"If you want to see ancient books, please go up to the second floor!"
The shop assistant led Chung Shen-soo and Jiang Kun up the stairs.
Just as they stepped on the stairs, Chung Shen-soo felt a layer of enchantment, which was both defense and protection.
"Hee hee …"
"Haha …"
There seemed to be soft voices coming from the shadows around them.
In the darkness, there seemed to be eyes with all kinds of evil colors staring at the people coming.
An old and moldy smell spread at the tip of the three people's noses.
There were all kinds of bookshelves around them, on which there were scattered ancient books. There were thread-bound books, parchment, black hard-cover notebooks, and all kinds of scattered papers with some scribbled words.
Just by looking at the brush strokes, one would feel a wave of annoyance.
Jiang Kun subconsciously glanced at the cover of a book. There were some cloud-like ripples on it. They looked like clouds, but also like water ripples. They were like entrenched tree roots, and together, they formed a black hole that attracted people's attention.
In the details of those lines, there seemed to be the most essential mystery of the Great Dao, containing the miracle of life …
"Customer!"
The shop assistant looked straight ahead and definitely did not look at any of the ancient books. He reminded, "Don't look at these ancient books for a long time, or you will also be affected."
"Thank you!"
Jiang Kun wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and sincerely thanked him.
"Old Li, these two want to buy ancient books, I'll leave them to you."
The shop assistant threw Chung Shen-soo to a skinny old man who was buried behind a table, like a white-haired old scholar, and then ran downstairs as if he was running for his life.
Obviously, even if he knew the taboo here, he was not willing to stay here for long.
Old Li turned a deaf ear to him. He was concentrating on a green ancient page in front of him, constantly muttering, "The change of life and death, turning people into pupae, sublimation … sublimation …"
At the side of his mouth, there seemed to be some crystal clear liquid flowing down.
"Brother Fang …"
Jiang Kun's voice was trembling, and he wanted to escape.
This old 'decoder' looked very dangerous. He wouldn't go berserk in the next moment, would he?
"You translated it wrongly."
Chung Shen-soo glanced at it and said, "The true expression of this sentence should be — 'Like a moth flying into a flame, it will turn into a pupa, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, it will be reborn after death'!"
"You …"
Old Man Li suddenly raised his head and his eyes lit up. Suddenly, he clapped his hands, "Hey! So that was how it was! Wonderful … wonderful! "
Only then did he notice the two of them. He bowed to Chung Shen-soo and said, "Please forgive me for my rudeness. I did not expect to meet a Master Translator!"
"I've only done some research on the Great Dao. I'm here to buy some ancient books."
Chung Shen-soo laughed.
"A rare guest indeed." Old Li wiped the corner of his mouth. "Many cultivators come to my Tide-listening Pavilion to sell ancient books, but very few buy them …"
He glanced at Jiang Kun, and his face bloomed like a chrysanthemum, revealing his sparse teeth. "Don't be afraid … I'm not crazy, and I won't go crazy … Those who are about to go crazy have already been imprisoned and sealed by the pavilion …"
Old Man Li walked out from behind the desk and asked, "What kind of ancient book would you like to buy?"
"Local customs, ancient secret history, anything is fine!"
Chung Shen-soo said and looked around. "Why are there so many ancient books here, and they are all written in the Great Dao …"
"A small portion of these are true ancient books, but the majority … are notes deliberately written by great cultivators in the language of the Great Dao. There are also ancient books written by cultivators after they fell into cultivation deviation. There are even some that were left behind by Runic Masters before they died …"
After Old Man Li's explanation, Chung Shen-soo more or less understood.
A real secret book of the Great Dao could make a cultivator collapse with just a single word on it.
Thus, the supreme secret manuals that were passed down from ancient times were also supreme vicious objects. Anyone who had seen them would go crazy ….
However, some cultivators were still able to write down some things before they died in their madness.
These "translations" also carried strong pollution, and all the cultivators who read them went crazy. But some people could write down some insights before they died.
Most of these insights were written in the Great Dao. After all, the Great Dao had its own charm and could carry the Great Dao.
Like this, after countless generations of "dilution", the pollution was finally reduced to the point where it could be read normally. This was the ancient book passed down by the major sects.
The real job of the Tide-listening Pavilion's "Text Decoders" was to translate the slightly polluted books into text and then refine them into the bookworm.
The bookworm of the Tide-listening Pavilion could be considered a unique item. It could reduce the slight pollution to a negligible level, and it was considered safe and pollution-free. It was widely praised by cultivators.
This was also the foundation of the Tide-listening Pavilion.
And if they encountered a book with too much pollution, a few Text Decoders might have to die and go through a lot of translation before the later generations could see what was going on.
In the Tide-listening Pavilion, according to the degree of pollution, the various ancient books were divided into four categories: Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow.
The Heaven category was a supreme secret that could make people go crazy with just a glance. It had always been a legend.
Perhaps, in the orthodox Xuanmen, there was an original collection that recorded the secrets of heaven and earth.
The Earth category was also a book of great evil. Nine out of ten people who read it would die, and the last one would most likely go crazy.
The Black category was part of the work of the Text Decoders, but it would accumulate risks if they read too much.
The last one was the Yellow category. Even ordinary people could read it without pollution or with very little pollution. For example, the content contained in the bookworm.
"In that case, the [Four Seas Extraordinary Scripture] that I have is actually an ancient book. I can sell it on the second floor, and after the decipherment master deciphered it, I can refine it into a bookworm that doesn't have any crazy effects?
Chung Shen-soo was deep in thought. "However, this handwritten copy is at most the Black category. The real original Four Seas Strange Scripture is probably the Earth category. As for the Heavenly Mother Scripture, it must be the Heaven category …"
"Local customs and ancient secrets?"
Old Li blew his beard. "There's a bookworm downstairs for this kind of ancient book. Why come up?"
"It's different. The slightest difference can lead to a huge difference … "
Chung Shen-soo shook his head.
The bookworm below must have been translated by the Text Decoders. As long as it was translated, there would definitely be some differences, or even mistakes!
After all, the level of these Text Decoders … Hehe …
"It's best to find the original copy. Only then can I obtain the most authentic first-hand information … I can accurately grasp the context of the world and not be deceived by others …"
Chung Shen-soo was still a little wary of the Ouroboros of Time and the Sect Master.
In fact, he had used the method of possession to hide. While hiding from Tianmu and the other Outer Gods, he had also hidden from the Sect Master. That was why he had such concerns.
If he really wanted to contact them unilaterally, he could do it immediately, such as trying to recite their true names.
However, it would be too one-sided to only listen to one side.
Chung Shen-soo was prepared to investigate this world first, then talk to those two before making his own choice.
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