"Fellow Taoist, are you new here?" A monk in brown clothes and a yellow crown trotted over with his robe lifted up. He stopped when he was near, straightened his clothes, and bowed with a smile, "I'm from the Cambrian Realm. I'm here yesterday. It was empty, but someone was staying when I returned late. I was afraid of disturbing fellow Taoists, so I didn't come immediately, so I came here to visit today."
She had just asked if there was anyone from the outside here, and now she appeared.
Zhan Changfeng nodded and responded, "It's a bad time for you, fellow Taoist, to come. I have to go to Wanjuan Tower."
These words obviously did not mean a deep conversation, but Bai Buqie remained enthusiastic, "I want to go too. If you don't mind, fellow Taoist, how about we go together? I can lead the way for you."
Zhan Changfeng saw that he was not a pure cultivator, but looked like an official, so he might as well have a chat with him. Zhan Changfeng put the Chuyuan Token and the Golden Rule given by the Taoist into his sleeve and closed the door, "We were talking as we walked, how long have you been here, fellow Taoist?"
"I came here in March." Bai Buque smiled bitterly, "The Shenglong Tower is so torturous that I haven't even gone out yet."
It's actually not difficult to leave the wilderness. Once you have a thousand good deeds, you can go through the mirror world. But they didn't come to the wilderness just to take a look around. They came to the Dragon Tower.
When it comes to Shenglong Pagoda, we have to mention Wanjuan Tower. It is said that the literary test is taken in Shenglong Pagoda, and the content is in the books in Wanjuan Tower.
Wanjuanlou has a vast collection of books, and it depends on your luck whether the questions you encounter will be ones you have seen before.
Zhan Changfeng chatted with him and found that he didn't know the specialness of this place. He only knew that the disciples in Yuan Academy were secretly brought from other worlds by the Holy Land. The only difference was that these people wore the same style of Taoist robes. Although he often reads in Wanjuan Tower, he does not participate in the challenge of Shenglong Tower.
Bai Buer was sure that she was the order holder only when he saw her from a distance without wearing similar Taoist robes.
Walking up the mountain stone steps, after a few turns, he saw the cornices of Wanjuan Tower among the branches and leaves. Bai Buyou thought about it, why did he shake her off before he could pull her out?
This can't go on like this, Bai Buye said directly, "I'm really rude without asking my fellow Taoist's name during this journey. How should I call you?"
"Zhan Changfeng." She asked casually, "Have you seen other order holders, fellow Taoist?"
"There are not many order holders left in the wilderness at the moment. Apart from me, there is one person who doesn't like to talk. If we see him later, we will go say hello." Bai Buer answered, Recalling the Record of Stars, this name sounds a bit familiar. Does it have the same name as the person from Fengyun Realm or does it have the same pronunciation?
Bai Buhe thought about it carefully, "Which realm are you from, do you have any plans to come to Cambrian? The Wu'an Dynasty that I belong to is a long-lasting dynasty, and the founder and reigning King Wu'an is the 101st on the Overlord List." position, when almost all the top 100 are occupied by Lingjian Emperor, this is an excellent achievement. The dynasty also occupies one-tenth of the Cambrian Realm, and has dozens of small and medium realms under its jurisdiction."
Zhan Changfeng listened to what he said and declined politely, "Thank you for your kindness. I don't want to join any force yet."
"Fellow Taoist, you can think about it again." After saying that, when he arrived in front of Wanjuan Tower, Bai Buque knew that going too far was not enough, so he left calmly, "I won't disturb fellow Taoist reading, we will discuss it in detail when we have time."
Zhan Changfeng didn't care about him, nodded and walked into the building.
The interior of the Wanjuan Tower is shaped like "Hui". Looking upward, there are nine floors. Each floor is filled with bookshelves. The books are so vast that a monk could probably read them all day and night for ten years without reading them all.
Chuyuan's disciples either stood in front of the bookshelf holding books, or sat cross-legged in the corner to read, or took the books to the area. It was extremely quiet and you could hear a needle drop.
Zhan Changfeng walked among the stacks of bookshelves mixed with the fragrance of ink and wood. The time was as quiet as the sunlight falling from the window. She looked at the labels on the bookshelves. There were roughly various scriptures, large and small, historical records, government, military, medicine, and agriculture. There are four major categories of speeches and works by various schools, with a collection of more than 100,000 volumes.
It is simply a fantasy to extract the key points from the content of more than 100,000 volumes to cope with the assessment of Shenglong Tower without prompting.
What's more, she didn't even count the specific tests in Shenglong Tower.
This was the first time that Zhan Changfeng encountered such a bottomless thing. She stood in front of the bookshelf and picked up a book to read. She had an excellent memory. She could read ten lines at a time and read the three-inch-thick book in an instant. When she put it back, The Chu Yuan Token on his waist casts a screen of light, showing three questions, asking exactly what is in the book.
??O mentioned before that the Chuyuan Token is a status symbol and is also used to accumulate good deeds. The length of time you stay in Wanjuan Tower and the number of books you read in a day determine how much good deeds you can get in a day. After 10,000 yuan, there is a chance to enter the Dragon Tower.
She answered the above question, the token flashed, and there was a line of small words on the back: Good deeds are worth ten points.
It seems that you have finished a book only if you answer the questions correctly.
Zhan Changfeng was thoughtful, then picked up a thinner book, and answered the same questions after reading them. This time it was about the Nine Good Merit Values.
Both of these books were political books. After putting them back, she tried various titles in the Classics, Meanings and History category, and found that the merit value of a book was roughly determined by its own value and category value.
The value itself is easy to distinguish. The more profound the truth conveyed, the higher the value.
The category value is that the average good merit value obtained by the classics and meanings is around fifteen, the military and political commentaries are around ten good merit values, the historical records are around seven, and the related works are around five.
What an obvious bias.
It is said that it is to help people with leadership potential, but what it guides them to learn is the scriptures and doctrines advocated by immortality and humanity.
Zhan Changfeng simply broadened his horizons and devoted himself to studying hard.
When you concentrate, time passes very quickly. It seems that the bell rang not long after, and the disciples put down their books and walked out of Wanjuan Pavilion one after another.
"Fellow Taoist, what did you read today?"
"Why don't we discuss it together?"
The two people who were ahead of her turned into light and flew to Zifu Villa together.
These people were so real that Zhan Changfeng wondered if he could get in touch with them to see if he would discover anything else.
But before that, she had to find people related to her. Bai Buhe said that there was one other person holding the order besides them. This was obviously wrong. She found out that at least three people were related to her.
It's just that her causal eye is not yet sophisticated enough to find out who the person is.
Zhan Changfeng entered the Zifu Villa and looked in the direction of the line that he vaguely felt yesterday. The trees were lush, the small buildings were elegant and beautiful, spiritual plants were growing everywhere, and phoenixes were flying in the sky. Occasionally, he met a few monks and asked She nodded and greeted, like a peaceful and beautiful fairyland.
One mile south, the fairyland was poisoned. An ominous gray mist floated in the forest. Even though the grass and trees were growing extremely well, to human senses, they looked dead and barren.
Zhan Changfeng knew who this was.
