Chapter 13: Boy, I Have a Secret Book......

The old man known as the "Pavilion Master" took the page, nodded with the disciple, turned to Chen Yuan and said, "You come with me." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Chen Yuan didn't know why, so he had to go with the old man.

Turning the screen over the counter, the light in front of me was bright, and I saw a zigzag verandah, and the stones under the steps were spread into a road. There is a hut standing at the end, there is a clear spring next to it, the ditch is only a few feet, go along the wall, and come out under the bamboo.

The old man pushed open the wooden door and stepped in, Chen Yuan stopped at the door and felt worried, not knowing what the old man was looking for him, and specially took him to this sparsely populated place.

I don't think I'm going to kill people! But lately, bah, I've never done anything to be a traitor.

"Come in, boy. A clear voice from inside the room interrupted Chen Yuan's thoughts.

Chen Yuan put away his mind and stepped into the room, and he was also curious in his heart, the spiritual script dictionary he compiled could not be so cautious as a pavilion master.

Sure enough, what happened next confirmed Chen Yuan's guess.

This old man claimed to be surnamed Wen, and he was the master of this Tibetan Star Pavilion. Regarding the spiritual dictionary compiled by Chen Yuan, he just glanced at it a few times, and after praising Chen Yuan for his clever and intelligent thinking, he put it aside and ignored it.

On the contrary, he was quite interested in Chen Yuan's origin, where he lived, and who his parents were.

Could it be that the matter that he came from time in time was exposed? Chen Yuan's heart was full of vigilance, and he replied cautiously, only saying that he had lost all his memory after recovering from a serious illness not long ago, and he could not remember where his parents lived.

Strangely, hearing Chen Yuan's obviously perfunctory reply, the Pavilion Master not only didn't care, but the expression on his face became more kind, and he sighed: "That's really the case...... Oh, no, I mean, it's pathetic......"

He looked at Chen Yuan, who had a serious face, and said with a smile: "Young man, don't be nervous, the old man just asked casually, and there is no malice." ā€

Chen Yuan couldn't figure out what this pavilion master meant, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and it was only right that he was still concerned about whether his results could be exchanged for some benefits.

Chen Yuan turned the topic back: "When the disciple studied the spiritual texts the day before yesterday, he found that these three thousand spiritual texts had some specific connections, and then the disciple had a whim, maybe he could classify and sort these spiritual texts, so that it should be easier for me and other new disciples to memorize and learn." ā€

Then he said his meaning: "The disciple came today, firstly, he wanted to dedicate this method to the sect, and secondly, he ......" Chen Yuan no longer concealed it, and said bluntly: "Second, I hope to get some rewards from the sect." ā€

Assessing the value of the treasures offered by the disciples and then giving them a certain reward is one of the responsibilities of the Hidden Star Pavilion.

When it came to business, the Wen Pavilion Lord's expression became a little serious, he thought for a while, and then said, "Chen Yuan, I think you understand that the road to cultivating immortals is never a smooth road, and it is full of rugged and bumpy roads. The recognition of these three thousand spirit scripts is only the most insignificant of these levels. ā€

"For those who can go down this path, the knowledge of this spiritual text is not worth mentioning. And those who have difficulty memorizing spiritual texts are not worthy of the sect to invest any resources for them. ā€

"So, unfortunately, spiritual dictionaries are worthless in my opinion. The master of the Wen Pavilion said: "However, for the sake of your desire to repay the sect, and the classification method in this is also somewhat desirable, therefore, the Hidden Star Pavilion has decided to give you a reward of three months." ā€

Chen Yuan was a little disappointed, he thought that he would be rewarded with at least one hundred spirit stones, and then ignored the question of why this pavilion master knew his name.

After a while, Chen Yuan cheered up and asked, "May I ask the Pavilion Master, where should I go to receive this reward?"

"You can go directly to the front hall to get it, and you can say that it is an old man...... Wait......" Pavilion Master suddenly yelled for some reason.

Chen Yuan was startled and looked at the Pavilion Master for some reason.

I saw that the old man of the Wen Pavilion blushed and smiled awkwardly: "Well, the old man has carefully considered it again, and found that your spiritual dictionary still has a lot of merit. ā€

"At least it will reduce a lot of time spent memorizing spiritual texts. You need to know that the path of cultivation is to fight against the heavens, and this little time saved may be the key to the continuation of the life of breaking through the realm in the future. ā€

"So, the old man thinks it's better to give you a reward. ā€

Chen Yuan was stunned, this Wen Pavilion Master's attitude changed too quickly.

However, listening to what he said, it should be a better reward, Chen Yuan asked expectantly, "I don't know what kind of reward the pavilion master has decided to give to his disciple?"

The Pavilion Master took out a book with an ancient appearance, and looked like your kid was lucky: "This is the master's own creation method." ā€

"It's an exercise. Chen Yuan was a little disappointed. If it's a trick or a spell, it's not bad, but the exercises basically can't bypass the dantian, in this case, it is likely to be useless to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan thought about it and decided to seize the benefits in front of him first, as for the exercises or something, there would still be a chance to get them when he cultivated to a high level in the future. So he opened his mouth and said to the Pavilion Master: "Pavilion Master, the disciple still wants the reward of the three-month month." ā€

When the Wen Pavilion Master heard Chen Yuan's words, he was stunned: "You kid is not confused, right? This is a practice created by the head of the sect, you go out of this door, let alone three months, don't even think about changing thirty months." Now, tell the old man again what you want. ā€

Chen Yuan said aggrievedly: "But the disciple still wants the moon to ......."

The Wen Pavilion Master was so angry that he casually smashed the book on Chen Yuan: "Get out...... Get lost...... Roll ......"

Chen Yuan picked up the book, and silently complained in his heart: This old guy is really stingy, he must be reluctant to take the spirit stone to send me away.

Before Chen Yuan could go far, a loud roar came from behind him: "Come back." ā€

Chen Yuan was shocked: This old family ...... No, didn't the old pavilion master know how to read minds, and heard himself scold him.

When he got closer, he saw that the Wen Pavilion Master was obviously angry, and he was panting for breath, and it took a long time before he calmed down: "Before the first lesson tomorrow, each disciple will choose a branch, and you have to try your best to fight for this branch." ā€

Chen Yuan was a little confused, but looking at the expression of the Pavilion Master, he still dispelled the idea of asking carefully.

With a slight bow, Chen Yuan retreated. After walking a few steps, a yin voice sounded in my ears: "Unfortunately, the old man who is very proficient in the magic of mind reading is very proficient......

Chen Yuan hugged his head and ran away.

Before leaving the pavilion, Chen Yuan suddenly remembered that he had just told the pavilion master that he wanted the reward of the moon more, although the pavilion master said that it was rolling, but after all, he did not refuse directly.

So Chen Yuan turned around and confidently went to receive the reward of three months' salary.

The Wen Pavilion Master, who got the news from the disciples of the front hall, couldn't cry or laugh: "This kid ......"

Suddenly, he straightened his face, picked up a jade plaque and put it close to his mouth, and said, "Master, the thing has been given to him." ā€

A moment later, the jade plaque rang out: "Didn't arouse his suspicions." ā€

The Pavilion Master pondered for a moment, and then said worriedly: "It should be...... Not really. ā€