Recently, Ling Hao's small life has been very nourishing, since the city lord Xu Huan took the initiative to kowtow to him and apologize, the matter of road closure has been solved, and the flow of people in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion has also increased.

In the past, there could be dozens of people in the Scripture Pavilion every day, so he should have hid aside and snickered, but in the past two days, hundreds of people have come to his Scripture Pavilion every day.

"Name: Ling Hao

Identity: Administrator

Permission level: Level 8 (2 scripture books can be purchased)

Management value: 1629/2000

The Pavilion is open daily for 3 hours (tentative)

Scripture Pavilion Fee: 100 Xuanjing (tentative)

Modern tables and chairs: 3 sets (tentative)"

Originally, it was only more than 400 management values, not even 500. After the flow of people in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion skyrocketed, his management value first skyrocketed from more than 400 to more than 900, from level 6 to level 7, and then from more than 900 to break through the 1,000 mark, directly rising to the current 1629, and the authority level was also increased to level 8.

Level 8 could buy two scripture books, but Ling Hao was not in a hurry, seeing that he was about to rise to level 9, he could wait for level 9 and then pick three more.

One point of management value represents a person, and a person has to pay one hundred Xuanjing stones, that is to say, Ling Hao has harvested more than 100,000 Xuanjing stones in the past two days.

Although the cultivation speed of the "Mixed Yuan Dao Sutra" is fast, he can't absorb more than 100,000 Xuanjing stones at once, fortunately, he is not in a hurry at all, and a large number of Xuanjing stones in his hand means that his cultivation improvement has been guaranteed.

After two days of hard work and the consumption of a large number of Xuanjing stones, his cultivation was improved from the early stage of Neigang to the middle stage of Neigang, and it was only a matter of time before he could be promoted to the late stage of Neigang, the Great Perfection of Neigang, and even to break through to the realm of Tongshen.

On the third day, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was open as usual, and the flow of people was only a lot more than the previous two days, and the consumption of Xuanjing was not only replenished, but also more than before.

In the case of a large number of people, Ling Hao, the administrator, couldn't ignore anything, so he didn't even have time to pay attention to the increase in the authority level, a pair of eyes scanned back and forth in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and once he found the troublemaker, he immediately turned on the highest management mode and blasted out.

Suddenly, an old man with a white beard walked towards him with excitement on his face.

"Senior ......" Wu Changyuan bowed and saluted, his eyes falling on the tables and chairs carved from jade from time to time.

As the dean of the Blue Star Academy, he could see the extraordinaryness of these tables and chairs, and even he could already feel the traces of the flow of aura on the tables and chairs.

Ordinary jade tables and chairs are unlikely to have aura flow, and the only possibility is that the jade used to carve tables and chairs is very unusual.

An old man with a white beard and hair still called himself a senior, which made Ling Hao have goosebumps all over his body.

Before Wu Changyuan could say anything, he hurriedly said: "I'm not a senior, don't call me a senior, I was panicked when I heard it." ”

"There is no order of cultivation, the master is the teacher, and you are the master of cultivation, so you are naturally the senior. Wu Changyuan said respectfully.

"When did I become a cultivator?" Ling Hao was speechless, "My current cultivation is only in the middle stage of Neigang, is it several grades worse than you?"

"Senior, you're naughty again. Wu Changyuan shook his head.

Earlier, he learned some things about Ling Hao from Zhou Ziheng, knowing that Ling Hao had a gentle personality and especially liked to pretend to be ordinary people, but now that he looks at it, it is indeed the case.

If it was really only the middle stage of Neigang, how could it be possible for the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to have so many top-level exercise cheats and be safe and sound? If it was really only the middle stage of Neigang, why did Master Zuo Xinian be respectful and not dare to be presumptuous? Why did even the city lord Xu Huan have to kowtow to Ling Hao to make amends? Why was the strength sometimes revealed so powerful that people were frightening?

"Again...... Naughty again...... you?"

Hearing Wu Changyuan's words, Ling Hao almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

What do you mean that he is naughty again? Does he look like a naughty person? Besides, he is telling the truth, he is really not a senior, and he really only has a mid-stage cultivation of Neigang, how can this be called naughty?

"What's that, are you looking for me?" Ling Hao decided to change the subject, after all, some guys just can't understand people's words, no matter how much they communicate and explain, it's useless, it's better not to continue.

Hearing this, Wu Changyuan looked at the sets of jade tables and chairs, and said, "Senior, I want to touch it, is it okay?"

"Touch?" Ling Hao was stunned when he heard this, what did this old guy want to do?

Others come to the Scripture Pavilion to read books, but this old guy doesn't read books, just to touch his sets of tables and chairs.

Should he say that these sets of tables and chairs are too unnatural, or should he say that this old guy has a problem with his sexual orientation?

Thinking of the latter possibility, Ling Hao had goosebumps all over his body again.

"Don't get me wrong, senior, I just want to feel it, and I won't break your table and chairs. Wu Changyuan hurriedly explained, "Of course, if you don't want to, the juniors can also take a look." ”

"Am I such a stingy person?" Ling Hao pursed his lips, "These chairs are meant to be sat on by people, you can just sit casually, just don't sit on the chair and think about it for a long time." ”

"Lustful thoughts?" Wu Changyuan didn't understand the meaning of Ling Hao's words.

Ling Hao didn't explain, he looked away, and continued to pay attention to every move in the Scripture Pavilion.

Wu Changyuan sat on the chair with a stomach full of doubts, and soon felt a faint aura. Those spiritual qi did not disperse, entered the body, turned into a warm current, and slowly washed in his thin body.

It wasn't until the end of the opening hours of the Scripture Pavilion that everyone was blasted out, and Wu Changyuan woke up like a dream.

"What kind of jade are those tables and chairs carved from?What kind of jade can have such an anti-heaven effect?" Wu Changyuan muttered to himself as he walked towards the Blue Star Academy.

The Heavenly Dao Scripture Pavilion has been beyond his imagination, the appearance looks ordinary, the internal environment is also very ordinary, the scriptures inside are unbelievable, and even the several sets of tables and chairs placed inside have the effect of going against the sky.

Don't look at those aura is not strong, if ordinary people who have no cultivation sit on it, wouldn't they be able to have a certain amount of cultivation after a period of time?

What Blue Star Academy cultivates is the foundation of students' martial arts, and although some students are keen on martial arts, they do not have the talent to cultivate.

If the academy had a few sets of tables and chairs like that, wouldn't everyone be able to cultivate?

Now what he needs to do is to go back to the Blue Star Academy and check what kind of tables and chairs carved from jade can have such an anti-heaven effect.

If possible, he would also find a way to secure a few sets of such tables and chairs for the academy.

Finally returned to the Blue Star Academy and found books introducing all kinds of jade, at this glance, Wu Changyuan was immediately stunned: "The legendary Ten Thousand Years Heavenly Raising Jade! He actually used the Ten Thousand Years Heavenly Raising Jade to carve tables and chairs!"

After understanding the truth, Wu Changyuan almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, should Nima be so extravagant?