The old man was still reading the book with relish, as if he hadn't heard it. It seemed that the book had its own beauty, and the book had its own house of gold.
Lu Chen waited patiently, but his eyes always stayed on the old man's book.
After some time, Lu Chen seemed a little impatient and just wanted to leave.
The old man started to move. He closed the book first and put it on the counter.
"I'm old and it's hard to read a book, but I still finished it." The old man stretched himself and thought with his bones creaking.
"Little brother, are you also interested in this book of mine? Then you must be discerning. "The Beauty Tower" is a good book. The woman described in it is a fairy who can be heard of several times in the world."
The old man seemed to be still thinking about the book he just read, with an intoxicated look on his face and a slightly lewd smile.
After Lu Chen heard this, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he was speechless. He was staring at the book before because it had a magical power that pulled him into it. If his weak consciousness hadn't been cut off automatically
He would never be able to get over that connection.
This also shows that the book is very scary. Now he can know that the old man in front of him is no ordinary person.
"Senior Mingjian, this young man from Orion comes to Qingyu City for the first time and doesn't know a word. I hope senior can give you some pointers." Lu Chen respectfully paid his respects to the old man from the bottom of his heart.
The old man retracted his previous expression and looked at Lu Chen carefully, as if to judge the authenticity of what he said. Soon the old man lost interest and randomly took out a classic from the counter and threw it to Lu Chen.
Then he sat back down, picked up a classic from the counter and read it to himself.
Lu Chen took the classics, but looked at the book in the old man's hand, and found that there was no longer the tugging feeling at the beginning, but it seemed that it was also the classics like Feng Chen. After thanking the old man,
He turned around and crossed his legs in a deserted corner.
That classic is like other books, nothing special.
Lu Chen touched the classics. The texture seemed to be made of the fur of some animals, which was very comfortable.
He turned the pages gently with his slightly rough hands and opened the first page. It did not contain words like the previous books he had flipped through, but some pictographic drawings and the like.
Lu Chen stared at these paintings and suddenly felt that if he stared longer, he would be able to figure out what they meant and how to write them.
In this way, after Lu Chen stared at it for a quarter of an hour, some of the meaning expressed in the painting was transmitted to Lu Chen.
"It's incredible." Lu Chen exclaimed.
Then he turned to the second page, and for five or six days in a row, Lu Chen absorbed the entire book. Although Lu Chen could no longer live without food, the energy was still protecting Lu Chen, so before the energy disappeared,
, Lu Chen would not feel hungry.
Lu Chen closed the book and murmured: It turns out that people here are so literate.
This is something Lu Chen misunderstood. In fact, no matter which world it is, literacy is not very simple. This is also because Lu Chen has spiritual consciousness and can quickly absorb this knowledge.
The word "classical" represents knowledge, information.
Anyone can watch it, regardless of race or ordinary cultivation.
Mortal creatures can be seen through the naked eye.
After cultivators have developed spiritual consciousness, they can also absorb it through their spiritual consciousness. The speed will be faster, and some obscure and difficult knowledge points can be intuitively transferred into the mind of the cultivator through his spiritual consciousness.
Before Classical times, all creatures used tree bark to absorb knowledge. After that, a peerless genius named "Classical" was born. Not only was he highly skilled in cultivation, but he also created the biological essence that would later be praised for his fame.
"classical".
He adopted a concept of pictographic recognition and used numerous materials to successfully create the masterpieces that he has become accustomed to in subsequent years.
It's a pity that after he created it, the catastrophe came and he couldn't survive it, leaving only his masterpiece...
Lu Chen put the classics in his arms. Now that he had understood all the words here, he was no longer in a fog when he looked for other classics.
Judging from the bookcase next to him, there are historical records, biological biographies, species identification, etc., from one to many, from morning to night. In this way, Lu Chen spent more than three months here.
More than three months is not a long time, but it is not a short time either.
Lu Chen licked his mouth and put down the last book on hand, as if he still had something to say.
But he still read more than 700 classics, not too many, not too many.
If he hadn't felt that staying here was a bit too long and he still had things to do, he would have liked to continue to stay here.
He didn't deliberately look for these classics. Whenever he grabbed a copy, he looked at which one it was. The pieces of information he wanted to know gathered together in his mind, a map of the continent.
The place he is located is called Demon God Continent, a continent that believes in force.
There are a hundred races on this continent...the human race and the earth race are definitely the weaker ones, with the smallest number of people, but they are spread across many places.
The place where he is located is in a remote place in the south. There are three major sects nearby, Dange Sect, Qi Xuan Sect, and Fu Qingguan.
There are several cities below it, and Qingyu City is one of them.
In places like Qingyu City, there are only three races living together, the human race, the earth race, and the orc race.
If the creatures on this continent want to practice, they need some unique conditions. Only one person in a million can practice.
The cultivation of most races requires the Tongxuan Physique, including humans.
They are not like Tianyuan Continent, where ordinary mortals only need to work hard and have some pills to help them. There they rely on hard work, and here they rely on talent.
But starting here, even the lowest cultivator is not comparable to that over there.
The cultivators are here called monks.
Monks improve their cultivation by absorbing the unique energy of Demon God Continent - Demonic Qi, breaking through their own bottlenecks and reaching higher realms.
...
After more than an hour of sorting it out in Lu Chen's mind, he gradually understood a lot of things.
He believes that through this information, he can bring about heaven-and-earth changes in himself.
He turned back, looked at the other unfinished classical works, showed a wry smile, and then walked towards the door. Even though there were still many useful things he had not read, these three months of classical works were enough for him to understand a lot of things.
After you have solved your own affairs, you will always come back to see it.
Lu Chen walked to the door and saw the old man still looking drowsily at the classics. He thanked him silently in his heart. He slowly took out the classics from his arms, carefully placed it on the counter, and then left quietly.
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The streets on West Street are not as noisy as East Street, but there are many mansions here, and each mansion is guarded by several guards.
Nearby, there is a holy tower for which it is famous, the Three Holy Towers.
Testing is available here for free to people of three races who have never been tested before.
There are not many people in the Three Saints Tower, but all the adults around fifteen years old have been tested. Although there are some who are over the age, there are not many.
Fifteen years old is an optimal age. Before that, cultivation was very slow, like a snail. After that, the speed of cultivation was more than a hundred times as fast as before.
Lu Chen is one of them. He can't tell how old he is, but since he came to this continent, he feels that he is much younger, and his bone age has also reversed to the time when he was not practicing before. He estimates that his current age is
He is just fifteen years old.
There is not much space inside, and the first thing you see when you walk in is a spring, with star-like water drops flowing out of the hole.
Standing next to him were five young people of about the same age as him, three men and two women. Behind them were several middle-aged people, who must have been brought out for baptism by their elders.
One of the women was dressed in a rather special way, with jet-black clothes and a black veil on her face, making it impossible to tell what she looked like.
"Three minutes for each person. After one person enters, the next person will follow." The black woman spoke to everyone.
"Yes, Saint." The young people, including the middle-aged people behind, said solemnly, as if they did not dare to disrespect her.
The black woman turned out to be a saint, and Lu Chen thought she was also a member of the testing team. But when he thought about it, the one testing her should be an old man.
This is really not his fault. Mr. Fang and the old man from Dianpei Pavilion before him gave him a preconception.
The first person to enter was a shy-looking man with a nervous look on his face.
The elder behind him gently patted his shoulder, indicating that he could relax and go in for the baptism.
The man clenched his fist and stepped quickly towards the spring. The spring water magically gathered towards him.
I saw that the spring formed a waterfall, covering the man. After a minute, the spring slowly stopped filling in more water.
Three minutes later, the man walked out with a hint of excitement. Miraculously, there was no trace of wetness on his body.
"Congratulations to this fellow Taoist. Although he only has the most ordinary Taoist body, it is enough to embark on the path of a monk." The saint said to the man.
The body of Tongxuan is also divided into three grades, upper, middle and lower. If the spring water gathers for one minute, it is low grade, for two minutes, it is medium, and for more than three minutes, it is high grade.
The level of this system also affects the speed of future cultivation.
This spring seems to be spewing water, but it is actually some special demonic energy. It can quickly detect whether the person on it has a body that is connected to the occult.
The man returned to the middle-aged man with that excitement.
The middle-aged man also looked pleased.
Now he doesn't have to worry about having no successors.
The middle-aged man's surname is Wei, and the shy man who passed through is his son.
Those before him, including him, were all monks and had been passed down from generation to generation for eight generations, and he did not want his son to be a mortal.
"Your grandfather, Azu will be very happy to hear this."
In this way, everyone went in, except Lu Chen.
But the people behind didn't know what was going on. Except for that woman, who was a low-level Tongxuan, no one else was there.
After arriving at Lu Chen, he went in without any hesitation.
At the same time, there is also a trace of hope in my heart.
Quanyan was very realistic. After three minutes, no one gathered around him.
Lu Chen looked disappointed and could only say goodbye to this place with regret.
Come with hope, leave with disappointment.
Liu Que Mansion, after Lu Chen went back, he asked someone randomly and found that no one had asked him. He was a little confused. Even if he didn't want to see him, he wouldn't have stopped asking for more than three months.
After the person explained it, I found out that they were going to perform the next task.
There is only one butler left to manage the mansion.
Lu Chen returned to the room and lay on the bed. He had nothing to do all night. He didn't know how much time he had left. He felt that the energy in his body could no longer sustain him. He felt a little ready to move, and it seemed that he would be ready in an instant.
