Chapter 318

Kunlun Mountain has gone to contact with other holy places of cultivation and Xianshan school to prepare for a fierce attack on evil spirits, vowing to quell the turmoil at the beginning, but with the world's communication and traffic level, I don't know how many months later I will go. After all, in such cases, there has just been a conflict, and evil spirits must also be staring at Kunlun mountain. The paper crane sends messages and flies Pigeons and other means of delivering books must not be available. [

because of Anyang's relationship, the four people were arranged in a bamboo house behind the fairy roof of Yunmeng. The surrounding environment was quiet and quiet, and no one bothered under the arrangement of Kunlun headmaster. Only the occasional singing of immortals, birds and beasts and the sound of high mountain waterfalls falling from a hundred meters high, Hula seemed to clean the dust in the heart, but it was really a good place.

The decoration of the bamboo house is also very elegant. Most of the famous calligraphy and paintings are plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, water, ink and landscape. There are also the authentic works left by the predecessors of Kunlun in this retreat. Each word contains a wonderful Tao Yun. When they gaze at it, they seem to be able to suck people in. They forget the flow of time unconsciously. They only feel the subtle meaning, which makes people sigh wonderful It is also of great help to practice.

and even if the environment is abandoned, Kunlun mountain is a famous monastic place in the world. It is located on the spiritual world. It can be seen as the essence of the world. Especially the best aura of Yunmeng's Fairy top is the practice of spiritual cultivation.

It's just that the bamboo house is not big and the four people live in a bit crowded.

In the Sutra Pavilion.

Anyang is looking at a secret Sutra. It's not too shocking. It's not enough to describe ten lines at a glance. It's just one page at a time. The whole process seems to be in continuous turning, and his hands are also very fast. Ordinary people are afraid that they haven't seen the words on this page yet, and he's flipped over quickly.

For a long time, no one has paid attention to the old bookshelves with a faint sense of decay. The rapid sound of turning over books makes this place no longer quiet.

The keeper of the Sutra Pavilion is an old Taoist who has passed the ancient times. He is not in a high position. He doesn't know whether he is a hermit like Zhong. He only knows that his turbid eyes are full of astonishment. Looking at the venerable person of the supreme elder, he seems to be making a meaningless joke.

But everyone knows that it can't be a joke. For one thing, the Sutra Pavilion in Kunlun Mountain is not a stall selling comic books on the road in the real world. I don't know how many people dream of coming here to read the Sutra. No one will be bored to do meaningless things here. Secondly, Anyang has an extraordinary identity. The old Taoist knows it and is not bored to this extent. Three, Anyang and other actions have lasted for four days. They spend at least ten hours every day in the Sutra Pavilion. They are all the same. They are constantly turning books. They are constantly turning books. They don't even know if they can see the contents clearly.

Lao Dao once doubted whether this "elder" was looking up something or looking for something, but if he wanted to come so fast, he could only see a few words with a great power

as for whether Anyang was reading, he would not dare to think. If someone had such a fast reading, he would not be different from the immortal. If someone had such a strong memory, he would think What do you want to burn all the secret scriptures of Kunlun for thousands of years into his mind? It's terrible to think about it. The old Taoist priest tried to report it to the head of Kunlun and the elder Taishang. But after a long time of hiding behind the door, they still didn't know what Anyang wanted to do. No, they didn't know, but the idea was so terrible that no one dared to think about it It's just a letter. In the end, it can only be used as what he is looking up. At least this reason is more acceptable.

Anyang ignored them and continued to do his own great work of copying books.

Did he see clearly? Naturally, he didn't. with such a fast speed, all he could see was the immortal Da Luo. Even though his reaction and constitution were far from ordinary people, he could only see a few words.

But he's got a cheat chip, a personal biochip.

He only needs to pass the picture in front of his eyes and focus on it. Like a high focus camera, the biochip will cut off the pictures he sees, and then save them in the database. When the CPU is free, it will convert the pictures into pictures and text, and process the cut pictures, and scan them one by one into words.

In the real world, the fastest continuous shooting rate of ordinary SLR cameras can reach about eight per second, maybe even higher, and the professional high continuous shooting camera can even capture pictures or take continuous shooting in a millionth of a second. Limited by the hardware conditions, the biochip is not so exaggerated, but there is no problem to deal with this book like picture capture.

So he's not looking at it with the naked eye, but he's scanning it with a picture scanner. Naturally, it's not comparable to people's reading.

Just like a person can't write faster than a laser printer.

In fact, after reading so much, Anyang didn't know what he had read.

He just rubs the materials of Kunlun Mountain Sutra Pavilion one after another with the help of high-tech cheating device. Naturally, in the eyes of outsiders, this process is a random rummage.

Indeed, a few pages a second, an average of one minute is an ancient book, 60 books an hour, sometimes faster. After all, the ancient books in this world are limited to paper materials, often not too thick. There are more than a thousand books in a day. Apart from reading books, there seems to be no explanation in this world.For a long time, Anyang stopped to stretch and rubbed his eyes. He felt very sore and his brain was a little swollen. He could not help sighing.

"It seems that my physical fitness is still too low to keep up with the complicated processing ability like today. Like a computer, I can play games with full performance for several hours, and the mainframe will always burn, tut. I really need to improve my physical fitness and mental ability when I have time."

"Well, it's already noon."

Anyang just felt a little hungry, so he felt a can out of the air, so he used his fingers to pry it open, put it in his mouth randomly, and prepared to finish eating before fighting.

At the beginning, the old Taoist who told the fate of heaven stood outside the window, and took back his eyes silently for a long time. His eyes were no longer as shocked as they had been.

In recent days, several elders of Taishang always take time to see what Anyang, the "great power elder", is looking for, and gradually becomes numb. Whether it's the flipping degree of his seemingly mischievous books, the hand that he doesn't know whether it's the heaven and earth in his sleeve or the skill that draws traces of clouds to take things out of the air, or the strangeness of Anyang's taking things out of the air.

Looking at the bottom of Anyang's can, he seems to have not eaten enough. He quickly takes out another bag of roast chicken and puts it into his mouth. It's more and more delicious. The old man can't help thinking about what is worth his hard work in Kunlun Sutra Pavilion

but he certainly can't figure out. It's the books in this sutra pavilion that Anyang didn't find Tens of thousands, even he has not seen many.

The old Taoist sniffed his nose. He felt that his Valley breaking skill, which he had been practising for many years, was almost unbearable. He had to turn around quietly and leave.

It's really fragrant. Anyang didn't call out the armor or open the infrared detection system. It's natural that he can't detect the approaching of such a few hundred year old monster. I think he can't control it. There are so many precious ancient books here. Many of them can cause a lot of blood and blood. Many people can't finish reading them all their lives. He can't bring them into the market without taking time It was not until night that the sun would be out of sight, that he put down his book.

"Today is the fourth day, about three days. In three days, I can print nearly ten thousand books here in the form of pictures into the database."

In seven days, we will sift out some useless or useless books, discard some books that are not directly helpful to the cultivation of Buddhism, and the rest are classics. He finished copying the precious books of Kunlun Mountain for thousands of years in seven days, and said that no one would believe them. It was precisely because no one would believe them, and the old people did not believe them, that he was allowed to come here.

After all, they have lived for hundreds of years to see how much, how long Anyang can stay here, even if it can be seen at a glance and never forget, and how much can be recorded

exhale

Anyang has a long breath of relief, Haosheng massages the acupoints around the eyes, has a rest, and then looks out.

The old way of guarding the Sutra pavilion has been enlightened. He looks at him from time to time, as if to see when he will leave. If there are disciples who are always ordered to read books in the Sutra Pavilion, he will have been driven away by customers so late. However, for the mysterious Anyang, he dare not be reckless and can only wait in silence.

Biochip acquired the right to access the five senses of the body long ago. This time, it is a direct call. His eyes are almost blinking with high intensity and high attention operation. The natural load is huge, even higher than the requirements of brain power. Needless to say, ordinary people just focus on a certain object, and they will be tired soon, and he can guarantee high While capturing pictures with high quality, there is not much rest time in the whole day. You can imagine the difficulty and intensity.

So the rest took a long time.

It was late at night when we went out.

Fortunately, now the physique is too hard, such as backache is impossible, otherwise the pain will go to a higher level.

At dusk, the magnificent sunset at a height of ten thousand meters missed him, but just met the stars and rivers. Kunlun is an excellent place to observe the stars and the moon. The bright, profound and strange sky above the black screen is enough to fascinate the perceptual people. Not only the Milky way and constellations, but also the nebulae millions of light-years away can be seen clearly and feel smaller.

The starry sky has always been the most profound and charming, often symbolizing dreams and memories. It's illusory and illusory, but it's also attracting people to pursue. For thousands of years, countless people know that they can't touch it, they can't reach it. They know that they can't pick any one of them even if they're exhausted in their lives, but they still rush for it and do everything for it.

Maybe in a dream, you can reach the other side of the Milky way. In this way, Kunlun Mountain is not only the best place to observe the stars and the moon, but also the best place to divine the sky, as well as the role of cultivating nature, exploring self and life. It's no wonder that most Kunlun disciples are humble and indifferent. Facing the vast stars and boundless clouds all day long, everyone will realize that they are small. 8