Chapter 13: Coming to the Pavilion

Broke up with Xiao Qi, left Chang'an in Nanlin, took a shortcut, climbed the South Peak, went all the way to the west, passed through the Yanwu Hall and the Miscellaneous Division, and at the end of his eyes, the outline of the building appeared in the mist. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking back to some people on the road chuckling and talking about their voices, Chang'an couldn't help but feel complicated in his heart.

He knew that after the Dantang incident, he was afraid that he would soon have the topic of being ridiculed by the outer disciples.

Secretly glancing at the two children beside him, with a retreating look like a warm god, Chang An snorted coldly, like a proud little rooster, with his head held high, and walked towards the Shuge.

The Technique Pavilion is the place where Nanfeng's disciples learn the magic, and it is also the foundation of the Nanfeng, and it is precisely because there are a large number of spells in the Technique Pavilion that Nanfeng is now called Yaoguang. The disciple broke through the gathering of spirits, and only then did he have the opportunity to enter the magic pavilion to learn the magic, as long as he learned the magic, he could be regarded as a true cultivator.

Looking at the three huge halls in front of him, the connected art pavilion, Chang'an's waist couldn't help but straighten.

The art pavilion is very large, the three giant halls form a triangle, respectively stand in the upper north, the left west, the right east, and the lower south, is the gate of the art pavilion. Looking inside from the outside of the door, you can see the architectural structure of the three halls, staggered vertical and horizontal exquisite and gorgeous, do not cover the sun door plaque, dazzling, upright art pavilion two words, but also make the whole hall look brilliant, solemn and grand.

Looking at the scattered few inner disciples, in and out, Chang'an couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Shuge, this kind of place that can only be walked in in a dream, but he didn't expect it to be realized today.

Walking through the gate as high as three feet, Chang'an stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were shining, and he felt strange to see anything, even the dragon-shaped sculpture at the door, he couldn't help but touch the two.

"Eh, look, isn't that Chang'an, why did he come to the Shuge?"

"I don't know, let's go, let's ask. ”

Just as Chang'an was about to climb on the back of the dragon and experience the feeling of riding a dragon, a chuckling sound came from behind him.

Chang'an panicked in his heart, didn't turn his head, immediately jumped on the ground, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Disciple Chang'an, I've seen senior brother." ”

"Don't be afraid, it's us..."

Hearing the gentle voice in his ears, Chang An looked puzzled, bowed his body, raised his head slightly, and immediately saw two familiar smiling faces.

Immediately afterwards, he was overjoyed in his heart, and clenched his fists: "It turned out to be Zhang Qiwen and Liu Anshun, the two senior brothers, I said, why didn't Nanlin see the two patrol brothers, it turned out that they were transferred to the Shuge." ”

These two young men are one of the few people in Chang'an who have a good relationship with the inner door, and almost half of the many candies hidden in the iron cabinet under the bed in Chang'an are contributed by these two people.

"What's the matter, I didn't go to collect medicine, and I came to the Technique Pavilion?"

Chang An smiled slightly, looked at the gentle faces of the two, and replied: "Chang'an broke through the Gathering Spirit by luck, come to the Shuge Pavilion this time to have a look." ”

The two young men looked at each other in surprise, and then the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, fair skin, slightly older Zhang Qiwen suddenly reached out and grabbed Chang'an's shoulder, Chang'an was shocked, and wanted to struggle, when he saw Zhang Qiwen's reassuring eyes, Chang'an couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, and let the others go.

As a strange and scorching sensation appeared on his shoulder, Zhang Qiwen withdrew his palm, looked at Liu Anshun, who had slightly darker skin beside him, and nodded.

"You're a good kid, it seems that you have just broken through the spirit gathering not long ago, it's okay, our brother has nothing to do, since you came to the Shuge, by the way, I will tell you some rules, save you from being careless, anger people, and be beaten by others." ”

Chang An scratched his head, smiled, and nodded to the two.

Zhang Qiwen glanced at Chang'an helplessly, and then patiently explained: "Actually, the Shuge can only come once for free, and if you come for the second time, you need to pay a lot of spirit stones to enter." ”

"Spirit stones?"

Chang An was stunned for a moment, looked at the white stones with different shapes and transparent fingernails in Zhang Qiwen's open palms, and said, "This is the spirit stone?"

Zhang Qiwen nodded: "Yes, this is the spirit stone, only the inner disciples can have it." ”

After putting away the spirit stone, Zhang Qiwen continued to explain: "The outer disciples, the monthly benefits are only thirty Bigu Dan, and the inner disciples have one more thing, which is this spirit stone! Because of the rarity, there are only three per month, and only thirty-six in a year, and if you enter the Technique Pavilion for the second time, you need twenty, so the price is very high. The first time it's free, you have to grasp it well and choose the one that suits you. ”

"Yes..."

Liu Anshun on the side also nodded and explained: " Because the time to enter the magic pavilion each time is only two pillars of incense, it can be said that the time is very short, and there is no time to even learn the complete spell, so many disciples have to enter the art pavilion three or four times, or even six or seven times, in order to learn a complete set of spells, my suggestion is to choose ordinary spells, so that you can also reduce the number of times you enter the art pavilion, it is more cost-effective, and in the art pavilion, you must not disturb other people who learn spells, here are basically inner disciples, in case you annoy others, you have to suffer. ”

Chang'an carefully wrote down the warnings of the two, and finally under the guidance of Liu Anshun, Chang'an respectfully waved to the two and left, and came to an attic.

After a middle-aged man checked that he had indeed broken through the Gathering Spirit, he handed Chang'an a palm-sized transparent jade plate like sheep jade, and then warned Chang'an a few rules, and let Chang'an decide for himself.

Chang'an didn't think about it, and immediately walked out of the attic and walked towards the Shuge Palace in the north.

The meaning of the middle-aged man letting Chang'an decide is the same as what Zhang Qiwen and Liu Anshun said, if you are not sure, it is best not to go in for the time being, and wait until the cultivation is higher, and it is not too late to come again, after all, there is only one free opportunity, and if you want to come for the second time, it may take three or four years.

For the magic weapon of having an ancient mirror, Chang An didn't care, and now he, in addition to the expectations for the Magic Pavilion, the rest was all excitement and excitement to try.

Going north to the Magic Pavilion, there are seven floors, except for the upper three floors that can only be entered with the approval of the elders, the lower four floors are almost all places that can be browsed, and the role of the spell is almost the same as the existence of secular martial arts cheats, but the spell is a means that requires spiritual power as a drive to be cast.

Walking into the art pavilion, the first thing Chang'an saw was a dazzling array of various bookshelves.

On this bookshelf there are a dazzling, countless books, some thick and some thin, there is a two-meter gap between each bookshelf, between this gap, Chang'an saw many young men and women with serious looks, or standing or leaning or sitting cross-legged, carefully looking at the books in their hands, even the arrival of Chang'an, but also caused a slight ear, for fear of wasting time and destroying the evolution of magic in the heart.