"Giant Flame Palm, using the power of fire to refine everything into a giant palm. The strongest palm can cover a radius of a hundred meters, making it impossible for the enemy to escape!"
Zhou Yang closed the manual. His eyes were shining. Once he successfully mastered the Giant Flame Palm, his strength would multiply.
"Zhou Yang, why didn't you let Cheng Xing 'er go just now? I think she is innocent." Wen Xiyu's injuries seemed to have stabilized.
"If a person who wants to kill his own sister is innocent, then is there anyone in this world who is not innocent?" Zhou Yang glanced at Wen Xiyu, then stood up and looked at the dry well.
"He wants to kill his own sister …"
Wen Xiyu was stunned.
"Let's go!"
Zhou Yang did not continue on this topic. He pulled Wen Xiyu and jumped into the dry well.
Beneath the dry well was not a dry well, but a dazzling golden hall.
This hall was a few hundred meters wide, and there were many compartments around it.
"Sister!"
Wen Zhihuan seemed to be waiting anxiously. As soon as he saw Wen Xiyu, he rushed over, accompanied by an elegant young man in green clothes.
"Where is Tie Xing and the others?" Wen Xiyu asked anxiously.
"Tie Xing and Xu Yechen are together. They are looking for treasures. I was worried about you and Zhou Yang, so I waited here. Oh right …" Wen Zhihuan looked at the young man beside him and said, "Zhou Yang, this is Jing Yu, a genius of the Alchemy Guild in the Royal City. He is half a disciple of yours."
"Compared to Brother Zhou, how can he be considered a genius? Brother Zhou, Elder Sima misses you …" Jing Yu smiled.
"Elder Sima … is he also in the Royal City?"
"Yes, I heard everything about you from him."
Zhou Yang nodded and said, "Brother Jing, why are you here?"
"To find something for the Alchemy Guild." Jing Yu smiled.
"Eldest Brother, I found it. I found the cultural collection …" At this moment, a disciple of the Confucian Pavilion came over excitedly.
The cultural collection!
The Wen sisters were overjoyed.
"Congratulations, Brother Wen, for getting what you wanted. I also have to go look for something. See you outside."
"Brother Jing, be careful. See you outside."
After Jing Yu left, the Wen siblings quickly left under the guidance of the disciple. Zhou Yang followed closely behind. He was also very curious about what the Wen Hua Book Collection was.
"Look …"
A moment later, the disciple stopped in front of a study.
"Literary Magnificence Pavilion!"
When Wen Zhihuan saw the signboard in front of the study, a look of joy appeared on his face.
"Haha … Miss Wen, we really run into each other everywhere. I didn't think we would meet again so soon."
At this time, Jiang Wancheng and the other three evil sects' cultivators also arrived.
"Since you're here, let's go in and take a look."
Wen Zhihuan smiled faintly. If it was in the past, blood would have flowed like a river if he met an evil sect cultivator. However, in this place, the righteous and evil sects had to give way to the treasure.
"Hmph, if you people know what's good for you, you'd better scram. This is not a place you can enter."
Wen Xiyu was obviously very unhappy. She was the first one to enter the study room. However, Wen Xiyu who had just entered the study room screamed and ran out.
"What happened?"
Everyone was startled. Wen Zhihuan hurriedly walked in and frowned.
Zhou Yang followed Wen Zhihuan's gaze and looked at the wall. There was a painting hanging on the wall. In the painting, a man and a woman were on a bed. Looking closely, the painting seemed to be moving, and the entire process could be seen clearly.
"I was wondering how amazing the Literary Magnificence Pavilion's Literary Magnificence Pavilion was. It turns out that they are just erotic pictures. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have come here. Miss Wen could have come to my Happy Valley. I would have personally taught you." Jiang Wancheng laughed.
"Shut up!" Wen Xiyu gritted her teeth in anger, but she was not interested. She quickly glanced at the pictures on the wall, trying to find the real Literary Magnificence Pavilion.
However, there were ten pictures on the wall, and none of them were erotic pictures.
"Everyone, look at this picture. This person should be the Gu King. I didn't expect him to be so lecherous." Ding Su laughed.
Everyone looked up and saw a picture of a man and a girl. There was a word written on the top of the man's head, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't know that he was the Gu King.
"Filthy!"
With a shout, Wen Xiyu swept her sword and cut the picture in half.
But at this moment, the picture suddenly burst into flames, and a strange laughter resounded in the study.
"Tsk tsk … the person who destroyed my picture must be someone from the Confucian Pavilion. You must want to take back your Literary Magnificence Pavilion …"
The voice was full of provocation, but everyone knew that it was just a message left by the Gu King.
"If you want to take back the Literary Magnificence Pavilion's Literary Magnificence Pavilion, you must follow the nine erotic pictures on the wall and practice in the study for seven days and seven nights. After the erotic pictures have absorbed enough obscene Qi, you will be able to find the Literary Magnificence Pavilion's Literary Magnificence Pavilion. Ha ha …"
The presumptuous laughter reverberated in the study, and the disciples of the Confucian Pavilion looked angry. This was an insult and blasphemy.
"Fortunately, you are dead. Otherwise, the Confucian Pavilion would have torn your body into ten thousand pieces." Wen Xiyu gritted her teeth in anger. She used her sword to annihilate the burning picture.
"Tsk tsk … Miss Wen, this cultural collection is the treasure of the Confucian Pavilion. You can't just give it up like this. If you don't mind, I, Jiang Wancheng, am willing to help you …" Jiang Wancheng wantonly looked at Wen Xiyu.
"I, Niu Jin, am also willing."
"And I, Ding Su, ha ha …"
The group of evil experts laughed again and again, and their eyes were fixed on Wen Xiyu.
"The Gu King is dead, and we have no way to settle accounts with him, but you … Humph …"
As soon as her voice fell, Wen Xiyu rushed towards Jiang Wancheng with her sword.
"Leave no one alive!"
Wen Zhihuan's complexion turned cold, and a white cyclone shot out from the folding fan in his hand. In an instant, Ding Su was forced to retreat a few steps.
Jiang Wancheng and the others didn't expect that the people of the Confucian Pavilion would attack without hesitation. They were defeated for a while, and they quickly retreated out of the study. Wen Zhihuan and the others didn't stop, and it seemed that they wouldn't stop until they killed these people.
Soon, only Zhou Yang was left in the study. He looked at everything in the study, and he found that there was a stone sculpture in addition to the paintings on the wall.
What was even more strange was that this stone sculpture was very beautiful. It was a sculpture of two lovers enjoying each other. The man was holding a small cauldron, and the woman was holding one hand in front of her chest …
The more Zhou Yang looked at it, the more he found it strange. The man was obviously the Gu King, but the woman didn't have a face, and her clothes were very similar to Wen Xiyu's.
Of course, the woman wasn't Wen Xiyu, but it was very likely that she was a female disciple of the Confucian Pavilion.
The Gu King and the female disciple of the Confucian Pavilion were in love …
However, this was not the only thing that made Zhou Yang feel strange. He always felt that the woman should have something in her hand, or else it would be too strange.
"What should she be holding …"
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