The ring in Zhang Jidong's hand was like a new toy. After playing with it for a while, he felt that it was not very meaningful. After sacrifice and refining, the ring was equivalent to a magic weapon, which can be kept in the Taoist orifices.

Zhang Jidong's Taoist orifice is now occupied by that big tree, and it has become a world of big trees. Although the remaining part is still much larger than ordinary monks, Zhang Jidong's big tree is still very hindering. The main reason is that it is not useful! Although once he fights with other monks, as long as Zhang Jidong gets out of the big tree, any kind of monk can't stand the big tree. However, just like taking the ring, how could the big tree in Zhang Jidong's Taoist orifice be useful in such an era?

After throwing the ring into the Taoist orifice for nourishment, Zhang Jidong was too lazy to care about it. Then he picked up the bamboo slips and spread them out, the contents inside were finally revealed.

"Runes!" Zhang Jidong was very surprised because the words engraved on the bamboo slips were not the seal script he had expected, but a very mysterious text. Although Zhang Jidong knew some of the words used by monks to refine weapons and make talismans, he was able to systematically learn runes. Now that he finally saw the book written in runes, how could Zhang Jidong not be shocked?

"This is not a rune. It is a witch book. Runes come from witch book. Witch books are generally written by witch books." The old Taoist is still more knowledgeable.

"Witch Book?" Zhang Jidong heard this word for the first time.

"Taoism is derived from witchcraft. Witches are also related to us practitioners. Talismanism is even more derived from witchcraft." The old Taoist added.

"Can you read this book?" Zhang Jidong asked.

"I haven't learned it yet, how can I understand it?" the old Taoist said angrily.

"Don't you know everything? Why don't you understand nothing when you encounter this thing?" Zhang Jidong said dissatisfied.

The old Taoist was disliked by Zhang Jidong again, and was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him.

Luo Chengxuan couldn't see it: "With the disappearance of the witch, the witch book has long been lost and has passed down, leaving only runes. In fact, there are still many runes. No one can know what it means."

Zhang Jidong threw the witch book in his hand casually: "Then what's the use of reading these books? I thought these were all good things, but they all had nothing to use."

Zhang Jidong read through other basic simple books, but they were still witch books.

Then he looked at the other items. One item looked like a tortoise shell with many cracks on it. Zhang Jidong picked it up and took a look. When he was about to put it down, he suddenly felt that the cracks were a little strange: "Huh?"

Those cracks seem to be somewhat similar to some of the wizard scripts in the Witch Book. But these cracks do not look like they were carved artificially!

Zhang Jidong compared the cracks on the tortoise shell with the words in the witch books, and he really found them one by one in the witch books. However, Zhang Jidong still knew nothing about what these witch words mean.

"It's useless to understand it. The skills we cultivators practice are completely different from those of witches." said the old Taoist.

"You can't even understand the witch books. Why do you practice witches differently from ours? Since they are different, why do monks still learn runes from witches?" Zhang Jidong asked the old Taoist speechlessly after a few words.

Zhang Jidong is right. If the martial arts practiced by monks have no connection with witches, why can monks use witches' runes?

"But no one can teach you Wu Wen now. Unless you can meet an immortal witch, you can learn Wu Wen with him." said the old Taoist.

The witch has disappeared for many years. Where can Zhang Jidong go to find the witch?

But Zhang Jidong was just unwilling to give up. These few volumes of Jianshu have infinite magic for Zhang Jidong and always attract Zhang Jidong's attention.

Zhang Jidong sniffed the wizard script in the witch book, ignoring what these wizard scripts mean. As a monk, it is not difficult to remember some things. A few volumes of sills seem to be a big bundle, but in fact there is not much content. Zhang Jidong only took half a day to completely remember the contents of the sills of bamboo slips.

"It's a waste of effort to tell you." The old Taoist said.

"What if I suddenly understand it?" Zhang Jidong never had a good expression on the old Taoist.

"If you learn it, I will call you master in the future." The old Taoist was so angry that he shouted at Zhang Jidong.

"I don't want to have an apprentice as old as you, um!" Zhang Jidong said.

"That group of people is your servant. If you lose, you will be my servant in the future." said the old Taoist.

"Really? Don't regret it then!" Zhang Jidong said.

"Just don't regret it then." said the old Taoist.

Zhang Jidong ran to Peking University to find his sister: "Sister, do you Tsinghua University have any professors who specialize in Wuwen?"

Zhang Jiling shook her head: "I don't know this. However, I can help you find it. But even if someone studies this, it may not help you."

"I can give it a reward, the money is not a problem." Zhang Jidong said.

Zhang Jidong went to the archaeology major and asked, but there was no one who understood Wu Wen. After all, Wu Wen had been lost for a long time and lacked Wu’s information. It would be thankless to do research in this area. If you don’t do it well, you will never achieve results in your life.

Zhang Jiling regretfully told Zhang Jidong about this news, which made Zhang Jidong quite disappointed. Wu Wen couldn't find someone to crack, so he had no idea. Looking at the old Taoist's proud look, Zhang Jidong really wanted to take off his shoes and throw them on the old Taoist's face.

In the evening, Zhang Jidong took a look at Jianshu again and then placed Jianshu on the desk in the room. After Zhang Jidong went to bed, he did not find that Jianshu on the table shining under the moonlight, and the words on the bamboo slips were shining one by one.

After a while, the words on the bamboo slips flew out from the bamboo slips one by one, hitting directly on Zhang Jidong's forehead, and then stopped in Zhang Ji's dock.

These glittering runes were like stars in the sky, flying all over the sky. Some of them flew onto the giant trees in Zhang Ji’s east orifice, and lanterns hung on the branches and leaves of the giant trees.

The tortoise shells placed with the bamboo slips also began to shine. The cracked light on the tortoise shell became stronger and stronger. Finally, the tortoise shell suddenly emitted a strong light, and the entire tortoise shell suddenly turned into a ball of light and flew towards Zhang Jidong. After hitting Zhang Jidong's forehead, it disappeared directly.

In Zhang Jidong's Taoist orifice, there is a fiery red sun.
Chapter completed!