The next day.

Xiao Se and Lei Wujie were sitting down at a steaming bun shop on the roadside.

Lei Wujie asked for two trays of buns and two bowls of soy milk, and was full of energy and asked, "Xiao Se, do you know that Brother Mu Lin did not return overnight last night, what did he do?"

Xiao Se looked at Lei Wujie speechlessly: "He is Linxian. I don't know what he wants to do. But I feel that the clouds in the sky have been surging last night. It probably has something to do with him."

"Yun?!" Lei Wujie asked in surprise: "Brother Mu Lin has gone to heaven?"

Xiao Se had no choice but to hold his forehead: "I said, you really don't know anything about this Xueyue City. Xueyue City, the top of Cangshan Mountain, is towering into the clouds."

"What I said just now is telling you that Brother Mu Lin should have spent the night on the top of Cangshan yesterday."

Before Xiao Se finished speaking, the waiter next to him suddenly said "huh".

The waiter then said, "This guest, do you know where the legendary top of Cangshan Mountain is?"

"There are only a few people in our Xueyue City who can reach the top of Cangshan Mountain. Even if our eldest lady Sikong Qianluo and the chief disciple of Xueyue City - Tang Lian, cannot reach the top of Cangshan Mountain."

"You are actually saying that your friend spends the night on the top of Cangshan Mountain. Isn't that a big joke in this world?!"

Xiao Se shook his head, too lazy to care.

But Lei Wujie couldn't stand the waiter's sarcastic look at his brother Mu Lin. He was about to speak when he suddenly felt a pat on his shoulder, and then he heard Zhen Mulin's familiar voice.

"Waiter, another five-drawer bun and a bowl of soy milk."

When the waiter saw the man with a peerless appearance that appeared in front of him instantly, he subconsciously took three steps back.

Seeing the waiter's appearance, Lei Wujie smiled happily, and then shook his head at the waiter's appearance like Xiao Se was careless.

When Zhen Mulin and Xiao Se saw Lei Wujie's appearance, they both shook their heads slightly helplessly.

When the waiter left, Lei Wujie asked curiously: "Brother Mu Lin, what did you do last night? Are you really on the top of Cangshan?"

Zhen Mulin nodded slightly, not intending to hide, but just said, "It is indeed on the top of Cangshan Mountain, but he has been a statue that has been made for a night."

"Statue?" Lei Wujie scratched his head: "Brother Mu Lin, what are you doing for that statue?"

Zhen Mulin smiled and said with a gentle smile: "For the purpose of telling the world."

Lei Wujie became more and more confused as he heard it. He wanted to continue asking, but Zhen Mulin said, "It's getting late. If you don't go to the Pavilion at this time, you will have to wait in line after a while."

When Lei Wujie heard this, he started reading the buns with two or one tray of bread. He then drank the bowl of soy milk and said in a dim manner: "I'm full, I'll go to the pavilion!"

Xiao Se looked at Lei Wujie's departure back and asked Zhen Mulin: "Brother Mulin, how many levels do you think he can reach?"

Zhen Mulin smiled slightly: "If I can't even break through the 16th floor, wouldn't I be useless?"

"Yes, the Fire Burning Technique actually broke through the fifth level in an instant, which is simply inhumane!" Xiao Se took advantage of the situation and mentioned what happened yesterday at dusk.

"Brother Mu Lin, can you please..."

Before Xiao Se finished speaking, Zhen Mulin shook his head: "It takes a price to achieve anything."

"I helped Lei Wujie because I was rarely infected by Lei Wujie's youthful aura. He actually paid the price, but you just don't know what it is."

Xiao Se was very disappointed when he heard Zhen Mulin's words, but instead laughed, because Zhen Mulin said this, which means that there is something to talk about this matter, but he still asked curiously: "Where is Sikong Qianluo?"

"The little girl followed us all the way, and after so much hardship, she still needs some rewards." Zhen Mulin responded.

He looked at Xiao Se: "People with deep minds are most afraid of being anxious."

"There is a saying that is that yours is yours after all, and it is not you, but for you now, the word "can" is still 'possible'."

At this point, Zhen Mulin did not continue and began to eat buns bite by bit. I have to say that the food in Xueyue City is really delicious.

Not far away...

A man dressed as a book boy was leading a donkey, sitting on it with a pretty scholar in white, carrying a bookcase, slowly heading towards the Dengtian Pavilion.

"Uncle Master, the person in red clothes in front of me also looked like he was going to break into the palace." Shutong blamed him a little, "Let's let you sleep in in the morning and make people take the lead."

The scholar smiled embarrassedly: "Maybe that guy was beaten down all at once?"

Shutong retorted: "I don't think that the man in red clothes looks extraordinary at first glance, and the big package behind him. No matter how you look at it, it's impossible for the situation you said to be like that."

Book Tong - Feixuan looked back and forth at the prosperous scenery around him, and his eyes suddenly became dull after a moment.

Scholar Li Fansong noticed Fei Xuan's strangeness and patted Fei Xuan on the shoulder, but directly patted Fei Xuan on the ground, scared him and quickly dismounted.

"Feixuan, is it okay?"

Feixuan, who was sitting on the ground, rubbed his eyes hard, "Uncle Master, I felt like I was blind just now."

"Blind?" Li Fansong waved his hand in front of Fei Xuan. Seeing Fei Xuan slapped his hand away, he wondered: "Can you see it?"

"What happened to you just now? I touched you gently, and why did you fall to the ground?"

Feixuan pointed to Zhen Mulin who was eating buns, and his voice couldn't help but tremble and said, "That person...that person..."

"I just looked at him inadvertently, and at that moment I saw... Qingcheng Mountain collapsed..."

Li Fansong's indifferent expression instantly became serious. His master once said that in the future Qingcheng Mountain, he would have six points in Wuyun, but in Tianyun and Feixuan would have eight points!

Now I saw that scene in my mind. Even if it was impossible for him to be true, that person must not be underestimated!

Li Fansong looked in the direction of Feixuan's finger, but saw the person Feixuan was talking about was smiling and looking at them. Feixuan subconsciously took a step back.

Just then, a sound of drumbeat suddenly sounded, and the city suddenly became noisy and lively.

"It's beginning, it's beginning."

"Chuang Pavilion!"

"here we go!"

Zhen Mulin took his eyes back from Li Fansong and Feixuan, looked sideways in the direction of Dengtian Pavilion, and looked at it for a long time, as if he wanted to write down all the bricks and tiles of Dengtian Pavilion.

In fact, Zhen Mulin was indeed imprinting all the bricks and tiles of Dengtian Pavilion in his mind. After all, this is where he lives in the future and he is not careless at all.

......

Lei Wujie walked downstairs of Dengtian Pavilion, and in the middle was a gate that was passing through the pavilion. Several children of noble families were walking in leisurely, and next to it was a small gate, inside was the road to the pavilion.

A young man yawning was sitting on the steps at the small door, biting a big bun bite bite, muttering: "It's so unlucky today. I'm here to guard this broken pavilion, but it's this floor."

"I'm going to beat up many fools who are overestimating themselves again." He heard the footsteps in front of him, raised his head, and looked at Lei Wujie: "Boy, are you going to break into the pavilion?"

When Lei Wujie heard what this man said, he couldn't help but ask: "All the guardians take turns?"

"Yes." The young man glared at Lei Wujie, "You don't know this, you're still here to break into the Pavilion."

"The first five floors are all disciples who have just entered the school for less than a year, the sixth to tenth floors are all disciples who have been admitted for more than a year, the eleventh to fourteenth floors are all disciples who have been admitted for more than a year, the fifteenth floor is the elders of the pavilion, and the sixteenth floor?"

"It is said that there are dozens of people in Xueyue City who are better than the elders of the guard pavilion, and no one knows who will be next. After all, only one has appeared in the past few years since he reached the 16th floor, and the three city lords were here in person at that time."

Lei Wujie sat down next to this man, and was not in a hurry to break into the pavilion, chatting with him: "That man claims to be the beggar Xu Wei who beats the world of the world?"

The young man nodded: "The three cities turned the storm and rain into one shot in the city, and shot it to Su Wei. Since then, no one has been able to break up to the sixteenth floor."

As he said that, the young man looked at Lei Wujie with a little regretful feeling, "You have the face of a young man from a noble family, but you don't have the life of a young man from a noble family."

"Or, let's just leave after listening to your advice."

"I have been here for thousands of miles and I am reluctant to leave just like that." Lei Wujie shook his head.

Seeing that the young man's bun swallowed his last bite, Lei Wujie got up and took a step forward.

"Then I'm going to break into the pavilion."

Xie Yanshu just started to speak: "If you want to break into the pavilion, please come first..."

Before Lei Wujie could finish his words, he punched him out and directly knocked him out.

"Step over..."

Xie Yanshu struggled in the air and finished speaking the lines, then fell heavily to the ground. A red shadow stepped over him without hesitation.

Lei Wujie began to climb the pavilion, and this time he climbed to the tenth floor!

Not long after...

Lei Wujie, who had already reached the thirteenth floor, suddenly jumped down from the window of the Thirteenth Pavilion.

This leap shocked the whole city. Over the years, it has been a long time since the people in Xiaguan City could reach the tenth floor.

And this time someone suddenly jumped down from the thirteenth floor, and they were such a young boy, which really surprised them.

Lei Wujie returned to the bun shop and saw Zhen Mulin paced back and forth, staring at Dengtian Pavilion intently.

Lei Wujie subconsciously asked in confusion: "What is Brother Mu Lin doing?"

Xiao Se shook his head: "I don't know, but I just vaguely heard Brother Mu Lin say something about a headache."

"I'm also very troubled now." Lei Wujie said: "Xiao Se, didn't you say you won a city with a bet on the Qianjintai of Tianqi City?"

"I was on the thirteenth floor. I met a strange person. He didn't compete with me, but wanted to compete with me in gambling. Can you help me?"

Xiao Se said lightly: "Add another 500 taels."

Lei Wujie thought, since he had signed so many, it would be no big deal if he had signed up for 500 taels.

So he heard Lei Wujie respond readily: "No problem."
To be continued...