Chapter 16

Lin Fei threw out the name of the Lin family in order to save a little face and let Ma Yuan continue to fight.

However, the silver stone elder obviously didn't buy it. He snorted coldly: "I don't care what kind of family you are. If you dare to fight in the Baibao company, don't blame me for being rude!"

Lin Fei's face sank slightly, and he scolded in his heart.

Being warned by Silverstone, Ma Yuan did not dare to make any more moves.

Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, glanced at a few people lightly, and no longer paid attention to it.

The strength of these people is not very good. Ma Yuan is building the second floor of the spiritual realm, and Lin Fei is only building the third level of the spiritual realm. The rest of his accomplishments are even worse. If he wants to teach a lesson, he can do it at any time.

He was in a hurry to sell monster materials, but he didn't want to waste time with them.

Looking at Jiang Tian who despises him, Lin Fei's eyes twitch, as if he was slapped hard.

"Jiang Tian, for the sake of elder Silverstone, I'll let you off today, and I'll teach you a lesson next time." Lin Fei snorted coldly and left the hall.

"Trash, be careful!" Ma Yuan glared at Jiang Tian fiercely and quickly followed up with several others.

"It's said that Lingjian college will come to Tianbao city to accept apprentices next month. There will be a competition then. We can take the opportunity to humiliate Jiang Tian and vent such evil spirit!" Ma Yuan said with a gloomy face.

Lin Fei frowned and said, "what Lingjian college wants is a genius like me. I'm afraid he doesn't even have the qualification to apply for it!"

"That's the same thing." Ma Yuan and others laughed wildly, and their depression seemed to fade away.

Jiang Tian opened the storage bag and poured out the monster material.

"Did you hunt all this?" Looking at the pile of different colors of animal skins, bones and demon pills, the white shopkeeper was surprised.

This kind of scene in the shop is not too rare, just happened in the "waste" Jiang Tian, inevitably let him feel incredible.

"What's the problem?" Jiang Tian did not answer the rhetorical questions and did not explain them.

The white shopkeeper gazed at Jiang Tian and sighed that Feng Weiwei's eyes were poisonous, but he didn't ask more questions.

The monster materials were quickly finished, and the white shopkeeper listed a long bill.

Jiang Tian takes the bill and looks at it.

Thirty skins, thirty demon pills, more than 400 bones and claws. The white shopkeeper quoted a total of 4500 Liang silver.

This price is not much different from Jiang Tian's expectation. After receiving the bill, he spent another two thousand taels of silver to buy 100 dixuedan, and then he left Baibao.

"So he is Jiang Tian! However, does it make sense for a waste blood person to buy so many blood pills? " Looking at Jiang Tian's back, the man scratched his head and frowned.

"It doesn't make sense if he's really a blood loser, but it's interesting if he's not." Behind the window, white beard shopkeeper says leisurely.

In the Qing Xuan Kingdom, although few people can break the path of martial arts with the qualification of blood waste, they are all strong against the heaven and have made great achievements.

However, the small Tianbao City, will really be born such a myth?

"Xiao Wu, when you meet Jiang Tian next time, be respectful to him!" The white bearded shopkeeper gave a leisurely smile, and a trace of deep color flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, the little one understands!" After hearing the words, the man was surprised. The white shopkeeper, who always had eyes higher than the top, had a different view of Jiang Tian?

After returning to the Jiang family, Jiang Tian ignored the people's different eyes and went straight to the family Gongfa Pavilion.

"Elder, I'm here to get the skill!" Jiang Tian walked into the Gongfa Pavilion and got to know his intention.

The guard of Gongfa Pavilion is a white haired elder, an elder of the Jiang family, named Jiang Changshan.

No one knows his real strength, but there are some rumors in the Jiang family. It seems that the cultivation of the elder of Gongfa Pavilion is higher than that of the master and the elder.

However, there are different opinions about the specific realm.

Looking at Jiang Tian in front of him, Jiang Changshan frowned slightly, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

He has heard about Jiang Tian, so he has some doubts about his requirements.

Jiang Changshan frowned and said, "without blood and spirit, it's only in vain to cultivate the skills, without any power bonus. Do you know that?"

Seeing that the other party didn't refuse, Jiang Tian couldn't help feeling relieved!

Jiang Changshan was able to handle affairs impartially, which made him feel good about him.

If he can't even get the skills, he is really desperate for the family.

"Thank you very much for reminding me. I know this, but I still want to try it!"

"Since you are not afraid to waste time, let me see your merits." Looking at this innocent young man, Jiang Changshan sighed silently and took the account book to examine carefully.

"You have 300 merit points in your name. You can borrow three primary skills of yellow level or two intermediate skills of yellow level. You can choose by yourself."

After thanking Jiang Tian, he walked to the ancient wooden stairs in front of him.Although he was here for the first time, he knew the rules of Gongfa Pavilion.

There are primary yellow level skills in the first level, and intermediate skills in the second level.

So, he didn't plan to stay on the first floor at all. He walked up the stairs to the second floor.

"Well? This kid doesn't look up to the primary skill of yellow order! " Looking at Jiang Tian walking towards the second floor, Jiang Changshan immediately shakes his head.

It's a waste of effort to cultivate the skills of the waste blood man. Jiang Tian didn't listen to the advice, but he was so ambitious that he was speechless!

On the second floor of Gongfa pavilion are several antique wooden frames, but most of them are empty.

There are only a few yellow level intermediate level skills in this array. All of them add up to a dozen.

In front of the wooden frame with a faint smell of sandalwood, Jiang Tian was attentively watching a number of classics of martial arts.

From low to high, there are four levels: Huang, Xuan, Di and Tian. Each level is divided into three levels: primary, middle and high. The higher the level, the greater the power.

The ancient Yellow Book in Jiang Tian's hand is a skill called "the wind palm".

"Gale palm" is a medium level skill of yellow level. The palm is fast and powerful like a strong wind. After practicing, it can separate the stone and break the wood with bare hands. It is powerful. "

This skill seems fancy, but in fact it has little practical value.

After reading the brief introduction, Jiang Tian put it back, and then picked up the next one.

"Tiger and leopard fist", a medium level skill of yellow level, is suitable for those who are born with strong body. After practice, they can tear tigers and leopards and fight demons with bare hands. "

Jiang Tian shook his head and continued to look over.

"Green sword" is a medium level skill of yellow level. The sword skill is clear and sharp. It is suitable for close combat. It has extraordinary effect... "

"Yangang leg technique" is a medium level skill of yellow level. It is as powerful as a storm and has infinite strength. It is suitable for the cultivation of tall martial artists... "

"What a mess of skills are these?" Jiang Tian frowned and was very depressed.

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