Although gentle, it carries a sense of oppression.
Judging from his voice and age, this person must be older than the legend.
"Who are you?"
Liang Meng tilted her head back and asked while turning around.
I feel so dizzy!
"I am Lingyou, the guardian of the library."
Lingyou? I think you are more like a ghost. Liang Meng complained inwardly.
"Since you know who I am, why don't you show yourself?"
"I don't have my original body. The hall master knows that."
Liang Meng rolled his eyes slightly.
She didn't want to discuss a topic about which she, as the head of a hall, was extremely ignorant with a ghost.
Liang Meng ignored Lingyou and walked around the bookshelf closest to him, pulling out a book at random.
Open!
What a mess! It's like a ghost painting!
The legend clearly said that only the hall master can see these scrolls.
Don't tell me that being able to see is one thing and understanding is another.
This shitty world is really bullying.
"The Hall Master's spiritual power is insufficient now, and these files are not suitable for him. Please step forward."
Ghost, oh no, Lingyou spoke at the right time.
As soon as Lingyou finished speaking, Liang Meng was pushed forward by a force.
"Master, you can start from here."
The power behind him disappeared, and Liang Meng came to the corner of the pavilion.
here?
Liang Meng looked up and down, then stretched out a finger and gently slid it across the bookshelf.
Oh~~
This dust!
They are both bookshelves, so why are the hygiene conditions so different?
Liang Meng rubbed his dusty fingers on his loose gray robe.
With a pout on his face, he stretched out two fingers in disgust and picked up a book from the bookshelf.
Open!
As soon as you see it, it is the mantra of manifestation.
The legend had taught himself this spell, and according to him, it was the simplest one.
Then, the simplest thing is that after studying hard without sleep and forgetting to eat, finally, six of the seven orifices were opened.
I know nothing about it!
Speaking of which, even someone with a professional guide can’t teach me, so learning on my own? That’s just wishful thinking!
Liang Meng snorted heavily through his nose.
He slammed the document shut with both hands.
The old, yellowed scrolls raised a musty cloud of dust that flew straight into Liang Meng's nostrils.
A-choo~~
"Master, please be patient. When reading the scroll, you must concentrate and calm down."
Lingyou is now acting as a diligent teacher who patiently teaches Liang Meng and guides him step by step.
Liang Meng looked up at the hollow roof, which was also carved with complex and mysterious patterns.
After confirming that there was no trace of Comrade Lingyou, he sighed and opened the document in his hand again.
"Close your eyes. Concentrate."
Close your eyes? Read a book?
This Lingyou must be a fool.
Liang Meng muttered inwardly and then obediently closed his eyes.
The library was completely silent, with not a sound. Liang Meng, eyes closed, was concentrating on following Lingyou's instructions.
Very slightly, a gentle power surged into his brows.
Slowly, the gentle power surged like a rushing river, and the temperature of the flowing power became hotter and hotter.
Gradually, Liang Meng couldn't bear it any longer. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his body was shaking slightly.
ah! ! !
Finally, Liang Meng couldn't bear the burning force and opened his eyes.
The surging hot power disappeared immediately, and Liang Meng's legs suddenly became weak and he could not stand. He quickly raised his hand to hold the bookshelf in front of him.
The blood in my chest surged, and the sweat on my forehead dripped onto the bookshelf.
The dust was burned.
"Lingyou just said that the hall master's spiritual power is insufficient right now. If he acts too hastily, he will only hurt himself."
Liang Meng was holding onto the bookshelf, barely catching his breath when Ling You's slightly stern voice rang out again.
At this moment, Liang Meng's body and mind were being hit by that force and it was making him uncomfortable. Ling You stepped on him twice more.
In this tone that is clearly a lesson.
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