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"Let's go and see Xuanzhen Temple. Other aliens have come in. Sooner or later there will be opportunities for confrontation. Now let's see what treasures we can find here." Yi Tianxing looked back and stepped decisively towards Xuanzhen Temple. past.

Even Thunder Dragon Road has passed, and now is the time for harvest.

"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to it, I don't know what baby I can get in it."

When he heard that he was about to go for a treasure hunt, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly became energetic, and his whole face was inspiring. The flaccid body on the ground had strength at once, and stood up without hesitation.

"It's a big palace, the same palace that the former emperor lived in."

The flower monk nodded and looked at the Xuanzhen Temple in front of him, exclaiming.

There is no ban on this Xuanzhen Temple.

But a gate stood in front of him.

This gate is very heavy.

The flower monk voluntarily stepped forward, and he deserved to be born with divine power. His energy poured out, and the whole door made a jerky sound and was pushed away a little. After pushing away, there is a huge space in front of you, with a wide field of vision, and you can see that a hall appears in front of you. Inside are bookshelves that stand up, and on the bookshelves, there are rolls of bamboo slips.

"This Xuanzhen Temple turned out to be a place to collect books and scrolls. This is a Tibetan scripture hall. This time we have developed. I do n’t know how many books are stored in such a large Xuanzhen Temple. It is rumored that the King of Huainan gathered thousands of alchemists, In order to study the way of longevity, collect various Taoist classics, Yinyang classics, build mausoleums, and certainly collect a lot of Feng Shui books. These things are simply priceless treasures. "

Ye Zhiqiu went in with a probe and saw the picture in front of her eyes. A strong excitement flashed in her eyes, her mouth widened and it was difficult to close.

The most important thing is that the King of Huainan seeks immortality and is the way to become immortal. Of the collected classics, most of them are Taoist classics, even hundreds of classics, which are related to these things. These things may not have been in the past, but in the chaotic world of great destruction now, the preciousness of classics is absolutely inestimable. Any one of them is the crystallization of the wisdom of the sages of the human race.

Bamboo slips. This is the oldest book.

The characters inside should be carved with a carving knife, and then rendered with ink. The handwriting is all three points into the wood. Generally speaking, as long as the bamboo slips are not destroyed, the text in them will last. However, for a bamboo slip, there may be a need to use a cart of bamboo slips.

Therefore, in ancient times, others were described as talented. They are all described as "learning rich five cars".

The five-car books here are about this bamboo slip.

Of course, there are more than bamboo slips here. There are also a large number of animal skins and brocades used as paper to record text and books. At this point, it was absolutely unimaginable at the time. Consuming huge resources.

It's even amazing.

"So many books, how many ancient books did the King of Huainan collect. No wonder it was heard in the legend that after the King of Huainan 'flyed to immortal', even the houses he lived in followed. Knowing why the various treasures he collected before disappeared, I thought it was taken away by ascension, and now it seems that it should be brought into the tomb. "

The flower monk said in amazement.

The ancients always had a kind of respect for the knowledge of books. Many people think that books are more important than fate. In ancient times, they had to read books. They even had to borrow and steal. Someone took the time to record the books they had read and kept them as heirlooms.

I can hold a book hungry and read for several years, and hold it in my arms at night when I sleep.

It is not too much to forget to eat or sleep.

The knowledge of those books is too precious.

It is not easy to be passed down.

All the books in such a hall now appear in front of them, and the shock is really too strong.

"Well, this is the biggest and most precious treasure, the real priceless treasure."

Yi Tianxing saw that there was a burst of enthusiasm in his heart.

Such a huge amount of classics is really incredible.

The classics in it were carefully collected by the King of Huainan. Based on the status and strength of the King of Huainan at that time, the books collected must be the books of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods, and even the pre-Qin period. Such classics have been largely lost in later generations, disappearing in the long river of history.

That is the wisdom of the ancients.

Especially during the Spring and Autumn Period, a hundred schools of thought quarreled. At that time, the spark of wisdom from the sages of the human race was enough to meet the development history of human history for thousands of years. The classics and knowledge at that time were even more valuable.

At that time, the Mohist could create machine birds that could fly, and machine beasts that could fight and kill. Powerful institution city. The farmhouse can make the rice mature shorter. Doctors can see the diseases in the human body at a glance.

The soldiers were able to make plans and win thousands of miles.

Various doctrines emerge endlessly. All kinds of skills have been marveled at for thousands of years, and feel the magic.

And this knowledge may exist in this hall.

These thoughts appeared in my mind, even if it was Yi Tianxing, it was difficult to control myself, and I could not help but develop various ideas.

"Take it all away and put it all in the Tibetan Classic Pavilion. This is a true priceless treasure. It can no longer be measured by value or money. As long as it can be put into the Tibetan Classic Pavilion, the knowledge transfer of Xuanhuang Town will be passed down. It will surely become stronger. The name of the Tibetan scripture hall is truly worthy. It has unimaginable benefits for the development of the town. "

An idea instantly took root in my mind, sprouted, and was indelible.

Seeing these things is more exciting and important than seeing any exotic treasures.

"Hundred Questions of Mohist Organs", this is the classics of Mohist. There are even here. "

Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward and picked up a bamboo slip directly from a bookshelf. The text on the bamboo slips came directly into my eyes.

"And here," Emerald Rice Cultivation Notes ", this is the classic book of the farmer, Emerald Rice, what kind of rice is it, is it a special kind of rice, how has it never been heard before, or is it cultivated, not ordinary Everyone knows. The news is blocked. "

The flower monk also picked up a bamboo slip and muttered to himself.

"The Basic Medicine Classic !!!"

Yi Tianxing also picked up a bamboo slip, which was a medicine classic. What's recorded in it are the efficacy, purpose, identification, picking, etc. of various herbs and elixir.

These are the crystallization of wisdom left by predecessors. Record your own experience. It looks nothing but the value is equally amazing.

"Ziyang Danjing, this is a note on alchemy."

An ancient book recorded in animal skins is presented. Such a sutra is an alchemist's perception and understanding of alchemy. There is even a danfang with various elixir in it, which is quite precious.

An elixir is to be formed after thousands of trials and trials and failures, and is ultimately created. The value is not changeable. Not to mention, it also contains various experiences and notes about alchemy. Preciousness is even higher.

"The Analects of Confucius," "Zuo Chuan Zuo Zhuan", "Han Fei Zi". These works are even here. "

Ye Zhiqiu picked up several bamboo slips one after another, his face exclaimed with surprise, and said quickly.

"The collection of books here is extremely rich. It was not difficult to collect these books under the status of the King of Huainan at the time. Besides, the royal family also had a book library. Manuscripts are also available. It is not difficult to understand the richness of the collection. "

Taking a deep breath, Yi Tianxing has made a decision to remove all the books here and put them all in the Tibetan Pavilion. Becoming a collection of books, to the greatest extent enrich Xuanhuangzhen's heritage.

Not to mention, as long as the news spreads, it will definitely attract the interest of countless readers. There is an inherent advantage in attracting talent.

The collection of books here is really rich.

"Uninvited, it's for the thief !! Do you want to be a book thief?"

At this moment, I only saw that in the hall, a white-haired old man in a Confucian robe abruptly came out from behind a bookshelf, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hands. Looking at the three people in Yi Tianxing, he said calmly.

But in that discourse, there was a power to attack the soul.

Opening his mouth, Hao Ran was full of righteousness.

People unconsciously give birth to an illusion of shame in their hearts and dare not face up to it. As if in momentum, he was constrained one by one and felt wrong. The momentum was frustrated.

This is the power of Confucianism.

Hao Ran swept righteously, making people feel invisible pressure involuntarily.

Ye Zhiqiu and the flower monk felt like they were doing something wrong. The momentum was frustrated. Even the old man who looked directly in front of him felt a little dare. It seemed to be hot on his face, as if he came back from the owner when stealing. Already.

Even Yi Tianxing secretly condensed ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Fortunately, this power had no way to affect him, and as soon as he appeared in the mind, he was immediately broken by a dragon Yin that broke out in his body. Vanished.

Confucianism and Taoism are best at raising Hao Ran's righteousness.

Cultivate righteousness with talent. Righteousness.

"It's so pure and upright, and it's so profound Confucianism and Taoism. Dare to ask the seniors who they are."

Yi Tianxing took a deep breath and felt vaguely that the white-haired old man in front of him was definitely a powerful Confucian monk. It was difficult to estimate the specific realm, but only by perception, he could know his body. The breath is like the ocean, unfathomable. The uprightness in the body is no small matter. Appearing here is obviously not a simple existence.

"I came from the book. But I am called the elderly of Shushan."

The white-haired old man glanced at Yi Tianxing, and when he found that Yi Tianxing was not affected by him, a strangeness appeared in his eyes, and he said calmly, "You guys ... but intend to move the collection here."