Fellow practitioners who live in this mortal world with their beauty

Zhao Sanbao took out the worn scripture from the cloth bag and handed it to Xiao Xuanzi.

"Master, I have a scripture here that I will recite every morning from now on."

Xiao Xuanzi took the scripture and flipped through it.

"Master, there are many books in the Tao Te Ching Palace, and they are all newer than yours!"

Zhao Sanbao looked embarrassed and became angry.

"If you want love, don't take it back! The one I took out is the same. This book has been passed down by the master for thousands of years. It contains the Tao Yun left by the Taoist masters of the past generations."

When Xiao Xuanzi heard that there was Dao Yun in it, he held it tightly in his arms.

"Master, there is no reason to take back what you sent."

"Hmph, from now on the master will practice in this palace, let's change this place to the 'Three Treasures Temple'!"

Xiao Xuanzi thought he had got the treasure and agreed wholeheartedly.

"Also, replace all the plaques. They are so effeminate and not dignified at all!"

"Master, what kind of plaque would you like to change?"

"Don't worship the statues in the temple indiscriminately. The front hall is dedicated to the statues of the Sanqing gods, which is called the 'Sanqing Hall', and the back hall is dedicated to the ancestor Hongjun, which is called the 'Zixiao Hall'."

"Don't worry, master, I will clean it up neatly."

Xiao Xuanzi saw that Zhao Sanbao only enshrined the four masters and disciples of Hongjun, and other statues were not allowed to be left indiscriminately. He felt deeply that the master's sect was profound, and this was the orthodoxy of the direct line. No wonder the sect's sect was called the upright sect!

Xiao Xuanzi happily carried the scriptures back, and Zhao Sanbao asked for directions to the library.

When the book is used, I will regret it. The Taoist temple blinded me for two years.

The Library Pavilion in the palace is also called Wenyuan Pavilion, which is not part of the harem. It is at the southeast end of the palace and is guarded by many guards. It is surrounded by greenery and is very peaceful.

Different from the splendid and magnificent harem, Wenyuan Pavilion has a black glazed tile roof and green trimmed edges. The pavilion is about ten meters long. It looks like two floors with double eaves on the outside, but it is actually divided into three floors: upper, middle and lower.

There are nearly a million volumes of various books on the two floors below Wenyuan Pavilion, mainly various historical records and local chronicles. Rows of bookcases are piled full of them, exuding a strong fragrance of ink. Standing among them, you can feel the insignificance of human beings, as if Enter a vast world of knowledge!

Zhao Sanbao, under the banner of Imperial Master, has been staying in Wenyuan Pavilion for the past few days, and the guards did not dare to ask any more questions.

If you don’t want to be a literary giant or an official, you won’t want to read it. If you don’t go to court, you don’t need to read the legal category. You won’t read the genealogy category. It’s not like you want to be their son-in-law. Why do you know so much?

What Zhao Sanbao reads most is miscellaneous histories, anecdotes, and fairy tales. Time travel itself is absurd, and it is even more absurd that there are monsters in this world. If you want to understand this world, this kind of thing is the perfect one.

Putting down the book in his hand, Zhao Sanduo roughly understood the origin of this world. It was no different from the legend he heard when he went down the mountain. Some said it was ancestor Hongjun, and some said it was Pangu. Anyway, one of the two could refine chaos. The turbid energy becomes a demon, and the essence becomes a human being.

But my doubts increased greatly.

Didn’t it say that the Human Emperor defeated the demons and monsters?

Was the monster that Obai turned into after his death a possessed person, or was Obai himself a demon?

Could it be said that after the Human Emperor defeated the demons, the demons and ghosts turned into gas after death like Obai?

But what is this gas? It can also be integrated with the refined essence in the body!

It seems that the only way to solve these mysteries is to go up to the third floor and take a look. The books on the upper floor are all ancient books left by the Human Emperor. According to Xiao Xuanzi, people who are not of the Human Emperor's blood cannot read them. How come they can't get in without breaking the restriction? Zhao Sanbao couldn't do it for a while. There is no way.

However, in the mythical story, the magic weapons stored by the gods attracted Zhao Sanbao's attention.

One of them is the Qiankun Bag, which is small in appearance but can store the heaven and earth. There are also Hunyuan Golden Dou, Hunyuan Umbrella and other magic weapons that can collect other people's magic weapons. The glass bottle can collect air, and Yuanshi Tianzun's Blood Transformation Box can also turn people into blood.

When Zhao Sanbao saw the storage bag, he thought of the brocade bag left by the dead ghost master. It has been passed down from generation to generation and is still intact. The entire Taoist heritage is not contained in this brocade bag, right?

The more he thought about it, the more mysterious the brocade bag became. Zhao Sanbao hurriedly got up and left Wenyuan Pavilion.

Back at Sanbao Temple, the general was still busy remodeling the palace. Zhao Sanbao stayed temporarily in the side hall on the east side of the front yard, entered the east cross courtyard, closed the courtyard door, and returned to his room.

Zhao Sanbao took out the brocade bag from the cloth bag and fiddled with it for a long time, but couldn't find a way. Finally, he cut his finger with a knife, hoping to identify the owner with a drop of blood.

The blood dripped on it, but fell to the ground along the brocade bag, without a trace of blood on it.

Zhao Sanbao realized that the brocade bag was not simple. It was not stained with blood. Although he did not know how to open it, it was definitely a treasure.

Staring at the brocade bag, Zhao Sanbao frowned, thinking about how to open it. In his mind, a room the size of a house appeared in his mind. There were all kinds of things in it. There were two large cabinets and a large cabinet with bottles and cans on top and stacks on the bottom. There are dozens of jade boxes, large and small, each filled with books and bamboo slips. There are also several large wooden boxes containing clothes, gold and silver jewelry, and some neatly arranged crystal clear jades.

In the haze, Zhao Sanbao wanted to take out a book and read it, but there was a buzzing in his head, his vision went dark, and he fainted.

After a while, Zhao Sanbao woke up and shook his head. He was still dizzy. When he raised his hand to pat his forehead, he found that he was holding a book in his hand, which was exactly the book he wanted to pick up when his mind was fuzzy.

Zhao Sanbao looked at the book. It was a Taoist scripture "Nanhua Sutra".

Although the sutra was useless, the appearance of this sutra allowed Zhao Sanbao to find a way to open the brocade bag, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

His head was still swollen uncomfortably, and Zhao Sanbao also knew that he could no longer forcefully open the brocade bag, so he hurriedly sat cross-legged and meditated, practicing the breathing and breathing technique.

While meditating, I saw a huge cyclone in my lower abdomen. The mist was rising. There was a circular gas field in the middle of the cyclone. The essence refined by the breathing technique was entering the circular gas field one by one, and the rest was deep. The colored gas breaks away from the cyclone and is exhaled out of the body. The refined white essence floats in the upper part of the circular gas field, and there is about a small pool of liquid at the bottom, which is crystal clear.

In the past, when I practiced the breathing technique, I could feel the air inhaled into the mouth entering the cyclone, and I could also feel the refined essence forming a ball of its own and entrenching itself in the center. Unexpectedly, I could clearly see the surge of air now.

Seeing the liquid at the bottom, Zhao Sanbao thought of the monster turning into gray gas. His vision and hearing were improved after the fusion of essence and gray gas. Now there is obviously no gray gas in the gas field, so it should have turned into this pool of liquid after fusion.

Although I don’t know what liquid is? What's the use? At least if you refine it yourself, it will definitely not cause any harm.

When the essence refined by the cyclone stopped entering the Qi field, Zhao Sanbao stopped meditating.

Looking at the brocade bag with concentration, the scene in his mind appeared again. This time, Zhao Sanbao's consciousness locked onto a vial and he meditated on it.

In an instant, there was a small bottle in his hand, with Qi-Reinforcing Pill written on it. I still don’t know how to use the pill. I stared at the small bottle with my consciousness and thought about going in. A small bottle suddenly appeared in my mind. I stared at the small bottle and slowly moved to the big one. Put it on the cabinet.

Zhao Sanbao laughed excitedly, this is a storage bag! I had only seen it in novels in my previous life, but now I can actually own it. Thank you Daozu for blessing me!