He asked Bai Geng about the demon stone.
However, Bai Geng has lived in the Demon Suppression Temple since he was a child, and he does not understand how to earn demon stones.
Zhao Meng originally wanted to ask Bai Geng who could get information about the demon stone.
But such a suggestion made Bai Geng shake his head. He told Zhao Meng that the demon stone was not allowed to be brought into the temple.
As for the reason, Bai Geng can't tell him yet.
Hearing such a ban, Zhao Meng didn't ask too much and could only wait for Qingxuan to come back.
While waiting for Qingxuan to come back, Zhao Meng was not idle either.
He spent some time in the library again,
Although mathematics is a headache, he still worked hard, hoping to produce some results.
After all, what difference does it make if a person doesn't work hard?
As for the results of your efforts...
A few days later, Zhao Meng spread his hands and finally ran to the miscellaneous books area.
There are dusty historical and cultural books here.
He floated away from the dust and began to understand the world deeply.
This world is strange,
Neither humans nor monsters have a unified country.
On the human side, there are dozens of countries, large and small,
There are more demon tribes, and the number of tribes in the demon country is tens of thousands.
It is understandable that the power of the demon clan is so fragmented. After all, most of the relationships in the demon clan are between eating and being eaten. This most direct instinctive hatred itself is difficult to unify.
But Zhao Meng couldn't understand why the human race did not form a unified country.
"Judging from the immortal cultivation techniques in this world, the immortal cultivators in this world are extremely smart beings!
"They have both great power and IQ. They should easily be able to make breakthroughs in the social system. Why is the human race still like this!"
Zhao Meng couldn't figure it out and could only continue reading these essays and anecdotes.
Compared with the complex exercises, these historical essays are more enjoyable to read.
In the process of reading, Zhao Meng's understanding of the world continued to deepen.
"Shangxian, Yaoxian Jing is back!"
At this moment, Zhao Meng is reading a novel called "The Floating World".
This novel comes from a country called Ming Dynasty in this world.
It tells the story of a suave scholar who was admitted to the imperial examination, but was admitted to the harem by the emperor.
The reason for this is that in his previous life, the number one scholar was an immortal in heaven.
But this immortal teased other fairies for fun every day. In order to punish him, he set up such a disaster.
"I never thought there would be such a story in this world!"
“I don’t know if there are any stories in the Ming and Qing novels in previous generations that transcend historical limitations like this!”
"Exalted Immortal!"
Hearing the call from behind, Zhao Meng reluctantly put the scroll in his hand back to its original place.
"Bai Geng, I told you that you are not an immortal, but an ordinary person!"
Seeing Bai Geng calling him this again, Zhao Meng reminded him helplessly,
Bai Geng seemed to have not heard anything and said to himself:
"Jingyao Jingxian is back!"
"Finally home!"
…
Zhao Meng and Bai Geng left the library,
Under the leadership of Bai Geng,
Heading towards a location in the view,
Bai Geng was still taciturn along the way, and Zhao Meng got used to it.
"By the way, do you know what Master Jing Yao is busy with these days?"
"I don't know!" Bai Geng shook his head, and then added:
"But since the Immortal came back, many people have come to the temple!"
"A lot of people came?"
Zhao Meng wanted to ask something else, but was interrupted by Bai Geng:
"You'll know when you get there!"
…
"Sure enough, there are a lot of people!"
Zhao Meng followed Bai Geng to a main hall.
I saw a large number of strange beings in the square in front of the main hall.
There are three or two people gathered together and discussing something.
There are also weird-looking monsters sitting cross-legged on the ground.
And more of them are women, women to be precise,
Some are beautifully dressed, some still have charm, and some are even more beautiful.
The only regret is that there are some old women among these women.
The ingredients of these existences were so weird that Zhao Meng felt strange.
"What are they doing here?"
Bai Geng on the side shook his head gently and said:
"I don't know either. I just heard from my senior fellow apprentices that it was the Immortals and others who brought some treasures. These people must have come to ask for treasures!"
"Ask for treasure!"
Bai Geng's statement made Zhao Meng even more confused.
At this moment, a woman in gorgeous clothes walked out of the hall crying.
This woman is wearing a phoenix robe and a red scarlet temple on her head. Just from her clothing, she can tell that this beautiful woman in her thirties has an unusual identity.
But even so, with her status in the Demon Suppression Temple, she could only cry.
With the appearance of the woman, some voices of discussion also appeared in the square in front of the temple.
"She couldn't even ask for it!"
"This is incredible!"
"Hush! Don't talk about it."
Zhao Meng looked at the leaving woman with curiosity in his heart.
"Shangxian please come in!"
"Understood!"
Under the leadership of Bai Geng, Zhao Meng walked towards the main hall.
Along the way, people and monsters in the square in front of the temple cast various looks.
If it were any other situation,
Maybe someone will seduce some cannon fodder, block Zhao Meng's way, and test him.
But this is the Demon Suppression Temple. Everyone and the demons can only watch Zhao Meng enter the hall while talking.
Although there was nothing they could do, these people had already memorized Zhao Meng's appearance...
…
Just entered the main hall,
Zhao Meng then heard a person talking non-stop.
"Junior brother, look! If this continues, our Demon Suppression Temple will become the Qiuzi Temple!"
"In my opinion, it's better to give it to that person as soon as possible!"
"Why don't you agree? Didn't we agree before?"
"That's all, you took this thing away. I don't have much to say, so I'll leave it to you to deal with it!"
Zhao Meng felt a breeze blowing out of the hall, and then the entire hall returned to calm.
Under the leadership of Bai Geng,
Zhao Meng finally met Qingxuan,
Qingxuan was still the same as before, wearing a simple Taoist robe, and his face was serious and majestic.
However, Zhao Meng still noticed that Qingxuan seemed to have a tired attitude under such an expression. .
"You're here!" A faint voice sounded in Zhao Meng's ears,
"Jing Yao Shangxian!"
"It's better to call me Taoist Priest Qingxuan!"
"yes!"
"I've been to the library! Would you like to learn how to practice?"
"This..." Zhao Meng hesitated.
Cultivation to immortality also depends on what kind of cultivation you are cultivating.
If you get a skill, lie down there, no, sit cross-legged there, and absorb the spiritual energy floating in the air through breathing, you can gain extraordinary power.
If you encounter a bottleneck again, pick some flowers and plants from nature, refine them into elixirs, then laugh a few times, and you will be able to break through after taking the elixirs.
Who wouldn't want to practice cultivation like this?
Zhao Meng also wanted to become an immortal like this, and his dream of becoming an immortal was also like this.
However, the cultivation of immortals in this world is not what he imagined.
