I heard that whatever I write will come true [Transmigration Book]

Regardless of whether Huan Chengzhi's guess is correct or not, everyone in the Tianji Sect, who was stunned for a while when they heard the words, came back to their senses one after another.

In fact, from a precise point of view, what He Yufan said was obviously more specific than that boy.However, judging from the method of divination, the young man used the Heaven-inquiring technique passed down from generation to generation in the Tianji Sect. In comparison, He Yufan's casual questioning seemed too casual and unconvincing. .

But the head is still standing here, the old man didn't say anything, even if the other people have different thoughts, none of them dare to express their opinion.

In the end, it was the young master, Fairy Luoxia, who looked around for a few times, and was the first to ask the headmaster in a low voice: "Brother, look at these two results..."

"Junior Sister, there is no need to say much."

Unexpectedly, before she could finish speaking, Daoist Mingxu shook his head first, and at the same time he raised his voice to inform everyone present: "Two days later, disciples above the Nascent Soul stage of Tianjimen will follow me to go with Mr. He." That secret place."

Fairy Luoxia was taken aback for a moment, and after bowing her head to accept the order, she couldn't help asking: "Senior brother, do you not believe the hexagrams that my apprentice divination?"

Ming Xu shook his head slightly: "It's just that I'm more willing to believe in the choice of Patriarch and Tiandao than this kind of meaningless competition."

After finishing speaking, without giving Luo Xia a chance to ask any more questions, he walked up to He Yufan in a few steps, first bowed to apologize for the disciple's reckless behavior, and thanked the other party for his divination.Finally, after confirming that He Yufan had nothing to do that needed his help, he turned around and left the spot.

In this way, although no one knew who was right and who was wrong in this divination, judging from the attitude of the head, no one dared to say that He Yufan was wrong.

After being disturbed like this, He Yufan basically didn't feel sleepy anymore.It happened that Han Zichuan was standing by the side. They discussed it and decided to go directly to Zangshuge to have a look.

Zangshu Pavilion is located in the back mountain of the sect, and it is also a little distance from the house where He Yufan and the two lived.

But after all, they are all in the sect, no matter from the image problem or what, He Yufan doesn't intend to let Huan Chengzhi hug him up again.

The latter regretted it deeply.

But it's a pity, it's a pity, He Yufan didn't mean to satisfy him.

The three of them were walking on the road, He Yufan yawned half leaning against Huan Chengzhi.

Han Zichuan held back for a long time, but he couldn't hold it back after all, and asked bluntly: "Speaking of which, brother He, how did you do your fortune-telling just now? I just watched you click on the mirror of that day. Inject it into it, and it will respond to what you think in your heart?"

"How is that possible." He Yufan shook his head and said, "Brother Han, don't even think about it. If I have already mastered the high-end technique of conveying spiritual power, why should I be in a hurry to learn from a teacher?"

Han Zichuan: "..."

So this means that he really just tapped the mirror and didn't even use his spiritual power, right?

Han Zichuan felt that the fortune-telling skills he had been proud of for many years were a little bit broken at this moment, but he still took a deep breath, and Chaohe Yufan made sure: "You mean, if you ask Tianjing a question, it will will answer you?"

He Yufan nodded.

Although he really wanted to tell Han Zichuan, even if he didn't ask Tian Jing, he wouldn't waste much time if he thought about it himself.

But even if He Yufan is upright, he still looks at him to some extent.Based on Han Zichuan's current expression, he can say without exaggeration that if he dared to tell the truth, the other party might be overwhelmed with grief and indignation, and bid farewell to the fortune-telling world from today on.

Perhaps it was because the blow was too great. Along the way, Han Zichuan just led the way silently with his eyes wide open, and he looked dazed with a feeling that "everything in the world has nothing to do with me".

Huan Chengzhi looked at someone in front of him who was shaking a little while walking, and after making sure that he would not collapse while walking, he took the opportunity to bump He Yufan's arm, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you think you should give me a hand in advance?" Can you tell me about the plot?"

"We'll talk about it when we get back tonight." He Yufan blinked at him, and added with a special understanding: "Don't worry, there will be no blood test this time."

The corner of Huan Chengzhi's mouth twitched, he bowed his head and remained silent.

There is no bloodline assessment, and there is still the power of bloodline.

Judging from so many previous experiences, he basically no longer has too many expectations for this so-called "opportunity"...

After the time for touching a stick of incense has passed.

He Yufan stood beside Han Zichuan, looking up with him at the pure white building about half the size of a football field and about seven or eight stories high.

After self-regulation along the way, Han Zichuan finally recovered from the previous collapse.

Looking at the small building in front of him, he took a deep breath, and said slowly in the same tone as in the past: "This is the Library Pavilion. The ones related to cultivation methods and introductory exercises are on the first floor. The exercises on the upper floors and The cheats are getting more and more difficult. Only the elders and above are eligible to read the cheats on the seventh and eighth floors. But if it’s you, you can read them at will, no matter which floor you want.”

He Yufan nodded, Mingxu had said this to him once.but……

"Are the exercises here only about divination?" He Yufan asked, "I mean, in fact, although I have no talent for alchemy and sword exercises, I am still quite interested."

"Just say that you don't need to learn any more about divination."

Han Zichuan shook his head, but he believed in the accuracy of He Yufan's words from the very beginning, so he only smiled and continued: "Don't worry, the Library Pavilion of Tianjimen can be said to be the second best in the cultivation world. , no one dares to be number one anymore. There are all kinds of cheats here, and there are a lot of them, so you only need to worry about whether you can find what you want, and don’t worry about not covering enough.”

Han Zichuan said this very proudly, and He Yufan couldn't help but nodded while listening.

In line with the principle that the selection of exercises and practice guidance is also based on personal fate, Han Zichuan did not continue to take the rest of the journey.And Huan Chengzhi, who was not a disciple of the sect and should not be eligible to enter, was also allowed to enter Zangshu Pavilion together because of He Yufan.

It was quite different from the scene in the modern library that he imagined. After He Yufan entered the door, he was startled by the scrolls flying in the sky before he could see the surrounding furnishings clearly.

The interior of Zangshu Pavilion is circular, and the first floor is about four or five meters high.From the floor to the four walls to the ceiling is all pure white, including the bookcases, tables and chairs on the ground, all of which are white as the tone.

He Yufan glanced around, then raised his head again.

In fact, there are indeed a lot of books on the bookcase, but compared to those flying in the air, they are a little pitiful.

"Everything has animism, especially the books that record the exercises and carry the spiritual power of generations. The content is better, or if there are many people who read it, they basically have their own spiritual wisdom, that is, I was able to break away from the confinement of the bookcase, and I was flying around here."

Huan Chengzhi stood beside He Yufan, with one arm around his waist, while actively explaining the scene to others.He said: "In Wonderland of All Souls, there is also this kind of library. Although it is much smaller than Tianjimen, the situation inside is basically the same."

He Yufan still looked at the "Flying Book" in the air with the expression of a bumpkin entering the city, mumbled a murmur in his mouth, and after a while, he blinked and said, "Isn't that what flew up? It's better than the ones that didn't fly." Are those better?"

"I can't say for sure, maybe the one that is really powerful is quieter." Huan Chengzhi shook his head and said, paused, and added: "But no matter what the situation is, things with wisdom will automatically Those who choose the owner. For example, the flying ones are basically for the sake of not being seen by those who are not selected by them, so instead of standing here, you might as well go in and see who you are destined to be with."

"Makes sense."

He Yufan nodded, scanned his surroundings again, and finally raised his legs and walked under the curtain of books.

After half a minute.

He Yufan looked down at the sea of ​​books that almost wrapped his whole body tightly around his body, and suddenly he couldn't laugh or cry.

He looked up and tried to look out from the gap between the books.After finally catching Huan Chengzhi's shadow, He Yufan asked loudly, "Didn't you say that these books are very proud and generally not easy for people to read?"

"This shows that you are really extraordinary." Huan Chengzhi's voice was also a little helpless.

He should have thought of this scene long ago.

After all, He Yufan can make Tianjing, an immortal artifact that belongs to the upper realm, honestly ask what to say, and it would be strange if this does not happen to these mortal cheats on the first floor of the Cangshu Pavilion...

Huan Chengzhi was thinking in a mess.

However, before he finished thinking, he suddenly discovered that the pile of scrolls that were scattered and flying around before suddenly seemed to have sensed some order, and they were honestly listed on both sides separately, as if they were pointing the way. , leading He Yufan to a path leading to the bookcase next to him.

Looking up along the road, there is a stack of yellowed and dilapidated bamboo scrolls lying on the bookcase at the end, which seems to have experienced thousands of years of wind and rain.

Huan Chengzhi frowned slightly.

He Yufan curled his lips into a smile.

The two looked at each other, and the latter said cheerfully, "I think you were wrong before. The best cheat is not necessarily laziness. It may just be old people who don't have the energy to stand up."

Huan Chengzhi nodded: "But even so, it still chose you desperately."

"That's right." He Yufan walked along the road to the bookcase, and said with a smile, "Who made me the most handsome man in the cultivation world?"