Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 186

After laughing for a while, the old man led Zhou Xun to a corner on the fourth floor, which led to the fifth floor.

On the fifth floor, there are pre-Qin alchemy, immortal Taoist books, and many magic books.

These native techniques are quite different from those known by Zhou Xun himself, and it can be seen from all aspects.

Therefore, the Taoism practiced by Zhou Xun in the Immortal Territory has to be revised little by little, and re-deduced with reference to the local Taoism in this world.

"Has "Ways Outside the World" ever been borrowed?"

Zhou Xun asked.

In the stairwell, the old man was struggling to climb the stairs. At some point, he had an old oil lamp in his hand, lighting a flame.

Hearing this, he answered out of breath.

"This book has been there for too long, and it's a miscellaneous travelogue. Whoever can borrow it on the fifth floor is not going to go to the Taoist book, and even the outdated alchemy is rarely read, let alone this kind of travelogue ? No one will read it except you, Mr. Zhou.”

"I think this travel note is a bit interesting, and the author, Mi Dafang, is also a wonderful person. His prose travel notes are full of rhythm, but it's a pity that I don't have the chance to see them."

Zhou Xun felt a little regretful.

"Hehe, old man Mi Dafang doesn't recognize him. You can ask Immortal Bailu. He has read all the books here, and most of them can tell the history."

"Then it's time to ask for advice."

"It's been half a year since I saw the two immortals last time. I don't know if the two have wandered around again?"

There are two Earth Immortals living in seclusion in Luming Academy, one is Bailu Immortal and the other is Qingshui Immortal.

The academy was founded by them, and Luming Academy is the place where these two lived in seclusion.

"arrive."

The old man pushed open the door, and the sun was shining brightly from above, illuminating the dark stairwell.

When he was on the road, he turned around and went downstairs. When passing by, the old man seemed to suddenly remember and said.

"Last night, the two immortals received a woman in purple, named Zixuan. She doesn't look like a native of the Central Plains. They are still waiting for you, sir!"

After finishing speaking, the old man hunched over, tremblingly, and slowly walked down, protecting an old oil lamp with a copper base that flickered on and off.

"Zixuan...Thank you, old man!"

Regardless of whether he heard it or not, Zhou Xun had already entered the fifth floor.

There are even fewer bookshelves on the fifth floor, only a few, and the bookshelves are not full, and they are scattered here and there, about one or two hundred volumes.

Not all are manuscripts, but some are originals.

Because of the different ages, the original carrier of the technique is rather chaotic.

Wired bound version, this kind of copy is mostly copied by later generations, and most of them have annotations from predecessors, which is suitable for newcomers to contact.

Of course, there are also relatively recent original texts that are recorded on paper, although the paper may be very special, such as the bamboo paper of some spirit bamboos, and the paper made of the bark of some dryads.

Some were scrolls of parchment, tied with ties and placed in corners.

Some were recorded on stone tablets, and all of them were carried back.

Some are written on the leaves, and the writing material of Buddhist scriptures called bay leaves is one kind.

Some are golden books and jade books, and some are made of jade.

There are local dialects and characters inscribed on the bronze tripod.

There are also all murals, but the whole murals and several inches thick wall skin are peeled off and brought back.

There are not many people who can come to the fifth floor on weekdays, so it looks more peaceful.

Zhou Xun took a few steps, took down the wooden latch, and opened a window.

The light outside was very good, and the room was suddenly brightened, and it could be seen that there were granular dust suspended in the air.

With a wave of the long sleeves, a gust of wind blows out, swirls, and turns around here, turning around the ceiling, the ground, the bookshelves, and all kinds of dark corners, and finally accumulates too much water. The dusty whirlwind that turned into a faint yellow floated out of the window under Zhou Xun's gaze.

It will float all the way to where no one is, and disperse the dust.

"Every time I see Zhou Daoyou's technique, I always feel like I'm looking at the True Monarch of the Upper Realm."

At some point, a plain-looking eight-year-old girl leaned against the door frame and watched for an unknown amount of time.

There was a shining color on her clothes, which dyed the room with a layer of color.

"Immortal Bailu praised it absurdly, but it's just a small magic spell for summoning the wind."

Zhou Xun picked out a brick-thick tome from the bookshelf with ease, and stroked the spine of the book without taking it down, just asking casually.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know about this "Ways Beyond Things"?"

"Ok?"

Bai Luxian was a little surprised, and didn't understand why he asked about a miscellaneous book of travel notes.

"This is written by Mi Dafang. He was originally a wanderer in the mortal world, and he enjoyed traveling in the mountains and rivers in his life. Later, he got good luck somewhere and entered Taoism by chance. He has nothing to say, only this travel note was found by him back then. Please include it here. In the past 20 years, you are the only one who is willing to read it."

"I put my heart into this travel note, but it's a pity that it's not a serious Taoist book. Most of the people who can go to the fifth floor to read the book are warlocks in the academy, or pre-warlocks. Which one is not for the alchemy and Taoism books on the bookshelf? It's dusty."

Those who are qualified to practice the law are called preparatory warlocks. They usually need considerable talent. Not everyone can do it. Talent like Zhou Xun is mediocre. It may not be possible to successfully cultivate the current Taoism.

When a preparatory warlock has mastered his first spell, he is called a warlock.

There are commonly used spells on the bookshelf, including the Cleaning Clothes Curse, the Rain Rain Curse, the Exhaling Wind Curse, and the Rain-seeking Curse...

The practice of each spell is not so easy, there are many ways.

The incantations, seals, mental methods, rhythms, steps, taboos, etc. of the spells are all clearly recorded. Even the very common clean clothes spell has a book full of [-] words explaining it.

The two immortals wrote all these spells into a book, compiled them completely, and listed a set of about [-] volumes of teaching materials, including all the spells for warlocks from the beginning to the master.

There is an entire bookshelf over there full of related books.

All the preparatory sorcerers in the academy who have obtained the qualifications to practice spells, accompanied by their teachers, will come here to choose the first spell they have mastered.

After all, a warlock is not a Taoist, let alone a fairy. To master a small spell, it takes three days to ten days to get started no matter how quickly.

"This "Happy Things" is not just a travelogue!"

The girl came over, waved her hand, and the book flew off the shelf and fell into her white hands.

"Turn to the first page, Yongxi Bachuan, is it implying the flow of essence of the eight meridians, implying the method of personal cultivation?"

"Look at the second page, the third page, until the ninth page. In addition to the general outline on the first page, the next eight pages describe the method of promoting qi in each channel."

"It is not only talking about geography and hydrology, but also referring to the eight extraordinary meridians of the human body."

(End of this chapter)