The Supreme One

Chapter 343: First Time at the School City Library 1

With their endless lifespans, the people around them have passed away one by one, and they no longer have many concerns in their hearts.

Bloodline, clan, and just because of space, even the smallest things seem important.

The reason why those great repairmen who had gradually lost most of their willpower during their long lives were able to obey the requests of their juniors and take action was simply because of this.

But if there is a lifelong regret that finally has the chance to be realized, then everything else will have to wait.

They are rare obsessions that can remain unchanged for thousands of years in their hearts, but they also have differences in size and order.

The combination of these various factors is the reason why Xia Xian is so at ease.

Of course, people like the owner of the landscape museum have long passed the stage where they need to say one thing and do another to conceal their thoughts.

He already has the strength to say no to anyone. Although there are still many people above him, if they don't reach that level, they will hardly see each other. In today's world, those Rong Dao masters who can have special positions and stay in the world can already be regarded as local emperors.

Who else needs to be so cautious as to conceal their own will and thoughts?

Therefore, at lower realms, there may still be a considerable proportion of cultivators who dare not tell the truth, but the further one advances, the less they need to tell lies.

Of course, some tactical masters are exceptions. After all, their hearts are black, and lies are also part of their fighting style.

However, the only person who can initiate the battle is Feng Bujian, the director of the Tactical Department.

Obviously, you can only listen to ten of his words, and don't believe any of them.

After all, tactical layout is always a silent and unplanned move. It may always be ineffective, but it may suddenly take effect in the distant future.

You have to always be skeptical of people like this.

Fortunately, the tactics department was only added in the past million years. It was precisely because Director Feng Buwen repeatedly used tactics to defeat the strong with the weak, proving the value of tactics, that he was able to directly open up a subject in the academy.

However, the owner of the landscape museum lived tens of millions of years ago, and they are of different generations, so there is no need to worry about the owner of the landscape museum having his heart polluted by tactical thinking.

Taking all these factors into consideration, since the owner of the landscape museum was willing to escort him, he naturally agreed to take the letter and went there happily.

This road was already familiar to me, and in the blink of an eye I had arrived in front of the library.

Looking at this huge banyan forest, where all kinds of monsters are playing and frolicking, the students nearby are sitting peacefully in their seats, busy studying their own things. Only when they get a headache from studying, they look up to see these monsters, big and small, playing, which actually relaxes their brains, and then they calm down and continue studying.

Those who can come to the library frequently are naturally not the kind of people who just sit there and do nothing. They can naturally ignore the disturbances caused by these monsters and enjoy peace and quiet in the midst of noise.

When Xia Xian stepped in, one of the monsters that looked like a small wooden stake suddenly looked up, as if it had thought of something, and quickly ran away with its short legs like the tree roots, and crashed directly into a banyan tree next to it.

But there was obviously no door at that location. It seemed that the wooden stake monster was formed from some of the creatures that had escaped from the banyan tree.

The flowers, grasses and birds that were playing with it nearby also looked at Xia Xian curiously, as if they were also curious about his appearance.

After a while, the small wooden stake went into the banyan tree and within a minute, it came out again with a person on its back.

That was exactly the purpose that Xia Xian came for today. At the moment, he was sitting on top of this small wooden stake, being pushed by this little guy and running on tiptoe to Xia Xian.

Upon seeing this, Xia Xian understood instantly.

This little guy must be a wooden stool. It was just cut and hadn’t been processed yet when it suddenly came to life?

Some seats in other parts of the library are quite similar to this one.

When Guan Jing saw Xia Xian's sudden realization, he also smiled, jumped off the top of the small wooden stake, and then patted the small wooden stake on the head and said, "Thank you, little stool. Go and play by yourself."

The little guy shook his head happily, then turned around and continued chasing and playing with his friends.

"Hehe, guessed it, right? This little fellow was born in a very strange way. He was originally going to be a stool, but he suddenly became spiritual. The spiritual power of this Master Gu Rong is really strong.

By the way, if you want to go to the library in the future, just look for this little guy. He is called Little Stool. I gave him this name. You can also find him by asking other little guys."

Having stayed in this library for so many years, and even though most of the time was spent on enlightenment and cultivation, after such a long period of time, I have naturally become familiar with the surrounding situation.

Xia Xian nodded, looking at the many monsters around him, his mind involuntarily scattered, and his desire to research couldn't help but beat.

Although Xia Xian had read some introductions to these monsters in books and knew a general idea about them, he still didn't know much about their basic details.

These spirits are transformed from spiritual creatures, but what is the difference between them and spiritual creatures?

What made these originally dead objects move and become living things?

The birth of the soul, the spirit, and spirituality are all closely related. If we trace their roots, they are probably intertwined or merged into one.

But there’s no rush now, no rush, let’s go and see the secrets of the Soul Clan first.

However, the perception of these monsters seemed to be too sharp. They were originally playing happily, but suddenly stopped and looked at Xia Xian. Their faces, which did not have human faces, showed obvious fear.

With a cry of "Wow!", they dispersed instantly.

Suddenly, Guan Jing looked at Xia Xian with a strange expression, patted his shoulder, and advised: "No, they are different."

"Uh, no, no."

"I understand. You are smart people, and you are a seeker. You like to tear people into pieces, but not these little guys!"

Xia Xian looked helplessly at Guan Jing who was looking serious. This matter was really hard to explain.

How can these laymen who only know how to practice understand the way of research?

Experiments don't necessarily have to be bloody.

It would be better if less blood was shed, right?

Take samples, just take some samples.

When Xia Xian thought of this, he couldn't help but want to take a closer look at what useful things these monsters had.

However, he suppressed his thoughts, put it a little further back, and said to the owner of the landscape pavilion:

"Master Jing, let's go first. I haven't seen the whole picture of the academy city yet. Please take me to see more of it."

"Hey, let's go and see it. Although this Ancient Banyan City is a place to train the new generation, in terms of prosperity, it can also be ranked among the top five in Ancient Banyan City.

There are many different ethnic groups coming and going, and this year is a new spectacle. I really should go out and take a look now."