Seeing that the second senior brother's sword was getting stronger and stronger, Tang Ning began to face up to the sword technique.

From the time he gave the sword technique, it was only a few days, but the second senior brother had made great progress in the way of the sword, if it was the credit of the Haoran Sword, it was impossible to think of it.

So he chose to re-enter the cave and study the art of swordsmanship carefully and seriously. He wanted to know what kind of secret was hidden in the sword art that could make the second senior brother's sword even stronger.

Tang Ning knew his cultivation talent very well, so he firmly believed that when he found out the crux of the problem, he would definitely become stronger.

As for the students in the front yard, they have already done what they have to do, and when they meet next time, they will have a good harvest.

In the front yard, a group of students came to the old book building. The book building in front of me is actually very new, and there is not the slightest hint of old meaning, although judging from the timber and architecture, this two-storey building may be very old, but it is difficult to be an old word.

"I know you're curious why this is called the Old Book Building."

The curtain on the second floor looked at the young students looking around, and their handsome and gentle faces were always as cold as ice.

"A book is a thing that records thoughts, and once thoughts remain in books, they are no longer fresh and just old things."

"Before you get in, let's talk about the rules here."

Hearing the word rules, they suddenly felt that there were so many rules in the academy. Cao Jiaoxi of the Shangli Department said the rules, Tang Jiaoxi of the Shangshu Department did not say it, but he has been doing it, and now even the upper study building has rules.

"There are two instructors and four administrators here. Those of us who stay in the old library all year round, can come whenever you want to read. ”

"The old book building has the richest collection of books in the world, which come from the group of 100 and the previous brothers. It's hard work for them to collect these books, so please be kind to them. Wash your hands before reading a book, don't spray spit on the book when you talk, don't care about it, but don't treat them like straw paper in the toilet either. ”

"Secondly, because you can't find more books, when you want to read certain books but can't find them, first ask yourself if that book is worth reading and understanding."

"Last but not least, the old book building only reads and does not borrow, and it is strictly forbidden to take any books out of the house and not to copy them."

Seeing the impatient looks of the students, Yu Curtain continued: "If someone dares to copy books without authorization, or wants to steal them, then what awaits you will be death!" ”

Ning Que stood in the crowd and secretly complained in his heart: It is not allowed to be lent and not allowed to be transcribed, so who can remember?

complained in his heart, Ning Que still followed the end of the line unhurriedly and walked towards the second floor.

"Ning Que, this teacher is so beautiful."

Chu Youxian's focus is always on the face of the opposite sex. Ning Que rolled his eyes and silently stayed away from her.

"My name is Yu Curtain, I am one of the two teachers in the old book building, and the person who is writing at the desk over there is another teacher, if you want to read books in the future, you can come to us."

Hearing this, everyone followed the direction of Yu Curtain's finger and saw the woman in white with blue hair. It's just that the women have been writing with their heads down, and they naturally can't see their faces.

"Wow, Ning Que's teacher is more beautiful, what should I do, I want to come here every day."

Ning Que looked at the girl who was writing quietly, and secretly felt that she was really good-looking. The height is not bad, the body is soft, and the exposed jade hands are as white as mutton fat, like soft wattles.

Yu Curtain led everyone up to the second floor and continued: "The mysterious books on the second floor of the old book building cannot be remembered, only experienced. I warn you that manpower is sometimes poor, and if you don't have the potential to practice and try to force yourself into the book, it will lead to some very undesirable results. ”

Before Yu Curtain could speak, Chu Youxian opened the book in his hand, and then he fell. Ning Que followed closely at the end, looking at his classmates who fell to the ground like onions, a little speechless.

What's the point of a book that you don't want to read? ’

Thinking like this in his heart, Ning Que opened the name "Preliminary Exploration of the Snow Mountain Qi Sea" in his hand. As soon as he opened it, Ning Que felt that his brain was dizzy, and when he looked at it again, he forgot what he had read before, and at the same time, the feeling of dizziness in his mind was even worse.

Ning Que held on to the bookshelf, trying to maintain his balance, he continued to read, although he had forgotten what he had before, he chose to read it again from the beginning.

Dozens of new students in the academy have fallen one after another during this period, and only Ning Que and Xie Chengyun are still swaying from side to side.

Yu Curtain turned to leave, and before leaving, four managers carried stretchers into the arena and carried the students who had fainted out of the old library.

Xie Chengyun looked at what was written in the book, raised his head and looked at the shaking Ning Que, and suddenly felt even more dizzy.

A strong feeling of nausea came, and before he had time to retch, he had already rolled his eyes and fell straight down.

Ning Que looked at what was written in the book, and he wanted to experience it slowly. But when you leave the book, you forget everything in the book, and if you don't leave the book, you will feel intense dizziness. He was constantly struggling, trying to remember everything.

Ke Ning Que's efforts were destined to be in vain, he really wanted to break through the gap between cultivators and ordinary people, so he kept working hard.

From Chang'an to Minshan to Weicheng and back to Chang'an, he had to fight hard every step he took.

He didn't care about the dizziness, so he was still holding on, trying to memorize what was written in the book. Even though my brain was blank at this time, I continued to work it.

Maybe it was very short, maybe it was very long, but Ning Que finally fell on the second floor of the old book building.

When he woke up on the second day, he saw that he was in the collective dormitory of the college, and after tidying up, his unyielding will lit up again, and he decided to wait until his schoolwork was over and continue to go to the old library to read books tonight.

When he came to the old library again, he saw the two teachers next to the stairs and saw the silhouette of yesterday.

With slender and natural eyebrows like willow leaves, skin like mutton fat jade, and a perfect body like a gift, Ning Que felt that he had found the most ideal daughter-in-law in his life.

It's a pity that the beautiful woman is always bowing her head and copying the scriptures.

The books written by her subordinates are also Xiaokai, but they are different from Yu Jiaoxi on the side, and her words reveal a natural and plain atmosphere.

Ning Que was speechless, watched silently for a while, and then turned around and went upstairs.

Soon, with a bang, Ning Que fainted to the ground again.

On the third and fourth days, Ning Que climbed the building for half a month in a row, and the same was true for Xie Chengyun. The two seemed to be competing, Ning Que would vomit a lot every night when he went home, and in just half a month, he was already sallow, and his eye sockets were deep.

Today, I went up to the second floor again, opened the book again, and continued to read. Xie carries the future today, Ning Que doesn't care, or he can't care.

He put all his body and mind into the book, trying to feel what was written in the book, but soon he forgot the previous text, and soon, he collapsed on the second floor of the old book building.

With the entry of the two managers, Ning Que was once again gloriously out.

Mo Shanshan glanced at Ning Que who was being carried on a stretcher, she had never seen such a persistent person. Obviously he is an ordinary person, but he delusionally wants to integrate into the books written by the pure mental power of the great cultivators.

This kind of book cannot be read in the realm below the cave, and ordinary people are even more harmful and useless to read it.

Mo Shanshan didn't think much about it, and the voice of the third senior sister came from his ears: "Little junior sister, if you don't pay attention to copying, you will be punished for copying more copies today." ”

"Yes, Third Senior Sister."

In the old pen room, Sang Sang looked at Ning Que who was lying on the bed weakly, looked at his pale face without a trace of blood, felt very uncomfortable, silently made a basin of hot water, and brought it to Ning Que's bed.

"What the hell is the academy, how can you vomit like this when you read a book?"

Sang Sang's crying voice sounded in Ning Que's ears.

"The academy is the best place and the worst place. There are a lot of rules and a lot of strange people, but the people there are so powerful, so strong that I can only look up to them. ”

"Young Master, you are also very strong. Although I don't know what the academy is like, the young master has had a lot of subtle changes these days, and he seems to be even happier. ”

"Gross~ I'm so happy."

Ning Que silently looked at the outside of the courtyard, where was there a crooked neck tree, there were birds perched on the tree, and it seemed to like that tree very much.

Just like he liked the academy very much, he stepped into the academy to find the method of cultivation, and although he didn't succeed now, it also gave him something else to gain.

For example, a certain second bastard who lingers with red sleeves, and a certain arrogant genius of the Southern Jin Dynasty, these people are all his classmates and friends.

In addition to the small friction when he first entered the academy, after experiencing the inhuman torture of Tang Jiaoxi for five days, he began to become more kind, and although he was rich and noble, he was no longer proud of his status.

When he didn't enter the academy, he thought that it would be impossible to reproduce the academy life in his previous life, but after entering the academy, he found that this kind of life would be better than in his previous life.

This is the good of the college, and the difference of the college is naturally a lot of rules. What you can't do, what you can't say, what you can't read, what you can't change......

Sang Sang went out with vomit, Ning Que retracted his thoughts, and reluctantly turned over and sat up.

I tried to recall everything recorded in the scriptures of the old bookstore, but in the end, I didn't get anything but a stronger vomiting and dizziness reaction.

This reaction made Ning Que have a headache, and this pain was far more uncomfortable than dizziness and nausea.

He wants to practice, he wants to break that door, he wants to become stronger, he still has a sea of blood and revenge to be avenged, he has no other way out, only to practice, only to practice!

Only when his cultivation becomes strong can he live his life in peace in this world.

On the 16th, Ning Que came to the old book building again, and fainted in the old book building again. Then the same scene was experienced again, only this time Sangsang was silent.

She may have been accustomed to the young master's stubbornness, or she may have been accustomed to doing things according to the young master's mind.

If the young master wants to practice, then accompany him to practice, the young master wants to drink, Sang Sang can help him drink, Sang Sang thought so.

On the 17th, I re-entered the old book building.

Ning Que bowed to the two teachers, and when he saw that the two ignored them, he prepared to go upstairs as usual.

But when he came to the staircase leading to the second floor, the teacher, who had been concentrating on copying the scriptures, stopped him.

"If you continue to force your way into the book, you will die in the old book building."