The second floor and above was about martial arts. The library pavilion was divided into five floors. On the first floor, there were some casual books. On the second floor, there were some primary power techniques. On the third floor, there were intermediate power techniques. On the fourth floor, there were advanced power techniques. And on the fifth floor, there were a few Xiantian level power techniques of Yi Yuan School.
For so many years, Ye Xiwen did not know the name of the other person, but everyone called him Old Mo. Although he did not know his identity, but he thought that he must be a senior of Yi Yuan School, so every time Ye Xiwen saw him, he was very respectful.
"Ye boy, you are here? What book do you want to read this time? History or geography? " Old Mo put down the book and said with a kind smile. He had a very good impression of Ye Xiwen. Not only was he modest and polite, but more importantly, these days, there were very few people who were willing to calm down and read a few books. The younger generation seemed very impetuous.
"Old Mo, I came today to borrow martial arts books!" Ye Xiwen said.
"Martial arts?" Old Mo's eyes flashed inexplicably, "You passed the fourth level?"
"Good, good, ha ha ha!" Old Mo laughed heartily. He really regarded Ye Xiwen as his nephew.
"Since you are here to choose a power technique, you must not be greedy. It is better to choose the one that suits you!" Old Mo said. Although he would say this to every disciple who came here to choose a secret book, but he was unusually serious about Ye Xiwen.
Many young people always wanted to learn this and that at the beginning, but they couldn't make up their minds. There were even some people who thought that they were talented enough to learn everything, but in the end, they could only draw a tiger but end up like a dog instead. They only learned the surface. In that case, they would not be as good as those who only focused on one martial technique.
"Thank you Old Mo for reminding me, I will certainly keep it in mind!" Ye Xiwen deeply thought about Old Mo's words and deeply bowed to express his gratitude.
Practicing martial arts was the same as studying. It was impossible to reach the sky in a single bound. Previously, when he was studying, Ye Xiwen also followed the principle of finishing one book before starting to read another one. In this way, it was possible to finish reading many books within a certain period of time, but compared to those who studied several books at the same time, Ye Xiwen was much more thorough.
"Alright, I won't say anymore. You can go in and take a look yourself!" Elder Hiroshi waved his hand, leaned back on the rocking chair, and started reading again.
Ye Xiwen walked into the library pavilion. He had long felt that this Old Mo was unfathomable. Of course, he was referring to his identity. Yi Yuan School's library pavilion was such an important place. How could they casually send an old man to guard it? There was not even a guard. But previously, Ye Xiwen was anxious to find out the situation of this world. Every time he came and went, he was in a hurry, so he did not go to see if this Old Mo had any martial arts. But now looking at him, he still looked like an ordinary old man. But how could an ordinary old man be sent to guard the library pavilion, and there were no other guards. This showed that the higher-ups trusted Old Mo very much. Then there was only one possibility, Old Mo's strength was simply unfathomable, so high that he could not see through it.
Moreover, his high status could also be expected, but it was not known why with such a high status, he was willing to guard the library pavilion. Although the library pavilion was also a very important place in Yi Yuan School, but in the end it did not have too much real power.
But Ye Xiwen did not go to think about it. In any case, he was not an enemy. On the contrary, Old Mo still had a very good impression of him.
Yi Yuan School's library pavilion had a lot of books, but they were all divided into categories. Among them, the least were basic and Xiantian level martial skills. Xiantian level martial skills were difficult to collect, but basic martial skills were not necessary too much. Fist techniques, palm techniques, leg techniques and so on were enough. Anyway, it was only for building the foundation. In the future when facing an enemy, the probability of using basic martial skills was also small. It was also not necessary to train the body so much.
Basic martial skills, mastering a few kinds was more or less enough. It was nothing more than some basic sword techniques, basic fist techniques and so on.
Therefore, Ye Xiwen still looked at the primary martial skills. Among them, the most profound impression was without a doubt the Rushing Thunder Hand. Before he had seen his big brother Ye Feng cultivate the Rushing Thunder Hand, leaving him with a deep impression. The Rushing Thunder Hand's greatest speed was fast, very fast, and its power was also very great. But although it was primary, when practiced to the Dacheng, its power was also quite not weak. The Rushing Thunder Hand practiced to the extreme, every time he made a move it could cause nine thunderclaps, this was the Rushing Thunder Nine Echoes.
Ye Xiwen didn't stay on the first floor, but directly went to the second floor. He saw that there was a thin membrane between the second and first floor, which was visible to the naked eye. Ye Xiwen passed through it, only to feel a resistance hindering him from going up, but he still managed to go up very smoothly.
Ye Xiwen knew that this kind of membrane was in order to prevent disciples with insufficient strength from forcibly rushing up. Although it could not be considered difficult for him to come up, but he knew that the arrangement of this membrane was ingenious. With the strength of Houtian fourth stage and above, they could all pass unimpeded. Without the strength of Houtian fourth stage, they were all unable to come up.
Ye Xiwen was very interested in the Rushing Thunder Hand, so very quickly he found the Rushing Thunder Hand. Looking at it, the greatest characteristic of the Rushing Thunder Hand was that it was fast and unbreakable.
Ye Xiwen had already decided. Opening the Rushing Thunder Hand's secret manual, he memorized the entire contents. The secret manuals inside could not be taken out, but could be copied. But Ye Xiwen did not bring a pen and paper, so memorizing was also allowed. In any case, copying the secret manual and bringing it back also had to be memorized, so many people simply chose to memorize it here and then go back.
After half an hour, after Ye Xiwen had memorized the secret manual, he put down the Rushing Thunder Hand's secret manual. He did not continue to look, but went straight downstairs, leaving the library pavilion.
Old Mo was still leisurely looking at that ancient book. Seeing Ye Xiwen come out, he said with a smile: "Have you chosen?"
Ye Xiwen nodded and said: "En, this kid chose the 《Rushing Thunder Hand》!"
"《Rushing Thunder Hand》? This secret manual is good! " Old Mo said, "This secret manual's power is also good, but this is a palm technique secret manual. You also have to find an opportunity to choose a weapon secret manual, or else when fighting with people, you will suffer some losses!"
"En!" Ye Xiwen nodded.
"If you want to specialize in other palm techniques or fist techniques, you must at least cultivate the 《Rushing Thunder Hand》 to the sixth echo or above. There are many kinds of martial arts, it is better to specialize in one. I think you understand the logic of biting off more than you can chew!"
"Many thanks for Old Mo's guidance!" Ye Xiwen said. "Then this kid will withdraw first!"
"Go!" Old Mo glanced at Ye Xiwen and said. Then he continued to look at the yellowed ancient book. Lying on the rocking chair, he still had the same leisurely appearance as before.
Ye Xiwen knew that he was always like this, and did not mind. He turned around and returned to his courtyard.
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