Transmigrating into a book: God-level enlightenment, the beginning of the great perfection of divine

The two of them were busy, and the two of them were busy.

Beichen Academy, Mianshulou.

This place is located in the deepest part of Beichen Academy, backed by high mountains and surrounded by green bamboos. The environment is quiet and peaceful, with few people disturbing it. It is a good place to enjoy yourself in your spare time.

Wutong and the other person led Lin Ze through a bamboo forest path and arrived at the gate of Mianshulou.

"This is it." Wutong pushed open the door of Mianshulou, and the action was as casual as returning to his own home.

Lin Ze nodded and stepped into Mianshulou.

What caught his eye were neatly arranged bookshelves filled with all kinds of books.

He came to a bookshelf and first flipped through the books on it.

"Dream Stream Essays", "Zhen Yu Notes", "Haoran Zhengqi Shuo"...

They are all essays and miscellaneous notes, not exercises.

Seeing this, Wutong said casually.

"This first floor is all some ancient sages' works and famous masters' notes collected by Zhang Tong."

"It's not good to look at, even for fun, I think it's too long-winded."

Obviously, Wutong has visited the Mianshulou more than once.

Xia Qinghe glanced at Wutong dimly, "I have been in the academy for six years, and I haven't been here once..."

Wutong's expression froze, and he laughed quickly, "Haha... I also took the wrong road that day and happened to come here once."

"Just that one time, I discovered Zhang Tong's secret, Xiaohe, isn't it a coincidence?"

Wutong looked so lucky, you should praise me.

As she spoke, her eyes were still glancing at Lin Ze.

Xia Qinghe was speechless.

Lin Ze flipped through a few books and found that they were indeed just ordinary miscellaneous notes, so he went straight to the second floor.

The bookshelf on the second floor was also filled to the brim, neatly arranged in front of Lin Ze.

Needless to say, looking at the neat and large amount of books that looked like free cabbages, most of the books on the second floor were collected by scholars.

As expected, Lin Ze flipped through a few books, all of which were poems and songs, occasionally mixed with a few scrolls of ancient paintings.

Lin Ze went straight to the third floor.

At the door of the third floor, Zhang Tong set up a mysterious ban to prevent others from entering.

Anyone who dared to force his way into the door of the third floor would be attacked by the ban even if he was in the same realm of the ninth level of the acquired divine realm!

Of course, Lin Ze was not included.

Lin Ze just waved his hand.

A mysterious force broke through the shackles of the ban and annihilated it into nothingness!

This made Wutong, who had been paying attention to Lin Ze since she reached the third floor, wanting to see how he would break the restriction, twitch her lips.

Although she had laughed at Zhang Tong's restriction and said it was not a restriction at all, it was at least an extraordinary method from the immortal gate!

How could ordinary mortals break extraordinary methods!

Can you respect the basic rules between immortals and mortals!

Wutong felt helpless.

She now seriously suspected that Lin Ze was the noble bloodline of some ancient family that was lost!

Otherwise, how could he be so powerful at such a young age?

"Where is the book you mentioned?"

While muttering in his heart, Lin Ze had already walked to the No. 2 bookshelf of Tianzi, looking for the book that Wutong mentioned.

Wutong walked to Lin Ze and found the ninth book from the left on the bookshelf in the first row.

"Here."

After finding the book, Wutong turned left twice, moved right twice, and finally pushed it in.

Clang!

Clang——

With the sound of metal clashing.

A fine iron box emerged from the secret compartment under the No. 2 bookshelf of Tianzi.

Open the fine iron box.

Lin Ze narrowed his eyes for a moment.

Wow, the surface is full of jade bottles that are exactly the same as the bottle of strange poison in Lin Ze's hand!

Enough quantity!

Lin Ze picked up a bottle and compared it carefully with the bottle in his hand.

Poured out some powder from it.

Exactly the same!

Lin Ze was surprised.

"Why does Zhang Tong take so much poison?"

Does he have so many people who must be assassinated with poison?

Wu Tong and Xia Qinghe were also puzzled.

Lin Ze moved the poison bottle away.

Under the surface poison bottle, there was an ancient book that looked like it was made of extraordinary material.

Pick up the ancient book.

There were four big words written on the ancient book: The restriction is initially resolved!

Lin Ze's eyes lit up. From the word "restriction", he knew that the book in his hand must have come from the world of the innate gods to the secular world.

It contains precious knowledge that the secular world has never had!

How did Zhang Tong get such a rare good thing?

Open the first solution to the restriction.

A stream of information flashed by in an instant.

[You have read "The First Solution to the Restriction"...

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【……】

【You have understood…】

【God-level Comprehension lv2 (63/100)】

The first solution of the restriction is not considered a skill, nor is it defined by grade. It only records the detailed information of various commonly used primary restrictions.

But its value is actually the same level as the human-level upper-grade skills! Both are 1 point!

It is worthy of being a method from the innate realm!

"Is this... Peng Yong!?"

Just as Lin Ze was sighing at the extraordinary and otherworldly nature of the innate realm.

Xia Qinghe suddenly pointed to the note on the cover of the book in surprise.

On the first page of this book of the first solution of the restriction, there are two lines of powerful and bloody words that exude terrifying hatred:

"I, Peng Yong, swear here that I will kill all the traitors of the Li family in this life and restore the name of Wu'an!

This method is passed on to you, and I hope you will encourage each other. When I return, I will make sure that the Li family will not be at peace!"

See these two lines of words.

Lin Ze raised his eyebrows.

"If I remember correctly, the third prince of Wu'an who fled Beichen to Langdu was called Peng Yong, right?"

Xia Qinghe nodded. As a student of Beichen Academy, reading history is a compulsory course for her.

She said, "Yes, Peng Yong fled Beichen that year, and with the support of the royalists, he established the Langdu Kingdom regime and established himself as the first generation of Wolf King."

"But not long after, news came from Langdu that Peng Yong had died suddenly, and his son Peng Jie, the current Langdu King, inherited the throne."

"When this news came out, many people thought that Peng Yong was seriously injured on the way to escape, and that's why he died suddenly."

"But I didn't expect that Peng Yong didn't die at all, he actually secretly worshipped the immortal gate!"

"According to the most conservative calculation of the time of that year, Peng Yong has been worshipping the immortal gate for at least 20 years!"

"20 years in the immortal gate, with Peng Yong's talent, I'm afraid it's already..."

Xia Qinghe frowned, "No wonder the actions of the Langdu Kingdom in recent years have become more and more arrogant and more and more fearless."

"This is a big trouble."

As he said, Xia Qinghe subconsciously looked at Lin Ze.

Wanted to see how this peerless genius would react.

Who would have thought...

Lin Ze had a calm face, and he had no idea that Beichen was about to welcome an innate god!

That was an innate god!

Even the most ordinary innate god could destroy thousands of miles with a slap, and destroy the entire Beichen!

"..."

Seeing Lin Ze so calm, Xia Qinghe didn't know what to say for a moment.

Look at Wutong again.

Wutong also looked nonchalant.

Xia Qinghe was silent.

When did the extraordinary innate god become so low-class?