Chen Ling arranged for Xie Feng to stay in the best VIP room, and told her that if necessary, just ask her or Gu Xuan.
She was the leader of the clan and had to take care of everything. After saying that, she left in a hurry due to business. Gu Xuan stayed to chat for a while and then left.
At this time, the sun was gradually setting, and the sky and earth were covered with dusk. Soon the dusk faded and entered the quiet night.
Xie Feng left the room and walked in the imperial city. He wanted to know about the training place here.
Whether it is a race or a sect, their foundation is talent, and the foundation of talent is the place of cultivation.
This is very important.
In the vast imperial city, there stand countless cultivation towers. These towers are towering into the clouds, dark and majestic.
They are made of four materials, namely gold, silver, copper and iron, among which the gold tower is the most important and the iron tower is the second.
Only senior members of the clan like Chen Ling or Gu Xuan can enter the Golden Pagoda, but because Xie Feng is of great significance to the Chen clan, he is not restricted from going anywhere.
Xie Feng came to the center of the imperial city, which looked the most gorgeous and majestic golden tower. He entered smoothly just by brushing his face.
Chen Ling had already told the whole clan that everyone must recognize this face!
This is a heroic face!
Handsome!
universal!
A unique privilege!
The golden pagoda has ten floors. Xie Feng went directly to the top floor, where there was only one room.
Pushing open the gilded door and walking into the room, you can see rows of tall bookshelves, and even the walls are filled with books, all kinds of scrolls, all kinds of books, everything you need.
Xie Feng flipped through it casually, and found that most of these exercises were at the holy level, mostly martial arts and alchemy.
There is a scroll, wrapped in a simple blue bag, revealing a yellow bamboo slip with traces of time. Although it is unremarkable, it is overflowing with the powerful power of Taoism.
Xie Feng was attracted.
He picked up the cloth bag and pulled out the bamboo slips, and a mysterious and powerful energy flow overflowed. This kind of breath was different from Dan Dao, martial arts or other common "Tao", but a new "Tao"!
Xie Feng lowered his eyes and looked at the two sincere words "Wen Dao" on the scroll.
He was slightly shaken...
Literary?
He opened the scroll, and each symbol and line of text formed an infinite literary and Taoist rhyme, which surrounded Xie Feng and allowed him to unveil the mysterious veil of this "Tao".
There are tens of millions of "Taos" in this world, and the mainstream ones are not just elixirs, martial arts, medicine, and formations, but there is also an extremely special but extremely powerful "Tao" called the Tao of Wen!
There is a way of cultivation in the world, which is to enter the Tao through literature!
Mainly cultivate talents and culture!
Wenli, an energy that is opposite to force, can be practiced to a great extent, and your mouth can be like a sword, and you can kill people with your mouth! It can even be on par with martial arts!
Most people who practice literature have a dream in their hearts, that is... a scholar can also settle down the world!
Looking at this scroll, Xie Feng was moved.
In his previous life, he was just a second-rate college student who also studied science. Since time travel, he has been practicing martial arts. Although he looks polite on the outside, he is a little less showy on the inside.
Now that you have this opportunity, why not learn the ropes?
Anyway, he is very capable of self-learning!
and!
He also has an advantage that no one in the Taoist world can match!
He is a time traveler!
The place where he once lived, that blue planet, that prosperous country, has a history of five thousand years, during which countless famous men of letters were born.
They wrote famous articles through the ages...
They leave a legacy…
With each pen and each heart, they worked hard to gather together some literary stories!
These are all buffs given by our ancestors!
Xie Feng's eyes flashed. He found a bunch of martial arts related to Wen Dao in the golden pagoda and moved them all back to his room.
He feels that he needs to improve his internal content and be calm. He can't just fight and kill. A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything. Of course, if you can't win an argument, then you have to take action...
Xie Feng hunkered down at his desk, reading at night with a scroll in hand. The more he read, the more insignificant he felt, and his state of mind gradually calmed down through each wonderful article...
This night...
Bright candles, dawn.
…
Worry-free Academy.
Su Shang has carved out a realm on her own. At this moment, she is sitting in the spiritual realm, her apricot eyes are slightly closed, and her body is ignited with blazing flames.
The golden flames are reflected in the dim space, like the light of the sun breaking through the dark clouds. The power of the fire is raging, and the realm is twisting, deforming, and reorganizing!!
Xuxuan Emperor Flame swallowed up Qiluo Immortal Fire!
The two merge into one!
This is a great innovation of flame, an unprecedented tempering!
In the criss-crossing fire, a proud roar sounded, and a white tiger as majestic as a mountain appeared above Su Shang's head!
Dharma!
Taichu White Tiger!
Under the escort of the White Tiger Dharma, Su Shang successfully swallowed and controlled the Xu Xuan Emperor Flame.
Once this emperor-level thing is integrated into the body, it will bring a terrifying increase in energy.
Su Shang's cultivation level is rising rapidly, and he has crossed two great realms in a short period of time, from the seventh level of Daokong Realm to the seventh level of Dao Shen Realm!
At the same moment...
Inner courtyard.
Zhou Jin is practicing in a certain back mountain. Since Xie Feng revealed his true identity and became the hero who saved the academy, they no longer need to pretend to be disciples. Instead, they can stay in the academy freely as distinguished guests without any control.
Zhou Jin's breath was like clouds, and his heart sank into his Dantian. After breathing in and out for several days, his whole body gradually became clear and refreshed.
He exudes the power of the Tengu. As a young and powerful orc, he has devoted himself to training since he entered the Xuanji Sect and steadily marched towards the highest realm.
His ideal...
That is to become an infinitely powerful man and the master of a universe!
At this time...
A figure appeared vaguely not far away. He looked at Zhou Jin, feeling the tengu aura emanating from him, and his eyes seemed to be frozen, staring straight at him.
Then……
Step by step, step forward.
Sensing changes in the outside world...
brush!
Zhou Jin instantly opened his cold eyes!
The man in front of him was dressed in indigo cloth, with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and messy eyebrows, small stubble on his lips, tired eyes, and stiff lips like a line.
He dresses like a poor man and looks like a fugitive.
now……
His eyes sparkled with excitement.
Zhou Jin raised his eyebrows: "Who is your Excellency? I have never seen you in the academy!"
"Mu Lin!"
The man stared at Zhou Jin's face, his voice low.
Zhou Jin felt a little uncomfortable. This man was staring straight at my face...Am I so handsome?!
He stood up, taller and stronger than Mulin, and said, "What's the matter?"
Mu Lin raised his eyes: "You have the blood of Tengu! And you are completely pure blood! This is the only one in the Tao world!"
Zhou Jin frowned slightly: "What does this have to do with you?"
Mu Lin didn't say anything. He lowered his head slightly and suddenly clenched his fists, and a huge pressure burst out from his body.