Chapter 4 Self-recommendation

Yesterday, I was stunned to see that the new book was on the reward list at the bottom of the starting page, and it was the first, three times ahead of the second and three times, and it was directly on the fantasy classification list.

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The name of Wanshu Pavilion is Pavilion, which is actually a tower.

In winter, the snow sets, and the nine-fold cornices are hanging crystalline, and they seem to spread their wings and fly high against the backdrop of the sun.

Lin Fan stood in the hollowed-out nine-story book pavilion bathed in the sunshine, looking up at his pale little face a little dazed and a little overwhelmed.

Once again, the colors in front of me vanished, like an illusion, but it was real.

Lin Fan didn't understand why he was able to have this ability, and he couldn't connect this qiē with the blind cane that had followed him for some years, he just felt scared.

There are demons in the Snow Covered Gate, even if Lin Fan is not a cultivator now, he also understands the blood debt of the human race and the demon race.

This means that there is no safety in the snowcover gate, and there is even a huge crisis brewing.

Lin Fan could only take a big breath, trying to keep himself awake, but in his mind, he was subconsciously thinking about how to find out the truth of this matter.

In the next nearly a month, Lin Fan used his ability to try to see where the demon came from, who the demon was, and the demon's intentions.

However, after he walked all over Wanshuge and looked at every corner of the past, he never found the answer he wanted.

He could only try his best to narrow down the scope, on the day the man in white was killed, there were only three people in the Wanshu Pavilion except for Sun Deqian.

These three people were Ye Ningshuang's master Mo Yu, the sixth elder of the Snow Covered Gate, and an old man whose identity information Lin Fan couldn't get from his words and demeanor.

If there is no accident, it can only be that one of these three people is a demon, but it is extremely hidden, among them, the identity and status of Mo Yu and the six elders are like a disaster for the Snow Covering Gate, and the nameless old man is afraid that his status is also extremely high.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan felt a little powerless.

This matter was too terrifying, Lin Fan knew that once it was leaked, it might lead to death, so he could only bury it in his heart for the time being.

However, I don't know if this incident has had too much impact on Lin Fan, or if he has thought too much in the past month, Lin Fan is sick and the corpse is poisonous!

His appearance became a little frightening, his whole body was swollen, like a floating corpse that had been drowned for several days, and his mind fell into confusion.

Ye Ningshuang was frightened by Lin Fan's appearance, this year she only cared about cultivation, and Lin Fan took care of her daily life, Lin Fan's method of vomiting became more and more proficient, and the corpse poison in his body no longer seemed to hinder his normal life, which made Ye Ningshuang seem to have gradually forgotten about the corpse poison.

And this time, Lin Fan's corpse poison sounded the alarm in her heart.

Ye Ningshuang decided to study medicine at the same time, but first she had to make sure that Lin Fan would not die.

For this reason, Ye Ningshuang not only invited Master Mo Yu, but also invited the five elders of the Snow Covered Gate.

The five elders are the holy hands of rejuvenation in the snow-covered gate, and as soon as the spring wood magic power is cast, the swelling of Lin Fan's whole body disappears, which can be called turning decay into magic.

It's just that Lin Fan's body is indeed too weak, and Chunmu's magical powers can cure the symptoms, and he can't enter Lin Fan's body to cure the root cause, but it ensures that Lin Fan's life is safe.

In the next few days, although Lin Fan recovered from time to time, he improved a lot.

Ye Ningshuang seemed to have suddenly returned to the days when she stayed by her father's side and took care of her father's daily life, and her roles with Lin Fan were completely reversed, but she was now very clumsy.

Lin Fan's eyes couldn't see, but he remembered in his heart what Ye Ningshuang and the Snow Cover Gate had done for him, but apart from gratitude and remembering, he couldn't do anything by himself now.

Whether it was for his own life or to repay his kindness, Lin Fan made up his mind to practice hard.

His path of cultivation began in Wanshuge!

Lin Fan reads books and needs to read them like a very human being, just a light touch, and in an instant, you can see the ten years of the books in his hand, which is extremely hidden.

Sensei said that the old man Sun Deqian, even the elders and inner disciples of the sect who often come here to read the classics, none of them can show what this blind boy is doing.

It's just that Lin Fan still encountered difficulties, but it wasn't the problem of illiteracy, maybe the only good thing his unreliable uncle did was to teach him to read, but the collection of books in Wanshuge Pavilion was as vast as smoke, and many complicated knowledge was not what he needed, he needed to study in a targeted manner.

Therefore, on an evening when the sun was like blood, Lin Fan said openly and honestly to Ye Ningshuang at the dinner table: "I seem to be able to read." ”

Ye Ningshuang was nibbling on the big white-flour steamed bun, and after hearing the words, she swallowed subconsciously, her bulging little face quickly deflated, and her slender little neck was thick, and she was choked enough.

Lin Fan only heard a slight sound, and knew what Ye Ningshuang's situation was at this time, he picked up the teapot accurately, poured a full bowl of water, and pushed it in front of Ye Ningshuang.

Ye Ningshuang took a big sip of 'grunt', and then she felt much smoother, and then she looked at Lin Fan and stretched out two fingers: "What is this?"

"Two?" Lin Fan replied.

Ye Ningshuang was overjoyed when she heard this: "Can you really see it?"

Lin Fan rubbed his temples and said, "I can't see it, it's just that every time you make such a gesture, it must be two." ”

"Is there one?"

"Yes. ”

"I don't remember being two every time. ”

"You're two. ”

Ye Ningshuang scratched her head and asked, "I can't see it, how can I read a book?"

Lin Fan naturally had unconditional trust in Ye Ningshuang, but this question seemed to be difficult to explain, so he had to say, "I want to know the classification location of the books in the Ten Thousand Book Pavilion. ”

Ye Ningshuang nodded first and said, "Okay." Then he continued, "What do you think?"

Lin Fan remembered the dream he had just met Ye Ningshuang, and he said softly: "You like red clothes, because you like fiery red iron molds." ”

"You loved apples when you were a kid, but because you ate a bug, you liked oranges instead. ”

"You like to keep the nails of your little finger because it's easy to pick your ears......"

Lin Fan's words became faster and faster, and Ye Ningshuang's expression became more and more shocked, until she really felt incredible, she raised her hand and said, "Stop." ”

Lin Fan stopped talking, and Ye Ningshuang asked puzzledly, "How could you know?"

Lin Fan still didn't know how to answer, so he could only be silent.

Ye Ningshuang said sternly: "This is a supernatural power?"

"Perhaps. Lin Fan could only accept this statement, because he was really confused.

Ye Ningshuang fell into deep thought: "If you don't have vitality, how can you urge the supernatural powers?"

"I don't know. Lin Fan replied honestly.

Ye Ningshuang pondered for a moment, and soon after that, a new term burst out of his mouth, "Talented?"

"Huh?" Lin Fan thought about the word 'talent' and nodded: "That's the only way to explain." ”

Ye Ningshuang thought about some ancient rumors, and became more and more convinced that the little blind man she picked up actually had natural powers, and couldn't help but gasp a few times.

Lin Fan was silent.

Not long after, Ye Ningshuang finally returned to her previous calm appearance, and said very strictly: "No one can say anything about this matter except me." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Tomorrow I'll go to Wanshuge to see the layout, and I'll come back to tell you. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Also, the ribs you stewed today are hard to eat. ”

"Huh?" Lin Fan raised his head.

"Next time, put two cloves of garlic. ”

"Good. Lin Fan replied affirmatively.

This after-dinner conversation, which is of great significance to the future lives of the two, finally ended with stewed pork ribs and two more cloves of garlic. Yiqiē is back on track, but the difference is that Lin Fan seems to be destined to no longer be ordinary.

The next day, Ye Ningshuang walked around the Wanshu Pavilion as a disciple of the inner sect, and instead told Lin Fan the location of the books she remembered.

Since then, Lin Fan has begun a two-year theoretical study. It's just that the bloody case on the ninth floor of Wanshu Pavilion often appears in his dreams, and he knows that even Ye Ningshuang is best not to know about this matter, so he can only continue to hide it.

In the past two years, Lin Fan has read almost all the books that are useful to him on the first floor of Wanshu Pavilion.

In those pictures, there were many disciples of the Snow Covering Sect who became familiar to him, but some of them no longer appeared in Wanshu Pavilion, and some of them stayed here.

When Lin Fan's knowledge of the basic theories of cultivation became extremely solid, he began to consult the classics on the second floor.

Most of the classics on the second floor of Wanshu Pavilion are superficial techniques and basic moves.

Lin Fan has no vitality, but in order to survive, he is extremely strict with himself in learning these moves, and he has also started to strengthen his body since then.

Another year later, Lin Fan ascended to the third floor of Wanshuge.

In the third floor of the Wanshu Pavilion, it is already the essence of the Snow-Covered Gate's book collection, and what is hidden here is the unique secret book of the Snow-Covered Gate, but Lin Fan has no vitality in his body, so he can only understand its meaning, but he can't use it.

While studying this classic, some advanced knowledge of Yuanqi, exercises, and move theory appeared in his field of vision, and he indulged in it, and before he knew it, it was another year.

In the past four years, Ye Ningshuang has become a veritable senior sister of the Snow Covering Gate, and is known for her cold and frosty personality.

It's just that for Lin Fan, Ye Ningshuang has not changed anything except for the habit of constantly applying medicine to his eyes, but he has worked harder and harder year by year, and I don't know if the letter sent every year confided in the blacksmith's expectations for her.

In the early spring of this year, before everything recovered, Lin Fan came to the cellar in the courtyard, he took a deep breath, lifted the plank, and drilled down.

A rich and comfortable breath in the cellar suddenly penetrated into the nose, and in the cellar of ten zhang in size, except for a few broken pickle jars, the palm-sized yuan stones had been piled up into a hill.

Heaven and earth have four qi, which are Yuanqi, Lingqi, Xuanqi, and Zhenqi.

And the stones that contain these four kinds of qi are naturally Yuan Stone, Spirit Stone, Xuan Stone, and Zhen Stone.

Lin Fan had already mastered this knowledge, and as his theoretical knowledge became more and more solid, he could also have a preliminary estimate of how many Yuan Stones he needed if he wanted to become a cultivator.

Lin Fan began to count the stones very carefully, and after a preliminary estimate, he came up with the result.

The result was that these Yuan Stones in front of him were only enough for the number of Qiyuan Realm to forcibly impact once, and obviously one time was not enough to guarantee that he could enter the Qiyuan Realm.

This result made Lin Fan frown, he was fourteen this year, although he had lived quite nourishing in the past few years, but the corpse poison in his body was still a big problem, he desperately hoped that he would soon enter the Qiyuan Realm and become a real cultivator.

So, he began to ponder, thinking about how to get more Yuan Stones, and inexplicably remembered the New Year's Day Dabi of the Snow Gate not long after.

At the beginning of the year, Dabi naturally had nothing to do with people like Lin Fan who stayed in the Snow Gate as a waiter.

But since last year, Dabi, a formal disciple of the Snow Covered Gate, has become a ring for two people.

One of them is named Xiang Tian, he has already won the top prize in the mid-year and year-end competitions last year, as long as he wins the first place in the competition at the beginning of this year, he will become the first new disciple to enter the inner door since Ye Ningshuang entered the inner gate of the Snow Covered Gate.

The other person is called Ren Jiahui, it is rumored that this person is the son of the door valve in the top ten families of the Zhou Tian Dynasty, who once shouted with Xiang Tian in the big competition last year, but he missed the ring, and threatened revenge after the fiasco, but the discerning people can see that it is difficult for him to defeat Xiang Tian, so he naturally takes his words as a joke.

Lin Fan didn't pay attention to how the Ren family would behave, he only thought that his family background should be financially sufficient, so he blindly wrote a letter.

The content of the letter is very simple.

"Defeat Xiang Tian, Bao Jiao Bao Hui, teach no fee, reimbursement of round-trip travel expenses......"

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