a great harvest
birds choose good trees to live on, men choose gentlemen, and hearts choose kind friends.
the choice was very important.
indeed, there was no limit to the number of secret skills that each person could master.
however, the learning process was simple.
in one stage, if one did not completely grasp the scroll that had already been absorbed and rashly absorbed a second one, then it would be a waste.
then, the mark left on the first set would be erased and turned into nothing.
in order to master a better and more suitable secret technique in a limited time, the master had to weigh the gains and losses and make a choice.
he hesitated.
jiang feng took the second mystic general rank scroll.
although he didn't know what it was for the time being.
but it shouldn't be too far off.
after all, this was xu rong's collection. it was too trashy and not in line with his taste.