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There was silence all around, and no one could answer what he said.

As the vision began to disappear, Lin Feng finally learned to think.

"who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"where is this place?"

He roared loudly, but all he could hear was whimpers.

Seemingly feeling something, Ye Wudao looked at Lin Feng with a smile and said: "You have just awakened, so it's normal to not be able to speak! Wait for a while to get used to it. From today on, you will be my apprentice! There is only one requirement for you to wander around the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. Do not damage it! Do not move its location at will. Do you understand?"

Lin Feng nodded.

The world in front of me is so strange.

It seems that only the words in my mind are closest to it.

at this time.

With a creak, the door of the Golden Pavilion opened automatically.

Lin Feng instinctively walked towards the scripture storage pavilion.

He seemed to feel the words in it calling him.

He walked forward in pain.

Every time you take a step, there will be a clicking sound on your body.

He didn't call out.

Just grit your teeth and forge ahead!
Step by step.

In the end, sweat drenched his clothes.

There was also blood on the ground.

But even so, he didn't cry out in pain.

Ye Wudao, who had been watching this scene, couldn't help showing a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

If the meridian is blocked, it is a big deal to reshape the meridian.

But in terms of will, no one can help Lin Feng.

Ye Wudao has practiced for 180 years, and he is only one step away from ascension.

He has the ability to ascend, but he didn't ascend!

Because in the academy, after all, it is only by learning the methods of others that one can ascend to immortality.

To justify the name of the academy, one must embark on a path of cultivation suitable for the academy.

The traditional practice is generally in accordance with the stages of body refining, qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, nascent soul, transformation of gods, and ascension, step by step.

In fact, this can be regarded as taking the Taoist Golden Core Avenue and ascending to the fairy world.

But the Buddhist sect cultivates the bodhicitta painstakingly, achieves the true Buddha, and ascends to the Buddha realm.

Only Confucianism has no "Tao" of its own.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to collect books from all over the world, and finally comprehended the "Spirit Enlightenment Art".

What he just performed on Lin Feng was the "Spirit Enlightenment Technique".

It was also what he wanted to teach Lin Feng as a teacher.

In the following days, he needs to continue to guide Lin Feng to study.

When everything is on the right track, he will go where he should go.

When Lin Feng entered the Sutra Pavilion, it was like entering a sea of ​​books.

Around the circle, densely packed with books.

The faint scent of books is refreshing.

Let Lin Feng's irritable heart calm down involuntarily.

He took out a "Book of Songs" from the bookshelf, and then began to read it silently.

Day after day, year after year.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

He has read no less than [-] books in the entire Sutra Pavilion.

But these three hundred books, like a drop in the ocean in this vast sea of ​​books, are not worth mentioning at all.

He wanted to read these books, but he might not be able to do so in his lifetime.

He came outside the door, looked at the old man on the rocking chair, and couldn't help saying respectfully: "Master, I don't understand one thing! Why did you allow me to wear a sword, but never taught me any martial arts!"

"If I had taught you martial arts, I would have truly harmed you! The spiritual enlightenment technique in your mind is the essence of what I have learned all my life. If you comprehend it, it is equivalent to adding 180 years of cultivation base out of thin air , but this spirit enlightenment technique can only open up the spiritual wisdom and cannot hurt people."

Ye Wudao opened his eyes, a complex expression appeared on his face.

"If you understand the secret of hurting others, you will fulfill the wishes of countless Confucian scholars. Now that three years have passed, I should leave too! After I leave, you must not slack off! If you want to solve the mystery of your life experience, you You can only rely on yourself."

While speaking, his figure gradually faded.

He looked at Lin Feng, still full of kindness.

"master!"

Lin Feng instinctively stretched out his hand to keep him.

However, his hands couldn't touch anything.

For a moment, Lin Feng's heart seemed to be emptied, empty.

Before I knew it, I had been there for a quarter of an hour,

He bowed deeply to the rocking chair, turned around and prepared to go back to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

"Who are you? Why have I never seen you before!"

At this time, a somewhat sharp male voice suddenly sounded not far behind Lin Feng.

A handsome man in a purple costume slowly came to Lin Feng surrounded by everyone.

Lin Feng turned his head subconsciously.

He looked at the other party and said neither humble nor overbearing: "I am Lin Feng! My master is Wudao! I am his direct disciple!"

"Personal disciple? Hehe, it's just you!"

The man in the fancy dress took a step forward with disdain on his face!

Suddenly, he kicked Lin Feng.

Caught off guard, Lin Feng knelt on the ground with a plop.

Immediately afterwards, the other party stretched out his foot, stepped on Lin Feng's back, and said condescendingly: "Spicy chicken! It's not good for you to pretend to be someone! How dare you pretend to be the disciple of the second master of the academy! You can't be a fool! Ha ha."

"I look like a fool too!"

Everyone laughed in agreement.

Lin Feng clenched his fists, his eyes were full of unwillingness!
He is indeed the direct disciple of the second master in the academy, but his master did not teach him any martial arts.

Could it be that he was going to be insulted?
His eyes became more and more red.

The ordinary horizontal knife placed in the library pavilion suddenly trembled violently.

next second.

It rushed over like a gust of wind!
A stab.

The opponent's arm fell to the ground.

The smiles on everyone's faces froze a little bit.

"what!"

A miserable howl resounded through the sky in an instant.

The strong man in the academy could not help but fly to the scripture storage pavilion.

At this time, Lin Feng was still stepped on by the opponent.

However, one arm of the man in the fancy dress was lying there quietly.

For a moment, the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.