With a soft sound, the door of the library building, which had been sealed for hundreds of years, was slowly opened.

Ji Yuan was the first to walk through the door, with a Yang Qi Lighting Talisman in his hand, but whenever there was the slightest disturbance, he would not hesitate to beat it out.

It's just that although the talisman has not yet been activated, it still exudes a faint yang energy, which can make the ghosts around the body yin qi and lack of Taoism retreat.

As soon as he entered the library building, Ji Yuan found that his preparations were a little redundant, and the heroic righteousness contained in the building was far stronger than what it looked from the outside.

In such a thick and thick aura, even if he has mana and transforms from a ghost to a ghost cultivator, he can't stand it.

It's okay to stay for a short time, but once you stay here for a long time, the lightest is also the end of a cultivator falling and becoming a ghost again.

"There shouldn't be any ghosts to hide here, but it's better to be careful."

Ji Yuan looked around and whispered to Song He beside him: "Although I don't know why there is a study building that breeds Haoran Qi in the place where ghosts and things are entrenched, this may be the key to whether we can get out safely." ”

The two looked at each other, and the latter tapped his head, even if he understood the meaning of the other's words.

They went to the middle of the library and lit a few oil lamps and candlesticks on their desks with the flint they had brought with them, and then each of them carried the light of the fire and wandered among the bookshelves on the first floor.

The grim man and the girl stood at the desk and watched the actions of the two, and there was a puzzled look in their eyes, but after some muttering, they also picked up a candlestick and wandered around.

"The collection of books here is really rich!"

And as soon as he came to a bookshelf, the little Taoist priest couldn't help but sigh.

As far as his eye can see, there are countless Taoist collections, none of which are the editions that can be seen everywhere on the market, but are really from the hands of Taoist masters.

Just a collection on a bookshelf is already priceless, and ordinary Taoist temples don't even dare to expect it, because just one of them is worth dozens of taels of silver.

There are so many Dao Collections, among which there are many original and unique books, it is no wonder that it can give birth to such a strong Haoran Qi, and Ji Yuan, who sees it, almost can't help but want to move them all back.

With a light sigh, he forcibly suppressed the desire in his heart and searched for it in earnest.

It's just that they walked down in a circle, and neither Ji Yuan nor Song He found what they were looking for.

"What the hell are you looking for?"

The grim man frowned and asked.

Hearing this, Ji Yuan glanced at him and said absentmindedly: "Find the heel of the owner of the mansion here, and list things such as autobiography, genealogy, and local history." ”

Generally, people who can build mansions will write an autobiography for themselves, and as for genealogy, local history, etc., they are a must for every large family.

It's a pity that there are no other books here except for Taoist classics, which makes Ji Yuan a little disappointed.

"Don't worry, there's two floors up there."

Song He laughed and pointed to the stairs beside him.

The little Taoist priest sighed, cheered up, and then went up the stairs to the second floor.

The furnishings here are similar to those on the first floor, except for a desk in the middle, surrounded by sandalwood bookshelves.

It's just that compared to the lower floor, there aren't too many books on the shelves here.

"Weevil...... Breeze Sword Technique...... Water and Fire Sticks...... Changchun Jing ......"

His eyes swept casually, and then Ji Yuan couldn't help but whisper: "The collection here is actually all exercises and martial arts!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the cold man's face changed, and he immediately walked to a bookshelf in three or two steps, and by the faint light of the candlestick in his hand, his eyes carefully swept over the books.

After a while, he turned around the second floor with a shocked face, and found that the collection on this floor was all Jianghu martial arts and cultivation techniques, although the grade was not high, but in terms of value, it had far surpassed the Dao collection on the first floor.

Any martial art, or a practice of cultivation, is enough to cause a battle in the outside world, not only because of its own value, but also because it represents a path to cultivation.

"Serendipity! It's a real serendipity thing! ”

The cold man's expression was excited, and it was difficult to maintain the indifference on his face, and his eyes were extremely hot.

Although the number of books here is not as good as the Taoist collection on the upper floor, there are at least thirty or forty books of various martial arts and exercises combined, which if they are sold, it is enough to earn a wealth that ordinary monks can hardly accumulate in their lifetime.

Even if he contributes it to his own sect, then he can also rely on this merit to become a disciple of the sect, and from then on, his cultivation resources will not be worried, and his status will also undergo earth-shaking changes.

"If I were you, I wouldn't touch any of these things."

However, at this moment, Ji Yuan poured a basin of cold water: "This place has existed for hundreds of years, and these exercises themselves are of ordinary material, if it were not for the blessing of the strong Haoran Qi, they would have already turned into ashes in the years, and if you touch it now, you can only get a cloud of air." ”

The cold man didn't believe it, and reached out to touch a copy of the 'Three Turns Qingyang Gong', but the moment his fingertips touched it, the entire exercise suddenly turned into powder, and the heroic qi in the entire library building also dissipated a little.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan shook his head expressionlessly, then turned around and walked to the third floor, ignoring the grim man with a gloomy face.

On the third floor of the library building, there are no longer Taoist collections or exercises, but a dazzling array of various treasures.

There are clean white jade plates, bright red coral, all kinds of jewelry, and a large number of calligraphy and paintings.

Every treasure here can no longer be measured by ordinary silver coins, and even expensive gold is not qualified to be placed here for treasure.

His eyes swept over the treasures, but Ji Yuan was unmoved, his heart was not unusual, and he didn't have the slightest intention of being moved.

It's not that he treats money like dung, but he knows where he is deep at the moment, except for his wealth and life, everything is just something outside his body.

If you can't get out of here alive, even if you have a mountain of gold and silver, what is the point?

After reciting a few words of 'Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable', the little Taoist priest tried not to look at the treasures around him as much as possible, lest he lose control and give birth to some thoughts that he shouldn't have.

He walked all the way through the dazzling shelves of many treasures, and finally came to a desk, on which in addition to the exquisite four treasures of the study, there was also a thick family tree.

It's just that the place where the surname should be written is now blank, and a little ink can be faintly seen, which is dissipating at a very slow speed.

Seeing this, Ji Yuan frowned, and immediately thought of the ancestral hall that was covered by sin, and the situation on this family tree was a little similar, under the erosion of sin, the qi of this family was dissipating.

If you wait until all the qi is exhausted, then even if there are descendants still alive, they will inevitably encounter flying disasters and truly break the root of inheritance.

"Found it?"

Song He came behind him, and his eyes fell on a family tree in front of him.

Hearing this, Ji Yuan nodded slightly, and after making sure that the material of this family tree was extraordinary, and there was only one shape left in the hundreds of years, he reached out and carefully turned the first page.