Panfu, a family of poetry and books, and an official gentry of all dynasties, of course, has its own book collection.

Library Library.

Qiu Yan's soul, wandering, entered this library, and the first thing that caught his eye was the rows of bookshelves, which were full of various books, including ancient books. In terms of quantity alone, it is much more than the study in the courtyard of the Ma family.

It is no wonder that when Ma Yang came to Qingchang County, it was impossible to move the entire study room in Dongdu's hometown, so he only selected a part of it, and the Pan family settled in Qingchang for generations, and the efforts of several generations before and after left a large number of books.

After two years of familiarity, Qiu Yan has long known that the printing of this shijie is still at the level of engraving, although there has been a lot of improvement in the Darui Dynasty, but there are still limitations, the cost of a printing is not small, so the price of books is not low, and most ordinary people are mainly hand-copied.

As soon as the soul turned, the perception expanded, and the information of the books on the bookshelf appeared in Qiu Yan's heart, and they were all engraved and printed.

"There are many books in this book, which I have never read, and if I can calm down and record them here, and condense them into books, I can quickly enrich my soul! Unfortunately, it takes too much time, and I may not be able to condense ten books in one night, and there are too many variables. ”

Thinking about it, following the call, Qiu Yan's soul slowly moved forward, gradually deepening.

With the passage of time, the information captured and fed back by perception has changed, and the books on the shelves in the depths of this library are no longer engravings, but manuscripts, and the paper is yellow, showing its age.

Gradually, the sound of the call became stronger and stronger, and the sub-bookshelves in the living soul also vibrated more and more violently, and there was a feeling that I was about to lose my restraint and fly out of the soul.

Finally!

The soul has reached the innermost part of the library—

This is a seemingly ordinary wall, painted with murals, depicting a school, with a high-crowned man sitting on the top, and a concentrated figure below.

"It's ...... The sages are preaching and teaching?"

Looking at the mural and thinking of the origin of the Pan family, Qiu Yan quickly had a guess, and then without pausing, the living soul rushed forward and went straight through the wall.

Behind the wall, there was a dark lattice, in which was a roll of bamboo slips.

"Well, when the ancient countries stood side by side and did not invent papermaking, they used bamboo slips to engrave characters and record articles, which is not ......"

As soon as Qiu Yan's soul entered the dark grid, before his thoughts turned smooth, a surging momentum squeezed over, wanting to suppress the soul!

Fortunately, Qiu Yan had only experienced the baptism of the scholarly atmosphere during the day, so he had already been prepared, and the soul twisted, which could withstand the pressure, and with a tremble, the sub-bookshelves flew out of the soul, and the bookshelves burst out with absorbing power, enveloping the bamboo slips.

Rumble!

Boom!

The bamboo slips burst out with brilliant brilliance, accompanied by a more huge, continuous huge pressure, light and shadow distorted, and actually produced a kind of artistic conception of Mount Tai!

"Hmm......"

Qiu Yan's soul was pressed to the point of sudden contraction and tightening, and even the sub-bookshelf that flew out was also shrouded in heavy pressure, creaking like a real thing!

"This bamboo slip must be unusual, my soul is based on articles, literature and thought, and is built according to the structure of the subset of scriptures and history, and the subsection is going to collect the words of the sages, and now it is caused by this bamboo slip to cause changes, which undoubtedly shows that the bamboo slips are related to the sages!"

Just when Qiu Yan's thoughts were rolling, the bamboo slip suddenly "snapped", and when it spread out a corner, he saw a combination of words in a column, floating out, and rushing towards the bookshelf of the sub-department with the power of absorption!

"The gentleman said: You can't learn. Green is taken from blue, and green is blue, ice, water is for it, and cold is for water. Wooden straight rope, you think the wheel ......"

The words emerge clearly one by one, showing strange shapes, which are very different from the current style and structure, and the sentences contain the artistic conception of searching up and down and never stopping.

"This is the Qi text of Qi in the ancient kingdoms! It is actually "Persuasion of Learning", this is Sun Sheng's article! I didn't expect that this Pan Mansion calls itself a disciple of a sage, and it really has a collection of sage articles! If I can record the sage atmosphere and artistic conception in this bamboo slip and store it in the bookshelf of the sub-department, it will be too good! It will be comparable to studying it myself for ten years!

In the blink of an eye, columns of words were pulled and fell into the sub-bookshelf, where they condensed into several bamboo sticks on the first floor of the bookshelf and signed with lettering.

And Qiu Yan's soul is resisting the heavy pressure while concentrating on controlling the sub-bookshelf.

There are more and more words on the bookshelf, and the bamboo sticks in that layer are also formed one by one, connected in series, and gradually become a piece of fragments.

However, as time passed, Qiu Yan's soul began to flicker like a lamp, like a candle in a strong wind, which could be blown out by the wind at any time.

His mind was quickly tense, like a bowstring pulled to the extreme!

"It's a pity that my soul realm in this life is too low, and when I encounter such a holy thing, relying on the condensation of the earth soul alone, I am afraid that it will not be able to last, if there is a physical body by my side......"

Suddenly!

With a crisp sound, the whole dark grid shook, and the mural trembled, as if it had spirituality, and the figure listening to the lecture on the painting moved slowly.

"Oh no! there's still a ban here, it's been touched!"

At this moment, Qiu Yan's soul was oppressed by the surging power and shrunk more and more, and it was about to condense into a ball, and even the people in the soul felt suffocated. And the sub-part bookshelf,There are cracks emerging one after another,There is a kind of jiashi that is about to fall apart。

"If I continue, my soul will be oppressed and solidified by the sage breath on the bamboo slips, and thus be sealed! It's just that at least the first two paragraphs must be taken completely, otherwise the sentences will be difficult to penetrate, which is equivalent to falling short, and the next time I come back, I don't know when it will be, and I must improve my cultivation after I go back, otherwise if I have the opportunity again, it will be difficult to condense the whole text into the soul ......"

Qiu Yan struggled to support, and after one or two breaths, the living soul had a tendency to condense into beads, and once it came true, it would be imprisoned, and it would be difficult to move.

Finally!

Click!

There was a sound of breaking sound from the sub-part bookshelf, crumbling, the bamboo slips in the dark grid had been spread out in half, and the words in the second paragraph of the article were manifested, flowing out, and turned into bamboo sticks on the sub-part bookshelf, signed and inscribed.

"That's it!"

The limit was approaching, Qiu Yan's mind turned, the sub-bookshelves stopped absorbing the film, flew back into the soul, followed by a flash of green light in the living soul, the divine power exploded, and the living soul was forced to force the pressure that surrounded him, and then wrapped the living soul and rushed out, flying out before the figures on the mural moved, like a light, and after a few turns, he left the library.

At the same time as he flew out of the library, in a single courtyard not far from here, two figures also rose to the sky!

The two men looked strange, one with his hair scattered, one with a protruding forehead, and the other fell to the roof, first glanced towards the library, his eyes showed doubt, and then withdrew his gaze and looked up.

At the same time, Qiu Yansheng's soul in the flight was also violently shaken, and the feeling of extreme danger rose in his heart, his mind turned, and he had a slight understanding, and dispersed the divine power that enveloped the soul, condensed his perception, and extended out to the night sky.

In the night sky, under the bright moon.

A cloud of dark blue light slowly fell, and cause and effect and luck were intertwined in the light, releasing a majestic aura.

Divinity!

In the Yin Si Hall of Yuanning City God, the gods who had been waiting for many days changed color.

The figure of Yuanning Chenghuang, who was sitting upright, flashed, appeared in the center of the main hall, and bowed his head with his fists clenched.

"Yin Xiao'e, the emperor of the capital of Yuanning, has seen the city god of Jiannan Dao. ”

The other gods stood up and saluted with their fists folded.

Flashing!

Above the main hall, the blue light exploded and condensed into a face.

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