Nightfall Chapter 83: And the first cut in the mountain of books

Chapter 83 and the first cut in the book mountain

Ning Que stood under the stairs and scratched his head, recalling the rules of the old teaching, it seemed that there was no saying that students were forbidden to go to the second floor. While hesitating, someone walked around him and walked up the stairs directly. Hearing the sound of bang dong footsteps, he felt relieved, and put the Wang Xinglong script in the basket beside the column, and picked up the front of his school robe to pick up the steps. And up.

The old second floor is quieter than the one below, but the bookshelves and collection of books are much less, and the view has become a little wider. He walked upstairs and found that there were already many people upstairs, each of them in the bookshelf. Reading in front of the library, some people were smirking, and some people were muttering words, obviously very excited.

Most books like Jingshiji are on the first floor, and the bookshelves on the second floor are partial to martial arts and spiritual practice. The teacher before entering the building had already said that he couldn't help but read, but suddenly he discovered that a mountain of treasure suddenly appeared in front of him, without saying hello or warning of thunder, Ning Que still felt that this was like an unreal dream. He stood between the bookshelves in a daze, silent for a long time before gradually digesting the shock.

"Li Zhitang Talking about Buddhism", "The Significant Relationship between Mind Power and Handprints", "A Brief Introduction to the Five Realms of Cultivation", "Recalling the Flowing Years of the Western Tombs", "Dong Xuan Jing", "Nan Hua Ji", "Summary of Southern Jin Swordsmanship Schools" , "Dictionary of Appreciation of All Laws"......

He was walking in front of the bookshelf, his eyes falling on the densely packed spine of the books. The shock and heat had already turned into a panic, his hands in his sleeves trembled uncontrollably. He doesn't need to take out these books to read, he can guess the contents just by looking at the titles of these books.

He saved a lot of money that year, followed the Weicheng food delivery team to the Kaiping Market. While looking for a doctor for Sangsang, he looked like a stinky dog ​​in all the bookstores in the Kaiping Market, and finally let him I found a Taishang induction book, and then turned it over for many years, until it finally turned into a handful of ashes in the copper basin.

In that year, he killed 17 horse thieves on Sabi Lake and saved the team that fetched firewood in Weicheng. The general asked him: What do you want? All the soldiers and civilians of Weicheng City can pool the money to find you a red-blooded man to open buds. He holds the book of Taishang Sensation that has been read thin and thick in his hand, and replied: I want to learn to practice, the general is speechless.

The cultivator next to Minshan said you can’t do it. The military officer’s assessment officer shook his head. Elder Lu Qingchen sighed. The teacher of the academy’s art department patted him on the shoulder yesterday. He knew there was a world in front of him, but he kept walking If he didn't go in, he told Sangsang that it was okay, and he could make a world with his own swords and arrows, but it was really troublesome, because he was unwilling to watch the world appear in front of him, but he didn't know what was inside. landscape.

Until he walked into the old academy, followed the stairs and then upstairs, and saw these densely packed books. He knows that it may be difficult for him to change his physical state through these books, but at least he can see what the world looks like. In the first sixteen years, he was struggling with the super-induction chapter, just like holding the last A poor child of a potato, today he finally saw a large paddy field like the sea. Even though those paddy fields were still not his, he was really excited, and even his eyes became hot and wet.

"Sangsang..."

He stretched out his trembling fingers and stroked the spine of the book silently. At this moment, he only wanted to share his feelings with her. Probably only her in this world can understand his feelings at this time.

The bookshelves are full of books on spiritual practice. He has already determined his goal. Books such as "Reminiscence of the Fleeing Xiling" are certainly not the books he is eager to read now. Materials such as "Summary of the Schools of Swordsmanship in the Southern Jin Dynasty" are also It's not something he is qualified to study now. He is not a very lofty person. He is very clear that he can only look at the most basic things, such as the book "A Preliminary Exploration of the Snowy Mountains and Qi Sea" in front of the finger.

Just as he had just pulled out the extremely thin book, there was a muffled noise somewhere in the building, and the students by the bookshelf escaped their reputation, only to see one student fell to the ground for some reason, his face pale Youruo Baixue's body kept twitching, and foam pouring out of the corners of his mouth, looking extremely scary.

Four people in the light-colored robes of the college came out from nowhere, walked to the fainting student, catching hands and feet, and exerting their power in a tacit understanding at the same time, to take the poor student He picked it up like a chicken, and then quickly ran to the top of the stairs, as if he had practiced it countless times with proficiency.

The students next to the bookshelf looked at each other, remembering the warning that the teacher before entering the old school smiled, and felt a sense of palpitation, but no one left, on the contrary, more and more students came up from downstairs. .

All beings are young talents from all over the world. Like Ning Que, they are very curious about the mysterious world, and they have extremely strong confidence that they should be able to enter that world, so they continue to silently bow their heads and take out the bookshelf The books on the book read silently, pretending not to know what to do.

There was another heavy muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and another young student was pale and fainted on the ground. Ning Que silently looked at the man who was quickly carried away, and his mood became heavy and hesitant, but in the end he Still like the rest of the classmates, unable to resist the temptation of the new world, he opened his heart to the book.

The first sentence of "A Preliminary Exploration of the Snowy Mountains and Seas" is: "Heaven and earth breathe, for breath..."

Ning Que nervously and intently looked down at the handwritten ink marks, and suddenly he found that the handwriting in his eyes had become blurred, as if someone had put a piece of frosted glass between his sights. He knew it was probably The thing that Mr. Teacher warned outside the building, bit the tip of his tongue and forced to wake up and continue reading.

"Man is the spirit of all things, so we can understand the way of nature, will be power, and power of mind."

As I read, the handwriting on the book became more and more blurred, and gradually became a cloud of ink. He squinted desperately, trying to make the words in his eyes clearer, because it was too much. Focusing, the center of the eyebrows started to faintly hurt, and those vague writings gradually drifted off the paper!

"The power of human thought originates from the brain, converges between the snow-capped mountains and the sea of ​​air, and the condensation becomes frost and dew as water, travels through the orifices and spreads out of the body, and feels the breath of the world around the body..."

One by one, the faint ink drifted off the yellowish paper, entered his eyes, entered his mind, and became a wave of shocks, like a long ship piercing into the sea by the side of a large ocean ship. The paddle kept stirring and stirring his brain. Ning Que didn't feel any pain, but found that his body began to shake with the agitation, his eyes were getting blurred, and his chest felt nauseous and nauseous, like seasickness to the extreme!

He snorted, forcibly closed the thin book in his hand, gasped very quickly, and finally got rid of that mysterious world of dizziness, took a few deep breaths, and gradually returned to calm.

A few places beside the window of the building, there is a middle-aged woman in a professor's robe sitting. No matter how many students fell in the building, she seemed unaware, she just focused on writing her lower case on the case. , However, after hearing the book closing sound, she frowned slightly and raised her head, looking at the pale Ning Que, a strange color flashed in her eyes.

This female professor has spent more than 20 years in the old school, but I don’t know how many new students who have been admitted to the academy have been lost in the book, until finally it is difficult to bear the mental shock, and she fainted, but like Ning Que has already begun to read. However, it is extremely rare for people who can control their minds and reclose the books with their strong willpower.

Ning Que didn’t know that he had attracted the attention of the female professor. At this time, he put all his mind on the thin book in his hand. When he finished adjusting his breath, he felt that his mental and physical strength had returned to normal, so he didn’t hesitate. He opened the cover of the booklet again and continued to look down.

Just now he saw the word xianggan, so he continued from the word xianggan at this time, but this time when his eyes fell on the word xianggan, he suddenly felt that these two ink words were floating. Entering directly into my mind, a very turbulent ocean wave was stirred up, and a wave of tens of thousands of mountain-like waves came over!

The hand and the book in his eyes are gone. He stared at the bookshelf in his sight gradually sinking, and the books densely displayed in one place accelerated their decline. Finally, he saw the snow-white roof, and then there was darkness, the deepest part of the seabed. The darkness.

A carriage stopped at the entrance of Lao Bi Zhai in Lane 47, the curtain was lifted, Ning Que walked out of the carriage vainly, bowed to the coachman and the deacon of the college in the carriage, and said sincerely: "Thank you."

The carriage replied and drove away, Ning Que took a deep breath, rubbed his still pale cheeks, walked into the shop, looked at throwing away the rag in his hand, looked at his Sangsang hoping curiously, and said with a strong smile : "The Academy... is really the best place in the world, but it is also the worst place.

He fainted directly in Jiuli, and didn't wake up until the carriage was about to enter the Suzaku Gate. He didn't remember how he fainted. What made him feel terrified and disappointed was that he even forgot what the book he read before fainting was. No matter how hard he thought about it, there was no memory of stars in his mind.

"But I must warn you that the mysterious books you are curious about cannot be memorized, but can only be understood. As for the principles, I still won’t explain. After all, manpower is sometimes poor. If you don’t have the potential to cultivate, you have to force it into Books, it will lead to some very bad results."

Now he finally understands the true meaning of the previous warning from the college teacher, and even vaguely guessed that the practice books on the shelves should be written with some kind of talisman.

"There are many spiritual books in the old, I was thinking at the time, you should be there."

Looking at Sangsang, Ning Que remembered the scene of a little girl running like a mouse in the Linping market bookstore many years ago when she was holding her weak body, and said softly: "But you have to read those books. , It seems to be a very troublesome thing, I feel like a mountain is blocking me."

"Master, can't you go around?" Sangsang asked with a small face upwards and frowned eyebrows.

Ning Que shook his head, looked at her quietly and asked: "We discussed before, what if a mountain can't go around?"

Sangsang nodded vigorously, and said, "Split the mountain."