Song Qian walked into the Sutra Tower. From the outside, the Sutra Tower was not very big, but it was extremely wide inside. The first floor was as big as a football field, and the bookshelves were densely packed with dense lines.

It seems that this is the so-called Sumeru mustard seed, which is larger than that of a very small medium. Of course, the Sutra Library is not that exaggerated, but now no one in the Wuji Sword Sect can create another Sutra Library, and even the entire Donghuang may not be able to do it. Perhaps only the saints of Zhongzhou can do it.

As soon as the Sutra Tower enters the door, there is a staircase leading to the second floor. It seems that the designers also facilitated the high-level monks to cross the lower floor directly.

Song Qian did not rush upstairs, but glanced at the first floor, and now he was the only one! It seems that the learning atmosphere of Wuji Sword Sect disciples is very bad, and they don’t come to the library.

Each batch of bookshelf in the Sutra Library is composed of categories. Song Qian can see "mortal martial arts", "miscellaneous notes on parades", "big six history", "mountains, rivers," "spiritual beasts" and so on.

Song Qian first looked at the category and headed straight to the "Ancient Saint Mantra". Although the category is written very high-end, it is actually translated as a basic theory of cultivation. Song Qian was very curious about how monks in this world understand the world.

Song Qian picked up a few books and read them, and couldn't help but feel very angry. It turned out that no one was visiting the Wuji Sword Sect's Sutra Library on weekdays, and they were not valued by the sects. They were very poorly maintained. Although the bookshelf were classified, many of the specific books under the category were mixed. It should be that those disciples who came to read books in the Sutra Library saw wherever they went and placed the books at will. Over time, they would be in name only.

Song Qian saw that many books were not placed on the bookshelf, but piled on the ground, some were in the shape of a bed, some were in a circle, and some were simply a mountain of books. I think those disciples who could not take the books out of the Sutra Library actually slept directly on the books. What's more, the content and covers of some books were torn apart.

It seems that no one came to the Sutra Library for no reason. The entire first floor has almost become a large garbage dump, but the garbage is just books.

Song Qian tried hard to find the books he needed, and then tried to return them to his original position. He looked at them one after another, and slowly realized that the monks in this world did not realize the essential laws of the spiritual energy of this world, or the works of monks who had the ability to show the laws were all secrets of those sects. These 6 general goods were records of some natural phenomena and imitated by Taoism.

Before he knew it, the day passed. Song Qian did not leave, but took out the dry food and water prepared in advance and solved it casually. The designer of the Sutra Library was very humane, and there was a bathroom on each floor. Song Qian went there once during the period and finally knew where the torn pages and covers went. Of course, no one had cleaned the bathroom for a long time.

There are no windows in the Sutra Tower, and the lighting is built on the night pearls embedded in the roof, so it is impossible to distinguish between day and night. Song Qian looked at it one by one on the first floor, recording a lot of seemingly useless knowledge with his amazing divine thoughts. Although the first floor is all basic common sense in this world, it is still very important for Song Qian, a rookie who has just entered the world of cultivation.

Song Qian used his own heart and practiced while reading books. He lived a very fulfilling life every day. During this period, he went out to collect some after using dry food and water, and then continued reading and practicing after reading books.

Three months later, Song Qian felt that his spiritual consciousness had increased again. It seemed that learning knowledge to train his brain could also increase his spiritual consciousness. Unfortunately, Song Qian did not find a book on the first level about practicing spiritual consciousness.

On this day, Song Qian led his energy into his body as usual, irrigated his spiritual roots, and then washed his body. Suddenly, he felt a little spiritual light coming from his dantian. Although it was weak, he felt a sense of blood fusion. After being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but be ecstatic. It turned out that his five elements of spiritual roots had finally sprouted, and he had cultivated a trace of his spiritual energy.

It seems that the five elements of spiritual roots are not impossible to practice, but they only require more time and more resources than ordinary people to achieve the same level as those of the best spiritual roots.

However, for a monk like Song Qian who does not rely on his own spiritual energy, it is better than not.

With this trace of spiritual energy, even if I am a monk in the Qi Practice Stage, although I am only at the first level of the Qi Practice Stage, I have officially entered the ranks of monks.

After watching for another three months, Song Qian stayed on the first floor of the Sutra Library for half a year, although for the monks, half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past six months, although Song Qian only read less than one-tenth of the first floor of the Sutra Library, he thought it was enough to go to the second floor.

Song Qian finally put down the book in his hand and walked towards the second floor.

When I arrived at the second floor, I was almost exactly the same as the first floor, and it was still a sea of ​​books. However, the content of the book was obviously one level higher than the first floor, and it was visible from the category alone.

Basic Taoist techniques, talismans, formations, alchemy techniques, weapon refining...

The second level is already some basic practical applications of cultivation.

Song Qian still headed straight for the "basic Taoism". The second floor was better than the first floor, and the categories of books were roughly accurate. Song Qian continued to the first floor and read it one by one. The second floor book was the same as the first floor, but it was still an imitation of natural phenomena and did not touch the essence of spiritual energy.

However, watching these books can still increase Song Qian's experience and experience, refer to the descriptions in the books and combine them with scientific knowledge in his previous lives to verify each other, and deepen his understanding of the principles of the emergence and annihilation of Taoism.

As she flipped through, Song Qian saw a strange book. It was actually a whiteboard with no word on it, and there was only a portrait of a young woman on it.

This woman looks so familiar, it seems to have seen her somewhere? Song Qian thought about it hard, but had no idea for a moment.

There are actually such books? The Wuji Sword Sect’s Sutra Library is not so fooling people, right?

Song Qian read it again and again. The material of this book is very special. It is not paper, but a material similar to a kind of parchment paper, but it is not parchment paper. I really can't see what material it is.

Something weird.

Song Qian tried to sense the book with his divine thoughts, but nothing abnormal appeared.

"Save me..."

Suddenly a woman's voice sounded in her sea of ​​consciousness! This shocked Song Qian, because the sea of ​​consciousness is the most important place for a monk, and it can be said that it is the place of the soul of a monk. This voice appears in the sea of ​​consciousness. Doesn't it mean that his sea of ​​consciousness has been invaded by the outside world? What's wrong?

You should know that monks’ sea of ​​consciousness are invaded by the outside world, the mild ones are infiltrated, and the severe ones are taken away and reborn. Both of these are not beautiful.

Song Qian immediately became alert, constrained his spiritual thoughts, constantly exploring his sea of ​​consciousness, trying to find out the invaders.

"Save me..."

"Who is pretending to be a ghost here? Why don't you show up quickly?"

"It's me, I'm in this book."

Well!? Song Qian was looking at the book in his hand carefully, and the woman on the cover seemed to be looking at him.

A more magical scene was born, and the woman in the cover gradually came to life. The outlines outlined by the brush and ink gradually became plump, first becoming three-dimensional, and finally becoming flesh and blood.

Song Qian threw away the book in his hand because the woman on the cover had already walked out of the book and stood in front of him!

What made Song Qian's heart beat even more was that the woman in front of him was not only very beautiful, but was only wearing gauze, and was actually naked inside. Through the gauze, the woman's graceful body was fully exposed in front of Song Qian. This was more mysterious and hazy than directly naked, and it was more attractive.

The woman was a little shy, but she didn't deliberately block her. She stood in front of Song Qian with her proud peaks, rising and falling like waves.

Song Qian was dizzy and his nose was bleeding almost came down!

I can't stand it. Watching real people and watching island country action movies through the screen are all two different experiences! Song Qian couldn't help but sigh.

"You...you..."

After a long time, you can't say a complete sentence.

"It is said that there is a golden house in books, and there is a beautiful woman in books. The little girl's name is Ruyu. This is a polite person!"

"I...I..."

I spent a long time, but still couldn't find North.

"I have nothing else to ask for Ruyu, I just want the young master to spend a good night with Ruyu, so that I will not be able to walk in this world in vain."

"This...this..."

After a long time, it was still the same.

Miss Ruyu walked up, grabbed Song Qian's trembling hand, and gently placed it on her chest.

"Is it easy to touch? Am I beautiful?"

"Heaven and earth borrow the law to kill evil and retreat, and break it!"

Song Qian controlled the water spiritual energy in the air with his left hand to release heat, forming a solid ice frozen like jade, and like jade instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

The heat released was transmitted along Song Qian's body meridians to his right hand, and a fireball formed in his right hand, which pushed into Ru Yu's body and implode.

Between this cold and hot, the body of Miss Yu burst out like bubbles!

"How is it possible? You only have one level of Qi training, and you can actually crack my illusion!"

The broken jade screamed in a shrill voice, and roared like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.

"I just kept wondering where I saw you. When you showed your true body, I finally knew where I saw you. You are Murong Wan! Or you are Murong Wan!"

"ah!!!"

The illusion was completely shattered, and Song Qian woke up and still kept holding the nameless strange book in his hand.

Song Qian quickly threw the book aside, checked his body, and wiped the cold sweat from his head.

It seems that when I was just using my divine consciousness to perceive this book, I was confused by illusions. Fortunately, my divine consciousness was strong and I was not easily tempted. If I had "spent a good night" with that girl Ruyu just now, I would have been completely devastated and I would never be able to recover.

Did this evil book just now feel his memory and transform the image of Murong Wan? The illusion is so powerful that it can actually invade the sea of ​​consciousness along with its own divine thoughts and read its own memories.

Although brain memory can be explained as tiny bioelectric reactions of neurons, the specific principles are still to be revealed, and the soul cannot be verified. The monks in this world can actually develop spells targeting these two existences. It seems that they still underestimate the civilization of this world, and they still need to be careful in the future.

Now I can simulate and apply natural phenomena to do it, but I still cannot analyze the Taoist Dharma such as memory and soul. Even though I have some vague ideas about the space Taoist Dharma used in the Sutra Library itself, I have no way to talk about it if I want to take action. It seems that my path is still long. There must be people in this world who can use these powers. These people are the goals they strive to overcome!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!