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    (Thank you all for your support, and please ask for more votes!) The small room is fully equipped with a toilet, a bedroom, and a small kitchen. There is also a lot of food in the kitchen. It is estimated that it can be used according to Wu Hao's appetite.  Eat for half a year.  Wu Hao looked at all this and watched Elder Liu's back disappear into the corridor. He smiled bitterly. He didn't know if it was worth it, but then he thought about it. Anyway, he was a handyman disciple in the backyard and was imprisoned and couldn't leave the Infinite Sect.  I can¡¯t learn martial arts yet.  When I came to the Martial Arts Pavilion, I was imprisoned, no different, but the security was tighter and there was less possibility of sneaking out.  However, it is possible to learn martial arts.  Wu Hao couldn't help but wanted to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion to read various secret books, but he knew that now was not the time. Although he lived there, he still had to wait until it was open every day before he could go in, but when he left at night  It will be later because he needs to clean everywhere.  After tidying up a little and making something to eat, Wu Hao lay on the bed and got ready to sleep. This was the first time he cooked a meal of white rice alone, which was not leftover by others, and it was also the first time he slept in his own warm bed.  , was not forced to sleep in the firewood shed, I felt a lot of emotions for a while, and even had new plans for the future.  The opportunity to practice martial arts is right in front of you.  Although he has passed the age of fifteen and basically has no chance to succeed in his studies, Wu Hao will not give up.  "Huh?" Wu Hao stretched out his palm and touched the wall, and immediately felt a series of scratches, which were arranged neatly and at almost the same intervals.  "This is to record time?" After thinking about it for a moment, Wu Hao suddenly understood and felt helpless.  The previous handyman disciple who lived here must have been lonely and helpless for a long time, and could not even remember the time, so he carved traces on this wall to record the time at a time, so as not to become a stranger in the mountains who does not know the sun and the moon.  man of.  This is not a sophisticated method. I think there is only a method like this to record the world here. The temperature in the Martial Arts Pavilion is almost the same all year round. Advanced methods are deployed inside to judge seasonal changes based on the temperature.  None of the methods work.  Even, except for the hall outside, there is no light in other places.  However, these are nothing to Wu Hao. When he was engaged in scientific research on earth in his previous life, he often stayed at the experimental base for many years in order to conquer a topic. Apart from experimental equipment, he rarely communicated with other people. Speaking of which, it is also different from the current situation.  The situation is similar.  Lying on the bed, Wu Hao thought about what he would do when he went to the Martial Arts Pavilion tomorrow, and slowly fell into a dream.  Ding A crisp sound woke Wu Hao up. This was the sound of the door opening in the martial arts pavilion hall outside. The sound spread to the surroundings to remind Wu Hao and the diligent disciples outside that they could enter.  Wu Hao hurriedly got up, washed up, ate some of yesterday's leftover meal, and hurried towards the corridor.  Walking out of the corridor, there were guards behind the Martial Arts Pavilion. Wu Hao handed his identity card to the guards for a look, and the guards let him in. Both guards were masters with white beards and hair, and there was no difficulty for someone like Wu Hao.  Poor man.  Brooms, rags, mops and other things were all placed there, but Wu Hao was shocked by the bookshelves in front of him that contained martial arts secrets.  In the center of the hall, there are more than a dozen huge bookshelves with dense secret books on them.  There are also bookshelves hanging on the surrounding walls, and they are also filled with densely packed books. This is only the first floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion, which contains the lowest level secret books. There are two floors above.  Wu Hao was shocked in his heart. According to the information he got from those disciples, Wuliang Sect is just a low-level sect, but it has so many martial arts collections. What kind of grand scene is it among those high-level sects and top sects?  Wu Hao couldn¡¯t imagine it.  "Sure enough, this is the golden age of martial arts!" Wu Hao hurriedly calmed down and went to do his job honestly - cleaning.  Also take a look at the status of martial arts secrets here.  After walking around, I saw that the secret books on each bookshelf were categorized, including boxing, swordsmanship, knife skills, stick skills, etc. Most of them were swordsmanship, and there were several bookshelves with various swordsmanship.  .  After a while, disciples of the Infinite Sect came in one after another to select the secret cultivation books. After selecting, they would copy them in the copying area over there and take away the copybooks. They were originally left here for other disciples to copy.  After the disciples have finished copying, they must register it and let the guards check to make sure it is not damaged before they can leave.  Wu Hao wiped the bookshelf and table clean at the Boxing Secrets, and at the same time carefully looked at what the Boxing Secrets here contained.? can be chosen.  Almost all disciples in the Wuliang Sect pursue lethality. The world of warriors is also measured by strength and combat effectiveness, so few people practice boxing. Unless they have no choice, they will choose boxing to practice, which is also a minor.  "Soaring Fist, a first-level martial skill, has a body-refining effect." Wu Hao did not deny it directly. The first-level martial skill is indeed the lowest level of martial skill, but the entire floor is a first-level martial skill.  Those on the second floor are all second-level martial arts, and those on the third floor are third-level martial arts. It is said that the most advanced martial arts in the Wuliang Sect are third-level martial arts.  But according to legend, the highest level of martial arts is the ninth level, and there are even mythical god-level martial arts that exceed the ninth level.  After flipping through a few pages of Soaring Fist Technique without leaving any trace, Wu Hao gave up. He saw through the essence of a warrior's initial training, which was to achieve the three realms of body training, tendon reshaping, bone training, and marrow refining. There were no such three realms.  Boxing techniques that have realm effects are not advisable.  However, having said that, the boxing techniques that can achieve the effects of these three realms are all advanced martial arts, and they are almost difficult to find on the first level.  ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:::??????????????????????????? but there is nothing that Wu Hao wants is what he wants. In order not to make people suspicious, Wu Hao quickly changed places to look at swordsmanship and the like.  There were more and more disciples. In order to reduce the trouble, Wu Hao took the initiative to rest in the corridor at the back. He hardly took a rest all morning, and that floor was wiped clean most of the summer vacation.  When there were fewer people at noon, Wu Hao continued his work.  "Manniu Boxing, a first-level martial skill, has a body-refining effect." Wu Hao put down one book again and looked at the next one with an expressionless face.  No one noticed Wu Hao. The disciples of the sect were all either rich or noble, and they paid no attention to slave-like handyman disciples like Wu Hao.  "Huh?" When Wu Hao's rag was wiping on a desk, his expression suddenly changed, and he tapped lightly with a finger, and there was a hollow sound - it was empty.  He reached out and lifted up the wooden board on the table without leaving a trace. Looking around, no one was paying attention to him. He quickly put his hand deep inside and touched something. He took it out without looking and stuffed it into his arms. Then he removed the wooden board on the table.  Put it away, press it hard, and quickly turn around and walk towards other places.
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