God-level Refiner: Ghost King Pampering and Pampering Concubine

Chapter 25 The third-order magician
Yan Wuyou snorted helplessly, turned around and returned to the gazebo with the food box in hand.

Yehan Luzhong really said it aptly, even in such a mysterious place, it's still cold.

Somehow the coldness made her afraid to accept it, she couldn't help tightening her clothes, and then slowly brought out the food in the food box.

"Cabbage, tofu, shredded potatoes! Steamed buns, or cold steamed buns, this is the so-called meal, where is the meal? Fuck, Huanyouge! Do you want to treat me with these meals like this? I am also a guest after all! "

Looking at these dishes, Yan Wuyou really lost his appetite, even the side dishes, it looks like pig food, how can you eat it!

Who would have known that she could be so cold and hungry in the Phantom Pavilion.

After rubbing his disappointing stomach, he finally picked up the cold steamed bun with shredded potatoes and slowly ate it.

After eating a few mouthfuls of steamed buns, he almost didn't choke to death. Fortunately, there was still tea on the stone table that Yu Wuchen didn't take away.

"It's actually warm!" Unexpectedly, after Yu Wuchen had been away for so long, the tea was still warm, and it was just right for drinking.

Thinking about it carefully, the tea seems to have been conjured up by Yu Wuchen flicking his sleeves when he saw Yu Wuchen. It has been a long time now, but the tea is not cold, it is amazing.

After eating three steamed buns, I was full, but I didn't feel the slightest warmth, instead it was getting colder and colder.

This reminded her again of the ice room where she didn't know whether it was a dream or reality when she traveled through time.

It is also so cold!

Shivering from the cold, she accidentally knocked a bowl off the stone table, she quickly reached out to catch it, and a faint flame flew out of her palm.

Yan Wuyou withdrew his hand in shock, and the bowl fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

She could see clearly, it was a flame wrapped in green!
It was the first time for her to see a flame with green light!
Wait, this...isn't this a performance of the second level of talent!

Could it be that she just learned the secret book given to her by the temple deacon, and suddenly became a second-level illusionist from completely ignorant of talent!
Tier [-] illusionist!Although it was only the lowest level of cultivation, it was really a surprise to Yan Wuyou at this moment.

"I'm a second-tier illusionist! I'm a second-tier illusionist, it's really great."

There was a burst of joyful surprise, revealing the joy from the heart.

On the stone bridge not far away, a dark gray figure that was very close to the night, stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the gazebo.

I don't know what expression is on the face under the mask, and I don't know how long he has been here.

"Second-level illusionist! Girl, you are only a second-level illusionist, so happy to be like this. If you...stay in Qingyouxuan properly in the future! If you don't reach the third-level tomorrow, don't appear in front of me."

The hand behind Yu Wuchen turned the flute a few times, and then disappeared in the same place again, without any sound or trace, as if he had never appeared here at all.

Yan Wuyou was like a bird trapped in a cage, eroded by the cold, but could only helplessly sit in the gazebo with his knees hugged.

She said that the coldness was real, because the coldness was not brought by the weather, but because the aura was abundant, which directly transformed the air.

I don't know how long it took for Yan Wuyou's eyebrows and hair to form a layer of faint frost.

He sneezed several times in succession, rubbed his nose helplessly, and scolded Yu Wuchen dozens of times in his heart, and scolded Yu Wuchen dozens of times on behalf of the ancestors of their Yan family.

"Am I catching a cold? It's really unusually cold. I don't know how the people in the Phantom Pavilion usually live. I didn't see how thick Qingfeng was wearing just now. Maybe it's because of high cultivation. If There's a fire..."

As soon as he said this, Yan Wuyou's eyes lit up, he raised a hand, and looked at it seriously.

Just now I could throw out a ball of flames unintentionally, if it was deliberate, wouldn't it be...

"Flame!" A very serious order was given, but there was no flame in his hand, let alone to keep warm.

"No way! I was able to create flames by accident just now, but I was in a hurry to use fire, but there wasn't even a single flame!"

At this moment, she finally understood what it was, if people were unlucky, they would clog their teeth if they drank cold water.

In desperation, she took out the book given to her by the temple deacon, carefully read it, and wanted to understand how to use her talent.

After a night of comprehension, a flame finally appeared in the palm of the hand at the last moment, a flame with a pink shimmer finally appeared!

Although it is only light pink, it is a new continent to Yan Wuyou.

"Pink! My God! It's actually pink. I didn't do anything, but I reached the third level! Can I understand it as rising to the third level in one night!"

is this real?
"It seems that your cultivation has improved a lot. From this, it can be seen that your name of trash is indeed false, and the rumors are not credible!"

For some reason, fortunately Yu Wuchen also appeared in the pavilion, and was right next to Yan Wuyou.

Hearing this voice, Yan Wuyou stood up in surprise and joy, and when he turned his head, he saw Yu Wuchen in white.

It's still the same facial mask, but the tone seems to be different today.

Wearing the unstained white clothes on Yu Wuchen's body, it was as unusual as a god descending from the earth.

Every inch and every stitch is so meticulous, and every place is so perfect.

Yan Wuyou couldn't help thinking, if such a perfect person had another handsome face, wouldn't it cause chaos in the world, and how many women would break their heads and enter the Phantom Pavilion.

What Yan Wuyou didn't know was that without looking at Yu Wuchen's face, there were countless women wanting to enter the Huanyou Pavilion right now.

"Lord of the Phantom Pavilion!"

Yan Wuyou's surprise quickly disappeared, and the remaining surprise slowly turned into embarrassment and nervousness.

Yu Wuchen, what does this mean? The rumors are unbelievable!
"How is it? After this night, do you feel refreshed, and there is endless power in the dantian?" Yu Wuchen said lightly, but it revealed Yan Wuyou's current situation.

Although Yan Wuyou was shocked, but after thinking about this third-level illusionist, Yu Wuchen was a person who had experienced it, so Yu Wuchen naturally knew how he would feel at this time.

"May I ask the Master of the Huanyou Pavilion to do me a favor?" Yan Wuyou didn't want to continue to entangle with the time of the third-level magician, it is a good thing to upgrade.

"Help!" Yu Wuchen waved the stone bench in front of him, lifted his robe and sat down slowly.

"Miss Yan may have forgotten that I have already done you a great favor yesterday, don't forget, you still owe me money!"

　Do you think the pavilion master is very dark-bellied?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)