferior-grade to intermediate-grade earth-grade cultivation techniques.
Of the remaining three, two were incomplete inferior-grade cultivation techniques.
The last book was shockingly an undamaged low-grade Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique!
In the next instant, Lin Buzheng grabbed the Heaven ranked Low-Tier Cultivation Technique and began reading through it without any hesitation.
This inferior-grade cultivation technique was called Canghe Tyrant Fist.
It was one of the few intact heaven-grade cultivation techniques in Bahuang Wanbao Pavilion's collection.
The fist technique was domineering and terrifying.
Legend had it that it was created by a human Heavenly Venerable in ancient times.
Rumble!
Just as Lin Buzheng flipped open the manual, a voice rang out.
Something strange happened!
The countless words on the cultivation technique attracted each other and condensed together.
In the blink of an eye, they transformed into an incomparably huge fist that emitted a monstrous aura and blasted towards Lin Buzheng's head.
Rumble!
In the blink of an eye.
The iron fist kept growing in size in front of Lin Buzheng's eyes.
At first, it was only the size of a normal fist.
In the blink of an eye, it became the size of a house.
In the end, it became the size of a meteor, covering the sky and smashing towards Lin Buzheng's head.
In front of the fist intent, Lin Buzheng felt incomparably small.
He could not dodge it.
It was as if he would be smashed into minced meat by the iron fist in the next moment!
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, the incomparably terrifying iron fist pierced through Lin Buzheng's body.
Lin Buzheng did not move and stood on the spot.
His entire body was intact.
Only the clothes on his back were drenched in cold sweat.
Lin Buzheng heaved a sigh of relief.
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