Lao Zhong's study is antique and has a heavy sense of history. There is also a mysterious atmosphere flowing, which highlights the extraordinary charm of this place.
Judging from the rows of bookshelves, they are all very exquisite. If you look closely, you can see that they are all engraved with special symbols, such as the swastika, the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram, etc.
"Some of these bookshelves come from ancient temples, and some come from Taoist temples that have existed for a long time," Zhong Qing introduced.
Chen Yongjie nodded. Old Zhong was really particular about his life. All the things he used had some origins.
Row after row of bookshelves were filled with books, including bamboo slips, yellowed ancient books that even had wormholes in them, and atlases made of silk.
After being nourished by super-matter, some of these books began to shine brightly. Faintly, there seemed to be subtle sounds coming from an extremely far away place, and vague patterns also appeared.
In a trance, some ancient books reflected hazy human figures, some in seclusion, some in meditation, and some fighting with ferocious beasts. The shadow of a magnificent ancient supernatural world emerged!
Of course, only extraordinary people can perceive these distant and ethereal scenes, while ordinary people are imperceptible.
Wang Xuan pondered, if ordinary people could never see it, and their supernatural powers would not be manifested in the world in the future, but people with strong spiritual power could see these abnormalities, would they think it was some kind of mental illness?
As super-matter recedes, perhaps spiritual energy will still have some power in the future. Can myths really only live in the minds of perceptive humans?
"Great grandfather." Zhong Qing called softly.
Chen Yongjie was disgusted and found that there was still a layer of shell on Lao Zhong's body and he had not shed his skin. The Golden Cicada Skill allowed him to successfully live a second life.
At this time, Old Chen was also a little surprised. Zhong Yong was lying on a rattan chair that was as green as jade, and there was a strong vitality there.
Especially on the back of the chair, there are two fresh young leaves growing on a vine, so green that there is a kind of new life force flowing.
This chair was dug out from the ruins. Even after so many years, new leaves are still growing on it. It can only be said that its origin is not simple.
Wang Xuan used his spiritual eyes to observe and saw Zhong Yong's true form in the cicada shell. He had thick and shiny black hair and an extremely young face. Compared to when he was in the secret place, he had aged many years backwards!
Zhong Yong now looks to be around twenty years old. His condition is simply unbearable, as he seems to be getting younger and younger as he gets older.
He really mastered the Golden Cicada Skill. This mysterious ancient skill was like a cicada crawling out of the ground, shedding its shell, flying into the sky, and living a more brilliant life.
Even Wang Xuan became interested in it and wanted to study this technique. In this special era of drought, how did Lao Zhong transform into what he is now in Xinxing?
"Here I come, brother." Zhong Yong said.
"Xiao Qing, serve the tea." He sent Zhong Qing away.
"Yongjie, when I see you, I think of your master. We are sworn brothers. Unfortunately, he was swallowed up by the rain of light during the mysterious incident. Back then, we went to various ruins and dangerous places together, and shared life and death. I am still heartbroken. Alas!"
Old Chen stared at him. This old guy came up and touched the forbidden area in his heart. The mention of his master made his emotions fluctuate all of a sudden.
Chen Yongjie felt that he had to squeeze out 80% of the water from what he said. This old guy was most afraid of death, so how could he possibly go to explore the ruins himself.
"Every time a mysterious contact event occurs, the light rain disappears, and an ancient weapon is left behind. Look, the ancient sword under the bookshelf was left behind in Xinxing. Someone picked it up, and I paid a large sum of money to buy it so that I can find your master in the future. I have not given up the search until now!"
Old Chen's pupils shrank as he saw the long sword not far away. It was of an ancient style. He walked over and slashed it lightly with the black sword in his hand, but no marks were left.
There is no doubt that the ancient sword is an indestructible weapon. Like the black sword in his hand, they are both weapons left behind after the mysterious contact incident.
“Xiao Jie…” Zhong Yong spoke again.
Old Chen felt goose bumps all over his body, and quickly interrupted, saying, "Okay, you should just call me Xiao Chen, I accept it!"
"Xiao Chen, I think your master is still alive and will find it. Back then, your master came to my study to study scriptures. When he saw you, he thought of him. My bookshelf is now open to you. Go and study whichever book you like."
Chen Yongjie immediately became excited and didn't care about taking the blame for him. Old Zhong still had a sense of vision. On the bookshelves, various scriptures were making sounds by themselves, surrounded by mysterious symbols, which was very eye-catching.
"Young brother Wang, the young are really formidable." Old Zhong praised Wang Xuan generously. At this time, he himself was also a teenager, but he looked like an old wizard.
Zhong Qing just came back, and when she heard this title, she almost threw away the tea set in her hand. How could she start talking when Old Zhong called her that according to their seniority?
"Mr. Zhong." Wang Xuan responded. There was a time in the past when he wanted to enter Old Zhong's study, but he tried his best to avoid running into Old Zhong himself for fear of being caught and sliced. Now he can finally face him calmly.
"I heard from Xiaoqing that every time you came to our house, you stared at my study for a long time with green eyes. After hearing this, I was terrified, wondering if you would break in and stab me."
Wang Xuancai didn't believe what he said. There used to be a pond of rebirth here. Anyone whose soul broke in would be swallowed up. Would Lao Zhong be afraid?
"I do have a few rare books here. I think you already know what they are. After all, I have been thinking about them all. I will give them to you!" Zhong Yong said.
Just give it away like that? Wang Xuan was a little stunned. Old Zhong was really generous.
The young voice of Lao Zhong came from the cicada shell, saying, "If you come with us, cut off all ties with the mortal world, and even let Zhong Qing marry you, how about that? Come with us into deep space."
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