"If guests want to read the ancient version, please go up to the second floor!"

The clerk took Zhong Shenxiu and Jiang Kun up the stairs.

Just as he stepped on the stairs, Zhong Shenxiu felt a barrier, which was both defense and protection.

"whee……"

"Ha ha……"

In the shadows around, a delicate sound seemed to be heard.

In the darkness, there were eyes, with all kinds of evil colors, staring at the people coming.

An old and moldy smell spread across the tips of the three people's noses.

Surrounded by various bookshelves, there are broken ancient books, wired books, parchment paper, black hard-shell notebooks, and various scattered papers, with some ghost-like words written on them.

Some of them just look at the brushstrokes, which makes people feel upset.

Jiang Kun subconsciously swept the cover of a book, and there were some cloud-like ripples on it. They were both like clouds and some like water waves, like entrenched tree roots, forming a black hole, attracting people's attention.

Among the details of those patterns, it seems that the most essential mystery of the great way is hidden, and the miracle of life is hidden...

"This guest!"

The clerk did not look squinting and would never read any ancient books. He reminded: "Don't watch these ancient books for a long time, otherwise they will be affected to a certain extent."

"Thank you!"

Jiang Kun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sincerely thanked him.

"Old Li, these two people want to buy ancient books, so I will leave it to you."

The clerk threw Zhong Shenxiu to a thin old man who was studying hard behind a table, like a long-term scholar who was experiencing his career, and then went downstairs like he ran away.

Obviously, even though he knew the taboos here, he was unwilling to stay here for too long.

Old Li turned a deaf ear and was staring at a green ancient page in front of him with all his attention, constantly muttering: "The changes in life and death have turned into pupa, sublimated... sublimated..."

At the mouth, something crystal clear seemed to flow down.

"Brother Fang..."

Jiang Kun's voice was trembling, and he wanted to escape.

This old "Xiewen Master" looks so dangerous. Could it be that he will go crazy the next moment, right?

"You translated it wrong."

Zhong Shenxiu glanced and said, "The true expression of this sentence should be 'Moths flew into fire, feathers turned into pupaes, corpses and seas of blood, and they were born from the extreme of death'!"

"you……"

Old Li suddenly raised his head, two shimmers burst out from his eyes, and suddenly clapped his hands: "Hey! So that's it! It's wonderful... it's wonderful!"

He seemed to see the two of them and bowed to Zhong Shenxiu: "Please forgive me for being rude, I never thought of meeting a master of interpretation!"

"I have just studied the text of the Great Dao for a little research. I'll buy ancient books."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled.

"It's indeed a rare customer." Old Li wiped the corner of his mouth: "All monks come to me to listen to Chaoge to sell ancient books, but very few buy..."

He glanced at Jiang Kun, his face as if chrysanthemums were blooming, and his sparse teeth were revealed: "Don't be afraid... I'm not crazy yet, and I won't go crazy... Master Jie Wen, who is really about to go crazy, has long been imprisoned and banned in the pavilion..."

Old Li walked out from behind the desk and asked, "What kind of ancient books do the guests want to buy?"

"The customs and customs, ancient secret history, are all OK!"

Zhong Shenxiu looked around again: "Why are there so many ancient texts here? They are still documents of the Great Dao."

Write……"

"There are some real ancient books here, but most of them... Some are notes written by the great revisionist deliberately in the Great Dao text, some are classics written by monks after they became possessed by the devil, and some are even the works left by Master Jie Wen before his death..."

After Lao Li's explanation, Zhong Shenxiu roughly understood.

The true secret script of the Great Dao may be just a word on it, which can cause the monk to collapse.

Therefore, the supreme secret scripts circulated in ancient times are also supreme evil things. Anyone who has seen them will go crazy...

But some monks can write down some things after they are crazy and before they die.

These "translations" are also highly polluted, and all the monks who are seen go crazy, but some people can write some insights before they die.

Most of these insights are written in the text of the Great Dao. After all, the text of the Great Dao has its own rhythm and can best carry the Great Dao.

After many generations of "diluted" by countless generations, the pollution was finally reduced to the point where it could be viewed normally. This is the classics passed down by the great sect today.

The real work of Tingchao Pavilion’s “Xiewen Master” is to translate books containing slightly contaminated into the main text and then refine them into the bookworm.

The bookworms in Tingchao Pavilion are also unique. They can reduce slight pollution to a negligible level. They are considered green, safe and pollution-free, and are widely praised among monks.

This is also the foundation for Tingchao Pavilion to maintain.

When encountering books that are too polluted, you may have to die with several interpreters. After many translations, you can get a glimpse of the truth.

In Tingchao Pavilion, according to the different pollution levels of various ancient books, they are divided into four categories: heaven, earth, Xuan and Huang.

The Heavenly Tribe belongs to the supreme secret book. Just a glance can make people crazy, and it has always been only in legends.

Perhaps, within the Xuanmen Authentic Sect, there is also an original collection that describes the secrets of heaven and earth.

The jurisdiction of the Earth Department is also a very bad example. Nine out of ten people die, and the last one is 80% crazy.

The Xuanbi classics belong to Master Jie Wen’s usual work scope, but reading too much will also accumulate risks.

The last Huangbi classics can be viewed even by ordinary people, without pollution or very little pollution, such as the content carried by bookworms.

‘So, the [Four Seas Strange Sutra] in my hand is actually an ancient book. It can be sold on this second floor. After Master Jiewen’s interpretation, it can be refined into a bookworm that has no crazy influence?’

Zhong Shenxiu thought: "However, this handwritten manuscript is at most a "Xuanmen Part". The real [Four Seas Strange Sutra] can be roughly considered the Earth Part. As for the [Tianmu Sutra], it must be the Heaven Part...'

"The customs and customs are the secrets of ancient times?"

Old Li blew his beard and said, "There are bookworms downstairs in this kind of classic, so why bother to come up?"

"A difference is a slight difference, and it will be a huge mistake..."

Zhong Shenxiu shook her head.

The bookworms below must be translated by Jiewen Master, and as long as they are translated, there will be some differences, or even mistakes!

After all, are these interpreters at their level...haha...

'It's better to find the original view, so that you can get the most real first-hand information... accurately grasp the context of the world so that you won't be deceived...'

Zhong Shenxiu was still a little wary of the Ourobosnake and the Lord of the Sect.

Even he used the method of hiding the body, and while hiding the external gods such as [Tianmu], he also hid the sect leader, which made him such a concern.

If he really wants to contact them, he can do it immediately.

But listening to one side's words is too one-sided.
Chapter completed!