Wu Zhe came to the gate of the Scripture Pavilion of the Temple.

"I can't imagine that there is such a secluded place in the palace. Wu Zhe looked at the surroundings like a academy-like environment and said.

It is a palace built along the mountain. Nine times out of ten, the mountains in Wudu City are artificial. In order to create an atmosphere, an artificial mountain has risen in the ground. Not to mention towering into the clouds, it is not inferior to natural mountains.

Of course, this is already the second half of Wudu. The mountains were actually built on the ground, and there were already foundational slopes here. Before the construction of the temple scripture pavilion, it was the former emperor's heart cultivation courtyard, which was transformed by the Xuanwu Emperor into a library built with the help of the mountain.

Chief Manager Peng said with a smile: "Actually, the palace is quite quiet. Miss Zhou said that this place is quiet, it must be because there is a bookish atmosphere here, right?"

"Yes, it does. At first glance, it is a place to do learning. Wu Zhe agreed.

Along the perimeter of the mountain, many conjoined palaces were built. According to the general manager of Peng, these palace complexes are all library houses that contain classic books.

In fact, it can also be seen from the exterior architecture of these palaces that there are not only the carved dragon painting walls of the royal palaces, but also the literary and ink atmosphere of the book pavilion.

Wu Zhe entered it together after Chief Peng showed the emperor's decree to the guards guarding the door.

The inspection was very strict, even the people brought by General Manager Peng Da checked Wu Zhe's waist card very carefully. In fact, these guards had long known that Zhou Zhiruo would come over, but they still checked meticulously, and they could see that they were so used to it on weekdays.

The gate of the temple is a seowon-style double-open sliding door. There is a small door for people to enter and exit, which is for the guards to carry daily necessities.

But at this moment, under the joint efforts of several guards and subordinates, the heavy gate was creaked open. This is the highest level of palace etiquette. It's like a university with the highest status finally opening the door to knowledge for a distinguished guest.

Behind the gate, there is a deep path.

A stone corridor was built along the path. On both sides are trees with vines such as creepers and grape vines. This surrounding environment greatly blocks out the sunlight and makes the stone path even darker.

Chief Peng had no martial arts background, and his footsteps made a low sound on the stone path, forming a faint echo around him.

Wu Zhe's footsteps are not light. She used the Crane Walking Technique. Every step you take is like fluttering.

In fact, this kind of pace is difficult for even Crane Lao himself to sustain for a long time. Wu Zhe thought it was interesting, it was too charming, and it could enhance the handiness of the crane technique, so he used it continuously.

After taking a few steps, Wu Zhe could feel that there was a spar formation, but it was not activated. It is conceivable that if the masters of the Sword Fighting Sect raid here in a vain attempt to snatch the martial arts classics, these formations will definitely be launched as soon as possible to attack or defend.

Do you want to continue to steal the spar? Wu Zhe, who was used to taking advantage, thought to himself. No way, thieves don't go empty. She had to sell cheaply and became a habit.

However, considering that the most valuable thing here is not the spar but the martial arts classics, Wu Zhe held back. If the formation is disturbed, it will definitely attract the attention of the guards. When the time comes, it may affect the time when you check the classics, and Yan zhòng may affect Emperor Xuanwu's trust in himself, don't lose a big one because of a small one.

After the initial section of the formation garrison area, Wu Zhe noticed that there were no guards behind.

Climbing the stairs, the stone corridor is flanked by various halls.

"The temples on both sides are where the books are stored. Manager Peng introduced: "The old slave is fortunate to have entered, although he can't understand many martial arts classics. But at that time, I heard the emperor and others say that the higher the books here, the more powerful they are. ”

The location of the library hall began to be established here. There is a low stone. It is written on a heavy day.

The steps that give people to step on are made of bluestone, but there is a layer of red on the edge.

"Thank you for your advice. Wu Zhe also remembered that before leaving yesterday, Long Lao had reminded himself: "The collection of books in the Scripture Pavilion of the Temple is usually better in a high place, and the short one is secondary. With your cultivation and understanding, you can start reading from the middle position. If it's difficult, it's downgraded. ”

It seems that Long Lao is quite right when he says this, Wu Zhe has already noticed that as the steps continue to rise, annotations on both sides begin to appear.

Now the steps that Wu Zhe walked up were two heavens.

The color of the steps is already different from the one just now. The edges of the bluestone steps turn orange.

"Yesterday, I already informed you that you would come, Miss Xiang, Zhou. I haven't seen him at the moment, so I guess I won't mind Miss Zhou reading the classics. Manager Peng speculated: "If Miss Zhou is interested, she can enter the library hall at any time to read it." ”

"There's Mr. Laupen. If you're busy. I'll read here by myself. ”

Manager Peng was polite at first and was willing to accompany him, but Wu Zhe said that it was not in the way, so he took his leave.

There are always major events in the emperor in the past two days, and Zhou Zhiruo is going to have a seven-day period here, and General Manager Peng naturally can't afford to accompany him.

After Manager Peng left, Wu Zhe was much more casual.

She released her senses and found no one nearby. Since the mountain can continue to go up, Wu Zhe's perception is much more limited, and he doesn't know if there are still people above.

Maybe it's like you're always peeping at yourself?

Wu Zhe collected the records of Xiang Lao in his mind.

She had already read a lot of information about the Qi Kingdom and the Wu Kingdom, and there were many fewer records of Xiang Lao than other elders. Most of the above said that he was over fifty years old, bald and fat, but like a fat monk.

I usually like to laugh when I speak, and I am more kind to people and things. But he is serious about his work, especially fond of Xuanwu martial arts. They are often in a multi-day retreat for the sake of one-and-a-half-trick research.

Wu Zhe had the shape of Maitreya Buddha in his mind.

Maybe it's like an old man in retreat, right?

In front of the emperor's holy purpose, she didn't think about the old one, and tried to walk to the second heaven of the library.

The door to the library was closed, and the windows were not open. Wu Zhe stretched out his hand to push, but he didn't push it away. Only then did I notice that the exterior of the door of the library was paulownia wood, but in fact, it was secretly sandwiched with fine iron.

There was a large piece of thick iron on both doors that seemed to act as a lock. Wu Zhe vaguely guessed the purpose and tried to infuse Xuan Qi into it.

Sure enough, there was a spar among them, which could absorb Xuan Qi. It was about the time when the Xuan Qi of the four-star martial artist was infused, and as soon as the iron piece clicked, a crack opened in the door.

Wu Zhe pushed a little, and the door opened.

There is a stuffy smell of poor air circulation, and there is a strong antiseptic smell such as camphor.

Stepping inside, Wu Zhe saw a number of bookshelves, on which were a large number of books. (To be continued......)