As a keeper of the Sutra Pavilion, you will become stronger by reading!

Thinking about the people I have met in the Sutra Pavilion during this period, they are so diverse and diverse.

He subconsciously excluded himself!

Well, he's not a masochist!

We do it for practice!

"Senior brother, are you getting benefits from the "Ti Jing"?"

Qin Feng chuckled and took down the "Ti Jing" from the bookshelf.

Wang Zhan smiled slightly and did not answer, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell from his expression that he must have gained something.

Since he had gained something, Qin Feng did not persuade him any more.

Instead, he silently watched Wang Zhan's practice.

On Wang Zhan's side, he still chose to make the first move.

Severe pain instantly swept through his body, but after the last encounter with broken bones, his physical strength was a bit higher than before.

This gave him hope that he could go further in the spiritual light realm.

He doesn't just want to be the third in the spiritual light realm, he wants to be the first in the spiritual light realm.

Attack the core disciples with the first position.

With such a belief in his heart, Wang Zhan's endurance reached a level that he could not even imagine.

"Kaka~"

The sound between bones made Wang Zhan's face begin to sweat continuously until a certain moment.

"Click!" A sound!

Well, last time it was two ribs and two leg bones.

This time it was better, all the limbs were broken, not only that, but four ribs were also broken.

Wang Zhan groaned in pain, then looked at Qin Feng with his eyes, and then glanced hard outside the Scripture Pavilion.

"understood!"

Qin Feng made an OK gesture, quickly walked out of the Scripture Collection Pavilion, and then brought Old Man Xiao back.

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Old Xiao was speechless. This disciple probably had a bad brain and was seriously ill.

He remembered that this "Ti Jing" was not meant for people to practice at all, yet this guy was still practicing vigorously.

Afterwards, he once again used his strength to help Wang Zhan reconnect the broken bones, and then left the Sutra Pavilion directly.

Wang Zhan looked at Qin Feng, who made a don't worry gesture, and then helped Wang Zhan out of the Scripture Collection Pavilion.

"Senior Brother Wang, walk slowly, don't send me away!"

Qin Feng waved his hand, then turned around and entered the Scripture Collection Pavilion.

? ? ?

Wang Zhan's fists were clenched tightly and made a loud banging sound!

Madhu, this guy is a dog!

Gan, if I trust him again next time, I will be a dog!

Wang Zhan cried when he thought about the distance between the Sutra Pavilion and his residence.

Last time it was midnight, but this time it was daytime.

He still wants to lose face!

Blanch!

It wasn't until this moment that he remembered what Qian Hong had told him about how good Qin Feng, the guardian of the Sutra Pavilion, was at torturing people.

He didn't believe it before, but now he believes it, Mad!

"You still want me to give it to him? Are you kidding? I almost don't have enough time to make my own talisman, so I still want to give it to you?"

Qin Feng obviously had no intention of sending Wang Zhan back. After all, he didn't have much time left.

The best spiritual talisman must be refined in the next few days.

Otherwise, he would have to pack up and leave the Sutra Pavilion.

"Sister Yu, thank you~"

"It really helped me a lot!"

Lin Rou looked at Zhou Yu in front of her with surprise on her face, holding the disciple nameplate tightly in her hand.

Just now, she and Zhou Yu had just returned from completing a mission outside, and she had gained a lot of points by following Zhou Yu.

A total of one hundred and ten points, plus the ten points she had left last time, it was exactly one hundred and twenty points.

She could also go to the Scripture Collection Pavilion and find Qin Feng to settle the accounts.

When she thought of that guy, Lin Rou was so angry that her teeth itched.

During this period of time, she tried countless methods, but she couldn't find her soul.

You know, if there is no soul, then all her cultivation will be lost.

Thinking that this might be the result, Lin Rou went crazy.

However, in her current state, she had to regain her soul to recover. Otherwise, she would only be able to recover her memory for a limited time within a week.

If I had known earlier, I would not have entered Jiuxiao Holy Land so recklessly.

Who could have known that he would actually fall into such a big trap in the hands of that little thief.

"It's all my own sisters. Why are you so grateful?"

"It's you, you haven't come to see me during this time, I miss you!"

Zhou Yu grabbed Lin Rou's hands, and the latter's body trembled slightly and became numb.

She almost forgot that this woman's hobbies were a bit special.

But her orientation is normal.

"Ah ~ Sister Yu, shouldn't I seize the time to practice? After all, you have gone to the outer sect. If I don't work hard, the gap between you and me will become wider and wider. I won't be willing to accept it then!"

Lin Rou smiled guiltily.

"That's right, you are already in the late stage of marrow cleansing, and you are about to build the foundation."

"Is the Foundation Establishment Pill ready?"

"Ready!"

"Then I'll be waiting for you at the outer door!"

After Zhou Yu touched Lin Rou's hands, he let go with some reluctance and turned around to leave.

Lin Rou felt completely out of sorts, but she still had to regain her composure and settle the score with Qin Feng.

After all, she had to get a definite answer from Qin Feng as to where her soul had gone.

When she thought of this, she got a headache, because there were two immortal guys on the thirteenth floor of the Sutra-Deposit Pavilion or outside the Sutra-Deposit Pavilion.

"Lin Rou, Lin Rou, why did you provoke him in the first place?"

"You decide whether you deserve it or not. It's all your own fault that it's come to this point."

Lin Rou felt extremely regretful. If she provoked Qin Feng again, she would be like a dog!

"Menger~"

On the other side, Ye Menger heard someone calling her, so she turned around.

"Uncle Feng? Are you looking for me?"

Ye Meng'er blinked her eyes. The woman in front of her undoubtedly revealed an aura of luxury from the inside out, and her whole body was enveloped by a strange medicinal fragrance.

He is one of the best spirit-level alchemists in the Alchemy Academy.

And her master is none other than Vice Dean Yang Xue.

That's right, she is Lan Ying's junior sister and Yang Xue's close disciple. Within two years of being admitted to the sect, she has gone from being a novice with no experience in alchemy to being able to refine perfect aura realm elixirs. Level alchemist.

"Let me ask you something, do you know Qin Feng?"

"Ah? What's wrong?"

When Ye Meng'er heard Fengling's words, she became stupefied.

Fengling frowned, surprised by Ye Meng'er's change.

"I heard that he used his Bronze Skin Realm cultivation to refine the Perfect Foundation Establishment Realm Three Yuan Pill, right?"

"That's what happened!"

"That'll do!"

A flash of divine light flashed across Fengling's eyes. She wanted to see what the secrets of the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion keeper who was extremely talented in alchemy that had been rumored in the Alchemy Academy in the past two days were really like.

She didn't bully him either. Wasn't it the Foundation Building Realm Sanyuan Dan?

They just try this!

Recently I saw some readers who may not like the plot where the protagonist cheats people. In fact, regarding this point, the protagonist did not do it on purpose from the beginning. After all, he only memorized the locations of so many classics and has not finished them all. It was an unintentional mistake. The consequence is that others think they are cheating him, but in fact the only one who is really cheating is Lin Rou. Later, neither Zhang Tao nor Xiao Zhang is cheating, right? In addition, if you don’t like other aspects of the plot, the author can describe it less. The author has his own story line, and he also hopes to write this book well. After all, writing a book is not easy, and it cannot satisfy every reader. He can only do his best and listen to fate.