The days passed slowly in the flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, two days passed, Mo Fan's spiritual power not only fully recovered, but also faintly had the momentum of taking a step forward.

When he was with the woman in the past two days, Mo Fan had no way to continue cultivating spiritual power, so he chatted with the woman every time, and learned some basic information about the other party from the conversation, and learned that the other party was from the Yan Demon Clan and had a nice name like Shangguan Ying.

When he has nothing to do, Mo Fan will also share the books he carries in the storage ring with the girl, exchange some books with the girl to watch, and read and chat with the bonfire in the dark night, which also has an indescribable flavor of the rivers and lakes, and it is in the dark cave, with the twinkling starlight in the mountains and forests, which is quite pleasant.

While reading books, Mo Fan noticed a strange phenomenon, a bookcase suddenly appeared in his spiritual mansion.

Because the spirit mansion was extremely empty and there was nothing before, Mo Fan had not entered it for a long time to check, but in the past few days, because he was interested in a small book that the girl borrowed from him, he silently recited the whole book, which led to a series of strange things that happened later.

It was one night, at the moment when Mo Fan had just finished memorizing the little book, there was a sudden rush call from the Spirit Mansion, and the boy hurriedly looked inside and looked into the body, and found that there was an extra stone cabinet in the Spirit Mansion at some point!

The stone cabinet is divided into five layers, one is wider than the other, and the back of the bookcase is obviously made of stone, but it looks extremely deep, like a starry sky with no end in sight.

At this time, in the bottom layer of this starry sky, there are dozens of books scattered around, Mo Fan swept his eyes, all of them were some books that he had memorized when he accompanied the third young master to study, including Zhuzi classics, poems and prose, I Ching hexagrams, etc., each of which seemed to be fresh in Mo Fan's memory, and at this time, in the corner of the bottom, a dark little book was slowly emerging, and if you looked closely, it was the one that Mo Fan had just memorized.

Isn't this Shangguan Ying's book, how did he come to his spiritual mansion......

What's going on......?

Mo Fan from the outside world looked down, and saw that the small book in his hand was the same as when he borrowed it, faintly reflecting the brilliance in the firelight, and did not run into his spiritual mansion.

But there is indeed an identical little book in the spiritual mansion.

The boy scratched his head in confusion, looking at the stone cabinet in the Spirit Mansion, one head and two big, how could his body be like a treasure cave, and some strange things would jump out from time to time......

What did he go through before he was two years old, he really had the legendary demon of snatching in his body...!

While thinking wildly, Mo Fan looked at the books at the bottom of the stone cabinet, and he didn't know when the latter appeared, so he seemed to have been quietly staying in the spirit mansion without moving.

At this time, the small book slowly took shape, and he subconsciously counted it, and found that counting this book, there were exactly enough books at the bottom of the stone cabinet for one hundred!

Just when Mo Fan was thinking about the mystery of this number, suddenly, a spirit seal floated out from the second layer of the stone cabinet, and with lightning speed, it crashed into the latter's head, and the abundant information flow flashed in the boy's brain.

The first sentence is a famous sentence in the "History of the Song Dynasty": "The sky is not enough to be afraid, the ancestors are not enough to be afraid, and the words of people are not enough to be compassionate!"

This was followed by many books that the boy had memorized in previous years, and they reappeared in his mind as if they were memories of it!

The huge memory suddenly crashed into his mind, and Rao is Mo Fan's spiritual power cultivated under the penance of Lin Village was extremely strong, and he couldn't bear it for a while, so he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

At this moment, the voice of Hong Zhong Da Lu resounded through the Lingfu, and a consciousness body that had been deep at the bottom of the sea suddenly soared into the Lingfu without warning, looking at the boy who was exactly the same as him thirteen years ago, the eyes of the consciousness body were full of calm, and he said sonorously and powerfully: "A hundred books in my heart, you can enter the second floor of the stone cabinet, and you can get the low-level literary skills of the Yellow Rank - with Tianxian in your mouth!"

"With the constitution of heaven in his mouth, with the classic articles of the ancestors, he cultivates the human feelings in the world, and practices to the fullest, but he can open the door of heaven with one word, follow the law in his words, and move the hidden place of the world's qi, and have the ability to change the heavens and the earth!"

"Current Rank: Lowest Rank. ”

"Progress: Upgradeable!"

Wisps of small words flickered in Mo Fan's mind, and the mysterious handwriting full of great power made the young man's already painful head fall into a coma, and it took a long time before he woke up leisurely in the spirit mansion.

After being stunned in place for a long time, Mo Fan relied on his last memory before fainting, and found that he seemed to have unconsciously obtained a very remarkable thing, and he could climb to the second floor of the stone cabinet by reciting a hundred books, does that mean that a thousand books can open the third floor, and so on, the five-layer stone cabinet can make the literary technique 'mouth with Tianxian' rise to three more levels?

Forget it, don't worry about it for now, the low-level literary skills of the Yellow Rank, even if they are promoted to the third level, are only low-level of the Xuan Rank, which is really rubbish...... Let's go back to it for now.

Mo Fan thought secretly in his heart.

However, he seemed to be thinking wrong, on the mainland, there is a fundamental difference between literary skills and fighting skills, and the so-called promotion to the third level is by no means from the lower level of the Yellow Order to the middle level of the Yellow Order......

After the yellow paper floating in the air gradually disappeared, the stone cabinet suddenly doubled and stood in the center of the Mofan Ling Mansion, fortunately, the boy's Ling Mansion was surprisingly large, there was nothing in the mansion before, and after there was an extra stone cabinet, it no longer seemed so empty.

Beyond the Lingfu is the vast and boundless Lingtai world.

Seven big fish come and go in the sea, and the small flowers on the shore thrive, and after years of gestation, the flower whiskers have grown to as many as four. Next to Xiaohua sat a strange little girl, who watched the sea from the shore every day, and from time to time teased Linghua for a while, causing the latter's branches and leaves to sway.

Perhaps, it is because she has never seen the sea, so she especially likes to look at the ocean in a daze.

Or maybe she's just looking at a sword at the bottom of the ocean.

There was not only a sword in the bottom of the sea, but also a mysterious fragment of consciousness, and after doing a series of things, the mysterious consciousness body seemed to have exhausted all the energy accumulated over the years and fell deep towards the dark seabed.

Only a very slight voice came from the darkness: "Time...... Not much......"

At this moment, the small book of Shangguan Ying in Mo Fan's hand suddenly flashed a strange black light.

......

Two days of cultivation time passed in the blink of an eye, this day to get up early in the morning, the sun was just right, Mo Fan looked at the roommate who was standing on the side, since the other party stayed in the cave, he went out early and returned late every day, and he didn't know what to do when he went out, today his spiritual power finally recovered to its peak, and it was time to go out hunting, so he simply looked at the girl and said:

"Let's go, I've already cultivated, today my brother will take you out to explore the rivers and lakes, and be the male and female thieves who envy the world!"

After that, he took the lead and walked out, the early morning sun shone on the young man's handsome little face, and the crow picture, which I don't know what kind of pen and ink painting, had not been washed off by the water in the past two days, and it was shining in the sun.

Every day, he only took water from the space ring to wash his face, Mo Fan didn't seem to be aware of this, and with such a big crow, he didn't notice anything wrong, and led the girl down the mountain with a smile.

......

There is a magnificent building on Chang'an Street, which is a little taller than the study and tea houses on both sides of the road, and the plaque carved by the old dragon wood is engraved with five big characters of "Chang'an Street Branch".

At this time, a middle-aged man in a moon-white robe walked in from the street, turned left and right in the pavilion, and walked into a secret room.

The majestic spiritual power swept across the large array in front of the secret room, and the two-meter-thick stone door suddenly opened, revealing a corner of the bookcase inside.

There was an elegant man sitting faintly behind the bookcase, gently shaking the folding fan, and the white stone tea on the wooden table wafted out a burst of tea fragrance under this breeze, and the man took a sip lightly, and his face showed a look of indifference.

As the stone door closed, the man who walked in from the outside walked to the table and waited quietly for the man to finish tasting the tea.

"Business, how many years have you followed me?" Huang Qingfeng looked at the man standing and asked lightly.

"My subordinates don't know that since I accompanied my lord to the Eastern Regions, I have only tried my best to do things for our bank, and I have never asked about the years. The man named Wang Shang replied.

His name is cheesy, but his conversation is very free.

"Haha," Huang Qingfeng, the head of the Qi branch of the Heavenly Commercial Bank, smiled when he heard this answer, and said, "Then do you know what I care about the most over the years?"

"Adults have dragons and phoenixes on their knees, and naturally they care most about a pair of children, followed by the safety of our line. ”

Huang Qingfeng took a sip of tea, and the tea was pleasant: "The heavenly business houses are all over the mainland, and their safety is like the hanging pot and inverted neck in the world, how can I be worried alone." ”

As soon as these words came out, the room fell into an eerie silence.

Huang Qingfeng denied the safety of Tianshang Bank, and naturally he only cared about a pair of children the most.

But the year his daughter was born seven years ago, she had been taken away from her infancy, and her life and death are still unknown.

After a while, a cold light suddenly flashed in Huang Qingfeng's eyes, and he didn't know what he thought, his hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, he was also a master of the Four Realms Fu Seal, such a scene was very uncommon, and after a long silence, he finally spoke:

"Seven years ago...... Yun Lao Thief was a guest in Xiling, and Ying'er was taken captive in Xiling, although I doubted him, but I didn't want to believe it, and I was afraid of hurting innocent people's lives, so I delayed it so far, and I didn't tear my face with him. Unexpectedly, yesterday I found a calligraphy and painting in Cao Fuhai's Yaxinzhai, which was engraved with the image of the spiritual power of the old thief Yun who kidnapped my daughter, and I couldn't help but believe it......"

The man seemed to narrate calmly and slowly, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him, but the expression on his face showed a completely different emotion, it was a kind of calm before the eruption!

His anger was suppressed again and again, until a certain moment was suppressed to an extreme, and he could no longer control it, and suddenly all of a sudden rebounded, and the elegant demeanor of the past suddenly disappeared, Huang Qingfeng said with a calm face:

"You will leave immediately, start with his youngest son, and then come back to tell me when there is only one Yunyang left, you are not Yunyang's opponent, and there is no way to capture him alive and ask Yun Lao Thief Ying'er about his whereabouts!"

"My subordinates understand!" Wang Shang bowed his head and agreed.

Huang Qingfeng smashed the hundred-year-old carved table carved from heavy wood in front of him with one palm, and said in a suppressed voice: "Remember to leave an image, so that Yun Lao Thief can also taste the pain of losing his daughter over the years!"

"Yes!"

Wang Shang left the inner room, went out to look at the sky, and rushed towards the distant Qinglong Academy.

The youngest son of the Yun family, naturally speaking, is Yun Mofan.