The first cause of all realms

Chapter 1126

The Great Zhou Imperial City is located in the north of the imperial capital. It is extremely ancient and fortified. Over the past 18 years, it has been repaired and expanded again and again. It occupies such a large area that the rules that prohibit the use of Taoism and spiritual appearance in the imperial city have been abolished since then. It can be seen.

It occupies such a large area that it is not enough to ride high-quality horses for daily rotation.

Just one library building covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of mu. Outside there are soldiers patrolling in turn, and inside there are masters taking over day and night. It can be described as heavily guarded.

"In the past, when the great ancestor established the capital of Tianding Dao, Tianding Dao was still a barren land where evil spirits ravaged. The original imperial city.

According to legend, in the original imperial city, even if a person with great supernatural powers enters with the spirit of the Four Tribulations, all mana and supernatural powers will be suppressed..."

The chariot on which Longma was riding moved slowly, and passed through the wide door opening of the library. A young man in black armor flicked his whip and said softly:

"It's a pity that the imperial city expanded and expanded, and the territory was lost one after another, so that the formation was incomplete. Now the power is less than eleven..."

The young man's name is Ganshantu, and he is the No. 90 sixth son adopted by Grand Master Qian Cang of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is only a hundred years old, but he has already become a spiritual figure of the second kalpa, and he is also ranked first among the younger generation in the imperial capital.

Now he was sent to the palace and served as Yang prison's personal guard.

"It is indeed a pity."

In the chariot, Yang Jue really felt sorry.

How can he who has fought against a great supernatural being not understand the tyranny of that existence?
Just because he knows, he is also very interested in this legendary formation that can suppress great supernatural powers.

how...

"If that formation is there, where does the library need so many people 'guarding'?"

The last two words, Qianshantu pronounced them very strongly, obviously he was quite dissatisfied with being sent to the imperial city.

"Whether it's the library or the scriptures and ancient books inside, it doesn't need to be guarded by anyone. It's because outsiders care too much that they send people to guard it."

Regarding his thoughts, Yang Ju naturally had a clear understanding of his thoughts.

After the conversation that day, he finally convinced the old teacher, not because of his eloquence.

But in the eyes of the old grand teacher, the predecessor, or this identity is not very important.

The Heavenly Cauldron spirit map is not the blood of the Great Zhou Taizu, but this time when Qiancang returned, he brought back a large number of Taizu's descendants.

The original owner was originally one of dozens of people, but now, he is one of hundreds of people, and his importance is greatly reduced.

But even so, Ganshantu was still sent to his side, both for protection and surveillance.

"...What His Majesty said makes sense."

Gan Shantu wanted to refute, but he kept his mouth shut when he thought about his adoptive father.

He came here, after all, was sent by his adoptive father, so he shouldn't have the slightest complaint.

"Your Majesty, we are here!"

Long Mala's speed in the chariot was not slow, but it took more than half a month to walk from the main entrance to the library.

Walking to this point, dozens of fierce wills swept over at the same time, and they took it back after recognizing the chariot.

Gan Shantu turned over and got out of the car, and led Yang Qian through the main entrance.

Separated by a wall, it seems to be two layers of heaven and earth. Yang Jue can keenly sense that the restriction in this library building is ten times stronger than his bedroom...

It is enough to isolate all prying eyes, whether it is Taoism or magical powers, if touched here, it will be exposed.

Entering from the door, Yang Ju took a glance. It was already noon, but the location of the library was like a cold winter, without the slightest heat.

In the pitch-black open square, stone monuments of different sizes and heights are densely packed, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

At this moment, there are people shuttled among the forest of stone steles, some are wiping, some watching, or imitating with ink...

The arrival of the two did not attract anyone's attention.

"The library didn't need to be so big in the first place. Grandpa only built one library back then, and all the ancient books and scrolls in it were like flowing streams of light, but later..."

Gan Shantu glanced at the titular His Majesty indiscriminately.

"Behind the expansion and expansion, it is not that one generation is stronger than one generation, but that one generation is not as good as one generation..."

Looking at the forest of stone steles, Yang Qiu felt something in his heart.

Xuanhuang Tiandi's spiritual energy is rich, its inheritance is complete, and its antiquity is above Longquan Realm.

However, the latter already had such a mysterious treasure as the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalog as early as 8 years ago, summarizing and sorting out most of the inherited texts in the world.

Looking at the forest of stone steles in front of you, you can naturally see the gap between them...

"..."

Gan Shantu was originally insinuating intentionally or unintentionally, but at the moment when he heard these words, he immediately shut up and did not dare to speak again.

Of course he didn't care about the thoughts of such a puppet emperor, but if he wanted to pass on his words to his adoptive father, he would have to walk away without food.

"There are 23 stele forests in the library building. Although the adoptive father has not explained anything, I think that it is best for your majesty not to go deep, so as not to hurt yourself..."

"Ah."

At this point, Yang Qiu no longer had the mentality to read the mountain map, so he responded casually and walked towards the forest of steles.

The latter hesitated for a long time, but still followed.

This forest of steles covers an area of ​​several thousand acres, and the stone steles are densely packed. The short ones are no more than three feet tall, and the tall ones are more than ten feet tall.

"Biographies, travel notes, essays, ancient history, unofficial history..."

Yang Ju walked slowly, his eyes swept casually, and all the words had been rubbed in his heart.

Perhaps because it is at the outermost side, there are not many steles about cultivation in this forest of steles. Most of them are biographies and essays of ancient history, and there are even poems, songs, dance music and the like.

"The original intention of Taizu to build the library was not to monopolize the scarce books in the world, but to prevent the inheritance of future generations from being cut off. Naturally, among the forest of steles, ancient history is the most important thing!"

Seeing that the little emperor went straight to the depths, and glanced at everything he passed, Qianshan Tu couldn't help it:
"Even if your majesty is focused on 'spiritual practice', you shouldn't be so slack, at least, you should look at it for a few days and months..."

"Slack?"

Yang Jue paused slightly:
"Before today, none of the books in this library could be delivered to my desk.

Now, you say slack? "

After all, ignoring the ugly-faced Ganshan map, Yang Qiu still wandered among the forest of steles at a leisurely pace.

The prohibition in the library building is extremely strict, and Jin Jing Huoyan is also quite restricted here. Although he thinks that he can sweep all over here with all his strength, it will definitely shake the imperial city.

Swim slowly, but take a few more glances and spend some time, there is no need to make such a big commotion.

And under the gaze of Qianshantu and many people in the dark, he was really hurrying on his way without stopping for a moment.

This time, it was the middle of the night.

After walking through thousands of acres of stele forest, Yang Jian stopped at his feet. Under the moonlight, he stopped in front of a square stele that was no more than Zhang Xu high.

"Nine turn around the river!"

This is the first 'spiritual picture' he saw here.

"Linjiang Nine Turns is the skill learned by the 'Linjiang Sword Immortal' in the torrential river tide. It was originally ranked as Ninth Rank, but after combing and expanding, it can be upgraded to Third Rank!"

Yang Jue casually glanced at it, then walked to the next place.

"The twelve shapes of the blue dragon."

Ganshantu followed suit, and the guards seemed to follow him in the middle of the night, and they were a little impatient at the moment:
"The twelve shapes of the Canglong were created by the 'Master of Jingyang Mountain' watching the soaring Canglong. They rank first rank, which is rare."

Yang Qiu didn't stop, and went straight to the next place.

"Destroyer Spirit Diagram!"

"The young master of the Xuanmen of heaven and earth, created by Daojun Miedu when he was young, ranks above the first rank, which is extremely rare!"

"Lacking Moon Spirit Chart!"

"Picture of the True Spirit of the Phoenix Bird!"

……

"Da Ri Zhen Ling Tu, this is the master of the previous generation of heaven and earth Taoism, created by the Taoist Tianlong, it ranks in the 'Xuan Grade', rare in the universe..."

"That doesn't work either?"

From the moon to the sunset, and then to the sun rising three poles, Yang Ju is still in high spirits, but Ganshan Tu can't help it:
"Three grades and one mansion are hard to find, one grade and one are rare, and heaven, earth, Xuan, and emperor are very few in ancient and modern times.
Your Majesty, what is your intention? "

Gan Shantu had resentment in his heart, but Yang Ju didn't seem to hear it, he just looked at a ruined stele in the corner.

"The white jade pillars that hold up the sky, and the purple gold beams that support the sea. The white pole soldiers follow one's heart, and the iron needles of the God of the sea..."

　It's very boring... Good night everyone... Push a book.Waste Paper Bridge "Master of Ten Thousand Worlds, Master Yue Buqun".After Yue Buqun died and was reborn as a young man, he can play different roles in different time and space, and he can also hear the voices of other people, thus gaining some opportunities that he did not know before.After being reborn, he decided not to be a hypocrite!

　
(End of this chapter)