If you usually try to establish contact with Xiaoxilou directly, it will only be pitch black in front of you, like the black characters on white paper are gathered together, like an ink ball. But now the world in Xia Xiao and Wang Ling's eyes is much clearer than before, and they can see the poems and verses clearly. They float around, constantly floating, swimming like fish in the water, extremely pleasant.

Because Xia Xiao and Wang Ling's vitality was thumping, the dust jumped on the futon, but they couldn't get rid of the restraint for a long time, and they jumped up and fell again, as if a strange gravitational pull pulled these dust. Xia Xiao's mind was also moved, trying to break out of the body, which was a little strange and dangerous.

Xia Xiao has experienced the feeling of being an idiot, everything is unknowable, everything is unseekable, nothing is clear, vague and hazy like in the mother's womb. That memory made Xia Xiao resist at first, not wanting his mind to be touched, but he couldn't resist the power in the futon. Compared with the brutal resistance, Xia Xiao still felt that it was better to relax, so that he could at least protect his mind.

Let go, Xia Xiao is ready to let him fiddle. But although you close your eyes, you can clearly see the eyes of everyone behind you. Shu Shuang stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help him. Xia Xiao saw himself lying on the ground, with a few lines of poetry running through his face.

Is this the mind leaving the flesh?

It seems to be true, this kind of mystery, and the academy can do it. When they reach the Zun Realm, it is naturally not difficult to do these things, but they don't have that kind of vitality yet, and they can do it all by the power of the outside world. For example, the big-eyed owl at this time!

Behind him, the owl's eyes emitted a bright light, and Xia Xiao couldn't tell the color, which was no different from a soul. Like a guide, like a kind of potential stimulation, it is difficult to fathom.

Turning his head, Xia Xiao looked directly at him, and the people around him disappeared in an instant, and he who was lying on Shu Shuang's lap also faded away. There are only poems and verses left in heaven and earth, and punctuation marks are like three-dimensional in them, which is a bit fun. Presumably, this is the real immersion in the sea of books, but those dense words are terrifying to watch. How many books are there in this small west building? There are more than 10,000 books!

Outside the book, Shu Shuang sat quietly on the floor by the futon, so that Xia Xiao, whose thoughts were taken away, did not have to lie on the cold floor. But the fair-skinned leg pillow attracted the attention of many people. Who can bear this? Xia Xiao is so happy to have Shushuang.

On the other hand, on the other side of the royal tomb, a person was lying on the ground, and his face was rubbed with some ash. There are only three steps between here and the crowd, but no one in the Nanshang team knows whether to step forward or not. Finally, a woman from Nanshang stepped forward, Xia Xiao had Shu Shuang, and her prince also had a woman as her company.

Before she could ascend the steps, the woman's wrist was tightly grasped.

The people of the Nanshang royal family had serious expressions, and said with a straight face:

"Don't go!"

"But His Highness ...... him"

"Don't disturb Your Highness's thoughts. ”

The woman frowned, and finally could only nod. She knew that this was just the eyes of the Nanshang royal family, and when she went up at this time, she would be the same as Shu Shuang's identity. The latter was Xia Xiao's partner, and she became the princess. The royal family attaches great importance to this kind of thing, and will not let a lowly woman become a phoenix because she sacrifices her thighs!

This particular contest must have been long, and after an hour had passed, many people would leave.

After two hours, there were fewer people, and most of them were sitting on the floor, or looking for a book to read. Shu Shuang sat beside Xia Xiao, closed her eyes and recuperated, not moving at all.

The time in the sea of books seems to be different from the outside world, and it may be that Xia Xiao is too focused, he feels that only ten minutes have passed, because the problem in front of him has not been solved.

Although the state at this time was a little different from usual, there was still no sound in the sea of books, and the guidance of the big-eyed owl was also blurred, so that Xia Xiao did not have the feeling of being able to talk before. Everything around them fell silent again, without any rhythm.

The words in the sea of books were like an intractable anagram, fluttering and shifting, but Xia Xiao couldn't find any bright spots. He stood silently in place, like a row of bookshelves, carefully scanning the poems and verses. The poems here praise the gods and praise love, and the chapters and verses are travelogues of the Great Wilderness, and there are many contents.

Invisibly, Xia Xiao did not establish contact with Xiaoxilou, nor was he able to have a conversation, but he became interested in the content of these books.

I heard that very few people have read the books here, because the real sea of books is the consciousness of Xiaoxilou, and the content recorded in the books is only a small part. In the past, Xia Xiao didn't understand that Xiaoxi Building was a library pavilion, even if it was conscious, could it be different from what was recorded in the books? Now, Xia Xiao seems to understand the truth!

In a book, no matter how many words there are, the central idea is only a few words, or even the whole book can be replaced by a few sentences.

When you read a book, you become so immersed in the truth and story that you forget the real meaning of the whole book. And the consciousness of Xiaoxilou is the collection of these meanings. Just like these chapters at this time, when you look at it roughly, there is a lack of a beginning and an end, which seems a little abrupt. But there is a connection.

Xia Xiao seemed to find a clue that the cohesion of these sentences had changed from the previous chaos to neatness, so that it would not be hindered in reading and make him deeply indulged.

The condensed golden sentences are not as empty as the words of the sages, they are more humane and rich. also expressed the content more directly and simply, which made Xia Xiao's eyes shine.

Xia Xiao has traveled many thousands of miles, whether it is from the imperial capital to Longgang, or from Longgang back to the imperial capital, or even from the imperial capital to the academy, he has some understanding, has seen a lot of joys and sorrows, seen the faces of many traitorous villains, and is fortunate to have met a few righteous gentlemen. There are so many roads, but not as many as these 10,000 books.

How many thousands of miles does it take to write a book? How many thousands of miles should it take to write a book?

Xia Xiao couldn't guess, but some of the truths in the book are really worth pondering. The more I think about it, the brighter the light in my eyes.

Those who die but do not die, longevity!

Among the many words, only this one attracted Xia Xiao's attention the most.

If death is leaving this world, not dying means leaving behind the influence that has never dissipated. Maybe that's the true meaning of eternity, and there are always people like that, for example...... Master of the Spiritual Pact!

The person who created the spirit contract is estimated to be remembered forever by the Great Wilderness. Whoever signs the spiritual deed will be able to see his handwriting. Xia Xiao didn't have a chance to read it, but Shu Shuang said that the writing was uglier than him, crooked, as if it was written at the end of his life. If it is really as the words say, it is too sad, how ugly should the master of the spiritual pact be?

His mind moved through the words, and Xia Xiao almost forgot his true purpose. But sometimes it's like this, when you are obsessed with one thing, even if there are thousands of flowers around you, you can't get into it.

"How do you feel after watching so much?"

An unfamiliar old voice sounded, lingering in Xia Xiao's ears, causing him to shift his mind sharply and observe the movements around him. In a flash, the surrounding poems and verses disappeared, as if they had been erased. All around, there was nothing but darkness. Unlike before, this blackness is like the starting point of everything, like the last time of night before dawn.

"Who are the seniors?"

Xia Xiao bowed deeply, but no one around spoke. Is it to let yourself answer the question? Xia Xiao felt that it was very likely, so he opened his mouth to answer:

"The juniors are stupid, the truth in the book is profound, and they only know some simple truths, and they ask the seniors to advise. ”

"You don't need to be advised, although the Great Wilderness is different from your original world, there are similarities. The purity of your birth, even if you are stained with some blood, will know what you need to understand, and it is only a matter of time. ”

Except for Xia Xiao himself, no one has ever talked about his original world without knowing it. Xia Xiao suddenly had some respect, and felt that bowing was not enough, so he could only kneel and worship.

The darkness was broken through by the light, and the surroundings became brighter. In front of Xia Xiao's eyes, an old woman appeared, extremely old and full of wrinkles, as if she would leave at any time. For some reason, Xia Xiao felt that this senior was somewhat similar to Hu Bugui, the leader of the foothills. But her eyes were not cloudy, but like a girl. Among them, the entire small west building is hidden.

Xia Xiao saluted again, and was finally able to communicate with Xiao Xilou's consciousness, which was considered a success, I don't know how about Wang Ling's side?

The bright world was empty, and outside, the corners of Wang Ling's eyebrows moved! It's just that the movement was too small for anyone to notice. Compared with Xia Xiao, who was silent, Wang Ling seemed to succeed faster.

There are not many people in Xiaoxilou, and under the three steps of the stairs, only the royal families of Nanshang and Daxia are here.

It's been a whole day, and the sun is about to rise. But these two were more stable than sleeping, and they lay motionless for more than a dozen hours! Young, they both wanted to prove themselves by various means.

Well?

Shu Shuang has been sitting next to Xia Xiao, making a little hache, and when he looked at Wang Ling again, he stood up!

Shocked, Wang Ling didn't know when a book appeared in his hand. Apparently, he succeeded!

Su Huan and Ji Qingling's faces changed greatly, why did Wang Ling wake up first? Xia Xiao was so confident that he agreed to kneel, they all thought that Xia Xiao would create miracles as always.

"Your Highness, you've been waiting for a long time!"

The face of the Nanshang royal family was ecstatic, Wang Ling stood up, patted the ashes on his body, and saw that Xia Xiao was still pillowed on Shu Shuang's lap, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Look!"

Facing Shu Shuang, Wang Ling raised the "Light Hidden Scroll" in his hand, looking arrogant, this is the time when he should be arrogant! This book hidden in the black is his greatest capital. Although there are few people here, soon, the entire academy will know that he is the first person to establish a mental connection with Xiao Xilou. As for Xia Xiao, who offered to compete with himself, he would be trampled under his feet!

Wang Ling smiled, turned back to coldness, and said:

"Wait and get on your knees!"

Su Huan and Ji Qingling's little faces were cold, but Xia Xiao in their eyes still hadn't woken up.

Soon, there were more people in the small west building. The four hundred students of the academy even all came here, and this kind of grandeur arose because of Xia Xiao and Wang Ling.

"Xia Xiao, come on Xia Xiao. ”

Shu Shuang was anxious in her heart, and muttered secretly when frowning. How should Xia Xiao overtake Wang Ling and cancel this kneeling bet? With Xia Xiao's stubbornness, he will really kneel unless he really feels that he has done it better than Wang Ling. He can afford to lose, but Shu Shuang doesn't want to see that kind of scene!

The royal tomb was surrounded and sat on a wooden chair that looked like a throne. The royal family around him talked about it, and even deliberately insulted him, but he really wanted to see what kind of look Xia Xiao should look like when he woke up and saw that he was awake and still holding the "Light Hidden Scroll" in his hand?

"Daxia people, kneel down and call Dad!"

This sound caused everyone to laugh, but Wang Ling closed his eyes, couldn't resist the sleepiness, and was ready to take a nap. The previous kind of wanton use of divine thoughts in search exhausted his physical strength!But when he woke up, Xia Xiao had to kneel beside his shoes.