"What are you kidding!" Because of the excitement of emotion, Meng Juntong's voice was slightly distorted.

It is not an easy task to memorize all the books in this vast collection, even if it is Meng Juntong, who has the ability to never forget, just this order of magnitude of books, to turn them through from beginning to end, I am afraid that it will not be possible to do it in a year or two. But where did Meng Juntong come for so long now.

Mi Zichen put his hands behind his back and looked at Meng Juntong with a straight face: "It's not a joke, this library was banned by your mother, even if it is Luo Guoshi, he can't get closer, here is a collection of scriptures and scrolls, all of which are the greatest knowledge in this world since the flood famine, I don't know how many people in this world have squeezed their heads to understand this, this opportunity is placed in front of you, why are you not happy at all." ”

"I'm happy, what I'm happy about! What I want now is time! You ......" Meng Juntong suddenly wanted to cry, she looked down at the Qingfeng Sword in her palm. If he didn't find Qi Sword Soul within a year, then the divine weapon left by his mother would be completely dead, which was the last thing Meng Juntong wanted to see.

Qi Zichen didn't know about the Sword Soul, and he added: "There is no limit to you in this library, and it is no problem to read it here for as long as you want." ”

Meng Juntong didn't know how to explain to Qi Zichen: "This trial must be completed?"

Qi Zichen took out an ancient lamp engraved with a unicorn pattern from the wall on one side and handed it to Meng Juntong's hand: "Xiao Xiao said, use the fire of dream weaving to light this lamp, and you can enter this library with this lamp." ”

Although this vast library was built behind Mi Zichen's throne, under his palace, he had no way to step into it.

Meng Juntong took the unicorn lantern from Mi Zichen's hand, Mi Zichen didn't say anything more, turned around slowly, and walked back along the trail when he came.

The flame of dream weaving refers to the flame that the dream weaver induces the dream medium to light the ancient lamp of the Ming Soul, and theoretically that flame is the dream medium of the dream weaver, which can also be said to be the soul induce. The person who is going to enter the library right now is herself, Meng Juntong thought about it and stretched out two fingers and gently wiped them between her foreheads, and then her fingertips lit up with a small golden and red flame.

Gently wiping the finger stained with the flame at the wick of the unicorn lamp, the ancient unicorn lamp was ignited immediately, and after a swaying of the fire, it finally stabilized.

The moment the flame of the Qilin Ancient Lantern was ignited, Meng Juntong felt that the world in front of him was bright, but there was no other feeling. With a lamp in her hand, she walked step by step into the library, where there was no end in sight. I am afraid that this scale is not only hollowing out the bottom of the Chu Palace, if it covers the underground half of Longchuan City, Meng Juntong also believes it.

The library is very magnificently built, about the center of the library is placed a large red sandalwood carved case, on the side of the desk is a four-foot-high Tibetan bronze tripod, on the other side there is also a large green dragon ancient painting screen that is not visible which dynasty antiquities.

In addition, the next table is also arranged with several cases of rosewood marble, respectively arranged with the four treasures of the study, as well as the cup of wine utensils, on the top of the placement of all kinds of precious ancient inkstones, the rough number has dozens of squares, each side just looks at the feeling is a priceless treasure, and then there is the pen sea erected, that is as dense as the woods of the size of the pen.

In the corner of several cases, there is a huge flower sac of the kiln, with a bag full of crystal white lotus, which looks lifelike from a distance, like a divine object.

Of course, the most important thing is the layers, pavilions, and piles of books, which makes Meng Juntong really don't know where to start.

Meng Juntong's super memory can be said to be his innate talent, no matter what anthology, he only needs to read it once, and he can memorize it backwards. But perhaps because of this talent, she didn't like to read and endorse so much since she was a child.

Walking in this sea of books, Meng Juntong planned to learn about the collection of books here, but along the way, she had seen a lot of familiar books, those books were treasured in her Shaohua's home, but she had never turned a page, and now she just remembered a book title.

The more Meng Juntong reads, the more he sighs, let alone a year of books here, even if he gives himself ten years, I'm afraid he won't be able to finish reading them. But does she have a choice? If she wants to leave Longchuan City, she must pass the trial left by her mother, and this rule was originally set for her by her mother.

"Mother, you can be regarded as miserable for your daughter. Meng Juntong saw a sword stand on the side, she walked over and put Qingfeng's sword across the sword frame: "Qingfeng, Qingfeng, all I can do now is to work hard as much as I can, as for success or failure, you can't blame me." When she said this, Meng Juntong was sad, this sword is the only bond between her and her mother now, and after traveling together for such a long time, Meng Juntong has long had feelings for it.

After several rounds, Meng Juntong still plans to start with the historical classics. What Mi Zichen said is actually not unreasonable, the books here are the greatest knowledge in the world, and only the mother of that realm can stay in such a small world where she understands the knowledge of heaven and earth and is not monitored by the laws of heaven and earth. In a sense, the value of this library was more precious than the sword pill she had left for herself.

Meng Juntong has always wanted to know the reason why Huangquan Dao is so targeted at Shaohua, if the answer can be found in the ancient historical classics here, this will undoubtedly play a very important role for Meng Juntong to deal with Huangquan Dao in the future.

It's just that there is another problem that makes Meng Juntong very helpless, that is, these historical classics are not classified by events or ethnic groups, they are actually arranged by the chronology of heaven and earth.

Looking at the pages of the first volume, which were a few feet thick, Meng Juntong let out a long sigh again, these few feet of books, I'm afraid that I can turn them to the point of hand cramps. But you always have to start, and since you have to memorize it, you can't run away from any one here.

At that moment, Meng Juntong gritted his teeth, got up and moved the book from the shelf, this book recorded the beginning of the flood and famine, and there were written records of all the major events in the early years.

"In the era of the Flood Famine, there is not yet a Jedi Heavenly Pass, and it stands to reason that it should be an era of brilliant gods. I don't know if it's because of the unicorn lamp next to her, Meng Juntong felt that her heart calmed down suddenly, and when she opened the title page of the book, a line of delicate small words came into her eyes.

"The desolation of the heavens, the birth of all things, the germination of divine power, the determination of the future!"

Meng Juntong's first feeling was not the content of these sixteen characters, but she recognized at a glance that this word was from her mother.