Immortal Mansion Longevity

Chapter 598 I'm looking for a book called Rongzhai Liubi!
The blizzard filled the sky, and countless feather-like snowflakes fell.

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

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

In the darkness, there seems to be some scourge hidden.

The biting cold wind blew past, like the breath of a monster, making one's skin crawl.

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

His body was like a furnace, emitting astonishing heat non-stop, and could even melt snowflakes three feet away.

However, the heat emitted by the surging energy and blood was all locked in the body under the invisibility technique and strong control, without showing any abnormalities.

"rustle"

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

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

At a glance, there are even some traces of decay around the corners, and it looks a little old.

But although it is old, the details are neatly arranged, and it can be seen that its owner must take care of it often.

At the gate of the study, some monks came in and out from time to time, and they came here in twos and threes to read books to pass the time.

Although there are places like "Tea House", you can get physical pleasure and kill some time.

But the momentary pleasure in the flesh cannot make up for the emptiness in the spirit after all.

When the body's instinctive needs are vented, the 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 when the night has come.

However, to prevent some monks from spreading the idea of ​​"rebellious and immoral", all the books in the study were screened by the monsters before they were allowed to be placed on the front desk.

There is no "dangerous" content in it, such as various spell materials and practice experience, mostly books on alchemy and weapon refining, which cannot directly increase strength.

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

If one can become an official "alchemist" or "artificial craftsman", even if he is actually a captive, he will still receive some preferential treatment from the monster clan and be given some limited privileges.

For example, better housing, easier work, etc., and even "freedom".

As long as it is useful to the Yaozu, even if you are not qualified to bargain as a slave, you can live a more comfortable life and become a superior among slaves.

Through self-study to become an alchemist and a weapon refiner, and then enjoy superhuman treatment, under the propaganda of the monster clan, he has become the goal of many brainwashed monks.

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

In the snowy night, the study exuded a warmer glow. Liu Yu stared at the antique building in front of him, and the information of "Ji Ren Study" flashed in his mind.

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

"Pfft"

"Pfft"

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

In fact, tens of thousands of years have passed, and he is also skeptical about whether the contact point still exists.

After all, 10,000+ years is enough for too many things to happen.

Although it hasn't been long since the Annan Protectorate's Mansion was destroyed, it has been so long since the collapse of the Tang Dynasty, who knows if it still intends to keep those contact points.

Maybe like Dagan and Daliang, he is indifferent to Tiannan?

In the month of sneaking into Changnan, Liu Yu's footprints have almost spread all over the city, but he only found this one familiar name.

I wonder if the contact information 10,000+ years ago has been passed down?
Has the Annan Protectorate's Mansion forgotten Tiannan?
Pausing at the door, Liu Yu just shook off the snowflakes on his body when he saw a monk in his sixties looking over from the door.

This person has a thick beard, but most of it has turned to silver, and only occasionally can you see a touch of black.

He was wearing a spotless dark blue Confucian shirt, naturally exuding a refined temperament, if one ignores the subtle spiritual pressure, he really looks like a secular scholar who has gone through the ups and downs of the officialdom and retired.

Seeing a guest coming, the old man in green shirt smiled and cupped his hands, saying hello and conveying goodwill.

If it is an ordinary monk, the 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 do you walk alone on a snowy night?"

When he said this, the old man still kept a smile on his face, perhaps because of his habit of being kind to others.

"I'm never alone."

Reciting the salute, Liu Yu said deeply.

At the same time, he was a little surprised because this seemingly ordinary old man was actually a Golden Core cultivator.

And facing the foundation-building cultivator he played, he didn't have any pretensions.

The reason why he recognized it at a glance was because the old man in blue was wearing a "spirit-forbidden chain" on his feet, which was only used when imprisoning Golden Core cultivators.

"That's it."

"Guests please come in."

The old man in the green shirt nodded slightly, without thinking or asking, just made a gesture of please.

Liu Yu nodded slightly, passed the threshold, and strode into the study.

The blizzard that was flying all over the sky disappeared, and the air instantly became warmer.

Stepping into the study, he glanced around randomly, looking at the layout of the study.

On the right side of the room, there are huge bookshelves. The whole body of the bookshelves is 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 who burn the lamp to read at night, trying to change their future "destiny" by becoming "useful people".

As for the overhead, there are several huge lamps hanging, and the yellowish sunstone is placed in them, which makes the light look very soft.

Books, books, tables and chairs, lamps.
At first glance, this looks like an ordinary study, not much different from a secular bookstore.

Liu Yu looked as usual as he passed the monks and bookshelves.

He went straight to the bookshelf on the right, just like an ordinary monk who came here, without any abnormality.

"Basic Alchemy" "Basic Alchemy"

"Encyclopedia of Low-Level Spiritual Grasses", "Introduction to Artifact Refining", "Rongzhai Wubi"

Looking around, just like the information Liu Yu collected in advance, the bookshelves are full of books about cultivating immortals, but there are no books that can directly increase one's strength.

Obviously, Yaozu is still very afraid of this kind of information.

"Xu Shi"

After glancing at the sky and estimating the current time, Liu Yu took a deep breath.

After that, he walked slowly between the bookshelves, his eyes kept scanning the books step by step, as if he was looking for the books he was interested in.

This search took a full three hours.

When the time came to Choushi, it was late at night, and the other guests in Jiren's study had already dispersed, but Liu Yu was still frowning and searching among the bookshelves, as if he couldn't find what he thought of.

Generally, when the time is over, the study will be closed, and the guests will leave consciously, not daring to affect the owner of the study.

Not only because the master of the study is a Golden Core cultivator, but more importantly, he is a very rare formation master.

Even if you become a prisoner, you will be treated with courtesy by the monster clan.Enjoy the unattainable privileges of ordinary monks, such as having a study in Changnan City, and don't have to participate in those hard work.

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

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

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

"You might as well tell it out, this Jiren Study has been open for more than 100 years."

"The location of each book is clearly remembered by the old man."

Although the Forbidden Spirit Ring can confine mana, it doesn't have a great impact on spiritual consciousness.

The study space is only so big, if you use your spiritual sense to scan, you can read them all in a short time, it is impossible to search for three hours.

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

Even in his heart, he was already guessing whether the other party was sent by the Fire Sparrow Clan with an ulterior purpose?
Hearing this, Liu Yu smiled slightly, and his spiritual consciousness swept across the inside and outside of the study silently.

After confirming the safety of the conversation, he straightened his face and said in a low tone:
"I'm looking for a book called Rongzhai Liubi."

The moment he heard this, the pupils of this golden core old man who had gone through ups and downs for hundreds of years couldn't help but shrink.

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

Shock, shock, and doubt flashed in those cloudy eyes, and finally they all became unbelievable!

"Fellow Daoist, there are only five essays in Rongzhai's essays!"

After a breath, the old man's face returned to normal, and he spoke solemnly.

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

"Fellow Daoist, please come with me."

Sweeping his consciousness to make sure that the conversation just now was not overheard, the old man in green shirt quickly closed the shop and said so.

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

"click" "click"

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

"Please."

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

"Ah."

Sweeping his consciousness to make sure it was not a trap, Liu Yu nodded slightly and followed closely behind.

"Click"

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

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

"Even if it is a fourth-level demon cultivator, it is almost impossible to be discovered if you don't scan it closely."

While walking, the old man in green shirt explained.

Liu Yu nodded, but didn't speak, just followed behind silently.

The passage was not long, and the two of them came to the end in just a moment.

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

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

"Fellow Daoist."

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

"The next one is from Tiannan."

Without hesitation, Liu Yu said in a deep voice.

It was not easy to get in touch with the monks in the Annan Protectorate's Mansion. He didn't want to cause misunderstandings because of cover-ups, so he chose to get straight to the point.

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

"Unexpectedly, after such a long time interval, fellow Taoists from Tiannan will come."

"On this journey, fellow Taoist must have gone through many dangers and narrowly escaped death, right?"

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

"Some ups and downs, not worth mentioning, have passed."

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

The appearances of Mu Yunyan, Gao Jianhan, and Canglou old man flashed in his mind, Liu Yu smiled lightly and said casually.

Hearing this, the old man in blue was silent. He knew exactly how dangerous it was to cross the Hengduan Mountains.

In the past 10,000+ years, the Annan Protectorate Mansion has made countless attempts, but all of them ended in failure.

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

The meaning of existence is to protect the ancient road and maintain the close connection between Tiannan and Zhongyu.

However, with the fall of the Great Tang Dynasty, the meaning of the existence of the Protectorate's Mansion has gradually changed, from the prosperity of the southern border to "survival".

But maybe it was because they didn't completely forget their original intention, or because of other reasons, during the 10,000+ years that the Zhang family has been in charge of the Duhufu, they have always sent monks to try to contact them.

It was not until 6000 years ago that the Huofeng tribe suddenly launched an offensive, and Annan Liuzhou fell one after another, so they had to stop their actions.

"Fellow Daoist came by such a coincidence. If ten years pass, I'm afraid I won't see the old man again."

"This Jiren Study Room is the last point of contact in the entire Annan Protectorate's Mansion."

"But because the current situation is tense, and we can't wait for Brother Tiannan to arrive, the higher-ups have decided to abolish this place."

"Ten years at the latest, it will be withdrawn."

After being silent for a while, the old man in green shirt sighed, his tone was inexplicably complicated.

"That's the right time!"

Liu Yu said with a faint smile.

"Old man Zhang Tao, I don't know how friends call him, where is he from?"

Sighing a few words, thinking about not being able to disappear for too long, Zhang Tao asked with a straight face.

"In the ancient city."

"As for the origin?"

"After losing contact with Zhongyu for such a long time, Tiannan has undergone earth-shaking changes. The original sect has basically been destroyed."

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

Liu Yu casually reported the pseudonym of the compilation.

When he came to Zhongyu, it was inevitable that he would encounter some strange magical powers or curses, so he decided to use an alias to act all the time.

As he said that, he no longer used the hidden spirit technique to cover up, and released a mid-stage Jindan spirit pressure.

Feeling this powerful spiritual pressure, Zhang Tao looked as usual without any surprise.

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

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

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

"Since "Emperor Shengwu" established the Annan Protectorate."

　PS: I owe [-], and I will fight for [-] tomorrow.

For some reason 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.

Is there any fellow Taoist who is a medical student? Is the author depressed?

　
(End of this chapter)