Seeing Ren Tianba leaving quickly like a run away, the Master of Wenyuan Pavilion led many disciples to bow to the sky again, "Thank you, senior, for your great kindness, I will never forget you in Wenyuan Pavilion. I hope to leave a name so that we can repay our kindness in the future."

"No need, I'm just a destiny with you, and Su Shi let me see what the true righteousness is. Even if the righteousness in the world disappears, it will still remain in my heart." Zhou Yu said lightly.

At that time, the radio turned on Ren Tianba's frequency, allowing him to use a piece of paper to motivate the ancestors of Wenyuan Pavilion and save Su Shi. At the same time, he also obtained the ink grass, Haoran's righteous cultivation methods and other things from Ren Tianba's hands.

If it weren't for Su Shi's pride who was not afraid of death, Ren Tianba would probably have left after getting the things, and he wouldn't have had so much interaction with Wenyuan Pavilion.

At this time, Zhou Yu thought and looked towards the sky. Some paper suddenly appeared in the empty sky and slowly fell into Wenyuan Pavilion.

"People, look, something fell from the sky." Some disciples saw what fell from the sky and quickly spoke.

"These items are some poems I have collected. I will send them to you today. I hope they can carry forward the righteousness of Haoran." At this time, Zhou Yu said calmly. He felt the feeling of powerlessness in his heart becoming stronger and stronger. It seems that he had said so many words, and consumed a lot of spiritual consciousness.

It is much stronger than before. When I entered the world of fairy tales a few times before I gathered all my strength to say one or two words. Now that I have said so many things, I feel the feeling of powerlessness. It can be seen that the two ancient remnants of souls have greatly benefited the radio.

Hearing the grand and mysterious words coming from the sky, all the disciples of Wenyuan Pavilion showed excitement on their faces and hurriedly bowed to the sky, "The disciples of Wenyuan Pavilion thanked me for your thanks."

The senior took out the poem about bamboo and stone before, which actually made them block Ren Tianba's full attack. If it weren't for that poem, their entire Wenyuan Pavilion would no longer exist.

Now, this senior has taken out poems. Judging from the size of the things falling from the sky, it is definitely not just a piece of paper. There must be a few poems. This is a huge surprise for them.

Gradually, a few pieces of paper fell down. After seeing the poems above, they were even more excited and kept muttering in their mouths. There were three poems in total, each poem full of righteousness.

"Thank you, senior. I have nothing else in Wenyuan Pavilion, so I give you pen, ink, paper and inkstone. This is the pen, inkstone used by our generations of pavilions, as well as these literary inks that have been stored for two hundred years and the best literary paper. Please accept it."

Seeing the poem above, the owner of Wenhua Pavilion also took out the four treasures of the study from his storage ring and placed them on the table in front of him.

The pen and inkstone used by several generations of pavilion masters can be said to be the treasure of the pavilion in their Wenyuan Pavilion, but compared with the great kindness of this predecessor, it is really not worth mentioning.

After hearing these words, Zhou Yu, who was planning to leave, couldn't help but look at the four treasures of the study on the table. The inkstone looked simple and unpretentious, without particularly exquisite decorations, but the literary atmosphere on it was very strong.

There were some patterns carved on the brush, and a scholar was writing hard on the desk. From a feeling, it was better than the Wenyuan Pavilion he had obtained before.

As for Wenhua ink and Wenxuan paper, he had never obtained these two things before, but he had obtained the raw materials for making them, such as Mocao and Wencao.

Looking at the four treasures of the study on the table, Zhou Yu was indeed a little moved. After all, since he practiced calligraphy and practiced righteousness, he also fell in love with writing.

But he had already taken a top-grade flying sword before. I don’t know if he could get things for the second time after the radio was upgraded. Judging from this inkstone, it was not an ordinary thing.

Zhou Yu looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table and expressed his thoughts in his heart. Soon, he saw that the inkstone and ink on the table disappeared, while the pen and paper remained.

This surprised him. After the radio was upgraded, he could get things for the second time, and he also took two pieces at a time, and took away the inkstone, a strongly righteous thing. At this moment, he felt his body slowly flying upwards, so he said lightly to everyone in Wenyuan Pavilion: "Okay, it's time for me, I should leave, I'm destined to see you again."

"Greatly send me off for you, senior." The Lord of Wenyuan Pavilion led many disciples to bow to the sky again.

As soon as they finished speaking, Zhou Yu felt his body uncontrollably heading towards the sky. The dilapidated building of Wenyuan Pavilion below also turned into small black dots. Suddenly, his eyes turned black again. When he opened his eyes, he had already returned to Lin Xiuyuan's villa.

Looking at the three balls of light appearing on the radio in front of him, he smiled. This time the radio really brought him a great surprise.

The energy of the two ancient remnants of souls was so unexpected that he followed Ren Tianba through a long distance and came to Wenyuan Pavilion, and took three items.

When I first got the radio, I even needed to overdraw energy to get a medium-grade spiritual weapon. Now I have got three items at a time and made them twice, including a top-grade flying sword.

Zhou Yu looked at one of the lights, and there was a blue-purple flying sword inside, which looked very beautiful. He touched the light, and the small sword became bigger and bigger, and the light on it gradually faded.

After catching the flying sword below, he held the hilt and felt the power of the flying sword and the power of the wind and thunder. He sighed. As expected, the boss was the boss. Song Qingxiu from the Xuantian Sect had spent all his savings to build a medium-grade flying sword green light. Now Ren Tianba can easily take out a few top-grade flying swords to give it to others.

After playing for a while, Zhou Yu put the Fenglei Sword into the storage ring and prepared to return to Taoyuan Village to recognize the owner. Then, he clicked on the remaining two balls of light and took down a simple inkstone and six pieces of Wenhua ink from the radio.

Then, he picked up the radio and fiddled with it for two times, but did not turn on the new frequency. Sure enough, the radio still couldn't turn on two frequencies at a time. However, he realized this function himself in the world of fairy tales.

Originally Ren Tianba's frequency, he issued an order that forced this guy to go to Wenyuan Pavilion.

The purpose of the flying sword is basically nothing to him except flying on the sword. After all, this is on earth, unlike the fairy tale world, where people kill people if they are disagreeable, and they may be robbed by a guy like Ren Tianba when he walks on the road.
Chapter completed!