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"Come on, let's enter the Profound Truth Hall to take a look. The other alien races have already entered. We'll have a chance to fight them sooner or later. Let's see what treasures we can find here." Yi Tianxing retracted his gaze and stepped towards the Profound Truth Hall decisively.
Even the Path of Thunder Dragon had been passed. Now was the time to reap the rewards.
"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to what treasures we can find inside."
Hearing that they were going to search for treasures, Ye Zhiqiu immediately perked up. His face was filled with excitement. His limp body on the ground regained its strength and he stood up without hesitation.
"What a huge palace. Even the palaces of the previous emperors were only like this."
The Flowery Monk nodded and exclaimed as he looked at the Profound Truth Hall.
There were no restrictions on the Profound Truth Hall.
However, a huge door blocked their way.
The door was extremely heavy.
The Flowery Monk volunteered to go forward. He was indeed born with great strength. Under his strength, the door creaked and was pushed open bit by bit. After pushing it open, a huge space appeared in front of them. They could see a huge hall in front of them. Inside, there were many towering bookshelves, and on the bookshelves, there were many rolls of bamboo slips.
"This Profound Truth Hall is actually a place to collect ancient scrolls. This is a scripture depository. We've struck it rich this time. Who knows how many books there are in such a huge Profound Truth Hall. Rumor has it that the King of Huainan gathered thousands of necromancers to study the path to immortality. He collected all kinds of Daoist and Yin-yang books to build his tomb. He must have collected many books on Feng Shui. These things are simply priceless treasures. "
Ye Zhiqiu stuck his head in and saw the scene in front of him. His eyes flashed with intense excitement and his mouth opened wide.
Most importantly, the King of Huainan sought immortality and the path to immortality. Among the books collected, most of them were ancient Daoist scriptures or even the Hundred Schools of Thought. These things might not have been much in the past. However, in the chaotic times after the Great Calamity, the value of books was absolutely immeasurable. Any one of them was the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors of the human race.
Bamboo scrolls. This was the oldest book in the world.
The words inside had to be engraved with a carving knife and then rendered with ink. The handwriting was very deep. Generally speaking, as long as the bamboo slips were not destroyed, the words within them would last for a long time. However, a single bamboo slip work might require a whole cart of bamboo slips.
Therefore, in ancient times, people described others as talented and learned. They were all described as' knowledgeable '.
The five carts of books here referred to this kind of bamboo slips.
Of course, there were not only bamboo slips here. There was also a large amount of animal skin and silk used as paper to record words and books. Just this alone was unimaginably extravagant at that time. It consumed a lot of resources.
It was even to the point of making people gasp in admiration.
"So many books, how many ancient books did the Duke of Huainan collect? No wonder it's said that after the Duke of Huainan 'ascended to immortality', even his house ascended with him. There were very few things left in his house. No one knew why all the treasures he collected before disappeared. I thought they were taken away by the ascension. Now it seems that they were taken into the mausoleum. "
The Flowery Monk exclaimed.
The ancients always had a kind of heartfelt respect for books and knowledge. Many people regarded books as more important than their lives. In ancient times, people even had to borrow or steal books to read. Some people worked hard to record the books they had read and kept them as family heirlooms.
He could eagerly read a book for several years, and he would even hug it in his arms when he slept at night.
It was not an exaggeration to say that they forgot to eat and sleep.
It was just that the knowledge in those books was too precious.
It was not easy to pass it down.
Now all the books in such a hall appeared in front of him, which brought a strong sense of shock.
"Good, this is the biggest and most precious treasure, the real priceless treasure."
Yi Tianxing couldn't help but feel excited when he saw it.
Such a huge number of books was really incredible.
The books inside were carefully collected by the Duke of Huainan. With his status and strength at that time, the books he collected must have been from the Spring and Autumn Period, or even the Pre-Qin Period. Many of these books had been lost in the long river of history in the later generations.
They were the crystallization of the ancients' wisdom.
Especially in the Spring and Autumn Period, hundreds of schools of thought contended. At that time, the sparks of wisdom from the ancestors of the human race were enough to match the development of human history for thousands of years. The books and inherited knowledge of that time were even more priceless.
At that time, the Mo family could create mechanical birds that could fly and mechanical beasts that could fight and kill. The powerful mechanical city. The farmers could make the rice ripen in a shorter time. The doctors could see the diseases in the human body at a glance. The Suspending Thread Syndrome was a legend.
The military could devise strategies and decide the victory from a thousand miles away.
All kinds of theories emerged one after another. All kinds of skills were developed to the point that people were amazed and amazed after thousands of years.
And this knowledge might very well exist in this hall.
These thoughts appeared in his mind. Even Yi Tianxing couldn't help but have all kinds of ideas.
"Take them all and put them in the Sutras Pavilion. This is a real priceless treasure, which can no longer be measured by value or money. As long as I can put them in the Sutras Pavilion, the knowledge inheritance of the entire Xuanhuang Town will become more abundant. The Sutras Pavilion is really worthy of its reputation. It will be of unimaginable help to the development of the town. "
A thought instantly took root in his mind and couldn't be erased.
Looking at these things, he was more excited than looking at any rare treasures.
"Mohist Mechanism Hundred Questions, this is the Mo family's book. It's here too. "
Ye Zhiqiu went forward and picked up a bamboo slip from a bookshelf. The words on the bamboo slip were reflected in his eyes.
"And here, 'Jade Rice Cultivation Notes, this is the farmer's book. Jade Rice, what kind of rice is this? Is it some kind of special rice? Why have I never heard of it before? Or is it cultivated and not known by ordinary people? The news has been blocked. "
The Flowery Monk also picked up a bamboo slip and muttered to himself.
"'Basic Medicine Scripture'!!"
Yi Tianxing also picked up a bamboo slip, which was a medicine scripture. It recorded all kinds of herbs, effects, uses, how to identify, how to pick and so on.
These were the crystallization of wisdom left by the predecessors. They recorded their own experiences. It didn't look like much, but the value was equally shocking.
"'Purple Sun Pill Scripture', this is a book of alchemy notes."
A book written on animal skin appeared in front of him. This kind of pill scripture contained an alchemist's understanding and understanding of alchemy. There were even various elixir recipes inside, which was extremely precious.
For a type of elixir to be formed, it had to go through hundreds and thousands of experiments, learning from each failure, and finally create it. Its value couldn't be bought with money. Not to mention, it also contained all kinds of alchemy experiences and annotations. The value of it was even higher.
"'Analects of Confucius', 'Spring and Autumn Annals', 'Han Feizi'. These books are actually here. "
Ye Zhiqiu picked up a few bamboo slips and said quickly with a look of amazement on his face.
"The book collection here is extremely rich. With Huainan Duke's status back then, it wasn't difficult for him to collect these books. Moreover, the Great Han Dynasty also had a library. With his status, as long as he requested, even if he couldn't take out the original book, he could still get a copy. It's not difficult to understand that the book collection is so rich. "
Yi Tianxing took a deep breath and made up his mind to move all the books here and put them into the Sutra Pavilion. Becoming a collection of books in it would enrich the heritage of Xuanhuang Town to the greatest extent.
Not to mention anything else, as long as the news spread out, it would definitely attract the interest of countless scholars. It had an innate advantage in attracting talents.
The book collection here was too rich.
"Coming uninvited, you are a thief!! Do you want to be a book thief? "
At this moment, in the main hall, a white-haired old man in a Confucian robe suddenly walked out from behind a bookshelf, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand. Looking at Yi Tianxing and the other two, he said calmly word by word.
But in those words, there was a kind of power that attacked the soul.
When he opened his mouth, Awe-Inspiring Righteousness burst out.
It made people unconsciously give birth to a kind of illusion that they didn't dare to look at him. It seemed that in terms of momentum, they were naturally suppressed and felt that they were wrong. Their momentum was dampened.
This was the power of Confucianism.
The Awe-Inspiring Righteousness swept over, making people involuntarily feel invisible pressure.
Ye Zhiqiu and the Flowery Monk subconsciously felt as if they had done something wrong. Their momentum was dampened, and they didn't even dare to look directly at the old man in front of them. They felt as if there was a kind of burning on their faces, as if they met their master when they were stealing. Needless to say, that kind of embarrassment was needless to say.
Even Yi Tianxing was secretly stunned.
Fortunately, this force had no way to affect him. As soon as it appeared in his mind, it was immediately shattered by a dragon roar that broke out in his body. It turned into nothing.
Confucianism was best at cultivating Awe-Inspiring Righteousness.
Cultivating Righteousness with talent. Righteousness was just like Yang.
"What a pure Awe-Inspiring Righteousness, what a profound Confucian cultivation. May I ask who you are, senior? "
Yi Tianxing took a deep breath, vaguely feeling that the white-haired old man in front of him was definitely a powerful Confucian cultivator, but it was difficult to estimate his specific realm. However, just by perception, he could know that the aura in his body was like a vast ocean, unfathomable. The Awe-Inspiring Righteousness in his body was no trivial matter. Appearing here, it was obvious that he was not a simple existence.
"I came from the book. You can call me Elder Shu Shan. "
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