I have a magic pot

Obviously, this book pavilion, which is related to the thousand-year inheritance of Tiannan College, is not only guarded by the two teachers and a few disciples on duty.

On the first floor of the classics pavilion, there are still several junior disciples walking around, seeming to be looking for the classics they need.

After a slight pause, Han Feng went upstairs without staying on the first floor.

With his current cultivation base, he naturally had to choose the top classics in the spiritual level, otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of reward opportunities.

Climbing up the stairs at the southeast corner of the first floor, Han Feng climbed up to the second floor of the Book Pavilion.

Compared with the terrifying number of classics on the first floor, the second floor is significantly less, and the area of ​​the tower is also much smaller.

However, Han Feng roughly estimated that there might be more than tens of thousands of these mortal exercises and martial arts combined.

Han Feng was naturally not interested in Fanpin classics, so he climbed the stairs again and went directly to the third floor.

Compared with the second floor, there are much fewer classics on the third floor. Han Feng roughly estimated that there are less than [-] books.

However, even so, this number still surprised Han Feng.

You know, when you were in Bailong County, a book of spiritual skills or martial arts could be used as a family heirloom to prosper the family from generation to generation.

However, there are thousands of such precious classics in Tiannan Academy.

It has to be said that Tiannan Academy, as the No. [-] Martial Arts Academy in Xichuan Province, has a thousand-year history, which is really extraordinary.

Afterwards, Han Feng looked up again, and saw a dark yellow light curtain separating the third floor from the fourth floor. Although the light curtain was dim, it revealed a palpitating terrifying force.

Han Feng couldn't help but think to himself, since the third floor of the Classic Book Pavilion is the spiritual martial arts, the fourth floor is the general martial arts, what about the fifth floor...?

Although he was curious, Han Feng knew that he was not qualified to go up to the fourth or fifth floors, so he should honestly choose the spiritual classics, and think about other things when he became a senior disciple in the future.

And it is not easy to choose the classics. In order to prevent the disciples from flipping through the classics, they should remember the exercises in their hearts while browsing.

The classics in the classics pavilion are all recorded in "Jade Slips", and restrictions are set. Students who borrow classics can only see the names and brief introductions of the exercises and make choices.

Only after confirming the borrowing can the restriction be lifted and the contents inside be seen.

Han Feng intends to find a book of agility and martial arts that is suitable for his cultivation.

However, among nearly [-] classics, it is not easy to find one suitable for one's own cultivation.

If you read the jade slips one by one, you might have to see them tomorrow morning.

Fortunately, Han Feng is a spiritual master in the solid acupoint state, so it is not difficult for him.

Seeing that there was no one on the third floor at the moment, Han Feng simply radiated his spiritual power like a tide, covering all these martial arts and martial arts.

Immediately, on the surface of the jade slip, a steady stream of information flooded into my mind.

With a strong mind, Han Feng multi-tasked and quickly screened in his mind.

Not long after, the two martial arts techniques appeared in Han Feng's mind...

Chapter 522 "Uncle Wang"

Han Feng screened out two natural martial arts through his mental power, both of which are high-level spiritual martial arts, namely "Treading Snow Without Trace" and "Three Folding Waves Qianlong".

These two body skills are the most outstanding among all the body skills on the third floor, no matter in terms of rank or efficacy.

Among them, "Treading the Snow Without a Trace" is a body martial art that tends to be elegant and light.

This movement method is not only elegant and dexterous, but also has a small load on the body, so it can be used for a long time on the road, or seesaw with the enemy. It is not only practical, but also very beautiful and chic when used.

In contrast, "Three Folding Waves of Qianlong" appears to be much bolder and more direct.

This body method pays attention to instant bursts, like a huge wave of ten thousand feet rushing down thousands of miles, it can burst out with extreme speed in an instant, and it is divided into three levels, namely "first fold", "second fold" and "three fold waves".

If they can reach the realm of "Three Folded Waves", the martial artist can even jump directly in the air, jump three times in a row, and jump hundreds of feet into the sky, just like a dragon diving into the sea, soaring into the sky!

The theoretical power of Qianlong Trifold Wave is naturally stronger than that of Taxue Wuhen.

But at the same time, it is more difficult to cultivate, and both the load on the physical body and the consumption of spiritual power are far more than the latter.

In this case, I am afraid that many spiritual warriors will tend to choose "Treading Snow Without Trace".

But Han Feng decisively chose "Three Folded Waves of Qianlong".

Because Han Feng's physical toughness and spiritual power are far superior to those of the same level of spiritual warriors, and he fully meets the training requirements of "Three Folded Waves of Qianlong".

In this way, it is natural to choose this more powerful body martial art.

After choosing body skills and martial arts, Han Feng radiated his mental power again and began to search the bookshelves for body training exercises.

After searching for a while, Han Feng couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling a little disappointed.

Because the third floor of the Book Pavilion is near Wanyu bamboo slips, there are only a dozen volumes of exercises for body training, and more importantly, Han Feng has not found a single exercise that is suitable for his own cultivation after going through the screening just now.

The degree of refinement of these exercises is obviously weaker by more than one level compared to the Chiyuba Physical Art that he cultivated.

Even if he cultivated to the state of great accomplishment, he was much weaker than his current physique, and Han Feng couldn't cultivate at all.

After thinking about it, Han Feng could also understand that Chiyu Dominant Body Jue is also a high-level spiritual skill, and it was something brought out by Yin Zun.

At the same level, how could there be a stronger body training method than the Chiji Ba Body Jue.

But even though he figured this out, Han Feng was a little bit in trouble.

If you can't find a suitable body training method on the third floor, and you are not qualified to enter the fourth or fifth floor, what should you do.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Feng used his mental power again and searched again to avoid mistakes.

However, after a while, there was still nothing.

Helpless, Han Feng could only think about whether to find another book on attacking martial arts.

However, Han Feng already has a master martial skill "Broken Star Spear Technique", and choosing a spiritual attack martial skill can only be regarded as icing on the cake, not of much use.

Just when Han Feng had no choice but to choose a book of attacking martial arts.

"Gudong Gudong...!"

A vision came from the corner of the third-floor classics pavilion, as if something had rolled down.

Han Feng's heart moved, he dodged to the corner, took a look, but couldn't help being stunned on the spot.

At the bottom of the stairs leading from the third floor to the fourth floor, an old man in a blue gown, a square scarf, and gray hair was lying on the ground, motionless.

Looking at his "creeping posture" with all five bodies on the ground, and one foot still kicking on the steps, it seems that he stepped on the ground and rolled down the stairs.

Han Feng looked at the four-story channel above, which was sealed off by an enchantment, and then sensed the old man's body, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation at all.

After confirming that the other party could not have come down from the fourth floor, Han Feng began to consider whether he should help the old man.

The reason why you need to think about it is that there are too many examples in the previous life that "supported you" and helped you "bankrupt".

Han Feng was afraid that the old man would rely on him as soon as he gave him a hand, and he would be unable to explain why.

But after hesitating for a while, Han Feng still stepped forward to help the old man. After all, the folk customs in Lingwu Continent are relatively simple, not to mention, this is Tiannan College.

As soon as Han Feng put his hand on the old man's shoulder, he was about to pull him up, but the other party suddenly reached out and grabbed Han Feng's wrist tightly.

"Boy..."

"Fuck!"

Han Feng was taken aback, and secretly called "Oops", did he really let himself meet the old man who was "waiting for a rabbit" and caught his stupid rabbit?

Fortunately, Han Feng's reaction was also extremely fast, his thoughts flickered, his feet softened, and he fell down beside the old man with an "ouch".

Immediately, Han Feng's whole body twitched like an electric shock, and he couldn't help moaning in pain.

"Oh...it hurts to death, it's over, my leg, my hand, it must be broken...!"

Han Feng suddenly resorted to a "jedi counterattack", which obviously stunned the old man.

The old man in green was stunned for a long time before he let out a "huh".

Immediately, he got up from the ground again, looking at Han Feng who was moaning with his eyes closed, he stretched out his hand and patted Han Feng's shoulder.

"Young man, I didn't exert any strength, why did you lie down? Are you crazy with epilepsy?"

Han Feng squinted his eyes to see the old man get up, and heard the other party say these words, he couldn't help being taken aback, stopped the "immersive performance", and looked at the old man.

I saw the old man in his 50s or [-]s. Although his hair was gray, his face was not too old. He had a square face and a broad nose, and was dressed as a scribe. He looked similar to Di Yueming's meticulous temperament.

It's just that the old man's eyebrows are thick and thick, with the ends slightly drooping down, which are three points more exaggerated than Zhao Weinan's "囧 eyebrows", which makes people laugh.

Seeing the old man stand up by himself, Han Feng asked cautiously.

"Master, there is nothing wrong with you, are you?"

Hearing this, the old man frowned with thick eyebrows, dissatisfied.

"You young man speaks so rudely, you should salute and say hello when you see an elder, why are you talking nonsense, so impolite?

The old man just wandered too far away, immersed in the "big thousand dreams" too much, accidentally fell downstairs, and didn't want to be disturbed by your rude young man again, what a bad luck! "

Han Feng couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately understood what the other party meant.

The old man of feelings is when he was taking a nap, he accidentally rolled down the stairs, fell like a dog, and was bumped into by himself.

Thinking about it, I felt a little uncomfortable on my face, and that's why I looked dissatisfied.

Han Feng didn't care about this, as long as the other party didn't come to blackmail people.

Immediately, under the horrified eyes of the old man, Han Feng turned over and stood up, and cupped his hands at the old man again.

"Kid Han Feng, I didn't ask the elder for your name."

Seeing Han Feng salute to him, the old man's face softened a little.

"My surname is Wang, and my first name is 'Fugui'!"

"Wang Fugui!"

Hearing this name, the corners of Han Feng's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that the vulgarity of this name could be compared with that of his father-in-law "Zhou Dafu".

Han Feng asked again casually.

"Uncle Wang, the Classic Book Pavilion is an important place of the academy, why are you here?"

Hearing Han Feng's address, Wang Fugui frowned again.

"Rude, what's 'Uncle Wang', called Mr. Wang!"

Han Feng had no choice but to call "Mr. Wang".

Only then did the old man reluctantly nodded, and immediately said proudly.

"The old man's duty is to be responsible, to clean up the collection of books in the Book Pavilion every day."

Han Feng couldn't help being slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and muttered secretly.

"Cleaning up the Classics Pavilion, Uncle Wang of Feelings is responsible for cleaning the Classics Pavilion. As expected of the Classics Pavilion, even the sanitation uncle is so arrogant."

At this time, Uncle Wang also looked at Han Feng, and said immediately.

"Young man, you are here to borrow classics, right? The Classical Book Pavilion is an important place for the academy. If you have selected the classics, leave quickly and don't stay here casually."

When Han Feng heard the words, his heart moved.

Xin said, since Uncle Wang is the cleaning staff in the Book Pavilion, he must be very familiar with the collection of books here, why don't I ask him.

Chapter 523 The Thing of the Kingdom

Han Feng wanted to ask more information about the Book Pavilion, so he wanted to find this "Uncle Wang Fugui" to make friends with him.

However, this Uncle Wang is not only full of "whatever you want", full of youthful style, but also very cold.

Faced with Han Feng's questioning, he simply ignored it.

He casually took out an ancient book from his lapel, sat on the steps, and read it while shaking his head.

Han Feng stepped forward, but before asking, he waved to the convenience and signaled Han Feng to go away.

When Han Feng saw this, he was angry and funny, thinking that this old man is quite stylish.

Naturally, Han Feng did not leave easily, and simply found a classic from his storage ring, and sat on the same step with the old man to read it.

At the same time, he took out another Huazi, lit it and put it in his mouth.

Immediately, the old and the young sat on both sides of the same step, reading books separately.

Wang Fugui was originally sitting on the steps, carefully flipping through the books.