Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

The sixth floor of the library.

There are very few people here, and the huge bookshelves are extremely empty.

The sound of gentle footsteps echoed.

Li Mo came to the sixth floor once, when he took the "Sun Wheel Sword Art" last time. At that time, he was a little surprised that there were quite a lot of books here.

"Will there be a God-viewing Picture here?"

Li Mo stopped in front of a bookshelf.

This area is full of picture albums.

The fifth floor is mostly about superior martial arts, and the things on the sixth floor must be more core and more precious.

Li Mo is quite curious about the God-viewing Realm.

So, he picked up a picture album at random.

Unlike other picture albums, this one is spotless, and it is obviously often read.

There are not many people who can come to the sixth floor.

Either the true disciples, the elders, or those who have made important contributions to the sect.

Even they often read this picture album.

"The things recorded in it should not be simple."

Li Mo saw the name of the album clearly.

"Eighteen Odes of Yin and Yang"

Li Mo: "!"

Looking at this majestic name, it is not simple!

I am lucky. I just came to the library and found something good.

Opening the first page, it says:

'Lust is the first hurdle for young people - Ouyang. '

Ouyang?

Is he the author of this album?

"To observe the gods, you need to cultivate your mind first, which is reasonable."

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

However, when he turned to the real album, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The content is not suitable for children.

To be honest, the painting is very good, even the details are very good, just two words.

Realistic.

Li Mo found something wrong, frowned and turned to the last page.

There is also a sentence:

'A man is a boy until his death - Ouyang. ’

“So why did the emperor’s uncle choose such a high-sounding name!”

“And can’t he finish the words at once? And write one sentence at the beginning and one sentence at the end.”

Student Li’s mouth twitched slightly.

Even the stinky novelists dare not break the chapters like this.

This author has something, just like his surname without the radicals.

After putting the “Eighteen Odes of Yin and Yang” back, he picked up other books and flipped through them.

There are relatively few picture albums as undecent as this one.

But there are not many real god-viewing pictures, and they do not touch the core of the superior, or even the unique skills.

Think about it.

Most of them are the specialty of the elders of each peak, and it is unlikely to be put here.

But Li Mo also saw some interesting things.

“Emperor Wu of Dayu, the map of observing the heaven, the way of the instrument, the mountains and the rivers and the country, with the nine heavens and ten earths as the scenery, so that the descendants of the dynasties in the future can all observe the god of the sun, so as to plan the endless dynasty.”

This is a history book called “The Chronicle of the Gods and Forms”.

It even depicts the appearance of the Heavenly Destiny Artifact Jiangshan Shejitu, which is very lifelike.

Of course, there is only its shape, but no charm.

This is already very impressive. Being able to copy its shape means that at least he has seen the real thing.

According to the records, Jiangshan Shejitu is a kind of divine shape.

Li Mo became interested and turned to the next page, where he saw a bronze sacred tree.

‘The bronze Fusang, the Heavenly Destiny Artifact of the Shang Dynasty, has hundreds of birds living on it, and many magical things. Looking at it can condense the gods of the Vermillion Bird, the Blue Luan, the Blood Phoenix, the Golden Crow, and other birds. It was shattered during the destruction of the Shang Dynasty by Yu and disappeared.’

“This is quite suitable for Bingtuozi.”

Li Mo read it with great interest.

All the records on it are ‘divine’ shapes, spanning two dynasties, and they are all detailed, as if the author had personally experienced it.

He flipped through the author’s name:

Han Zhen.

Never heard of it.

"I don't know what form I will observe and what spirit I will focus on."

Li Mo put down the book with a lingering feeling.

He was a little confused about this aspect.

For example, Murong Xiao has the blood of Ming Jiao, and it is easier to focus on the form of Jiaolong.

For example, if someone has the bones of a tiger back and a bear waist, it will be easier to focus on the form of a tiger and a bear.

This is the importance of bones in martial arts.

Li Mo still doesn't understand how his physique is suitable for entering the stage of observing the spirit.

No wonder the elders watched him climb to the top of the stone steps to heaven, and they were all hesitant to accept him as a disciple.

"The boat will naturally straighten itself when it reaches the bridge."

"With Bingtuozi and Princess Xiao Jiang, I am not afraid that I can't brush out the one that suits me."

Li Mo thought of them and couldn't help but feel relieved.

For now, it's better to choose the sword tactics to feed Jiang Chulong.

He himself is also taking the path of skills close to Taoism.

Well, I was forced to do it...

Although he still wanted to be a cool and handsome swordsman, he was really short of martial arts insights.

"The Magical Method of the Red Lotus of Karma" was too exhausting to comprehend.

Now there are only about 70 years left.

Too much for hammer skills, too little for swordsmanship...

But there was nothing he could do.Law, investment feedback must be brushed.

Finally, Li Mo took a few good swordsmanship books.

Three books, all of which are top-notch swordsmanship.

When Li Mo was holding the sword formula and preparing to register.

"Junior Brother Li."

Li Mo turned around, puzzled.

Who called him?

"Junior Brother Li!"

The man jumped, and Li Mo saw him clearly.

Old acquaintance.

"Senior Brother Xiaobao." Li Mo greeted with a smile.

Before entering Qingyuan Sect, he had met this Senior Brother Tang Xiaobao once, in Xue Jing's clinic.

During the Nine Meridians Martial Arts Competition, he took the initiative to jump off the ring, which put a perfect end to the rumors of his match-fixing.

At the moment, he was kicking his calves, trying to take the books on the bookshelf, but it was never high enough.

It is said that Senior Brother Xiaobao was born with defects and did not grow tall, and he always looked like a pale boy.

Therefore, although his last name is Tang, no one calls him Brother Tang.

Isn't Brother Xiaobao in the Jade Liquid Realm?

"Brother Li, please help me take down the book on the third row on the left."

"Okay."

Li Mo took it down and found that it was a book related to alchemy and medicine.

"Finally got it."

"Now there is hope to enter the Xuandan Realm."

Tang Xiaobao was very happy holding the book.

"Brother Xiaobao, this is an alchemy book, did you take it by mistake?"

Li Mo thought he was using this book to learn alchemy and medicine.

"Hehe, for me, it's a book for practicing."

Tang Xiaobao said with a smile.

Seeing that Li Mo was confused, he thought for a while before speaking:

"Anyway, Brother Li is not an outsider, so I'll tell you. Only Master and I know about this."

"I'm not a human."

Li Mo: "?"

Brother Xiaobao, don't be like this.

We were chatting happily, why did he suddenly start scolding me?

However, seeing the other party's serious look, Li Mo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Are you kidding?

The Destiny Eye is activated.

[Name: Tang Xiaobao]

[Age: 4224. ]

[Root: Seven-orifice Dan Body. ]

[Realm: Inner Breath Jade Liquid Realm]

[Destiny: Blue. ]

[Evaluation: It was originally a Nine-orifice Dragon and Tiger Pill, but an accident occurred before the pill was completed, and the nine orifices became only seven. After thousands of years, it has been cultivated by generations of Danding Peak elders. It was only in Xue Jing's generation that spirituality was born. The future is hard to predict. ]

[Recent experience: I hope to refine myself again and enter the Xuandan Realm in order to supplement myself. ]

Li Mo: "???"