Chapter 301: Floating Flower Pavilion Ten Thousand Scrolls
The men in black robes came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
Leader Ironwood sat quietly on the main seat, lost in thought for a long time.
"Chief, what's wrong with you? You've been in a daze for a long time. What's wrong with you?"
No one else dared to disturb him, but Baldhead couldn't help but step forward to ask.
At this time, Tiemu finally stood up slowly and looked at the bald head with complicated eyes.
"I believe that in the near future, there will be a big upheaval in this wilderness world. Because of Feng Mian's appearance, the original peace will no longer be peaceful. No matter Piaohua Sect or other sects, they cannot avoid it.
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The bald man's face also became serious, and he looked forward: "If we had known earlier, we should not have accepted this mission, nor should we have waded into this muddy water. That boy Feng Mian is destined to be an uncertain factor, and whoever gets involved will be unlucky."
Stepping forward slowly, Tiemu's face looked very ugly. He kept recalling what the man in black robe had said before in his mind. If you want to protect yourself wisely, you should be calm and don't get involved in everything casually, otherwise there will be no good results.
It's a pity that now they have been involved in this and have conflicts and conflicts with Feng Mian. I'm afraid that after the latter fully recovers, there will always be a chance to find them. How will they face it then?
After pondering, Tiemu raised his hand and waved: "Send the order and divide the commission among the brothers equally. Then they will leave for the time being. Remember, they must spread out and not gather together. It is best not to show up."
Knowing that the matter might be serious, the bald man did not refuse and quickly left the hall.
"Haha... The storm is coming? Then let it come more violently. Anyway, we just use money to do things, so it's none of our business. The rest, you can do whatever you like."
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During the days when Feng Mian and Yue Fengling arrived, they lived relatively comfortably. If they wanted anything they could just ask for, almost everything was available here. Even the auxiliary materials for training were inexhaustible.
At some point, Shen Su'e found Feng Mian again, but of course she didn't carry Yue Fengling on her back.
"Seventh Princess, you don't have to look at me like this. I didn't mean any harm when I said it. If you are always on guard like this, does it mean that you have no confidence in yourself?"
The Qingfeng sword suddenly came out of its sheath.
"Shen Su'e, what did you say? Although this is your territory, please be careful with your words. If you continue to be provocative like this, don't blame me for being rude. I will not interfere between you and Feng Mian."
With a twist of the long sword, Yue Fengling turned back to the room.
Feng Mian walked forward slowly, shook his head and smiled helplessly, and faced Shen Su'e.
"Young Master, do you have anything important to do with me? If not, I think you should keep a certain distance."
Shen Su'e smiled lightly and didn't care: "Why, are you so afraid of the seventh princess? Will she eat you?"
The conversation changed and Shen Su'e said seriously: "I found you today because I have something serious to do. Mr. Feng, in order to show my sincerity from Piaohuamen, I decided to take you to meet someone. You are definitely interested in this person. Don't you have any doubts?"
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With a thought in his heart, Feng Mian had already guessed who Shen Su'e was talking about.
He frowned and said in a deep voice: "Okay, then let me ask the young master to lead the way."
Not long after, it was in the handyman's backyard of Piaohuamen.
A figure wearing a long coarse cloth with disheveled hair and chains on his feet was struggling to carry water and chop firewood. Because his bones were chained, his spiritual power could not be used at all, so he could only move forward step by step with difficulty.
Seeing this, Feng Mian frowned tightly and looked at Shen Su'e: "Why are you?"
"Sorry, this is my Piaohuamen's rule
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.This is true for people who are of no value to us. Leaving him alive is already the most benevolent and righteous thing to do, and there is nothing else I can do."
Minghui picked up the dry firewood on the ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was about to continue.
A hand quickly reached out and grabbed it: "Put down these things and follow me!"
Looking up, Minghui's eyes flashed, trying desperately to break away: "Let me go! You have recognized the wrong person. I don't know you, and I don't have the nerve to know you. Just pretend that this person doesn't exist. Just leave!"
Feng Mian stared at him, serious and serious: "Tell me, why did you become like this? Is it because you have no use value, so you have to be tortured like this?"
Turning around, staring at Shen Su'e: "Do you know that he is a cultivator! What kind of blow is it to be like this now, losing spiritual power and even losing the possibility of recovery? You are also a cultivator, don't you understand? ?”
Shen Su'e was silent. In fact, this is reality and it is so cruel.
It was true that Piaohuamen took advantage of Minghui in the beginning and set a trap when he was at his most vulnerable. When he was completely defeated, he used his relationship with Fengmian to get closer to the latter step by step.
But now it was obvious that he was just throwing away the donkey and throwing it away when it was no longer useful. Only now did he know that in fact, the female disciple from the Piaohua Sect did nothing at all. She had not lost her cultivation and was not punished.
"Shen Su'e, if this is really the rule of Piaohuamen, then I have to consider whether to redefine our relationship. If one day I am no longer of use, will you do the same to me?"
She frowned, and Shen Su'e remained silent. What else could she say? This was the rule of Piaohuamen. Before Minghui, no man could enter here, and every man who came would be killed.
Feng Mian was the biggest exception. In addition to himself, he also brought two men in with him.
For a long time, the atmosphere between Feng Mian and Shen Su'e was very solemn, and neither of them spoke anymore.
"Okay, I'm just a useless person. Don't be so angry because of me. I'm leaving first. You can continue." With that, Minghui was about to leave. He really didn't want to face Feng Mian.
But the next second, Feng Mian grabbed her and said, "Stop, I want her to give me an explanation, otherwise I will not agree to the conditions proposed by Piaohua Sect. This is my principle, who can Nor can it be broken.”
Shen Su'e's pretty face changed, and she stared at him with a very ugly expression: "Feng Mian, you..."
Immediately, he sighed softly and smiled bitterly: "I knew it would be like this, Feng Mian, if I solve this matter for you, you can cooperate with my Piaohua Sect without any scruples?"
"It's settled. My request is very simple. I want Minghui to recover his spiritual power. I don't want him to be restored to full strength, but at least he can't be so weak. He must be held responsible for what Piaohua Sect has done!"
Shen Su'e pondered, then a flash of light flashed in her eyes, and she risked her life.
"Come with me and I will take you to solve this problem."
Soon, Shen Su'e, Feng Mian and Minghui stood outside an attic. Directly above the three large characters "Piaohua Pavilion" were written vigorously. It was obvious that this was the library pavilion.
Lianbu stepped forward, but was stopped by the disciple guarding the place.
"Young Master, please stay. Everyone understands the rules. If you want to enter here, you must first have the master's handwriting or an exclusive token. Otherwise, even you have no right to enter here. Don't embarrass us."
Shen Su'e's face turned cold and she said in a deep voice: "How dare you! Since you know that I am the young master, you still dare to stop me? Do you want your life? I tell you, I have to go in today, and anyone who blocks me will die!"
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With a wave of his sleeves and robe, a powerful energy burst out, knocking the guard away.
But at this time, more guards appeared in Piaohua Pavilion again, surrounding Shen Su'e and Feng Mian. They were merciless, and no one could enter this place without the permission of the leader.
Feng Mian lost his patience and wanted to take action and rush in directly.
"Wait! Let them in, no one can stop them!"
Everyone was shocked, but they still knelt on the ground respectfully and held their hands in their hands: "Master!"
Hua Nongying stepped forward and glanced at Feng Mian: "If you want to save him, I will give you a chance. Enter this Piaohua Pavilion, but whether you can find the opportunity depends on your luck. As for Su'e, come with me!" "
Shen Su'e looked at Feng Mian: "Remember after you enter, this is the largest library of my Piaohua Sect, with ten thousand volumes of books. If you want to save him, you must find someone who can decipher the master's secret method."
The headmaster paused and said coldly: "Su'e, why don't you leave? What do you want to do?"
Feng Mian looked at Shen Su'e's back and without any further hesitation, he rushed directly into Piaohua Pavilion.
Entering here, Feng Mian's eyes lit up. Surrounded by the fragrant fragrance, this is not surprising. However, thousands of books are actually among the flowers. Some are already in full bloom, and some are still in bloom.
Not only Feng Mian, but also Minghui, who had lived here for a while, was stunned.
"I never knew that there was such a spectacular place in Piaohuamen. To say that this is a library, it is better to say that this is a unique garden. It just looks dizzying."
As he said this, Minghui couldn't resist the attraction and stretched out his hand to touch the flowers.
The next moment, Feng Mian's eyes changed, and it was too late to hold him back. He stretched out his hand to touch the flower, and a strange force directly flew him away, and there was a stinging pain on his fingers.
Immediately afterwards, a mark of a flower appeared on the back of the hand, which could not be dissipated no matter what.
"Don't act rashly. If I'm not wrong, each volume of books here has a specific barrier. Touching it at will will only cause backlash. Fortunately, your spiritual power is blocked now, and the backlash is not serious. "
With lingering fear in his heart, Minghui's face changed, and he did not dare to act rashly. He followed Feng Mian closely, looking for his own opportunity in Piaohua Pavilion. He was still eager to recover his cultivation.
"Feng Mian, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of books here. If we search like this, how long will it take to find them? It's more convenient to determine our goal and direction first."
Feng Mian concentrated his mind, running the Golden Body Technique. Then he tried to mobilize the divine energy in the space of the Divine Pillar.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and a brilliant light flashed. He glanced at it, stretched out his hand, and found a scroll in his hand. But the next second, a surge of energy rose up from it, and it was fighting Feng Mian, and they were in a stalemate.
"Haha... If I'm not wrong, the secret technique planted in you by Master Hua should be the art of concealment. Although this secret technique is not complicated, it requires very precise soul power as an aid."
A flame rose from the palm of his hand. Feng Mian used the fire of the phoenix to directly break the barrier, and then opened the scroll smoothly. His eyes were serious and he quickly scanned the records on it.
Silent, Feng Mian fell into a long silence.
"Feng Mian, is it difficult? If there is no hope, then forget it. Anyway, I'm already like this, and I don't care if I continue like this. I'm already very sorry for you, and I don't want to make it difficult for you anymore."
Feng Mian stared at him sharply: "If you keep showing off, mother-in-law, I will really not care about you."