In the courtyard of this sea of books, there is also a place with a tightly locked door and a powerful formation.
Chen Bahuang could feel that if anyone broke in, an alarm would be sounded immediately and the place would be sealed off.
With Shuhai's accumulation over the years, the formation that can be set up here is definitely very powerful.
Chen Bahuang didn't have many ideas to try.
Fu Jun, who became the president of Shuhai, did not become arrogant, he was still the same as before.
While talking, he took Chen Bahuang and walked inside.
After a while of busy work and taking out a lot of things, I finally solved the formation.
When I entered the room, I saw that the room was full of bookshelves just like the Sutra Pavilion.
The most eye-catching thing is the bookshelf in the middle, which contains catalogs.
"The collection of books in the Sutra Pavilion is not fixed. Sometimes the master and lecturers will bring some back from outside."
"So the collection of books is constantly growing."
"However, there are more than 6,300 volumes on cultivation and various types of exercises, and 341 volumes on magical powers."
"According to power and difficulty of cultivation, we at Shuhai also classify all skills and magical powers according to the black and yellow of heaven and earth."
"Among them, the heaven-level skills and supernatural powers are only available in the Secret Pavilion of the Buddhist Scriptures. As for the incomplete heaven-level skills, there are quite a few outside."
The Secret Pavilion of Buddhist Scriptures?
Chen Bahuang learned from Fu Jun last time that there was a hidden space in the Sutra Pavilion.
But last time, Fu Jun made it somewhat mysterious in order to whet his appetite.
"The Secret Pavilion of Buddhist Scriptures is on the highest floor, behind the deepest bookshelf. Usually only the Master and a few lecturers can go in."
"It contains sixty-three heaven-level books and two hundred and ten earth-level books."
"The people watching the books outside are students, and we can still go up and give them some advice, but inside there are all teachers and lecturers, and no one dares to say anything even if they mess up."
"We, the so-called presidents of the Book Sea, are actually the book boys who go in and clean up during the last hour of every Friday afternoon."
"Of course, this is also the biggest benefit of our Book Sea. The president can bring two other helpers in to clean and organize the bookshelves."
No wonder, there are many people who know that this position of president is very troublesome, but they still rush to take it.
That is a truly high-end technique, and it is naturally more powerful than those magical powers outside.
Of course, this does not mean that the power of the technique can be completely determined based on the grade alone.
There are no rubbish practices, only rubbish practitioners!
No matter how powerful the heaven-level skills are, if they are trained by garbage without talent, they will still be a piece of garbage in the end.
For example, the Weak Water Three Thousand Jue that Chu Yan practiced was placed on the bookshelf outside for anyone to learn from.
But relying on this water technique, the only ones who can achieve the title of genius are Chu Yan and her master.
However, with a place like this, if you don’t go in and take a look, you will probably regret it for the rest of your life.
Having said this, Fu Jun carefully took out a piece of jade from his arms, placed it on the magic circle in front of him, and untied the protective magic circle.
He untied the large array on the bookshelf, took out a thick catalog, and gave it to Chen Bahuang.
"This is the original catalog. It will briefly introduce the directions of those techniques, as well as what attributes of Yuan Vein are suitable for monks to practice."
"As for the heaven-level directory inside, we are not allowed to copy it. It can only be stored in the minds of us, each president."
"And the other bookshelves around it are catalogs with more detailed explanations of various exercises."
"We, the members of Shuhai, learned this through our own learning, or from other seniors who have learned these techniques and magical powers."
"You also know that most of the techniques you practice are not willing to be exposed to others."
"For this information, we Shuhai members have worked hard for countless generations to collect it."
"You must be careful when reading."
Fu Jun looked so nervous that Chen Bahuang couldn't help but laugh.
But think about it, you can probably record thousands of books of exercises and magical powers, all of them.
Every thick book in this room represents the hard work of a member of the Book Sea for an unknown amount of time.
It takes a sea of books and many generations of efforts to be able to collect enough books in such a house.
"How long can I stay here?"
I just subconsciously asked out of curiosity. In such an important place, as an outsider, I am naturally a little restricted.
Unexpectedly, Fu Jun smiled at himself and waved his hand.
"I am the president, and I got it all because of you. I will use the name of the president as your guarantee."
"You can stay here as long as you want. Of course, remember not to damage the collection of books here."
"These are really collected by our seniors after a long period of hard work."
It can be seen that Fu Jun is a true book lover.
He was afraid of being damaged. He was just worried that the hard work of these predecessors could not be passed on, not anything else.
This was Chen Bahuang's re-recognition of Fu Jun.
These days, there are really not many people like him.
"Today is Thursday, and tomorrow is the time to organize the library and secret cabinet. You can watch it here today. When the time comes, I will come in and call you."
"I still have a lot of messy things to deal with outside, so I can't continue to stay here with you."
Seeing that Fu Jun believed in him so much and was willing to let him stay here alone, Chen Bahuang naturally gave him a guarantee.
"Don't worry, I will treat these books with extreme care, and I will never damage any page."
Hearing this, Fu Jun also grinned.
Of course, this smile paired with his bitter and hateful face is really weird.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Jun left.
Chen Bahuang also rubbed his brows while looking at the catalog in the room.
To be honest, Chen Bahuang doesn't like reading very much.
Just thinking about it, the catalog here is already reduced from the many books in the Sutra Pavilion.
If you let yourself go through so many books in the Sutra Pavilion and read them one by one, you will really get numb from reading them.
Fortunately, it seems that what he did before was not in vain, and he was able to make a good friend like Fu Jun.
The collection of books here is well classified like the Scripture Collection Pavilion. Chen Bahuang's first goal is naturally to look in the direction of Huo Jue.
Seeing the entire bookshelf of catalogs, I sighed first and then got closer.
Chen Bahuang began to bury himself in the sea of books, searching for the most suitable technique among them.
