Jiang Ning recognized who it was and turned around with a wry smile: "Junior sister Wang Yan, yes, I'm going to go out. If you have anything to do, please do it first."
Since he moved to Weizi Pavilion, apart from Zhang Xuan, Wang Yan has been the most frequent visitor to him, and even Zhou Hao cannot compare with her.
"Hey, what a coincidence, I just want to go out, why don't we go together."
Today, Wang Yan is wearing a purple dress with a matching lining, and small boots of the same color with small bells strung on red strings, which jingle as she walks. Coupled with two waist-length black ponytails,
Very youthful.
Jiang Ning's refusal turned into "Okay" instead of trying to live up to expectations.
"Where are you going, brother Ning?" Wang Yan walked side by side with him, attracting the envious looks of many male students along the way.
Jiang Ning secretly looked at the pretty girl next to him from time to time, smelling the faint fragrance from her body, and replied without blushing: "Shentong Pavilion."
Wang Yan seemed not to notice his gaze, and said with a smile: "Yes, brother Ning is also a master of Fengchu Realm now, it's time to practice magical powers. I have seen almost all the magical powers in the academy, and I am going to go too,
How about I help you choose."
Wang Yan also broke through the college inspection department to rescue Jiang Ning, but she did not suffer any retaliation afterwards. At that time, Jiang Ning guessed that she had a good background in the college.
After a slight hesitation, he nodded in agreement.
Shentong Pavilion is located in the southwest of Zhiyin Square. It is a four-story pavilion.
The top of the pavilion is a single eaves with four pointed corners, covered with blue glazed tiles, with a gilded copper roof in the middle. Each floor is surrounded by a cinnabar verandah. The pavilion only has the main entrance, and there are eight doors with three crossings and six bowls.
Symmetrical.
There is a plaque hanging above the center, which reads "Shentong Pavilion"!
"Who wrote these three words? They were written with an iron pen and a silver hook. They are so majestic." Jiang Ning said nonsense.
Wang Yan smiled half-heartedly and said, "Brother Ning still knows calligraphy?"
He doesn't know anything about calligraphy. This is not to show off in front of Wang Yan, so as not to think that he is just a reckless man who knows how to fight.
"I know a little bit about it." Jiang Ning walked into the pavilion quickly without blushing, fearing that she would be at a loss for words if she asked her questions again.
Wang Yan smiled and followed closely without saying anything else.
"There are four floors inside the attic. The first floor contains the magical skills practiced in Fengchu Realm. There are seventy-two volumes of fighting techniques, thirty-one volumes of exercises, one hundred and one volumes of spells, and sixty-two volumes of side sects.
There are thirteen volumes of Zuo Dao, three volumes of formations, one volume of elixirs, and half a volume of instruments."
"You can't enter the second floor, so I don't know what's inside." Wang Yan knew that Jiang Ning was coming to Shentong Pavilion for the first time, so she introduced her thoughtfully.
Jiang Ning didn't pay attention to what she said behind her. His eyes were completely fascinated by the books piled up on the four walls. He asked curiously: "Why are there fewer books as you go to the back, and only half a volume is left when you get to the book?"
Wang Yan pursed her lips and said angrily: "Because alchemy is the most difficult, and alchemy cultivators and weapon cultivators are not strong in combat, there are not many people who learn it, and more importantly, they are also prodigal. Just our Qingling Academy
How can I afford to support this little family?"
Jiang Ning nodded, stepped forward and took out a volume with "Fasting Ruins" written on it. He flipped through it briefly and found that it was a set of talisman volumes. He put it back when he felt it was boring and took out another volume "Zuo Wang Lun" to read. He himself has practiced "Kun Yuan Bao Jian", which is a method of becoming a god. Although the cultivation method of "Zuo Wang Lun" is novel, it will not make him lose the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds.
Wang Yan watched from the side as he read several volumes in a row, but found nothing that he liked. She showed a sly smile and said, "Brother Ning, take a look at that volume."
Green fingers pointed to the eighth row and twenty-second column of the south wall.
On the way, she said she would help Jiang Ning choose a set of magical powers. Jiang Ning was originally full of expectations, but when he went to pick up the booklet she pointed at, he caught sight of the cunning in her eyes from the corner of his eye, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.<
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He knew that this little girl was very mean-spirited and would be attentive to nothing, so she might be thinking of some way to trick him...
"It's a pity that Brother Xuan has gone home to take a bath, otherwise I wouldn't have agreed to let her accompany me to choose." Jiang Ning sighed and half-hesitantly pulled out the booklet she was pointing to.
I saw the four characters "Five Arts of Thunder Movement" written on the booklet!
"The name is quite deceiving..." Jiang Ning opened it, and the first page read: "Yuanshi Dazhen, Five Thunders, Taihua Haoying, Donglang Eight Gates, Five Directions, Wu
You Bu Wen..."
When he was about to look down, he felt dizzy.
"The books here have all been marked with talismans. There is no way to continue reading without the mark. How about the one I chose for you?" Wang Yan seemed sure that Jiang Ning would want this volume, and said with a smile. p>
So that's it...Jiang Ning also had such a reaction when he was practicing "Qing Ling Tuna Jue" before. He immediately closed the book and put it back to its original place and said: "It's quite powerful. Don't recommend it next time. I'll take a look.
Others."
Wang Yan: "...."
Why is this girl so kind? Something is wrong with her!
Jiang Ning took out another volume, glanced at it twice, shook his head and put it back.
After reading seven or eight volumes in succession, he sighed helplessly. It seemed that the set of magical powers recommended by Wang Yan was really interesting. After looking at the others, he found that they were either not as good as the Shinto techniques or were not even as powerful as the ones recommended by Wang Yan.
The fart is so strong.
"Qingling Academy is still too small..."
Jiang Ning, who had seen "Kun Yuan Bao Jian" and "Shan Ze Annotation", no longer looked down upon ordinary magical powers.
He couldn't help but think of his unmarried daughter-in-law, and he didn't know how she was doing in Linlang Taoist Temple. Jiang Ning still remembered that Zhang Fuling said that he would take him to Linlang Taoist Temple to practice in the future. Although it was unlikely to come true,
After all, there is hope.
Moreover, as one of the four sects of the Five Academy that governs Kyushu, Linlang Taoist Academy’s magical powers must be hundreds of times stronger than those of Qingling Academy!
"That's all, just choose "Five Arts of Thunder Movement"."
Jiang Ning thought in his mind, but he walked straight out and had no intention of continuing to choose magical powers.
When Wang Yan saw this, she became anxious and chased after her. Before leaving, she didn't forget to take the "Five Skills of Thunder Movement" on the wall cabinet with her.
"Brother Ning, don't you want to choose?" she asked softly.
"I haven't decided what to choose. I'd better wait until Henry Zhang comes back and let him help me choose." Jiang Ning deliberately stopped and said depressedly.
"In this case, you might as well choose the one I picked for you and practice it first. Who cares if you learn more magical powers anyway? And think about it, Zhao Yuan will definitely hold a grudge this time when you make the Director of the Institute of Inspection and Quarantine furious.
You, first learn a magical skill to defend yourself so that you are prepared."
"This little girl is really weird!" Jiang Ning thought to himself, but he was right.
In Wang Yan's expectant eyes, he took the magical power book and went to the registered disciples guarding the pavilion.
As a practitioner in the Fengchu realm, Jiang Ning no longer has many restrictions on practicing magical powers. The disciple guarding the pavilion took out a clear half-moon-shaped jade and pressed it on the book. He muttered a few words before seeing the magical power book.
There was a white light passing by and disappeared.
"Okay, senior brother." The disciple handed the booklet to Jiang Ning and said, "Senior brother, write down the house, name and home location. Oh, by the way, remember that you need to register again every seven days."