"It's boring here, let's go up there and have a look!" Zhang Fan said to Qinghong, and turned his head to see Tang Wanshi, who had already dropped her jaw, "Senior sister, I'll go first!"

"Wait, wait!" Tang Wanshi suddenly called out to Zhang Fan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What do you command?"

"The fifth layer is a fifth-level skill that can only be cultivated in the Yuan Shen realm, and you can't go up without the permission of the master!" Tang Wanshi took a deep breath and hurriedly explained.

"Huh?" Zhang Fan was stunned, but after thinking about it, for now, none of the disciples of Tingfeng Pavilion had reached the Yuan Shen realm, and the fifth-level attack technique should not be open to disciples.

"And there is a formation there, which only people in the Yuan Shen realm can pass. This is also a formation deliberately set up by the master, I am afraid that some people have bad intentions and sell these attack skills to other sects. Tang Wanshi pointed to the road to the fifth floor and said.

"Oh, that's it, isn't the sixth-level seventh-level attack skill and the seventh-level attack skill the sixth-level attack skill?" Zhang Fan took a look when he came in just now, and there were seven layers in this Yifeng Terrace.

According to Tang Wanshi, the first to fifth layers are level 1 to level 5 attack techniques, and the six layers and seven layers are not level 6 and level 7 attack techniques.

But at this time, Tang Wanshi was at a loss, because in their eyes, this Yifeng Platform only had five floors: "Senior brother, are you mistaken, this Yifeng Terrace only has five floors, where did the sixth and seventh floors come from?"

"What?" Zhang Fan was also stunned, could it be that he was wrong or they couldn't see it, thinking of this, Zhang Fan wanted to confirm it, and the best way to confirm it was naturally to go up and see it in person.

"The highest floor here is the fifth floor, and except for the elders, no disciple has ever gone up to the fifth floor, you can pick it here, I still have to leave in advance!" Tang Wanshi suddenly remembered what she had said to herself when she came to listen to the Wind Pavilion.

He said that there are a lot of strange things in the Listening Wind Pavilion, some things that you may not see, but it is real.

Could it be that what Zhang Fan saw was what his father said he couldn't see?

"Okay, senior sister, go slowly! I will definitely visit when I have time!" Zhang Fan smiled and congratulated Tang Wanshi.

"Well, this is my address, come and play with me when you have time!" Tang Wanshi handed Zhang Fan a direction array, which recorded her address, turned around and left the fourth floor, and walked down quickly.

After Zhang Fan knotted, he melted the formation, and he had a clear address in his mind, which was Tang Wanshi's residence.

"Father, shall we continue to go up?" Qinghong asked softly, standing aside.

"Don't call me father, I can't be a few years older than you, you can call me Zhang Fan. As soon as Zhang Fan heard Qinghong calling his father, he had goosebumps all over his body, and he felt weird.

"That's not good, I've already told the master, you are like my father, how can you call you by your name!" Qinghong lowered her head, pouted, and denied Zhang Fan's proposal.

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and looked helpless: "Then you can call me brother, or whatever you want, in short, don't call me father!"

"En's good, brother!" Qinghong suddenly laughed, and jumped and jumped excitedly as she grabbed Zhang Fan.

"Let's go, go ahead and have a look. Zhang Fan sighed inwardly, it seems that she had planned it a long time ago, knowing that she must not let her call her father, hey, she was tricked.

Zhang Fan and Qinghong came to the staircase leading to the fifth floor, looked carefully, and found that there was nothing special, so they strode up and walked until they walked into the fifth floor, and they didn't find anything abnormal.

"Brother, will Senior Sister Tang lie to us?" Qinghong also felt strange, didn't he say that only people from the Yuan Shen Realm could go up, he only had the third layer of the Void and the Netherworld and Zhang Fan only had the fifth layer of Judan, so he came up effortlessly.

"I don't know, how many floors does this tower have?" Zhang Fan also felt strange, but Tang Wanshi had no reason to lie to herself, but what she said was very reasonable.

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"How is this ladder placed here?" Zhang Fan thought it was weird, the other stairs were all on one side, and they all had slopes, but this one was in the middle, or straight up and down, and there was a problem with this staircase at first glance.

Tang Wanshi said that this place is the fifth floor, and the sixth or seventh floor may not exist, and what she sees may be hidden above the fifth floor, but what is it on it?

"Do you want to go up and have a look?" Qinghong was a little excited, looking at Zhang Fan with expectant eyes.

"Let's see what kind of attacks are available here. Zhang Fan turned around and didn't look around, and found that there were few attack techniques here, only one or two.

Qinghong was sticking to the ladder, reluctant to leave for a long time, staring blankly upstairs, as if there was infinite attraction upstairs.

Zhang Fan picked up a copy of "Thunder Technique", turned a few pages, looked good, and decided to take it back to study hard, looked up and wanted to say to Qinghong that he had found it, and he could go back, but found that Qinghong was still in front of the stairs, his mouth was crooked, and he sighed.

"Then let's go up and have a look, but say it in advance, don't tell anyone what happened here, you know?" Zhang Fan walked up to Qinghong and shook his head helplessly.

Since this is a very important place in Tingfeng Pavilion, presumably Ding Mufeng should also know about this, Tang Wanshi has recently warned herself that you can't enter the fifth floor without the permission of the head of the house, let alone the sixth and seventh floors.

Although he was not afraid of being punished, the fifth-level attack technique was enough for him, and he was not in a hurry to use a higher attack technique now.

"Really, En, I won't say anything to anyone!" Qinghong jumped up happily when she heard Zhang Fan agree, and happily agreed.

"Of course it's true, but at most you can go up to the sixth floor, you can't go to the seventh floor, you know?" Zhang Fan was afraid that he would go to the sixth floor, and Qinghong was looking forward to the seventh floor, so he told before he went up.

Qinghong arched his nose and made a noise, turned around and wanted to climb up, but as soon as he took a step up, he suddenly heard a whooshing sound behind him.

Zhang Fan and Qinghong turned their heads at the same time, and found that it was a very old man who was not tall but very old, his hair and beard were all silver-white, and he was the same color as his skin.

His pale face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were awkward, completely out of proportion to his age. He was dressed in a white robe, exactly the same color as his hair.

In his hand he held a three-foot-long purple stick, one end of which was inlaid with golden beads, like a golden pill, and like a unique gem, there were eighteen in all, and at the top of the stick there was a square row of silver-white seals.

"Senior, who are you?" Zhang Fan and Qinghong were both startled, and hurriedly saluted.

The old man just looked at Zhang Fan and Qinghong carefully, but he didn't say a word!