During the whole day, Ji Changkong did not find any opportunity to enter that small area. During this period, he could only wander around other bookshelf and read some scriptures about the origin and realm of the gods.

Ji Changkong did not find anything.

During the day, he roughly read the basic books that tell the division of the realm of the gods and explain the relationship between tendons, veins, bones, flesh and energy.

The so-called heavenly beings are practitioners who can use the power between heaven and earth!

The cultivation of the gods is divided into ten realms, namely one Yuan, two qualities, three talents, four symbols, five elements, six elements, seven stars, eight trigrams, nine palaces, and ten major realms.

There are ten major realms, each of which has a unique cultivation method, either borrowing the power of the four symbols, using the power of the five elements, or using the power of the seven stars, the sun and the moon, and using the power of the universe to do whatever you want.

The books that Ji Changkong flipped through only briefly explained some basic principles of the cultivation of the gods. However, he did not mention any specific practice. He roughly read through one book after another, but did not find the cultivation secrets he needed.

Soon, the sky became darker, and a few oil lamps quietly lit up from the Sutra Tower.

It was not until this time that the Ji family men felt hungry. After reading the secrets of Tianshi and secret skills, some people gradually began to be unable to bear it. Thinking that there were still two days to come, they no longer had to waste their lives. Some people left the Sutra Tower one after another...

Ji Yueqing and Ji Xiaolian supported each other until the second half of the night and yawned all over the sky. In addition, they were so hungry that they all left.

After a while, Ji Changle and Ji Changsheng, on the second floor, went downstairs tiredly. Their eyes were gray and they were not in good spirits. They should have worked hard on the second floor. This time, Ji Changle was lazy to find trouble for Ji Changkong, glanced at him disdainfully, and then walked out of the Sutra Tower with Ji Changsheng.

Gradually, fewer and fewer people were in the Sutra Library, and a large area was finally vacant at the east corner of the first floor.

Ji Changkong was swaying outside during the day, silently chewing and swallowing the steamed buns he brought in in the morning, and his clear eyes became brighter little by little...

The opportunity has finally come!

It was already ugly, and this period was the most sleepy moment of the day. The children of the Ji family who were still in the Sutra Library, although many of them were holding books in their hands, they began to snore in different severity.

Ji Changkong was holding his body, carefully avoiding the two children from the Ji family who were sleeping soundly on the bookshelf, and finally stood quietly at the position that he had already seen during the day!

Taking a deep breath, Ji Changkong's fingers trembled slightly, and excitedly pulled a scripture from the bookshelf. He put the oil lamp together and looked at it. The book was titled "Lingyun Yuanqi Jue".

Yes, it is the secret of the cultivation level, not the secret skill of using the energy to attack! Ji Changkong was ecstatic in his heart, barely suppressed the excitement in his heart, and quickly focused his attention - he knew that he didn't have much time.

Turning on the first page, Ji Changkong recited silently in his heart amid the thunderous snoring around him...

Two quarters of an hour later, Ji Changkong decisively put "Lingyun Yuanqi Jue" back to his original place, and then pulled out another scripture from the bookshelf, titled "The Rage Flame and Crazy Gang" - this is a secret skill of the gods who use their Yuan power to attack.

After turning a page and confirming that this was a secret skill of the gods, not a secret of cultivation, Ji Changkong quickly put "The Rage Flame and Crazy Gang" back to its original place without any hesitation.

On tiptoe, Ji Changkong drew another scripture from a high place, titled "Mill-cleaning Brain Nerves", - The Secret of the Heavenly Man.

He was happy again. Ji Changkong carefully held "Miral Washing Brain Nerves" in his palm and put it to the candlelight. With the dim candlelight, Ji Changkong began to recite silently again.

...

When it was almost dawn, Ji Changkong had read four of the first basic secrets of the Heavenly Master.

It was not until the sound of rooster crowing outside the Sutra Tower that Ji Changkong was reluctant to leave a book of scriptures that had not been finished yet. Before the two children from the Ji family next to him were about to wake up in a daze, Ji Changkong returned to the remote corner where the day was.

He picked up a book about the power of the gods from the bookshelf beside him, and Ji Changkong sat silently on the cold terrazzo floor of the Sutra Library, while chewing yesterday's hard steamed buns, while squinting his eyes at the books in his hand.

After a while, Ji Changkong blocked his eyes with the scriptures in his hand, and silently recited the contents of the four secrets of the gods he had written down before over and over again in his heart. He did not sleep for a while until he was so sleepy.

...

The day passed quietly, and time froze, and it was night again.

It's still ugly.

Ji Changkong, who had been hiding in the remote corner of the first floor, his eyes suddenly lit up. While the people in the east corner were snoring, Ji Changkong continued to do what he had not finished last night.

He knew that only when others snore would he have the opportunity to read the secrets of the gods there, and he also knew that after tonight, he might not have the chance to move the secrets of the gods above. Therefore, Ji Changkong was faster this time than last night. As long as the secrets of the gods were put into use, he would immediately concentrate all his attention and memorize the contents above.

"cough……"

When it was late at night, a slight cough suddenly came from the Sutra Tower. Although the cough was extremely light, Ji Changkong, who was full of vigilance, heard it.

Ji Changkong, who was startled by the light cough, suddenly looked up, but found that an old woman stood beside him with a frown.

Holding a secret book of the Heavenly Master in his hand, Ji Changkong smiled, looked at the children of the Ji family who were snoring around him, and then asked in a low voice: "Are you Grandma Mo who is responsible for guarding the Sutra Library?"

Before entering the Sutra Tower, Ji Wanyun once told Ji Changkong that there would always be an old lady guarding the Sutra Tower. Her surname was Mo and her name was Mo Yunyi. She usually rested in the upper hut in the Sutra Tower. Not only did she rarely leave the Sutra Tower, but she also rarely left the above hut.

Ji Changkong had entered the Sutra Library for almost two days and two nights, and had never seen Mo Yunyi before. Unexpectedly, she suddenly appeared in the middle of the night.

"Well..." Mo Yunyi nodded, and his turbid old eyes glanced at the secret of the gods who were tightly held by Ji Changkong, and said unavoidably: "Give it to me!"

Ji Changkong was stunned and didn't understand why Mo Yunyi, who was guarding the Sutra Library, asked him for a secret of a god. After a moment of stunned silence, Ji Changkong honestly held it with both hands and handed her the book "Silk Record" in his hand to her.

"Last night, you started to memorize the above content. Tonight, add this book, you have read six superficial secrets of the cultivation of the gods! Boy, can you remember the above content?" Grandma Mo casually turned a page of "Sword of Swords" and read: "Rising the sword of wisdom, cutting the love, resentment, and angry threads in her heart, and her heart is clear, and her spirit can be condensed into one and united with heaven and earth!"

After pausing, Mo Yunyi, who suddenly appeared, looked at Ji Changkong who was a little nervous, frowned and said, "Boy, what does this paragraph mean?"

"Calm your mind! Abandon all the disordered thoughts in your heart together. The so-called love, resentment, and angry should refer to seven emotions and six desires... In other words, when practicing, you must cut off all distracting thoughts that can affect your stability in your mind. Only when your heart is empty can your energy and spirit form a wonderful response and become one with the heaven and earth!" Ji Changkong did not think much, and explained the magic trick according to his own understanding.

Mo Yunyi's originally turbid eyes suddenly flashed with a dazzling light, and Ji Changkong's eyes were slightly painful. After a flash of light in her eyes, she suddenly closed her eyes, as if digesting the contents of Ji Changkong's words.

After a while, she seemed to want to prove something. She suddenly opened her eyes and reached out to pull out another scripture from the bookshelf above Ji Changkong's head, which was "Miral Washing Brain Nerves" that Ji Changkong silently remembered last night. She turned a page casually. She quickly read an obscure scripture, and then asked Ji Changkong what the new paragraph meant.

Ji Changkong had a faint smile on his lips, his mood was calm, and he softly told his understanding of the passage of scripture.

Mo Yunyi nodded repeatedly, and his turbid eyes became brighter and brighter. He took the scriptures from the bookshelf again and asked Ji Changkong several questions in succession. Ji Changkong answered them in a slight manner, with almost no pause.

"Even "Slaying the Silk Record", there are a total of six secrets of cultivating the gods. Have you remembered them all?" Mo Yunyi was silent for a long time before staring at Ji Changkong and asked. Even though she had just proved it, she still felt a little unbelievable and insisted on listening to Ji Changkong's answer in person.

"Well, remember everything." Ji Changkong replied obediently.

Mo Yunyi had an unstoppable horror on her face, and she seemed to finally be sure of it. Her old-fashioned body trembled slightly, as if she would fall down at any time.

When Ji Changkong saw her like this, he felt panicked and hurried forward without thinking, wanting to help her.

"No need!" Mo Yunyi gently pushed Ji Changkong, then took several deep breaths to calm down his mood. Then he stared at Ji Changkong and asked, "Do you know why the Ji family's errand was allowed to enter the Sutra Library after the practice, but why can he only stay in the Sutra Library for three days?"

"Through the test of the refiner, the mind, body, and age have met the requirement of being able to practice the secrets of the heavenly beings. The reason why we have to test and practice is perhaps to lay a solid foundation for them. And being able to stay in the Sutra Library for three days should be to let the tester choose the secrets or secret techniques that are truly suitable for their cultivation within three days, because it is not easy to practice each secret or secret technique. It is a taboo to chew too much. If you grasp everything, you may not be able to practice anything. Uh..., I think it should be this intention..." Ji Changkong secretly looked at the old woman, saying something uncertain.

Mo Yunyi looked at Ji Changkong like a monster. After a while of silence, she finally couldn't help but praise: "There are so many little bastards in the Ji family, and not everyone is a reckless man! At least, the doctor of the Ji family and you, you, can see the profound meaning! At a young age, it is really not easy to be able to understand my good intentions!"

"Hmph, those little bastards... and a few old people think I am guarding the treasure and not giving them it! They are all fools!"

After hesitating for a moment, she asked Ji Changkong in surprise: "Since you are so clear in your heart, you know the truth clearly, why do you have to silently recite so many scriptures with your own talent? Moreover, what you recite is the secret of practicing the heavenly beings, not the secret skills of using the Yuanli technique! It is barely reasonable to practice several attack secret techniques at the same time... However, if you practice several secret techniques, you will only have a dead end! You cannot not understand this principle, right?"

"Of course I won't practice a few secrets with my fellow practitioners, but I'm not the same as others..." Ji Changkong said in dismay: "I can never gather my Yuanli. The basis of any secret technique is Yuanli. Without Yuanli, it will never be difficult to become a god. I silently remember the contents of those scriptures, just want to try them one by one to see if I can gather my Yuanli."

"So it's you..." Mo Yunyi seemed to recognize Ji Changkong, and was silent for a while before whispering to Ji Changkong with comfort, "You can come here secretly in the Sutra Library in the future, but don't let your second grandfather know, do you understand?"

Ji Changkong was shocked, and he looked at Mo Yunyi, who was not like a joke, and said ecstaticly: "You...you mean...I can...I can...Anytime..."

Mo Yunyi knew about this child. Seeing his ecstatic and inexplicable verification, he couldn't help but feel sad. He nodded and said with certainty: "Not bad! You can come to the Sutra Library secretly in the future, but you can only come alone. Be careful not to let your second grandfather know, do you understand?"

"I understand!" Ji Changkong's heart trembled, he focused his head heavily, and then said softly gratefully: "Thank you Grandma Mo!"

"You kid, go back early to rest today. You are weak and no more than those little bastards with developed limbs and simple minds. Don't waste your time here. You only ate three steamed buns in a row for two days. How can this be done! From now on, you can come to this Sutra Tower if you want!" Mo Yunyi reached out and rubbed Ji Changkong's head, sighing in a low voice.

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Chapter completed!