There is a mysterious underground cave hidden in the depths of Huashan Mountain.

Here, Chen Xiang vented her emotions to her heart's content, her words full of anger, while Yang Jian just stood aside leisurely, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he was enjoying an insignificant drama.

For Yang Jian, he has already reached the realm of transcendence and sainthood. The years have passed, and the abuse and ridicule are just a passing breeze to him, unable to cause any waves in his state of mind.

Even if he is occasionally in a bad mood, he will only impose minor punishments to show severity.

He was well aware of Le Ye's eccentric character, and also understood that Chen Xiang must have suffered a lot of torture and hardship when facing the first difficulty. Therefore, for Chen Xiang's abuse at this moment, he not only did not feel dissatisfied, but felt that it was

A way to relieve stress.

After all, they are a family. If Chenxiang scolds him, it is equivalent to scolding himself to a certain extent.

Hehe~

After a while, Chen Xiang finally stopped panting. At this moment, he suddenly woke up. The existence in front of him seemed to be just a breath of his uncle Yang Jian, but in fact, he had the power to easily control his destiny.

This realization made his heart sink slightly.

Seeing this, Yang Jian raised an indifferent smile at the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "Agarwood, you performed very well. The first test is designed to sharpen your patience, backbone and courage.

I believe that you have learned valuable experience from it. Remember, no matter how powerful the opponent is, as long as you have these three qualities in your heart, you will be able to shake it one day."

"Then, let's move on to the second level of testing. In view of the difficulty you had in the previous level, I would like to give you a kind reminder: This level will be a test of your wisdom!"

There was a hint of depth in Yang Jian's words, as if he was reminding Chen Xiang that a true strong man not only needs strength, but also extraordinary wisdom.

After saying that, Yang Jian's figure gradually blurred and finally disappeared into the void.

At the same time, the surrounding scene also dimmed, and Chenxiang found himself in a completely dark world. There was nothing and everything around him, and this unknown fear made him shudder.

The unknown is often scarier than the known.

It was like an invisible net, tightly binding Chenxiang's mind, making him feel unprecedented pressure.

Of course, my uncle said before that this level is a test of wisdom. He is still very confident in this aspect. Everyone has praised him for being smart since he was a child.

Come on, brain, let Yang Jian see where your limits are!

A moment later, Chen Xiang was surprised to find himself in a magnificent library.

There is an elegant chair and desk in the center of this library. On the desk are neatly displayed pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Next to it are two small baskets, one filled with fragrant meat buns, the other filled with

Green vegetable buns.

Behind the desk, there is a clear water tank. Surrounding it, towering bookshelves stand like a forest, with all kinds of books densely arranged on them, as if the ocean of knowledge is boundless.

Looking at this sudden scene, Chen Xiang felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart. "You don't want me to immerse myself in reading these books, right?" He muttered to himself, his heart full of doubts and uneasiness.

At this moment, a familiar and majestic voice echoed in the library: "Agarwood, are you surprised? In order to commend you for your outstanding performance in the previous level, I specially show you all the books that have been carefully collected over thousands of years.

.

According to statistics, these books total 95,324,300, covering the cultural treasures of various ethnic groups since the founding of the world, including classics, history, zi, collections and other fields, many of which are breathtaking.

Miraculous powers, secrets and historical events.”

"Agarwood, you should understand that since ancient times, knowledge has been the most precious wealth in the world, coveted by countless living beings. Therefore, I want you to cherish this gift I give you."

Yang Jian's voice was full of expectation and meaning, "The conditions for passing this level require you to recite all the books here verbatim."

After hearing these words, Chen Xiang was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth even trembled slightly involuntarily.

Reading is not easy, let alone having to memorize more than 90 million books! To him, this is tantamount to a cruel torture, which even makes him feel more terrible than the torture he inflicted on himself.

"Yang Jian! You...you are simply too much!" Chen Xiang roared in her heart, and an unprecedented anger and despair surged into her heart, "You and I are irreconcilable!"

Time is like quicksand, slipping silently through the fingers. Agarwood has spent countless days and nights in this confinement room that seems to have been forgotten by time.

He tried various magical powers in an attempt to break this invisible cage, but always found that the moment he closed his eyes and opened them again, everything returned to the same state as before, as if it had never been destroyed.

Once, he risked all his stubbornness and persistence, holding on for thousands of breaths without blinking, in an attempt to challenge the shackles of fate in this way.

However, when the last bit of perseverance was exhausted, he finally couldn't help but blink, and the world in front of him was refreshed again, and the huge hall was still intact in front of him, as if mocking his powerlessness.

Sleeping, practicing, destroying, cursing, even excreting and spitting regardless of image... Chenxiang tried every possible way to escape from this suffocating space.

But as time went by, an unprecedented sense of despair gradually spread in his heart. He began to realize that if he did not complete the task of endorsement, he would be imprisoned here forever.

Time seemed to be stretched out, and every second seemed like a year. Chen Xiang even began to wonder if he had been trapped here for several years.

He couldn't imagine how worried his parents, Le Ye and Master must be about him at this moment. If he continued to delay like this, he might not even be able to wait for the day when he went back.

Finally, in despair and struggle again and again, Chen Xiang found the inner firmness.

He silently walked to the bookshelf, picked out a book that was as tall as a person, and slowly opened the first page.

Looking at the densely packed words as tiny as dust, he took a deep breath and clenched his fists, as if he was injecting endless courage and strength into himself.

"Agarwood, you can do it!"

A month later, Chen Xiang relied on his vast spiritual consciousness in the Taiyi realm to finally finish reciting 10,000 books with difficulty.

However, when he raised his head and looked at the still vast and seemingly endless sea of ​​books, a deep sense of powerlessness came to his heart.

What made him even more desperate was that he also noticed that as time went by, the number of books seemed to be increasing, and the content was quietly changing, as if there was no end.

At this moment, Chen Xiang collapsed completely. He roared, turning the anger and despair in his heart into curses, and vented them out: "Yang Jian, I'm ******!"

The curses echoed in the empty library, as if they were silent protests against fate.

Throughout the whole day, Chen Xiang kept cursing. Until the resentment in his heart subsided a little, he reluctantly sat back at the desk and continued his boring life of endorsements.

He still had too many things to do: to see his miserable and lonely mother, to provide for his elderly father until he died, and to overthrow the heavens and defeat the abominable Yang Jian.

He can't be trapped here and let his destiny be controlled by others.

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed quietly. Chen Xiang took a deep breath again and started a new round of cursing. However, this time he only cursed for a long time, and then quickly calmed down and continued to devote himself to the endorsement.

During these long years, Chen Xiang gradually discovered a rule: if you can understand the meaning of the book, it will be of great help to memorize. Although doing so will greatly reduce the speed of recitation, if you can truly understand and integrate it, then these

Knowledge will not be forgotten easily.

Although the memory of Taiyi realm is far beyond that of ordinary people, the content recorded in these books is too vast and profound. Those ordinary stories are easy to tell, but the knowledge about magical powers, spells, runes and the like are mysterious and fascinating.

Elusive.

Especially those Long Wenfeng seal scripts are words that explain the essence of the rules of heaven and earth. Even writing down one word is enough for a mortal to have the qualifications to become an immortal.

It’s so difficult!

Three hundred years later, in the middle of the vast sea of ​​books, sat an old man with white hair and flowing white beard, just like an immortal in an ancient painting.

Chenxiang, this strong man who has already entered the realm of Taiyi, after years of hard training and the integration of magical powers from all races, plus a deep understanding of the principles of various saints, finally has some understanding and a faint breakthrough.

Signs of a higher state.

However, even though he possesses extraordinary strength, his appearance is slightly old due to all the hard work and effort he has put in over the years. But at this moment, his eyes are brighter than ever before, shining with the light of wisdom.

He finally understood that reading can not only increase knowledge, but also make people wiser and sublimate their souls.

Another hundred years passed quickly, and Chen Xiang finally slowly raised his head, stroking his gray beard, with a confident smile on his face, but his tone was still calm: "Uncle, come out for the assessment, I have memorized all your books.

!”

"Have you memorized them all?" A voice seemed to sound a bit disbelieving.

"Of course!" Chen Xiang's voice was firm and confident.

The person on the other side was silent for a while, and then asked slowly: "What is the second line of the poem "Out of the Fortress" written by Shang Yang of the Qin Dynasty of the human race?"

Without thinking, Chen Xiang blurted out: "The way of a husband and a king is at one end, and the way of a minister is also at the same end. The way is different, but the rope is the same. Therefore, it is said: if the people are stupid, then they know that they can be kings; if they know the world, they can be kings with strength. If the people are stupid, then they can be kings.

If you have more than enough power, you have insufficient knowledge; if you know the world, you have more than enough skill but insufficient power..."

"What is the last line of "Poppy When Will the Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon" written by Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty?" the voice sounded again.

"Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward." Chen Xiang answered without hesitation.

"What is the key point of the third level of the Dragon Clan's magical power to summon wind and rain?" the voice continued to ask.

…

After a while, the space fell into silence again, the surrounding darkness quietly receded, and all the books gradually turned into ashes and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xiang suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart. He had memorized books for hundreds of years, so could he just ask for one day? If he didn't ask them all, wouldn't he have read them in vain?

"Come back quickly, you haven't finished asking yet!" Chen Xiang shouted hurriedly.

Yang Jian:…….

Le Ye:…….

"Crash~" Along with a soft sound, the trial space seemed to be touched by an invisible force, and it instantly became empty and deep. This time, Yang Jian did not appear, but spoke slowly in a leisurely voice

: "In view of your poor experience in the last level, I hereby give you a reminder. This level will test your resistance!

Greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, love, evil, and desire are the biggest stumbling blocks on the path to immortal cultivation. Now, it depends on whether you can face these most terrifying temptations in the world."

When Chen Xiang heard this, her heart immediately calmed down.

In this regard, he thought he had quite a bit of experience. Looking back on the days he spent with his father and master, he had seen them all, no matter how bizarre, perverted or cute they were, and he was in the same state of mind now.

Calm as water.
To be continued...