Dao fruit.

"Someone is here again."

The scholars in the posthouse also noticed Qiu Yan, and many of them chatted in low voices.

"Look at that, it's probably another one who came over to eat and drink."

"At this time, there are still people coming."

"The people outside don't know that Miss Song has already set a target, so of course they want to come in and try their luck."

……

Qiu Yan ignored the discussion and followed the documents to a room.

"Mr. Qiu, you should stay here temporarily. My lady will occasionally come to take homework exams. If you want to review your knowledge, you can go to the library in the backyard. As for the three meals, you have to go to the tavern opposite." The secretary instructed a few words, Then leave.

"Do you still need to take school knowledge homework?"

Recalling the scene in the courtyard of the post house, and thinking about what happened two years ago, Qiu Yan made a guess, but felt extremely absurd.

"Forget it, since we're here, there's no need for so many. The most urgent task right now is to collect information about King Tongshan, and it's best to find him."

With a plan in mind, his thoughts gradually opened up, and then he tidied up the room, smelling a faint smell of paint and fuel.

"This room should be newly built."

Shaking his head, he pushed the door out.

"Whether it's collecting information or looking for someone, you can't act too hastily, let alone blindly, and you have to consider the situation on the deity's side. Well, you might as well go and look at the collection of books in the post house first, maybe you will find something unexpected."

When Qiu Yan came to the library in the backyard, he was surprised to find that the library was much larger than he had imagined. As soon as he walked in, the room was filled with the fragrance of ink, and rows of tall bookshelves were in order. Walk and sit, or shuttle among them, or stop to check.

"This library is huge!"

After a word of emotion, Qiu Yan felt that this post house was too weird.

"These books are divided into categories, carefully planned and classified. Many of the books in it are things I have never read before. It is a surprise."

He noticed that someone was bending over his desk in the corner of the library, obviously copying books.

With a slight smile, Qiu Yan took out a book and read it carefully.

This reading lasted for two hours, and it was not until the scene was disturbed by a loud noise that I came back to my senses.

"Why is it so noisy outside?"

A voice sounded from the side: "Those are back."

Qiu Yan followed the sound and saw that the speaker was a scholar in his twenties, with a pale complexion and a thin body. He was copying books in a corner just now, and was about to put the handwritten books back on the shelf.

Qiu Yan asked, "Who are you referring to?"

The man glanced at Qiu Yan and said: "Fang Ziyan, Gu Yanzhi and other talents, they, together with the marsh man prince, are regular guests of Jiedushi's seat, you are new here, stay here for a few days, We will know about these people, and if there is no accident, Miss Song's husband-in-law is one of them."

Bang!

At this moment, the door of the library was suddenly pushed open, and three or four people were seen entering in a file, all of them were extraordinary. , each has its own merits.

As soon as they entered, the clerk who was guarding the door of the library greeted them, bowing and saluting.

"They are not something we can get in touch with," the thin scholar who spoke earlier shook his head, "The daughter of the Jiedu envoy is not something we can expect, but it is rare to be able to take the opportunity to transcribe a few books."

After finishing the words, he took out a Six Classics Annotation from the bookshelf, walked to the side, sat down, and continued to copy.

Qiu Yan also looked away, read the book in his hand with peace of mind, and ignored the movement in the library. After a while, he was immersed in the article and exuded an air of literary thinking.

"Brother Fang, look at that person." On the other side, the two leaders seemed to have sensed something and noticed Qiu Yan.

The person known as Brother Fang nodded and said: "Not arrogant or impetuous, he is a seed of reading, with the demeanor of my childhood when I was studying. If I can persevere, maybe I will achieve something."

Another person laughed and said, "You're flattering him and comparing yourself to yourself. I heard that Brother Fang poured water into the grinder to practice calligraphy when he was young, and used up a whole jar of water. Good words for ghosts and gods..."

"Brother Gu was joking. In terms of writing, how many people in the entire Jiannan Road can match you? You are a teacher from a famous teacher..."

The two complimented each other, then each took a few books and left.

Qiu Yan had no interest in what the two said, and he had no intention of getting involved. For the next few days, he sometimes read books in the library, and sometimes went out to explore, but Wuxin City was full of soldiers and full of masculinity. It is inconvenient to travel, so it has little effect.

………………

The sea of ​​clouds and floating mountains, one of which is full of maple leaves.

In the forest on the mountain stood an attic. In the attic, Tang Lai was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, with a tranquil and peaceful aura rippling around his body.

suddenly!

A ray of light flew in from the window and hit Tang Lai directly on the forehead.

He opened his eyes suddenly, with a flash of brilliance in his eyes, and the peaceful atmosphere was suddenly shattered, replaced by violent thoughts.

"The ancestor finally responded! Good! The scholar and the monsters gathered together, the meeting of wind and clouds, the encounter of dragons and tigers, it's time to go and cut off the bondage of demons! One cut to seek the way!"

After the words fell, he got up and took a step, walked out of the attic, and then pinched his fingerprints.

boom!boom!boom!

The whole mountain shook, and the top of the mountain sank, slowly sinking into the sea of ​​clouds...

………………

the other side.

Feeling the changes in the divine body, the deity himself felt the changes in his body, and stars appeared in his heart one by one, a total of three thousand!

In the center of the stars, the pool of the gods has nearly doubled in size, and a bookshelf is suspended above it, with a volume of books on it, revealing the atmosphere of history.

"In a few days, it saved decades of effort!"

Beside the god himself, there are two figures——

The white light on Bai Wenpan's divine body became brighter and brighter, while Huang Jue shed the foreign divine body and condensed a body by himself. Although the brilliance was dim, it restored its foundation.

These two gods have gained a lot of benefits in the past few days, which is of great benefit to the Shinto.

"The absorption of pure thoughts is almost at its limit. If it continues, the remaining thoughts will not be enough to open the ruins."

The deity of the god opened his eyes and sent out a thought.

Bai Wenpan and Huang Jue's hearts were shocked, and they both woke up from the silence. They understood the meaning of the idea and showed regret, but they did not dare to defy.

"You go back to Netherland first, there are too many variables to stay here." The deity said, raised his hand and grabbed it, and got an extra illusory tome, which absorbed Bai Wenpan and Huang Jue.

After doing this, he kept pinching his handprints with his hands, and a ball of divine power in his body burned up and wasted rapidly.

"Before opening the ruins, you must first try the method of summoning the gods. If it fails, it will be bad."

When the thought fell, a ball of blue light suddenly burst out from the hand of the deity, and spread like a curtain, and then a person walked out of it.

This is a woman, dressed in a tight fit, outlining graceful curves, long hair hanging down her waist, her neck and hands are exposed, her skin is fair, her face is sharp and angular, her phoenix eyes and red lips, but there is a hint of charm.