Shen Luo was a little puzzled at first, but after a little thought, he understood.
Most of the books in this hall were reading pavilions open to all Inner and Outer Sect disciples. At most, there were some basic Cultivation Methods stored in them. It was unlikely that the important ancient books of the Sect were kept in them.
This was no different from the practice of the Spring and Autumn Temple. Most of the Cultivation Methods were passed down orally from master to disciple. The Pure Yang Sword Technique was like this.
After Shen Luo rested for a moment, he turned around and picked out a few basic cultivation methods from the piles of ancient books, as well as books on spirit herbs, pill refinement, and equipment refinement, and put them into the Seven Star Brush.
After that, he put away the remaining books that he had not finished reading. Then, he stretched and planned to leave through the hole in the wall.
Just as he twisted his neck and stretched his muscles and bones, the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of a white light in a corner of the hall.
He hurriedly walked over and poked his head out to take a look. He discovered that on the wall, there was a silk painting that was one foot wide and three feet long. It happened to be illuminated by the moonlight from outside the room, reflecting a hazy white light.
Shen Luo was puzzled. He quickly walked to the silk painting and saw a bright full moon drawn on it. Under the moonlight, there was a cluster of green bamboos standing diagonally. Under the moonlight, there was a shadow cast by the bamboo. Surprisingly, it was a painting of 'Sky Bamboo Gazing at the Moon'.
The craftsmanship of this painting was top-notch. It was unknown what kind of coloring material was used, but after so many years, the color did not change at all. The green bamboo still looked verdant, and the round moon was white with a tinge of yellow. It gave off a warm feeling, and it looked lifelike.
Shen Luo only took a few glances. Suddenly, he felt his vision blur. The cluster of green bamboo and the full moon seemed to suddenly become real and reflected in front of him.
Under the moonlight, there seemed to be a breeze blowing. The cluster of green bamboo swayed one by one and collided with each other. It was as if there was the sound of bamboo knots hitting each other. The shadow on the ground began to change.
Shen Luo was surprised and quickly withdrew his gaze. The vision in front of him disappeared, and the sound of bamboo joints also disappeared.
"What's going on?" He was quite surprised, and his gaze fell on the picture again.
With this glance, the illusory scene appeared once again. Not only were the bamboo shadows constantly changing, even the moonlight seemed to have shattered, sprinkling a mottled shadow on the ground where light and darkness intersected.
Shen Luo stared at the constantly changing shadows for a long time. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh."
"It doesn't seem like it …" But soon, he shook his head and muttered to himself.
It was as if he was possessed. He nodded and shook his head for a while. He stared at the painting for two whole hours.
"In the changes of the moon shadow, there seems to be some kind of footwork. There must be something fishy. But I can't understand it in a short time. I'd better put it away first." In the end, Shen Luo shook his head and sighed.
Then, Shen Luo walked forward and took the silk painting from the wall. He rolled it up and put it into the Seven Star Brush.
He stuffed all kinds of things into the brush. Soon, there was not much space left.
After tidying up, Shen Luo walked out of the hole in the back wall and continued to move in the direction of the square. Along the way, he saw more and more halls. But without exception, all of them had been destroyed by the fire of war.
Along the way, he encountered all kinds of skeletons. But most of them had been covered by vegetation and were hidden in the weeds.
"It seems that the main battlefield of the war was around here." Shen Luo secretly thought.
In the night, the surroundings were dead silent. Only the sound of Shen Luo's footsteps echoed in the surroundings.
Along the way, they passed by collapsed halls that looked like tombs piled high on top of each other.
A gust of night wind blew. The shadows of the surrounding trees swayed. The dense forest and ruins lit up with fluorescent green lights. Countless skeletons rose up and flowed like fireflies.
Shen Luo walked through the ghostfire. Then, he walked out of the dense forest and came to the square that occupied a large area.
Then, a strange scene appeared in front of him.
Wisps of will-o '-the-wisps continued to gather around the white plaza, as if they were soldiers in formation.
Shen Luo's eyes were full of surprise as he carefully looked at the square, only to see that there were only a few skeletons and fallen leaves on it. There was no mechanism or array, and there didn't seem to be anything mysterious.
In the middle of the square, there was a circular platform. It was only three feet above the ground. There was a vague pattern of Tai Chi on it. It seemed to be made of two different colored bricks. There was nothing else on it.
Shen Luo immediately released his spirit sense and swept over the square. However, he still didn't find any abnormalities.
After waiting for a while, the ghostfire didn't disperse. Instead, it fell to the ground and surrounded the square. It seemed that a circle of green oil lamps was lit.
Shen Luo hesitated for a moment. Then, he stepped onto the square.
As soon as he stepped on the square's hundred stone floor, a whirlwind rose around him. It swept all the ghostfire into the air.
Shen Luo's heart tightened. He stopped and looked around.
After a while, no other strange phenomenon appeared. He felt a little relieved. Then, he continued to walk towards the platform in the middle of the square.
However, after walking more than a hundred steps and seeing that he was only ten feet away from the high platform, Shen Luo suddenly heard a vague human voice in his ear. At first, it sounded like the whisper of a mosquito, but after listening carefully, it sounded like a huge bell, reverberating endlessly.
However, no matter how loud or soft the voice was, the words were always vague. He couldn't hear it clearly.
Shen Luo was puzzled. So, he hurriedly used his spirit sense to listen clearly. As a result, his spirit sense moved slightly. His ears had just heard the words "If it's the Dao, then advance. If it's not the Dao, then retreat." Suddenly, his mind seemed to explode with thunder.
"Boom!" A loud sound rang out.
Shen Luo only felt that the back of his head was hit by a sledgehammer. His eyes suddenly turned black. His body swayed a few times. He almost fell to the ground.
He quickly stabilized his spirit sense. Then, he pinched his eyebrows and shook his head. He tried to wake himself up.
This feeling made him feel a little familiar. He suddenly remembered that when he tried to reveal the Heavenly Secret of the Jade Pillow, he seemed to have encountered such a strange scene.
Shen Luo staggered back a few steps and shook his head. The voice in his mind that seemed to have been hit by a heavy blow immediately disappeared, and the vague human voice also disappeared.
He was stunned. He didn't understand what had happened.
"I clearly heard a human voice just now, but what exactly did he say?" Shen Luo asked with a puzzled look on his face.
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