With a burst of intense white light, when Qin Feng opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at a farmer's courtyard.

The yard is very clean, plain and simple.

The sun was shining and sprinkled in the courtyard, a scene full of spring, no different from what I had seen before.

Qin Feng turned around and looked, outside the gate of the courtyard, it was no longer the Guozijian, but the endless farmland.

There are golden rape flowers, and there are young men who ride cattle and plough the land.

The willow trees rustle in the spring breeze, which makes people feel refreshed.

Qin Feng frowned slightly, he had been mentally prepared enough before stepping into the courtyard, but everything in front of him still made the second monk scratch his head.

What danger can there really be here?

Where is the so-called test of mind?

Squeak~

At this moment, the wooden door of the inner room opened, and Qin Feng turned around and approached.

In the middle of the room was a wooden table, a candle, and a white phantom, where he was holding a scroll and reading.

Near the window, there was a stone bed covered with a thin quilt.

Around the rest, there are bookshelves full of books.

Qin Feng swept it roughly, and there were nearly 10,000 volumes of books in this room.

"Could it be that this so-called mental test is for me to read all the books here?" Qin Feng couldn't help but have such doubts in his heart.

As soon as this idea came to mind, his body disappeared out of thin air.

When he reappeared, he had replaced the white phantom before, sitting at the wooden table, flipping through the books.

If it comes, it will be safe. Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, according to what he originally thought, he had the ability of double pupils, and if he wanted to memorize all these books, it would only take a few days.

But when he opened the scroll and flipped through it, he was surprised to find that the Twin Pupil Ability was useless here!

In other words, if he wants to memorize all the books, he can only memorize them bit by bit!

But you must know that there are at least 10,000 scrolls here, even if he has stepped into the realm of the Six Hexagrams, his memory is far beyond ordinary people, and if he wants to memorize so many scrolls, it will take several years to do the least, how can he accept this?

There are still many things to do outside, and there are still family members waiting for him at home, after a few years, in Daqian, where demons and ghosts are rampant, who knows what kind of variables will happen?

Maybe when you go out again, it's already a matter of things!

Qin Feng was really scared.

He put down the scroll in his hand, ran to the gate of the courtyard as if he were fleeing, and stepped out.

The scene that appeared in front of him naturally could not be Guozijian, not even the rape flowers and farmland that I saw before, but the scene inside the house.

He's back!

After being shocked, frightened, and dazed, it took a long time for Qin Feng to calm down a little.

"Calm down, this palace has its own world, and perhaps the passage of time inside and outside is not the same.

It seems impossible to escape now, but I have to try to read all the books here."

Qin Feng had no other choice, he let out a breath and sat down at the wooden table again, and this sitting was a hundred years of spring and autumn.

The people outside the Xue Palace, looking at the courtyard, could only see the previous scene, and they couldn't even see where Qin Feng was.

The young man surnamed Li was a little worried, "Master Mo, what if that kid breaks through the school palace?"

"Break through the Academy?" Lord Mo scoffed.

Tang Fei on the side said with a smile: "Someone once stepped into it and tried in vain to break through the school palace, but in the end, not only was the question desk broken, but even the whole person went crazy.

And the most surprising thing is that he obviously only went in for a stick of incense, and when he went in, he was still a young man, but when he came out, he was already old.

In the man's crazy words, outsiders could probably guess what was going on inside him.

The long loneliness and the passage of time, the unchanging scenery around him, and the only books with him as his company, no one can endure such a day."

Master Li asked curiously, "That's the only way? At the beginning, in order to step into the Nine Grades of Literature and Saints, I had to memorize 10,000 books, and at that time, I was also like a day for ten years."

"That's only ten years." Tang Fei smiled meaningfully: "What if it's twenty years, thirty years, or even a hundred years?

The fear of time is not something that ordinary people can bear, and I also admire people who can persevere under such fear."

"Didn't anyone make it through?" Li Shi asked again.

At this time, Master Mo spoke: "There is a person who once walked out of the school palace unharmed, and that is the first disciple of the Heavenly Prison National Master.

Someone asked him what happened inside, and he left only the word god and demon, and then walked away.

Since then, no one has seen him in Hobun Temple.

The first disciple of the Heavenly Prison National Master, what an amazing and glamorous person? In this world, I'm afraid it's hard to have a second one.

I just want to see now whether that kid will come out again, whether he will become insane and dying of old age, or whether he will have a broken and lost his soul."

Tang Fei added, "Master Mo, maybe both."

"It makes sense." Mo Siye stroked his beard and smiled.

In the school palace, Qin Feng spent three years memorizing all the thousands of books, and when he was relieved, thinking that he had survived, the books in the house were completely new!

He gritted his teeth and persevered for another three years, but what he waited for was the same result.

Three years later, and another three years, the books in this room seemed to be never-ending, and every time he finished reading them, he would refresh them.

It was a feeling of despair that bordered on suffocation.

He tried to break through this cage countless times, but failed countless times.

He tried to burn a room full of books with a candle, but the candle on the wooden table couldn't move a single minute.

In this, not to mention his double pupil ability, even the space treasure and cultivation can't be used at all.

Only keep reading, reading!

It's maddeningly repetitive!

He looked through the copper basin in the room, and with the help of the reflection inside, he saw that he was over half a hundred years old.

He had begun to wonder if he could really escape from here.

He even wanted to break himself in order to break free from this cage.

But he didn't do it in the end, because he thought of the oath he had made on the altar of inquiry, and why he wanted to enter this palace.

A sentence from the previous life suddenly resounded in my mind - those who established great things in ancient times not only have supernatural talents, but also have perseverance!

He laughed to himself as if he understood something, then took the scroll back from the bookshelf and sat down at the wooden table.

Another few decades passed in a hurry, and he went from being young when he first came to an old man with white hair and drooping in his twilight years.

But even so, he didn't know anything, just quietly flipped through the book in his hand.

Just when the time that passed in the school palace reached the hundredth hundred, Qin Feng put down the last book in his hand, and a miracle happened.

The scrolls in the room were no longer refreshing, and his white hair was soaked in black, and the wrinkles on his face faded and flesh was refilled.

The first white phantom reappeared, and he slowly stepped out, stepped into the courtyard, and then looked out the door.

"Here we are."