After the group of people entered the library of Kunlun Sect, Zhou Mumu once again emphasized several requirements and then dispersed to look for books that might be useful.
Kunlun Sect was the oldest ancient sect in Nine Regions. The so-called ancient sect was based on the ancient method. More than ten years ago, Lingjian School showed off its ancient style in the Immortal Gathering. However, compared with Kunlun Sect, it was far from being able to do so. This independent Immortal Mountain seemed to be immutable since ancient times. No matter how the outside world changed, it could not shake its persistence.
All the ancient sects paid attention to chance. But what was chance? This question was difficult to explain in a few words. The specific situation was: In the library of Kunlun Sect, the books were not scientifically organized, neither according to the year, nor according to the event or task, but randomly scattered everywhere. Thus, the five of them had no choice but to split up and wander around the huge library that had an unknown number of floors and bookshelves. Then … whichever book they chose would be their fated chance.
If it was a normal person, they would definitely question this unreliable method. However, most of the lead disciples acquiesced in this method — as the lead disciples of the Five Uniques, each of them had luck that ordinary people could not match. If they were in the mortal world, they would be the kind of people who could forcibly open ten times in a row without using any method. However, because their usual opponents were not ordinary people, their strong luck could not be reflected. However, if they believed in chance or not, most of them believed in it.
Except for one person.
"It's really … absurd and unbelievable!"
Zhan Ziye's eyes widened in disbelief, and then he said angrily, "Is this the archive management of your Kunlun Sect? Leave everything to fate? What a joke! Do you know how much waste this kind of unorganized archiving will cause? Do you know the historical significance of the information held by your Kunlun Sect in the Immortal Cultivation World of the entire Nine Regions? This kind of waste is a reckless waste of natural resources! Aren't you afraid of the lightning punishment from the heavenly tribulation? "
Zhou Mumu was a bit dumbfounded by the accusation. She was stunned for a long time.
Zhan Ziye was furious. He pointed to the white jade library behind him and said, "Your Kunlun Sect has always been an ancient sect. In some places, you are conservative, such as not allowing cultivators with artificial spirit root to enter the sect, or the one-to-one teaching mode … But in terms of knowledge, you can't afford to be conservative! Your Kunlun Sect monopolizes too much knowledge. If you sell it at a high price, I can accept it. But you keep it to yourself and recklessly waste it. You are committing a crime against the entire Immortal Cultivation World of Nine Regions! "
Zhou Mumu was scolded and lost the first opportunity. However, as a Golden Core Daoist Master, her Immortal Heart cultivation was very strong. Very quickly, she stood firm and launched a sharp counterattack.
The girl tilted her head slightly and sneered, "Idiot."
"Fool." Zhan Ziye was about to go crazy from anger. Lightning flashed across half of his body, but the Immortal Heart of Ten Thousand Motionless also suppressed his anger at this moment.
This was not Ten Thousand Arts Sect, but Kunlun Immortal Mountain, the hometown of Zhou Mumu. If they really fought, it would not end well...
Do you dare? "Zhou Mumu bluntly said," If you want to court death, of course, I will accompany you. "
Zhou Mumu bluntly said, "If you want to court death, of course I will accompany you."
After setting the duel, the two blacklisted each other and then went deeper into the library in different directions.
Although leaving it up to fate seemed rather absurd, everyone, including Zhan Ziye, could faintly sense that something in the depths of the library was calling out to them … Perhaps that was their fate, or perhaps this was the mystical effect of Kunlun's oldest library in the Land of Origin.
Of course, even so, Zhan Ziye still believed that this kind of library management should be punished by the heavens.
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"The second floor, 4432nd row, 233rd bookshelf …"
Wang Lu walked along the stairs on the edge of the hall for a long time. The long stairs seemed to be endless.
On the second floor, Wang Lu was shocked, and then his heart strongly agreed with Zhan Ziye: These idiots of Kunlun should really be punished by the heavens.
The endless sea of bookshelves was fine … but the bookshelves were actually not numbered! Did he have to count the so-called 4432nd row, 233rd row one by one?
Of course, as Daoist King Pill, his primordial spirit was powerful enough to scan tens of millions of units in an instant, so thousands of bookshelves was not a big deal. However, it still made people feel that … these old antiques of Kunlun really deserved to be beaten.
Before long, Wang Lu finally counted to 4432,233, and on the quaint bookshelf in front of him, there was indeed a heart-palpitating fluctuation.
He casually pulled out a book, and the title alone made Wang Lu tremble: Zhongzheng Diary.
This … Could it be the Divine Lord Zhongzheng who once ruled Nine Regions during the rise of Great Ancestor Desheng, but was replaced by Great Ancestor Desheng because of the failure in the great war of immortals and demons?
Divine Lord Zhongzheng was the number one person in the Immortal Cultivation World in Nine Regions in the past. If he was not born at the same time as Great Ancestor Desheng, and if it was not during the great war of immortals and demons, presumably he could have achieved a glorious career. Unfortunately, his lifelong foundation was swept away by the demon race, and then he was ousted from the position of the number one person in Nine Regions by Great Ancestor Desheng. In his later years, he lived in a remote corner and ended his legendary life in loneliness and resentment, dying with the cultivation base of Mahayana Stage. Before that, many people believed that he actually had the qualification to ascend to immortality, which was how he got the title of Divine Lord.
Then, it was said that before Divine Lord Zhongzheng died, he left a diary, which recorded many secrets. It was just that, the real Japanese version had long been lost, and most of the literary creations of later generations were passed down to the world. However, this was the origin of Kunlun Immortal Mountain, so it was impossible to collect a counterfeit version, right?
Moreover … Kunlun Immortal Mountain was the sect where Divine Lord Zhongzheng came from, so it was reasonable for him to leave behind his relics. Therefore, with strong curiosity, Wang Lu opened the diary.
The diary was just a diary. Holding this ancient book that ran through thousands of years of history, Wang Lu did not feel the traces left by Divine Lord Zhongzheng. Perhaps in his later years, he did not intend to leave too many traces of himself, or perhaps this was just a copy, and the real one had long been collected somewhere … But for Wang Lu, the content of the diary was the most important.
A Divine Lord who had experienced the great war of immortals and demons had a far better understanding of the demon race than any outsider, even if the most criticized thing in Divine Lord Zhongzheng's life was that he was not able to resist the demons …
Wang Lu read the book very fast. With his King Pill level primordial spirit, Wang Lu read the thick book twice in the time it took to drink a cup of tea.
Then, a drop of cold sweat quietly fell.
Sometimes, the price of knowing the truth would be far higher than expected. Wang Lu originally intended to learn some unknown secrets from the diary, such as the secret of the power of the demon race, but …
"Abandoning the demon race and triggering the great war of immortals and demons is regarded by many as the turning point in my life. But even if I could go back and start over, I would still make the same choice. De Sheng has his own persistence, which allowed him to sweep the Nine Regions in just twenty years and ascend to the Immortal Palace. I am not as good as De Sheng, but in my life of cultivation, I also have my own persistence. "
This was the sentence at the end of the diary, which came without a head or tail. The content of the first half of the book was actually not too valuable. Basically, it was something that everyone knew. Only this sentence …
Abandoning the demon race and triggering the great war of immortals and demons? What … what the f * ck was he talking about?!
Abandoning the demon race? Who? Nine Regions cultivators? However, since the appearance of the demon race in Nine Regions, there has been an irreconcilable enmity between the cultivators and the demon race. The two sides have been killing each other since they met. There has never been a peaceful exchange, let alone any covenant. So, how could there be abandonment?
… Was there any unknown secret hidden in the great war of immortals and demons?
However, apart from this sentence, there was no other relevant content in the diary. This abrupt sentence was particularly eye-catching. Wang Lu read it twice and determined that the diary had either been processed by later generations, or … the secret of the great war of immortals and demons was something that even the Divine Lord Zhong Zheng did not dare to write too much about!
Putting down the diary, Wang Lu pulled out the second book from the bookshelf.
"Biography of Great Ancestor De Sheng"
The biography of the Great Ancestor was not new, but this book was written by the Great Ancestor's personal guard. The book still contained the immortal aura of that Daoist Master of Peak Deity Stage. Most of the content was not strange, but there was a trace of strangeness in the writing. It was as if this personal guard had some sympathy for the demon race.
With the temperament of Great Ancestor De Sheng, it was hard to imagine that there would be a personal guard with such an unstable position. Could it be …
Just as he thought of this, suddenly a voice rang in Wang Lu's ears.
"Ah, my master, I finally meet you."
This voice made Wang Lu frown, because he clearly understood the meaning of this sentence, but the language used in this sentence was definitely not something he had heard before. In other words …
Wang Lu touched the red jade pendant on his chest — it was obtained from a demon who had joined the Dixian camp after the battle for the Five Blood Spirits Crown. After a year of repeatedly studying it, he had not been able to understand its mystery, but now it was faintly heating up, as if indicating that a greater secret was about to be revealed.
"Who are you?"
Wang Lu opened his mouth, but his voice involuntarily became distorted, and the language was even more unheard of.
"It's me, master, your loyal servant forever." As he spoke, a thick black book jumped out from the bookshelf. The pages were opened, and on one of the pages, a black face was excitedly and viciously talking.
"I have waited for you for tens of thousands of years, and finally you have summoned me again! Master, I can't wait to teach those treacherous humans a lesson! Let's go slaughter a few human cities, and then eat hundreds of human cultivators! I feel like I'm going to starve to death! "
Treachery …
"But master, why do I feel that my eyes are dark, and my body doesn't listen to me."
Probably because you only have a mouth left, and it was sewn on the page as a specimen. That thick black book was the props used by the victors of the Great War of Immortals and Demons …
However, in any case, hearing the clamor of this mouth, Wang Lu's heart was constantly in turmoil.
Treacherous humans … Damn it, what happened in the Great War of Immortals and Demons!?
It seemed that it was really necessary to go to the Demon Realm, but where should the trip to the Demon Realm begin?
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