Tantai Ming said hurriedly, "Although our Lingqing Sect is now a little thinner and a little depressed, it is still a large sect with tens of thousands of people!"
"Even the eight major sects outside have only been established for a few thousand years."
"Especially our sect's library is better than those of the eight major sects. There are thousands of books in it, and there are even unique copies of ancient classics that were lost ten thousand years ago!"
He actively encouraged, "Junior sister, do you want to go and have a look? You will definitely not be disappointed."
Library?
Chusang became interested.
The Tianyan Sect's library also has a lot of books, but they are not really rich, especially the special collection of books about the Talisman Formation. Ordinary disciples can only borrow those low-level books.
I wonder what this sect’s library is like?
Tantai Ming saw her curiosity. He threw out the black iron sword before, and when it saw the wind, it swelled until the sword was big enough to accommodate the two of them.
He took a step, jumped up on the sword handsomely, and stretched out his hand to her, "Come on, little junior sister, I will take you over to have a look!"
Chu Sang looked at him with dead fish eyes, "Can I still trust you?"
Tantai Ming pulled her onto the sword, "I believe Seventh Senior Brother, last time was just an accident!"
The two of them flew to the library in a hurry.
Chu Sang was lucky enough to experience a modified version of a roller coaster.
"Ugh~"
After arriving at the station, I almost vomited.
Sure enough, a man's mouth is a liar.
Chu Sang calmed down for a while, and after following Tantai Ming into the library, the surprise on his face never stopped.
Although Lingqing Sect is just a little-known sect, its library is indeed ridiculously large, with nine floors!
The eight major sects' libraries only have five floors, and the area of each floor only accounts for half of the Lingqing sect's library... Chu Sang intuitively felt that this sect was not as simple as he thought. Perhaps it was really thousands of years ago. The lonely sect is a bit sad.
Chu Sang spent the whole day in the library. During this period, Tantai Ming went out for a trip. She didn't pay attention and soaked in the sea of books wholeheartedly, working tirelessly.
From the first floor to the fifth floor, there is no fall on every floor.
Mental skills, swordsmanship, alchemy, weapon refining, and talismans...
The library has everything you need.
Whenever she came across a classic book that interested her, Chu Sang would tirelessly read it all. Even though her talent for remembering ten lines at a glance and having a photographic memory was incredible enough, after a day, she could only get a tiny glimpse into the sea of books.
Chusang decided that the library would be her home from now on, but unfortunately, she could only borrow books up to the fifth floor.
Before Tantai Ming came, she warned her that ordinary disciples could not borrow books above the fifth floor.
Even below the fifth floor, the collection of books and jade slips is already staggeringly large, and there are many high-level classics and ancient unique copies that have been lost for a long time. Although Chusang is very interested in all the fairy books, the path of cultivation should be gradual and step-by-step, and she should not aim too high. Her top priority is to master the talismans first.
The elementary talisman book had already been read over by Chu Sang.
She wanted to learn some more advanced talismans, so she took out a jade slip of intermediate talismans and patted it between her eyebrows, but the next second, there was a sharp pain in the sea of consciousness, and she had to withdraw first.
Chu Sang knew that she was not enlightened enough.
You can only write down the contents of the runes first, and then slowly ponder them as your understanding increases.
Time passed quickly. Chu Sang heard Tantai Ming calling her outside and found that the sky outside the window was already dark.
She rubbed her sore temples, picked two more jade slips and stuffed them into her Qiankun bag, packed them up and left the cabinet.
"Seventh Senior Brother."
She trotted over and walked alongside him.
"Little junior sister, you didn't stay in the library for a whole day, right?"
"What's wrong?"
"You have been reading such boring things for so long?" Tantai Ming scratched his head with a look of disbelief on his face, "When Master was still here, she always told us to go to the library to study more, but when I saw those densely packed words I just have a headache, and I can’t even watch..."
Hiss, this senior brother is a bit pretentious.
If you don’t work hard when you are young, when you have a solo with the male protagonist in the future, senior brother, you will be beheaded with a knife!
Chu Sang decided to take the Seventh Senior Brother with him.
She wants to take her seventh senior brother with her to escape from the tragic ending!
"Gulu~"
She touched her stomach and felt hungry.
Well, I have to eat before I open the book.
Breeding can only be done after the foundation building period. Chusang still needs to eat three meals a day. Tantai had built the foundation early tomorrow morning and subconsciously forgot about such an important thing. When he saw the little junior sister hungry, he suddenly realized and patted his head, "Junior sister, please wait for me for a while!"
Fengfenghuohuo left, and after half a stick of incense, Fengfenghuohuo came back.
Mu Chihuai jumped off the flying sword, holding a bag of rice in one hand and a hanging pile of fat and thin fresh animal meat in the other.
As soon as Chusang opened the rice bag, the mellow rice fragrance contained a hint of spiritual energy. Just one whiff was refreshing and made people appetite.
It's Lingmi!
Cultivating spiritual rice requires special spiritual soil, spiritual fields, spiritual spring irrigation, and specialized wood monks to check the growth of the spiritual rice day and night. The requirements for temperature, soil, fertilizer, etc. are also extremely demanding... It can be said to be a harvest. One acre of spiritual rice requires a lot of financial and labor investment.
Precisely because spiritual rice is extremely difficult to cultivate, the yield is low, and the market price is extremely expensive, a hundred or so spiritual stones can only buy a small amount of spiritual rice the size of a fist.
The spiritual rice brought back by Tantai Ming was of the best quality, and she had never tasted it even a few times in Tianyan Sect before.
Beast meat is not the pig and mutton that can be seen everywhere in the market, but monster meat with excellent taste. If the cultivator eats it, it will not produce impurities in the body that will affect his future practice. Instead, the spiritual power contained in the monster meat will Helps strengthen the body.
Chu Sang had to say that she was a little touched. She had not been treated so well as a direct disciple in Tianyan Sect before. She did not expect to come to such a small sect and experience the feeling of being pampered by a group of junior sisters.
To express his gratitude, Chusang showed off his skills and cooked a delicious meal.
"It smells so good..." Tantai Ming swallowed furiously, and when Chu Sang put the plate on the table, the hungry dogs pounced on the food, like locusts passing by, "It's so delicious, woo woo, better than the food cooked by the second senior brother." It’s the best meal I’ve ever had in my life!”
Chu Sang looked at his exaggerated expression and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "It's not that big of a deal."
"Is that second senior brother's cooking terrible?"
Mu Chihuai put down his chopsticks, his face solemn and his eyes full of pity, "It was because I was almost poisoned by his rice back then that I forced myself to break through the foundation building one year after joining the sect."
Chu Sang was shocked, is it so mysterious? I thought something was wrong, "Wait a minute, senior brother, didn't you say before that the sect hasn't recruited new people in ten years?"
"You broke through the Foundation Establishment one year after joining the sect, but your cultivation is still in the early stage of Foundation Establishment. In other words, you have made almost no progress in your cultivation within nine years?"
Moreover, ten years ago, he was only about seven years old. He broke through to foundation building at the age of seven. He was almost as good as the pervert Mo Qingchen. How could he have made almost no progress in cultivation in nine years?
"I am a born spirit." He burped.
Chu Sang then remembered that although Tantai Ming's spiritual roots were not top-notch compared to the geniuses of the eight major sects, his physique was a natural spiritual body that could only be seen once in a thousand years.
What does it mean to be born a spirit? You don't have to do anything every day, even eating, drinking, and sleeping can increase your cultivation level. As long as you don't mess up and work hard, your cultivation level will improve by leaps and bounds, which is beyond the reach of others.
Chusang looked at his seventh senior brother with complicated eyes. It seemed that he was forced to work hard for one year after joining the sect, and the remaining nine years were all wasted.
This is not okay.
Because when he thought of a natural spirit body, Chusang thought of another thing.
It is good to be born with a spiritual body, but through the ages, good things have been coveted by others.
In the original work, Tantai Ming was trapped by love and fell into despair. The real reason why he fell into the devil's path was that in a secret realm, a demon king's remnant soul stared at his natural spirit body, and Tantai Ming was not strong enough, so he took away his body.
"..." Chu Sang thought about this, and her heart suddenly sank.
"Junior sister, what are you thinking about?"
Tantai Ming waved his hand in front of her.
