Control The World Chapter 149

At this time, Ruan Yue and Wan s.h.i.+ also rushed forward.

"Situ Ye, if you keep provoking my junior brother again and again, don't worry about us being rude. It's better for an old student like you to show some face. " Ruan Yue coldly said.

An elder student of the Emperor Dao Palace was like a mad dog, attacking a freshman. How could he still have any face!

Ruan Yue's body radiated with a murderous aura. The aura on Wan s.h.i.+'s body was as deep as the abyss. The two auras interweaved and engulfed the entire arena.

Suddenly, the expressions of the surrounding people changed. The Heavenly Alliance's skinny camel was bigger than a horse. They weren't made to be trampled on by others!

Situ Wu's eyes darkened as he stepped forward. He held onto Situ Ye and gently shook his head. He was a madman martial artist, not a madman martial artist. If this continued, they would be forced into a life and death struggle.

"Humph!" Situ Ye coldly snorted and suppressed the surging anger in his heart, "Just you wait!"

The group of Situ Family members disappeared into the crowd.

The crowd dispersed one after another.

"Interesting." Elder Yang, who was dozing off with his eyes closed, opened them and looked at Ning Wufeng's back as he left, speaking indifferently.

The next day, Ning Wufeng did not forget to inquire about Zhao Wuqing's whereabouts, but it seemed like they had yet to arrive at the capital.

"Take you to the Spiritual Pavilion today. Every new disciple can choose a Spiritual Art." Ruan Yue said with a smile.

Today, she wore a light green training uniform. Her hair was tied carelessly behind her head, appearing to be extremely capable.

"Where is senior apprentice brother Wans.h.i.+?" Ning Wufeng asked subconsciously, he felt that they were inseparable from each other.

"He went to help Xie s.h.i.+."

The Spirit Pavilion was the spirit art trove of the Emperor Dao Academy. It was known as the largest spirit art trove in Zhao, and it was larger than even the Dao Seeking Palace. It was rumored that all the spiritual incantations that appeared in the State of Zhao had roots in the Spirit Pavilion of the Emperor Dao Palace.

Ning Wufeng inhaled a breath of cold air and raised his head to look at the towering building that was as tall as the clouds. Each level was more than thirty meters high.

The seventh floor had already disappeared into the clouds.

"The sixth level of the Spirit Pavilion of the Emperor Dao Palace is open to students. All spirit arts can be exchanged for the corresponding contribution points. However, the seventh floor and above are only open to the Gold and Silver Elders and those who have made outstanding contributions. "

"As for the eighth level, only the top rank of the Earth Proclamation, which is exchanged every three years, is qualified to enter. The ninth floor is said to be the same as the eighth floor. But no one has ever set foot in it. " Ruan Yue whispered.

Within the Spirit Pavilion, which was as tall as the clouds, there were many pedestrians hurrying to and fro. No one paid any attention to Ning Wufeng and Ruan Yue.

"Come, let's go in." Ruan Yue brought Ning Wufeng to the Spiritual Pavilion.

"Show your ident.i.ty."

The guards at the door stopped them. What was interesting was that this guard wasn't a real person. Moreover, this bronze puppet held a saber in its hand and patiently stopped everyone in its path.

"Puppets are the product of the mastery of both array formations and beast taming techniques, rarely seen in the State of Zhao." Ruan Yue smiled.

This was Ning Wufeng's first time seeing a bronze puppet like this. He released his spiritual sense, and he could feel a shocking wave of energy emanating from the bronze puppet's body.

"Don't test their strength so easily, they can even kill a Violet Lake Stage cultivator on the spot. This is the outstanding work of the Lord Dean. " Ruan Yue smiled.

She walked in front and placed her master's medallion on a piece of jade. The jade began to glow. The bronze puppet immediately opened up a path for her.

Ning Wufeng followed suit and pa.s.sed.

"What a coincidence, Miss Ruan Yue. I didn't expect to meet you here. I think we were really fated to meet. "

A young man walked towards him. He was dressed like a scholar, wearing a square scarf and a gentleman's sword at his waist. He was wearing a light robe as he approached.

His face was full of smiles. However, Ning Wufeng could clearly feel Ruan Yue's expression change. It was as if she didn't see the person who just arrived. He turned his body to the side.

Ning Wufeng also hurried to catch up. The Confucian Scholar behind them glanced at Ning Wufeng, his eyes revealing a sinister light. He stepped forward and blocked their path.

"Fang Yingcai, what are you doing blocking the way?" Ruan Yue glared at him but didn't give him any face.

Fang Yingcai's face was still br.i.m.m.i.n.g with smiles, "Miss Ruan Yue, it's been awhile since I last saw you, I miss you so much. This is? "

He pretended to be surprised as he looked at Ning Wufeng.

"I don't have the leisure to accompany you right now, so you should just obediently step aside." Ruan Yue pushed him away without any hesitation.

"Let's go."

Fang Yingcai was pushed to the side, and everyone around looked at him in ridicule. He felt embarra.s.sed. He stared at Ruan Yue's beautiful figure as he said to himself fiercely, "d.a.m.n girl, if you end up in my hands, I will show you what true power is!"

He clenched his fists tightly as the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

"Who was that senior sister just now?" Ning Wufeng cautiously asked when he saw Ruan Yue's unsightly expression.

"Humph, he's a sc.u.m of the Wen Group. You'd better not come into contact with him." Ruan Yue said snappily.

Pointing at the stairs, she said, "You go up, I'll wait for you over there. "Freshmen can choose a Spiritual Art, but this is Master Xie's token. You can borrow another."

After she finished speaking, she handed a purplish-gold token to Ning Wufeng. This was one of the benefits of being with the Heavenly Alliance.

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Ning Wufeng followed the stairs to the second floor.

What entered his eyes was a row of purple-jade bookshelves that were divided into countless small boxes. Every small square was protected by a formation with a spirit art jade slip floating in the middle. The words "Mosquitoes" beside it explained the incantation.

It was worthy of being called the Emperor Dao Palace. Just the number of spiritual incantations on the bookshelves far surpa.s.sed all the spiritual incantations in the Jiang Ning Estate.

"Little brother, what a coincidence. I met you again. " Fang Yingcai's voice suddenly came from behind Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng raised an eyebrow and said, "Greetings, s.h.i.+xiong Fang."

Everywhere was one thing, how was it another? Fang Yingcai did not provoke him, and he did not need to put on an att.i.tude of not allowing others to travel a thousand miles.

"Haha, junior is this year's freshman?" Fang Yingcai asked, "Looking at junior brother's handsome charm, I wonder what your name is?"

"Ning Wufeng." Ning Wufeng nodded in acknowledgement.

"Surnamed Ning?" Fang Yingcai thought to himself. He searched all the aristocratic clans and sects in one or two countries, but there seemed to be no one with the surname 'Ning'.

"I wonder where Junior Apprentice Brother came from?"

"Jiangning Mansion, SouthYue County."

Another place he had never heard of before. Fang Yingcai was already certain that this kid was a poor fellow without any status.

In that case, don't blame me for being impolite.

Fang Yingcai still had a brilliant smile on his face as he said, "Is Junior Ning here to find a Spiritual Art?" Miss Ruan Yue is the same as well. Why aren't you accompanying me?

His tone seemed to be reprimanding Ruan Yue, but in reality, it was an unintentional display of his relations.h.i.+p with Ruan Yue. He wasn't close with her, so how could he say something bad about her in front of Ruan Yue?

At the same time, he also closed the distance between him and Ning Wufeng.

"Senior sister also has matters to attend to, so there's no need to delay her time too much." In fact, Ruan Yue had already told him about it, but Ning Wufeng wanted to find it himself since he didn't want to reveal too many secrets.

After all, the fewer people who knew the secret, the better.

However, the spirit pavilion of the Emperor Dao Palace was truly too large; it was a bit beyond his expectations.

"I'll just find a random Spiritual Art to cultivate. Heaven rewards the diligent. I believe that I'll definitely be able to achieve something." Ning Wufeng said with certainty.

However, Fang Yingcai cursed in his heart: Foolish brat, don't even know the importance of spirit arts. Since you don't know, don't worry about me being rude. I let you get so close to Ruan Yue.

He rolled his eyes and immediately said with a serious expression, "Junior brother, how can you think like this? The first spirit art is extremely important, how can you be careless?" "Since Senior has seen it, we can't ignore it."

"Let's go, I'll give you some recommendations." Fang Yingcai tugged on Ning Wufeng's sleeve and walked over.

After circling around the s.p.a.cious second floor, he went up to the third floor. Fang Yingcai recommended five to six times to Ning Wufeng, but none of them were as satisfied as Ning Wufeng.

He looked at Ning Wufeng, who looked a little depressed. He thought to himself: Things are going to happen.

"Junior brother Ning, since you're not satisfied with this." How about this, for the sake of Miss Ruan Yue, Senior Brother will bring you somewhere. "This is a secret of our Wen Group. Don't you dare spread it around."

Fang Yingcai looked at Ning Wufeng with a serious expression as he spoke word by word, obviously being extremely cautious. Ning Wufeng also nodded his head heavily.

Ruan Yue had already warned him to stay away from Fang Yingcai. But he still wanted to know what this guy was up to.

After all, Fang Yingcai was indeed very familiar with the Spiritual Pavilion. The spiritual incantations recommended by him previously were all flashy and unrealistic, but it was not too obvious. Even others would refuse.

As for the spirit art that Ning Wufeng had chosen, he was also able to elaborate on the bad points and thoughts in his heart.

There was a limit to the number of Spiritual Arts the Academy could select. It was impossible for students to randomly choose high level Spiritual Arts. Firstly, high level spirit arts were difficult to cultivate, and secondly, they had been spread far and wide. It was easy for it to leak out and be detrimental to the academy.

Ning Wufeng simply agreed to Fang Yingcai's request and followed him to check out the so-called secret.

He took the bait.

Fang Yingcai thought to himself. However, there was a cautious and conflicted expression on his face. He brought Ning Wufeng up and down the sixth floor and arrived at a small staircase. They climbed the stairs until they reached a small compartment in front of them.

There was actually a small room above the sixth floor. Ning Wufeng thought in surprise. This cubicle happened to be between the sixth and seventh level. It was indeed very secretive.

What was even more different was that there was an old man sitting at the entrance of the cubicle. Ning Wufeng felt that he looked a little familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen him before.

How strange. Cultivators usually had photographic memory, not to mention that Ning Wufeng had spiritual sense and primordial spirit.

There was only one possibility, and that was that this person was far stronger than him.

Ning Wufeng was secretly shocked. It seemed that the place Fang Yingcai brought him to was not to fool him. But why did he help her?

"Elder, the Wen Alliance has brought junior brother here to select a Spiritual Art." Fang Yingcai said respectfully.

A ray of light that seemed as if it was made of a material swept over the two of them.