At the entrance of the Martial Skill Pavilion, a man in ragged clothes was currently sweeping the floor with a hunched back. There was not a single trace of light in his murky eyes. His aged face was covered with the wrinkles of time. Just like an ordinary person, there was not the slightest fluctuation of spirit energy.

"Pavilion Elder, Liang Ren was ordered by Hall Master Liang to bring this kid here to choose a battle skill. I'll have to trouble Pavilion Elder to do that!"

Behind him, Xiao Feng also bowed together with Liang Ren. Even though he looked like a child, he had the ability to see through someone who had two lifetimes worth of memories. This kind of eyesight wasn't something that he could foolishly believe this old man in front of him was an ordinary person! Some people with profound cultivations were able to absorb spirit essence into themselves and return it to its original nature, giving people a feeling of mysteriousness!

This was especially so when he saw the old man. This scene caused his heart to suddenly tremble; it seemed as if this had happened in the Shaolin Temple's Scripture Pavilion in his previous life!

At that time, the monk who swept the ground was a peerless expert with an unknown origin but with exquisite buddhist skills. In the end, he even resolved the grudge between the Xiao family and the Mu Rong family and saved their father!

The old man stopped his broom and slowly raised his head to look at Xiao Feng. A ray of light flashed across his murky eyes. It was as if Xiao Feng's entire body was stripped naked before the old man!

"Go. Remember, as a greeting gift, you can only choose your skills on the first level!"

The old man lowered his head and continued sweeping the leaves on the ground. His aged voice lightly rang out.

"Yes, thank you Pavilion Elder!"

Liang Ren bowed respectfully once again before bowing to the old man and bringing Xiao Feng into the Martial Skill Pavilion!

"Has it finally come?"

Just as Liang Ren and Xiao Feng entered the Martial Skill Pavilion, the old man who had his head lowered slowly spoke a few words. If they were present, they would have definitely discovered that their originally murky eyes had actually become incomparably clear and radiant at this moment! However, in just an instant, it turned turbid again and continued sweeping the floor!

"middle grade Profound Rank offensive skill, Swift Shadow Steps!"

"High grade Profound Rank battle skill, Heart Cleansing Sword!"

"High grade Profound Rank Thunder God's Hammer!"

One after another, high class battle skills were displayed on the first floor of the Martial Skill Pavilion. Xiao Feng was dazzled as he looked at the battle skills one by one, his eyes flickering with a fiery light.

"Eh, teacher, what does this middle rank Profound Rank mean? Is it the level of a martial skill? "

Xiao Feng, who was in the middle of choosing a martial skill, suddenly voiced out in confusion. He asked Liang Ren who was at the side.

"En, yes, the people of the Xuan Wu Continent divide the ranks into four levels based on the power of the martial skill, and each level is also divided into three levels. The technique is the same, even if it is a skill of the same level, the power between intermediate and high level cannot be compared!"

"Oh, why haven't these dragon spirits told me about it yet?"

Xiao Feng thought to himself. Logically speaking, shouldn't Long Ling have told him these things before? Could she have forgotten?

"I got it, thank you teacher!"

Xiao Feng felt a stomachache in his heart. He then tossed it to the back of his mind. After thanking Liang Ren, he continued to immerse himself in the selection of various battle skills!

'Huh? '

Suddenly, a dusty yellow book on the first floor attracted Xiao Feng's attention because all of the battle skills were as new as they were before. Only the book was placed in a corner and covered in dust.

Xiao Feng walked to the corner and gently peeled away the thick layer of dust. Four large and ancient words impressively appeared before his eyes.

"Light Dead Eye!"

Xiao Feng muttered to himself as his heart inexplicably throbbed. He could faintly feel that this battle skill seemed to be a little strange! This was because there was no indication as to what rank of battle skill it belonged to.

"This one!"

A thought suddenly flashed through Xiao Feng's mind. Although he didn't know why he had such a feeling, he still believed in his first inspiration!

"Hmm?"

Liang Ren, who was at the side, watched as Xiao Feng stood dumbstruck before the book that had remained untouched for so many years. He immediately let out an exclamation.

"You want to choose it?"

Liang Ren walked over and asked Xiao Feng.

"Hmm, I'm very interested in it!"

Xiao Feng nodded his head, his gaze never leaving those four big words.

"It has been many years since anyone has touched this book. Not only is cultivating it extremely difficult, the requirements are also extremely harsh. The price one has to pay is also enormous."

"The other reason is because I don't know its grade. Because no one has successfully cultivated it, no one was able to give the correct grade. Therefore, this state has existed for many years!"

"Are you sure you want to choose it? This is an absolutely good chance. If you do not succeed, then did you waste such an opportunity? "

Liang Ren explained to Xiao Feng in shock.

"It's alright, I want to give it a try. It's just a once, at most, I'll just treat it as nothing!"

Xiao Feng chuckled and said in an enlightened manner.

Xiao Feng reached out and slowly picked up the ancient yellow book and began to flip through it.

Hm?

With the Martial Skill Pavilion still here, he still lowered his head and looked at the Martial Skill Pavilion. A peculiar light flashed in his eyes as he let out a surprised sound.

"Did I really choose it?"

After flipping through a few pages, Xiao Feng felt a wave of dizziness. Such a huge amount of information was not that much weaker than when he had reincarnated and fused two lifetimes' worth of memories!

"Alright, since you've chosen it, I can only hope that you succeed. This is your identity card, you just have to guard it well. Whether it's the training grounds or the Merit Point Pavilion, they need your identity card to prove your decision!"

Liang Ren looked at Xiao Feng and left him a unique tablet. Then, he left alone!

He closed the book and slowly walked out of the Martial Skill Pavilion. According to the rules of the Martial Skill Pavilion, the books that he borrowed could be taken away, but they must be returned within seven days and not overdue!

"Little fellow, if there's anything you don't understand when you're cultivating, come and ask me. I might be able to help you for a bit!"

The moment Xiao Feng stepped out of the Martial Skill Pavilion, an ethereal voice rang in his ears. It was the old man who had swept the floor just now, but Xiao Feng had not found him in the surroundings!

After silently bowing toward the Martial Skill Pavilion, Xiao Feng smiled and walked back to the backyard in large strides!

Returning to the backyard, the sky gradually darkened. Xiao Feng tidied up the bed and lay on it as he carefully studied the "Death Light Eyes" he had obtained today.

"Junior brother, junior brother, come out for a bit!"

The next morning, as Xiao Feng was meditating in his own seat, the little ghost's voice suddenly rang out. It was Xiao Feng who had left his cultivation state and walked out of his own room. This was the room Liang Ren had arranged for him by himself yesterday!

"What's wrong? Senior Brother? "

Xiao Feng looked at the little ghost with a puzzled expression. From his eyes, Xiao Feng saw a trace of fear.