In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed, and the years never seem to ask for the wishes of others, no matter what the rest of them think and say, they still go their own way, not waiting for the world.

In a small courtyard south of Baiyun Mountain Villa, Chen Feng woke up from a night of cultivation.

"My cultivation has been completely stabilized, and the immortal yuan is like an arm like a finger, and there is no longer a trace of lag. From this moment on, my realm is completely stable in the early stage of human immortals, and I am just one step away from being able to enter the middle stage of human immortals. Chen Feng stood up and pushed open the door.

It was sunny outside, and the sunlight was shining into the room without hesitation, bringing warmth to it.

"In the past month or so, I have read the history of those allusions that Bai Rushi has privately collected. But the more I look at it, I feel that the fairy world is too vast, and my understanding of the fairy world is still in the middle of a dime. Chen Feng thought in his heart, but his steps were moving, and he walked outside: "Today, it happens to be the day when the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Baiyun Mountain Villa is opened, I might as well go and take a look." ”

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Baiyun Villa, although it is a loose cultivation organization, is also a decent sect setting. There are all kinds of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Martial Arts Pavilion, Alchemy Hall and so on.

The Scripture Pavilion is open once a month, which can be used by people in Baiyun Villa to learn about all kinds of classics and know the history of the fairy world.

However, for most people, the Scripture Pavilion is a dispensable existence. They would rather spend their time in the Martial Arts Pavilion and learn some powerful martial arts than waste their time in the history of the Immortal Realm in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

But Chen Feng is not. Martial arts are not the most important for Chen Feng, who has the three simplest styles. As long as the words of the Extremely Simple Three Styles are corrupted into magical swordsmanship and cultivated, at least for now, Chen Feng does not need to practice too many martial arts at all.

Martial arts lie in refinement, not in many. I can't chew too much, and I have learned too many martial arts, so I can only distract myself from my martial arts experience.

Along the way, Chen Feng was as low-key as these days, walking with his head down and not greeting people. Therefore, no one will generally stop Chen Feng.

It is precisely this willingness that although Chen Feng has been in Baiyun Villa for more than a month, he doesn't know many people at all, and naturally, there won't be too many people who know him.

Although Baiyun Villa was large, Chen Feng's speed was also dissatisfied, and it didn't take long for him to come to the door of the Scripture Pavilion.

As a major institution of Baiyun Villa, even if the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is not taken seriously, there are still monks coming and going from time to time.

Chen Feng walked in, still so inconspicuous, the good thing is that a student borrowed books in the library of the university, which was not noticeable at all.

Inside the gate, there is a counter. Behind the counter, an old man with a rosacea was napping, his old face still exuding a drunken flush, snoring, and he didn't care.

"Old man, old man?" Chen Feng called softly.

"Hmm...... En ......" The rosacea old man snorted a few times, but he still couldn't wake up.

Chen Feng shook his head, but he had to give up waking up the old man, and walked into the Scripture Pavilion lightly.

Just when Chen Feng had just walked into the interior of the Golden Pavilion, the old man who was still napping just now suddenly opened his eyes, and there was not the slightest cloudiness in his eyes, but a strong essence light flashed.

He looked at Chen Feng's back for a long time, and slowly muttered: "Strange, I obviously felt a spiritual breath just now? Could it be that person?"

"The person who has the spirit can be met but not sought, since I feel it here, the old man, even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will dig him out. The old man's mouth slammed, and then he browled with a sense of fatigue, his head sank, his eyes closed, and he snorted again.

At this moment, Chen Feng naturally didn't know that just now, someone noticed him. At this moment, he wandered in the Scripture Pavilion, and everywhere he passed, the names of the books jumped into his mind.

"Geography of the Fairy World", "Master List of the Fairy World", "Five Billion Years Up and Down", ...... A book made Chen Feng stop for a while, and then flip through it. If he felt that the books were useless to him, Chen Feng hastily browsed them and then put them back on the shelf. However, if he felt that the book was useful to him, Chen Feng would carefully read it and memorize it with his immortal sense.

In this Scripture Pavilion, Chen Feng felt that time flew by. By the time it was getting dark, Chen Feng had already finished reading a bookshelf.

There is a golden house in the book, after this reading, Chen Feng's understanding of the fairy world is getting clearer and clearer, and many places that he didn't understand are also suddenly enlightened, I believe that even if he breaks through the fairy world in the future, Chen Feng will not suffer some losses in the rules.

After cleaning up his mood, Chen Feng planned to go back.

But at this moment, a suppressed cry for help came from a corner. It's a female voice, it sounds crisp, and it should be a beautiful woman.

Chen Feng frowned.

"This is the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, how could such a thing happen?" Chen Feng's eyes were puzzled, but when he heard the voice over there, it seemed that he was in greater danger.

Although Chen Feng is not nosy, Chen Feng will not ignore such things when they happen around him.

At that moment, Chen Feng followed the place where the voice came from.

After walking through a few bookshelves, Chen Feng saw such a scene:

I saw that two monks dressed in Baiyun Mountain Villa were pressing a woman to the ground with their faces full of **, and most of the clothes on the woman's body had been torn, leaving only a little rag to cover the key parts.

The woman's face is delicate, and she can't be said to look like a fairy, but she is also a rare beauty. In addition, at this moment, the woman is constantly struggling, and the key parts are almost uncoverable, and with the desperate expression on her face, it looks even more thrilling beauty.

"Stop!" Chen Feng let out a low snort, walked forward quickly, and stopped it.

"Hmph, stinky boy, don't be nosy!" One of the two men raised his head and looked at Chen Feng, his eyes full of hideousness: "Get out, otherwise our brothers will not be able to gain a foothold in Baiyun Villa!"

"We're the high-ranking Zhuang of Baiyun Villa, get out!" the two men also urged impatiently.

"Hehe, can a high-ranking Zhuang Ding do such a thing?" Chen Feng smiled coldly: "Let go of that girl!"

"You're looking for death!" one of the senior Zhuang Ding suddenly burst into flames and rushed towards Chen Feng. This person has a strong aura, and he is a strong man in the late stage of a human immortal.

"Hey, don't do it!" Chen Feng's eyes bloomed with coldness, and he stubbornly punched out. Suddenly, the man flew out sideways and hit a large bookshelf.

"And you, do you want to leave immediately, or do you repeat the mistakes of the previous one?" Chen Feng turned his head and glanced coldly at the other person.