The next day, the sun passed through the thick fog that enveloped the town, shining on the trees with branches and leaves, and through the gaps, spots of light fell on the place.
"Peng Peng..."
"Acheng, open the door quickly. Today is the day when the Sutra Pavilion is opened."
In the hut, the handsome boy rubbed his sleepy eyes and recalled the words he talked with his grandfather at night with candles yesterday. The boy couldn't help but smile. After a simple washing, he opened the hut in a white shirt.
The door of the room.
At the door, it was Ye Ming. Seeing Ye Cheng open the door, Ye Ming said with a smile, "Hehe, that's right. You have to sleep until you wake up naturally. Why do you work so hard every day? Occasionally
You need to have a good rest and make adjustments."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go." Seeing what Ye Ming said, Ye Cheng's face also raised a black line for a few days, gave the former a blank look, and then ignored the former's dissatisfaction, crossed his hands and laid on the back of his head.
He walked towards Wujing Pavilion with Ye Ming.
In the center of the Ye family, a tall building dozens of feet tall stands. The sun shines on the undried water droplets on the tiles of the eaves of the tall building, shining and catching eyes. A horizontal screen is hanging in front of the tall building.
On the horizontal screen, the three words "Wu Jing Pavilion" are imprinted on it with a mysterious calligraphy revealing in chaos. Thinking carefully gives people the illusion of vicissitudes of time. In front of the tall building, dozens of young girls were there.
Standing and waiting.
Most of the eyes of everyone looked at the Wujing Pavilion standing in front of him. As a member of the Ye family, everyone here understood that there were three floors in the building in front of him, including the advanced martial arts and martial arts.
There are countless. The lower martial arts placed on the first floor alone are tens of thousands of volumes. Any book is revealed, which is enough to make ordinary warriors jealous.
In this small town, it is difficult for ordinary people to find a low-level martial arts book that can be ranked in the grade. Many martial artists practice miscellaneous martial arts that are not ranked in the grade. Of course, their future achievements will be limited, and only like
Only top forces like the Ye family, like a local snake, can collect so many martial arts and skills for their children to comprehend.
The second floor of the Wu Jing Pavilion is the middle-hand martial arts. Of course, the number of martial arts is far less than one. After all, a middle-hand martial arts martial arts are enough to allow a person with a little bit of martial arts talent to have a tread.
The qualification to enter the peak of the Blood Qi Sutra. Once you have such strength, you can also be considered a number one person in Luoyang Town. Even the big forces like the Ye family and Luo family have many elders who are just blood Qi.
The strength of the peak realm.
It is conceivable how valuable these martial arts have is that even the Ye family has accumulated over the years, there are only a few hundred types.
The martial arts and martial arts placed on the third level are truly the value of this Wujing Pavilion. How many people cannot see the best martial arts and martial arts in their entire lives, and in this Wujing Pavilion, the third one
There are dozens of books on the layer.
The foundation of a big family is reflected here. Of course, this third level is only for the senior members of the family, such as the head of the family, elders, etc., and ordinary children do not have the opportunity to enter unless they are licensed.
Generally, the first floor of martial arts is open to every Ye family, and the second floor is only open to this time.
"Look, Ye Cheng is here."
Suddenly, someone shouted, and everyone's eyes changed and turned to the other end of the path. After a while, there was a hint of envy in the hot eyes. I saw two figures appearing at the other end of the path.
In front of everyone, one of them was thin, with hands on the back of his head. He didn't seem to care about everyone's hot gaze. The figure came slowly without being anxious or slow. It looked like a lazy feeling. Everyone present,
At first glance, the owner who saw that the figure was Ye Cheng, who was in the limelight recently.
"Wow, I'm such a pervert after having such strength in two months." In the crowd, one of them looked at the former in a demonic way and murmured.
"I heard from the third elder that Ye Cheng defeated Ye Wei that day was the middle-class advanced martial arts, Shitie, and that power. I envy him when I think of it."
"Yes, it would be great if I could have that kind of martial arts."
In an instant, various discussions arose, and bursts of noise broke the tranquility before and soared into the sky.
Unlike everyone, among the crowd, Ye Wei bit the corner of his mouth and stared at the figure with hatred. Looking at his mental state, all the injuries he suffered when fighting Ye Cheng that day had recovered.
, the arrogance in his body has also been much restrained, and I think the last blow was quite heavy for him.
"Crack"
When Ye Cheng came to the crowd, the thick and ancient door of the Sutra Pavilion also opened with a creaking sound. An old figure slowly stepped out from there. It was the elder who guarded the pavilion of the Ye family.
Ye Mo. is the oldest elder in the Ye family.
Taking slow steps, Elder Ye Mo's dry old face came out of the Wujing Pavilion with expressionless expression. Although he was a hundred years old, he did not give people the feeling of aging.
The turbid old eyes swept through the crowd in front of them, and a sound full of vicissitudes sounded in everyone's ears.
"Today, my Ye family's Wujing Pavilion is opened, and you can enter the second floor. Choose a martial arts skills in the middle. After registering here, you can take it out of the cabinet for three days, and copy the copy within three days.
Return to Wujing Pavilion. This time, the second floor of Wujing Pavilion has only been opened for three hours. If you cannot complete the selection within time, then I can only say sorry to you.
"Remember, when you are out of the house, remember to sit down and register the martial arts you selected with the old man, otherwise it will be considered stealing." Elder Ye Mo instructed, then waved his hand slightly and said, "Enter, remember only
Three hours.”
As soon as Elder Ye Mo's voice fell, many people couldn't wait to rush into the Wujing Pavilion like a swarm. Looking at the people around him constantly disappearing into the Wujing Pavilion, Ye Ming couldn't help it and turned his head.
He said to Ye Cheng: "Acheng, I'll enter first."
After saying that, he also entered the Wujing Pavilion.
The middle-handed martial arts skills are quite attractive to Ye Cheng now. Whenever he thinks of asking Mr. Mu for martial arts skills, Mr. Mu uses his martial arts skills to be too low and he does not have any inventory. The former is also helpless.
This also leads to Ye Cheng's lack of attack methods, and he is still able to take advantage of "Lei Ben".
"I don't know when the teacher will wake up."
Ye Cheng smiled bitterly, looking at the crowd that was still full just now, and now the surroundings were empty. Only then did he notice that Elder Ye Mo who had been staring at him was also respectfully clasped his fists and bowed respectfully, and then he also entered the Wujing Pavilion.
Looking at Ye Cheng's figure disappearing from the Wujing Pavilion, a gentle smile appeared on Elder Ye Mo's dry face, "This child is quite like Ye Shan's back then."