The weaver screamed again and again, fell from the canopy to the square table, glanced at the visitor curiously, then jumped to the grass, lay down by the stream and drank water, returned to the canopy, and continued to sing loudly.

Yue Xinxin looked at it for a long time, suddenly grabbed the teapot, scooped up a pot of water from the stream, poured it into the cup, and drank it all.

The sweet stream water enters the throat, pours into the abdomen, and spreads to the limbs, like a long drought and rain, and the feeling of coolness and comfort is refreshing!

I couldn't help but drink another glass, but the taste of this cup was completely different, spicy and bitter, choking her to tears!

The breeze blew, and a leaf slowly fell on the square table, with faint words on it, the handwriting was neat and neat, and there were few words, like some miscellaneous essays, but they were incomplete.

Yue Xinxin turned around and approached the plane tree, looked up closely, and found that there were words on every leaf.

Some are records of daily life, some are records of moods, and more are experiences and insights in cultivation.

Another breeze blew, bringing with it the fragrance of blades of grass. But the next gust of wind blew, and suddenly it turned into a strong aroma of wine. The third gust of wind blew, and it turned into the smell of dirt after the rain again.

Yue Xinxin suddenly understood that what was stored in the embroidery pavilion was the life experience of the previous owner, including smell, taste, touch, sight, and hearing.

There is no doubt that the former owner is Ji Tianyun.

She stood quietly under the tree, reading every leaf, listening to every song of the weaver, feeling every breeze, and tasting every drop of stream.

She was immersed in Ji Tianyun's world, with the facial features and five senses of the former owner of the Embroidery Pavilion, and a huge amount of information suddenly poured into her mind!

This is a legendary figure in the world of soul cultivators, who has been very wise since he was a child, and has entered the ranks of soul cultivators at a young age, with no distractions, concentrating on cultivation, and finally reaching the realm of the emperor!

Her insights, opinions, and perceptions are very human, and her greatest contribution to the world of soul cultivators is to sort out and summarize the True Qi cultivation methods, annotate them in detail, and finally revise and compile them into the "True Qi Formula", which has become one of the compulsory courses for almost all soul cultivators.

However, in order to adapt to most of the soul cultivators who have just started, the content of this book is relatively simple, and the essence of Ji Tianyun's real understanding is in the second volume, called "Taishang Heart Formula".

It's a pity that this book has not survived, so few people know about it. And the leaves of the sycamore tree have only a few words on them, which is very incomplete.

Even so, Yue Xinxin still feels that this meadow is a real museum, and the long history behind each cultural relic is worth savoring.

She lingered in it, forgetting everything and me, hating herself for only having a pair of eyes, a pair of ears, a nose and a mouth, and Ji Tianyun's museum, I'm afraid she may not be able to visit it for decades!

The antler girl sitting next to Yue Xinxin, the ghost king with red silk around her waist, as well as the longbow man and others, were bored around at this time, and suddenly saw a silver light jumping out of Yue Xinxin's back, pouring down, and the major stars in Tianshiyuan and Taiweiyuan were clearly visible.

The main star of Tianshiyuan runs through the rope, the auxiliary star is Hu and Dou, the main star of Taiwei Yuan is less and small, and the auxiliary star is left and right, especially bright and shining!

And on the side of the double wall, in the missing link, there was gradually a silver light shining, and the Zhongyuan Arctic Ziwei Palace gradually showed the four houses of the city wall, which were Tianpei, Tianli, Zuofu, and Youbi.

Immediately afterwards, the two auxiliary stars of Tianyi and Taiyi flashed, scorching their brilliance!

Finally, the main star Beidou hung in the air, emitting a dazzling brilliance, overshadowing all the three Nakshatras!

This is the rooftop of the Wangcheng Seven Miles, and the purple shadow is hovering. The combination of beads and light is coming, and Tiance temporarily turns to hook Chen Kai!

So far, Tianshiyuan, Taiweiyuan, and Ziweiyuan have finally become one, and the realm of the three walls has reached the peak of perfection!

Standing under the plane tree, Yue Xinxin looked at the top of the canopy, and vaguely saw a few lines of light leaking between the gaps in the leaves, like a candle shining through the cracks in the door.

She climbed the trunk of the tree, reached out to the sky, and felt the ceiling there.

Push it open hard, and when you look at it, it turns out that this is the second floor of the embroidery pavilion.

As far as the eye can see, there are bookshelves on all sides, which are full of manuscripts, stacked from the floor to the top. There was a desk in front of the window, piled up with scattered manuscripts. A white porcelain plate was placed on the table, and more than a dozen yellow sycamore fruits were placed.

Yue Xinxin walked all the way and found that the spine of the manuscript was marked with dates, the earliest was about the end of the 19th century, and the latest was the part on the desk, the 21st century.

It looks like a diary!

She sat at her desk and flipped through a stack of manuscripts.

In an instant, the pictures, sounds, touches, smells, hearings, and experiences rushed from the manuscript and poured into Yue Xinxin's mind.

With first-person vision, she saw what the former owner of the embroidery pavilion saw, heard what she heard, and felt everything she felt.

Different from the first floor of the Embroidery Pavilion, the five senses, memories, and experiences here are all fragmented and incoherent.

This is more in line with the characteristics of human memory, in the process of recalling the past, the first thing that jumps out is always those more profound fragments.

In the long life of the former owner of the embroidery pavilion, the manuscript that can be loaded with a small four-sided bookshelf must also be his most precious memory.

Yue Xinxin looked through the manuscript on the table with great interest and found that the last day was two years ago. After that day, the manuscript came to an abrupt halt, with no follow-up.

Where did the former owner of the embroidery pavilion go?

Although soul cultivators also have a limit of yang longevity, for people with advanced realms, no one can say how many years it is.

Regardless of the Yin and Yang worlds, there have always been people who have pursued immortality for thousands of years, as well as all kinds of legends related to this, some of which are mysterious and mysterious, and some of which seem to have traces to follow.

One of the mysteries left by the former owner of the Embroidery Pavilion is that she ascended and died in bliss, but it has not been verified in any way.

Yue Xinxin picked up the manuscript and flipped through it carefully, while casually picking up a sycamore fruit and throwing it into her mouth.

The thin shell breaks as soon as you bite it, and the sweet juice flows into your mouth, and the lips and teeth are fragrant and the aftertaste is eternal.

Ji Tianyun's last time was spent in penance.

She has been seeking the Tao all her life, and she has always adhered to the most persistent belief in her heart, and after stepping into the realm of the emperor's throne, she found that the realm of the Tao still has no end.

After that, she pursued for many years, and finally ushered in the end of her longevity after spending more than two long centuries.

Although she knows that everyone has a final destination and no one can escape, she still has a trace of unwillingness in her heart, and because of her extraordinary strength, this unwillingness can be put into practice.

She found hundreds of people, men, women, and children, including the Antler Girl, the Red-Pupiled Ghost King, the Longbow Man, etc., and Yue Xinxin was among them.

Then, in the middle of the night, they sneaked into their dreams and placed hundreds of embroidery pavilions in their minds subconsciously, but only one was real, and the rest were all doubtful mounds.