Qing Man stared at the gate of the wooden hall, his eyes burst with anticipation, and he turned to Jiu Ling and said, "Trouble the seniors to settle down Wang Xu, and I will enter here." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Miss Qingman, don't worry, since being able to come to the Immortal Mountain is also a kind of fate, I think there is a place that suits him very well, maybe he can comprehend something. "Nine Spirit Dao.

Wang Xu's eyes lit up and said, "Thank you seniors!"

Jiu Ling took Wang Xu away, Nantian and Qingman glanced at each other, and walked into the wooden hall together.

Qingman said in his heart: "The ancestors highly respected the Immortal Mountain, and even exchanged the great favor for the younger generations to come here, the Immortal Mountain is so deserted, and this heir is even more qualified, I hope I will not be disappointed." ”

As soon as he entered the wooden hall, Qing Man was first taken aback and said, "This place can indeed be called a sea of books, but it's too casual." ”

Nantian smiled: "I hope there is what Miss Qingman needs." ”

Qing Man picked up a beast skin book casually, patted the dust, opened it and flipped through it, stared at it for a while, his eyes sank deeply, and he said with a little gaffe: "The record is actually the ancestor, so detailed, far beyond the records in the family!"

Nantian leaned over, he wanted to see what was making Qingman lose his temper.

"What, I can't even read it, what kind of text is this?" Nan Tiandao.

Qingman came back to his senses, saw Nantian so close, took a step back, and said, "Why are you so close to me?"

Nantian smiled, "I just want to see what you're looking at." ”

"Let's watch each other, stay away from me!"

Nantian smiled, and even took a small half step, approached Qingman, and said in his heart: "If I ask her for words, will I ......?"

At this moment, a terrifying aura rolled in, and Nantian was instantly swept away from the three zhang. In the center of the breath, Qingman's face was full of anger, and his white clothes were flying.

"If you dare to come near me again, you're welcome!"

Nan Tian was shocked in his heart, with his cultivation, someone actually pushed him out of Sanzhang with his breath alone, if she had malicious intentions, she couldn't imagine it.

You can kill Nantian with your hands!

Nan Tian's eyes showed fear, and he said in his heart: "How can such a young Divine Wheel Realm, it must not be, it may be the same as Huang Aya, there is some kind of talent." ”

"When the heavens are chaotic, the great world will appear, hold the immortal spar to the immortal mountain to meet the immortal predecessors, the spar holder can rise against the sky and shock the eight directions!"

When Nantian thought of this, he couldn't help but believe it, and said in his heart: "Maybe she is really ......"

Qing Man saw Nan Tian's eyes showing fear, showing a satisfied look, and restrained his breath.

She didn't read it, she picked up the paper book or the animal skin book, glanced at it, and looked at the next one.

As she swept through more and more books, her eyes began to turn blood-red, and the aura around her body no longer converged, and she couldn't help herself excitedly.

There was no wind, within five feet around her, the sound of books was loud, the dust was flying, she didn't know it, she kept changing books in her hands, and her breath was getting stronger and stronger.

Enchanted!

Nantian moved, retreated to a dozen zhang away, and said, "Qingman, what are you going to do!"

"Qingman!"

Qingman Demon was stunned, restrained her breath, threw away the beast skin book in her hand, and sat on the spot, and after a quarter of an hour, she opened her eyes and regained her clarity.

"I'm fine, I just didn't expect ......"

She shot a glint in her eyes, wanting to see through the top and go straight to the second floor. Then she picked up the book of her ancestors and read it carefully.

......

Nantian kept flipping through it, and he didn't read it carefully, or even just looked at the cover, and after half a day, he put down a book in his hand that was worn by animal bones.

"It's not simple, the text is different, the material is different, these books span several generations, no wonder I can't read them. ”

"I'm still trying to learn these unfamiliar words first, and then I'm ...... to peruse and finally find what I want. ”

Nantian thought in his heart.

Everything is in the sea of books, and on a certain shelf, Nantian finds books about the changes of words and ponders them carefully.

In the wooden hall, Nantian and Qingman were fascinated. The two had long forgotten the time, and half a month passed in a flash, and Nantian finally had a general understanding of the text.

Although Qingman knew some ancient texts, he obviously encountered the same problem.

Reading together invisibly narrowed the distance between the two, Qingman no longer rejected people thousands of miles away, and the two even began to exchange experiences.

"The earliest writing is the manifestation of the Great Dao, which can only be understood by those who are close to the Dao, and it only evolved later......"

......

Cultivation has reached the level of two people, and it is almost unforgettable.

Nantian has an obsession hidden in his heart, he wants to find his parents and the people of Qixin Village, and the only clue is the Three-Eyed Man and the Eight Stone Tablets.

He felt that there might be clues in this sea of books, and Nantian roamed the sea of books to find clues.

In the book, there are vivid worlds, vast forces, all races compete for hegemony, and mysterious races reveal their true faces, but they don't see the three-eyed race.

There are the alien species of heaven and earth that have long been extinct, such as the True Dragon and the Kunpeng, as well as the existing races such as the Shenpeng and the Demon Shadow Eagle......

Most of the classics of the wooden hall are records of Dafa and secret arts, which are prepared for the descendants of the Immortal Mountain and for the creation of unprecedented avenues.

Nantian couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"What are you looking for, so many classics don't read?" Qingman asked when he saw that Nantian was a little discouraged.

"Three-eyed weirdos, or some strange race, or a strange place, or a few strange stone tablets...... You are from Dao Mountain, you are well-informed, maybe you know!" Nantian looked forward to it.

"Strange? There are countless strange things in the world, and I have never heard of the three-eyed stranger. ”

"However, all the strange places in the world require strong and unparalleled strength to explore, and it is rumored that there are strong people who can scan the world at a glance, looking through the past and the present, if you can reach that point, I think what you are looking for cannot be hidden. ”

"Maybe on the second floor!"

Nantian was silent for a long time, and buried himself in the sea of books again.

Time passes.

Nantian's ruthlessness reappeared, his reading speed became faster and faster, and he swallowed all of them regardless of the type of reading, whether it was the secret technique of the exercises, or the beasts of plants, trees, and beasts.

I don't practice the secret techniques of the exercises, this is the inheritance of the feudal life, everything is just the raw materials for piling up the Great Dao, and in the end, we must realize ourselves.

Even the cultivation path of grass, trees and beasts, Nantian did not let go of them all.

"Since it's a stacked staircase, then I can move all the books here, and I should be able to go up to the second floor!"

He had already learned the method of the original god out of body, but he didn't go to the void god space, but Qing Man went to the void god space a few times, but he was disappointed again and again.

"Nantian has such perseverance, if it were an ordinary person, he would definitely specialize in it, how could he do such a crazy thing. ”

"Will Qingman be inferior to you?"

Qing Man was shocked at first when he saw that Nantian was crazy about reading and wanted to swallow all the books on the first floor of the wooden hall, and then made up his mind to join Nantian's ranks.

Half a year has passed, and Nantian is already nineteen years old.

Qingman and Nantian completely turned into scholars, and the two of them exuded bursts of scholarly fragrance, and Haoran righteousness emanated from the top of their heads.

If Fang Haoran is here, he will shout "his own people", if there are ghosts and ghosts here, he will be directly eliminated by righteousness.

At a glance, page by page, unforgettable, the two of them are like tireless puppets, turning a book of exercises and secret techniques, geographical weirdos, etc. into memories.

The two Yuan Shen grew unconsciously, not the true Yuan nourished and grown, each book grew in knowledge and wisdom, and the Yuan Shen naturally grew stronger, and it was more stable and vigorous.

......

On this day, Qingman put down the last book in his hand, took a long breath, and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Three days later, Nantian put down the last animal skin book in his hand, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and sat with his eyes closed.

Half a month later.

The two woke up from their meditation and looked at each other, and then they both smiled.

The two of them recovered mentally, their bodies were covered with dust, and even with a little sense of vicissitudes, after all, one book and one world, the two of them have experienced too much, so they are full of vicissitudes.

The body shook, the dust dispersed, and Nan Tian said: "I don't like this feeling, I'm still young, like an old man." ”

"You too, although you look young, you can't hide the vicissitudes of life, like a young old woman, haha!"

Qingman rolled her eyes and said, "You are the young old woman, no, you should be the old man." ”

While speaking, a painting appeared in Qingman's hand, Nantian stared at the painting, and was shocked, "Is this just a painting?"

"Of course!"

A landscape painting, like a real, extremely realistic, to Nantian's surprise is that the water in the painting gives people a sense of flow.

That's not due to the extreme realism, Nantian feels like it's already flowing. In the painting, a sacred spring continues to gush out, forming a pool of water, and the meaning of detachment from the world is overwhelming.

Qingman stretched out his hand, and the pool of water flew out of the painting and poured it on top of Qingman's head.

"What!"

In the blink of an eye, everything was like an illusion just now, the painting was still the same painting, and Qingman was not wet, but Nantian was even more surprised.

"The vicissitudes of your body have been washed away?" Nan Tian exclaimed.

"Naturally, it's those books, and it's not like I'm really vicissitudes, of course I can wash it off. Now I'm still young, and as for you, I can only be a young old man. ”

Qingman raised his head and smiled, and laughed wildly.

"The ancestors of the Wang family entered the Tao with paintings, and they were really extraordinary. That Qingman, discuss something, see if you can ......" Nantian also wants to wash away the vicissitudes of his body.

Qing Man interrupted Nantian and said, "It's time for us to enter the Void God Space, whether we can climb to the second floor of the Wooden Hall depends on today!"

As he spoke, Qingman walked towards the stele.

After getting along for more than half a year, although the two did not communicate much, they had already made friends with each other, a bit like old friends for many years, Qingman was obviously joking Nantian.

The vicissitudes of life in the south are in the body, like calluses and constraints, which is extremely uncomfortable.

"Qingman, even if I owe you a favor, you can help me wash it!" Nantian chased.

Qing Man turned his head, his eyes rolled sharply, and said, "The favor of the heirs of the Immortal Mountain is worth it!"

"The world only knows that the immortal mountain is withering, but my Wang family has never underestimated it, although it is now hidden in such a small place. ”

Qingman took out the painting again and said, "Remember to owe me a favor!"

Nantian nodded hurriedly, for fear that Qingman would regret it.

A pool of water poured towards Nantian, which was extremely real, and Nantian subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face. A cool drench, and the vicissitudes of Nantian's body were washed away.

Qingman said: "I'm sorry, there was a little mistake!"

While the vicissitudes of Nantian's body were washed away, it was really wet, Nantian couldn't cry and laughed, and said in his heart: "Didn't you just say an old woman, you need to do this to me!"

Nantian's body roared, and the power of concussion came out, and the next moment, it was extremely clean, leaving no water stains, and he raised his head and looked at Qingman.

"Is the water in your painting real or illusory?"

"It's both real and illusory!"

......

"I'll definitely enter the second layer!" the two said in unison.

The two of them sat cross-legged in front of the stone stele, and the primordial spirit went out of the body and entered the void god space.