Han Feng wanted to ask more information about the Dictionary Pavilion, so he wanted to find this "Mr. Wang Fugui" to get close.

However, this Uncle Wang not only said "this is the case", but also had a very literary and elegant style, but also very cold.

Faced with Han Feng's inquiry, he ignored it at all.

He took out an ancient book from his clothes, sat on the stairs, shaking his head and reading it.

Han Feng stepped forward and before he could ask, he waved to Yan and signaled Han Feng to walk away.

Seeing this, Han Feng was angry and funny, thinking that this old man was quite stylish.

Of course, Han Feng did not leave easily, so he simply found a classic from his storage ring, and sat on the same stairs as the old man and read it.

At the same time, he pulled out a flower and lit it.

Immediately, the old and the young sat on both sides of the same stairs and read books.

Wang Fugui was originally sitting upright on the steps and was carefully reading the books.

Not long after, a smoke came in front of him. He couldn't help but frown and subconsciously sniffed it gently, but he felt the smell was fresh and elegant, and it seemed to be very refreshing.

Wang Fugui was slightly stunned and inadvertently glanced at Han Feng beside him.

At this moment, Han Feng was holding a book in one hand, crossing his legs, and holding a small wooden pole shrouded in smoke in the other hand, as if he was watching it in a daze.

Inadvertently, I took a small wooden pole and sprayed a ball of smoke on the pages of the book. As the smoke lingered, I had a unique temperament.

At first glance, the other party’s literary temperament was actually three points stronger than himself.

Wang Fugui was a little curious and wanted to ask what this little wooden pole was, whether it was a "coil"? But the coil was a rough thing that was smoked by a big man, and the smell was extremely pungent, so how could it smell so good?

However, I had already put on a cold attitude in front of Han Feng just now, so I was naturally embarrassed to speak up.

After a little hesitation, Wang Fugui simply shifted his body a little and continued to study with Han Feng on his back.

However, even though he carried it over, the fragrance in the smoke still came over and penetrated into his nose.

Wang Fugui became more and more fragrant as he smelled it. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva secretly, and his body slowly turned around. While flipping through the book, he secretly glanced at the Huazi in Han Feng's hand.

After a moment, Wang Fugui swallowed again and again, his eyes almost squinted. Finally, he couldn't help but coughed lightly.

"Ahem... Today is a clear and clear day, it is indeed a good day for studying."

Wang Fugui wanted to break the deadlock, so he led Han Feng to speak, so he could ask what he had in his hands.

But unexpectedly, Han Feng had a cigarette in his hand and didn't respond at all, as if he didn't hear it.

Seeing this, Wang Fugui was so angry that he coughed twice, but Han Feng just flipped through the pages of the book and ignored him.

Wang Fugui was frustrated and wanted to turn around and ignore Han Feng, but in the end he could not resist Huazi's temptation and spoke.

"That... young man, what you have in your hands is quite wonderful. I wonder what the origin is?"

Han Feng, who had been observing the other party's reaction in secret, finally couldn't help but speak on his own initiative when he saw "Uncle Wang" and then looked at the other party proudly, and shook the cigarette in his hand again.

"This thing is called "Huazi". It is produced from the distant Celestial Kingdom. It has a long history and a profound heritage. It is a must-have thing for literati and poets!"

"Oh... Huazi!"

When Wang Fugui heard this, he couldn't help but look shocked. He looked at the cigarette pole in Han Feng's hand with a look of surprise, and his eyes became brighter the more he looked.

Seeing that Uncle Wang's eyes were straight, Han Feng swallowed his saliva secretly, knowing that the time was ripe, he smiled faintly.

"Mr. Wang, why don't you give me one?"

When Wang Fugui heard this, he wanted to make a little more accent, but he couldn't resist Huazi's temptation, so he nodded.

"Then... come... one."

Then, Han Feng skillfully handed the cigarette, fired it, and then briefly taught the other party how to use it.

After a while, Wang Fugui was already holding a book in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He took a sip from time to time, and made a few pleasant "hiss" sounds in his mouth, with his face full of enjoyment.

"It is worthy of being a thing of the Supreme Kingdom of the Heavenly Kingdom. It really tastes endless, wonderful, wonderful!"

Wang Fugui praised him and quickly finished a Huazi. He couldn't help but smack his lips and turned his eyes to Han Feng again.

Han Feng naturally understood what the other party meant, and flipped his palm and took out another Huazi. When Wang Fugui's eyes lit up, he was about to reach out to pick it up.

Han Feng grabbed the cigarette and didn't hand it over immediately, and said slowly.

"Mr. Wang, I'm not familiar with Dianji Pavilion for the first time. I have some questions to ask for. I wonder if I can solve my doubts?"

Wang Fugui was just now "eating the marrow and knowing the taste" and was still a little unsatisfied. He stared at Huazi in Han Feng's hand and smacked his lips, but he also held his own identity and could not reach out to snatch it.

Helplessly, he could only hold back the throbbing and replied with a smile.

"Uh... what Xiaoyou Han said? I and I hit it off at first sight. As the saying goes, it is easy to get a thousand gold, but it is hard to find a close friend.

If Xiaoyou Han has questions, I will naturally speak out, so how can I not answer?"

Seeing that Wang Fugui's attitude became attentive, Han Feng curled his lips and then handed Huazi in his hand over and reached out to click on Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath, savored it happily for a long time before looking at Han Fengdao.

"My friend, do you have any questions, just come."

Han Feng nodded with satisfaction and said immediately.

"Sir, how much do you know about the body refining techniques in this classic pavilion?"

"Body Refining Method?"

Wang Fugui was slightly surprised, then glanced at Han Feng and said thoughtfully.

"I remember there are more than a dozen body refining techniques on the third level."

Han Feng said.

"Sir, I have seen all these body refining techniques, and it seems that some of them are not suitable for me to practice. I wonder if there are any more sophisticated body refining techniques in the Classic Pavilion?"

"A more sophisticated body refining technique?"

Wang Fugui frowned slightly and thought.

"The body refining techniques that are more sophisticated than the third level are basically on the fourth and fifth levels, but you are not a high-level disciple and have no right to enter, so it is a bit difficult to deal with."

Han Feng observed his words and expressions, and saw that Wang Fugui did not say anything to death, he suddenly realized that there was a chance.

At that moment, Han Feng directly took out three more Huazi and shook it gently in front of Wang Fugui.

"Sir, since he is responsible for cleaning up the Classics Pavilion, I believe he knows the classics here. If he can give me some advice, I will definitely be grateful."

Seeing the three flower buds in Han Feng's hand, Wang Fugui's eyelids twitched, and a subtle smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After stroking his beard and thinking for a moment, Wang Fugui finally spoke.

"Why don't you go to the first floor to take a look?"

Han Feng couldn't help but feel puzzled when he heard this.

"First floor? But aren't there some inexperienced martial arts and martial arts on the first floor? Are there many other classics?"

When Wang Fugui heard this, he showed a meaningful expression, approached Han Feng's ear and whispered.

"You little friend, don't know that the cultivation books on the first floor are divided into two categories. One category is indeed not up to standard. After practicing, it is like a useless person and no one cares about practicing it.

But there is another type of classics that no one dares to practice.”

"Well... I don't dare to practice?"

Han Feng's face suddenly showed an interest expression and handed the three Huazi to Wang Fugui.

"Sir, please make it clear?"

Seeing Huazi getting it, Wang Fugui finally showed a bright smile on his face and whispered.

"I have countless books in Tiannan Academy's Classics Pavilion, and I have collected countless classics over the past thousand years, especially martial arts and martial arts, which are the foundation of the academy, and the academy's collection is very popular.

However, these martial arts have too many sources of martial arts, and are all kinds of strange things, although most of them have historical origins and distinct grades.

But there are still so few martial arts or martial arts that do not have clear levels or practice methods that are too extreme. There is a very likely accident during the practice.

The college could not classify these classics, and was reluctant to throw them away, so it put them in the same place with the various classics.

It is all about expanding students' horizons and insights, and no one dares to practice these classics."

Speaking of this, Wang Fugui's expression became a little serious and reminded him.

"My friend, if you want to find a clever body refining technique, you can go to the first floor to try your luck, but I want to remind you.

These martial arts are either wild and unimaginable, difficult to achieve, or even impossible to practice at all, or they are extremely dangerous and may be at risk of life at any time. You'd better be careful."

When Han Feng heard this, his eyes flashed a few times, and finally got up and bowed to Wang Fugui.

"Thank you for your advice, I'll go to the first floor now."

As he said that, Han Feng's figure flashed and disappeared directly on the third floor.

Seeing Han Feng disappearing suddenly, Wang Fugui narrowed his eyes and sniffed Hua Zi again, and said to himself.

"This kid is quite interesting. He can cultivate both physical and mental power to this level, and his spiritual power is extremely solid. It is really rare. I don't know if he is a master of a tutor in the academy."

As he was talking, the second flower had finished smoking, Wang Fugui glanced at the three cigarettes in his hand.

A flower rose up on its own and held it in his mouth, and the cigarette butt was lit automatically.

"hiss……!"
Chapter completed!