Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

"Have you decided what to choose?"

Fu Ling asked with a kind smile like a confidant big sister.

"Can I still choose?"

The dazed Wei Zi'an blinked, he remembered that Yun Shulou was passive in choosing the master.

In other words, only books choose people, not people choose books.

"No."

Fu Ling's face froze, she smiled and said: "Actually, it's not impossible, the main thing is to see if the literary energy in a person's body..."

"Senior Sister Fu Ling, Senior Brother Wei?"

A pleasantly surprised voice sounded, and Wang Chong just appeared at the door of Yunshulou with a book in his hand.

"Wang Chong?"

Wei Zi'an froze for a moment, and immediately beamed with joy.

"Where have you been these days, why haven't you been seen?"

"Hey, I was lucky enough to be accepted as a disciple by Mr. Zhang, and I have been receiving teachings from my master these days." Wang Chong scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"At this time..."

On the other side, Fu Ling looked at the book in Wang Chong's arms, and covered her slightly parted red lips in surprise.

"The strategist is righteous, strategizing?!"

Hearing this, Wei Zian was stunned for a moment, and looked sideways at the glowing book, "Is this the book you got in Yunshulou?"

"Yes."

Wang Chong handed the book to the two, and said unexpectedly: "I didn't expect to be recognized by it."

"To be honest, I really feel a little flattered."

Fu Ling took the book and flipped through two pages, an idea flashed in her mind.

She was not recognized by the book. Although she could read it, she couldn't understand the truth from it.

"You don't need to be discouraged."

Fu Ling encouraged: "Since you can get its approval, it means that you have this kind of qualification. Come on, and strive to carry forward the art of warfare as soon as possible."

"Thank you, sister."

Wang Chong asked with a smile: "Brother Wei also came to Yunshulou to choose books?"

"Ah."

Wei Zian nodded, "But seeing your aptitude, I'm afraid I'm going to retreat."

"Haha, brother, don't be joking."

Wang Chong suddenly thought of something, hesitantly said: "I wonder if I can wait for Senior Brother Wei here, there are some things I want to consult with Senior Brother."

Wei Zi'an looked at Fu Ling, who nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, then you can stay here for a while."

Fu Ling took Wei Zian's hand and walked towards Yunshulou, "Time waits for no one, we must hurry up."

"See you later."

Wei Zi'an yelled at Wang Chong, and took his senior sister's slender hands to the Yunshu building.

He was full of thoughts last night, and he didn't notice the scene of Yunshulou. Now that he woke up, the appearance of Yunshulou was indeed magnificent.

It looks like a rather vast library, with high floors and straight into the sky.

Just looking at it made Wei Zi'an feel weak, like a little ant seeing an elephant, and he knew that this should be the reaction from the cultural energy in his body.

"Are you ready?"

Poria turned around and asked.

"How to do it?"

Wei Zian's expression was indifferent, and his eyes scanned the surrounding study buildings.

"It's very simple." Fu Ling snapped her fingers, "Sit in the middle and just wait."

so sloppy?

Although Wei Zian was full of doubts in his heart, he came to the middle of the bottom floor of Yunshu Building and sat down cross-legged.

In the distance, Fu Ling waved her small fist to cheer him up.

"Wait..."

Wei Zi'an murmured in a low voice, and suddenly felt that a colorful flower was blooming in front of his eyes.

This is into the flowers?

Wei Zian sat on the ground and looked around. In front of him was a small green scripture with flowers blooming on both sides.

A large piece of bright light suddenly appeared among the flowers, which looked quite mysterious, and I wanted people to find out.

Wei Zian stood up and walked on the emerald green path.

The flowers passing by along the way all showed their fragrance wantonly, as if they wanted to lure Wei Zian to stop for a while.

But he never stopped.

The front seemed to be empty, Wei Zi'an thought to himself.

call……

When the wind blows, the bamboo forest shakes and the shadows of the trees dance.

Wei Zian glanced sideways, did he already walk out of the garden?

……

In the rhyme book building.

"Brother Wei's talent is really amazing."

Wang Chong's eyes were full of splendor, and he was even more amazed in his heart.

"Just barely."

Fu Ling's face was quite serious.

At this time, there were open books flying around Wei Zian, but none of them fell down.

The more dancing, it means that the talent of the visitor is good enough to attract the laws in the Yunshu Building.

But why didn't the younger brother choose that?

Fuling clasped her hands tightly, Junior Brother, choose quickly!

In the mysterious space.

Wei Zian finally stopped.

In his hand, a section of emerald green bamboo pole is exuding a strange brilliance.

Potential like a broken bamboo!

Wei Zian stretched out his hand to hold it, and at the same time, the space shook, and a vague sigh came suddenly.

"Essence..."

Fu Ling frowned, her face was ugly.

Junior brother actually chose Jingyi?Obviously there are several truths and he was chosen.

Fu Ling didn't understand, the younger brother could have chosen a better one, but why should he settle for the second best?

"It's the essence!"

Wang Chong said in a deep voice, "The momentum is like a broken bamboo!"

The swordsmanship is as powerful as a broken bamboo?
For some reason, such a sentence suddenly flashed in Fu Ling's mind.

This was originally just a casual remark used by the master to talk about swords, or...

Fu Ling looked at Wei Zi'an's figure, feeling more and more confused.

"Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning!"

"There is no time for you to return..."

"Build a heart for the world, and a life for the people..."

There is a breeze in the Yunshu building, and the sound of reading is like a child holding a book and reading.

"Enter, enter the Tao..."

Wang Chong said in shock that he felt that his whole body was not well.

He started studying at the age of three, and he was about to enter Taoism at the age of ten. Brother Wei, it seems that it took less than seven days, right?

"Talent!"

Fu Ling was surprised, "This is actually talent!"

Transforming one's own literary spirit into an outward-looking and physical talent, this is a skill that can only be mastered by second-level disciples.

The junior has not only entered the Tao, but also broke through to the second realm to study? !

Fu Ling took a deep breath, greatly impressed by the terrifying talent of her junior brother, it only took one day longer than her own.

It's really... scary!

"The momentum is like a broken bamboo."

Wei Zian opened his eyes, and the sword light in his starry eyes flashed away.

Feeling the talent in his body, his comprehension of swordsmanship seems to have broken through a level.

It turns out that this is overwhelming.

With a smile on his lips, Wei Zian turned around and walked out of the building.

"It's done?"

"It's done."

The voice fell, and the three were silent for a while.

"I've mastered the talent."

After a while, Wei Zian broke the awkward situation and said.

"I'm sore." Fu Ling curled her lips.

"Brother Wei's talent is really outstanding."

Wang Chong gave a thumbs up and praised, "Although I am a little sour, I still want to congratulate Senior Brother."

"Come on, don't you have something to tell me."