Ling Feng soon arrived at the quiet and huge Master's Mansion. The entire Master's Mansion looked like a huge roulette wheel from a height. On top of the roulette wheel, there were also carved Yin-Yang Bagua diagrams, eight-star stone formations, etc.
It looks very majestic, and when faced directly, it gives people a warning to be quiet and polite.
"Is the person coming here Mr. Ling from Ling's Pharmacy Hall? What's the emergency? Why are you so flustered? I usually teach you the tricks of calming one's appearance, soothing one's heart, and hiding one's heart. You can achieve success. How can you see it now?"
In the empty hall, an old man's voice suddenly came, making Ling Feng stand in awe and stand on the spot.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuge, I know I was wrong!"
"I teach you knowledge so that you can learn to be calm, hide your skills in your heart, see the stars clearly, and achieve great things. Before you achieve success, there is no need to call me your teacher, and you cannot claim to be my disciple outside."
The stern voice still sounded in the empty hall, and the old man's phantom gradually appeared in front of Ling Feng.
"Sir, Ling Feng knows this and will never do it again in the future!"
After Ling Feng finished speaking firmly, he felt something shaking in front of him. He raised his head and saw an old man with a fairy-like temperament, holding a feather fan in his hand and fanning it slightly. He saw his blue pupils, so he asked.
"Mr. Zhuge, are you in retreat? Why did you meet the boy in a phantom formation?"
"Well, I'm currently studying the Star Formation, the fifth formation: Overlord Five Cauldron Formation! I have been studying this formation for ten years, but it's still hard to figure it out. Hey!" Zhuge Yuandao said with a slight sigh.
"Sir, don't worry! It is already a very high level of practice for people in the world to have reached the fifth formation of the third volume. There are still less than 20 people in the world. Based on your wisdom, the master should not be far away from his path. It may only be a matter of fate."
That's all." Ling Feng cupped his hands and said softly.
"What you said is absolutely correct. My Taoism and practice should not be told to outsiders. I no longer want to leave the mountain. I just want to spend the rest of my life here." Zhuge Yuandao, although he had reminded Ling Feng many times, but in his heart,
As if feeling anxious, he repeated it again.
"I know, please don't worry, sir. By the way, I would like to borrow a book from you, so I can read it carefully when I get home." Ling Feng didn't want to disturb his practice anymore, so he got to the point.
"What book?" Zhuge Yuandao asked.
""Ten Thousand Years of Technological Instruments Book"" Ling Feng scratched his head and thought for a moment. He had seen the most comprehensive book on weapons in his teacher's room before, and said with teeth.
"This book is in the 39th category of the 27th category in the third area of the fifth floor. Go get it yourself and put it back quietly after use."
Zhuge Yuandao said it word for word. Hearing this, Ling Feng immediately wiped his forehead with sweat. He could still remember the location of so many books. Although it was not the first time that he had seen his sharpness, he still had the feeling after hearing it again.
The meaning of shock exists.
"Okay, I got it, kid." After saying that, the old man's shadow disappeared. Only Ling Feng, who was grumbling in his heart, was left, "Fortunately, I also learned the memory method from my husband, otherwise the piece of information just now would have been like
Gone away like the wind..."
Ling Feng entered the huge building, and couldn't help but smell the fragrance of books, and his mind became clearer. He walked up the strong wooden winding ladder to the fifth floor, and quickly found a book according to the position in his mind.
A very heavy book was taken down from the neat bookshelf, and the smell of ancient paper that hit his nostrils made Ling Feng very excited.
"Ten thousand years of technical equipment manual!" Lingfeng looked at the five golden characters and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, but the feeling was solid.
Ling Feng quickly held the book steady and walked outside. After leaving Master Zhuge's Mansion, he returned home directly. Ling Linna had already delivered the packed meals to his room.
"Feng'er, you must practice properly and don't forget food and pillows, mother." Ling Feng wanted to dive into books to find this kind of weapon, but when he saw his mother's message, he couldn't help but let go of his impatience and sat down.
He ate hard in front of the table.
After dinner, light up the lamp.
Ling Feng finally couldn't wait to open the thick technical equipment catalog. Starting from the classification of weapons, he finally found the classification of chains. There are hundreds of types of this classification. Ling Feng could only look at the pictures one by one.
, identify it.
"Why are there so many similar ones? These are one of the types of weapons rarely used in the past..." Ling Feng muttered, but his eyes were looking at the book as if they were shining brightly.
"It's you! I finally found it! It's hidden here!" Ling Feng frowned and searched, and found Zhuge Yuandao's notes in the blank space of the page, along with a picture and a small number of words.
It says: They are both of the chain-thorn type, and there is also a type called cloud hook thorn, but this type was lost a thousand years ago. Later, people imitated hundreds of chain-thorn weapons, but due to the high difficulty of learning the weapons,
, there are very few people who can achieve great success, so they are gradually replaced by other weapons.
"Halo! It turns out it's just an outdated weapon, but I still think it's a treasure!" Ling Feng put the book on the bed with some disappointment, got down under the bed, and took out the attached elemental skill of the Phantom Thorn.