Chapter 598 I'm looking for a book called Rong Zhai Liubi!

Chapter 598 I’m looking for a book called Rong Zhai Liubi!

A blizzard filled the sky, and countless goose-feather-like snowflakes fell.

Under the dim light, dark shadows formed on the ground, and then quickly disappeared.

Looking into the distance, this snowy night is very depressing.

There seemed to be some savage beast hidden in the darkness.

The biting cold wind blew by, like a monster's breath, making people's skin crawl.

But this bit of coldness is nothing to Liu Yu's current physique.

His body was like a furnace, constantly emitting amazing heat that could even melt snowflakes three feet away.

However, the heat emitted by the surging Qi and blood was locked in the body due to the invisible spirit technique and powerful control, without any abnormality being revealed.

"rustle"

Liu Yu swept the fallen snow on his shoulders, feeling a cool touch, and stared at the study more than ten feet away.

The study is not big, covering an area only the size of two basketball courts. The overall style is antique and extremely low-key and restrained.

At first glance, there are even some signs of decay in the corners, which looks like it has been around for a while.

But although it is old, the details are very neatly taken care of. It can be seen that its owner must take care of it frequently.

At the door of the study, some monks come in and out from time to time, coming here in twos and threes to read and pass the time.

Although there are places like "tea tasting houses" where you can get physical pleasure and kill some time.

But the temporary happiness of the body cannot make up for the spiritual emptiness after all.

When the body's instinctive needs are vented, a greater emptiness on the spiritual level hits like a storm, and it is so unstoppable.

At this time, you need to do something to fill the emptiness in your heart, and reading is obviously a good choice.

As the only study in Changnan City, Jiren Study has always been one of the places where monks gather, even if the night has arrived.

However, to prevent monks from spreading "treasonous and unethical" thoughts, all the books in the study were screened by the demon clan before being allowed to be placed at the front desk.

There is no "dangerous" content in it, such as information on various spells and practice experience. Most of them are books on alchemy and weapon refining, which cannot directly increase strength.

But a monk with a certain skill will be valued wherever he goes.

If you can become an official "alchemist" or "weapon refiner", even if you are actually a prisoner, you will still receive some preferential treatment from the demon clan and be given some limited privileges.

For example, a better place to live, an easier job, etc., and even "freedom".

As long as it is useful to the demon clan, even if you are a slave and have no bargaining qualifications, you can live a more comfortable life and become the best among slaves.

Become an alchemist or weapon refiner through self-study, and then enjoy superhuman treatment. Under the propaganda of the demon clan, it has become the goal of many brainwashed monks.

So the study room has always been a good place to go.

In the dark night of blizzard, the study room exuded a warm glow. Liu Yu stared at the antique building in front of her, and the information about "Jiren Study Room" flashed in her mind.

Then he shook his head slightly and strode towards the door.

"Puff"

"Puff"

Every step Liu Yu took would leave a deep footprint that spread all the way to the door of the study.

In fact, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and he still has doubts about whether the contact point still exists.

After all, a hundred thousand years are enough for too many things to happen.

Although the Annan Protectorate was destroyed not long ago, it has been so long since the collapse of the Tang Dynasty. Who knows if it still intends to retain those contact points.

Maybe like Daqian and Daliang, they are indifferent to Tiannan?

During the month he sneaked into Changnan, Liu Yu's footprints were almost all over the city, but he only found this one familiar name.

I wonder if the contact information from hundreds of thousands of years ago has been passed down?

Has the Annan Protectorate already forgotten Tiannan?

He paused at the door and just as Liu Yu shook off the snowflakes from his body, he saw a monk who looked like a sixty-year-old man looking over from the door.

This man has a thick beard, but most of it has turned into silver, and only occasionally can you see a hint of black.

Wearing a spotless dark blue scholar's shirt, he naturally exudes a refined temperament. If one ignores the subtle spiritual pressure, he really looks like a scribe who retired after experiencing the ups and downs of officialdom.

Seeing the guests arriving, the old man in green shirt smiled and held his hands, saying hello and conveying goodwill.

If you are an ordinary monk, your first impression can leave a good impression.

Seeing that Liu Yu was alone and came late at night, the old man in Confucian shirt might be a little puzzled and asked:

"Why are you walking alone on a snowy night?"

When saying this, the old man still kept a smile on his face, perhaps because he was used to this and was used to being kind to others.

"I'm never alone."

Liu Yu said thoughtfully as he returned the gift with his hands raised.

At the same time, he was a little surprised, because this seemingly ordinary old man was actually a golden elixir monk.

And facing the foundation-building monk he played, he actually had no airs.

The reason why he recognized him at first glance was because the old man in green clothes also wore a "forbidden spirit chain" on his feet, which was only used when imprisoning the golden elixir monks.

"That's it."

"Guests please come in."

The old man in green shirt nodded gently, without thinking or asking, he just made a gesture of invitation.

Liu Yu nodded slightly and crossed the threshold, striding into the study.

The blizzards flying in the sky disappeared, and the air instantly became warmer.

Entering the study, he glanced around casually, taking in the layout of the study.

On the right side of the room, there are huge bookshelves. The bookshelves are all the color of logs, and thin or thick paper books are neatly placed on the bookshelves.

On the left side of the room, there are rows of long tables and chairs.

Even when night falls, there are still many monks reading here at night, trying to become "useful people" and change their "destiny" in the future.

As for the top of the head, there are several huge lamps hanging, with yellowish sunstones placed inside, making the light look very soft.

Books, books, tables, chairs, lamps

At first glance, this looks like an ordinary study, not much different from a secular bookstore.

Liu Yu's expression remained as usual as he passed the monks and bookshelves.

He went straight to the bookshelf on the right, just like any other monk who came here, and there was nothing unusual about him.

"Basics of Alchemy" and "Basics of Weapon Refining"

"Encyclopedia of Low-level Spiritual Herbs", "Introduction to Weapon Refining" and "Rongzhai Wubi"

Looking around, just like the information Liu Yu had collected in advance, the bookshelves were full of books about cultivating immortals and various arts, but there were no books that could directly increase one's strength.

Obviously, the demon clan is still very afraid of this information.

"Xu Shi"

After taking a look at the sky to estimate the current time, Liu Yu took a deep breath.

Afterwards, he walked slowly among the bookshelves, his eyes constantly scanning the books step by step, as if looking for the books that interested him.

This search took three hours.

It was late at night in Chou hour, and the other guests in Jiren's study had dispersed, but Liu Yu was still frowning and searching among the bookshelves, but seemed not to find what he was thinking of.

Generally, after midnight, the study will be closed, and the guests will leave voluntarily, not daring to disturb the owner of the study.

Not only is the master of the study a golden elixir monk, but more importantly, he is a very rare formation master.

Even if you become a prisoner, you will still be treated politely by the demon clan. Enjoy privileges that ordinary monks can't even dream of, such as being able to own a study in Changnan City, and don't have to participate in the hard work.

However, the old man in Confucian shirt has seen many difficult monks and has sufficient experience in dealing with them.

He frowned secretly, stood in front of Liu Yu without leaving a trace, and asked in a calm tone:

"My little friend has been searching for three hours, but you still haven't found the book you need?"

"You might as well tell me that Jiren's study has been open for more than a hundred years."

"I remember the location of every book clearly."

Although the forbidden spirit ring can confine mana, it does not have a great impact on spiritual consciousness.

The study space is only that big. If you scan it with your spiritual consciousness, you can see them all in a short time. It is impossible to be looking for three hours.

Compared with normal monks, Liu Yu's obviously unusual behavior has made the old man in green shirt a little wary.

Even in his mind, he was already guessing whether the other party was sent by the Fire Bird Clan with an ulterior motive?

Hearing this, Liu Yu smiled slightly, and his spiritual consciousness swept quietly inside and outside the study.

After confirming that the conversation was safe, his face straightened and he said in a low tone:

"I'm looking for a book called Rong Zhai Liubi."

The moment he heard this, the golden elixir old man who had experienced hundreds of years of ups and downs couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

His face froze, and an extremely shocked expression appeared on his face.

Shock, shock, and doubt flashed through his somewhat cloudy eyes, and finally turned into disbelief!

"Fellow Taoist, Rong Zhai's essays only have five strokes!"

After a breath, the old man's face returned to normal and his tone was solemn.

After the words fell, the two looked at each other for several breaths, and finally nodded slightly.

"Fellow Taoist, please come with me."

With a quick glance of his consciousness, he made sure that the conversation just now was not overheard. The old man in green shirt quickly closed the shop and then said this.

After speaking, he pulled out a book from the bookshelf and touched every mechanism.

"Click" "Click"

After a sound of a mechanism moving, a straight downward passage appeared in the corridor in the center of the study, which was also lit up by a yellowish light.

"please."

The old man Qingshan said something and went straight into the passage.

"Um."

After a quick scan of his consciousness, he determined that it was not a trap. Liu Yu nodded slightly and followed closely.

"Click"

After the two entered, the sound of the mechanism moving came from the entrance of the cave again, and the study returned to its original state.

"There is a third-level top-notch formation here, and it is a formation that focuses on spiritual consciousness, so there is no need to worry about being discovered by the demon cultivator."

"Even a fourth-level demon cultivator would be almost impossible to detect without careful scanning at close range."

While walking, the old man in green shirt explained.

Liu Yu nodded, but did not speak, and just followed silently.

The passage was not long, and it took only a moment for the two of them to reach the end.

This is a very simple space without any living utensils, but there are many futons placed on the ground.

It doesn't look like a place for practicing, but rather like a place where many monks gather secretly.

"Fellow Taoist..."

After arriving at the place, the two of them each made a bed on a futon. The old man in green shirt asked tentatively, obviously still a little worried.

"I'm from Tiannan."

Without hesitation, Liu Yu said in a deep voice.

After finally getting in touch with the monks from the Annan Protectorate, he didn't want to cause misunderstandings due to being secretive, so he chose to get straight to the point.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

"I never thought that after such a long time, fellow Taoists from Tiannan would come."

"My fellow Taoist must have gone through many dangers and narrow escapes along the way, right?"

Looking at Liu Yu carefully, the old man in green shirt sounded sighing.

"Some ups and downs, not worth mentioning, are all over."

"It's just a little bit of wind and frost."

The images of Mu Yunyan, Gao Jianhan, and Canglou Lao Tao flashed through his mind, and Liu Yu smiled lightly and said casually.

Hearing this, the old man in green shirt remained silent. He knew clearly how dangerous it was to cross the Hengduan Mountains.

In the past hundreds of thousands of years, the Annan Protectorate has made countless attempts, but they all ended in failure.

The Annan Protectorate was established by the "Shengwu Emperor" of the Tang Dynasty when he opened up the Changnan Ancient Road.

The meaning of its existence is to protect the ancient roads and maintain the close connection between Tiannan and the Central Territory.

But with the fall of the Tang Dynasty, the meaning of the Duhufu's existence gradually changed, from expanding the southern border to "survival".

But perhaps because they have not completely forgotten their original intention, or for other reasons, during the hundreds of thousands of years that the Zhang family has been in charge of the Protectorate, they have always sent monks to try to contact him.

It was not until six thousand years ago that the Fire Phoenix Clan suddenly launched an offensive, and the six Annan continents fell one after another, and they had to stop their actions.

"What a coincidence that fellow Taoist came here. If it had been another ten years, I might not have seen the old man again."

"This Jiren Study Hall is the last contact point in the entire Annan Protectorate."

"But because the current situation is tense and we haven't been able to wait for the arrival of the Tiannan monks, the higher-ups have decided to abolish this place."

"It will be removed within ten years at the latest."

After a moment of silence, the old man in green shirt sighed, his tone inexplicably complicated.

"Then it's just the right time!"

Liu Yu said with a faint smile.

"Old Zhang Tao, I don't know what you call me, where are you from?"

After sighing a few words and thinking that he could not disappear for too long, Zhang Tao asked with a straight face.

"In the ancient city."

"As for the origin?"

"In the long time since we lost contact with the Central Territory, Tiannan has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the sect that originally existed has basically been destroyed."

"Gu's sect was established after losing contact."

Liu Yu casually reported the pseudonym he had compiled.

When he came to the Central Territory, he would inevitably encounter some weird magical powers or curses, so he decided to always use a pseudonym to act.

As he spoke, he no longer used the concealment technique to cover up, and released spiritual pressure at the mid-stage Golden Core level.

Feeling this powerful spiritual pressure, Zhang Tao looked as usual and did not show any surprise.

Because in this person's imagination, a monk who can cross the Hengduan Mountains must be a genius-level person.

It is impossible to be easily caught by the demon cultivator and become a humiliating prisoner.

After the introduction, Zhang Tao took the initiative to introduce the current situation of the Annan Protectorate without waiting for Liu Yu to ask.

"Ever since "Emperor Shengwu" established the Annan Protectorate."

PS: I owe 4,000 yuan, but I will try to get 10,000 yuan tomorrow.

I don't know why recently, I feel that my mood has been in a very low state, as if a big stone is pressing on my chest, and I have no energy for anything.

Are there any fellow Taoists who are studying medicine? Is the author depressed?