What about the awakened scholar?Transfer directly to Confucianism and Sword Immortal

Fang Mu went directly to the eighth floor this time, and it was very quiet here. There was only one person when he came up.

The reading materials at this level are even more difficult to understand, and there are even many records in ancient characters, some of which have not even been successfully deciphered.

Generally, only some old professors come here to do research, and they only come here once in a long time.

Fang Mu randomly pulled out a book and began to study its contents.

As soon as he opened the title page, Fang Mu's heart moved, and he suddenly had an idea.

Without saying a word, he just waved his hand, and the gentleman's air instantly covered the entire floor, covering all the books.

With a thought in Fang Mu's heart, a few books came to him under the pressure of a gentleman.

While Fang Mu was sitting on a chair, those books began to turn pages automatically at a rapid speed. All the lines of text were captured by Fang Mu, and countless information flooded into his mind.

His previous combat strength has gained close to one billion experience, and he has already raised all useful skills to level eight.

[Reading] and [One Eye Ten Lines] are very effective after being upgraded to the eighth level, as long as the information that enters Fang Mu's field of vision will be quickly captured, that's why he can read books like this.

Every book is constantly turning pages, and he can read more than ten books in just ten seconds.

This efficiency is simply terrifying to the extreme.

When Fang Mu was reading, the history of civilization that entered the bookshelf was suddenly shaken, and the fairyland-like picture that appeared before was immediately reflected in reality.

Fang Mu and all the books were drawn into a world full of peach blossoms and bamboo forests.

Step by step, books were flying in the air, while Fang Mu was sitting on the grass, reading quietly.

He ignored the changes in the annals of civilization, as long as it didn't affect his reading.

In this way, Fang Mu read in this fairyland for several days, and the crazy increase in talent made his cultivation level rise to level 65 all of a sudden.

He still underestimated his own growth rate, especially after raising several skills to level eight.

The only factor limiting his growth rate now is the number of books.

The contents of the books in the Tianfu Library are limited, and Fang Mu expects to upgrade to more than 70 levels at most after reading the books here.

Fang Mu returned to reality, glanced at the group chat, and was immediately stunned.

Because he obviously went in for a few days, but the time displayed on the phone and the content in the group were still a few minutes ago.

Fang Mu immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he had guessed the characteristics of the civilization history book in his hand.

time?

Fang Mu was dubious, and entered the fairyland-like space in the history of civilization again. He continued to read the rest of the books, and another few hours passed.

But when he went out, only a few seconds passed outside.

Fang Mu roughly calculated that the difference between the time velocity inside and outside is about a thousand times.

"Isn't this too heaven-defying?"

Fang Mu was overjoyed, he went straight to the ninth floor without hesitation.

What he lacks the most right now is time. Since the features of this annals of civilization are so terrifying, he doesn't bother to delve into anything, and using it quickly is the right way.

Fang Mu pulled all the books into the history space with ease.

The contents of the books on the last floor are also extremely complicated, many of which are even incomplete, requiring Fang Mu to complete them based on his own knowledge.

Therefore, the difficulty of reading soared, far surpassing everything Fang Mu had read before.

But he didn't panic in the slightest, what he lacked most now was time!
There are still a few days before the God-killing operation. Put it here, it is thousands of days, that is, several years.

Fang Mu began to read frantically like this.

The world in the annals space blooms and fades, time passes quickly, and the seasons change constantly, but Fang Mu doesn't feel uncomfortable even if he doesn't eat or drink.

He let the spring breeze blow his face, he also let the summer wind be dry and hot, he let the autumn wind be bleak, and he also let the cold wind bite his bones.

The surrounding vegetation is flourishing and dying, the peach blossoms are withering and blooming again, the ice and snow are falling and melting, everything is so real.

Every time Fang Mu finishes reading a book, those books will leave the annals space and return to the bookshelf on the ninth floor of the Tianfu Library.

At the beginning, the number of books in front of Fang Mu was vast, but as time went by, the number of books decreased little by little. It was not until the last book was finished that Fang Mu stretched comfortably.

Finally read it!
Although he was obsessed with reading, he still calculated the approximate time, so when he returned to reality, the killing of gods had not yet started.

Fang Mu glanced at his own cultivation, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But with a glance from the corner of his eye, he almost missed his waist.

"I just said that the characteristics of this civilization history book are so powerful, it is impossible to have no price."

Fang Mu smiled wryly.

Because on the Shuxian system interface, Fang Mu only has a few hundred million experience points, and now there are only a few thousand points left.

The answer is obvious. What the annals of civilization uses to play this feature is the experience gained by Fang Mu.

However, Fang Mu can only say that it is very cost-effective to exchange hundreds of millions of experience for a few years.

He looked at the history of civilization on the bookshelf, and there were already a few words on the cover.

[A few days in the middle of the mountain, thousands of years have passed in the world. 】

In connection with the powerful characteristics of this thing, Fang Mu only felt that it was very appropriate.

Opening the group chat, Taoist Wang Ye had already sent hundreds of private messages to Fang Mu, but Fang Mu ignored him because he was concentrating on his studies.

The content of Wang Ye's news is also very simple, it is to ask Fang Mu to make some relevant preparations.

Fang Mu replied a few messages casually, then put down his phone and returned to Shenqi Villa.

When passing by the grove, I heard Wen Luyao playing the flute again.

Fang Mu's heart skipped a beat, thinking that if he hadn't had the feathers given by Wen Luyao's spirit beast last time, he might have fallen into the hands of that invisible ghost.

"I have to thank her and those little guys well."

Fang Mu walked into the jungle, the birds saw his figure, ran over chirping, stood on his shoulder, and gently pecked his cheek with their beaks.

"Fang Mu, why are you here?"

Seeing Fang Mu, Wen Luyao smiled.

"I just came back from outside for a few days, and I passed by here, so I stopped by to visit."

Fang Mu exchanged a few words with Wen Luyao, and expressed his gratitude.

Wen Luyao waved her hand.

"It's because the little guys like you. It has nothing to do with me. If you want to thank them, just bring them some snacks."

"Oh? Then what do these little guys like to eat?"

Fang Mu asked curiously.

Wen Luyao smiled slyly.

"They like to eat monsters with dragon blood, and they must be at least at the commanding level, hehe..."

Hearing Wen Luyao's words, Fang Mu smiled helplessly.

This requirement is indeed a bit high.

Commander-level dragon bloodline monsters are at least level [-] and above, and their strength is much stronger than other monsters of the same level.

But for him now, it's not that difficult.