As Mo Chen passed by, he saw that under the statue in front of the gate, there was a huge pool of water that was constantly spraying water, and there were small golden balls floating on the surface of the pool.

Mo Chen's brows furrowed, feeling that something was wrong with the current Huayu Pavilion: "The Huayu Pavilion at night...... It seems that after feeling the lineage token, he gave up the expulsion from me?"

He walked to the gate, and the two minotaur monsters guarding the gate suddenly stretched out their giant axes, forming a cross line to block him.

"Hello, may I ask, why can't I go in?" Mo Chen raised his head, but was stunned to see that the two bull-headed monsters guarding the door actually had no facial features, only the shape of a bull's head.

Their muscles were puffed up, and their faces were looking straight ahead, where they should have been, but a rough black patch of skin that seemed to envelop their entire face.

They turned a deaf ear to Mochen's question, and had no intention of answering at all.

Mo Chen took two steps back, he already knew at this time that he might have touched the essence of the Night Feather Pavilion.

He thought about it, took out the identity nameplate of the imperial family's bloodline from the Nahuan, picked it up and shook it in front of the two bull-headed monsters guarding the door.

Swish.

The two cross-cutting axes held by the minotaur quickly pulled away and retracted.

"Sure enough. The corners of Mo Chen's mouth hooked, and he slowly walked in between the two monsters.

The door is ajar, with a slit for people to enter and exit, but the inside is not visible from the outside.

Ink dust nudged slightly.

Wow......

The door slowly opened, a width that made it easier for him to get in and out.

Entering the hall, there were many people inside unexpectedly.

Dressed in the imperial robes and with elegant postures, the faceless people were holding wine glasses decently, standing together in twos and threes as if they were chatting about something.

They either carried long swords on their backs, or short knives at their waists, and even wooden machine beasts followed behind some of them, as if they were guards, respectful and respectful, not daring to move in the slightest.

The rows of guzheng pipas were moving on their own, and no one was manipulating them, but they could still play beautiful music, but even so, there was nothing but music in the Huayu Pavilion.

In the splendid Huayu Pavilion, the ground is covered with a white gold-rimmed blanket with a golden black pattern.

On the surrounding wooden walls, there were lanterns shining with pure white light everywhere, and the dense white light reflected the entire first floor of Kawa Pavilion as if it were day.

The Facelings were richly dressed, most of their robes trimmed with gold wire, and they were dancing gracefully to the music.

Mo Chen glanced at the rectangular dining tables on both sides of the edge, on which a large number of fine wines and delicacies were arranged, all piled up at random, like a mountain of food, but no one touched it at all.

No one greeted Mochen, as if no one had noticed him entering, everyone was doing their own thing and enjoying it all.

In the sound of beautiful classical music, like a lullaby hummed before going to bed, Mo Chen wandered around the first floor, and found that there was nothing of value on the first floor except for the banquet hall, so he walked towards the second floor.

The staircase leading to the second floor was spiraling, and a pair of facelings, men and women, could be seen from their figures, they were holding hands, like the upper echelons of the imperial family who were actually attending the banquet, going up and down the stairs from time to time, seemingly talking and laughing, but not making any sound.

With the sound of crisp footsteps, Mo Chen walked up to the second floor, standing at the top of the stairs, and the first thing he saw was a three-legged golden crow standing up to the sky.

The flame of eternal light burned on the feathers of the golden crow, and the sparks scattered and scattered, like blooming stamens, illuminated the entire second floor transparently.

This was the first time Mo Chen had seen the Golden Crow, and when he saw its golden fluff hidden under the raging flames, constantly swaying with the warm breeze, it didn't look as hideous and terrifying as the legendary Golden Crow, but like a harmless plush toy.

It also burned with flames, and there were more than a dozen books that they had opened, and from time to time there would be a lot of small golden crows to help turn the pages.

These little golden crows are also very cute, one by one like a round ball of golden plush balls, running wildly on the ground, moving fast.

The giant golden crow didn't notice the ink dust at all, or maybe it didn't care about the ink dust, but let out a burst of words from his mouth that sounded like a jumble of syllables.

Suddenly, a group of small golden crows moved the book on the far right and replaced it with a new one.

Mo Chen calmly bypassed the side of the group of golden crows who were reading books, and carefully avoided the little golden crows running fast on the ground, for fear that one would accidentally trample them to death.

Following the reading rooms, he looked in from the doorway of the hallway.

Each reading room is like a starry universe surrounded by nothingness.

The spaces in these reading rooms are enormous, stretching outwards into the dark depths with no end in sight.

The dense and innumerable mass of books is like a butterfly that constantly flapping its wings, fluttering and fluttering in the universe.

"This amount...... So many ......" ink dust was shocked by the scale of these reading rooms.

This reading room can estimate the number of hundreds of thousands of books just as far as the eye can see, not to mention those hidden in the depths of the universe and out of sight.

After Mo Chen's calculations, this kind of reading room is estimated to be only five or six, and the number of books in it can be compared to the Huayu Pavilion during the day.

And there are at least hundreds of reading rooms of this size on this second floor.

As he walked down the hallway, he noticed that each of the reading rooms on the side was like a separate space.

With the speed of his feet, it took almost a stick of incense to walk through all the reading rooms on the second floor, and look at the signs of different classifications hanging on the door.

He was hesitating about what room to choose to enter in order to maximize his benefits.

If he guessed correctly, this place should be the so-called Night Feather Pavilion in Yan Minzen's mouth.

It seems that sometimes, the rumors are not timely, after all, there is no ground.

"Are you hesitating?"

A sudden voice interrupted Mochen's train of thought.

He looked up and saw a tall woman wearing a red imperial dress and long red hair walking at the top of the stairs.

The other party was stepping on bright red jade shoes and slowly walked towards him.

Like everyone else, this woman has no facial features, so there is no way to tell if she is beautiful or not, but her voice is brilliant and pleasant to listen to.

"It's true that there is some hesitation, and sometimes it is not a good thing to have too many choices. "It's the first person to talk to him, or to feel his presence.

"Yes, no one is welcome here, and if you can get here, it means that you have the qualifications to enter and acquire knowledge. The lady in the red dress had a distinct smile in her voice.

"So, what should I call you?" said Ink Dust politely.