"A Brief History of the Spirit?"

Early in the morning, Huo Ying had just walked out of the room when he saw Lu Ping standing in the courtyard, and then came over to ask him. Poor Huo Ying was still with a towel on his shoulders at this time, a toothbrush in one hand and a water cup in the other, foaming in his mouth, and muttering vaguely, he still continued the washing work at hand unhurriedly. "A Brief History of the Spirit", this is undoubtedly the most classic masterpiece in the history of the cultivation world, and he also respects it very much in his heart, and he feels that it is a little inappropriate to discuss it now.

After the clear water hit his face and swept away the last trace of sleepiness, Huo Ying perked up and looked back at Lu Ping, who had been waiting for him.

"Why did you suddenly think of reading this book?" asked Huo Ying.

"Understanding the principles and logic of this ability may require some basic theory and knowledge. Lu Ping patted the notebook in his hand and said.

"Listening to your tone, you don't know anything about "A Brief History of the Spirit"?" Huo Ying was surprised. He knew Lu Ping well enough to know that he had been focusing on self-cultivation because of his ecstasy, so he was quite ignorant of things that seemed common sense to many others in the secular or cultivation world. However, "A Brief History of the Spirit"! No matter what, Lu Ping is still cultivating the power of the spirit, hasn't he? Haven't even read this book? This is unimaginable to anyone.

"All we know is the title of the book. Lu Ping said.

"I really don't have anything to say to you. "Huo Ying looked at the sky.

"Where can I find this book?" this is the purpose of Lu Ping's search for Huo Ying.

"I don't have one handy, but it's not hard to find. Huo Ying said, and saw Sun Yingsheng yawning and walking out of the door, and pointed to it: "He has one over there." ”

"What?" Sun Yingsheng saw Huo Ying pointing at him and said something. Subconsciously asked.

"A Brief History of the Spirit". Lu Ping said.

"Oh. Sun Yingsheng smiled. "You've heard it all. Want to see it?"

"Is that okay?" Lu Ping asked.

"Of course. Sun Yingsheng said and turned back to the house, not much more likely to take out a wooden box, after pushing open the sliding lid on the box, he took out an old book from the inside that seemed to have some yellowed pages, and handed it to Lu Ping very solemnly.

"Thank you. Lu Ping nodded and said.

Sun Yingsheng had a smug smile on his face, and was about to say something, but after seeing Lu Ping thank him, he turned around and returned to his room in three or two steps. There was a bang, and the door was closed.

"What's the situation?" Sun Yingsheng was already in a daze that had just woken up, and this time he was even more confused.

Huo Ying was still in the courtyard, but he didn't answer, just smiled, and sat on the bamboo chair in his courtyard.

Here, Sun Yingsheng stood at the door of the house for a while before he came back to his senses completely.

"I'll go, he said he wanted to read, did he mean reading a book?" Sun Yingsheng suddenly shouted.

It's a bit inexplicable to say this, I want to see it. A book, of course, or what else should it be?

But Huo Ying seemed to understand what Sun Yingsheng meant. Laughing again, he nodded and said, "He hasn't read "A Brief History of the Spirit", so he wants to get a copy to read." ”

"Haven't you seen 'A Brief History of the Spirit'? Sun Yingsheng exclaimed, no matter how urgent it was, it couldn't stop Sun Yingsheng from stopping and being surprised for a while, and then he would continue to return to his focus, "But did I take this "A Brief History of the Spirit" to see? This is the only book from 1759, the oldest extant edition in the world, and there are also autographed annotations made by Academician Zhou Tong in his later years, is this taken to see, this is to be appreciated, this bastard!"

Sun Yingsheng screamed angrily as he rushed towards Lu Ping's room, determined to get the book back. As a result, Huo Ying swayed on the bamboo chair and said, "Let him see that it won't be bad." ”

"How do you know it's not going to be bad? That guy still has rabbits in his room!" Sun Yingsheng shouted.

"You just have to give him an account and take care of the book, and he will do it. When Huo Ying said this, he didn't laugh, but used an unusually serious tone.

Sun Yingsheng, who had already rushed to Lu Ping's door, stretched out his right hand to knock on the door and suddenly hung in the air, and after hesitating for three seconds, he finally walked to Lu Ping's room window and knocked three times.

"Who?" Lu Ping was sitting at the table by the window, and pushed the window open, and then saw Sun Yingsheng appear outside the window with a rather unfriendly face.

At a glance, he caught a glimpse of the precious solitary book that was opened by Lu Ping and placed on the table, and he was immediately distressed. This book is usually held in his palm carefully, and the description of the so-called pearl in his palm is nothing more than that, how could he have spread it on the table with such a big grin.

"Is your desk clean?" Sun Yingsheng asked subconsciously as soon as he blurted out.

Lu Ping was stunned, stretched out his fingers and wiped it off the table, looked at it and said, "It's clean." ”

"This book is very precious, you should be careful, you can't damage it at all, and you can't fold it casually. Sun Yingsheng said.

"Really?" Lu Ping looked down, he had already read half a page, and he didn't realize that this book was precious here.

This is the only one from 1759. Do you know?" Sun Yingsheng said bitterly, and pointed to the marginal note on the first page of the book: "Do you see those small characters written next to them? Those are the handwritten annotations of Academician Zhou Tong." ”

"Zhou Tong?" Lu Ping's loneliness began to play again.

"Zhou Tong, an academician of Nantian Academy a hundred years ago. A brief history of the spirit was initiated by him, and finally collected the best forces of the four major academies and spent seven years compiling. Academician Zhou Tong's life has been dedicated to this brief history of the spirit, and this book in your hand has his annotations on this work that he organized and compiled in his later years. The "A Brief History of the Spirit" that is now circulating in the world has undergone many revisions by later generations, and this weekly edition has only this one book left, not to mention that this is still the original one of the weekly editions annotated by Academician Zhou Tong. “

"Got it, I'll be careful. Lu Ping nodded and said. His tone makes it impossible to tell whether he really understands or not, but the words "will be careful" are always said with great certainty.

Sun Yingsheng's expression finally relaxed a lot because of this, but his eyes still stayed on the book on the table: "Okay, then you can see." Although the weekly version is old, the content is roughly the same, I never think that the revisions made by later generations have any finishing touches, more than the icing on the cotton, there is no matter, it doesn't matter, you see!"

"Okay. Lu Ping nodded, reaching out to close the window.

"Be careful!" Sun Yingsheng couldn't help but shout again when he saw the window closed.

"Understood. Lu Ping replied in the window.

"Don't look while eating. Sun Yingsheng emphasized.

"Okay. ”

"Wash your hands before you look at them. ”

"Okay. ”

"Watch out for your rabbit, don't let it nibble on the book. ”

"Okay. ”

"Keep the glass away from the book. ”

"Okay. ”

"Don't read it before you go to bed, and if you fall asleep, you will crush the book. ”

"Okay. ”

Lu Pingji's patience responded clearly to every request, and finally Sun Yingsheng couldn't think of anything else to advise. (To be continued......)