Ultimate Comprehension Evolution

()Chapter 112: Nothing Found

Murong Chutian looked dumbfounded, but his heart was beating for a while. He didn't expect that there was an extremely powerful divine thought on this storage bag, which actually bounced his spiritual power back! What on earth is going on?

Looking at the storage bag that seemed to be full of treasures, no one could calm down. Murong Chutian was going crazy. Although it was an accident to get this storage bag, since he got this thing, there is no reason to miss it.

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Murong Chutian is not a rich kid from a rich family. Besides, even if a kid from a rich family faces such a huge temptation, few can remain tempted.

Murong Chutian used all the methods he could think of to look at the basic jade slip, but found that there was no way to open the storage bag. Murong Chutian's mood was extremely depressed at this time! Could it be that this was the case?

The thing can only be opened by the gray-robed monk? Or maybe his spiritual thoughts are not strong enough... Various possibilities flashed through his mind.

Murong Chutian was so dizzy by the storage bag that it took him a long time to stop. The irritability in his heart finally calmed down. Instead of blindly messing around here, he might as well go to the library to take a look.

Is there a better solution?

With his mind set, Murong Chutian didn't want to stay for a moment. After all, being able to open this storage bag earlier would be self-evident to him. Maybe one of the magic weapons in it could help him escape from trouble, or

It can improve one's attack power. Just thinking about it made Murong Chutian's blood boil. He immediately picked up the red fairy sword and flew towards the library.

About a quarter of an hour later, Murong Chutian finally arrived at the library. As soon as he entered the library, Murong Chutian felt inexplicably angry. He thought that the guy who looked down on others actually gave him a useless one.

Broken flute.

"Hey, who, wait, can you come in at will?" A sharp and mean voice came from behind a screen.

Murong Chutian looked in the direction where the voice came from, and replied respectfully: "I am Murong Chutian, a disciple only accepted by the sect master. If there is anything wrong, I hope that senior will not blame you." Murong Chutian also said.

It’s not a fuel-saving lamp. A polite word contains a lot of truth. As the saying goes, even if you beat a dog, you still have to look at who the owner is. After all, I am a disciple personally accepted by the sect leader, so you can’t treat me too much.

Murong Chutian's words really had an effect, and the voice behind the screen didn't say anything more. A few breaths later, a disciple about the same age as him ran out from behind the screen, but it was not the person he saw last time.

This man was chubby, and he looked like a lazy person at first glance. His clothes were also shabby, and he had probably slept in the back just now. Murong Chutian glanced at his mind and felt that this man's cultivation level was about the same as his own.

At most, it’s only one Qi refining period five.

Layer. Looking at the fat man's dead fish-like eyes, there was a very unflattering expression, as if to tell Murong Chutian, aren't you just a disciple of the sect master? You are not the only disciple of the sect master.

Is it necessary to talk about it like this?

The expression in the young fat disciple's eyes flashed and he clasped his fists and said, "Junior brother, may I ask why you come to our library?"

"Senior brother, it's like this. I came here this time to read relevant books. I hope that senior brother will be accommodating." Murong Chutian also responded very politely.

"Oh, that's right. It's easy to talk about. I can handle this matter without bothering my master." The young disciple said in a very easy-going manner.

"Then thank you so much, senior brother!" Murong Chutian didn't expect this fat guy to be so right, so he couldn't help but feel more favorable. After saying that, he strode into the library pavilion.

Looking at Murong Chutian's actions, he knew that this guy really planned to walk in like this, which made the fat young disciple extremely anxious.

"Who is that? Stop!" the young fat disciple shouted.

Murong Chutian also didn't expect why this guy suddenly stopped him again? Could it be that he wants to change his mind now?

Looking back, I was muttering in my heart, but I said with a smile: "I wonder if Senior Brother has anything else to tell you?"

"Are you really not aware, or are you pretending not to know?" What the young fat disciple said was very ironic.

"Senior brother, I really don't know what you are talking about. I have just come to the sect. If there is something I don't understand, please forgive me." Murong Chutian certainly knew the purpose of this guy's words, and he must have wanted to show off to the sect.

He asked for something, but he still pretended to be dead. At this time, his good impression of the fat man disappeared immediately before he could stay in his heart for a moment.

"Hmph, I don't care whether you really don't know or you pretend not to know, but we still have to abide by the rules of our library. These are the rules set by the sect master." The young fat disciple thought to himself, I have stayed here for so long.

, you didn’t even have the chance to go in and watch the exercises. When you came here, did you really think you were in the back garden of your own home? You could just go in if you wanted? You could just watch if you wanted to?

After hearing what this young disciple said, Murong Chutian was startled in his heart. What kind of rules does the Kung Fu method need? He immediately asked: "I don't know what the rules that senior brother mentioned are?"

"I am a colleague here, and I am also following the orders of the sect master and master. I have no intention of embarrassing you. Junior brother, don't worry about it. I will tell you now." The young fat disciple is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

As a disciple of this sect leader, we should try our best not to make enemies with him, and just push the responsibility upwards.

"How could it be? Senior brother, please tell me?" Murong Chutian's face looked extremely sincere, but he was cursing wildly in his heart. You damn fat man, don't do this to me, just let it go! Don't you just want to get rid of it?

Is there any benefit for me here? There are so many reasons.

"Okay, this library has always had a rule. Regardless of whether you are here to copy Kung Fu or watch other Kung Fu, you must charge a certain amount of spiritual energy based on the level of the Kung Fu you want to copy or watch.

Stone." After the young fat disciple finished speaking, he glanced at Murong Chutian again, then found a chair and sat down.

Murong Chutian didn't expect that this immortal cultivator was just like the mortals, and he also had to pay attention to business? It completely subverted the situation he had imagined. It seemed that this immortal cultivator was not immune to the vulgarity. He suddenly cursed in his heart: "You damn fat man!

Do you just want spiritual stones? I have plenty of them." But when I looked back, I thought, who knows if this guy could rip off someone? He still can't expose his current family background.

"Senior brother, I'm so sorry. Junior brother is really poor. You know, a person like me who just joined the sect, what kind of wealth do I have? I have three spiritual stones here, please accept them." Murong Chu

After Tian finished speaking, he hurriedly patted the storage bag, and three low-grade spiritual stones were delivered to the young fat disciple.

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After seeing this, the young fat disciple looked like he couldn't laugh or cry, and the corner of his mouth twitched a little. He cursed in his heart: "Are you an idiot? Are you using this thing to send beggars away, or do you really think I am an idiot?"

"Junior brother, do you really think you can go in and see the exercises like this, or are you deceiving me, senior brother?" The young fat disciple finally managed to squeeze out these words from his mouth.

"Brother, how dare I be disrespectful to you? Junior brother really doesn't have any spiritual stones!" Murong Chutian looked very embarrassed. But in his heart, he cursed: "I just lied to you. What's wrong? There is no good thing in this library of yours!"

Seeing Murong Chutian's expression, the young fat disciple may have realized that the disciple of the sect leader in front of him might be such a pauper. Then he shook his head and said helplessly: "Junior brother, it's not that I don't want to help you, there are rules here.

If I let you in, I will have to pay for it myself. There are restrictions here. How many people have entered and who has entered is very simple for my master and the sect to know. Don't embarrass senior brother.

Okay?"

"Senior brother, I'm just here to see the skills. Isn't it enough if I don't copy them?" Murong Chutian said with a pleading look on his face.

"Junior brother, I have five levels here. The lowest level requires at least ten low-grade spiritual stones for the kung fu, the second level requires fifty low-grade spiritual stones, the third level requires one hundred low-grade spiritual stones, and

For the fourth and fifth floors, you need medium-grade spiritual stones or above. The prerequisite is that within three hours, if the spiritual stones exceed three hours, additional spiritual stones will be required. If you want to copy the skills of the lowest layer, you need to add ten

A low-grade spiritual stone."

"Let's take a look at the bottom floor first. The bottom floor only has twenty low-grade spiritual stones at most, which is simply negligible to me?" Murong Chutian said with ecstasy in his heart. Isn't it only twenty low-grade spiritual stones at most? I have plenty.

The damn fat man will give it to you in a moment.

"Ah, you want twenty low-grade spiritual stones? Senior brother, can you give me a better discount?" Murong Chutian didn't know how thick-skinned he was. With his current net worth, he should be considered extremely rich among the disciples of the same level.

After planting it, he actually learned to ask for it

He bargained with the price. It is estimated that this trick was probably learned from Han Bing'er, and Han Bing'er's performance was not in vain. Now that Murong Chutian knows the wonderful uses of these spiritual stones, he can save one piece for sure in the future.

It will also come in handy.

"I'm sorry, junior brother, there is no bargaining here!" The young fat disciple was furious when he heard this, and his chubby face turned slightly blue. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said. During the time he came to this library, he had never encountered this before.

I have experienced such depressing things. Are you mistaken? Is this guy really a disciple of the sect master? He actually did such a thing!

"Well, since senior brother is in trouble, it seems that I have no choice but to give up all my wealth." Murong Chutian showed great reluctance, and it took him a long time to take out ten low-grade spiritual stones from the storage bag.

The fat young disciple took these spiritual stones and was speechless. Does this brat think this is a vegetable market for mortals? He gave Murong Chutian a blank look, then waved with one hand, and agreed to go in.

Since he had left the Lingshi to read a book, there was no need to be polite to this damn fat man. In addition, Murong Chutian hated people in the library, so he just walked in with a flick of his sleeves.