The brightly lit library building is lined with rows of slightly yellowed bookshelves.

On the shelves, there are books neatly arranged.

The rich scent of ink escapes in the air irregularly.

Ying Cang looked at the slightly familiar scene and smiled slightly.

This is the interior of the library, which houses at least a million books.

Tremendous amount of!

What I saw in front of me was only the first layer, and there were some almost useless miscellaneous books.

There is also a second and third layer on the top, which respectively have exercises and source techniques.

The exercises and source techniques are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, xuan, and huang.

Each realm is subdivided into three sub-levels – low-level, intermediate, and high-level.

The exercises he cultivated, the Flame Wheel Technique, were obtained at the second level.

He had also learned the Source Technique, the Yellow Rank low-level Immortal Eye Technique.

Not only can you see through the strength within two realms higher than him, but you can also roughly see the internal situation of your body.

For the time being, he had only learned this source technique.

The sect elder told him that if it weren't for the fact that they were required to cultivate the Immortal Eye Technique so that they could better judge the situation, the Outer Realm would not have cultivated any source techniques at all.

First, the newborn body can't bear it.

The second is that the soul strength is not enough, he can't see inward, he can't know the situation in his body well, and he can't cultivate the Immortal Eye Technique reluctantly, how can he cultivate other source techniques?

Ying Cang found that the elder was reasonable.

When he was cultivating the source technique, the Immortal Eye Technique, because he didn't know the situation in his body, he was like a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, relying on luck to operate the source power, and he was almost tortured to death, and he was even more convinced of this.

The second and third layers are not like the first layer, unattended, but guarded by the elders of the Autumn Maple Ghost Valley.

At this moment, Qingluo, who was almost half a step behind, saw Brother Yingcang's eyes wandering around, and asked curiously, "Brother Yingcang, what do you want to see?"

"Feel free to take a look first!" Ying Cang's tone was flat.

The words are good, there is a golden house in the book, and Yan Ruyu in the book, but he is in a strange situation, and he really doesn't know what to read?

Listening to Brother Yingcang's casual answer, Qingluo didn't know that she was deceived by Brother Fat Ball!

Hum!

The two white little tiger teeth were slightly exposed, and Qingluo quietly "hummed" before he rose up his good impression of Fat Ball, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Vow that the next time you meet the fat ball brother, you must make him look good.

But when he came, Qingluo still wanted to be a good tour guide, brushed his long hair that had been blown a little messy by the wind before, and said sincerely: "Brother Yingcang, if you have any questions, tell me directly, I often come here and am more familiar with it." ”

Ying Cang was noncommittal to Qingluo's words, and then he walked to the bookshelf and began to look at the title of the book aimlessly.

Li Qiu, who was not far from the library building, suddenly shuddered, and sighed secretly - if Qingluo found out that he was lying, it was better to cultivate to the inner realm as soon as possible, leave the sect earlier, and stay away from Qingluo, a little demon.

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A Brief History of the Troubled World.

Seeing the name of this book, Ying Cang's eyes lit up, the time he came to Qiufeng Ghost Valley was not short, and his understanding of the Taicang Continent was limited to the skin, not to mention the entire chaotic world, this book is worth watching.

He picked it up and began to look through it.

The world is in turmoil, and it is immense.

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The lower the star of the continent, the more sparse the source power it has, and the person who is slightly sick may die, the higher the star of the continent, the source power is so rich that the liquid is even condensed into a solid state, and the people in it have a very fast cultivation speed, and some strong people can directly cross the continent, or destroy the continent with one palm, and even break the limit of life and death, and be immortal.

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And among these continents, there are colorful dangerous peaks, natural wonders of the skyscape, man-made supreme ladders, and perennial fog... The end is exceptionally pretty.

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These beautiful introductions suddenly opened up, and secretly sighed, "It's quite desirable." ”

However, thinking that he couldn't continue to absorb the source power to cultivate, these beauties were like a moat in front of him, and in an instant, they were like a deflated ball, languishing.

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Against the chaos of the world, all races stand side by side.

In this vast continent of stars, for countless years, there have been ethnic groups that have risen, ethnic groups that have fallen, ethnic groups that have risen and fallen, and ethnic groups that have fallen and risen again.

The years have passed, how many ethnic groups have risen, how many ethnic groups have perished, no one remembers the Qing Dynasty, in the past thousand years, there have been three strong forces in the world, they are the demon race, the criminal race, and the Huaxia race.

Hey!

Huaxia?

Ying Cang blinked violently, and after a closer look, he was really not mistaken, there were three big characters written on it: 'Huaxia Clan'.

The information issued by the sect does not include the Huaxia clan.

And he belonged to the Huaxia clan in his previous life.

Yingcang was a little surprised and happy!

He flipped through it quickly.

Time passed slowly, and Ying Cang found that except for mentioning the 'Huaxia clan' at the beginning, there was no mention of it at the beginning.

A brief history, it's really simple enough!

However, he was a little curious about the Huaxia tribe.

After putting "A Brief History of the Troubled World" back in its place, I began to look for information about the Huaxia people?

At this time, Qingluo, who was bored reading on the side, saw Brother Yingcang pick up a book and read it for a short time, so she put it down and left, and the look on her face was very nervous, she was curious, "Brother Yingcang, what's wrong?"

Listening to Qingluo's doubtful voice, Ying Cang reacted, the book was too fascinating, and he forgot about Qingluo's coming!

He tilted his head slightly, looked at Qingluo, and asked, "Qingluo, is there any information about the Huaxia clan in the library?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Qingluo nodded vigorously.

"Where?" asked Ying Cang, with wide eyes.

"I'll take you. ”

Qingluo said, quickly turned around and led the way, secretly happy in her heart, today followed Brother Yingcang to the library, she can finally play a little role.

Ying Cang quickly followed.

Through the gaps in a few bookshelves, Ying Cang suddenly heard Qing Luo in front of him speak, "Brother Ying Cang, can I ask you a question?"

As he walked, he said, "Please speak." ”

"Are you from the Huaxia clan?" Qingluo asked.

"In my previous life, I was a member of the Huaxia tribe, and in this life... I don't know yet. ”

Ying Cang honestly confessed that he only planned to learn about the Huaxia clan when he saw it.

After all, the chaotic world was so big, he couldn't make a conclusion before he saw the information about the Huaxia clan.

At this moment, Qingluo, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly, looked back at him, stretched out his slender jade finger, pointed to a certain place on the bookshelf, and said, "Brother Yingcang, here, it's here." ”

Ying Cang stopped, his eyes looked in the direction of Qingluo's finger, of all the books placed on it, only four biographies belonged to the Huaxia clan, and his face was full of consternation, "Just these four books?"