Metropolitan Super Deity

"well!"

Sighing, Ling Fei felt very disappointed, but after a while, he decided to learn this formula, who knows if he will need to use it someday? This kind of thing is impossible to say.

Early the next morning, Zhu Yunhao ran over to report back.

"Senior Brother Ling, the head of the sect has agreed, and I will give you three days of authority, which is two days more than that of Nangong Yang."

A look of envy flashed in Zhu Yunhao's eyes. For him, these were all things that he could only hope for.

Ling Fei threw him two middle-grade spirit stones.

"Got it, this is your errand fee."

After speaking, Ling Fei put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the scripture storage pavilion. Zhu Yunhao hurriedly followed.

"Hey... After you go in, can you find me two books of formulas? My skills are metal."

"Let's talk again when we have a chance."

Ling Fei came to the Sutra Pavilion, and there were many sect disciples walking around.

The Sutra Pavilion is the two places with the largest traffic in the entire sect, because almost all the disciples will choose to exchange for the opportunity to enter the Sutra Pavilion as soon as they receive credit.

"Lingfei? Why did you come here?"

As soon as he came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Ling Fei met Qian Qun.

The brothers and sisters of the Qian family were all on the outskirts of the Sutra Pavilion, but seeing that they were wearing the clothes of newcomer disciples, Lingfei knew in his heart that they should have come to clean up.

At the beginning, Ling Fei also came here like this.

"I am busy."

"Aren't you here to clean up, too? So are we, do you want to come together?"

"No."

Ling Fei shook his head.

"I'm not here to clean up."

The two of them said that the door of the Sutra Pavilion was finally opened, and it was opened at regular intervals every day.

Qian Qun and the others cast their eyes on the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, with a look of envy in their eyes.

Being able to enter the Sutra Pavilion means that you have the opportunity to come into contact with heaven-defying exercises, which will greatly increase your strength.

Like the few of them now, when they first came in, they could only come here to clean up, and it would take a long time before they entered the Tibetan scripture pavilion.

After the door was opened, several disciples came out from the door of the Sutra Pavilion. They still looked back reluctantly, but even so, the rules were there, and they could only enter for one day.

In the crowd, maybe everyone is quite regretful that they cannot learn more knowledge about cultivation, but there are also some people with rosy complexions and happy spring breeze,

Most of these people have already learned one or two super powerful formulas, and their luck is relatively good.

Among them, there is one person who has an old grudge with Ling Fei. It was none other than Nangong Yang.

At this moment, Nangong Yang had an indescribably proud face, and even when he was walking, the wind was blowing under his feet.

After Nangong Yang came out of the gate, he glanced at the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Ling Fei and the others. He smiled disdainfully and walked over.

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Junior Brother Ling. What? Are you here to clean up? Zhuzu, I never thought you would have this day."

Ling Fei looked at him indifferently.

"I hate flies, you better leave me alone."

Nangong Yang grinned grimly.

"Lingfei, your mouth, you'd better show me some respect! Let me tell you, the me now is different from before! I am now a Golden Core cultivator, and I have comprehended one of the most powerful methods. Trick! The me now is your unattainable catch-up target."

"Goal? If my goal in life is to live to your level, I'd rather die. Thanks to your kindness, I'm chatting here."

"Bastard! Ling Fei, don't think that I'm afraid of you if you beat me once. If you have the guts, let's fight again now!"

Nangong Yang's brows were filled with innumerable confidence, as if he alone was the strongest in the world, and others, especially Ling Fei, could only polish his shoes.

But Ling Fei didn't want to talk to him at all.

"Go away, don't get in my way. Do you still want to be stepped on by me?"

It's fine if Ling Fei doesn't say this, but once he said this, Nangong Yang's face became extremely ugly on the spot.

"Lingfei, I'm so sorry to talk to you. You really want to seek death yourself! If that's the case, then you can't blame me. Today, in this battle, you have to fight, and if you don't fight, you have to fight!"

The people around slowly gathered around.

"Huh? Isn't that Nangong Yang? Why did he start arguing with others as soon as he left the Sutra Pavilion?"

"It's probably because it depends on who doesn't like it. Let's stop talking too much, and the provincial people will come over and beat us up."

"Cut! I'm not afraid. Two days ago, he was trampled on the face by a new disciple to enter the sect. I still remember his embarrassing appearance."

"You're probably not stupid, are you? One journey of Taoism, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi! As long as the opportunity is good, you can take off at any time. Don't forget, he just walked out of the scripture storage pavilion."

"That's right, you can see that the expression in his eyes is bursting out, and his aura is fierce and terrifying, like a little leopard ready to go. I reckon, he should already be a monk of alchemy."

"What? Is it so scary? Before he entered, he should have been in the late stage of Foundation Establishment! And it was thanks to the Great Elder's enlightenment. His foundation is not stable. How could he become a monk of alchemy in such a short period of time?"

"It's probably because he encountered some good exercises in the Sutra Pavilion."

"Hiss~!"

Everyone looked at him with envy.

It doesn't matter that there is a great elder as the backing, but he was able to obtain the top-grade formula in the Sutra Pavilion, and stepped into the ranks of Jindan monks in an instant. This kind of luck is really against the sky.

Nangong Yang's eyes were shining like stars, and his face was filled with inexhaustible pride.

He naturally heard their discussions.

That's right, his luck was against the sky. In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he found a good exercise. Using this exercise, Nangong Yang broke through the golden core realm in one fell swoop!

After stepping into the Golden Core Realm, Nangong Yang finally felt how small he was before.

His current control over his true energy is several times stronger than before.

If he used to be able to use a flying sword to split a boulder with one blow, then now, he can easily crush a boulder with his bare hands.

In the realm of golden core, true qi is solidified and does not disperse, and in the realm of foundation building, true qi is only in liquid state. In terms of quality and quantity, the Golden Core Realm is enough to easily crush the Foundation Establishment monks.

And Ling Fei is the Foundation Establishment cultivator!

Nangong Yang now feels that his good opportunity to avenge his shame has finally arrived.

In front of these hundreds of disciples, he wanted Ling Fei to know what would happen to him if he offended him! What a mistake!