Chapter 1501

No matter what he thinks, there is no answer for Chen.

"Since the elder martial brother is injured, I have no way to help. What do you want to do when you come to me?"

Looking at Han Qingyi's eyes, chen fan asks.

Who knows the other side touched the back of the head, as if just thought of this question: "yes, ha, we can't help, I forgot."

Facing such a lazy and silly friend, chen fan is speechless.

Patting each other on the shoulder, he said, "well, think about how to help the elder martial brother. I'm going to practice in the Sutra Pavilion. Do you want to go with me?"

As soon as he heard the three words in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Han Qingyi shook his head and said, "that place is boring. I don't want to go there."

Seeing this, but shaking his head, chen fan walked away.

The elder martial brother's business just circulated in his mind and put it in the back of his head. He thought that he would go to see each other after the wind and cold injury recovered.

After all, Feng Shaohan took good care of him at the beginning. Although his former kindness was not directed at chen fan, at least when he woke up, Feng Shaohan was the first person Chen Fan met.

Still have, chen fan heart faintly has a guess, that nameless person, perhaps is wind little cold!

It's just that he doesn't have evidence yet. It's just speculation.

In this way came to the Sutra Pavilion, Qi Changlao was sweeping the floor in the courtyard at this time.

Chen fan came forward and said, "I've seen uncle Qi. How are you?"

Elder Qi said with a smile: "old man, I'm not good. I lost my bet with a young man at such a big age. Who can be good?"

Chen Fan knew that the other side is the word to tease him, immediately some embarrassed smile way: "younger generation is also fluke, fluke just."

"All right, don't be modest. Everyone who can finish the road to immortality is a wizard in a million. You really have not insulted my expectation of you."

After that, Qi Changlao took out a wooden token from his arms and handed it to Chen fan.

"This is the token of the Sutra Pavilion. With it, you can go to any area. There will be no restrictions on the skills you want to learn, but I want to remind you again!"

"Uncle Qi, please make it clear!" Chen fan is still very respectful to the old man and asks for advice immediately.

Old Qi was very satisfied with Chen Fan's arrogance and rashness. He said painstakingly, "the most taboo in the art of art is to be ambivalent. You should know the truth that you can't chew too much. You can only learn one skill each time you practice."

"If two or even many kinds of techniques are practiced together, it will be a waste of time, and you may be possessed by demons. It will be more than worth the loss."

"At the beginning, I didn't want you to enter the top of the Sutra Pavilion, which is why I was afraid that you would be ambitious. But now you should have a plan for yourself, and I believe in your ability!"

Chen fan was deeply moved by the words of Mr. Qi.

It is said that the monk's world is full of intrigue and treachery. However, when he came to the monastery, he met people who treated him sincerely.

Today, even in listening to LAN Zong is so.

So Chen Fan's life is very lucky.

"Thank you, uncle Qi, for your advice. I'll remember it all my life."

After bowing, chen fan returned a big ceremony, and then turned to enter the Sutra Pavilion. Elder Qi stroked his beard in the back, and the more he looked, the more he appreciated it.

After entering the Sutra Pavilion, chen fan went straight to the second floor. As long as there were tokens on the stairs separated by the array, there was no obstacle.

When they got to the second level, they had a lot less books on various kinds of techniques. Chen Fan didn't care. He had a plan for a long time. This time, he started his practice from becoming a soldier!

After searching for some books, chen fan read them like crazy.