Alchemist Sword Sect

The old man was still reading the book with gusto, as if he hadn't heard anything. It seemed that there was Yan Ruyu in the book and the golden house in the book.

Lu Chen waited patiently, but his eyes remained on the old man's book.

After another period of time, Lu Chen looked a little impatient, and left when he wanted to pull his legs.

The old man moved, first closed the book and put it in the counter.

"It's hard to read a book when you get old, but I'm finished reading it." The old man stretched his waist and thought creaky.

"Little brother, are you also interested in my book? Then you have an eye. "Hong Yan Lou" is a good book. The woman Saibi Tianxian described in it can be heard a few times in the world."

The old man seemed to be still reminiscing about the book just now, his face was intoxicated with a wretched smile.

Lu Chen was stunned after hearing this, and then he was speechless. He stared at the book because it had magical powers, and pulled him into it, if it wasn't for his weak consciousness to cut off automatically. He wouldn't be stunned by that connection.

This also shows that the book is terrifying, and now he can know that the old man in front of him is not the one to wait.

"Senior Mingjian, the son of the Orion family, I don't know a word when I first came to Qingyu City. I hope my senior can give me some advice." Lu Chen respectfully paid his respects to the old man from the heart.

The old man took back his previous expression and looked at Lu Chen carefully, as if he was judging the truth or not of what he said. Soon the old man lost his interest and took out the classic book from the counter and threw it to Lu Chen. Then he sat back in his seat, and took the classic book from the counter and looked at it for himself.

Lu Chen took the classic book, but looked at the book in the old man's hand, and found that the feeling of pulling at the beginning was no longer there, but he wanted to come to the classics like Fengchen. After thanking the old man, Turn around and cross his knees to a corner with no one.

The classics are nothing special like others.

Lu Chen touched the classics, the texture was like some beast fur, very comfortable.

He flipped gently with those slightly rough hands, and opened the first page. It did not contain words like the classics that had been flipped before, but rather hieroglyphic paintings.

Lu Chen stared at these paintings, and suddenly felt that after staring at them a little longer, he would know the meaning and how to write them.

In this way, after Lu Chen stared for a quarter of an hour, some of the meaning expressed in the painting was transmitted to Lu Chen.

"It's incredible." Lu Chen exclaimed.

Later, he turned to the second page, and for five or six days in a row, Lu Chen had absorbed the entire book. Although Lu Chen could no longer fast, the energy was still protecting Lu Chen, so before the energy disappeared , Lu Chen would not feel hungry.

Lu Chen closed the book and muttered: It turns out that people here are so easy to read.

This is because Lu Chen had a wrong understanding. In fact, no matter which world, literacy is not easy. This is also because Lu Chen has spiritual knowledge to quickly absorb this knowledge.

The term "classical" represents knowledge and information.

It can be seen by anyone, regardless of race, regardless of Xiu Fan.

Mortal creatures can be seen through the naked eye.

After cultivating spiritual knowledge, the practitioner can also absorb it through the spiritual sense, the speed will be faster, and some difficult knowledge points can be intuitively transferred into the mind of the practitioner through the spiritual sense.

Before the classics, all creatures used the bark to absorb knowledge. After that, a peerless wizard "Classic" was born, who not only cultivated a high level of strength, but also created the essence of creatures that later praised the famous reputation. "classical".

He adopted a concept of pictographic identification and successfully created a masterpiece that he was accustomed to following with a lot of materials.

It is a pity that after he was created, the catastrophe came and he could not get through, only his masterpiece was left...

Lu Chen put the classical in his arms, and now he has understood all the words here, and when he searched for other classical, he was no longer in the fog.

Judging from the bookcase next to him, there are historical records, biological biographies, category identification, etc., from one to many, from morning to night, just like that, Lu Chen spent more than three months here.

More than three months is not long, but not short.

Lu Chen licked his mouth and put down the last book on his hand, seemingly unsatisfied.

But he still read more than 700 classical books, saying that there are not too many, and that there is not much.

If it weren't for him to feel that the time spent here is a bit longer, and there are things to do, he would like to stay here.

He didn't deliberately search for these classics. Any one he caught was the one, and the scattered pieces gathered in his mind the information he wanted to know, a map of the continent.

The place where he lives is called Demon God Continent, a continent that believes in force.

There are one hundred races on this continent...Human races, and local races are the weakest, and they have the fewest numbers, but they spread all over many places.

He was in a remote place in the south, with three major sects nearby, Dangemen, Qi Xuanzong, and Fu Qingguan.

There are several cities under it, and Qingyu City is one of them.

In places like Green Jade City, there are only three races living together, Human Race, Land Race and Orcs.

Creatures on this continent need some unique conditions to cultivate, and there is no one who can cultivate.

And most of the races need to pass the profound body to cultivate, including humans.

They are not like the Tianyuan Continent, but mortals only need to use hard work and some medicinal aids. They rely on hard work over there, and talent here.

But walking together here, even the lowest cultivator is not comparable there.

The monk here is called the monk.

The monk improves his cultivation level by absorbing the unique energy of the Demon God Continent-Demon Qi, and breaks through his own bottleneck to reach a higher level.

...

Lu Chen gradually learned a lot of things in his mind through this multi-hour arrangement.

He believes that through these materials, he can make world-like changes in himself.

He turned around, looked at the other unfinished classics, smiled bitterly, and then walked to the door. Although there are still many useful things that he hasn't seen, these three months of classicism are enough for him to understand many things.

After solving my own affairs, I will always come back.

Lu Chen walked to the door, watching the old man still dizzy and looking at Classical, silently thanking him, slowly took out the Classical book from his arms, carefully placed it on the counter, and then quietly left. .

The streets on West Street are not as noisy as East Street, but there are most of the mansions here, and each house is guarded by several guards.

Nearby, there is a holy pagoda that is famous for, the Three Holy Pagodas.

Here you can provide free testing to people of three races who have never been tested.

There are not many people in the Three Sacred Pagoda, but all adults who are 15 years old in this neighborhood have been tested. Although there are more than one, there are not many.

Fifteen years old is the best age. Before that, the practice was very slow, like a snail, and the rate of practice afterwards was more than a hundred times faster than before.

Lu Chen is one of them. He is too old to tell. But since he came to this continent, he feels that he is a lot younger, and his bone age has also reversed to the time when he was not practicing. He was just fifteen years old.

There is not much space inside. The first thing you see when you walk in is a spring, from which star-like water drops flow out.

Standing next to him stood five young men of the same age, three men and two women. Behind them were a few middle-aged people, who must have been brought out for baptism by their elders.

One of the women wore a special dress, with a jet-black dress and a black veil on her face, which made people unable to distinguish her appearance.

"Three minutes for each person, after one person goes in, the next person will follow." The black woman spoke to everyone.

"Yes, saint." The young people, including the middle-aged ones behind, said solemnly, seemingly afraid to disrespect them.

The black woman turned out to be a saint. Lu Chen thought he was also a member of the test. He thought that the test should be an old man.

This is really not to blame him, the old Fang and the old man in Dianpei Pavilion before this have made him have a preconceived illusion.

The first one to enter was a man who looked more shy, and he looked nervous.

The elders behind patted his shoulder lightly, motioning him to relax and baptize.

The man clenched his fists and stepped quickly towards the spring's eye, where the spring water miraculously gathered at him.

I saw that the spring formed a waterfall, covering the man. At this time, a minute later, the spring slowly stopped pouring more water.

Three minutes later, the man walked out with a trace of excitement. The magical thing was that there was no trace of soaking on his body.

"Congratulations to this fellow Daoist, although it is only the most common profound-passing body, it is enough to embark on the path of that monk," the saint said to the man.

The body of Tongxuan is also divided into three levels, upper, middle and lower. Spring water is inferior for one minute, medium for two minutes, and superior for more than three minutes.

The level of this system also affects the speed of cultivation in the future.

This spring looks like water, but in fact it is some special magic energy, it can quickly detect whether the person on it has a body of profound understanding.

The man returned to the middle-aged man with that excitement.

The middle-aged man is also relieved.

Now he has no worries about no one to succeed.

The middle-aged man was named Wei, and the shy man passed was his son.

Before him, even he was born as a monk and passed down from his ancestors to eight generations. He didn't want his son to be a mortal.

"Your grandpa, Azu will be very happy to hear that."

Just like that, everyone went in again, except Lu Chen.

But the people behind didn't know what was going on, except that the woman was an inferior Tong Xuan, no one else.

After arriving at Lu Chen, he went straight in with every hesitation.

At the same time, there was a trace of hope in my heart.

The spring eyes were very realistic, and after three minutes, they didn't gather by his side.

Lu Chen looked disappointed and could only say goodbye to this place regretfully.

Come with hope, leave disappointed when you leave.

In the Liuque Mansion, Lu Chen casually asked someone after he went back, and found that no one had looked for him. He was a little confused. Even if he didn't wait to see him, he wouldn't have to ask him for more than three months.

It was only after the explanation by that person that they had gone to perform the next task.

There is only one butler who is responsible for managing the mansion.

Lu Chen went back to the room and lay on the bed, with nothing to do all night. He didn't know how much time he had left. He felt that the energy in him was almost unable to sustain him. He felt a little eager to move. Disappear.