Chapter 285 Library
"you are?"
Looking at the blond man approaching the library alone, exuding a heart-stopping cold air, the guard responsible for guarding the library stopped Dai Yao and asked cautiously while his heart shuddered.
Dai Yao didn't say much and glanced at the guards. Although he was constantly assaulted by murderous intent, he was still a normal person and would not blame the guards.
He took out a token from the ring given by Bibi Dong, activated his soul power, and immediately released a surge of pressure from the token.
When the guards saw the token, their pupils immediately shrank, and the captain of the guard exclaimed:
"Papal decree!"
This token is the papal decree of Bibi Dong today, as if I were here in person. Everyone immediately knelt down on one knee, and the captain of the guard said respectfully:
"Sir, please come in. You should be the person who His Majesty the Pope has asked to come back to the library. The curator has been waiting for you for a long time."
"Oh? Curator?"
Dai Yao had some doubts in his heart.
"The curator is the real guardian of the library. There are millions of volumes of books here. Knowing their locations is a compulsory course for every curator. If you have any ancient books you want, the curator can find them for you."
The captain of the guard explained.
Dai Yao understood in his heart, suppressed his murderous intent, and said with some discomfort: "In that case, then you can take me to see the curator."
Under the leadership of the captain of the guard, Dai Yao slowly walked into the library, which was not very brightly decorated but filled with the aroma of books.
There is a huge dome in the center of the library, with bookshelves neatly placed around it. Each floor contains tens of thousands of volumes of books. Even the less popular books are spotless.
Obviously, these books are well protected.
On the bookshelf, the wood has experienced many vicissitudes of life, and the dents on the top were left by readers who didn’t know how many years ago. They are full of traces of time.
As Dai Yao walked, he looked at the library and couldn't help but sigh, how many sages' wisdom had been gathered here. Only a force as long-lasting and powerful as Wuhun City can build such a library.
This is the true foundation of a force!
Under the leadership of the captain of the guard, Dai Yao met an old man in simple clothes and wearing reading glasses next to a bookshelf.
The old man has silver hair, which is meticulously combed, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes indicate that he is a person who loves to laugh. Holding a feather duster in his hand, he was carefully cleaning the dust on the books.
When I encounter a book that interests me, I take it out and read it carefully.
"Sir, this is our curator."
The captain of the guard came to the old man and introduced Dai Yao. He looked at the old man with eyes full of reverence.
Dai Yao looked at the old man with surprise. With his eyesight, he couldn't detect any fluctuations in soul power. Could it be that this old man was a titled Douluo?
"Young man, there's no need to test me, old guy. As you can see, I have no soul power, I'm just an ordinary person, a useless old guy."
The old man turned around and smiled kindly.
For a person on the Douluo Continent, having no soul power would undoubtedly determine the death penalty. However, when the old man talked about his embarrassment, there was no trace of embarrassment, and instead he was generous.
"We who have been the guardians of the library all need to choose between the path of a soul master and the caretaker. Guarding this huge library is a matter of a lifetime of hard work. Therefore, choosing to be a caretaker means that You must give up the path of a soul master."
The old man explained.
“Can’t we have both?”
Dai Yao couldn't help but ask.
The old man shook his head and said with a smile:
"Young man, there was a caretaker who once thought this way, but the matter of guarding the library cost him a lot of energy, which made the path of a soul master extremely bumpy. The distraction of his energy even almost caused a catastrophe and ruined the life of a soul master. The library."
"In the end, every director of the Library must choose a path between the two. If you choose the path of a soul master, you must leave the Library and become the guardian of the Library. You will never be able to touch a soul master again. the road."
Hearing the old man's answer, Dai Yao couldn't help but feel a sense of respect. Spending his whole life trapped in this library, accompanied by books all day long, no matter how great his enthusiasm was, it would be worn away.
In the end, such a life is undoubtedly a prison for the old man.
Dai Yao couldn't help but ask: "Director, until now, have you ever regretted becoming the guardian of the library?"
The old man laughed: "Interesting, young man, you are one of the few people who don't regret asking me. After many people know that I am an ordinary person, their attitudes become extremely arrogant. The better ones can still maintain verbal respect."
"You young man is quite an anomaly."
"However, I can answer you. Everyone's pursuit is different. Some people want to dominate the world, while others want to live in a house. For me, taking care of this library is the meaning of my life."
"When I get old and can no longer take care of it, I will hand it over to the next caretaker safely."
"Perhaps tens of thousands of years from now, this torch, which brings together the wisdom of mankind throughout the ages, will benefit countless people in the future."
The old man smiled and said in a calm tone, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.
This library has been passed down from generation to generation, like a bystander, recording the thoughts of wise men from all dynasties and generations. You can imagine what a grand occasion it will be thousands of years later!
What's more, this library has gone through tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes!
It's just a pity that according to the original work, this library, which gathered the wisdom of countless people, may have been burned to the ground and turned into ruins. Everything in the Spirit Hall was burned to ashes by Tang San's fire of hatred.
"Okay, young man, what books are you looking for here?"
The old man adjusted his reading glasses, looked at Dai Yao, and asked with a smile.
The old man's voice made Dai Yao recover from his regret and replied:
"Director, I would like to know how the soul master world in the past has defined martial souls, soul rings and soul skills?"
He wanted to completely change the situation in which the poor had to rely on mutation if they wanted to change their class, so he had to start from the most basic things.
How to define martial souls, soul rings, and soul skills. Through these three points, he would be able to understand the underlying logic of how a soul master performs soul skills, and then see if there is any way to make some changes.
The existence of Chaos Qinglian gave him some confidence to change the rules of Douluo Continent.
As an ordinary person, Dai Yao would naturally not consider these lofty things and just live his own small life. But he obviously has the ability to subvert the continent in the future. The education in his previous life makes him want to bring some changes to the world.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said helplessly:
"Young man, your question is a good one, but neither the current soul master world nor the previous soul master world has paid attention to this issue."
"Even if there are some scholars who are interested in this, they have not come up with a convincing definition."
"That is to say, the current soul master world is still unable to answer your question."
As the guardian of the library, the old man is well aware of the latest theories and schools on the mainland. Since he said this, the soul master world really cannot answer Dai Yao's question.
Hearing the old man's answer, Dai Yao's eyes widened and he said in disbelief:
"how is this possible?"
<divclass="contentadv">How to define martial souls, define soul rings, and define soul skills. These three are the lowest level of logic for the development of soul masters. Without these things, the establishment of current theories in the soul master world would be useless. It is nonsense, like a castle in the air that will collapse at the first touch.
Dai Yao could not imagine how the theories in the soul master world were born in ignorance.
However, he also fell into deep doubts, because the birth of the first soul master certainly did not appear suddenly. Hunting soul beasts and obtaining soul rings should give it a flawed but simple definition. .
However, during the tens of thousands of years of development of Douluo Continent, no one seems to have noticed this matter at all. It is as if there is a huge black hand that has erased this history.
If a soul master wants to become stronger, he must hunt soul beasts and obtain soul rings. In this way, soul masters and soul beasts are naturally hostile. One day, one of the two parties must die completely to end this period. Hatred.
This guess made Dai Yao shudder.
The existence of the soul master seems to be a conspiracy against the soul beast.
The old man continued:
"Little guy, your question can be called the level of Tao, and what is currently being studied in the soul master world is more of the level of art."
"For example, what kind of soul beast's soul ring should be absorbed, how to configure the soul ring to maximize the increase, the difference between the beast martial soul and the weapon martial soul, etc..."
"Truth can never be obtained easily. It must go through arduous accumulation, endless sweat, and a flash of inspiration before you can carve your name in the history of soul masters."
"Young man, if you are really interested, then accumulate it yourself and find out the answer."
Dai Yao was stunned for a moment, looked serious, and said respectfully:
"Thank you for your teaching."
"I will never be stingy for anyone who pursues knowledge. Young man, start reading from the first book. The books here record everything from ancient times to the present."
"They'll give you the answers you want."
The old man pointed to the end of the bookshelf and smiled kindly.
Dai Yao nodded and walked towards the end of the bookshelf.
From then on, there was a blond man in the huge library. He started to learn simple hieroglyphs and kept reading, sometimes frowning, sometimes marveling, sometimes thinking, sometimes distressed...
As the ancient books were retrieved and returned to their original places, Dai Yao read faster and faster, the knowledge in his mind began to accumulate, and the murderous aura in his body began to disappear like water dripping through a stone...
In just one month, Dai Yao put down the last book on the first bookshelf, looked at the vast sea of bookshelves, and couldn't help but smile bitterly:
"The road of learning is truly never-ending!"
During this month, Dai Yao worked hard at night and day, searching tirelessly. Even when eating, he never put down the books in his hands. In addition to every night, after all, Zhu Zhuqing and Feng Wutong took turns accompanying him at night, allowing him to release the murderous aura in his body.
Well, it's just releasing murderous intent, nothing else.
"Son."
Just when Dai Yao put the ancient book back in its place, a cute voice sounded softly in his ears.
Dai Yao looked back, and a fiery red figure came into view. The long, close-fitting red dress touches the floor, outlining her devilish figure, and her seductive curves make everyone who sees her sway.
A beautiful face with not a single flaw to be found. The whole person is like a burning flame, gorgeous and dazzling.
However, what was unexpected was that she took off the ponytail that had been raised high for many years and replaced it with long hair hanging down to her waist. Although her eyes were as sharp as ever, they were a little more feminine.
It made many men who were already attracted to her even more excited.
"You're here, Wutong."
Dai Yao smiled as he took out a book from the new bookshelf.
"It's time to eat, sir."
Feng Wutong held the food box in her hand and said with a smile. She looked gentle and virtuous, and it was impossible to tell that she was the heroic girl who was so heroic in Wuhun Hall.
"it is good."
Dai Yao opened the book titled "The Difference Between Beast Martial Souls and Weapon Martial Souls", flipped through the catalog briefly, and answered.
Feng Wutong looked at Dai Yao quietly. After Dai Yao finished, he took the food box and went to the dining area of the library one after another.
On the side, several young men cast their eyes on Dai Yao and Dai Yao from time to time.
Judging from their clothing, their status is either rich or noble. Their actions showed that they did not really come to the library to study. When they saw Feng Wutong's gentle look, their jaws dropped.
"Master Li, is that the Feng Wutong we know who never speaks falsely to men? He actually obeys that man's words so much!"
A thin man stared at Dai Yao, his eyes full of jealousy.
Feng Wutong's appearance is second to none in the entire Wuhun Palace, and she is also a disciple of two titled Douluo. As long as she gets her love, she can reach the sky in one step!
Although the blond man is handsome, choosing a man depends on his inner nature. He doesn't believe that Feng Wutong is such a superficial person!
The young man known as Mr. Li had a gloomy face, and his sinister gaze was firmly fixed on Dai Yao. From the first moment he saw Feng Wutong, he vowed to get Feng Wutong!
Feng Wutong has always been polite to men, and the same is true for him. While it makes him feel discouraged, it also makes him determined to get Feng Wutong.
As long as he gets Feng Wutong's heart, all her tenderness belongs to him, but she is as cold as ice to other men. How can you not love such a woman?
But why did a man suddenly appear and steal his script?
He should be the man standing next to Feng Wutong!
Hearing that someone saw Feng Wutong in the library and treated the man with respect like a maid, he didn't believe it at first, but looking at the confident attitude of the person who tipped off the information, he was skeptical and still Came over and had a look.
As a result, you don’t know if you don’t look at it, but you are shocked when you look at it!
"My grandfather is an eighty-ninth level Soul Douluo. He is only one step away from the realm of Titled Douluo. As long as my grandfather becomes a Titled Douluo, my status will be completely worthy of Feng Wutong."
"This man must disappear!"
He thought bitterly, but he was not a fool. He suppressed his anger and asked several men beside him:
"Have you found out the identity of the man next to Wutong?"
Several men looked at each other and said, "Mr. Li, we investigated the blond man, and it was as if he appeared out of thin air. We couldn't find any information about him at all."
"I took his portrait and asked the people in the palace who were well-informed about it. They didn't know this person."
"As expected, the blond man is an ordinary person who has just joined the Spirit Hall."
Dai Yao has been living in seclusion in the valley since he joined the Wuhun Palace. In addition, Bibi Dong specially blocked his identity in order for Dai Yao to successfully escort Hu Liena out of the Killing City.
Everyone who knew Dai Yao was at least a Contra-level expert, and the two Douluo Qingluan and Lingyuan deliberately hid Dai Yao's existence in order to relieve Feng Wutong from being a maid.
Therefore, these young people did not know Dai Yao's identity.
After hearing the results of several people's inquiries, Mr. Li couldn't help but clenched his fists and thought with burning eyes:
"Boy, an ordinary person is not worthy of Wutong. Instead of letting Wutong suffer from your relationship in the future, I will help you and let you leave Wutong completely."
"Hey, I'm such a nice person!"
