There were seven or eight other people by Gong Wanyun's side, and these people Fang Dong knew almost all of them, almost all of them were the elites of the younger generation of the Gong family, including Zhao Mingfeng, who was promoted to scribe on the same day as Fang Dong and obtained the top-grade Qinglian True Life Dao Seal.

"Brother-in-law, you came to the Secret Law Pavilion to choose techniques, right? I used to do sorting work in the Secret Law Pavilion, and I am quite familiar with the secret methods in it, brother-in-law, how many floors are you going to? What kind of technique do you want? Maybe I can do a little favor and let you take a few steps less, brother-in-law. Gong Wanyun came to Fang Dong and said with a smile.

"Oh, thank you, Miss Wanyun, but I haven't made up my mind yet, I want to take a look first." Fang Dong really didn't think about what technique to choose, and secondly, he didn't have a good impression of Gong Wanyun, and he didn't want to have anything to do with her.

Although Gong Wanyun was born bright and moving, the entire palace family was able to inferiorly surpass her slightly, but Fang Dong knew that this female worker was scheming and did not have a good impression of her.

"Brother-in-law, why do you see it like this, I am the younger sister of Sister Sujun, and I can also be regarded as your sister, you can call me Little Sister or Wanyun." Gong Wanyun saw that Fang Dong didn't mean to talk, so she continued to talk to herself: "Brother-in-law, a few of us are going to hunt monsters on the island in the middle of Jingming Lake, brother-in-law, you can go with us, and we can take care of each other." ”

"I don't have any plans to go out lately." Fang Dong refused.

"Ah, brother-in-law, don't you know? There is a rule in our palace family, within half a month after the children of the palace family are promoted to scribes, they must go out to hunt a monster, and dedicate the holy relics obtained to the family, which can also be regarded as a ritual of our palace family. After speaking, Gong Wanyun pointed at Zhao Mingfeng and said, "Mingfeng, he is also going to hunt monsters and complete this ceremony." Now the closest monster haunt to Qingyun City is only the island in the middle of Mingjing Lake, brother-in-law, if you don't plan to go to Mingjing Lake, it will take at least three or four days to travel to other places, and it will take a lot of time to come and go. ”

"I see, okay then, go to Spiegel Lake and count me as a share, I'm sorry for everyone." Only then did Fang Dong remember that in Fang Dong's memory before, there seemed to be such a thing. After hesitating for a moment, he still agreed to Gong Wanyun's invitation, after all, he was not too familiar with the surrounding environment of Qingyun City, and it was too troublesome to find it by himself.

"It should be us who bother your brother-in-law, brother-in-law, you are a holy scribe, so you have to take care of us more when the time comes." Gong Wanyun said with a smile.

Fang Dong waved his hand, and walked to the second floor by himself, not in the mood to deal with this little fox of the palace family.

"What to pretend, isn't it just a fluke to get a poem, if he has real skills, he won't be able to challenge the top-grade True Destiny Dao Seal for four consecutive years." Zhao Mingfeng was young and vigorous, and he had always been angry about Fang Dong stealing his limelight in the Scribe's Garden that day.

"What Ming Feng said is right, even if you want to hide it, just don't go to the test of the Holy Dao Monument, how can you lose four times in a row, I think this last holy product is mostly blind." Gong Yuhai shook the paper fan in his hand and said slowly.

"What about a holy offering? It's just a scribe, his own foundation is not good, and when he is promoted to a real person, he is nothing, and if he has no luck, he may not even be able to mix with a high-grade real person at that time. Li Chunhu also agreed.

"It depends on whether he has real skills, so you don't have to wait until he is promoted to a real person, this trip to Mingjing Lake, you can try how many catties he has." Gong Yuhai said with squinted eyes.

"Haha, Brother Yuhai, you're really bad enough, he has just been promoted to a scribe, and he hasn't even practiced his skills, if you really want him to fight against monsters, he may be scared to pee his pants when the time comes." As soon as Ma Chunhu said something, everyone immediately laughed.

"That's not a big deal, is it? How can I say that he is also my brother-in-law, you teasing him, I can't explain it to Sister Sujun when I look back. Gong Wanyun frowned slightly.

Unlike Ma Chunhu and the others, Gong Wanyun will go to Nanli Academy with Fang Dong in the future, she wants to have a good relationship with Fang Dong, a holy scribe, if Fang Dong can really soar into the sky in the future, it will also be very beneficial to her.

"We are also for his good, let him have more opportunities for actual combat experience, so as not to lose the face of our palace family after arriving at Nanli Academy in the future, I think Miss Sujun will not only not blame us, but thank us." Ma Chunhu's tone was full of banter, and it provoked everyone to laugh and say yes in unison.

The people of the Gong family had not laughed at Fang Dong before, and they looked down on him very much in their hearts, and suddenly Fang Dong salted fish turned over, and they felt the challenge, which made them a little difficult to accept psychologically for a while, hoping that Fang Dong would be beaten back to his original form, and he would still be the loser at their feet, not the pride of the sky.

Fang Dong didn't stop after going up to the second floor, he went directly to the third floor, and when he reached the entrance of the fourth floor, there were already guards guarding him, and he needed to show the order to continue to go up.

The two guards didn't know Fang Dong, and after stopping Fang Dong, they were shocked when they saw the talisman that Fang Dong took out, the talisman of the Nine-Layer Secret Pavilion, sometimes they might not be able to see one all year round.

"Who is that young man? He actually held the nine-layer secret magic pavilion talisman. Is it the young master of the lineage? Why haven't you heard of such a number one person in the palace family? After Fang Dong went up to the fourth floor, a guard said suspiciously.

"If I'm not mistaken, this person is not surnamed Gong, but the young master Fang who has just been promoted to scribe." The other guard muttered.

"Ah, he's the shocking Young Master Fang?" The previous guard was suddenly shocked, and when he looked up the stairs, Fang Dong had already walked up to the fourth floor, and he couldn't even see his back.

Fang Dong went up nine floors along the way, and each floor had to show a warrant, causing some small commotion. The talisman doesn't have to be handed in now, and when he chooses a secret note, he must hand in the command note before he can take it with him.

The entire Scribe's Secret Pavilion, the lower three floors have the most books, the middle three floors are gradually decreasing, the upper three floors are almost not even used for the bookshelves, especially the ninth floor, there are a total of more than a dozen books, each book is provided in a special crystal cover, if you want to take out the secret note, you must have a key to open the sealed crystal cover.

The stone platform under the crystal cover was engraved with a brief introduction to this secret book, and Fang Dong was not in a hurry, he read the introduction of more than a dozen secret books one by one, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart.

These more than a dozen techniques are already considered the secrets of the Gong family, and ordinary Gong family disciples may not have the opportunity to learn one or two of them, but these secrets are too far from what Fang Dong wants in his heart.

"Even if you can't fly with a sword, at least you should be able to jump dozens of zhang of light skills, why are they all some cultivation strength, fists, feet, knives and guns and other stupid kung fu with hard hits?" Fang Dong stopped in front of a secret book a little depressed, there were more than a dozen secret books on the entire ninth layer, and only this one could make him feel a little interested.