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"Lin Yi, you are so awesome, I really admire you." Shi Chang, who returned, admired Lin Yi to the extreme, "You actually dare to attack her directly."

Lin Yi was a little lost, "She hasn't changed much."

"Why haven't she changed? What is her identity now? I'll get furious when I look at me." Shi Chang pretended and his whole body shook.

Lin Yi laughed, "You looked like an explosive cat just now, and there was no way you had the style of a tiger in the Qitian Academy back then."

"That's because I'm not as niche as you, so likeable." Shi Chang shook his head, "I can't figure it out, we were known as the twin tigers of Qitian Academy back then, and we were not afraid of heaven or earth, but why did you only please them? Is it because I'm ugly?"

Lin Yi said: "You are very self-aware."

He and Shi Chong liked to hurt each other when they were in the academy, but when they encountered something, they were like wearing pairs of pants and always fought side by side.

However, in the past, Lin Yi was dragged down by Shi Chong because Lin Yi never took the initiative to provoke trouble, but Shi Chong was different. Just like just now, even if Zhao Ronghe didn't want to hit him, Shi Chong would inspire him to hit him.

The two talked and laughed all the way, talking about many embarrassing things from that time, both nostalgic and sentimental.

"Is there anything else I need to help?"

Shi Chong didn't have much spare time and had military affairs. When he had to say goodbye and leave, he asked Lin Yi very seriously.

"Not yet." Lin Yi and Shi Chang hugged, "You can stop causing trouble yourself."

"This is different from the past, and I am not stupid. I am only provoking people like Zhao Ronghe who are affordable. People like Chen Baobao and Xiao Shufei and others will become furious when I see them." Shi Chong knew that Lin Yi was going to Qitian Academy to read ancient books, and he rode his horse to the vicinity of Qitian Academy before officially saying goodbye.

After six years, Qitian Academy has become no longer as glorious as before. The door is deserted, the walls are covered with vines and artemisia, and even the walls look mottled.

Its plaque has long been replaced, and now it is just a plaque from the Jiankang Library.

After reporting his name to the janitor, the janitor let go without saying much, and even opened all the library Lin Yi wanted to read, letting Lin Yi take care of it.

Before the Qitian Academy was closed, all the books of direct related practice, including some introductory boxing scriptures for body refining, had been transferred to the current Nantian Academy. Now there are only some ancient books that few people read. Usually, few people would come, and they didn’t even clean it frequently, and there were even spider webs in many places.

Lin Yi strolls in this familiar and unfamiliar courtyard, feeling like time is reversed.

Suddenly he smiled.

When he arrived at his destination, the ancient library he wanted to check was the place where he was fascinated by reading books and forgot time with Chen Baowan.

Now after going around in circles, I still borrowed Chen Baowan’s light to enter here again, which is a wonderful fate.

This bookstore was formerly called Wanjuan Tower, and it contains all kinds of different aspirations, but there are also many notes from predecessors. Lin Yi was outstanding at that time, and a large part of the reason was that he learned a lot from many notes.

Some notes are very scattered, and they even talk about understanding a certain breathing method or a certain martial art. However, some are very unique. Even if the teaching is similar to the teaching, they will be described in detail.

Lin Yi has always felt that practicing is not just about spending hard work to practice. He spent half of his time to completely figure it out and practice it. Sometimes the effect is much better.

The bookshelves in the bookstore are almost exactly the same as before, but they are much older.

"kindness?"

But Lin Yi just looked at the bookshelves and frowned.

In the past, the books in this bookhouse were classified according to age and category, but now they are piled up in a very messy manner, even as if they were deliberately placed randomly, increasing the difficulty of people's reading.

The bookstore is very quiet, without any sound, and the light is dim, but this is Lin Yi's favorite environment.

Lin Yi's heart quickly calmed down, and only his rustling sound of flipping books remained in the entire library.

As the dusk became darker, a mist appeared among the old buildings and old trees.

The janitor didn't see Lin Yi coming out, and it was already closed time, so he felt a little impatient and couldn't help but walk towards the library.

But deep in the academy, in the faint white mist, an old man in an old cloth robe walked out.

The old man is tall, but very thin, with a faint dark spot on his face.

When the gatekeeper saw the old man, he was shocked and was about to salute.

The old man looked ordinary and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't have to be polite. Then he asked the janitor about Lin Yi who was reading books inside, and asked the janitor to send some luminous stones and simple food for reading books at night.

When the janitor entered the bookstore to deliver these things, Lin Yi didn't care. He thought this was also from Chen Baowan's explanation.

He selected all the books about Linghuang and held them in his hands. As time went by, he gradually came to the third floor of the book building, which was also the highest floor of the book building.

The books he selected were piled up into hills in the corner of the third floor.

He sat down next to this mountain of books, finished reading one, and then placed it beside him.

When a night passed and dawned, he was already sitting among two mountains of books.

In the morning light, the old man in an old cloth robe appeared outside the library again.

He didn't enter the building either, but just looked up at the skylight, stood quietly for a moment, then turned around and left.

Lin Yi was completely fascinated. In the past six years, all rare classics from all over the country, including the lonely versions of the previous dynasty and the banned books from each dynasty, were sent here.

The abundant collection of books was completely beyond his imagination. The notes of his predecessors alone were tens of times more than the previous Qitian Academy’s collection.

It was not until noon that the sunlight falling from the window lattice made him dazzling, and he woke up and ate some of the food he sent last night, and then continued to look.

He was not actually a little dead, but there seemed to be a line leading him in the dark. The more he reads, the more he reads, the more clear the three words "Da Gu Luo" will become in his mind.

He found that it was not only the ancient books from the north that contained records of "Dajuluo".

There are several ancient books in the south that also record the deeds of "Dajuluo". One of them clearly states that the reason why this "Dajuluo" went against the trend in the spiritual waste era is that the true essence of "Dajuluo" practiced is different from others.

This book even says that when the cultivation level of "Dajulu" is low at the beginning, the true essence is like silver, and when the cultivation level of "Dajulu" is high, the true essence is like gold and glass. Moreover, when the cultivation level of "Dajulu" is in the Huangya period, it is already hard to hurt the sword, and even if it is injured, it will recover quickly.

This ancient book finally inferred that if it weren't for "Dajulu" who accidentally ate some special genius treasure from the beginning, or "Dajulu" himself accidentally figured out a unique set of cultivation methods. After all, "Dajulu" had not been taught by any academy at all.

Lin Yi really hopes that there is nothing particularly exaggerated about this ancient book, and he also hopes that it is the latter for these two speculations.

After all, if some special spiritual medicine makes the difference between "Dajulu" and there is nothing to learn from.

Lin Yi stayed asleep and was not tired at all. Until another night, only a dozen ancient books he selected about Linghuang records were left without reading.

There is more information about "Dajiluo".

There is an ancient book that describes in a very positive tone that "Da Kuluo" is "the sanctification of the flesh", which uses a unique breathing and breathing technique to continuously temper the body, and finally the physical strength reaches a level that is unimaginable to the world.

There is even a picture of "Da Gu Luo" hitting the nine white elephants in this ancient book.

It is said that this "Great Gu Luo" once relied on his physical strength to throw the nine elephants into the distant river.

But another note describes the astonishing appetite of "Daguluo". He first swallowed a lot of grains and used the energy of the grain to turn it into true energy.

This note is still from "The Master of Nanxizhai". This "The Master of Nanxizhai" was a famous scholar in ancient South. The notes he left were very real. Even later generations used his notes as reference when some historical events were doubtful.

Lin Yi had read several notes by the owner of Nanxizhai when he was at Qitian Academy. He recognized the handwriting of the owner of Nanxizhai and confirmed that the notes about "Dajuluo" were indeed the original works of the owner of Nanxizhai.

But if you swallow a lot of grains, isn’t it just to eat hard?

This way, you can also create an invincible, rather than a glutton?

Just as Lin Yi frowned and thought about looking for the rest of the notes of the owner of Nanxizhai, in the morning light, the tall and thin old man who had seen it twice quietly appeared in front of the bookstore.
Chapter completed!