Walking down the steps step by step, from crossing the grass to the yellow paths, these were all walked out by the disciples of the Butterfly Killing Sect in the past.

Meandering, like 10,000 pythons lying on the ground, people who look at it are dazzled, and they have no clue when they fall into the sky.

If you look at each book, then a bookshelf will take three days and three nights to see it before you can finish it, and this is only one of the bookshelves.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration, and Luo Tian slapped his head suddenly, secretly scolding himself for being stupid, and being frightened by this Hidden Scripture Pavilion to lose his mind.

You must know that no matter how big the bookstore is, even if it is the size of half a continent, it has one thing in common, that is, it is managed by people, and it is naturally easy to find the books you want in a place where people manage them.

I saw that the falling sky returned to a calm and calm appearance again, and walked to a bookshelf at will, the antique mahogany platform, layer by layer neatly placed all kinds of scrolls, made of jade, bamboo, animal skin, and paper, all kinds of materials, but most of them are paper.

He didn't hurry up to check the books, but looked around to see if there was any handwriting on the shelves, and after some searching, he tilted his head, frowned, and said very puzzled: "It's weird, the Scripture Pavilion should be managed by someone, what kind of books must be marked and classified in which book, why is there no this." ”

Even a three-year-old child knows that the Book of Poetry and the Analects are two different scrolls, and they should be placed separately.

After thinking about it, is it only this one that is not marked, look at the others, and then go to another place to check, still no, Luotian is unwilling, and he has not even checked more than a dozen places, but he is angry.

Sitting on the branches of the big tree, looking at the books around him, he had to accept his fate, and began to look for it little by little, and a more genuine feeling came to his heart, and he said loudly: "If I don't finish reading your books, I won't go out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion! I haven't been afraid of anyone in the sky!" It's a pity that no one has heard such lofty words.

After saying that, he jumped down, walked quickly to the bookshelf, and got the first book in order, and there was no introduction on it, not even a name introduction, which was very abnormal.

His heart moved, and he asked the little devil: "Have you noticed anything strange, is it that the Butterfly Killing Sect is deliberately making things so difficult for me? Or is the Tooth Array making trouble and deliberately embarrassing me? Since I arrived here, I haven't seen a single person, I haven't heard any sound of flipping through the scrolls, everything is so quiet, it's very wrong." He didn't feel anything, but the signs of the anomaly made him cautious.

He found that the little devil raised his head, his eyes did not squint and looked up, a little uncertain, and he also looked into the sky, except for branches and leaves, and some reptiles were left with half of the blue sky.

At this time, the little devil saw only a little difference in sight from the falling sky, and the figure appeared again, sitting on the branch, shaking and shaking, neither taking the initiative to attack, nor far away, silently watching the falling sky.

At first, the little demon thought that the book spirit was gone, but who knows that it didn't take long for him to return again, the purpose of which made him unpredictable, so he continued to hide and observe.

Just as Luo Tian guessed, all the words on the bookshelf were erased by the book spirit, and wherever he went, all the prompt words there were covered, and after he left, rows of words appeared again. The little devil quietly keeps an eye on all developments.

I wanted to remind the falling sky, but I always felt that the book spirit seemed to have a certain and unknown meaning in doing this, which was to let him read the whole book and enrich the experience of the falling sky? No, the book spirit would not be so shallow.

Because he couldn't guess, he wanted to know, and the little devil gave up telling Luotian, on the contrary, he wanted to cooperate with the book spirit and let Luotian continue, so he said: "Boy, honestly, reading more books is good for you, if you can read all these books, how much effort can the old man spend!"

As he spoke, he remained motionless, staring at the changes in the book spirit, and found that there was no change, and a trace of relaxation flashed in his eyes.

Luotian naturally didn't know what the little devil thought and did, and when he got the answer, he let down his vigilance, there was no classification and no introduction, how did the disciples of the Butterfly Killing Sect usually find the books they wanted to read?

What he said is not to finish it at a glance, but to read it all and read it seriously in his head.

If this is placed on a mortal, it is simply a fantasy, and he can't memorize it until he dies, but Luotian, as an immortal cultivator of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, awakening is not only the development of spiritual roots but also brains, plus he is born with a smart brain and a good understanding, and it is still a little possible to read these books.

The pages of the book are turning loudly, Luotian does not blink his eyes, he does not even blink his eyes, if mortals can't read a word clearly, but in Luotian's eyes, ten lines of cake at a glance, and after reading it, he can memorize it accurately.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed, Luotian closed the scroll, exhaled lightly, showed an interesting look on his face, and said: "This Qingshan scroll is very interesting, I didn't expect so many things to happen in a mountain from ancient times to the present, there are people, there are beasts, born on the earth, living in the heaven and earth." ”

I thought reading would be boring, but I didn't expect it to be quite interesting, without the slightest sense of sleepiness, just like the village chief told them stories when he was a child, but now he reads it alone.

Put down the Qingshan Scroll, and then picked up another one, looking at it with relish, he didn't notice that there was a streamer from the Qingshan Scroll that entered his body, and even the little demon didn't notice it, just a golden light flashed somewhere in the Falling Heaven Consciousness Sea, very faint but extremely pure.

In the sight of the little devil, the book spirit suddenly changed at this time, and the blurred body actually became clear.

The startled little devil blinked again and again, thinking that he had misseen the flower, but after repeated confirmation, he found that he was indeed not wrong, dragging his chin and thinking.

The falling sky is silent in the sea of books, an hour, a book, a mountain, a river, a tree, a stone, a person, everything has a story.

In the long river of rolling time, what cannot be escaped will only disappear and sink at the bottom of the river, forever forgotten, this is the great terror, the great terror buried behind the desire, promoting the development of the changes in the mainland, and the epoch-making of talents.

A book represents the author's personal experience or what he has seen and thought, Luo Tian has never really understood the whole picture of the world of cultivating immortals, here, he is open-minded and his eyes are opened, and a flesh-and-blood real world of cultivating immortals is presented in front of him.

How far a person's path can go depends on the place of vision, with a head down is a few steps before falling into a pit, and when you look up, you will see a sky full of stars, like countless temptations, which make people fascinated and linger, leading to a halt in their lives.

You can see the traps and dangers in the distance, dodge them in time and continue to move forward, keep your feet on the ground, don't want to do things that are out of reach, look around, know how to go to high places, and how to get out of deep valleys.

Countless high stairs paved with books and scrolls lead the falling sky to a higher place, where it is far from mediocrity, only the next is unwilling to be ordinary, and it is getting stronger every day, full of the world of the strong.

With the passage of time, with each passing day, ten, twenty, fifty, one hundred, time flies, and the sky has fallen I don't know how many hours I have been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The little devil found that the book spirit was a little finger fingertip, manifested and condensed no longer a phantom, it was no different from the entity, even the fingerprints on the fingers were seen very clearly, and it was still deriving, as long as the sky did not stop reading, every time a book was read, it would condense a little bit, until the entire layer of books was read.

However, he did not stop the book spirit, in addition to curiosity, he was also absolutely confident in himself, and he was not afraid of any existence for the spirit body.

The bookshelves on more than a dozen floors are full of books, it looks like there are a lot of them, and it took three days to read them, without blinking, without resting, without eating, standing straight, looking at it.

When he put down the last book on the shelf, his face was full of red light, his breath was very full, both physically and mentally, he breathed a long sigh of relief, sat at the top of the shelf, his legs hanging in the air, looking into the distance, his head sorting out what he had learned.

After a while, with the vicissitudes of the world in his eyes, he closed his eyes, and after opening them again, he returned to his normal and clear expression.

"Little devil, how many days have I been watching?" said Luotian.

"Three days. The little devil replied.

"Three days, time flies so fast, I don't feel it at all, but why am I not sleepy or hungry?" Luo Tian wondered, holding his stomach, all the activities, without the slightest feeling of exhaustion.

This question Xiao Mo also wondered, it is impossible to break the valley during the Qi training period, and only when you reach the foundation building period do you not need to eat, and in three days, it is said that you should be hungry a long time ago.

couldn't find the reason, so Xiao Mo replied casually: "Maybe you haven't digested slowly, hurry up and read the book." ”

"Oh. Luo Tian believed that it was true, so he no longer dwelled on the matter, propped his hands back, did a perfect front flip in the air, fell to the ground, walked to another bookshelf, and continued to read.

The book spirit hidden on the branch slowly followed, always floating in the sky, and the little devil stared at the book spirit.

Everything in the Scripture Pavilion is on the right track, and Luotian is studying with all his might, not only to find the thirteenth layer of Qi cultivation, but also to expand his knowledge and enrich the whole person.

Incarnating as the protagonist in the book, whether it is fighting or choosing life, it is a great improvement, and the way of fighting is more varied.

Outside the Scripture Pavilion, Qingtian has been guarding the door, sitting in the position of the tooth array, his feet dangling, his hands supporting his head, leaning on the table, staring at the square stone door boredly, while the tooth array is standing aside, holding drawing paper in his left hand and jade pen in his right hand, writing and drawing, no different from before.

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