A long group of huge wooden bookshelves of about 20 meters are lined up against the wall, densely packed with books compared to Yin Yi's petite body, which looks very spectacular, but this only occupies less than one-third of the entire basement.

"That's a lot of books. Yin Yi sighed, I thought that the sect would prefer to use jade slips to record, and there should not be many paper books, but now it looks like it's no worse than a small library, by the way, it's not just paper, there are also books like bamboo slips and silk silks, which have a long history at a glance.

"That's not much," Senior Brother Lan said with a smile, "And many of them have been recorded with paper and pen in the past thousand years because of the fact that there are fewer and fewer jade slips, and the early ones either had a very low cultivation when they wrote, or they had a hobby of writing." ”

Yin Yi understood, looked at the bookshelf carefully, and saw that it was placed by age and author's name, so he asked about the bookshelf closest to the time—mainly considering that the ancient characters might not be able to read—and then walked over directly to pick it up.

It is said that it is the closest, and it is almost two or three hundred years ago, mainly because there are few foreign disciples who have gone out in recent years, and there are fewer books that can be brought back, and the books brought back may not be able to stay in the library pavilion, but no matter what, at least the words of this era Yin Yi can barely recognize.

There are not many books in this period, and there are only two or three authors, Yin Yi took a closer look, and finally decided to choose a few travelogues to read first - her actions are too low, and at this time, reading the cultivation experience and the like is as meaningless as reading calculus just after learning addition and subtraction.

Each author picked two or three travelogues under his name, and Yin Yi followed Senior Brother Lan to register a book and returned directly to Jianfeng.

Collected the books in his hand according to the author's name and put them on the table, made himself a cup of tea, Yin Yixian opened the book named Liang Lin and the book called "Journey to the South".

However, Yin Yi was prepared, and directly took out his smartphone from the bracelet and turned it on - although there is no signal in Yunhua Sect, but as a smartphone, there are other functions that can be used without a network, such as a set of ancient Chinese translation APP specially downloaded before returning to the sect this time, of course, only the immortal attendant of Chengguang Ancestor, who stayed in Jianfeng's transcendent status, dared to do this kind of thing, if it was a disciple of the sect, it is estimated that it would have been confiscated a long time ago.

Quickly open this APP, Yin Yi praised the wit of herself who paid to download the entire database at the beginning, and was afraid that there would be no signal to turn it out, with this sharp weapon in hand, why worry about not being able to read ancient texts? Of course, this is also the reason why she wants to start with the most recent books, I am afraid that it is too old to be translated by the translation software.

But fortunately, it's just a translation of words from two or three hundred years ago, and this app is still very powerful, although it is not 100% translated, but Yin Yi can basically guess eight or nine with this assistance, plus he has already cultivated a layer of qi, and the whole reading speed is still quite satisfactory.

This travelogue itself is not much, Yin Yi probably spent more than an hour to read it all, I have to say that the writing of this Liang Lin elder is still good, with a lot of gorgeous rhetoric to pile up, but these exclamations and praises are all removed, its content is really not interesting at all, like an itinerary, from here to there is a car or a boat, where to stay at night, etc., it is better to have a self-driving travel guide, but this evaluation also has a reason for not understanding the ancient text, after all, whether it is to depict characters or scenes, there is no sense of substitution if you don't understand the descriptive sentence。

Put the book aside, got up and moved his body, walked around the small courtyard again, and took out the second author's book, this author's book is thicker and he wrote three books freely, but his words are really ordinary, of course, as a modern person who can't even write words, Yin Yi can't say that he writes badly, but this not good word with not very good writing suddenly makes people have no desire to read, Yin Yi looked at it for a while, and put it aside for the time being.

The third author only wrote one, but this one is relatively thick, about one and a half times the book of the first author, and what Yin Yi didn't expect was that he actually wrote in the vernacular in traditional Chinese, which is really rare, and Yin Yi read it with great interest.

Yin Yi finished reading this book before lunch, and I have to say that as a novel with a travelogue as the main line, the content is still full of interest.

Yes, it wasn't until I finished reading Yin Yi that I was sure that this was this novel, all kinds of strange plots throughout, probably only the outing itself was true, and some of the things mentioned in it were estimated to have happened, but the development process definitely had the author's YY part, especially when the author wrote that mortals loved him and didn't even accept the spirit stones he gave, as a reader, don't come out too quickly.

But anyway, it's not bad to read a very interesting YY novel, at least some of the common sense taught by the author Uncle Shi can also be written down in the future to see if it is useful.

In the afternoon, I learned a new small spell with Meng Xia, the effect is to attach earth-based spiritual power to a small dagger, so that it will temporarily become larger, well, it seems to be useless at present, but she finally knows the auxiliary effect of earth-based spells on gold-based items.

After finishing the evening class, Yin Yi looked at it and thought of the second author's book that she had put aside. I took it out again, intending to look at it patiently, and of course, if I couldn't stand it, I would be hypnotized.

Sure enough, after reading it for a while, it was a little uncomfortable, this author probably didn't read a book before he started practicing, and he learned some after entering the sect, but his literary literacy is still not good, and a bunch of nonsense is written on it, and there is nothing to appreciate, it's really boring.

Because he was jumping to read, Yin Yi quickly finished flipping through one book, after thinking about it, he still picked up the second book and flipped through it, the second book was not much better than the first one, and he couldn't help but yawn twice, and when he was yawning and flipping through the pages, he saw this page saying that his senior brother taught him a lesson, and he wanted to close his small black room to think about it, the reason was that he made a fake spirit stone to deceive a casual cultivator, but he was very unconvinced, because it was the casual cultivator who wanted to deceive them first.

Seeing this, Yin Yi suddenly became interested, and quickly and carefully looked at the incident from the beginning, but saw that the author followed his senior brother to take a mortal task for help and team up to a small fishing village by the sea, and then met a passing casual cultivator, who saw that they were two fledgling hairy boys, and knew that they were disciples of Yunhua Sect, although they didn't dare to kill them, but they wanted them to have magic weapons in their hands, so they set up a scam.