Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Li Xin went to wait outside the temporary camp of the wind elves alone.

It didn't take long for Mia to come over dressed in a clean white outfit.

"Brother Li Xin, how long have you been waiting?"

In the face of such a beautiful elf, who talks to you and is gentle, everyone has to be happy.

"Not long after, I just arrived."

"Alright, let's go."

The two walked all the way through the village, and Mia specially reminded: "Don't say anything when you get there, just leave it to me." "

Okay."

They didn't stop until they came to the house, which was guarded by an elder.

I saw Mia walk in front of the other party and whispered a few words.

The latter looked at Li Xin with a scrutinizing gaze.

After a moment, he spoke, "For the sake of the saint's face, you can go in."

But you must not take any of the ancient books out without permission, let alone any damage, understand?

"Understood." Li Xin respectfully returned the salute.

Seeing that his attitude was quite sincere, the elder was not too embarrassed.

"Okay, give you an hour, whether you find the content you want to see or not, you have to come out."

In this way, Li Xin was able to enter it.

When he pushed the door open, it wasn't as he thought, like the Scripture Pavilion in the novel.

Instead, there were several tables, on which about a dozen rings were placed in an orderly manner.

I don't think the druids will build a house to store their ancient books for the major elves.

Li Xin did not waste time, stepped forward and grabbed a ring and put it in his hand, and his mind was connected to it.

As a result, he was suddenly shocked by the situation.

In a small ring space, books are neatly placed.

It's not like the Terran paper, it's all made of animal-like skins.

As a rough estimate, there are at least a hundred copies in a ring.

Li Xin hurriedly looked up from it to see if there was anything useful.

Who knows, after he turned over the entire vows, all of them were similar titles as follows:

"The Self-cultivation of the Holy Maiden", "On How to Believe in the Gods More Devotionally", "As a Holy Maiden, How to Lead More Believers to Become Bigger and Stronger, and Create Glory Again"...

Make a mistake, come again!

Li Xin felt that it must be the wind elves who also classified all kinds of ancient books, so the first ring was full of this kind of thing.

When he picked up the second ring, the whole person was even more uneasy.

"Discussion on how to make our population stronger", "Which ZS is more conducive to hitting in one hit", "On the physical conditions that are more suitable for the wind elf clan several times a month"...

Li Xin: ???

Good guys, are the ancient historical books preserved by the elves so comprehensive?

Even the little treatise on the enlarged reproduction of race, which was handed down from I don't know how many years ago, is there?

Li Xin suddenly felt that these books were more suitable for Minan, a stupid young man.

The provincial ran in the middle of the night to find the girl he liked, and he, the president, had to worry about following him to take a look.

Spit and complain, but the books inside the ring are obviously useless.

Li Xin had no choice but to bite the bullet and pick up the third ring.

There were a dozen of them, and he didn't believe they were all of them.

When the mind communicates into the ring space, even the old driver can't help but blush a little.

"Spring Festival Picture", "The Most Complete Action Book", "Analysis of Difficult Actions"...

Li Xin was speechless.

He had just flipped through them one by one in order to prevent any useful books from being overlooked.

It turned out to be good, and all of them were illustrated in this way, without exception.

Nima, do you wind elves want to be so persistent?

Is this kind of thing really good to put in a precious ring?

Don't you want to be so concerned about the major events of racial reproduction, hey!

When Li Xin finally calmed down, he didn't have confidence in the rest of the ring.

But what Mia said last night was correct.

Because the elves have no quarrel in this forest, many books can be preserved.

For other races, it is not necessarily possible to have such a comprehensive "historical document".

Fortunately, in the ring at the back, there is no discussion of reproduction.

But there is still not much useful information.

Li Xin watched several in a row, but he didn't see any valuable content.

As time ticks by, there isn't much left of the one-hour deadline.

At this time, his eyes finally lit up.

"What is this?"

Li Xin didn't say a word, and took out the parchment of the book titled "The Truth About the Buried" from the many books in the ring.

The book is thick and bound with several layers of sheepskin.

As you can tell from the cover, the book has been around for many years.

Also written on it is the name of the author: 3rd High Priest of the Wind Elves, Milan.

Seeing this scene, Li Xin couldn't wait to turn to the second page.

He didn't read a few lines before he was shocked by what it contained.

This book is about the original god war.

The content is not complicated and it is easy to read.

He read it from beginning to end, and found that most of the records in it were very different from what people and gods said.

This also indirectly proves its real reliability.

In addition to this, the book also contains speculation about the origin of the undead.

The Divine War of the year, for the major races, was actually a war of resistance against the undead natural disaster.

The tragic ending of the end can be imagined.

This high priest named Milan guessed that the undead race was not a race native to the Heavenly Continent.

It's more like a kind of being born after being polluted by an alien mysterious force.

They also believe in the gods.

It's just not the same kind as the other gods.

Of course, these are not the most shocking.

When Li Xin turned to the last page, he saw that there was a line of words with graffiti behind it.

That's right, a whole page.

The content of the jargon is as follows

: "I suspect that it seems that all the gods worshiped by the elves now are the same ************"

Li Xin: !!

If you don't have a certain understanding of them, you may not be able to understand what they mean.

But the problem is, Li Xin understands.

And I heard it from the most orthodox gods of the Heavenly Continent.

He didn't know why this sentence ended abruptly here, and why everything that followed was erased.

But with the hint of this half-sentence, some kind of conjecture has been born in Li Xin's mind.

"Do you say..."

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