Looking at Ye Chenfeng, who was a little high-spirited, the Burst Blood Pattern Tiger glared at him, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Feng, you must not forget the pain of the scar."

On that day, although you had a whim and defeated Xia Yang with the power of a breakthrough, your strength was not promoted quickly because of the dragon in your body. Such hidden dangers must be guarded against. ”

The hesitation on Ye Chenfeng's face gradually subsided, and he nodded, feeling a real headache for the thin little dragon who both loved and hated.

The Burst Flame Blood Pattern Tiger glanced at Ye Chenfeng and didn't say anything more. He once again acted as the shopkeeper, turned into a fiery red light and shadow, and burrowed into Ye Chenfeng's body.

Ye Chenfeng knew in his heart that this was the Flame Blood-Patterned Tiger who wanted to do it for himself, and he didn't want to interfere too much with Ye Chenfeng's cultivation career in Tianyun Academy.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Chenfeng, who was originally thinking like a mess in his head, gradually regained his clarity.

He simply ate some dry food, then put on the Tianyun courtyard uniform, forcefully pushed the blue-black Xuantie Cave door open, and then raised his hand to block the slightly dazzling sunlight, and walked out of the No. 7 inferior cave snatched from Xia Yang's hands.

After a short time, Ye Chenfeng walked through the azure ancient wooden plank road that connected Little Sumeru Mountain and the Qi Pavilion.

After about an hour's effort, he came to the exquisite pavilion about 100 zhang high, on which there was a gilded big character: instrument!

Looking up at this majestic and exquisite pavilion like a mountain, Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but sigh at the magic workmanship, and admired Tianyun Academy's generosity even more.

The Pavilion is divided into five floors, from low to high, and each floor has a different purpose.

The ground floor space is the most complicated, where you can trade precious materials and receive bounty tasks.

On the second floor, there is the student area, which is equipped with large and small martial arts halls for students to learn and communicate.

The third floor is the teaching area, which is dedicated to the daily study of the method of refining instruments by instructors and students.

The fourth layer of space is the Scripture Pavilion, which contains a large number of ancient recipes and is the core of the resources of the Pavilion.

As for the topmost space, there is the council hall on the upper floor of the cabinet.

Ye Chenfeng had already learned from the mouth of the Blue River that the four exquisite pavilions of Tianyun Academy were all centered on the giant pillars in the attic, and they were built in this order. With the bottom in his heart, he didn't stop and walked quickly into the bottom space of the Pavilion.

Entering the ground floor space, Ye Chenfeng had a strange feeling as if he was in another world.

In the center of the space, a huge pillar with no ceiling connects the ground floor and the top space. The ground floor space is bustling and crowded.

Ye Chenfeng looked around and smacked his lips. He had never seen such a lively scene.

He wandered around and immersed himself in the noise.

After a while, a young man with an unattractive appearance attracted Ye Chenfeng's attention. To be precise, it was some dusty thing on the shabby stall in front of the boy.

Ye Chenfeng stopped his pace and secretly glanced at the young man with a cold face. The young man was dressed in a blue and white Tianyun courtyard uniform, sitting cross-legged and not saying a word, looking out of place with the surrounding noise.

Although the cold young man saw Ye Chenfeng coming over curiously, he obviously didn't want to pay attention to it, and he didn't greet him, just quietly watched Ye Chenfeng's every move.

Ye Chenfeng was not too dirty, so he casually looked through the many things on the tattered stall.

He seemed to be a little careless: "Your Excellency, these things are full of dust and aura, how is it different from those mortal things?"

The cold young man's face remained unchanged, and he cherished the words like gold: "If you don't buy it, you can leave." ”

Ye Chenfeng was happy in his heart, and his interest in people became stronger and stronger. Even if others try their best, they still have to worry about not being able to attract guests, but he is good, so cold and arrogant, no wonder there are many people.

But obviously, Ye Chenfeng would not leave so easily.

He looked at the things on the stall again, and finally weighed a hard rock shaped like black charcoal, and asked with a bright smile: "Looking at the remnants of this black stone with a trace of strange patterns, a curiosity arose in my heart, I wonder if Your Excellency can cut your love and sell it to you?"

"Fifteen pieces of Yanjing ore, or one hundred and fifty pieces of low-grade Tianjing. Fixed price, don't buy, go. The young man who cherished words like gold finally said a few more words.

Ye Chenfeng frowned, fifteen pieces of Yanjing ore, this price is not low. Although Tianyun Academy does not prohibit the use of Tianjing, in order to highlight the importance of Yanjing ore, the academy stipulates that ten pieces of low-grade Tianjing can be exchanged for one piece of Yanjing ore.

Such unequal transactions can be regarded as dispelling the luck psychology of some lazy students who are well-off and want to take advantage of opportunism.

Although the cold young lion opened his mouth, Ye Chenfeng still chose to buy the strange black stone.

For no other reason, the Flame Blood-Patterned Tiger snorted lightly as it passed by. He reminded Ye Chenfeng that although he didn't know the specific origin of this strange black stone, he could sense a faint fluctuation of spiritual power from it.

Although this fluctuation may seem faint, it gives people a rather extraordinary feeling!

With these words, even if Ye Chenfeng was in pain, he completely believed in the judgment of the Burst Flame Blood Pattern Tiger.

After receiving one hundred and fifty pieces of low-grade Tianjing, the young man looked at Ye Chenfeng like a wronged man. Although he also knew that the black stone had some origins, he couldn't do his best.

In desperation, he put it on the stall and discarded it.

Ye Chenfeng took the cold strange black stone, touched his nose a little embarrassedly, didn't say much, turned around and left.

Slowly passing through the bustling crowd, Ye Chenfeng stopped at a stone pillar that was dozens of zhang wide and reached the sky. He looked up, but he couldn't see his head, so he couldn't help but smash his mouth.

This stone pillar that leads to heaven is the teleportation channel for the various layers of the Pavilion. Practitioners only need to pour spiritual power into it, and they can enter the stone pillar and teleport to the upper space of the Instrument Pavilion. The same is true for the down.

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, and his slender and white palm was attached to the stone pillar in front of him, crossing a stream of pure spiritual power into it.

Suddenly, this heavenly stone pillar let out a low humming sound, and then a powerful suction force sucked Ye Chenfeng, who was caught off guard, into the stone pillar.

Without waiting for Ye Chenfeng to react, his figure rushed into the sky at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, under the coaxing of the stone pillar, and reached the second layer of the Pavilion.

Ye Chenfeng exclaimed in surprise, and after a few breaths, he was "spit out" by the stone pillar. He stumbled and fell to the ground.

Dizzy, the feeling of nausea was surging, and he finally couldn't help it and vomited all the dry food in his stomach. Ye Chenfeng, whose limbs were weak, was pale and looked weak.

At this time, a thin old man who was not surprised by this came over, handed Ye Chenfeng a pill, and then used his spiritual power to burn all the filth on the ground into nothingness.

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng was a little hesitant, the old man blew his beard and glared, "Could it be that the old man will openly mutilate the students in the Instrument Pavilion? If so, how can the old man live here for decades!"

Ye Chenfeng was helpless, so he had to take the pill in his hand in disbelief. Fortunately, although the old man had a violent temper, his words were still credible.

Ye Chenfeng, who had recovered from the situation, hurriedly thanked him, and the old man twisted his head, obviously not accepting Ye Chenfeng's thanks.

Ye Chenfeng's face was embarrassed, and he was about to explain something, but the old man spoke first: "Boy, the old man's duty is to clean up all the obstructions and filth in this space, this is my business, you don't need to say more." ”

Ye Chenfeng suddenly felt that although he had heard that Lan He had said that he should pay more attention to the stone pillar, but when he really reached the critical moment, he deeply felt the abomination of the person who designed the stone pillar.

The thing that crosses people, such a hurry is inappropriate, it is really ill-intentioned!

Ye Chenfeng, who was really not treated by the old man, had to leave in disgrace, he looked back at the lean old man again, but found that the old man with a bad temper had already left his place and did not know where to go.

After shaking his head, Ye Chenfeng turned around and continued to walk forward.

He didn't know that the old man who was originally missing was smiling in the distance: "It's a little interesting, but I don't know if this kid can unlock the secret of Xuangangyan." If I can solve it, I have a bit of fate with the old man. ”

Ye Chenfeng, who didn't know anything about this, looked around and found that in the second layer of the Instrument Pavilion, as Lan He said, there were all kinds of martial arts halls of all sizes.

These martial arts halls are of different shapes, and the plaques hanging on the halls are also different. Some of them are domineering and leaky, and some of the mountains and rivers are not obvious, but they are quite funny.

Ye Chenfeng, who had good perception, noticed that in these martial arts halls, a powerful aura was raging, and the power was amazing.

Even, the aura emanating from some of the martial arts halls was extremely close to the Blue River! This seemingly calm second layer was Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Ye Chenfeng looked around, and the battle intent in his eyes gradually condensed. Fortunately, he stopped in time, and he knew that his purpose was not here today, so he didn't waste any more time, and returned to the location of the stone pillar of Tongtian.

Learning the lesson of the last time, Ye Chenfeng made full preparations this time, and finally no longer felt vomiting, but his face was still a little ugly.

It seems that it will take some time to get used to this torturous teleportation channel.

Stroking his undulating chest and abdomen, Ye Chenfeng let out a breath and entered an antique academy.

The academy covers an area of more than 20 acres, and countless exquisite and elegant buildings in the courtyard are scattered, and the green plants are densely scattered, which seems to be full of vitality.

There is a deep and lonely pool in the courtyard, the pool water is green and secluded, like a piece of agate with magnificent color, inlaid in the ancient academy, adding a bit of mystery.

Standing in the quaint academy, Ye Chenfeng's somewhat impatient heart was also silent at this moment.

He noticed that above the deep pool, seventy-two delicate, colorful lotus flowers grew. On top of these lotus flowers, figures sat with their eyes closed.

In the middle of the deep pool, there is a lotus flower that is the most delicate and moving. But, the flowers are beautiful, and the people are more beautiful!

The person who meditates on the lotus flower is beautiful and dusty, the skin is whiter than snow, and the green silk is like a waterfall. Under her upright nose, her ruddy mouth is like a green cherry, and she is beautiful and delicious. Her slender white index finger rested on top of her slender middle finger in a mystical gesture. She was so incomprehensible that nothing in the world could disturb her state of mind.

Ye Chenfeng had never seen such a beautiful person, and with this appearance, Zhao Ling'er must be ashamed of himself when he saw it. He was stunned on the spot, his mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't know what to do.

The woman with her beautiful eyes slightly closed slowly opened her eyes, looking at Ye Chenfeng, whose posture was really funny, her voice was ethereal and pleasant, as if she was a fairy in the world: "Old Zhou has already told me about you, since you have chosen the Pavilion of Instruments, then come and sit down." ”

Ye Chenfeng didn't know how he jumped on the delicate lotus flower under him, there was no condensation of thoughts in his mind, he just sat down cross-legged and listened to the words of the beautiful woman.

Quietly watching Ye Chenfeng sit down, the beautiful woman said softly to the Qi Pavilion students who were a few feet away: "Everything is as usual. ”

"Respectfully follow Mr. Teachings!" The Pavilion students above the lotus all responded in unison, and there were no fluctuations in their moods due to Ye Chenfeng's arrival.