Even if it is a bottomless abyss, it is impossible to never climb out. The reason why Xu Shiji made such a cruel and firm judgment on Chen Changsheng's fate was because he knew very well that there were two shackles on the abyss of the National Religious Academy that no one could break through - the Holy Queen and the Pope.

Even if the Pope is kind and benevolent, after many years, the hatred fades, and he once again remembers his friendship with the president of the Anglican Academy, and can't bear that the Anglican Academy really becomes history, and is willing to close his eyes and ignore it, then what about the Holy Empress? At that time, the Anglican Academy was the most important source of strength for the old royal family to oppose her, how could she allow the Anglican Academy to regain its glory?

Everyone knows that there is no forgiveness in the dictionary of the Holy Queen Niangniang, and countless children of the royal family who fell in a pool of blood and the Lord Zhou Tong who can stop the baby's night cry are all clear proofs. Unless the Holy Queen abdicates or dies, will the Holy Queen abdicate? Can anyone kill her? No, then the abyss will always be the abyss.

Chen Changsheng returned to the inn, spent a moment washing as usual, then washed his clothes, shoes and socks, rubbed his wet hair with a white towel until it was dry, put on refreshing clean clothes, held a pot of very light green tea, walked to the bamboo chair under the tree in the courtyard and sat down, and began to look at the stars.

As a person who cherishes his time the most, although the sky full of stars is beautiful and charming, he only allows himself to look at it a few times, and after gaining some spiritual power from the eternal position of those stars, he took out the letter of recommendation signed by the Pope from his bosom and began to think about these things that he encountered today.

After standing in the corridor of the Patriarch's Office for a long time, he remembered the letter of recommendation, and then he really understood what the Pope's signature meant, and the reaction of Priest Xin was too obvious, which brought him a lot of convenience and inevitably a lot of questions.

If he just wants to shut up and even hand over the marriage contract, he believes that these big people with unimaginable strength will have countless methods, but only this method is difficult to understand, this letter of recommendation ...... As if to make up for something.

What did the other party want to make up for himself? Silent about the marriage contract? Or is the Anglican Academy really not a good place to go? He remembered clearly, at that time, Granny Ning said that this was the best choice for everyone, but it was an exception for him. What's wrong with the Anglican Academy?

He knew the glorious history of the Anglican College before, but the major event when the Anglican College became a ghost garden happened more than ten years ago, too close to the present, and the Holy Empress was in power, and those things naturally could not be recorded in the books, so he could only make some guesses through the reaction of the Anglican Priest - the Priest Xin was condescending, but it was obvious that he still wanted to keep a distance from himself, and the Pope's recommendation did not fully play its role, which showed that the problem of the Anglican Academy could even offset the Pope's prestige to some extent.

After thinking about it, but not figuring it out, he decided not to waste any more time and continue to speculate. Even if there is a problem, he doesn't care much, and what he wants is not what the big guys don't want to give. He didn't want this marriage, he just wanted to be eligible to participate in the Great Imperial Examination directly, and at the same time, he needed to read a lot of books.

There are a lot of books in the Qingteng Sixth Academy, and the master didn't lie to him about this.

Waking up at five o'clock in the morning, he washed and ate according to the schedule he had done every day for the past fourteen years, took a little more time to pack his luggage, moved to the carriage that had been called good last night, and left the inn where he had lived for several days with the morning sun on his right shoulder, and headed for the Anglican College near the Imperial Palace in the north of the city.

He didn't return the room in the inn, because he was not short of money, and because he knew that he would definitely come back - when he came back, he would not stand on the terrace behind the inn and look at the Tianshu Mausoleum in the distance, but would definitely be able to walk into the Tianshu Mausoleum and see those legendary stone tablets up close.

In the depths of Baihua Alley, unlike the cold silence of the past ten years, there was a disturbance of people, and hundreds of handyman women were busy with all kinds of tools. Looking at the torch stumps in the grass, these people have been working since last night and have never rested.

Chen Changsheng carried his luggage to the lakeside, and found that Priest Xin had not appeared, and became more and more sure of his conjecture. Fortunately, there was no problem with what Priest Xin promised him yesterday, and the academy that looked like a cemetery yesterday gradually returned to its original appearance as the weeds were gradually removed and the vines gradually disappeared.

Those half-ruined buildings naturally cannot be repaired in such a short time. But the work of hundreds of people around the clock has at least restored some luster to the appearance of those buildings, especially the small buildings in the forest, which have been cleaned quite clean, and should be able to live directly after the musty smell is gone.

The hundreds of people who worked hard to clean in the academy were all low-level staff of the Tiande Hall of the National Religion, and in previous years, they would be responsible for the overall cleaning work of the Tiandao Academy and other colleges, although it was not clear why they wanted to sort out the long-abandoned National Religious Academy, but they were very skilled in doing things, and even if they stayed up late to clean, they did not reduce their efficiency.

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The daylight slowed down, and the cleaning work of the small building was basically over. Chen Changsheng carried his luggage on his back, and walked into the building next to the library under the curious and awe-inspiring eyes of the miscellaneous servants. The musty smell is still blowing on the face, although it is much lighter than yesterday, but it can still be clearly smelled, and it seems that even if the sun and wind blow, it may take several days to completely disappear.

He really didn't like the musty smell, so he didn't make any stops after putting his luggage away, turned around and walked out of the small building, heading towards the library across the wall.

According to his request yesterday, the library did not need to be cleaned—the key was in his hand, and no one else could go in to clean it—at this time, the staff of the Heavenly Dao Hall were busy around the main building and several annexes, and there was no one around the library, and it was silent.

He walked up the stone steps to the door, took out the key he had taken from the cardinal, and inserted it into the old brass lock. With the insertion of the key, the old slight green rust marks slowly rolled up like shavings, and then fell to the ground, and finally, there was a "click" sound, as if a stone had fallen to the ground, just falling into a small hole paved with fine sand, giving people a particularly comfortable feeling.

The key turned lightly, smooth and silent, Chen Changsheng clearly felt that some of the springs in the copper lock were touched and excited, and then returned to their places, and at the same time, the breath he had sensed was slowly absorbed into the deepest part of the copper lock, and the whole process was very magical.

He pushed the door and entered, and was greeted by rows of bookshelves, which penetrated into the shadows of the library and did not see their ends, giving people an extremely strong visual stimulus. The shelves were densely packed with books, and he looked at the scene with great joy, and was even more happy to find that there was not as much dust as he had seen yesterday.

The Anglican College has been abandoned for many years, and the tables and chairs in the rest of the buildings have not been stolen and sold by anyone, and there is not a single bed board left in the accommodation building.

Chen Changsheng took the cleaning tools and simply cleaned the surrounding area, only to find that the floor was bright, and it was actually a precious sandalwood wood, and he couldn't help but shake his head again and again, thinking that when this academy was at its peak, it was really magnificent to the extreme, who would have thought that it would be so many years in the dust?

What's next?

It's time for him to practice.

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Chen Changsheng found the directory from the drawer in the side room of the library, then walked into the long bookshelf, and it didn't take long to find the first book he was looking for.

This book is called "The Treatise on Washing the Pulp".

The name of this book is very simple, and it is clear at first glance that it is about the knowledge related to marrow washing, and because it is simple, it is also very common.

In order to fight against those demons with terrifying strength and incomparably powerful fighting talents, the Anthropocene Realm forbade the basic, such as the initiation method of the Purifying Pulp Realm, to be a secret - of course, the major sects naturally have their own more powerful methods - the basic cultivation method is like a stone tablet in the Heavenly Book Tomb, freely appearing in front of everyone's eyes.

This treatise on the washing of the marrow is a practice method that can be bought in both big cities and towns.

But Chen Changsheng really hadn't seen it, because in the past fourteen years, Master always told him that there was no need to learn, and it was never too late to start when you should learn. He asked when it was time to learn, but the master never answered him, until before leaving Xining this time, he said that he was going down the mountain to Kyoto, to see the Tianshu Mausoleum and the Lingyan Pavilion......

That day, Master finally said to him: Then, you can start practicing now.

He picked up the book, walked back to the door, sat down on the wiped floor, and turned the first page by the light of the sky outside the door.

It stands to reason that at this moment, he should at least show some excitement or nervousness.

But he didn't.

During the whole process, his expression did not change at all, and he was very calm, as if he was doing something that he had done many times.

If anyone saw this scene, they would never have imagined that this was the first time he had read a book on spiritual practice.

In the Eastern Imperial Divine General's Mansion and the Heavenly Dao Academy, he said something like this: It's not that I don't know how to practice, but I haven't practiced yet.

He had countless opportunities to start practicing, but the time had not yet come.

He had been waiting for a long time, and when the day finally came, or because he had waited too long, he had no strength to be excited, only calm.

He turned the first page of the book.

I saw eight words written on that page.

"Read a book a hundred times, and you will see its meaning. ”