The four of them were extremely satisfied with his attitude, without the slightest resentment, behaving in a proper manner, and honestly punishing him.

They turned and left.

Leng Fei glanced up at them and shook his head.

A month......

There are still ten months before he turns eighteen, plus this month, there are only nine months, and nine months can he practice the remaining four layers of Nine Dragons Locking Heavenly Technique?

He was both anxious and a little extravagant.

The cultivation of the Nine Dragons Locking Heaven Technique relies on a comprehension, as long as it is realized, it can become a layer in a moment, which can be said to turn into a dragon when encountering a storm.

But if you can't understand it, it's useless to practice for a lifetime.

If he enhances his knowledge and hearing, maybe he will be able to achieve it overnight, and he will instantly comprehend several layers and directly complete it.

He knew it was almost impossible, but he had to have some extravagant hopes until everything came to fruition.

This remnant book is called Zengwen Guangjian, which is a travelogue, which tells the experience of the Shenxiu Dynasty, which is quite novel.

Leng Fei read it first, and then transcribed it slowly.

When you read it, you don't have to read it page by page, just turn it over and memorize it, and then chew it slowly in your mind.

Flip through the book, and then bow your head and start writing, the pen wanders the dragon, smooth and fast, and the writing is in upright small characters, as if it is written slowly one stroke at a time.

He finished transcribing in a while, and thirty pages had already been copied.

Then he got up and took another book, and copied it in one sitting, until he had finished three hundred pages, which was only an hour.

He looked up suddenly.

A graceful and graceful woman in a purple shirt walked over lightly, landed silently, stood in front of the Xuan desk and stopped, looking at Leng Fei.

Leng Fei put down the pen and looked at her.

"Leng Fei?"

"Yang Ruobing?"

"It's me. Yang Ruobing kept looking at him: "Being punished here, do you think it was Yang Ruohai's complaint?"

"What's the matter?" Leng Fei smiled and said casually: "No matter who sues, violating the palace rules is violating the palace rules, and it will not change because of who sues, and it will not escape punishment because of this." ”

"You're open-minded. Yang Ruobing snorted lightly, as if sarcastic: "Have you thought about it when you first started?"

"The young palace master is here to see me being punished and laughing at me?" said Leng Fei.

Yang Ruobing said: "Let's see what your happy knife looks like and what it depends on." ”

Leng Fei smiled and said, "The young palace master is very disappointed?...... In fact, my reputation is not so big, Heming Mountain is not a big sect. ”

"Heming Mountain is not a big sect, but one person can destroy seven hundred people in one night, and very few people can do it,...... Sure enough, it was as I thought. Yang Ruobing said: "I won't forget about beating Yang Ruohai." ”

Leng Fei said: "If I don't beat him, someone else will beat him, ignorant, stupid and arrogant, you are derelict in your duty as an eldest sister!"

Yang Ruobing's face sank and glared at him coldly.

Cold and non-calm gaze.

The eyes of the two seemed to collide in the air like swords clashing, and they did not show weakness to each other.

Yang Ruobing's eyes were soft, like two deep wells, unfathomable, making people involuntarily lost in them, but they were urging the internal qi to run the Divine Eye Soul Technique.

Leng Fei looked at her calmly.

He seemed to admire her beauty, but his eyes were clear, without a trace of evil thoughts, as if he was blind to her beauty.

If you see a beautiful flower, you just appreciate it, but you don't want to pick it.

The thunder mark flashed in his mind, and the five rays of thunder light flowed endlessly, suppressing many distracting thoughts, not being fascinated by this technique.

Yang Ruobing suddenly burst into tears.

Tears flowed down one after another, and the blink of an eye wet the white melon seed face, and the eyes were already red, and they were moving.

She closed her eyes and turned her head, not wanting Leng Fei to see her embarrassed appearance, which was a god's deterrent divine technique.

Leng Fei chuckled: "What kind of magic secret technique is this, or is it that the young palace master has thought of something sad?"

Yang Ruobing turned around and left.

Leng Fei said: "The young palace master walks slowly, and the guilty body will not be sent far away!"

Yang Ruobing walked faster, and her graceful figure disappeared.

Leng Fei shook his head.

The top qi practitioner of the twelve-story floor, this young palace master is worthy of his reputation, although he is graceful and graceful, it gives him strong pressure.

is also a Qi practitioner in the Twelve-Story Building, compared to her, the White Elephant Sect is like a child and an adult.

Now that he had finished transcribing today's book, he stopped putting pen to paper and began to look through the remnants of these old books row by row.

The first step is to go through each book to see if there are any mezzanine or any secret tips.

The second step is to look through all the fragments and pick out what interests you, each book is a condensation of wisdom.

He was quick with his hands and feet, and his movements were extremely fast, first taking out a row of books, and then putting them one by one.

In this process, find out if there is a mezzanine and see the title of the book.

Although there were a lot of books on the shelves on the ninth floor, he couldn't stop him from rummaging through them so quickly, and in the evening of the third day, he finally flipped through them.

He only had a book on hand.

The book looks dilapidated, with no cover, and the first page is broken, but of strange material.

The reason why he stayed was also attracted by its material.

It was dilapidated and rotten, but he could smell a faint fragrance, extremely faint, extremely faint.

If it weren't for his nose being more agile than a dog's nose, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to find the fragrance of this material, and such a material would be extraordinary.

He came to the Xuan case and slowly opened it.

On the first page is a picture, but it is a small knife, only the tip of the knife is shown, the handle is gone, and the picture is broken and only a corner remains, revealing the tip of the knife.

Leng Fei was very familiar with flying knives, and when he saw this picture, he knew that it was the tip of the flying knife, so he was more interested.

On the second page, there is strange writing.

Leng Fei frowned.

He didn't know any of the words on it, and it was crooked, as if a villain was moving.

And then the third page, or this strange text.

Leng Fei has been disappointed.

He flipped through the remaining pages, six pages in all, each with only sixteen words, and then there was nothing else, nothing.

No wonder they were left in a corner and left unattended.

At a glance, this remnant book knows that it is not a martial arts secret, there is no catalog, no moves, and only a dozen words so simple.

No matter how superficial the martial arts are, it is impossible to say them all in more than ninety words.

He still memorized it in his mind, it didn't matter if he couldn't read, he completely memorized the words as paintings, and memorized every stroke clearly.

He began to study the material of the book, sniffing gently, searching for olfactory memories, and finally shook his head, never smelling the fragrance.

He was curious and puzzled, but unfortunately there were endless mysteries in the world, and it was impossible to see them all, and there were not so many longevity yuan.

Footsteps sounded, and a young girl came in with a lunch box, put it on the Xuan table and began to serve the food.

Two dishes, one soup, and pastries.

She glanced at the fragment and pursed her lips and smiled, "This is the Imperial Sword." ”

Leng Fei was stunned and looked at her in surprise.

"There are many people who are interested in this fragment, but unfortunately no one has ever practiced it. The young girl shook her head lightly and said, "This is purely a hypothesis, and there is no specific cultivation method, just a name to bluff people." ”

"Does anyone know this?" asked Leng Fei.

"This is an ancient divine text. The young girl said: "If you want to learn, there is one on the third floor, you can learn one." ”

Leng Fei hugged his fists: "Thank you, Senior Sister Song." ”

Song Sisi, a young girl, waved her hand: "I advise you not to bother with this god, if it is really a top-notch wonder, it must have a reputation handed down, and I have never heard of this divine sword since ancient times." ”