The scale of the Huasheng Temple is large, the prosperity of the extremely civil engineering, and the road to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the back mountain alone is enough to walk a cup of tea.

The little novice stopped in front of the stone steps of His Excellency and stretched out his hand to guide: "The Pavilion has arrived, and the donor can go up on his own." ”

Li Qiang thanked him and stepped forward.

The Zangjing Pavilion is an independent hall, slightly smaller than the previous halls, but it is not imposing.

Li Qiang pushed the door in, and a strange smell came to his face, as if he had opened an old house that had not been inhabited for ten years.

There are a lot of books in the scripture pavilion, and the palace is full of rows of bookshelves, and stacks of scriptures are neatly stacked on the shelves.

The categories of scriptures vary from shelf to shelf. Li Qiang first looked around the pavilion, and the innermost pile was bamboo slips, and the paper books appeared after two or three rows. The farther away the bookshelf, the more delicate and uniform the paper of the book.

"The books here seem to be arranged by year. Li Qiang muttered to himself, and had an idea in his heart.

Following the clues of the paper, Li Qiang began to look for the bookshelf in the middle.

The dust on the book is very heavy, and every time you pick up a copy, you have to shake off the dust on it to see the name of the book cover. In order to ensure that there are no mistakes or omissions, even if the title of the book is wrong, Li Qiang will open the book and flip through a few pages.

"I'm afraid that after this scripture pavilion is built, no one will come in and clean it. Nor are they afraid that the scriptures will be destroyed after a long time. Seeing that the scriptures were full of dust, Li Qiang complained in a low voice.

But strangely, although it was dusty, it was not dry, and when I turned over a book, none of it showed signs of mold or damage.

"Not here. ”

"Not here either. ”

"Still no ......"

Li Qiang checked and rummaged through the bookshelves one after another, and rummaged through the five or six most likely bookshelves in a row, but he did not find the lower part of the "Rune Spell Training" he wanted.

Li Qiang began to be a little apprehensive, the national teacher clearly said that the second half of the book is in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Huasheng Temple. Could it be that the upper and lower books were not written at the same time, and the paper materials used were different?

Thinking of this, he suspiciously searched for the bookshelves on both sides. The profound content of the Buddhist scriptures, Li Qiang has no time to take care of it, and only thinks about the half of the mantra he is looking for.

There are a lot of books in the Scripture Pavilion, there are one or two thousand, and it is estimated that it will take three years and five years for a normal person to read through them. But like Li Qiang, the method of reading a book cover, turning two pages and putting it back in place is also extremely fast.

"Not this one. ”

"Not this one. ”

"It's not this ...... either"

I don't know how long it took, Li Qiang finished the last bamboo slip book in the Scripture Pavilion, but still didn't find it.

A lot of dust was sucked up, but the task was not completed, there must be something wrong with some link.

Li Qiang found a stool in the corner and sat down, and took out his half of the "Rune Spell Training" from his arms.

Flipping through the cover, the yellowish paper was revealed.

Li Qiang can almost recite this book, after all, most of the talismans and incantations in it have been learned by himself in the mountain gate. The rest of them were also carefully studied in the Xuandu Temple a few months ago.

At this moment, some of the drawn charms on his body are from this book. If you can really find the lower part of the Rune Spell Training, I am afraid that it will be of great use to your own cultivation.

If the national teacher is a teacher, there is a high probability that it is reliable. Looking at the appearance of this scripture pavilion, it doesn't look like someone has been here in recent months. The second half of the book should still be in the cabinet, if it doesn't have one on the shelf, then where will it be?

Li Qiang looked around and found that there was a table not far away, which was not the bookshelf of the Scripture Pavilion, it was placed in the corner of the wall, and there seemed to be something on it.

"It's a scroll. ”

Li Qiang hurriedly stepped forward and saw a rolled scroll on the mahogany table, and he didn't know what was painted inside.

As Li Qiang approached, a faint pale yellow light began to shine on the scroll.

"It's glowing?"

Li Qiang stared at the scroll for a long time before he dared to confirm the fact that the scroll was glowing.

It's just that the light is too weak, and if you don't look closely, you can really ignore it.

Li Qiang stuffed the "Rune Spell Training" in his hand into his arms, and when he wanted to take a good look at the magic of this painting scroll, the light of the painting scroll disappeared again.

What's going on, did you just read it wrong?

Li Qiang was a little depressed, with his current six senses, he should not make such a low-level mistake.

At this time, Li Qiang's location was the northwest corner of the Zangjing Pavilion. Before entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the scroll that Master Kongshan told not to open was the one in front of Li Qiang.

The mahogany table was shiny and spotless, unlike the dusty other bookshelves in the Scripture Pavilion.

What is the secret in this scroll?

Why did it glow just now?

Why is there no dust on the table where the paintings are placed?

Li Qiang's heart was full of doubts, and he unconsciously reached over, took the painting scroll in his hand, and said in his heart: I just look at it, don't open it.

The scroll is framed with silk cloth, which looks like it is some years old, and it feels warm to the touch, and when it is put in front of you, there is a faint fragrance of ink and text.

Looking at the slightly yellowed paper of the painting scroll, Li Qiang felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Is it ......?

Li Qiang took out the "Rune Spell Training" in his arms, and compared the two, the book and the painting scroll, the color of the two papers was almost identical!

What is the connection between this scroll and the Rune Spell Training?

Li Qiang took both things in his hand and found that the scroll began to flicker with a dull yellow light again.

A book, a painting, the farther the distance, the dimmer the light. The closer you go, the brighter it shines.

If you put the book in your arms, the light on the scroll is gone.

Li Qiang smiled bitterly, he had promised Master Kongshan before not to open the painting. But after looking for a long time, what I finally wanted to find was actually this painting.

The scroll is rolled, and Li Qiang wants to know what is in the painting at the moment, but he is hindered by the fact that he once promised Master Kongshan. I don't know what to do for a while.

Perhaps, the remaining half of the book was swept into the painting?

Why did Master Kongshan only mention that he was not allowed to open this scroll?

The painting scroll in front of me must have some connection with the "Rune Mantra Training" in the lower half, and the exercises recorded in the book can help you improve your cultivation.

There are less than eight months left......

The longer he hesitated, the stronger Li Qiang's desire to open the scroll became, and he began to look for various reasons in his heart.

"I closed my eyes and just touched the scroll to see if there were any pages in it. Don't open your eyes and don't look at the content of the painting. Finally, Li Qiang found a reason to convince himself and began to act.

He closed his eyes, untied the ribbon on the scroll, opened it with his hand, and groped with his palm. There was nothing else in the scroll, but a bright light came out of the eyelids, and even with the eyes closed, it felt dazzling.

What kind of light is this?

Li Qiang opened his eyes and saw that the golden light on the picture scroll was shining, and the dazzling light enveloped his whole body. Under the strong light, Li Qiang felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter, and then his feet were off the ground and floating in the air. He was horrified, and luck resisted, but to no avail.

How can this painting have such powerful mana?

The painting was filled with dazzling golden light, and Li Qiang could barely see the four big characters: mountains and rivers painting scrolls.