"Pavilion Lord Ling, this is the elder of our Heavenly Sword Sect, named Hu Haifeng. Liu Hong, who had already been waiting at the gate of the Heavenly Dao Scripture Pavilion, introduced Ling Hao as soon as possible.

"It turned out to be Elder Hu. Ling Hao smiled, but did not close the distance.

It's really that what Hu Haifeng said before was too bad, what to talk about sleeping.

Two big men talking about sleeping? It's scary to think about!

A person like Ling Hao, whose sexual orientation is absolutely normal, of course has to keep a certain distance from Hu Haifeng.

Hu Haifeng naturally realized that there was something wrong with his words, and after reacting, he hurriedly explained: "Pavilion Master Ling has misunderstood, I came to discuss with you on behalf of the Heavenly Sword Sect. ”

"Then ...... sleep?" Ling Hao was still not very relieved.

"Pavilion Master Ling don't pay attention to him, this guy has always been snooze, he must have been asleep just now to say such nonsense. Liu Hong smiled and helped explain the reason.

Ling Hao looked at Hu Haifeng's body shape and felt that what Liu Hong said made some sense, so he relaxed his vigilance slightly.

"It's okay to negotiate, let's talk about it in the Scripture Pavilion first. Ling Hao said casually.

"Oooh. Hu Haifeng nodded, and he was about to walk in.

The next moment, an invisible barrier stopped him, and his fat body shook and took two steps back uncontrollably.

"Pavilion Master Ling, what's going on?Why can't I get in?" Hu Haifeng's eyes widened, and he looked confused.

"Oh, I said you could come in and talk, but the rules don't have to go. Ling Hao spread his hands.

"What rules?" Hu Haifeng looked puzzled.

After all, if you haven't been to the Heavenly Dao Scripture Pavilion, you naturally won't know the rules of the Heavenly Dao Scripture Pavilion.

Behind him, Liu Hong pointed to the sign next to the gate, "Pay three hundred Xuanjing stones to enter, this is the rule of the Heavenly Dao Hidden Scripture Pavilion." ”

While speaking, he was also secretly sighing, this Ling Pavilion Lord is really not simple!

Originally, he thought that this rule was set randomly, even if he didn't abide by it, it wouldn't be a big deal, if it wasn't for Ling Hao blocking the gate, even if he didn't hand over the Xuanjing, he should be able to easily break in.

Now it seems that even if there is no Ling Hao, the Xuanjing stone that should be handed over still has to be paid, otherwise it will not be able to enter at all.

You can enter if you hand over the spar, but you can't enter if you don't hand over the spar, so the invisible barrier at the door is actually restricted by conditions?

How did Ling Hao do it? How could he make an ordinary prohibition as magical as if it were spiritual?

"Do I have to pay three hundred Xuanjing to enter?" Hu Haifeng frowned, "I'm here to negotiate on behalf of the Heavenly Sword Sect, not to read a book, so I also have to hand over Xuanjing?"

"Rules are rules. Ling Hao replied expressionlessly.

"Okay. Although Hu Haifeng felt a little unhappy, the current situation is that people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, and he can only compromise.

After handing over three hundred Xuanjing stones, Hu Haifeng finally entered the Heavenly Dao Scripture Pavilion.

At a glance, all kinds of scriptures made him a little dazzled.

"You sit down for a while, and I'll talk about something when I'm done. Ling Hao pointed in the direction where the jade table and chair were.

Hu Haifeng forcibly took his eyes off the bookshelf, and walked a few steps uncomfortably to the edge of one of the jade chairs.

As soon as he sat down, a faint aura entered his body through the contact surface, giving him a warm and very comfortable feeling.

"Hmm......" he couldn't help but moan.

As soon as he reacted, he hurriedly covered his mouth, a little surprised in his heart, what kind of material is this chair made of, and why does it have such a miraculous effect?

Glancing to the side, he saw a little girl with a delicate face and a jade carving also sitting on a jade chair.

"Little sister, what's your name?" Hu Haifeng could feel that this little girl was unusual, at least not from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Ji Xinlan was holding a brush and was concentrating on drawing something.

After hearing Hu Haifeng's words, she glanced up, and then as if she was ignoring, she lowered her head and continued to paint.

Hu Haifeng was a little depressed, but he didn't give up, and asked again: "You should be someone from the Ling Pavilion Master, right? Do you know what this chair is made of?"

"Ten thousand years of heavenly jade. Ji Xinlan replied without raising her head.

"It turned out to be the legendary Ten Thousand Years Heavenly Raising Jade!" Hu Haifeng looked shocked.

Ji Xinlan didn't pay attention to it anymore, as if Hu Haifeng didn't exist at all.

"Ten Thousand Years of Heavenly Cultivation Jade! Such a valuable thing, how can he use it to carve tables and chairs?" Hu Haifeng wanted to vomit blood, if he had a palm-sized piece of Ten Thousand Years Heavenly Raising Jade, he would definitely carefully preserve it and take it out when he really needed it.

On the other hand, Ling Hao has a 10,000-year-old Heavenly Cultivation Jade that is far more than the size of a palm, and he also uses it very casually to carve tables and chairs, which can no longer be described as wasteful.

It's a tyrannical thing!

"But Wannian Tianyang Jade is Wannian Tianyang Jade, just sitting on it makes me feel very comfortable, and it makes me want to sleep. Hu Haifeng thought secretly, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the feeling of being extremely comfortable.

......

After Ling Hao finished collecting the Xuanjing Stone and put the few people waiting in line into the Scripture Pavilion one by one, he was about to discuss with Hu Haifeng, but found that Hu Haifeng had his eyes closed, his breath was even, and he had already fallen asleep.

"Elder Hu!

After calling twice and seeing no response, Ling Hao couldn't help but cry and laugh.

said that it was the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect who wanted to negotiate, not him Ling Hao, since this was the case, there was no need for him to wake up Hu Haifeng.

Thinking of this, Ling Hao stood up, walked to the bookshelf, and continued his trick of fooling.

When the opening hours of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion were about to end, Ling Hao reminded him as usual, and at the same time called Hu Haifeng up.

"Uh, Lord Ling Pavilion ......" Hu Haifeng had just woken up, still in a state of sleepy eyes, and he didn't know what the current situation was.

"My scripture pavilion is about to close, let's talk about something tomorrow. Ling Hao said in a calm tone.

"Closing the door?" Hu Haifeng's eyes widened, his face was incredulous, "We haven't started talking yet......

"I wanted to talk to you, but you fell asleep all of a sudden, what can I do? I'm also helpless!" Ling Hao spread his hands and shifted all the responsibility to Hu Haifeng.

"But ......" Hu Haifeng almost cried, he had three hundred Xuanjing stones, he just came in to sleep, it was a blood loss!

"It's nothing, I'll still say that, I'll discuss something tomorrow. ”

As soon as Ling Hao's words fell, an invisible force directly blasted Hu Haifeng out of the Heavenly Dao Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the Scripture Pavilion was also closed, mercilessly isolating Hu Haifeng.