After a few more pleasantries, Zhao Lin said goodbye to his two enthusiastic senior brothers and headed straight to the "Tianshui Pavilion" down the mountain without stopping.
There is a natural lake at the west foot of Xingyun Mountain, and there is a library beside the lake.
Because there are few trees on the lakeside and the view is wide, from the lakeside to the distance, the sky and water merge into one, so the library is named Tianshui Pavilion.
Tianshui Pavilion is shared by disciples of the outer courtyard and Wuxiang courtyard.
It was already afternoon, and most of the disciples had finished practicing for the day. Hundreds of disciples were sitting at their desks in the pavilion reading, or wandering around the bookshelves to browse.
Contrary to what Zhao Lin originally thought, there are almost no exercises in Tianshui Pavilion. Instead, it contains a large number of martial arts notes and miscellaneous books written by seniors.
After some inquiries, Zhao Lin understood the purpose of doing this.
Kung Fu is the foundation of the sect. If you put the precious Kung Fu in one place, if there is a fire, water leakage or an orifice, the sect will suffer heavy losses.
Moreover, there is another disadvantage of open exercises: most disciples have limited concentration, and they are easily attracted to good exercises and cannot help but follow them.
In the end, I learned a bunch of messy and useless exercises, which delayed my normal practice.
Therefore, if a disciple wants to practice a certain skill, he must ask his master or the elder who teaches it for instructions, and they will decide whether to teach it based on the student's situation.
Another point is that reading in Tianshui Pavilion does not require any sect merit or high price to purchase.
The reason is very simple. Every sect hopes that its disciples will improve their cultivation and will not set up artificial obstacles or hide things.
Doing this will only force the disciples to go out to escort people to watch the show to make money, or even kill people and buy goods. It is far less cost-effective than cultivating talents to help the sect run the industry.
Zhao Lin has been here many times and is very familiar with it. He went directly to the second floor and looked at the bookshelf in the eighth row.
The Xingyun Sect has a long history, and over thousands of years, it has accumulated a large number of practice notes.
These notes are very useful for people who practice the same exercises. Zhao Lin has read several notes on Shi Xiaoquan and Guijia Jin, and feels that he has benefited a lot.
But the purpose of his visit this time was to find records about strange beasts.
Practicing martial arts is important, but drawing spiritual beasts is even more important.
Zhao Lin recently observed the five spirits in the spirit beast map and found that the speed at which they produced white mist was very different.
The spirit of the bear is still strong, releasing a large amount of white mist every day, followed by the leopard, the white-throated sparrow, and the fragrant mink slightly worse.
As for the horseshoe bat, it seems that its energy has reached its end, and the white mist it releases is getting less and less.
Zhao Lin speculated that this was because the spirit's ability had reached its upper limit, and it was difficult for him to provide assistance anymore.
If you want to continue to improve, you must absorb stronger spirits.
The Xingyun Sect does have a catalog about the strange beasts in Yanyun Mountain, but it is only in the hands of the master, the elders, and the head of the academy, and is not open to the disciples.
The reason is, firstly, that the internal organs of many exotic beasts are precious medicinal materials and cannot be hunted casually. Otherwise, all the exotic beasts will die and can only be replaced with the internal organs of low-level beasts, which will greatly reduce the efficacy of the medicine.
So the fewer people who know about strange beasts, the better.
For both, the alien beasts were so ferocious that even Blood Realm disciples would be in danger if they encountered them, so the mountains where the alien beasts roamed were simply designated as restricted areas, and people below the elders were prohibited from entering.
Zhao Lin couldn't get the catalog of alien beasts, but he figured out a way: to look for texts related to alien beasts through the notes of the sect's seniors!
Most martial artists write practice notes very casually. They not only record their martial arts experience, but also often write down some miscellaneous things that have nothing to do with martial arts practice. They are a bit like travel notes or even diaries.
After reading a lot of notes, Zhao Lin found a lot of descriptions of strange beasts. It’s just that the workload is huge, and I can only read them one by one, which is quite time-consuming and energy-consuming.
After more than half a month, I found records of more than twenty kinds of strange beasts.
Zhao Lin classified these strange beasts and found that they can be roughly divided into two categories based on their appearance.
One type is like bear bears, similar species can be found among wild animals.
For example, She Hao's kindred beasts are wild boars, green scorpions, fire cloud silkworms, and silver-winged bats, insect beasts whose faces you can tell by their names.
Another type of exotic beast has no similar close relatives among wild beasts.
A senior warrior recorded in his notes a strange beast with the head of a leopard and the body of an ox, with a single horn on its head.
Some people have seen a kind of fish on the beach. Not only does it have the same fins and scales as ordinary fish, it also has a pair of wings that do not touch the water and can take off from the water.
Zhao Lin could only guess what they looked like based on his imagination.
Why are there alien beasts?
Zhao Lin has always been curious about this issue.
This world is similar to the ancient times in my previous life. The only difference is the prosperity of martial arts and the existence of strange beasts.
"Perhaps there is something invisible in the air of this world that subtly changes the bodies of birds, animals, insects, and fish, including humans."
Zhao Lin was thinking and flipping through his notes line by line with his eyes.
Suddenly, a piece of text came into view, attracting his attention.
"In June of the 43rd year of Ganlu, I encountered a strange fish on the third peak from the east of Yuanze Mountain..."
Strange fish?
Zhao Lin's brows jumped, his turning of pages slowed down, and he began to read carefully.
The note continued: "I was sitting by a pool to rest. The water was clear and waveless. I happened to be thirsty, so I took out my water bag and wanted to fill it with some water."
"Unexpectedly, as soon as I put the water bag into the pond, the water suddenly rolled like a boil, and a big black fish the size of a calf floated to the surface."
"I thought that I had also taken care of the food, so I waited for it to get close and swung my sword to kill it. Unexpectedly, the big fish twisted its body and shot out a ray of white light, hitting the sword in the middle."
"I just felt my whole body twitching, like a lightning strike, and I suddenly lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark, and the person was lying more than ten feet away from the pool..."
Zhao Lin slowly turned the note back to the first page and read it from beginning to end. He was sure that this big fish was a strange beast like an electric eel.
The person who wrote the notes was named Wu Jiangwei. He was born in the third year of Ganlu. He was forty years old at the time. His cultivation was at the third level of Blood Realm, which was the peak of his personal strength.
The electric discharge of the strange fish can make the blood realm expert fly away with lightning, which is much more powerful than the electric eel.
Judging from the later description, Wu Jiangwei did not know what electricity was and thought he had encountered a monster. He had a deep fear of monster fish from the bottom of his heart and never set foot in Yuanze Mountain again in his life.
"Forty-three years of nectar..."
Zhao Lin muttered softly. He had read the Dai Viet history book "The Eight Hundred Years of the Founding of the Yuan Dynasty" and vaguely remembered that Manlu was the name of the year more than a hundred years ago.
I wonder if that big fish is still alive?
Zhao Lin has wanted to have the ability to discharge electricity for a long time, but he has never encountered an animal or fish with this ability.
Electric discharge is simply a more powerful ability than strength and speed. No wonder even the Blood Realm warriors are psychologically affected.
"Yuanze Mountain, the third peak from the east, deep pool..."
Zhao Lin silently kept this information in his heart and prepared to go back and write it down on paper.
Let's not talk about immortality. If you gain the ability to discharge, you will not be far from being invincible.
(End of chapter)
