The Scripture Pavilion of the Casting Technology Building, all the scriptures and Dharma classics of Xiangyang College, and some cultivation-related books, the number of books in the collection is second only to Jizhou College in Jizhou.

The environment of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is elegant, the garden is exquisite, the building is simple, the whole attic is a three-storey building with six bays, and the six rooms downstairs respectively treasure different skills and masters, the mainland has seen and heard and some of the cultivation manuscripts of the ancestors of Xiangyang College, and the number of one layer is the most abundant.

The two floors upstairs are combined into one, the second floor is a collection of exercises and skills, most of them are advanced exercises, very few will have top-level exercises and desperate skills, and the second floor is a whole layer into one, all of which are stored.

The legendary third floor is not accessible to non-academy high-level officials, and it is a forbidden place, and it is still unknown what is stored on it.

Some people say that there are the top saint-level exercises in the Tian Yuan Continent stored on it, some people say that there are saint-level pills stored on it, some people say that there are only books with historical faults on it, and some people say that there are manuscripts of the One Realm technique on it, and all kinds of speculations are endless, but what it really is, it is still unknown to outsiders.

Ji Xiaowu and Mu Shuangyue were standing at the main entrance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at this time, looking up at the plaque of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion written by the small seal, for calligraphy, Ji Xiaowu still preferred regular script, he was also very puzzled, Xiangyang College seemed to prefer the small seal, and his father's calligraphy was also the small seal, and I believe it was also influenced by Xiangyang College.

On the way here, Mu Shuangyue told Ji Xiaowu about the recent incident, and there was one thing that made Ji Xiaowu feel very regretful, maybe he was in a critical retreat at that time, Ji Shui and they did not disturb Ji Xiaowu, that is, the remains of the official students who were martyred were transported back, and the college held a grand ceremony and buried the remains of several official students in the meritorious forest.

"Frost Moon, after visiting the Scripture Pavilion in a while, let's go to the Meritorious Forest, I want to pay tribute to the ancestors and martyrs of our academy. ”

Makusaki nodded.

The two of them entered the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the same as the Ji family's scripture building, there is a Tibetan scripture keeper in the door, this pavilion keeper is also an old man with a crane hair and a childish face, it seems that the person who guards this kind of library is born with a bookish atmosphere, the second uncle in the family is like this, and the old man in front of him is also like this, so that Ji Xiaowu has a natural sense of intimacy with the person in front of him.

This person's surname is the scriptures, the scriptures of the scriptures, what is the name of no one has long been known, everyone calls him the old man, the old man has a pair of white hair, obviously carefully cared for, the eyebrows are also snow-white, but the skin is not as old as the ordinary people, there is no pressure on the body, as if ordinary people, at this time is holding a book and looking at it with relish.

From time to time, someone enters, and the old man is as if he didn't see it, as if he is immersed in a sea of books and can't extricate himself.

The two passed in front of Jing Lao, and the old man did not raise his head to look at the two, Ji Xiaowu bowed deeply to Jing Lao out of cultivation, as a sign of respect, and the curtain frost moon next to him saw Ji Xiaowu's movements, and also bowed and saluted.

After the two bowed, Jing Lao did not look up, Ji Xiaowu did not have any embarrassed expression on his face, and walked towards the pavilion, what the two did not notice was that when the two left, Jing Lao's eyes moved obviously, and he glanced in the direction where the two of them walked away, and then continued to read.

Mu Shuangyue was familiar with the road, and took Ji Xiaowu directly to the second floor, Ji Xiaowu looked at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which seemed to be full of people, and it seemed that only some deacons were watching books on the first floor, and there was not even a single peripheral student, so he asked Mu Shuangyue suspiciously.

"Frost Moon, why are there so few people here, it is said that there are hundreds of peripheral students in the academy, how can there be a Tibetan Scripture Pavilion here, why can't you see any of them?"

Mu Shuangyue laughed quietly and said: "Tubaozi is Tubaozi, don't you know where this is, this is the Foundry Building, it seems that I have to tell you about this." ”

Looking at Ji Xiaowu's puzzled expression, he continued: "The three buildings are the three flattened mountains we see, if it is not the Great Realm of Condensation, you can only rely on the hanging tower at the foot of the mountain to enter, only the deacons and formal students have the right to enter, and this scripture pavilion is the most important place in the land, how can there be peripheral students to come in!"

"Then where are they looking for the practice method, and where are they looking for the scriptures and whatever?"

"There is also a scripture pavilion built under the mountain, which can be viewed by peripheral students, but those are not as rich as here, and they are basically hand-copied newspapers, here are the originals, you also know that the later the cultivation, the more you pay attention to the artistic conception, many of the predecessors' codex have the artistic conception contained in it, which can make the younger generations better understand, and those manuscripts must be gone. ”

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about these first, let's hurry up to the second floor, first give you the exercises and the mastery, the treasures here are really eye-opening, the treasures of our curtain family are less than one-tenth of here. ”

Saying that, Mu Shuangyue excitedly pulled Ji Xiaowu to the second floor, the stairs were paved with the fur of unknown monsters, and there was no sound at all when he stepped on it, it was very soft.

There was a faint transparent beam of light at the door of the building, Mu Shuangyue hurriedly picked up his token, the token flashed with a soft white light, Mu Shuangyue entered the door, Ji Xiaowu watched Mu Shuangyue's movements, and instantly went in.

"The second floor is protected by a magic circle, and informal students are not allowed to enter, and the third floor above the second floor is even more forbidden, and even formal students are not allowed to enter. Makusaki explained.

Entering the second floor, you will be greeted by a conifer-shaped window, through which you can see a small lake outside the attic, called Moon Lake, which is used for fire prevention, and there is a huge water drip under the window to record time.

More than a dozen rows of bookshelves, neatly placed, all of them are in the shape of a bright cabinet, with a turtle's back texture on the surface, faintly ripples flickering, on this bookcase, there is actually a magic circle engraved to protect these collections, the academy is thoughtful about these books, it is really incredible, it actually costs a lot of money to protect these collections, for people to consult.

You must know that it is not a simple matter to carry the carved magic circle, even if it can be carved, it also needs to be maintained by the magic circle master on a regular basis to replace the exhausted spars, this kind of spar rich in the power of heaven and earth, is of extraordinary value, and it can't help but provide the power of heaven and earth for the magic circle, and at the same time, it can also provide the power of heaven and earth for the human body, which is faster than the general cultivation speed, second only to the pill and the qi gathering eye, and it is also the most common cultivation necessity in the Tianyuan Continent.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion really lives up to its name, Ji Xiaowu picked it up casually, it is basically a high-level mental method, if this is in the Ji family, it must be enshrined as a family heirloom, it can be seen everywhere here, and occasionally you can see the top mental method, which is really eye-opening.

Walk through the long bookshelf and walk to the other row to watch, this row is full of unlearned books.

"The Burning Heaven Sutra is a top-level peerless study, and it needs to be practiced by a master of more than nine tricks, and it is better to get close to the fire element. ”

"Qingfeng Sword Duel, advanced mastery, you need to breathe or yin to practice, and it is better to be close to the wind element. ”

There are all kinds of peerless classics, which are dazzling, no wonder the frost moon on the way to the curtain let Ji Xiaowu choose well, don't worry, if you can't choose the right one today, you will come again tomorrow, look at this posture, I am afraid it will be difficult to find what you like in a few days.

However, Ji Xiaowu also has his own purpose, since he began to practice the Creation Sutra, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and since he formed the Tongqi Jindan, Ji Xiaowu guessed that the Creation Sutra is very likely to be the legendary saint-level mental method, but Ji Xiaowu is not sure yet, so he plans to look for relevant clues in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and when he tested his talent, why the soul test stone was purple light, these are all things that Ji Xiaowu wants to explore.

When I came to the Scripture Pavilion today, I didn't expect that the collection of books here really exceeded my estimates. It is not easy to find what you want in this vast study building, sharpen the knife and chop wood, first understand what happened to you, so as to judge your current situation, so as to choose the perfect learning and skills for yourself, which is the result with half the effort.

Calm down and watch carefully in the sea of books, Mu Shuangyue will not disturb Ji Xiaowu, although he has found a suitable mental method and peerless classics, it does not prevent him from checking some other books.

Time passed quietly, Ji Xiaowu was reading a mainland travel book, this travel book records the owner of the book, what happened in the East China Sea, Tianyuan Continent, the territory is vast, and the east of the human race is mostly a shallow sea, called the East China Sea. There are many islands in the East China Sea that can be inhabited, and some demon races have also been born, among which the most powerful is the fish-man race, and this travelogue is mainly about the fish-man race.

Ji Xiaowu likes to read some biographical travelogues, he likes to understand what happened on this continent more realistically, after entering the Tibetan Scripture Building, he just simply looked at the mental method, and spent most of his time reading biographies.

Suddenly, an old voice next to him said, "Young man, do you like this?"

Ji Xiaowu was taken aback, since he entered the Tongqi realm, the range of perception ability has been greatly improved, and there are people standing in such a close distance, and he doesn't even notice what realm the other party is.

Turning his head, he saw a white-haired old man, who was Jing Lao, looking at Ji Xiaowu with an expressionless face.

After Ji Xiaowu saw that it was Jing Lao, he immediately put down the book in his hand, looked around, and found that he was alone around, so he was sure that Jing Lao was talking to him, and saluted: "Jing Lao." ”

"The young man knows how to respect his teacher very well, unlike those juniors, who ignore the old man when he sees him. Jing Lao stroked his beard and looked at Ji Xiaowu.

"I praised it by the old man. ”

"You like to read the classics in this area, I have been observing you for a long time, and I found that you are not in a hurry to choose the mental method and the mastery, but you have been watching these biographies and travel codex, why are you interested in this aspect?" said Jing Lao, pointing to the book that Ji Xiaowu had just put down.

"Yes, the kid is more interested in the customs and all kinds of strange things on the mainland. “

Speaking of this, Ji Xiaowu suddenly thought, since the old man is a pavilion guard, he may be well-read, so do you know about relevant things, and you can't say anything about the Creation Sutra, but you can still talk about the purple breath.

So Ji Xiaowu said: "The kid has a question and wants to ask the old man for advice?"

"Oh, let's talk about it!" Maybe it's Ji Xiaowu's attitude, maybe it's the old man who is in a good mood today and usually doesn't smile, but today he is very thoughtful to chat with Ji Xiaowu.

"I don't know why the soul stone emits a purple aura?"

"Purple breath, is it you or who?"

"This ......"

Seeing that Ji Xiaowu didn't want to say more, the old man who had lived to such an age, laughed, and was not taboo at all about the order that the scripture building should not make loud noises.

"The old man understands, you come with me. Saying that, he took Ji Xiaowu to a bookshelf, the bookshelf was nearly a foot high, stepped on the side of the ladder to get a book from the top, handed it to Ji Xiaowu and said: "After you go back, take a good look at this book, and come to the old man if there is anything you don't understand." ”

"River Chart Note"

Ji Xiaowu looked at the three words on the cover, and secretly wondered: "Does this river diagram note have anything to do with the first magic circle of the human race?"

"Go back and take a good look at this, don't lose it, remember to send it back. After speaking, Jing Lao didn't say anything more, turned around and left.

Ji Xiaowu looked at the water dripping from the window at the door, it was almost noon, the time passed so fast, and before he knew it, a few hours had passed.

Called the curtain frost moon to come downstairs, walked to the door and saw Jing Lao reading there as usual, Ji Xiaowu saw the wine pot on Jing Lao's waist, and quietly took out the self-brewed wine from his arms and put it on the table, in order to thank Jing Lao for his help, saluted and left, and walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

After Ji Xiaowu left, Jing Lao looked at the wine bottle on the table, nodded, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.