Chu Qing said: "I still have to copy ancient books for a while, my cultivation is not enough, and I have to bother my senior brother to help me at that time." Le-wen-"

"It's none of my business. There is someone in charge of this matter, and the person on duty today should be an elder of the Immortal Yuan Dynasty. Our patrolling disciples can only be outside the Dianjin Pavilion, and they are not allowed to enter inside. ”

Chu Qing nodded and then strode into the Dianjin Pavilion.

The disciple snickered and said to himself, "I've finally tasted some sweetness here in the past few years. It can stabilize the foundation and be very useful for me to enter the middle stage of foundation building. Thankfully, I wasn't lazy today, or I was like the snooze guy. Thinking of his partner, he couldn't help but look back.

"How so?" he said this time, instead of speaking to himself.

The disciple who was on the night shift with him just now actually disappeared!

As soon as Chu Qing stepped into the gate of the Dianjin Pavilion, he saw an old man lying on the ground and sleeping, his beard moving.

"It seems that this is the drunk man who fell asleep. Chu Qing covered his mouth and smiled, and walked inside lightly.

There are a total of six floors in the Dianjin Pavilion, and the first layer is mainly about the history of Xuanwu Immortal Island and the major sects. Chu Qing has great doubts about the history of Xuanwu Gate, some people say that Xuanwu Gate has been established for 10 million years, and some people even exaggerate that it has been established for hundreds of millions of years, of course, there are also people who think they are Qingming, saying that Xuanwu Gate has only been established for 10,000 years.

Chu Qing specially opened a large thick book "General History of Xuanwu Gate", which clearly recorded that "it has been 35,786 years since the establishment of Xuanwu Gate to the position of Xuanwu Immortal Venerable." Chu Qing thought to himself, this is the disadvantage of not reading books and listening to rumors, often using false rumors or hearsay, which is far from the truth.

But to Chu Qing's disappointment, when he looked through the "General History of Xuanwu Immortal Island", he found that it recorded that "it has been 89,251 years since the establishment of Xuanwu Gate", and he casually looked through several other history books, and the records were different.

"It seems that these history books should be relatively objective and accurate!" Chu Qing was a little undecided, "How many years has it been established!"

No matter how many years the Xuanwu Sect was founded, the unified narrative is that the Xuanwu Sect is the earliest sect established on Xuanwu Immortal Island, that the Xuanwu Sect has been leading the immortal cultivators of Xuanwu Immortal Island for many years, and that the Xuanwu Sect has been established for about 30,000 to 100,000 years.

Chu Qing also saw a book of "History of Pill Refining", which gave a general introduction to the development of pills of the major sects, and what interested Chu Qing the most was that it clearly recorded the pills that the major sects were good at, that is to say, they could use the types of pills that other sects were good at to design pills that could restrain them, so as to better serve the Xuanwu Sect.

Thinking of this, Chu Qing eagerly took the book and the bamboo tube given to him by the old medicine head and came to the old man who was asleep.

Chu Qing felt that it was not good to disturb him, don't make him angry, it is not a problem to give him a few earth spirit pills, he is afraid that he will be angry and beat himself up. But if you don't wake him up now, the more you sleep, the more you sleep, the more you can't wake him up, because most of the people who drink alcohol are like this. Chu Qing once saw that the old medicine head was drunk, and when he started to sleep, he would wake up when he touched it, and if he was asleep, he wouldn't wake up if he kicked him.

"Old man. Chu Qing patted him lightly.

"Uncle. Chu Qing gave him a punch.

"Old man. Chu Qing pinched him.

"Old immortal!" Chu Qing kicked him.

Chu Qing suddenly noticed that the old man's beard had not moved, as if he had even stopped breathing. Generally, people who have drunk too much and are asleep should breathe a lot, and their stomachs should be topped one by one.

"Could it be?" Chu Qing tested his snort with his fingers. None. And he put his face to his heart and listened to the heartbeat. None.

Chu Qing almost shouted, "Mom, hey, isn't it like God won't help me!" He wanted to escape from this place quickly, drink a drink and drink to death, just don't frame me. After thinking about it, there is no evidence for the frame! My strength is known to everyone!

If you go out, I'm afraid that if you want to come in again, you will have to give the person at the door another elixir, and the horse will not eat the grass! This is a waste. Still can't go back. Anyway, this person drank to death, and he flew up and died when he was fluttering, which can be regarded as a good beginning and a good end.

Chu Qing was happy when he thought about it, patted the old man on the shoulder and said: "You are so old, the road of cultivating immortals must also come to an end, if you have the talent and chance, you will not be old when you are ten thousand years old! You can be regarded as dying in style, be content! I won't accompany you, what you can't do for Xuanwumen, I'll help you complete it!"

Without this old man, Chu Qing naturally had no way to copy ancient books.

Chu Qing was really obsessed with this "History of Pill Refining", "Or steal it!" simply took the ancient book into his arms, and no one knew about it anyway.

When Chu Qing walked towards the second layer, he turned around and glanced at the dashing old man who had died, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

As soon as he ascended to the second floor of the Dianjin Pavilion, Chu Qing was taken aback, and there was a big mountain in front of him, blocking the place, about ten zhang high, all of which were made of ancient books.

Could it be that someone is sorting out ancient books?

Most of the ancient books on this floor are various medical classics, alchemy, pharmaceutical techniques, famous weapon collections, hidden weapons and so on.

Of course, Chu Qing first read the ancient books of the old bank, and the first thing that attracted him was Miao Ying Zhenren's "Qianjin Fang", if the "Compendium of Materia Medica" is a complete list of medicinal materials, then "Qianjin Fang" is a complete application of medicinal materials. Chu Qing was extremely excited, and after reading a few pages, he stuffed the ancient book into his arms.

This "Thousand Golden Prescriptions" was randomly pulled out of the book mountain, maybe there are better ones in it, but such a big book mountain, when you find a good book, the daylily will be cold.

Anyway, the people in charge are dead, so I'll just help him clean up this mountain of books!

Chu Qing secretly took a breath and kicked it according to the mountain of books, but not a single book was dropped, but his foot hurt.

"Looks like we're going to have to do something special. Chu Qing squatted on a horse, jumped on the spot a few times, turned a few times, and slammed his whole body towards Shushan.

Boom.

The entire mountain of books fell backwards, although it didn't need to collapse, but it was finally able to allow Chu Qing to climb over.

Chu Qing stood at the top of the Book Mountain and looked ahead. The scene in front of you can only be described as shocking. Behind this mountain of books, there are countless mountains of books, large and small.

And the shelves that originally held the ancient books were all empty, and it was obvious that they had been turned over.

Has this place been stolen?

Chu Qing immediately became vigilant, tiptoed to find a few paths, and quietly came to the staircase of the third floor, afraid of making a sound, so he lay on the stairs and climbed up