Gu Tian picked up a book called War Thunder Techniques and opened it to take a look.
There were some simple thunder control techniques in it.
The release speed of this War Thunder Technique is okay, but its power is very small.
It can be used by Inner Strength Realm warriors, but it is useless in battles between Xiantian Realm warriors.
He reached out and flipped through Zhan Lei Jue and quickly put it back on the bookshelf.
He moved a few steps to the side and came to the bookshelf on the other side.
He pulled out a book of combat skills and techniques from it.
He opened it and looked at it for a few times before shaking his head.
Put it back again.
"Senior Brother Gu, what's the matter with these combat skills that I don't like?"
Seeing Gu Tian shaking his head, Li Xiaodao stood aside and said, "The War Thunder Jue just now is my major combat skill.
As long as I practice it to a great level, I can use it with one hand."
Controlling the Thunder Snake and being extremely fast, ordinary warriors in the Inner Strength Realm would not have time to react before they were hit."
In his opinion, these advanced combat skills are powerful, fast, easy to acquire, and not difficult to practice.
They are most suitable for the cultivation of inner strength warriors like them.
But what he didn't expect was that Gu Tian was different from other warriors in the Inner Strength Realm.
Any palm he swung at will was no less than a strike in the early Xiantian stage.
Therefore, the combat skills practiced by ordinary warriors in the inner strength realm cannot be seen by him, unless they are innate combat skills such as the nine postures of Bengshan.
"You read here while I look elsewhere."
Gu Tian said to Li Xiaodao, turned around and left the bookshelf, walked through a narrow aisle, and returned to the square table in front of the Sutra Pavilion.
Standing still, he said respectfully to the old man behind the other table: "This junior is here to thank the senior for his guidance last time.
I didn't bring too much wine this time.
I will definitely bring more next time."
The silver-haired old man opened his eyes slightly, picked up the jug at hand, put the spout into his mouth, took a sip, then took the jug away, held it in his arms, opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "That book on combat techniques A few moves, but you must know that you can’t bite off more than you can chew.
There are thousands of techniques in the Civil War in Zangjing Pavilion, and it’s impossible to practice them all.”
"I have mastered the first five of the nine postures of Collapsing Mountain and can use them skillfully.
As for the following few postures, they are too difficult and I can't understand them at the moment."
Gu Tian replied.
"Only five moves, what do you mean you have completely mastered the first five moves."
The silver-haired old man sat up from the recliner, his eyes widened in confusion, "Boy, you must have mastered the first five moves."
The silver-haired old man's aura instantly expanded, and he didn't even look drunk at all.
His eyes were even more piercing, staring closely at Gu Tian's body, as if he was looking at a rare thing.
Seeing Gu Tian nod his head in confirmation, he still didn't believe it.
He stretched out his dry hands from under the square table and grabbed Gu Tian's wrist.
Gu Tian was startled and subconsciously dodged back, but the dry palm still grabbed at him.
No matter how he dodged, the palm of the silver-haired old man was always like a cone attached to the bone, never leaving his left and right sides.
He dodged very quickly, but the dry palm was even faster.
A series of shadows flashed through the air, and he was about to be caught.
At this time, the silver-haired old man sighed and retracted his hand at the same time.
"That's all, I'm just an alcoholic.
I haven't been interested in worldly affairs for a long time.
It's just a pity."
The silver-haired old man sighed and shook his head, then looked at Gu Tian and said: "On the innermost bookshelf, there is a book about the combat skills of body movements. , take it back and practice.
As for what happened just now, don’t mention it to anyone.”
After the silver-haired old man finished speaking, he leaned back on the lounge chair, raised his leg to the other leg, picked up the wine bottle in his hand, closed his eyes, and hummed an unknown tune in his mouth, looking like he was enjoying himself.
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As for the pressure brought by the momentum just now, it disappeared into nothingness, as if it had never appeared.
Gu Tian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Although he guessed that the silver-haired old man was extraordinary in strength, he did not expect that his momentum alone was no less than the five Five Elements Sect masters he had seen in the martial arts field.
He took two steps back, turned around, and went to the place where the silver-haired old man said.
He walked through the passage between the two bookshelves and walked to the end.
There were floors full of various combat skills and techniques.
After searching for a while, I finally found the combat skills about body skills mentioned by the silver-haired old man next to a book of palm skills and combat skills.
This combat skill is quite special.
Unlike other combat skills, it is divided into three levels: junior high, high school and high.
It doesn't even have a name, only a few thin pages of paper and a few pictures.
Looking through these pages carefully, Gu Tian firmly remembered the contents above and simulated the actions recorded above in his mind.
Soon, his mind was immersed in it.
"Senior Brother Gu, why are you standing here?
I thought you left alone."
Li Xiaodao held a gray combat skill in his hand, walked around the bookshelf, and walked over.
When he came closer, he saw that Gu Tian ignored him and instead stared at the pages of paper in his hand.
He curiously stretched his head and took a look above, and found that there were several pictures on the paper.
He didn't understand.
He didn't read so many combat skills, but he was interested in a few pictures without any markings.
Could it be that it was a book on advanced combat skills?
Li Xiaodao stood on tiptoe beside Gu Tian, stretched his neck, and focused his eyes entirely on those pictures.
After a long time, his neck felt sore, and he didn't see anything special about those pictures, so he finally gave up.
Gu Tian stood facing walls on both sides.
Next to one of the walls was a square table with a round stool underneath, which was used to copy combat techniques and techniques.
Li Xiaodao left Gu Tian and walked in the direction of the square table.
When he got close, he sat down on a round stool, put the combat skills book in his hand on the square table, picked up the pen, and started copying.
After he finished copying the combat skills in his hand, he turned to look at Gu Tian and found that Gu Tian was still standing motionless like a puppet, his eyes fixed on the pictures in his hand.
"Senior Brother Gu has gone crazy.
Are these broken pictures so good?"
Li Xiaodao rested his arm on the square table, rested his chin on his palm, and murmured to himself.
Not long after he finished speaking, a red light suddenly appeared in Gu Tian's hand, and then the pages of paper began to burn, and finally turned into little sparks.
Looking at the pages of paper again, they had already burned into ashes, and came out with a gust of breeze. , completely dissipated in mid-air.
Li Xiaodao, who witnessed the whole process, suddenly jumped up from the round stool, walked to Gu Tian's side in a few steps, grabbed Gu Tian's arm, and whispered: "Let's go quickly."
Before Gu Tian could react, he was already dragged out of the Sutra Pavilion by Li Xiaodao.
He only stopped after walking some distance away.
"Senior Brother Gu, you are awesome."
Li Xiaodao gave Gu Tian a thumbs up, "The combat skills and techniques in the Sutra Pavilion are all originals or manuscripts.
Even if they seem to be of no use at all, they cannot be destroyed.
If this is discovered, you will definitely be expelled from the sect."
Li Xiaodao patted his chest with lingering fear.
He really couldn't understand why Gu Tian was so bold and dared to burn the combat skills and techniques in the Sutra Pavilion.
Could it be that the people whose names appeared on the screen wall were more courageous: