Chapter 1238: Spirit of the Divine Dragon
Because of each guide or something, Rhodes could only pull the curious Nar around the outer wall of the monastery.
And the longer you go, the more obvious this feeling of destruction and rebirth becomes.
The old façade was abruptly shattered, and the new façade was filled in along with the previous design – however, the builders had no intention of unifying the style at all, and the line between the old and the new was quite clear.
The contrast was impressive, but there was no deliberate trace, the moss on the old wall was growing wantonly, and it had unconsciously infected a considerable part of the new stone wall, and when Rod looked closely, the line between the two sides had blurred a lot.
The line between the old and the new, the destruction and the rebirth, is so stark and blurred.
Pacing slowly along the exterior wall, Rhodes soon spotted a completely old building, and when he climbed the stairs and looked inside, he saw what appeared to be a large library.
There was no one to guard, and Rhodes waited for a while, only the wind chimes at the door were in Ding Zero Ding Zero.
Thinking about it, Rod paced into the ancient library.
On the tall ancient wooden shelves, the classics of various sects were carefully recorded in different categories, and with a little curiosity, Rod carefully looked at the labels on them, and really found a lot of familiar names.
This includes, but is not limited to, the Infinite Sword Sect, the Equilibrium Sect, and so on - even Shadow Stream has a dedicated bookshelf, but there is not a single book on the shelf, only a small note that says "Shadow Stream has not been obtained".
Touching his chin, Rhodes turned back to the bookshelf of the Infinite Sword Sect and reached down to remove the thin and pathetic booklet.
Not...... How to say it.
What is recorded in this booklet should indeed be something from the Wuji Sword School, and looking at the moves depicted on it, it is indeed similar to Master Yi's sword style, but the means of cultivation are only one page, or one line of words.
"The road is sincere."
That's too stream-of-consciousness, isn't it?!
Shaking his head, Rhodes put this "secret book" of the Infinite Sword Sect back into the distance, and then casually flipped through a few more copies.
Judging by the results...... Most of them are much the same.
Everything described is true, but the cultivation methods are more abstract than the other, and more are about what kind of special products the disciples need to have......
As a highly logical professional mage, Rhodes couldn't accept this kind of textbook full of idealism, he shook his head silently, and then left here and went to the history section.
In the historic district, Rhodes found a lot of what he needed - for example, a notebook called "Once Upon a Time in Hirana" clearly described the situation of the entire abbey.
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The Monastery of Hirana, an ancient monastery built in honor of Sister Hirana, is the largest temple in Larin and the most precarious of the terrain – in the early days it was populated by compassionate monks who built temples in the most dangerous places to help travelers in need.
Thousands of years after its founding, the name of the Shran Monastery was only spread in a small area, and only a few rescued travelers and locals of Larin knew about the temple, which was not well-known for the whole of Ionia.
However, the invasion of the Noxians changed everything.
When the vicious Noxians invaded in an all-out way, the Ionian sects that had been left independent soon fell into crisis, and the sects that had been fighting separately at first quickly fell under the iron hooves of the Noxians, and the other sects that got the news finally began to discuss the matter of uniting - and before officially uniting, they decided to make an insurance plan first.
People can die, but the inheritance cannot be severed.
Each sect decided to leave at least one person behind to pass on the most valuable knowledge of their sect.
So, where to keep this knowledge?
The Monastery of Hilana came into view—it was located on the top of a mountain, surrounded by hills that were not conducive to the movement of the Great Legions, and there was only one road, and it was a safe place to preserve the essence of the various sects and orders.
As a result, a new library was built, and each sect sent a core disciple to Larin with the most precious knowledge, leaving behind the most precious flame of hope.
However, the news was eventually discovered by the Noxians, who, after realizing the significance of the monastery of Hirana, a troop of Noxians led by the Hand of Noxians at the time, landed from the south of Larin and quickly surrounded the entire monastery.
The sudden attack was unexpected by everyone, and although the disciples of the monastery tried their best to resist, they only relied on the geographical advantage to protect themselves, and they were helpless against the blockade of the Noxians.
Then, just when the Xilana Monastery was struggling to support it, and the disciples of various factions had even quarreled over whether to "burn the inheritance and not leave it to the Noxians" or "endure humiliation and steal life to pass everything on", Li Qing returned.
Outside the gate of the Xilana Monastery, Li Qing finally eliminated his hesitation, and he activated the power of the divine dragon in his body at any cost.
The flaming storm enveloped his body, and the tongue of soul fire licked his skin, even burning his eyes on the spot.
Given the power of madness, Li Qing inflicted a torrential blow on the intruder with a storm of punches and kicks, and with each punch and kick he threw out, the power of the furious dragon seemed to come alive, sweeping away all of his enemies.
When Li Qing was exhausted and there were no more Noxians shouting in his ears, the dragon spirits hovering, diving, and biting in mid-air had even destroyed most of the temple.
In that battle, the hand of Noxus hated the dragon, and the entire Trefali brigade was almost wiped out, and Darkwell, who received the devastating news, fell into a rage at that time, so much so that he frantically urged Svein to speed up the pace of the invasion - this was the later Presidium plan and Navoli stood up at the critical moment.
With a blink of an eye, Rod silently closed the notebook.
I don't know what this self-proclaimed "footwalker" does, but I always think that his notes are quite good and interesting to read—and just as Rod turned around with emotion, a tall figure appeared beside him at some point.
"Good day, Mr. Rhodes." The other party didn't wait for Rod to ask, he directly took off his hood, "I already have Karma's letterhead - you can call me Li Qing...... Welcome to the Monastery of Hirana. ”