Li Baifeng gently turned the first page, and a line of ancient and atmospheric fonts came into view:

"In the eighty-seventh year of Hong Cheng, he lived alone in the Star Picking Tower. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Eighty-seven years of Hong Cheng?" Li Baifeng's pupils contracted slightly, "This year number...... It seems to be the former Dynasty of Great Xia? This book was actually written more than a thousand years ago? ”

The Dashang Republic was established in the ninety-fifth year of Hongcheng, and the era name was changed to "Qingyuan", and "Hongcheng" became the last era name of the Xia Dynasty.

He looked down again: "Here is the top of the independent mountain, raise your eyes and look around, the sky is vast, the eight desolations are lonely, the wind is sweeping, and there is only one person in Liuhe." Climb the tall building at night, raise your hand or pick the stars. Omoses Clothes. ”

"Omoses Royi?" Li Baifeng muttered again, "It's familiar, what do you mean?" He thought hard, but the memory seemed to be separated by a veil, and he couldn't remember it anyway.

"No matter, let's look down first." His gaze continued to move downward, and below was the signature of the three words "Yin Tianyi".

Li Baifeng turned the page and was suddenly stunned.

The second page was blank!

He subconsciously turned it again, but it was still blank.

Li Baifeng kept flipping as if he didn't believe in evil: blank, blank, blank...... It's all blank!

"What's going on?" He was stunned: "Wordless Heavenly Book? Or did he just write this page? Thinking of the vision he had seen before before the Star Picking Tower, Li Baifeng felt that this book should not only have this page, there must be a mystery in it.

"Take it back and study it slowly." He made up his mind, grabbed his book and turned to go downstairs.

I finished recording in front of the borrowing machine on the first floor, and when I came out again, the sun was already in the west. Li Baifeng held the book in his arms, took out his mobile phone, and checked the time with one hand blocking the reflection.

"It's already past four o'clock...... Li Baifeng muttered, "I've been in it for so long, and I didn't feel it at all." ”

"Oops," he patted his head, and suddenly remembered something: "I haven't taken the banners and posters I made before, and they will be closed in a while, if I can't take them out tomorrow, Xia Lingying will have to tear me up." Thinking of Xia Lingying's angry appearance, Li Baifeng's memory of being "cruelly oppressed" by her in the past came to mind, he shook his head quickly, shook off these thoughts, and ran to the entrance to swipe his card and took the self-service cable car, so as to quickly go down the mountain.

Speaking of which, this is the first time in Li Baifeng's life to take a cable car.

The sunset, as big as a wheel, hangs low in the sky, blooming with warm and bright light, painting the entire Lutai Mountain orange-red. On the edge of the fiery sunset, a few tulle-like clouds slowly drifted away. There is a row of herringbone black dots moving slowly in the sky, it is the goose returning to the south.

Li Baifeng's heart suddenly swelled with emotion.

It was an indescribable strange feeling: shocked by the mystery of nature, nostalgic for the beautiful scenery seen in the sky, and amazed by the wild goose returning to the south. He sat in the cable car, with the clouds of the great sun on the top and the mountains and lakes on the bottom, and there was no one behind. The only thing in my ears is the sound of the wind.

A sentence in the book "Essays on Picking Stars" suddenly came to Li Baifeng's mind: "The sky is vast, and the four fields are lonely." An indescribable sense of loneliness and loneliness hit him and made him want to cry.

"The wind is sweeping, and there is only one person in Liuhe. Climb the tall building at night, raise your hand or pick the stars. Li Baifeng muttered the latter sentence, but felt that the sound of the wind gradually subsided, and everything in heaven and earth seemed to be infinitely far away from him, as if he was independent from the world.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the vast starry sky reappeared in front of his eyes: still a brilliant galaxy that stretched out out of nowhere, a slowly rotating glittering nebula, and countless stars.

Li Baifeng reached out to touch the stars around him, but he passed through it, as if he hadn't touched anything.

When he opened his eyes, he was still in front of him with an orange-red sun and a fiery sunset. The geese returning to the south have disappeared from the sky. Li Baifeng's mood suddenly stirred, and he couldn't help but let out a long roar like a golden cracked stone. With this long roar, a white-gold aura wolf smoke rushed out from his heavenly spirit, and in an instant, it swayed up six zhang, and then gradually climbed - seven, eight, and nine zhang, until it was almost ten zhang.

The long howl lasted for more than ten seconds, and Li Baifeng calmed down his breath, and suddenly found that the mana in his body was surging like a river, surging endlessly-he had unknowingly entered the late stage of qi refining, and even stepped into the realm of Great Perfection with one foot!

At the same time, in the president's office of Chaoge University, Yin Xin, with a majestic face, was sitting at a tall desk, awkwardly tapping on the keyboard on the computer, suddenly, his ears moved, he raised his head and glanced thoughtfully in the direction where Li Baifeng was, and the next moment he turned around and continued to fight with the computer.

In the far north of Yuyuan Province, Xuanshan Sect, an old Taoist dressed in a white and yellow robe, painted on the mountains and rivers, sat on the top of the towering mountain, sat cross-legged, and his heart was facing the sky. Suddenly, his eyebrows moved slightly, his right hand pinched his fingers, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Li Baifeng was naturally unaware of all this, he was immersed in the surprise of a sudden breakthrough, without the slightest defense, he entered the late stage of qi refining in this way. In the old saying, "happiness comes too fast like a tornado", Li Baifeng pinched himself, and found that it was not a dream, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Is it because of this book?" He touched the "Essay on Picking the Star Tower" made of cloth in his arms, and guessed in his heart: "It seems that this book and the plaque are from the hand of one person, and even the galaxy is exactly the same." ”

As he was thinking, the cable car shook violently and slowly stopped, and it turned out that it had arrived.

Li Baifeng opened the door and got out of the car, stepped on the ground, and suddenly felt that his induction of the earth's leylines was much more sensitive than before, and the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy in his body became much faster. In every gesture, the mana flowed rapidly without stagnation.

"Is this the late stage of Qi refining?" He stomped his foot, his face beaming with joy, and then took a big stride and ran as fast as he could. As he ran, he felt a burst of help from the earth, and his body seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

Pedestrians on the road felt a gust of wind blowing, and a vague figure swept by.

When Li Baifeng arrived at the print shop, it was just about to close. He glanced down at his phone, which had only taken a third of the time, and he didn't feel tired at all. He couldn't help but smack his tongue and said secretly: "The gap between the middle stage of Qi refining and the late stage of Qi refining is already so amazing, I don't know what the situation of Qi refining consummation, which has always been called the 'first level'. ”

Li Baifeng then thought of Yin Xin, who was staring at the eight wilderness and mighty at the opening ceremony that day, and thought: "If this is calculated, wouldn't Yin Xin, who has returned to the void, look at me and die?" ”

The clerk of the printing shop came out and was about to close the door, when he saw Li Baifeng rushing over like a gust of wind, and then stood there not knowing what he was thinking, thinking that when he came in the morning, he was also standing in front of the door in a daze, and he couldn't help but be a little afraid in his heart: "Isn't this person mentally ill?" ”