"White Tiger Zero, the one that can fly?" Jin Yao suddenly remembered that in the bright moon of Qin Shi, the three little ones were the mirage that flew up on the white tiger of the machine, but he didn't expect that he actually saw the zero white tiger in Linzi.

"The White Tiger is the masterpiece of my Mobi lineage, the Vermilion Bird is the masterpiece of the Deng Lingzi lineage, and the Xuanwu is from the Xianglizi lineage, and the Qinglong is the joint creation of the three veins." Xiang Fuzi introduced, pointing to the other two dark rooms, each hiding a trap Suzaku and Xuanwu.

"Where's the green dragon?" Jin Yao is most curious about Qinglong, the eldest of the four major beasts of the Mo family, because he has never appeared in the anime.

"You won't want to see the green dragon!" Xiangfuzi said lightly, and brought Jin Yao to the former Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"What happens when you see it?" Jin Yao asked more curiously.

"It's nothing, it's better to pay attention in the next life, and look forward to seeing it again!" Master Xiang stroked his white beard, and then inserted his hand into the hole next to a stone door.

"Click~" There was a sound of the gear turning, and then the stone door slowly opened upwards, revealing a towering side room.

"Before you came back, the teacher thought that whoever came back, Qi Mo would be handed over to whomever he was." Xiangfuzi took Jin Yao's wrist and walked into the library and saluted to the bookshelves full of rooms.

Jin Yao glanced around, and there were many names on the shelves, "Light and Shadow", "Yu: Up, Down, Left, Right, Front and Back", "Universe: Ancient, Modern, Come", "Heaven: Sun, Moon, Star...... The bookshelves on the left are all empty.

On the right, "Electric Light Divine Step", "Ten Steps and One Kill", "Yue Nu Sword", "Mozi Swordsmanship", "Thunder God Hammer", "Yangchun White Snow", "Dark", "Poison", "Music", ...... It's still empty.

Directly in front of "Mozi", "Sutra", "Sutra", "Sutra", "Sutra", "Sutra", "Jieyong", "Jiefu", "Feile", "Non-attack", "Non-life", "Non-Confucianism", "Poetry and Justice", "Beiwei", ...... Luckily, there are all of them on this shelf.

It's just that Jin Yao is a little confused, and there are only the scriptures and meanings of the Mojia in his memory, two sections, two Shang, three nons, Ming ghosts, Tianzhi, and ten major propositions of love, and I haven't heard that there are non-Confucianism, Beiwei and justice.

The stone door that enters the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is closed, and there are also bookshelves, which are also complete, with the works of hundreds of schools of thought, such as "New Preface", "Corpse", "Yanzi Spring and Autumn", "Guanzi", "Shangjunshu", "Shenzi", "Shenzi" and so on.

Jin Yao also guessed the relationship between the placement of these bookshelves, on the left is the Mo family's mechanism and epistemology, on the right is the Mo family's martial arts, in front is the Mo family's scriptures, and behind it is the Mo family's collection of hundreds of princes.

Retracted his gaze, Jin Yao was shocked by the heritage of the Mo family for the first time, how brilliant it would be when the Mo Debate faction was in its heyday, it was already great that the nobles of this era could have a few volumes of scriptures and heirlooms, looking at the Mo family's scripture pavilion, which had a collection of not more than 100,000 books, at least more than 3,000, which shows how powerful the ink debate was back then.

Thinking of what Xiang Fuzi said again, when the Mo Debate faction was passed to them, there were only two people left, he and Xiang Fuzi, how terrible the vicissitudes of life were.

"For the sake of the teacher, your martial arts and scriptures are actually deleted, and there is no core of the Mo family, these are the real core of the Mo family!" Xiangfuzi walked to the bookshelf in front of him, took down an ancient book and handed it to Jin Yao.

Jin Yao took a closer look, "Saving Use, Shang", opened it and looked carefully, only to find that many of them knew each other, and they had learned it over the years, but there were differences, there were many more sentences and many words in this scripture, and these words and sentences were the key, no wonder he always felt that he lacked the core when he learned it, it was very scattered, and the original key words were hidden.

"Do you know why a hundred schools are a hundred schools?" Xiangfuzi didn't bother when Jin Yao was reading the scriptures, he watched silently, and then asked.

Jin Yao closed the scroll and shook his head, he knew the hundred schools of thought, but he only knew the hundred schools of thought, how to become a family, he didn't know, let alone what the standards and thresholds for becoming a family were.

"Hundreds of schools, each with its own core scriptures, at least one scripture to lay the foundation, and how difficult it is to have a scripture and a book, even the Mohists only have one scripture called "The Book of Ink"." Xiangfuzi sighed.

Although the Central Plains is known as a civilization, there are very few that can really be defined as scriptures, and so far there are only a few of them, such as the Taoist "Book of Virtues", the "Book of Changes" of the Zhou Dynasty, the "Book of Songs" collected by the royal family of various countries and the "Book of Filial Piety" compiled by Confucianism itself, and the "Book of Ink" of the Mohists.

"How is the scripture defined?" Jin Yao is very curious, the ancients seem to have a very strict definition of the scriptures, and it is not as simple as the assessment of later generations, so they casually list a book as a scripture, especially after Buddhism was introduced to the Central Plains, the word scripture became overflowing, and what "Diamond Sutra" and "Yan Hua Sutra" were more into the hair.

"Speaking of scriptures, we have to start with the unit of measurement, do you know how many units of measurement we have?" Xiangfuzi asked rhetorically.

"Ten million, one million, one million, ten million, billion, billion, billion, billion, billion, billion, trillion, trillion, ......" Jin Yao said without thinking, the number above the trillion is too big, and when it reaches more than a giga, he remembers that it is the G of the West, and he is not clear about the explanation of G.

"Wan Wan said Zhao, Zhao Zhao said Jing, Jingjing said Yuan, Qi Qi said Zi, Zi Zi said 穰, 穰穰 said ditch, ditch said stream, stream said Zheng, Zheng Zheng said load, load said pole, and after the pole is infinite, so it is called Wuji!" Xiangfuzi helped Jin Yao supplement the unit of measurement after the trillion.

"So, Jing is equivalent to Jing?" Jin Yao somewhat understood, but he still didn't quite understand.

"Well, the scriptures are equivalent to Beijing, each scripture represents the ultimate of this scripture, which can derive countless sons and books, so it is called the scriptures, and each scripture is infinitely vast, so there is a saying before the white head scriptures, because even if a person learns from a teenager to a white head, he can't learn all the scriptures!" Xiang Fuzi nodded and continued to explain.

Jin Yao was really shocked, and said that the ancients were very particular about the use of words, and they were also very accurate, but now it seems that it is accurate to the point of outrageous, whether it is the "Tao Te Ching", "Book of Songs", "Book of Changes" or "Book of Ink", "Book of Filial Piety" It represents an infinite existence that can be derived.

The real name of the Tao Te Ching is the sum of virtues, the Book of Songs is the originator of the legendary novels of poetry, songs, songs, songs, and prose, and the Book of Changes is terrifying, known as everything is easy, but it is not easy, and the Book of Ink is one of the three major philosophical schools in ancient times, the origin of science, and the starting point of epistemology.