Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 21: Choosing a Skill, This is Not a Demon Sect
For a moment, the Taoist temple was completely silent, and everyone stared blankly at the figure with the short knife on his waist.

I don’t know what to say or what to think.

They could understand the guards who had lived a life of luxury since childhood, had countless precious medicines and treasures, and had polished their bodies and improved their bones, thus becoming top-tier guards.

But they couldn't understand how a humble person who came from a beggar's family and rarely had a full meal could have such qualifications.

I don't understand and I don't want to believe it.

But the deep blue light clearly told everyone that this was the first-class qualification.

At this moment, even the elegant and graceful Ninth Princess had ripples in the depths of her calm eyes.

For the first time, he looked at Zhang Yuanzhu seriously.

The red lips under the veil were slightly pursed, showing a hint of seriousness.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, root bone armor, attribute..."

Instructor Yan looked at the deep blue light, which was different from the water attribute, and slowly spoke:
"Ice attribute, go to the 26th row of the Sutra Library and select a technique."

After a pause, he added.

"The techniques placed in the attic are all rare and precious techniques that are only seen in the Qi Condensation Realm. There is no need to be too selective."

Then a jade spoon floated down.

Zhang Yuanzhu clasped his hands together and took the jade key.

After glancing at everyone with an inexplicable look, he walked towards the Sutra Library.

He walked slowly, as if waiting for something.

boom! Click!

The roar accompanied by the sound of shattering echoed in my ears.

Zhang Yuanzhu suddenly turned around, and a pale beam of light filled his vision.

Under the pale light, a little girl, with her dress fluttering, had an otherworldly temperament, like a fairy descending to earth.

In front of Lie Lin'er, cracks appeared on the dark stone tablet one after another.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a burning fighting spirit surged in his chest.

This is just right, otherwise everyone would be mediocre and that would be too boring!

He walked forward and entered the attic step by step.

Looking at the bookshelves that occupy the floor, and the books placed on them.

There is also a transparent protective cover in front of these books, apparently to prevent them from being taken, placed or viewed at will.

He walked up to the first row of bookshelves and looked forward.

"Three Qis Facing Flame Technique", five big characters come into view.

He stretched out his finger and tapped the shield lightly, and lines of words appeared before him.

It describes the practice requirements and precautions of the exercises.

He also told me that if I wanted to take away the skills, I would need a jade key in exchange.

"Is that so?"

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded, no longer hesitated, and strode into the Sutra Library.

Soon he arrived in front of the 26th row of bookshelves and looked at the books of ice-attribute skills placed there one by one.

His palm casually touched a book titled "The Chapter on Accumulating Qi in the Extremely Cold Freezing Technique".

Various things to pay attention to during practice will be revealed.

(Placing the cold jade in your palm can help you quickly grasp a clue and begin your spiritual practice.)
Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the brand new book, frowned slightly, and looked at another book on martial arts.

Since the martial arts here are not much different, it would undoubtedly be best if you could choose one with the [characteristic] Po.

The more worn and ancient a book is, the more likely it is to have [characteristics].

While thinking, Zhang Yuanzhu glanced through the books one by one.

The frown between his brows grew tighter and tighter, and almost all of the books were brand new.

what!
Zhang Yuanzhu's gaze lingered on the bottom shelf of the bookshelf.

A rather worn book with inexplicable stains on the cover came into view.

The Five Internal Organs Leading Ice to Transform into Yuan Gong

He placed his finger on the shield, and lines of words appeared, confirming that the training conditions and precautions were appropriate.

"It's you!"

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand and pressed the jade key against the shield.

In an instant, the jade key disappeared, and the "Five Zang Organs Leading Ice to Transform Origin" flew out of the shield and hovered in front of it.

He stretched out his hand, grasped the martial arts technique, and resisted the urge to control the book, and walked out of the Sutra Library.

"I have already selected the three teachers." Zhang Yuanzhu pointed at the books in his hand.

Teacher Yan glanced at the book and frowned slightly.

"The Taoist boy who cleaned the Sutra Library last time actually forgot to change to the new technique."

"You can go get another one now."

All Dao Peaks in the Immortal Weapon Valley will be opened only once every sixty years when a large-scale recruitment of disciples takes place. Normally, these Dao Peaks are closed.

So the three of them didn't know that there was actually a technique that had not been changed.

"Teaching, whether there are any mistakes or omissions in the content."

Zhang Yuanzhu asked seriously that if there were any mistakes or omissions in the content, then the exercises would have to be changed.

Instructor Huang on the side shook his head.

"There must be no mistakes or omissions in the technique, otherwise it wouldn't be allowed into the Sutra Library."

"Then this one will do. No need to change it."

"Since you insist, I will register the technique for you now."

The instructor took out a jade slip from his bosom, waved his hand lightly, and the jade slip began to flicker.

Zhang Yuanzhu slowly stepped back, returned to the cushion, and sat cross-legged.

At this moment, many eyes were cast at them from behind, and many children who came out of the Sutra Library knew what had just happened.

They couldn't calm down.

One of the sick children sitting in the back row was extremely pale and his eyes were full of regret.

Wang Chong clenched his teeth, his expression filled with resentment.

"Why? Why does a lowly beggar have such qualifications?"

"As the son of the Wang family, I am only of Class C aptitude."

Countless resentments echoed in my mind.

Suddenly, the figure in the field of vision turned slightly to the side, and a pair of eyes looked over.

The strange double pupils reveal a hint of playfulness.

In an instant, all the resentment, anger, and unwillingness turned into fear.

He seemed to be back at yesterday's dinner.

The knife is at the neck, and the head and body will be separated in the next moment.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the trembling Wang Chong and couldn't help but stroke the hilt of the knife.

After a moment, he looked forward.

Time passed minute by minute, and the children who had chosen their skills came back one after another.

Everyone arrived soon.

Instructor Yan placed his arms flat on his knees and looked directly at his disciples.

"You only have a hundred days to practice here."

"After one hundred days, all disciples who have not yet reached the Qi training stage will be assigned as menial disciples."

"Those who enter the Qi training realm are outer disciples of the Immortal Weapon Valley."

Instructor Huang on the side pointed outside the Taoist temple.

"That's all for today. Return to your training. If you have any questions, you can ask during the class tomorrow morning."

"Now, those with Grade A aptitudes should get up and go to the mountainside to choose a house first. Those with Grade B aptitudes should go after half an hour, and so on."

Zhang Yuanzhu stood up and walked out of the Taoist temple.

Lie Lin'er, who was standing by, watched his departing figure, hesitated for a moment, and ultimately said nothing.

Then, he walked out of the Taoist temple with two maids and four guards.

After leaving the Taoist temple, the maid beside her could no longer hold back and said:
"Ninth Princess, are you just going to let that person go like this?"

"If it weren't for his palm, Liemang would definitely have been an A-level talent."

Lie Lin'er paused slightly, stretched out her hand, and felt the warmth of the sun.

"Do you want me to go against the rules set by the three instructors and kill him?"

"Or are you sure you can kill him?"

She walked forward with graceful lotus steps, and only her ethereal voice was carried by the wind.

"This is a side door, not a magic door!"

(End of this chapter)