Xueyuan did not expect that members of his dignified Xue family would be so embarrassed. After he walked out of the inn, he glared at Tianbing and others and said, "Don't let me seize the opportunity, or I will kill you!"
Tian Bing was not afraid at all, and continued to smile and said, "Anyway, from today on, you will never be able to step into this inn."
"You." Xueyuan was so angry that he was speechless, but the shopkeeper in front looked at everyone and said, "Keep queuing!"
Everyone immediately lined up one by one, and Tian Bing and Lin Tian were also in the queue, but Xueyuan and others could only stare at the side.
"Keep an eye on them! Once they walk out of the inn, stop them!" This Xue Yuanqiu ordered the blood family guards.
"yes!"
Xueyuan then snorted and left, while the Xuejian guards were guarding outside the inn.
The Tianbing women were overjoyed, especially Nangong Yan, who said with a smile, "Sisters, you are so awesome, you have fooled me."
"Wrong, it's because he is self-righteous and doesn't take us seriously." Tian Bing said with a smile, while Fen Qingqing looked at Lin Tian.
Lin Tian didn't say anything or ask any questions.
Tian Bing took Fen Qingqing's hand and whispered, "Senior Sister Fen, our ancestor said that we will not interfere here, so."
"So what?" Fen Qingqing suddenly had a weird idea when she saw the ghostly Tian Bing, and Tian Bing smiled and said, "So, we have to rely on ourselves."
Fen Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that she would do something terrible, but Nangong Yan looked at Lin Tian and asked curiously, "Brother, shall we stay at this inn?"
"I asked you to come here to inquire about information, not to actually live here."
Nangong Yan said, as for Tian Bing and Fen Qingqing, they were curious about what news there was about this inn, and they needed to check in to find out.
After everyone requested a room from the innkeeper, the innkeeper gave them a wooden slip.
In this wooden slip, there are records of the rules that should be followed in the inn, as well as the layout of the inn.
"Scholar Hall, what is this?" Tian Bing looked at such a name curiously, showing a puzzled expression.
Fen Qingqing didn't understand either, after all, she hadn't been here before, and Nangong Yan even looked at Lin Tian.
Lin Tian explained, "The Scholar's Hall is the characteristic of Fengxian Mountain."
"Features?" The three girls were confused, and Lin Tian introduced, "In the Scholar Hall, there is a storyteller, and this gentleman will tell all the recent events in Fengxian Mountain, and they all happened recently, and even many ordinary people can't listen to them.
Arrived."
"So powerful?" Tian Bing gasped, and Fen Qingqing also thought it was too amazing. As for Nangong Yan, she quickly said, "Then let's go take a look and see what this scholar's hall is like!"
Tian Bing immediately used the direction pointed on the wooden slip to arrive at the backyard of the inn, where there was a pavilion.
There was an old man with white hair sitting in the pavilion. He was holding a golden feather fan and swinging it there, just like a Confucian scholar, explaining interesting stories one by one.
There were countless people watching around, and these people were all staying at the inn.
At a glance, I saw that all of them were treasure-level spiritual roots, and there were even many saint-level spiritual roots.
Seeing this, Tian Bing took a breath and said, "Oh my God, what a genius it takes to do this."
"It's too scary." Fen Qingqing never expected that so many terrifying geniuses would gather in an inn.
Nangong Yan blinked, stared at the storyteller and asked curiously, "Did that old man say it?"
"Well, let's find a place to sit." Lin Tian found a table and chair relatively far away and sat down.
A few people from Tianbing came over, and from a glance, no one dared to make a fuss.
"Why does this old man know so much?" Nangong Yantian asked seriously, and Lin Tian explained, "The spies of the Scholar Hall are everywhere, and the information they collect every day will be sent to the storytellers, and the storytellers will
I will sort it out and explain it here every day.”
Nangong Yan suddenly realized, but Tian Bing looked at Lin Tian curiously, "Ancestor, why do you know so much about Fengxian Mountain and this Scholar's Hall?"
Lin Tian has been here before, so he naturally understands, but that happened thousands of years ago, and it was from another Fengxian Mountain, not from here.
"Ancestor, what are you thinking about?" Tian Bing couldn't help but asked curiously when he saw Lin Tian in a daze. Fen Qingqing also stared at Lin Tian in confusion.
Lin Tian came back to his senses and said, "I read more books!"
"Reading again?" Tian Bing was a little disappointed, while Fen Qingqing had no choice but to look back at the scholar, while Nangong Yan also listened silently.
Lin Tianze closed his eyes and collected useful information one by one.
Soon, the day passed. When night fell, the white-haired old man stood up and smiled, "Everyone, that's all for today. Let's get early tomorrow."
Everyone cheered, and then everyone evacuated at once, and it immediately became empty.
Tian Bing was stunned for a moment, "Leaving so soon?"
Nangong Yan was also surprised and said, "Are those people running too fast?"
Lin Tian looked at the three of them and said, "Listen to books during the day and move around at night. Especially if you run too slowly, you may not even be able to drink the soup."
When the three of them heard this, they were immediately stunned. It was not until Lin Tian stood up that Tian Bing asked curiously, "Ancestor, what about us?"
"You three, think carefully about what you heard today. If anything is suitable for you, if so, take action." After Lin Tian finished speaking, the three of them were left in a daze.
"Ah? Ancestor, are you going to abandon us?"
"I brought you here to practice, so everything depends on you."
The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say, but the civet was lying next to the three of them, staring at them, and complained to Lin Tianchuanyin in his heart, "Sir, you want me to look at them?"
"They are still too weak, and we can't just leave them randomly like this."
"Sir, what do you mean?"
"Don't take action unless it's absolutely necessary. Unless their lives are really in danger, then take action and report their situation at any time."
The civet cat was a little depressed when he heard this, but said helplessly, "Yes, sir."
After Nangong Yan and the others sorted out today's information, Tian Bing's eyes suddenly lit up, "Nangong girl, didn't the ancestor say that you need special cold air?"
"Yes, what's wrong?" Nangong Yan was puzzled, and Tian Bing said with a smile, "Didn't the old storyteller say it today? In the magic weapon area, a magic weapon appeared, called the Ten Thousand Years Ice Stone Platform. If we
Got it, you can sit on it and practice?"
Fen Qingqing also agreed, "Yes, this thing is good."
Nangong Yan said awkwardly, "I'm afraid it's difficult to get it, right?"
"Don't worry, we'll help you." Tianbing assured, Fen Qingqing also nodded and said, "Yes, we'll help you!"
Nangong Yan felt that it was credible, so she said gratefully, "Thank you two sisters."
"Thank you, let's go!" After Tian Bing said to Nangong Yan, the three of them left there together, while the civet could only follow them slowly.
Lin Tian was walking in a corridor of the inn, but when he was almost at the end, the shopkeeper came out and said with a smile, "Young Master, you can't go in front of this place."