In fact, Zifeng doesn't know that if ordinary disciples go to the library, they can only enter the first floor. If the visitor is an elder, the third floor can't stay for more than three hours. But there seems to be no limit for Zifeng at this moment. Since they appeared, they have never appeared again, with the meaning of letting Zifeng check.
This has never happened.
But the time of the day slipped quietly. Until Dongfang Qing came out of the five finger prison, they still didn't see Zifeng's figure. They couldn't help complaining, "where did Wu Zifeng go? He clearly promised others to come later, and then where did he go?" This is obviously aimed at old Fu.
Although Tang Yun didn't open his mouth, his hot eyes also looked at Fu Lao. After going through things in the morning, a subtle relationship slowly filled the air. It seems that if you poke it gently, it will drip water
Fu Lao turned around and responded with a smile“ Zifeng has gone to the library. He doesn't know when he will come back. Why, this time five finger prison. So soon? "
When the runes around the winding can not be untied within a incense stick, they will be eliminated and thrown out of the five finger prison.
"Don't mention it. If I didn't want to wait for Wu Zifeng, I would stick to it for two days." With a wave of hands, Dongfang Qing sat down directly, poured a glass of water and drank it fiercely. Posture and gluten as like as two peas.
Tang Yun sat over and said, "library Pavilion, what is Zifeng doing there?" After entering the Fu clan, almost everyone I know told Tang Yun that the most boring and valuable place in the Fu clan belongs to the library. If you want to practice, there is no skill, not even the value of experience. It's just a pile of broken books.
However, when Tang Yun studied deeply, he was surprised to find that every Fuzong disciple had not been to the library, but just echoed others and hearsay.
Fu Lao spread his hands, "it's estimated that you should ask him about it. I don't know what's in his head. I'm afraid I have to stay inside these days. "I nodded slightly. After seeing the situation in the library, the number of days is only a conservative number.
He nodded heavily, "brother Zifeng, of course, can't be compared with others. What he has in his mind is all big things!" Qin Yao said solemnly.
Tang Yun thought about it
Sometimes, let alone Fu Lao, even those who get along with him day and night don't know what Chu Zifeng is thinking.
In the library Pavilion, the outer layer of the book, which is defined as a roll of broken books, is wrapped with a layer of light spiritual power. It can completely isolate books from the outside air, so as to maximize the life of books!
Of course, every book Zifeng reads will also be known by those who exert spiritual power.
At the moment, in a dark room, the previous two people were like two pieces of rotten wood, and there was no breath of life. Staring at a virtual shadow condensed by spiritual force in the void, you can have a panoramic view of every move of neutron wind in the virtual shadow.
But Zifeng didn't blindly plunge his head into the books in front of him, but roughly read the age recorded in the books on the third floor. From top to bottom, desire comes and approaches. The records on the third floor are all about 8000 years ago. The middle floor is 4000 to 8000 years ago. The first floor is about 4000 years ago.
He shook his head, glanced directly over the first and second floors, and Zifeng walked straight towards the third floor. The two people watching this scene were surprised. If they were just a teenager, why would they be interested in what happened ten thousand years ago? Is the guess just now true. That little beast is really a white tiger, one of the four beasts in ancient times?
After swallowing a breath and eliminating the complexity in the sea, Zifeng sat on the ground. He believed that the religious history of Fuzong would not specifically list one about the four ancient beasts, but what Zifeng had to do was to find clues between the lines and explore the news of the four ancient beasts from the nearly 1000 books on the third floor.
At present, each of these books is made up by various fumen scattered in the sects. Every 100 years, they will record the events that have happened in the past 100 years, and then send them to Fuzong for sealing. I dare not say that Fuzong has done the best in dealing with this matter in the whole sects.
It was thought that there were few records of the ancient four beasts in Zong history, but Zifeng was shocked by just opening a book. As like as two peas said, ten thousand years ago, the ancient four animals prevailed for a while, and there was a common name for the warriors, which was called the mysterious sky, and there was no one in front of the five points.
At first, Zifeng still held the attitude of searching, but looking at it, he was deeply immersed in the history of ten thousand years ago. One book after another, once the spiritual power is stretched, the derived way is applied to the extreme by Zifeng in an instant, and a thick book will be clearly printed in Zifeng's mind in less than half a column of incense.
However, Zifeng just looked at it mechanically, but there was no association or thinking. It seemed that the time was not ripe.
Let the book slip from his hand, Zifeng's eyebrows wrinkle deeper and deeper. It seems that there are not only a secret but many secrets hidden between the lines. One of the amazing secrets seems to be hidden among the three most mentioned in the book.
Fire God, Kunlun God, and sea god!
Since the war with cholera ten thousand years ago, all religious histories point to one point, that is, all three people fell. But he didn't want to. It was this one that made Zifeng confused.
Once cholera was eliminated, it was broken and the people could not make a living. It was at the time of all waste, but the only remaining faith was forcibly erased. Faith, for people with broken mountains and rivers, can reshape great faith. Zifeng doesn't believe it. Those high sect Presbyterians don't know this.
You know, behind the fall of each legend, there will be more legends. Because of the memory of the three gods, many versions will be born. Just as Zifeng just defeated millions of demon families, Xuantian's stories about Zifeng have hundreds of versions.
But after the war, it seems that everyone lost their memory collectively. Just a simple mention, cholera was eliminated. After that, the four ancient beasts that had been appearing frequently also disappeared, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.
A gap surfaced.
He closed the last book in his hand and Zifeng stood up slowly
A rustling sound seemed to be the long sigh of ten thousand years of time falling from the body and splashing under the feet.