"Someone is here again."

The scholars in the inn also noticed Qiu Yan, and many of them whispered.

"Looking at that, I guess I'm here to eat and drink again."

"At this time, there will be someone coming."

"The people outside don't know that Miss Song has already set a goal, so of course she wants to come in and try her luck."

...

Qiu Yan ignored the meeting and came to a room with the documents.

"Mr. Qiu, you live here for the time being. My lady occasionally comes to take the school homework. If you want to study, you can go to the backyard library to check it out. As for three meals, you have to go to the tavern opposite." The clerk gave a few instructions and left.

"You still need to take the school's homework?"

Recalling the scene in the inn and thinking about what happened two years ago, Qiu Yan had a guess, but felt it was ridiculous.

"Forget it, since you are here, there is no need to be that much. The most urgent task at the moment is to collect information about the King of Tongshan, and it is best to find him."

After making up his mind, his thoughts gradually opened up, and then he sorted out the room and smelled a faint smell of paint and fuel.

“This room should be newly built.”

Shaking his head, he pushed the door out.

"Whether it is collecting information or looking for people, you should not be too hasty, nor should you be blind. You should also consider the situation on my side. Well, you might as well go and check out the inn's collection first, maybe you will find unexpectedly."

When Qiu Yan came to the backyard library, he was surprised to find that the library was much larger than he thought. As soon as he walked in, the room was filled with ink fragrance, rows of tall bookshelf were orderly, and several scholars were walking and sitting upright, shuttled through it, or stopped to check it out.

“This library is very large!”

After sighing, Qiu Yan felt more and more that this inn was too strange.

"These books are classified in categories, and they are carefully planned and classified. Many of the books in them are those I have never read before, which is considered an unexpected surprise."

He noticed that someone was burying his head in the corner of the library, obviously copying books.

With a slight smile, Qiu Yan took out a book and studied it carefully.

This reading took two hours until the scene was disturbed by a noise that I came to my senses.

"Why is it noisy outside?"

A voice sounded next to it: "Those who are back."

Qiu Yan looked at the voice and said that he was a scholar in his twenties. He had a pale face and thin body. He was copying books in the corner just now, and he was about to put his handbook back on the shelf.

Qiu Yan asked, "Who is your words referring to?"

The man looked at Qiu Yan and said, "Fang Ziyan, Gu Yanzhi and other talents, and they, together with the Swamp Prince, are regular guests of the Jiedushi. You are new here, you will know these people for a few days. If nothing unexpected happens, Miss Song's husband is one of them."

Bang!

At this moment, the door of the library was suddenly pushed open, and three or four men were entering in a row. Each of them was extraordinary. The two leaders had their faces as jade as their crowns, red lips and white teeth. They showed a confident temperament while looking around. They were calm and elegant, and each had their own advantages.

As soon as they came in, the documents guarding the door of the library came up and bowed.

"They are not something we can get in touch with," the thin scholar who had spoken before shook his head. "The daughter of the governor is not something we can hope for. However, it is rare to take the opportunity to copy a few books."

After saying that, he pulled out a commentary of the Six Classics from the bookshelf, walked to the side and sat down, and continued to copy.

Qiu Yan also withdrew his gaze, read the book in his hand quietly, and ignored the movements in the library. Not long after, he was immersed in the article and exuded the spirit of literary thoughts.

"Brother Fang, look at that person." On the other side, the two leaders seemed to have some sense and noticed Qiu Yan.

The man who was called Brother Fang nodded and said, "It's not arrogant or impatient. It's a seed of study. It has the style of my childhood study. If I could persevere, I might have achieved some success."

Another person smiled and said, "You raised him up, and compared him with yourself. I heard that when Brother Fang was young, he poured water and grinded a tank of water. He then practiced a good word that shocked the world and was so amazing..."

"Brother Gu is joking. If you talk about the word ", how many people in Jiannan Road can match you? You are a famous teacher..."

The two of them compliments each other, then they took a few books and left.

Qiu Yan was not interested in what the two said, nor did he have the intention to intervene. For the rest of the day, he sometimes read books in the library and sometimes went out to explore. However, the soldiers and armors in Wuxin City were everywhere, and the qi and blood were heavy. Even at night, it was not convenient for the soul to travel, so the effect was very little.

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The sea of ​​clouds and the peaks are floating, one of which is full of maple leaves.

In the forest on the mountain, there was a loft standing. In the building, Tang Lai sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and his body was filled with a scent of peace and peace.

suddenly!

A ray of light flew in from outside the window and hit Tang Lai's forehead.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a flash of splendor in his eyes, and the breath of peace was suddenly shattered, replaced by violent thoughts.

"The master finally responded! OK! The scholar and the demons gathered together, and the wind and clouds meet, and the dragon and tiger meet. It is time to go and cut off the ties between the demons in the heart! Just slash and seek the way!"

After the words came, he stood up and stepped out of the attic, and then pinched his handprints.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The entire mountain shook, the top of the mountain sank, slowly sinking into the sea of ​​clouds...

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On the other side.

The gods felt the changes in the body of the gods, and stars appeared in their hearts, with a total of three thousand!

In the center of the stars, the divine pool has expanded nearly twice, and a bookshelf is suspended on it, and books are placed on it, revealing the atmosphere of history.

"A few days have saved decades of effort!"

There are two figures next to the god's deity—

Bai Wen judged that the white light on the divine body became brighter and brighter, while Huang Jue faded away the external divine body and condensed one by himself. Although the light was dim, it restored its foundation.

These two gods have gained a lot of benefits in these days and are of great benefit to the Shinto.

"The absorption of pure thoughts is almost at its limit. If you continue, the remaining thoughts will not be enough to open the remains."

The god's original god opened his divine eyes and sent an idea.

Bai Wenzong and Huang Jue were shocked and both woke up from silence. Both of them understood the meaning of their thoughts, and showed regrets on their faces, but they did not dare to disobey.

"You go back to the underworld first, stay here too many variables." The god's original god said, raised his hand and grabbed it, adding an illusory book, sucking Bai Wenzong and Huang Jue in.

After doing this, he kept pinching his handprints, and a mass of divine power in his body burned and consumed quickly.

"Before opening the ruins, you must try the method of summoning the gods first. If it fails, it will be bad."

When the thought fell, a blue light suddenly burst out from the deity's hand, spreading like a curtain, and then a person walked out of it.
Chapter completed!