Chapter 797

Soon, the ancient wind came to the gate of nangtian Pavilion. More than half a month ago, it could be said that there were so many families here. Unexpectedly, now it has become much colder again.

See the bag day pavilion from the new become desolate, the corner of the mouth is also showing a helpless smile. It's a joke that such people want to go further on the road of practice?

The ancient style no longer thought much, but quickly entered the nangtian Pavilion. After entering, Gu Feng found that everything was the same. Mr. Lu was still studying hard. The only difference between here and before was that there was a very light sound of footsteps coming from upstairs.

All of a sudden, Gu Feng thought of the woman she met last year, Yun Mo LAN, who was as blue as orchid. Could it be that she was up there?

Speaking of Yun Mo LAN, Gu Feng also had a bitter smile. He had not seen that woman for a long time.

"I have met Mr. Lu." As if afraid of disturbing Mr. Lu's reading, the old style bowed his hands to the ceremony, which was to keep his voice very low.

Hearing the speech, Mr. Lu slowly put down the book and said, "it seems that you are recovering well. I heard my apprentice say that your body was directly pierced by the ice spear at the beginning. I'm afraid all the viscera were pierced. It's only half a month. I can't imagine that you have almost recovered. It's good to be young. "

With that, Mr. Lu also touched his beard and looked like a red face.

Hearing this, Gu Feng can't help but be slightly stunned. He can see that everything is fine with Qin Ling, and Gu Feng's heart is slightly better. It reminds me that Qin Zhan entrusted himself to take good care of Qin Ling. Although he wanted to rely on Qin Ling to retain himself, his purpose was not so pure. However, after entering the war soul hospital, he had hardly seen Qin Ling, and he could not help feeling sorry.

In a moment, Gu Feng turned around and left to find jianlue.

When I came to the original bookshelf, Gufeng found that the place was really messy. The arrangement of books seems to be neat, but the order is disorderly, which is quite different from the previous neat. We can imagine what kind of treatment these books suffered during this period.

Think of here, the ancient wind can not help but feel a little distressed, these followers, now think, it is really a bit hateful ah.

It took Gufeng a long time to find jianlue. After discovering it, Gufeng felt sorry for it for a while, because he found that the book had been damaged in many places, which was obviously caused by many people and hairy hands.

Fortunately, these followers do not have a firm belief, so they do not go on. Otherwise, it is not easy to find a place where today's ancient style wants leisure.

When Gu Feng was overjoyed, he found that several disciples came in together. He was speechless for a moment. His luck was a bit too bad.

At that moment, the ancient style also immediately grasped the time and began to study hard. After all, for him, the most important thing now is to finish the sword as soon as possible, otherwise there will be no chance in the future. Even if it is not afraid of swallowing, when later, some things will gradually come to light, later can also go slowly thinking.

It can be said that duanmuxue teaches Gufeng how to use sword, but this sword tells Gufeng what is Kendo!

From this, we can see how important this book is to the ancient style.

Very soon, Gu Feng became absorbed in it, perhaps because he knew that he didn't have much time, so he became very focused. Even if there were a few disciples walking around them occasionally, it didn't affect him.

And these disciples were also very careful and didn't make much noise.

It's not because of the power of the ancient style, but more than ten days ago, they were too noisy and wasted books, which made Mr. Lu unable to see any more, so he directly punished some of his disciples. They don't know how they'll be beaten because of the sophistication of the means.

Therefore, since then, after entering the nangtian Pavilion, these disciples have become very quiet and dare not make any noise.

Otherwise, if you annoy Mr. Lu, they will not have good fruit to eat.

Many of the disciples were impatient. After looking through the books for a while, they found nothing and left slowly. And a small part of them have extraordinary fanaticism, but their eyes are not on the books in their hands, but on the ancient books.

But they were very puzzled. They had also looked through Jian Lue, but they didn't see any mystery. But the ancient wind was so absorbed. Why?

But they don't know that the so-called separation of lines is like separation of mountains. They don't understand the sword at all. They have the talent of sword and don't work hard. Naturally, they can't see the mystery, they can only see the chronology.

As time goes by, the ancient wind is oblivious to it. Because the vision of spiritual cultivation can almost reach the vision at night, the ancient wind doesn't feel that it is getting dark.

At this time, a woman came near Gufeng. It was Qin Ling. She patted Gufeng on the shoulder and said, "it's dark."

Because the ancient wind was so absorbed in the spirit, Qin Ling's shooting directly aroused the spirit and made a lot of gaffes.

Seeing this, Gu Feng laughed awkwardly and said, "it's getting dark."

Qin Ling has never seen the ancient style like this before, especially after entering the war soul courtyard. Seeing his stupidity, Qin Ling suddenly remembers that when he was in the suburb of chuiyun City, the ancient style was struggling naked in the mass grave