Wang Chen remembered that when he first entered this strange space, a golden light flashed by. At that time, he thought it was the light from the space transformation.
Later, when walking through the dark fog, I saw that flash of light more than once.
"But if that weird flash..."
"Is it a book?"
As if in response to his question, a stream of light cut through the darkness and flashed past his eyes.
Almost subconsciously, Wang Chen pointed his finger.
The little medicine body flew out involuntarily and threw something the size of an earthen bowl to the ground.
"Ouch, it hurts so much." An old voice came from Xiao Yao's hand, breaking the silence.
"What the hell, can you actually talk?"
Because his feet were also unable to move, and the stream of light moved a long distance in an instant, Wang Chen had to lay down his body, stretched his hands as far as possible, and then grabbed an object, and the object seemed to be alive in him.
There was a fierce struggle in the palm of my hand.
Wang Chen put the thing in front of his eyes and saw that it was a little old man with white hair and a cane. There was a golden halo flowing around his body. If he looked carefully, those haloes turned out to be swirling and floating words.
"Let go of the old man quickly."
The little old man kept struggling.
"Who are you?" Wang Chen wondered. "Could this little old man be transformed into a book? Then how should we read his appearance?"
"Book fairy, old man." The little old man said proudly.
"Book fairy?"
Wang Chen glanced at the little old man inexplicably.
"Afraid it's not the book that becomes the spirit?"
This space is very strange. Even in the "Guangyuan Tongjian" in my hand, there are sounds of chanting and chanting in the words. It is not surprising that a more top-quality book can be refined into a master.
It's just a book demon claiming to be a god, which is really...a bit vain.
"Senior, can you please answer a few questions from me, senior?" Wang Chen tentatively asked.
"Tell me about your problem." The book fairy nodded lightly, looking like a wise man.
Wang Chen was overjoyed. He didn't expect this arrogant book demon to be so easy to talk to.
Sure enough, knowledge determines cultivation.
"Please give me some advice, senior, about the ins and outs of the Six Paths Sword inheritance, hidden mysteries, flaws and other related information. The more complete the better."
He did not directly ask the question that concerned him most about the inability to improve his cultivation level. Instead, he started with the Six Path Sword, which was more targeted and easier to find the answer, to explore the background of this book demon.
You must know that there are many kinds of books. If this book demon with a hint of meanness is some sad and graceful romance book, or some other human nature book like Mei, then it would be a waste to get entangled with him here.
own time.
"Oh, it turns out you were asking about the Six Paths Sword."
The little old man nodded and said:
"I just want to hear your question and have no intention of answering it."
"Let go of the old man quickly!"
collapse!
A blue vein popped up on Wang Chen's forehead.
"There is such a mean book demon?"
But it's a little bit mean, and it doesn't have much malice. Otherwise, if it makes nonsense, or tamperes with the key points of the problem, and you believe it to be true, it will be a big problem.
What's more, the Six Paths Sword is just a test. What he wants to find more is the answer to improve his cultivation level. This question cannot go wrong in the slightest, otherwise he will go crazy at best, or die on the spot at worst.
Thinking about it this way, Wang Chen felt that books that had not turned into book demons were more reliable, at least without scheming, such as the Guangyuan Tongjian in his hand.
"Sometimes it's true that too much is not enough." He sighed inwardly.
The Shuxian was originally waiting to admire Wang Chen's furious face, but then looked around blankly, only to see that Wang Chen had loosened his grip on his hand, sat down cross-legged, and opened the book "
"Guangyuan Tongjianlu", I read it attentively.
The bizarre fighting scenes and the magnificent historical background in the book turned into a faint light, illuminating Wang Chen's concentrated outline.
Mixed with this darkness that had been there for who knows how many years, the book demon felt an inexplicable sense of abandonment and loneliness.
It was stunned for a moment, then snorted coldly, turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the darkness.
Unknowingly, five days had passed, and one-third of "Guangyuan Tongjianlu" had been read. Wang Chen understood many secrets of the world of cultivation and the overlapping and replacement of sects, and the generation after generation of talented and powerful people.
and many great events of the ages.
But at the same time, he discovered that there were many small details in this book that did not fit perfectly, and he had not seen any relevant content about the Six Paths Sword.
According to common sense, with Chen Shushu's strength, being able to catch a book as fast as a flying bird is already a fluke. Even this guy knows the legend of the Six Paths Sword, why didn't he discover it?
"Is it because the book is too detailed and thick?"
Remembering that the tortoise-like book was only as thick as a thumb and could be read in two days. Wang Chen suddenly understood the reason.
If time were infinite, with Xiaoyao's magical power, Wang Chen could be said to be the number one person in this library in the ages.
But the key problem is that his original intention is not to read the whole book, but to solve the problem of spiritual practice. This thought made him slightly anxious.
Because he absolutely cannot tolerate his inability to improve his cultivation, especially since the magic of this library is even worse than what Chen Shushu described.
"In your book, there are 1,802 errors and 3,617 omissions."
I was feeling a little anxious when an old but unstable voice suddenly appeared in my ears.
Wang Chen looked up with a confused look on his face and saw the book demon floating three inches above his head with his hands behind his back.
"Hmph." The book fairy sneered in his heart. During the past five days, he secretly observed Wang Chen in the mist of space, and saw that he had been carefully reading the "Guangyuan Tongjian Lu" of his younger generation, which he disdained.
, the more I think about it, the worse it feels.
"So angry!"
"Not only did that little baby not get angry, but he let me go directly, and now he is ignoring me like this..."
"It's like I don't know how to pretend and I've been seen through!"
In the black mist, where Wang Chen couldn't see it, it walked angrily for five days. It became more and more angry as it thought about it, and finally floated back.
"It was fate that you and I met. I see that you are a pretty good kid, so I will give you a chance. If you can tell me a question that I don't know the answer to, I will answer all your questions!"
The book demon's beard is windless and automatic.
This sentence contains two levels of mystery.
On the first level, your old book fairy knows everything in the world and can answer all your questions.
The second level... I just want you to know this, that's enough, and then I won't tell you anything and I'll piss you off.
Looking at the book demon with an air of immortality and small golden letters protruding from his body, Wang Chen opened his lips and said without thinking:
"Does a man have a woman, a brother has a sister, a monk has a eunuch?"
The Immortal Qi was instantly broken. The Book Immortal's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide:
"You little doll!"
He walked around angrily, pointing his trembling fingers at Wang Chen as he walked.
"You you you!"
"You are disgraceful!"
"I couldn't save you." He jumped angrily.
"What's the answer? Senior, if you can't tell me, don't delay my reading." Wang Chen raised the Guangyuan Tongjianlu in his hand.
"I!"
"Do you think I dare not say it?!"
"I'll tell you right now."
"That's, that's..."
Wang Chen was secretly amused. He didn't expect such a mean book demon to be a conservative old antique.
"yes.....***!"
"I never want to see you again!" The book demon felt that his pride, which had always been scholarly, had been completely tarnished today.
After saying that, he turned into a golden light and shot out.
"Wrong, it's a beard."
Wang Chen's calm answer came from behind.
Xiaoyao watched helplessly as the book demon who was as straight as a stream of light paused in the air.
"What are you thinking about? I didn't expect that answer at all. The old man's thoughts are really... something." Wang Chen muttered with his eyes narrowed.
Upon hearing this, the book demon fell straight down like a fly hit by a hammer.