As soon as the door closed, the numerous doors on both sides of the passage, so many that it was dizzying, suddenly began to switch positions.

If a thief were standing here, he would surely despair, as even exhaustive search wouldn't work in the face of his predicament.

The four walked forward until they were surrounded by endless doors. Suddenly, a feeling welled up in their hearts: if they pushed open the door on the right, what they wanted would be inside.

The four exchanged glances, and Li Changzhou stepped forward and pushed the door open.

Inside the stone room, there was a stone platform about half a person's height, on which sat a book, the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

It's unremarkable and looks almost like an antique.

The four people went inside, and the door closed behind them on its own.

"You guys choose first," Yaochi said with a smile, stepping aside and crossing her arms.

She had a beautiful figure and an elegant and noble demeanor; she stood there like a beautiful noblewoman greeting them.

"What visualization techniques have we learned?" Yang Qinglan asked.

If Yaochi is a beautiful, unattainable noble lady, then Yang Qinglan is a fairy with skin as white as snow, aloof and mysterious.

"Even politeness is subject to speculation." Yaochi shook her head in self-pity, but remained standing still.

"You two are such a pain! Let's read it together! Wouldn't it be better if we both knew?" Li Qianxia took their arms and walked towards the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

The forgotten Li Changzhou caught up on his own.

The catalog is already quite empty, giving the feeling that all the good seats in a movie theater have been taken.

Those who remained were either obviously not good enough, or they were clearly thinking, "Am I even worthy of this?"

They can watch simultaneously, and whatever they can learn from, that entry will light up in that person's eyes.

“It is indeed not the ‘Classic of Mountains and Seas’ from outside sources,” Yang Qinglan said, her slender fingers pinching a corner of the table of contents. “It contains many monsters and deities that were not originally included.”

“For example, Kunpeng?” Li Changzhou remembered this.

"Hmm." Yang Qinglan responded softly, "But the Kun is Kun, and the Peng is Peng, they are two different kinds of monsters... They've all been left behind, and no one has learned how to use them?"

“Something’s strange,” Li Changzhou mused.

“I can learn from Dapeng!” Li Qianxia suddenly exclaimed.

Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, and Yaochi all turned their attention to this.

With Zhuangzi's "Free and Easy Wandering," the Kunpeng's fame far surpasses that of other monsters and mythical beasts.

Li Qianxia looked at her older brother, Li Changzhou, who nodded. Then, with her excited little hands, she turned to the page that belonged to Dapeng.

On the edge of that page, there were words written vertically:

Wings like clouds, form like mountains; speed surpassing all, the roc reigns supreme.

Next to the words, there was a picture:

A large golden bird soars across the vast sea of ​​clouds, resembling a giant island. Just looking at it, one can feel its domineering and carefree aura, as if it were overlooking the world and traversing the eight directions.

"This is good! This is good! I'll learn this!" Before the others could discuss it, Li Qianxia had already placed her hand on it.

Two seconds later, she looked pitifully at Li Changzhou: "Brother, I know why the roc was left behind. It still needs a blood relative to learn from the giant Kun."

The roc and the giant Kun are one entity.