1917: C1917 The mysteries of the scrolls

C1917 The mysteries of the scrolls

On the bookshelves, there were over ten thousand scrolls filled with countless numbers of books.

Xiao Chen could not help but feel dizzy.

He didn't know which one he should read, but he was a bit embarrassed to continue disturbing the ancient tree.

Thus, he could only pull out a book from the bottom.

Scroll had already been around for a while and the paper was already turning slightly yellow.

However, the logic behind it caused Xiao Chen to be immersed in it.

Just a single page was sufficient for Xiao Chen to enter. He took his time reading. After he finished reading the book, it took him six hours.

Then, he continued to take out another book.

Keep watching.

When he was focusing, he did not notice that while he was reading, there was a faint glow of light flowing around his body. The ancient trees behind him swayed gently, completely silent. Xiao Chen, on the other hand, was word for word; he had forgotten himself.

One book after another.

In the book, Xiao Chen's heart was incomparably calm.

After you read it, change it. After you read it, change it.

The immortal energy in Xiao Chen's body continuously flashed; it was warm and gentle.

Time passed by.

When Xiao Chen was about to heave a sigh of relief, he suddenly discovered that this book was already in the middle section of the bookshelf. He needed to fly to it in order to return it.

Xiao Chen could not help but check it out.

The bookshelves were huge, and there were at least a few thousand books in the middle and below.

He himself had actually read so many books?

Even Xiao Chen was astonished by this point.

"Grandpa Tree, how long have I been reading this book?" Xiao Chen turned around and asked the ancient tree.

On the ancient tree, faces appeared.

There was a smile on his face the entire time. He looked at Xiao Chen and said, "It has been almost two years."

Two years!

Xiao Chen could not help but widen his eyes.

It was incredible that he had read a book for two years.

However, it had to be said that those books were indeed unparalleled masterpieces that were extremely fascinating.

However, two years had greatly exceeded Xiao Chen's expectations.

"You read a total of 4,336 books, and spent 348 days in a year. Actually, this is also a form of cultivation and accumulation of knowledge for you. You don't have to be afraid. Tell me how you feel."

The ancient tree looked at Xiao Chen and asked.

Xiao Chen sat on the praying mat and thought back to the books he had read in the past two years. He could not help but smile and said, "Actually, if I were to talk about feelings, I did not feel much. Back then, I only felt that my state of mind was very enlightened and that I was suddenly enlightened.

I am not me, I am this boundless universe. It is the wind, it is rain, it is light, it is electricity. I seem to be the embodiment of all things.

Hearing this, the ancient tree smiled.

"It seems that these two years of reading were not in vain."

Xiao Chen scratched his head.

"Then, if you close your eyes now, will you still be able to remember the contents of the more than four thousand books you've read and copy them fairly well?" The words of the ancient tree caused Xiao Chen to be startled. After that, Xiao Chen shook his head decisively.

"Grandpa Tree, how is this possible?"

Xiao Chen could not help but laugh, not to mention inscribing it, even the contents of the last book he read was something he could not remember.

How could he possibly remember every single word of the books he had read in his head?

In this world, who could do it?

The ancient tree blossomed with radiance, illuminating the world with its splendor.

He looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Don't be in such a rush to deny it to yourself. Try it, close your eyes and clear your mind. Try sensing it carefully."

Xiao Chen was skeptical.

However, he still did as the ancient tree told him to.

He closed his eyes and did his best to empty his mind. At this moment, that feeling came once again. Xiao Chen's body seemed to have turned into a radiance that filled the sky, scattering everywhere in the world.

This feeling of release was incomparably comfortable.

Gradually, tiny golden words appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes. Then, more and more words appeared. Xiao Chen's eyelashes could not help but tremble; he was actually able to imprint the contents?

Xiao Chen was astonished.

He, had actually done it!

Then, he felt his body return and was illuminated by the multicolored light.

In his mind, there were hundreds of thousands of golden words floating and circling around him, chanting nonstop. Xiao Chen could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. He was sure that this imprinting process would not miss a single word.

Either that, or it didn't exist, and if it did, there wouldn't be any loopholes.

"Did you see that?" The ancient tree's voice resounded in Xiao Chen's ears.

Xiao Chen nodded vigorously; he was very excited.

He spoke softly, "Grandpa Tree, I saw it. I really saw it. Not a single word less."

"Alright, then take a closer look. Have you comprehended anything?"

Xiao Chen carefully read the hundreds of thousands of golden words in his Spiritual Sense. He activated his Spiritual Sense and allowed his Spiritual Sense to be illuminated. It was as though it was a golden world.

Among the hundreds of thousands of words, there was an ancient character floating in the air, exuding an extremely strong dao sound.

They were different.

Xiao Chen could not help but feel curious. He raised his hand to touch the golden character.

Buzz! Buzz!2

A buzzing sound was emitted from the golden word before it fused into Xiao Chen's body. In the outside world, an ancient golden word appeared on Xiao Chen's body.

After that, there were more and more ancient characters surrounding Xiao Chen.

The power contained within it could penetrate the entire universe.

The ancient tree swayed back and forth, as though it was nodding its head. Xiao Chen's comprehension ability was extremely strong.

This was because not everyone could imprint it.

At least, out of all the disciples he had seen in the Violet Cloud Palace, there were only two. Xiao Chen was one of them.

The other person was Qin Wentian.

None of the others were able to gain insights into it.

These books were not martial skills or cultivation techniques, but if you could comprehend the Dao.

In that case, all of the scrolls were divine abilities!

This was what a benevolent person sees the heart, and a wise person sees the mind.

All cultivation was determined by destiny.

Not only that, each person's comprehension was different as well. The ancient tree had once seen Qin Wentian receiving a force that was extremely tyrannical, giving off the feeling of dominating the world and contending against all others.

The power that Xiao Chen had comprehended at this moment was sharp Qi.

It was as if he was a sword, a peerless sword.

The sharpness in his body seemed to want to break through the nine heavens.

Moreover, the killing intent was even heavier. He did not know if it was influenced by his current situation, but every ancient character in his body had extremely strong destructive might, as if they could suppress everything in the world.

The ancient tree's gaze flickered as it looked at Xiao Chen. It sighed softly.

After a long time, Xiao Chen opened his eyes.

The ancient characters disappeared.

Xiao Chen looked at the ancient tree and smiled, "Thank you for your guidance, Grandpa Tree."

"I can feel from your strength that your killing intent is too strong. Sometimes, it's not good to have too much killing intent." The ancient tree slowly spoke. He did not scold Xiao Chen, but instead acted like an elder guiding his juniors.

Hearing this, a glint appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes.

"Grandpa Tree, I did not dare to say that I was a kind person on my way here from the lower realms, nor did I dare to say that my hands were stained with blood. But I, Xiao Chen, swear to the heavens that all the people I have killed in my life, should be killed!"

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