In the hall on the first floor, there are more than 20 bookshelves.

Each bookshelf has five floors, which are densely packed with books. It can be seen that these books are very old, because the binding methods are very ancient fishing line bamboo leaf binding methods thousands of years ago, and most of the book covers and bark are gilded with a blue background.

This kind of retro binding method is almost invisible in today's Jiyu country.

Its history, at least 81,000 years upward.

There is a wide range of books, from literature, history, homestays, planting, observations, romances, martial arts, and imperial studies. The bookshelf in the column of martial arts exercises has been blessed by Tebi's spell seal, and it is also sealed with crystal glass, which ordinary people can't break at all, and it is difficult to take it out.

After Lan Wang came to this library, he was not very interested in the martial arts books that all the contestants were most enthusiastic about, but ran to the bookshelf of the B&B, Experience, Romance, and Script, and looked at it with relish, looked at it, and from time to time he would let out two snorts, obviously, he was amused by the content of the book.

Qingluan rolled his eyes: "I'm afraid I'm a fool." ”

Cloud Fall City: "......"

It looks like it's a little lacking.

I'm just interested in the romance of those words.,At first glance, I'm usually a gentleman.,I don't like to read.,I like to read some interesting books in the market.。

Even if you reach the center of the ancient altar, it is no exception.

I don't care about points, I don't care about treasures, and I don't care if I can win the first place and get the ranking. This Lan Gongzi doesn't look like he's here for the competition, but more like he's here for sightseeing.

As soon as Qingluan finished saying that King Lan was a fool, he didn't know where to move a ladder, leaned on a coiling dragon pillar, and began to climb up, until he reached the top, and then stretched out his hand and began to pick the huge night pearl inlaid on the roof.

Yun Chengcheng looked helpless; "This girl."

I'm embarrassed to say that others are stupid, and you yourself look like a fool.

Look at what kind of pit teammates she is staying around.

Hopeless.

Forget it, leave them alone. If you have that kung fu to that leisure, it's better to read a few more books, which will be useful.

Yun Chengcheng didn't look through the bookshelf of the martial arts brand.

First of all, her martial arts are already self-contained, and the initial exercises of Nirvana given to her by Master Beauty are the best in themselves, and they are the most suitable for the spell seal master to practice.

Secondly, martial arts is greedy and not rotten, and there is no benefit to too much miscellaneous learning. These martial arts classics are precious, but they are not suitable for themselves. You don't have to spend a lot of effort researching.

In the end, her attack against the enemy is still mainly spells. The books of the Curse Sealer were more attractive to her, but among the more than twenty bookshelves on this floor, she spent a moment browsing the titles of the books, and found that none of them were related to the art of curses.

The only thing that has some value to her on this layer is history books.

She hoped to discover from these historical records the origin of some of the ancient altar owners, as well as the near-perfect pair of hands.

She looked through the basic history books, and sure enough, she found some clues.

It turns out that about a thousand years ago, this area was not a forest prison sea.