The sixth floor of the library.
There are very few people here, and the huge bookshelves are extremely empty.
The sound of gentle footsteps echoed.
Li Mo had been to the sixth floor once before, when he got the "Sun Wheel Sword Art". He was a little surprised at that time that there were quite a lot of books collected here.
“Will there be a god-viewing map here?”
Li Mo stopped in front of a bookshelf.
This area is all atlas.
Most of the fifth level contains superior martial arts, and the things on the sixth level are definitely more core and more precious.
Li Mo was quite curious about the realm of Guanshen.
So he picked up a picture album.
Unlike other picture albums, this one is spotless and obviously has been read frequently.
Not many people can come to the sixth floor.
They are either true disciples, elders, or people who have made important contributions to the sect.
Even they often look through this picture album.
"The things recorded in it should not be simple."
Li Mo saw the name of the album clearly.
Eighteen Odes on Yin and Yang
Li Mo: “!”
Just look at this majestic name, it’s not simple!
I was lucky. I found something good as soon as I came to the library.
I opened the first page and it read:
'Lust is the first hurdle for young people - Ouyang.'
Ouyang?
Are you the author of this picture book?
"It is reasonable to cultivate the mind before observing the gods."
Li Mo was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
However, when he turned to the real atlas, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
The content is not suitable for children.
To be honest, the painting is very good, even the details are very good, just two words.
lifelike.
Li Mo found something wrong and turned to the last page with a frown.
There is also a saying:
'A man is a boy until he dies - Ouyang.'
"So why did the emperor's uncle choose such a high-sounding name?"
"Besides, can't you just say it all at once? Why write one sentence at the beginning and one at the end?"
Student Xiao Li's mouth twitched slightly.
Even a lousy novelist wouldn't dare to break a chapter like this.
There's something about this author, like his last name minus the radicals.
After putting "Eighteen Fu of Yin and Yang" back, he picked up other books to read.
There are relatively few picture books as informal as this one.
However, there are not many authentic divine maps, and none of them touch upon the core supreme or even unique skills.
Come to think of it.
Most of them are the special skills of the elders of each peak and are unlikely to be put here.
But Li Mo also saw some interesting things.
"Emperor Wu of the Great Yu Dynasty created a map of the Heavenly Movement, the Way of the Heavens, the Mountains and the Earth, with the nine heavens and ten earths as the scenery, so that the descendants of the dynasties in the future can all observe the Great Sun God and hope that the dynasty will last forever."
This is a history book called "Chronicles of the Divine Forms".
It even depicts the image of the Tianyun Daoqi Jiangshan Shejitu, which is very lifelike.
Of course, it only has the form, but not the charm.
This is already very impressive. Being able to copy its shape means that one has at least seen the original.
According to the records in it, the Jiangshan Sheji Tu is a kind of divine form.
Li Mo became interested and turned to the next page, where he saw a picture of a bronze sacred tree.
'The bronze Fusang, a Taoist artifact of the Shang Dynasty, has hundreds of birds living on it, and many magical things. Looking at it can condense the gods of the red bird, blue phoenix, blood phoenix, golden crow, etc. It was broken into pieces during the destruction of the Shang Dynasty by Yu, and its whereabouts are unknown.'
"This is quite suitable for Bingtuozi."
Li Mo watched with great interest.
All the records here are of "gods", spanning two dynasties, and are full of details, as if the author had experienced them personally.
He flipped through the author's name:
Han Zhen.
Never heard of it.
“I don’t know what form I will observe or what spirit I will focus on then.”
Li Mo put down the book with reluctance.
He was a bit confused about this.
For someone like Murong Xiao, who has the blood of a Ming Jiao, it is easier for him to concentrate when he looks at the shapes of dragons.
For example, if someone has a tiger back and bear waist, it will be easier for him to capture both the spirit and the form when he looks at the shape of a tiger or a bear.
This is the importance of foundation in martial arts.
Li Mo still hasn't figured out how his physique is suitable for entering the state of Guanshen.
It was no wonder that when the elders watched him climb to the top of the Stone Stairway to Heaven, they were all hesitant about accepting him as their apprentice.
“When the time comes, things will work out.”
"With Bingtuozi and Princess Jiang, I don't worry about not being able to find one that suits me."
Li Mo couldn't help but feel relieved when he thought of them.
For now, I should first choose the sword technique to feed Jiang Chulong.
He himself is also taking the path of approaching the Tao.
Well, forced...
Although he still wants to be a cool and handsome swordsman, he is unfortunately lacking in martial arts insights.
The Miraculous Dharma of the Karma Fire Red Lotus is so inspiring.
Today, there are only about seventy years left.
Too much for hammer, too little for sword...
But there is no other way, investment feedback must be brushed.
Finally, Li Mo picked up a few good books on swordsmanship.
All three books are masterpieces of superior sword techniques.
Li Mo was holding the sword technique and preparing to go to register.
"Junior Brother Li."
Li Mo turned around with a puzzled look on his face.
Who called him?
"Junior Brother Li!"
The man jumped, and Li Mo could see him clearly.
Old acquaintance.
"Senior Brother Xiaobao." Li Mo greeted with a smile.
Before he entered Qingyuan Sect, he had met Senior Brother Tang Xiaobao once in Xue Jing's clinic.
During the Nine Clans Martial Arts Competition, he took the initiative to jump off the ring, putting an end to the rumors that he had fixed the match.
Right now, he was kicking his calves, trying to reach a book on the shelf, but it was never high enough.
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