C270 Gift Cultivation Technique
Zhao Meng'er took the fiery red scroll and came to Lin Yuan's side. She did not take a look at the name of the scroll that had such a high affinity with her. She only sensed that it was indeed a technique and handed it to Lin Yuan.
"Heavenly Phoenix Nine Fire Chant, Mid Heaven Rank cultivation technique."
Lin Yuan took the cultivation technique and looked at the inventory of the scroll. He didn't say much, and after thanking her, he said, Thank you. He put it in his inner pocket because he would need to use his chance to take it out later. At that time, he would find a chance to give it to Zhao Meng'er.
After a while, the wall of the room suddenly burst out with a huge suction force. Under this suction force, the light that was spiraling in the room filled the sky. However, it was continuously sucked back into the wall and disappeared. For a moment, the light that filled the sky shuttled back and forth as countless light clusters floated in the air. Other than the items that Lin Yuan and the others had used to break the light ball, they were once again swallowed by the wall.
"It seems like the time is up." Lin Yuan could sense the suction force that was emitted from the energy wall. He knew that this was because the time was about to arrive.
"Let's go."
Lin Yuan waved to Zhao Meng'er and then went back to the way he came.
The other disciples who had obtained or did not obtain any treasures suitable for their hearts also slowly walked out of Treasure Pavilion with all kinds of expressions.
Following the departure of everyone, the rooms in the various halls in Treasure Pavilion became empty. No one would have thought that these few huge rooms were floating in the air, and there were countless treasures that could cause a sensation in the outside world.
Everyone came to the main hall of Treasure Pavilion and saw the middle-aged elder.
"Did everyone obtain a treasure that suits you? I won't ask any more questions. All you need to do is walk out of Treasure Pavilion naturally. The number of treasures you have will be deducted from the number of treasures you have. If the number of treasures you have isn't enough, the number of treasures you have will be deducted. Then, the number of treasures you have will be deducted. There is no limit. The number of treasures you have will become negative. "
"Therefore, the disciples need to think it through carefully."
The middle-aged elder said to the disciples.
No disciple responded. After all, no one who could become a disciple of the Inner Sect of the Tianyang Sect and obtain the chance to seize the treasure would be a fool. They wouldn't make such a stupid mistake.
"Alright, all of you can leave the Treasure Pavilion in an orderly manner."
"Creak."
The tightly shut ancient door was suddenly gently pulled open. Warm sunlight poured in through the crack in the door, leaving a long trail of light in the dark tunnel until it reached the end of the light.
The door opened, and Lin Yuan and the others passed through the door one after another. When Lin Yuan passed through the door, he felt a strange fluctuation sweep across his body. Lin Yuan thought that this was the method to find out the treasures and the number of times he had seized them.
Standing on the steps and looking at the verdant color of the valley, Lin Yuan couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. The atmosphere in Treasure Pavilion was really too heavy.
Lin Yuan turned around and looked at the huge Treasure Pavilion behind him. At the corner of his eyes, he was looking for the grey-robed old man. Lin Yuan was still very concerned about why the grey-robed old man was staring at him.
Lin Yuan couldn't find the silhouette of the grey-robed old man. It was only after everyone came out of the Treasure Pavilion that the grey-robed old man appeared from the void, as if he had just appeared.
"Pavilion Elder!" The middle-aged elder respectfully nodded at the grey-robed old man.
"It's time, let's go." The hoarse and elderly voice was filled with energy as it slowly circled around the large door.
The grey-robed old man waved his hand and the ancient door of Treasure Pavilion closed. Then, he slowly formed a seal with his hand. The door of Treasure Pavilion was once again sealed by a spatial lock.
The grey-robed old man seemed to have slowly blended into the air, and disappeared. However, before he left, he glanced at Lin Yuan without leaving a trace.
Of course, Lin Yuan could sense the way the grey-robed old man was looking at him. Although he was puzzled as to why the grey-robed old man was staring at him, he had no way to find out. So, he could only suppress the doubt in his heart.
"Hehe, have you all come out?"
All the disciples who could see it, the previously reserved middle-aged elder said with a smile, "You all don't have time to return, right?"
Everyone nodded their heads. However, they did not see Luo Zhen and his followers at this moment.
"Very good. Even if the treasure you obtain does not fit your liking, at least you will not return empty-handed."
The middle-aged elder turned around and slightly bowed toward the Treasure Pavilion.0
"Pavilion elder, the opening of Treasure Pavilion this year has ended. I will take my leave now. Farewell!"
The grey-robed elder didn't show himself or show any reaction to the farewell of the middle-aged elder. The middle-aged elder didn't care about it either. After that, he turned around and left with his disciples.
"Disciples, follow me."
After hearing the elder's words, the disciples bowed toward the direction of Treasure Pavilion to show their respect. Then, they followed the middle-aged elder and left.
After Lin Yuan and the others left, they arrived at a small valley hidden somewhere in Treasure Vault Peak. Finally, it returned to its usual tranquility until the opening of the Treasure Pavilion next year. This place would once again become lively, and different stories would occur.
"Alright, disciples. Your treasures have been obtained. Next, you should rest well and work hard to raise your strength." The middle-aged elder dissolved after saying those words that sounded like an explanation.
"Junior Brother Lin, Junior Sister Zhao. I'll be leaving first. Although I can't cultivate the cultivation technique I obtained this time, I can still improve myself by comprehending it." Chen Guang came before the two of them and said goodbye to them.
"Goodbye, Senior Brother Chen." Both of them nodded and said goodbye to Chen Guang.
"Senior Sister Zhao, let's go too."
"Okay."
The two of them walked on the way back to the main peak. For a moment, both of them did not speak and quietly enjoyed this rare silence.
Suddenly, Lin Yuan took out a fiery red scroll from his inner pocket. He gently stroked the scroll with his hand. After a moment, he suddenly threw the scroll towards Zhao Meng'er. Zhao Meng'er subconsciously caught the scroll.
"This technique is useless to me. Senior Sister Zhao, I will give it to you."
Zhao Meng'er was a little stunned as she held the skill in her hand. However, she shook her head and said gently, "Lin Yuan, you don't have a skill, right? This skill is a must-have skill when you reach the Pulse Condensation Stage. You should keep it for yourself."
"Haha, Senior Sister Zhao, I actually already have a more suitable skill. Besides, this cultivation technique is not a one-time use item. If I really don't have a cultivation technique... Isn't it even better if the two of us cultivate the same cultivation technique? " When Lin Yuan said it, he regretted it. It was as if he was teasing Zhao Meng'er.
"Well, that's true." Zhao Meng'er was stunned. She was misled by the concept of the Martial Skill skill, which was usually very personal. At the same time, she blushed when she heard Lin Yuan say that they practiced the same skill.
"Ahem, this technique was taken by Senior Sister Zhao. Of course it suits you more. And I already have a technique that suits me more. I will leave this Heavenly Phoenix Nine Fire Spell to you."
"Then Senior Sister Zhao, I will take my leave first." Lin Yuan left after saying those few words. He did not give Zhao Meng'er any chance to reject him.
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