Chapter 450
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"A Brief History of Soul?"
Early in the morning, Huo Ying had just walked out of his room when he saw Lu Ping standing in the yard, so he came over to ask him. Poor Huo Ying still had a towel draped over his shoulder, a toothbrush in one hand and a cup of water in the other. With foam in his mouth, he mumbled to himself before continuing to wash up. "A Brief History of Soul" was without a doubt the most classic book in the history of the cultivation world. He held it in high esteem, so he didn't think it was appropriate to discuss it in his current state.
Water splashed onto his face, dispelling the last trace of sleepiness. Huo Ying pulled himself together and turned to look at Lu Ping, who had been waiting for him.
"Why did you suddenly want to read this book?" Huo Ying asked.
"To understand the principles and logic behind this ability, I need to grasp some basic theories and knowledge." Lu Ping said as he patted the notebook in his hand.
"From your tone, you don't know anything about" A Brief History of Soul "?" Huo Ying was surprised. He understood Lu Ping well enough. He knew that because of the Soul Lock, Lu Ping had been focused on self-cultivation, so he didn't know much about common sense in the secular world or the cultivation world. But "A Brief History of Soul"! No matter what, Lu Ping was still cultivating the power of soul, wasn't he? How could he not have read this book? This was unimaginable to anyone else.
"I only know the title of the book." Lu Ping said.
"I really have nothing to say to you." Huo Ying looked up at the sky.
"Where can I find this book?" This was the reason why Lu Ping looked for Huo Ying.
"I don't have it with me, but it's not hard to find." As Huo Ying spoke, he saw Sun Yingsheng walk out of the door with a yawn. He pointed and said, "There's one over there."
"What?" Sun Yingsheng saw Huo Ying point at him and asked.
"A Brief History of Soul." Lu Ping said.
"Oh." Sun Yingsheng smiled, "You've heard about it. Do you want to see it?"
"Can I?" Lu Ping asked.
"Of course." As Sun Yingsheng spoke, he returned to the house and took out a wooden box. After pushing open the lid of the box, he took out an old book with yellowed pages and handed it to Lu Ping with unusual solemnity.
"Thank you." Lu Ping nodded and said.
Sun Yingsheng smiled smugly. When he was about to say something, he saw Lu Ping turn around after thanking him. He took two or three steps back to his room. A loud bang echoed. The door was tightly shut.
"What's going on?" Sun Yingsheng was still in a daze from just waking up. This time, he was even more confused.
Huo Ying was still in the courtyard, but he didn't answer. He just smiled and sat on the bamboo chair in the courtyard.
Sun Yingsheng stood in front of the door for a while. Only then did he regain his senses.
"Damn, he said he wanted to read. Did he mean to read books?" Sun Yingsheng suddenly exclaimed.
This sentence was a little strange. Of course he wanted to read books. What else could it be?
But Huo Ying seemed to understand Sun Yingsheng's meaning. He smiled again and nodded, "He hasn't read A Brief History of Soul, so he wants to read it."
"He hasn't read A Brief History of Soul? Are you kidding me? "Sun Yingsheng exclaimed. No matter how urgent the matter was, it couldn't stop Sun Yingsheng from being surprised for a moment before he returned to his main point, "But is my A Brief History of Soul for fucking reading? This is the only copy from 1759, the oldest existing edition in the world. There are even annotations personally written by Academician Zhou Tong in his later years. Is this f * cking for reading? This is for appreciating, you little bastard! "
Sun Yingsheng shouted in exasperation as he rushed towards Lu Ping's room, determined to get the book back. But Huo Ying swayed on the bamboo chair and said, "It won't spoil even if I let him read it."
"How do you know it won't spoil? That guy has rabbits in his room! "Sun Yingsheng shouted.
"You just need to tell him to take good care of the book. He will definitely do it. "When Huo Ying said this, he didn't smile, but used an unusually serious tone.
Sun Yingsheng had already rushed to Lu Ping's door. His right hand, which was about to knock on the door, suddenly stopped in mid-air. After hesitating for three seconds, he finally walked to the window of Lu Ping's room and knocked lightly three times.
"Who is it?" Lu Ping was sitting at the table by the window. He pushed the window open and saw Sun Yingsheng appear outside the window with a rather unfriendly expression.
He glanced at the precious book that Lu Ping had opened and placed on the table. His heart immediately ached. Usually, he held this book carefully in his hands. It was like a pearl in the palm. He had never placed it on the table so casually.
"Is your table clean?" Sun Yingsheng subconsciously asked the first sentence that came out of his mouth.
Lu Ping was stunned. He wiped his finger across the table and said, "It's clean."
"This book is very precious. You have to be careful. You can't damage it in the slightest, and you can't casually flip it," Sun Yingsheng said.
"Really?" Lu Ping looked down. He had already read half a page, but didn't find this book precious.
"This is the only copy from 1759. Do you know? " Sun Yingsheng said earnestly. He pointed at the side notes on the first page of the book. "Do you see the small words written on the side? Those are Academician Zhou Tong's personal annotations. "
"Zhou Tong?" Lu Ping's ignorance began to play again.
"A hundred years ago, Academician Zhou Tong of the Southern Sky Academy. A Brief History of Soul was initiated by him. In the end, he gathered the best of the four academies and spent seven years compiling it. Academician Zhou Tong dedicated his entire life to this Brief History of Soul. In the book in your hands, there are his annotations on this work that he organized and compiled in his later years. The current A Brief History of Soul has been revised many times by later generations. This Zhou Tong edition is the only copy left. Not to mention, this is Academician Zhou Tong's personal annotations. It's the original Zhou Tong edition. “
"I understand. I will be careful," Lu Ping said, nodding. His tone made it hard to tell if he really understood. However, he always said the words "I will be careful" with absolute certainty.
Sun Yingsheng's expression finally relaxed a lot. However, his eyes still stayed on the book on the table. "Alright, then take a look. Although the Zhou Tong edition is old, the content is more or less the same. I have never felt that the later generations' revisions have any finishing touches. It's fine if there are, but it doesn't matter if there aren't. Take a look! "
"Okay." Lu Ping nodded and reached out to close the window.
"Be careful!" Sun Yingsheng saw the window close and couldn't help but yell again.
"Understood." Lu Ping replied from the window.
"Don't look at it while eating." Sun Yingsheng emphasized.
"Okay."
"Wash your hands before reading."
"Okay."
"Be careful of your rabbit. Don't let it eat the book."
"Okay."
"Put the cup away from the book."
"Okay."
"Don't look at it before sleeping. You'll crush the book when you sleep."
"Okay."
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