I may be a fake fairy

Ouyang Tian scratched his head in embarrassment, he didn't do it on purpose, he was still very embarrassed to make the current situation.

"I have the holy spring of ghosts here, which can nourish the soul. It should be useful to you, right?" Ouyang Tian hurriedly took out the holy spring of ghosts.

The white-haired old man chuckled: "Ordinary soul-nourishing treasures have no effect on this old man, so don't waste your time!"

"Oh...Okay!" Ouyang Tian was about to take out the ghost spring, but he took it back when he heard what the old man said.

"Wait... what is this!" Suddenly the white-haired old man exclaimed.

"Ghost Holy Spring, the treasure of the ghost world!" Ouyang Tian shook the bottle in his hand, and the bottle was full of Ghost Holy Spring.

The white-haired old man gave Ouyang Tian a blank look. Did he really think he didn't know anything? The ghost world is just a mere lower world. The treasures bred by the ghost world are useless to immortals. His soul has been severely damaged, even those in the fairy world. Treasures that nourish the soul are hardly effective, let alone treasures from the lower realm?

But he felt extremely extraordinary power in this bottle of ghost holy spring, and his broken soul was desperately longing for this bottle of ghost holy spring.

"Open it!" the white-haired old man said impatiently.

"Oh!" Ouyang Tian opened the cork, and saw that the white-haired old man opened his mouth wide, and the bottle of Ghost Holy Spring was swallowed by the old man in the blink of an eye.

"Wonderful, wonderful, this holy spring of ghosts is simply wonderful!" The white-haired old man praised again and again, and the weak remnant soul unexpectedly regained its life.

"Is it useful?" Ouyang Tian looked nervously at the white-haired old man.

"Not bad, at least I can guarantee that I won't dissipate within a hundred days, so I have enough time to show you around this kung fu pavilion." The white-haired old man smiled slightly.

"Only a hundred days?" Ouyang Tian was taken aback.

"Don't be dissatisfied. It's good to have a hundred days more. I will teach you everything within a hundred days. How much you can comprehend depends on your own good fortune." The white-haired old man said.

"Eh... If I can find more Holy Spirit Springs, isn't it..."

"I appreciate your filial piety. This kind of treasure is extremely rare even in the prehistoric ancient fairy world. It is already extremely difficult for you to get a bottle. It is already unrealistic to get more. Don't worry, a hundred days is not much, but it is enough for me to teach you well." The white-haired old man said with a smile.

"But……"

"Okay, don't say any more, I'll show you around this kung fu pavilion first! I think this kung fu pavilion was the most mysterious place in Qinglian fairyland back then, and your father and I spent a lot of effort to find it. Establish this kung fu pavilion and collect a large number of immortal techniques, some of which are even the kung fu techniques of ancient gods and demons, and there are no powerful kung fu techniques that have been handed down in the ancient fairy world." The white-haired old man waved his sleeves In the blink of an eye, he and Ouyang Tian were under the starry sky.

Ouyang Tian looked at the dark starry sky curiously, there were only a few stars in this endless starry sky

glowing.

"Back then, there were billions of stars here, and the brilliance of the stars was dazzling!" Recalling the glory of the year, the old man in white sighed.

Just as Ouyang Tian was about to ask a question, he saw the white-haired old man make a move with his palm, and a ray of light fell in the distant starry sky. Standing in this ray, an incomparably vast amount of information flooded into Ouyang Tian's mind.

"Zixuan Devil Breaker Thunder!" Ouyang Tian's pupils shrank.

A star in this kung fu pavilion represents an immortal technique!

"Immortal method!" Ouyang Tian was amazed.

"That's right, every star is an immortal technique. Under this starry sky, there are a total of [-] scrolls of fairy techniques, each of which is a first-class skill in the ancient fairy world. Immortal scrolls are hidden the deepest, so even if the kung fu pavilion was destroyed back then, it was still preserved, and these [-] scrolls of immortals are the guarantee for your rise." The white-haired old man said.

"One thousand and eight hundred volumes of immortal techniques!" Ouyang Tian wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth. With these one thousand and eight hundred volumes of immortal techniques, he no longer has to worry about exercises.

"I don't know if this Zixuan Demon Breaking God Lei can be improved by the Golden Book of Immortal Techniques of the Supreme Purity." Ouyang Tian thought about it.

However, there was no response to the Shangqing Immortal Law Golden Book, as if he was not interested in the "Zi Xuan Po Demon God Thunder".

"Could it be that "Zi Xuan Po Demon God Thunder" and "Shang Qing Lei Fa" are at the same level?" Ouyang Tian couldn't help thinking.

"That's right, this "Zixuan Demon Breaking God Thunder" is a practice method treasured by Immortal King Qinglian, and it must be one of the strongest exercises in this prehistoric ancient fairy world. It is also different from "Shangqing Leifa"." Ouyang Tian The eyes light up.

"You can practice the exercises here slowly. As long as you can master the thousand-eight-hundred volumes of immortal arts, you will be able to protect yourself even if you enter the ancient fairy world." The white-haired old man said.

"Is there any "Imperial Treasure Technique" among these [-] volumes of exercises?" Ouyang Tian asked suddenly.

""Imperial Treasure Art"?" The white-haired old man was slightly taken aback, and it took a long time to recall that this "Imperial Treasure Art" is just a low-level fairy art, and it is impossible to be hidden in this starry sky.

"What do you want "Imperial Treasure Art" for?" The white-haired old man was taken aback.

"Manipulate the magic weapon. I only have the Foundation Establishment Realm now, so I can't use the magic weapon." Ouyang Tian said.

"Building the foundation..." The white-haired old man's face changed drastically, he took a closer look, and sure enough, Ouyang Tian was just a small foundation-building cultivator!

(End of this chapter)