Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 600 Exploring the Ten Thousand Scrolls Building
"Fellow daoist, are you new here?" A monk in brown clothes and a yellow crown trotted over with his robes lifted. It is empty, and when I returned late, people lived there, so I didn’t come to the door immediately for fear of disturbing fellow Taoists, so I came to visit today.”

She had just asked if there were any outsiders here, and now she appeared by herself.

Zhan Changfeng nodded and responded, "Fellow Daoist came at an unfortunate time, I'm going to Wanjuan Building."

These words obviously did not mean to have a deep conversation, but they were not wrong, but their enthusiasm remained undiminished, "I'm going too, fellow Taoists, if you don't mind, why don't we go together, I can lead the way for you."

Zhan Changfeng looked at his spirit, he was not Qingxiu, he seemed to be an official, so it would be good to chat with him.Zhan Changfeng put the Chuyuan Token and the "Golden Rule" given by the Taoist into his sleeves, and closed the door, "As we walked, we talked, how long have you been here, fellow Taoist?"

"I came here three months ago." Bai Bumai smiled wryly, "The Rising Dragon Pagoda is so torturous that I haven't left until now."

It's not difficult to leave the wasteland. If you have done a thousand good deeds, you can pass through the mirror world. But they didn't come to the wasteland for a stroll, they came to the Dragon Pagoda.

When it comes to Shenglong Pagoda, we have to mention Wanjuanlou. It is said that the exam in Shenglong Tower is a literary test, and the content is in the books of Wanjuanlou.

Wanjuanlou has a vast collection of books, it is a matter of luck whether the topics you encounter are the ones you have seen before.

Zhan Changfeng chatted with him, and found that he didn't know the peculiarity of this place, except that the disciples in Yuan Academy were secretly brought from other worlds by the Holy Land. The only difference was that these people wore the same style of Taoist robes. Although he often reads books in Wanjuan Tower, he does not participate in the breakthrough of Shenglong Tower.

Bai Bubu was sure that she was the order bearer only when he saw that she was not wearing a similar Taoist robe from a distance.

Walking up the stone steps in the mountain, after a few turns, I saw the eaves of the Wanjuan Tower amidst the branches and leaves, and Bai did not miss it. Why did he shake it off before he got her bottom out?
It's impossible to go on like this, Bai Bumi said directly, "It's really impolite not to ask the name of the fellow Taoist along the way, what should I call you?"

"Zhan Changfeng." She asked casually, "Fellow Daoist, have you seen other order holders?"

"At present, there are not many order holders staying in the wasteland. Besides me, there is another person who is not talkative. If we see him later, we will go say hello." Bai Bubai replied, while Reminiscing about Fan Xinglu, this name is a bit familiar. Is it the same name as the person in Fengyun Realm or the pronunciation is the same?
Bai Buhui thought about it, "Which realm do you belong to, do you have any plans to come to Cambrian, the Wu'an Dynasty to which I belong is the Changsheng Dynasty, and the founding and reigning King Wu'an is the 1th in the overlord list. This is an excellent achievement when almost all of the top [-] are occupied by Emperor Lingjian, and the dynasty also occupies one-tenth of the Cambrian Great Realm, with dozens of small middle realms under its jurisdiction."

After Zhan Changfeng finished his speech, he politely declined, "Thank you, Daoist friend, for your kindness. I don't want to join any faction yet."

"Fellow Daoist, you can think about it again." As he reached Wanjuan Building, Bai Bucui knew that it was too late, so he left calmly, "I won't bother you fellow Daoist with reading, we'll discuss it later when we have time."

Zhan Changfeng didn't touch his face, nodded and walked into the building.

The interior of the Wanjuan building is written in Chinese characters. Looking up, there are nine floors, and each floor is a bookshelf. The vastness of the books, I am afraid that with the memory of a monk, he will not be able to read them all day and night for ten years.

Chuyuan's disciples were either standing in front of the bookshelves holding books, or sitting cross-legged in the corner reading, or taking books to the reading area.

Zhan Changfeng strolled among the bookshelves mixed with the fragrance of ink and wood. The time was as quiet as the beam of sunlight falling from the window. She looked at the signs on the bookshelves, and there were roughly various scriptures, large and small historical notes, and politics. There are four major titles of military, medical and agricultural speeches and literary works, with a collection of more than [-] volumes.

To extract the key points from these more than [-] volumes to meet the assessment of the Dragon Pagoda without prompting is simply a fantasy.

What's more, she didn't even count the specific exams in the Dragon Tower.

It was the first time for Zhan Changfeng to encounter such an unresolved matter. Standing in front of the bookshelf, she picked up a book and read it. Her memory was superb, ten lines at a glance, and she finished reading the three-inch-thick book in no time. When she put it back, The Chuyuan token at the waist cast a light curtain, showing three questions, which were exactly the contents of the book.

As I mentioned before, the Chuyuan Token is a status symbol, and it is also used to accumulate good deeds. The length of time you stay in Wanjuanlou and the number of books you read in a day determine how much good deeds you can get in a day. After [-] years, there is a chance to enter the Dragon Pagoda.

After she answered the above question, the token flashed brightly, and there was a line of small characters on the back: good deeds are worth ten points.

It seems that answering the questions correctly is considered as reading a book.

Zhan Changfeng was thoughtful, picked up another thinner book, read the same book and answered the questions, this time it was the value of nine good deeds.

These two books are both political books. After putting them back, she tried various titles of classics, meanings, and history in turn, and found that the meritorious deeds of a book are roughly determined by its own value and category value.

The value itself is easy to distinguish, the deeper the truth conveyed, the higher the value.

The value of the category is that the good deeds obtained by the classics and righteousness are on average around fifteen, the military and political opinions are around ten good deeds, the historical minutes are around seven, and literature-related works are around five.

So obvious bias.

It is said to help people with leadership potential, but what guides them to learn is the scriptures and teachings advocated by the immortal way and humanity.

Zhan Changfeng purely broadened his horizons and devoted himself to studying hard.

After concentrating, the time passed very quickly. It seemed that the bell rang not long after. The disciples put down the books in their hands and walked out of Wanjuan Pavilion one after another.

"Friend Daoist, what did you read today?"

"Why don't we discuss it together?"

The two people who walked ahead of her joined hands and flew to Zifu Bieyuan.

These people are so real, Zhan Changfeng wondered if he could get in touch with them and see if he would find anything else.

But before that, she had to look for people related to her. Bai Bumi said that there was another person besides the two of them. This was obviously wrong. She found out that at least three people were related to her.

It's just that her causal eye is not yet deep, so she can't find out who it is.

Zhan Changfeng entered the Zifu Bieyuan, and searched in the direction of the line that he vaguely felt yesterday. She nodded and greeted, like a peaceful and beautiful fairyland.

One mile to the south, the fairyland has been poisoned, and ominous gray mist drifts in the forest. Even though the grass and trees are growing very well, in the human senses, they are dead and desolate.

Zhan Changfeng knew who this was.

(End of this chapter)