The previously harmonious atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward.
Lin Zhenzhen glanced at Xuan Yuanzhao, hesitated, and said, "We were just chatting casually, but I don't seem to understand what Mother is saying. What do Xingluo and General Huan mean?"
Xuanyuan Zhao interrupted her: "Didn't you say you had a headache? Why don't you go to the side room to rest for a while?"
"I......"
"Wei Wu, lead the young mistress to rest."
Lin Zhenzhen was asked to leave. Standing in the courtyard, she watched Xuan Yuanzhao's figure gradually disappear through the crack in the door, her strangeness growing stronger.
She could only turn to Wei Wu and ask, "You're by the young master's side every day, so you should know the situation better than I do. Have the young master and madam had any arguments lately?"
No matter how much she inquired, the other person just hunched over slightly, hurried forward, and didn't even glance at her.
He led Lin Zhenzhen to another courtyard, opened the door and said, "Young Madam, this is the young master's room. I won't disturb your rest any longer." With that, he disappeared around the corner.
She's not as cute as she used to be.
Lin Zhenzhen was stunned again. How could she have used the word "cute" to describe the cold-faced mastermind Wei Wu?
She touched her forehead; it seemed she really should get some medicine.
She turned to look at the room. Unlike the warm and bright style of their marital room, this room had a darker overall tone, which was clearly Xuan Yuanzhao's own preferred arrangement.
To the right, near the window, is a wooden table with several stacks of books neatly piled on it.
Next to the desk was a row of bookshelves. From a distance, the bookshelves looked ordinary, but upon closer inspection, one could discover that they contained a wealth of information.
This is not a simple wooden bookshelf, but a rare treasure. Within its small area of about ten square meters, it contains countless nested layers and can hold 100,000 ancient books.
Moreover, it is very convenient to use. All you need to do is think about the name of the book you want to find, and the magic device will send the book to the surface of the bookshelf.
Lin Zhenzhen wasn't actually sleepy at the moment, so she thought she'd find a folk art book to look at to pass the time.
Before she could decide which book to read, the bookshelf suddenly moved on its own, and a book wobbled and fell off the shelf, landing right at Lin Zhenzhen's feet.
"The Complete History of Xuantian Chronicles?" Lin Zhenzhen softly read out the words on the cover.
Utterly boring.
She pouted and tossed the book aside.
But less than two minutes later, Lin Zhenzhen inexplicably turned her gaze to the book again.
Judging from the table of contents, this book covers a wide range of topics, from the natural scenery and local customs of the Xuan Tian Continent to the distribution of various monsters and spirit beasts.
It also devoted an entire volume to explaining the division of power across the continent.
Lin Zhenzhen spotted the words "Xingluo" at a glance.
Her heart raced slightly, and she immediately turned to the designated page.
The Star Luo Kingdom is located on the easternmost side of the Xuan Tian Continent and is rich in resources.
Because of the vast spiritual veins buried beneath their feet, encompassing over ninety percent of the continent's spiritual mineral resources, the Star Luo royal family is incredibly wealthy, and the number of cultivators in the Star Luo Kingdom far exceeds that of other countries.
Lin Zhenzhen muttered to herself, "Such a powerful country, how come I've never heard of it before?"
She suddenly remembered what Lady Xuanyuan had mentioned: Xingluo had already perished.
Sure enough, when she turned to the next page, she saw the story of the war in the winter of the 263rd year of Xuan Tian. The details were vague, only briefly mentioned, saying that heavy snow sealed the city, the other four kingdoms besieged it, and Xing Luo was no match for them, suffering a crushing defeat.
But she saw this sentence: "The Starry Sky has the Huan Clan, the Moon Spirit protects the Starry Sky. The sun and moon originally coexisted, but alas, disaster struck. If the Moon Spirit has no roots, how can it survive?"
Xingluo is Xingluo Kingdom, Huan Clan... Could it correspond to that young General Huan?
What about Yue Ling?
An unprecedentedly strong thirst for knowledge welled up in Lin Zhenzhen's heart, and a voice in her mind urged her to figure out the relationship between all of this.
Moreover, the speed must be fast.
Lin Zhenzhen silently recited the name Yue Ling, and suddenly a strong wind arose, and the bookshelf in front of her began to spin rapidly as if it were going crazy.
Several books appeared on the bookshelf surface, accompanied by flashes of golden light. Lin Zhenzhen picked up the one marked "Forbidden Book," opened it, and discovered that it was actually a cultivation manual about cultivating the Moon Spirit Root.
The previously obscure and difficult description now reads smoothly without any obstacles. It's as if I've already done it countless times according to the methods described.
All movements were as natural as breathing.
Gradually, a miraculous scene unfolded: Lin Zhenzhen's blood began to boil, and countless spiritual energies surged towards her, gently enveloping her spiritual root.
Lin Zhenzhen closed her eyes tightly and frowned slightly. She felt as if she were in darkness, but there was a faint light in front of her.
This feeling was incredibly uncomfortable, and endless spiritual energy began to surge wildly within my body.
The old man's voice seemed to come from afar, then grew closer: "Didn't I teach you this before? How could you forget? Focus your attention on your forehead and open your third eye."
A third eye on the forehead?
Lin Zhenzhen tried to sense it, and unexpectedly, the scenery in front of her suddenly became clear. She saw a white, shimmering figure rapidly approaching as if riding on wheels of fire.
"You've finally arrived! I was so worried! Didn't I warn you to be careful of that kid? I never expected him to use such extreme methods to erase your memories, trying to trap you in this illusion. Oh dear, as expected, anyone associated with the Sun Spirit Root is no good."
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