16 First Entry into Lingxiao Pavilion

Spring always comes quietly. Wang Fan woke up from disappointment again, looked at the chirping birds outside, and sighed.

After getting Cui Ren's secret book, in order to be able to understand it, he didn't learn to read for a day. Finally, he finally figured it out. But when he began to practice excitedly, his aura sank into the sea like a stone and he couldn't feel it at all. On the contrary, "King Kong Refinement" has some use for him, at least it makes him concentrate more on his strength and receive more in his heart.

"Wang Fan, Wang Fan, good things are coming!" A big fat man "banged" into Wang Fan's door and ran in tremblingly. The trembling here is not that he is not stable to walk, but that as soon as he moves, his whole body trembles up and down.

"Young master, what's the good thing?" Wang Fan was a little helpless.

After returning from Qinglang City, Master Yuan Hong, whose eyes were open up, suddenly changed his temperament and walked around here every day. At first, he thought that this master was deliberately to find faults. He worked more and more carefully, even to the point of being critical. Later, he found that he came to "commble" with himself.

"The Yuan family is like a shrewd monkey. How can he suddenly show kindness to me?" Not saying it doesn't mean he doesn't understand. He immediately thought of Bai Lili: "I'm sure it's her reason!"

"This is definitely a great thing." Yuan Hong smiled and put his hands on his chest and rubbed them constantly. In fact, he wanted to rub his hand on his abdomen, but his stomach was so big that he could only rub it on his chest. "Xiaoyao Pavilion is going to recruit disciples."

Wang Fan's heart beat suddenly, and then calmed down: "What's the use of that? Young master, you can go. What am I? I'm not qualified.

"You still pretend for me, Wang Fan. I have been good to you this year. There are food and drink. Last time I took you to Yichun Building, didn't you touch the little girl? Hey hey, since we have eaten and drunk together, we are good brothers. Speaking of this, he smiled with a smile in his eyes: "You saved Miss Bai Lili. They can't repay you. You are indispensable in this quota."

"How dare you mention Yichun Building?" Wang Fan couldn't smile bitterly, but it was not unreasonable to think of this.

He is also a senior management of Yuan's store now, and naturally he knows a lot.

Yuan's shop seems to collect leather goods, but in fact, it collects monastic supplies such as monsters, fur and bones. Ordinary people don't understand these and sell them to the shop at a very low price. The shop is slightly processed, and then sold to the monks at a sky-high price. For example, the exquisite grass and Evergreen elixir obtained by Bai Lili last time are all sold by ordinary mortals.

If the Yuan family can do this kind of profitable business, there are naturally behind-the-scenes supporters, who are Ling Xiaoge.

"I hope it can be as this fat man said!" He suddenly looked forward to it.

Time passed day by day in his anxious waiting, and finally a carriage stopped in front of the shop that day.

This carriage is black and shiny, and the driver is also an unusual yellow horse. The most eye-catching thing is that there is a small triangle black flag with the word "Ling" on the border of the carriage, and the silver word red edge, which naturally reveals an indescribable mysterious color.

A thin man in his forties jumped off the carriage. The man was agile and obviously not weak.

Shopkeeper Yuan had been waiting in front of the door for a long time. As soon as he saw the man coming down, he immediately hugged his fist and smiled, "Brother Sun, you are here. I'm looking forward to the stars and the moon every day!"

"Haha" Lao Sun replied with a smile: "I heard that your son is going to participate in the election, so I rushed over. Time is tight. Let's talk when we are free. You call out the two children. I'll hurry back." Although he was extremely polite, there was a commanding tone in his words.

Manager Yuan did not have any dissatisfaction and quickly called Wang Fan and Yuan Hong out: "The two children will be handed over to you." He shook his hand and took out some yellow and white things and stuffed them into the man's hands.

The man's eyes lit up, smiled, and happily accepted it.

The horse is a good horse, and the car is a good car. It only took more than 300 miles a day and a night. Wang Fan and Yuan Hong thought they could have a rest in Qinglang City, but they didn't expect that Lao Sun didn't even let them get off the car, so he stuffed three children of about the same age.

This is not over. The carriage flew all the way to the west and picked up a few half children on the way. Finally, in the evening of the fifth day, it rushed to Lingxiao Mountain, where Lingxiao Pavilion is located.

When Wang Fan got out of the car, he was fascinated by the colorful sunset scenery of Lingxiao Mountain. It was not until the grandson who brought him urged him that he woke up and continued to move forward.

Lingxiao Mountain is part of the wolf mountains. It is shrouded in colorful clouds and steep. It is not something that ordinary people can climb at will. Moreover, this mountain covers a vast area. It is located within a radius of more than ten miles. It has more than a dozen large and small peaks, which is enough for Lingxiaomen to open up caves and practice day and night.

Wang Fan looked around and followed the people in front of him. Suddenly, the team in front of him stopped, and then there were bold words.

"Lao Sun, how did you arrive? Dozens of people are short of you. Take them to rest at the foot of the mountain for one night. Choose disciples early tomorrow morning, and Yue Xianshi will pick them up in person.

"Yue Xianshi?" Lao Sun was shocked: "It's just the selection of disciples. How can he help him?"

"What do you know!" He showed that the man was a little unhappy, but he still explained, "I heard that there are several kids with great potential here, and there are many people. He was worried, so he borrowed the elder Shenxingzhou to escort him in person."

"You still use Shen Xingzhou." Lao Sun showed an envious look: "This group of kids are really blessed. Even if they can't get started, they have a lot of knowledge. I have been serving at the foot of the mountain for so many years, and I haven't sat on this baby. I have to arrange for them to rest as soon as possible. Don't have the strength to shout at that time." With that, he laughed with the bold man.

Wang Fan listened to their happy chat, but he was puzzled in his heart: "Shenxingzhou, what is this?"

In the morning of the next day, Wang Fan came to the open space in front of the mountain with his grandson curiously. After waiting for a while, he saw a leaf boat suddenly floating in the sky, and the shocked crowd shouted repeatedly.

The man of Bianzhou is a kind old man. He rubs his white beard and said with a smile, "It's all here. There are really a lot of people. Come up. Don't be envious. As long as you work hard, you can have a divine boat in the future."

When Wang Fan was wondering, "how can the boat be so small to make everyone?", the white light of the boat flashed and suddenly expanded into a giant boat. He was so scared that he trembled and almost fell to the ground.

The disciples also shouted, and their faces turned red. They scrambled to climb into the boat.

Seeing everyone coming up, Yue Xianshi pinched his fingers and shouted "Get up", and the Shenxingzhou flew magically, and flew higher and higher, and everyone shouted.

"Oh, my God, I'm flying, I'm flying."

But soon the boat fell down. They came to a large square. Under the command of the old disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion, they lined up one by one and walked to the middle room.

"There is a spiritual stone in this room, which can measure the attributes of the spiritual root. Without spiritual root or spiritual root barge, you can't become a disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion." Some kids understand the process very well and whisper to their companions, "I've already tested it. It's a golden wood double attribute spiritual root, and it's completely qualified." He is complacent.

Wang Fan was a little nervous, and his palms were sweating. He poked Yuan Hong, who was eating snacks in front of him, and said, "Young master, have you tested it? Does it match or not?

"No, I'm too lazy to test. At worst, I can't go home to sell leather goods, and I can't delay eating delicious and drinking spicy food." With that, he patted Wang Fan and said, "Don't be nervous, but you can't be a disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion. When you go back to Yuan's shop, you will still be the third stewer."

Wang Fan was moved for a while, but he was even more nervous.