"Supreme existence … I didn't expect this author to be involved in this field … His fate is probably not good …"
From these distorted blood-colored words, Chung Shen-soo sensed madness, despair, and even … the fear of death!
The so-called 'supreme' probably referred to existences like [Ascendant Matron] and [Gate Master].
Wouldn't an ant-like cultivator be courting death if he dared to record the wrongs of these Outer Gods and True Gods?
He didn't even need to do anything. The backlash of fate was enough to trap him.
Chung Shen-soo closed the book and put it on the bookshelf.
Old Li asked with a smile, "Have you made up your mind?"
"These books are all excellent."
Chung Shen-soo sighed. "Unfortunately, I'm short of money. I'd better go earn some banknotes first. I'll come back next time!"
"You …"
Old Li came to a realization. His eyes seemed to be saying, "Kid, are you freeloading?"
Chung Shen-soo glanced at him. The meaning was probably, "How can a scholar's business be called freeloading?"
"Sorry to bother you, sir. I'll take my leave now. There's no need to send me off."
Chung Shen-soo leisurely led Jiang Kun, who looked ashamed, down the stairs and out of the Tide-listening Pavilion.
"Brother Fang …"
Jiang Kun hesitated and said, "Even if you want to learn from those poor mortal scholars, you have to buy a book in the end. How can you go there in the future?"
"It's okay!"
Chung Shen-soo waved his hand and pointed to a corner of the market. "What's that over there? It's very lively. "
"That's where the street stalls are. You only need to pay one banknote to set up the stall for a day. There are many fakes among them …"
Jiang Kun seemed to have been cheated before. He reminded Fang Ping solemnly.
"It's okay. Lend me some banknotes first. I'll set up a stall and earn some pocket money."
Chung Shen-soo said with a smile.
"Brother Fang, what kind of business do you want to do?" Jiang Kun suddenly felt that something was wrong. He was the one who wanted to suck up to Fang Ping.
But now, it seemed that he was also freeloading?
In fact, he even had to pay for it and run errands for it …
"Opening a stall specializing in deciphering the text of the Great Dao for cultivators, isn't it too much to charge him a thousand gold per word?"
Chung Shen-soo stretched himself.
As for the Tide-listening Pavilion's possible follow-up, he was just fishing.
"That person in the Tide-listening Pavilion seems interesting … It's a pity that I can't use the Light of Order in my main body. Otherwise, I could make him kneel and lick my boots …"
…
Tide-listening Pavilion.
After Chung Shen-soo went downstairs, the aggrieved, flustered, and exasperated expression on Old Man Li's face suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if he was just a puppet.
He paced back and forth in front of the bookshelf that Chung Shen-soo had looked at. After staring at it for a long time, he came to a corner of the attic and pressed a certain switch.
There was a creaking sound.
A staircase was slowly lowered.
Old Man Li walked up the stairs step by step. He walked very slowly and arrived at the third floor of the Tide-listening Pavilion that had never been opened to the public.
Rumble!
After passing through a barrier, all kinds of noises entered his ears.
"Observing the Heavenly Book? How do you explain the etchings? How do you explain them? "
"I transform into all things, and all things transform themselves. How do I exist? No … no … "
"Ah … the great calamity destroys the world, the great calamity destroys the world, we will die, everything will return to death!"
…
Many beast-like roars could be heard. Just hearing them could make ordinary cultivators upset and increase the risk of madness.
The third floor of the Tide-listening Pavilion was actually a cage!
Old Man Li passed by an iron fence and saw one of the old text breakers smashing his head against the wall until it was dripping with blood. Then, he dipped his hand in the blood and wrote.
Those weren't ordinary words, but the words of the Great Dao!
Old Man Li sighed and quickly walked past the half-mad text breaker to the core area of the third floor.
Light!
A kind of light, although weak, was enough to illuminate the darkness. One bright and one dark, it illuminated this area.
Old Man Li looked up and saw a mass of material that was between illusion and reality, like a glowing jellyfish, collapsing and expanding.
Translucent tentacles reached into the cells and into the skulls of the half-mad decoders. They seemed to be absorbing something …
If the guests of the Tide-listening Pavilion saw this scene, they would be extremely shocked.
After all, the Tide-listening Pavilion had raised such a dangerous looking demon on the third floor of the pavilion!
"Pavilion Master!"
Old Man Li bowed respectfully.
This strange demon was the pavilion master of the Tide-listening Pavilion, a grand cultivator who had mutated!
"I feel it … someone is deciphering the words of the Great Dao on the second floor today? The light of civilization, the fire of information … makes one salivate … "
The glowing jellyfish turned bright red like a huge ball of meat.
"There is indeed someone, but he didn't take away any of the local secret books. He only read the Strange Tales … It hasn't been long, and I don't know if it's suitable for the pavilion master …"
Old Man Li said in a low voice.
"Something went wrong when I was cultivating the [Supreme Origin Seeing My Life Scripture], and I turned into this half-human, half-ghost form. I can only absorb the literary qi every day to save my life … This ancient book is too profound, and it's an earth secret book, infinitely close to the heaven. I have to find a master to translate the real scripture. Only then can I fix the flaws and transform into a human being. You must hurry up!
"I made the pavilion not open to the second floor because I want to fish. I want to find a real master, or even a grandmaster, to translate the mysterious scripture for me at the risk of his life!"
The blood-red mass of meat trembled violently, and an illusory tentacle fell on Old Man Li.
Old Man Li stiffened as if he had been whipped, but he forced himself to endure it. "Yes! I have sent people to keep an eye on him. He hasn't left the market place, and his every move is under our control. Please rest assured, pavilion master! "
He, the pavilion master, had made a mistake while cultivating the secret book and had now turned into a demon.
Originally, he was just a bookshelf full of eyes, an existence similar to a 'book demon'.
But during this period of time, the degree of mutation continued to deepen, and he had already mutated into something even more evil.
Old Man Li looked very respectful on the surface, but in his heart, he corresponded this form with the description in a certain western ancient book.
— Information creature! A demon of civilization!
Although it was only in the infant stage, if it went berserk, it would undoubtedly bring a disaster to the cultivators within a hundred miles!
If Chung Shen-soo was here, he would certainly know why he had that feeling before.
As an information creature, a demon of civilization, the nature of the other party was between virtual and real. It was born a semi-digital existence, and it also had the halo of cognitive fallacy, which could easily tamper with the cognition of cultivators.
But for Chung Shen-soo, who had the authority of the Light of Order, it was equivalent to sending food to his door.
With just a thought, he could easily take over all the authority of the other party, and then modify the panel at will …
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