Why are you looking at me like this? This is also good for you. Anyway, you have already come in now, so why don’t you hurry up and choose a secret book to recover some losses?”

Looking at the gloomy face of the Five Poison Boy, Yang Feng raised his eyebrows at her and signaled.

The five poisons boy snorted and left indignantly, but he was soon attracted by the dazzling array of secret books in front of him, and his eyes were full of light.

This Yudian Pavilion is a collection of martial arts inheritance and classics passed down from the Holy Fire Sect since ancient times, and has various magical and combat skills.

When Yang Feng and the others walked into this place, they seemed to have entered a department store, and their eyes were blurred.

Although many jade slips here are covered with a thick layer of dust because no one has taken care of for a long time, this does not affect its value that has caused a sensation in the world.

It can be said that any martial arts here, thrown into the secular world outside, can make a group of martial arts heroes snatch their heads and make them bloody.

After Yang Xiaoyi walked around the bottom of the first floor, he also held two jade slips with excitement and said: Third brother, look, the third-grade high-level combat skills are third-grade high-level combat skills. In the past, our family only had first-grade combat skills, but I never thought that one day I could get third-grade combat skills, which was like a dream."

Her eyes were filled with tears, and Yang Xiaoyi felt excited.

Yang Feng looked at him, rolled his eyes helplessly and sighed: Second brother, please, you are already the King of War now. Isn’t it good to not be so rustic? Both the combat skills and techniques are twelve grades. For masters, the third-grade combat skills are thrown to the streets and no one picks them up? In some wealthy families, the third-grade combat skills are used for children to enlighten them. If you are a King of War, you will be so excited when you see a jade slip of third-grade combat skills. "

Uh...yes, I forgot, I'm already the King of War. But these third-grade combat skills were really a dream before, but now I finally got them, which is a bit out of control, hahaha!"

Yang Xiaoyi scratched his head embarrassedly and couldn't help laughing dryly.

Yang Feng patted his shoulder lightly and said solemnly: Second brother, you are a master now. Take some master's style and have a lofty vision. At least I don't want any combat skills below the tenth grade. You have to have this kind of momentum, do you know?"

Ah? If you are less than ten grades, you don’t want it?”

Yes, you are now at the top of the cultivator. You are the War Emperor. How can those garbage exercises be seen in your eyes? You must pay attention to your own taste! You are not representing you now, but the senior management of our Yang family and the second master of the Yang family. You must be noble and not be as stingy as before. We want the best of everything, do you know?"

Uh... I got it, I'll go find advanced skills now."

Hearing his words, Yang Xiaoyi nodded quickly and then searched for those martial arts again.

If the first floor does not have it, then it will reach the second floor. If the second floor does not have it, then it will reach the third floor...

Yang Feng was also wandering around in the tower, looking at these magic tricks that others had dreamed of, and curled his lips disdainfully, garbage.

So, in this way, the Five Poison Boy and Yang Xiaoyi were looking for skills suitable for their practice in the tower, while Yang Feng was like an art connoisseur, pointing at everything here.

Anyway, these skills are not as good as the standard in his eyes.

Slowly, Yang Feng walked to the end of the eighth floor of the White Tower. Seeing that there was no way out, he turned around and left immediately, and the disdain at the corner of his mouth was almost overwhelming to the sky.

What treasure land is the treasure of the Holy Fire Sect? I have seen the twelve-grade magic, but I have not found a way to solve the Black Soul Seal. Are those two old guys scared me?"

You said you want to remove the Black Soul Seal?"

Suddenly, a light shout sounded, Yang Feng was stunned and turned to look, but at some point, there was another staircase leading to the top floor behind him. A young man with a twenty-six-year-old smile on his face stared at him, looking quite kind.

Strange, was there a road here just now? Why did it suddenly appear and a person emerge? Isn’t outsiders prohibited from entering here? Even the people from the Holy Fire Sect cannot enter, so how did he come in?

Unable to help being stunned, Yang Feng walked forward with a puzzled look on his face, and said: Who are you, how did you come in? Private intrusions are prohibited here, don’t you know?"

I am the classics administrator here, who is in charge of the classics here."

With a smile, the man said lightly: You are..."

Oh, I am the new classic transporter here. It is about to be demolished and the classics are to be transported elsewhere for storage. You are unemployed for the time being and will not be used to work tomorrow, do you know?"

Oh, that's it. So good, I'm tired, hahaha."

With a laugh, the man nodded, his eyes shining brightly. He had already seen Yang Feng's nonsense, but he didn't mind.

After Yang Feng looked at him deeply, his eyes rolled and asked again: By the way, you just said you know how to remove the Black Soul Seal?"

If you want to solve the Black Soul Seal, if you can't find the answer here, come upstairs with me."

With a smile, the man walked upstairs very gracefully, not like a working person at all, and even more temperamental than the two Dharma Kings, the Poison King and the Corpse King.

Yang Feng looked at him suspiciously and followed closely. When he arrived at the ninth floor tower, he saw the lights brightly, and figures were silently looking at the book in his hand, concentrating on it.

But the moment Yang Feng appeared, he stared at him with his eyes straight, and his eyes were full of sharpness, which immediately scared him.

What's wrong with this? Why are they all looking at me like this?

The eyes of those people were like sharp swords, as if they wanted to see through Yang Feng, without any expression on their faces, cold and solemn.

Yang Feng looked at these people briefly and felt that they didn't seem to be angry at all, and they looked cold, and he couldn't help but feel even more suspicious.

Moreover, the Poison King clearly said that no one was allowed to enter and exit here, but why did so many people come out at once? Looking around, there were as many as thirty-seven people with the classic administrator.

Yaya, that poison king is lying to me, this place is obviously a public library, why is it not open to the public? Isn’t this a very slutty opening?

Slap sex!

At this time, the classic administrator clapped his hands and said with a smile: Everyone put down the classics in their hands and come over. This gentleman is here to find the Black Soul Seal to solve the problem. Who can solve his doubts?"

Soul rebirth?"

Upon hearing this, a middle-aged man with a beard wrapped up the books in his hand with anger on his face, gritted his teeth and said: Is this bastard still dead? He must have reborn with soul-moving **. Damn it, hum!"

Ouyang, don’t be too excited. It’s been a hundred years, can’t you let it go?”

Hearing his words, an old woman in her fifties shouted indifferently.

When Ouyang heard this, he couldn't stop breathing, shook his head and stopped talking. Then the old woman looked at another big man with a beard on his face and said calmly: Soul Tianfang, the black soul seal is created by you, so you can solve it."

What? He created the Black Soul Seal? Then if you say so, he is the master of the Ghost King?"
Chapter completed!