The old man smiled and said, "Lingxiao Academy may not be the strongest academy in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, but when it comes to classical texts, it is definitely the most comprehensive."
If you want to check, you will eventually be able to find it, provided you have that much time. "
"Senior, please advise me on how I can uncover the history of Great Brahma and Luotian Ye." Long Chen hurriedly said. Knowing their history, he might be able to unravel the mysteries of the Nine-Star Overlord Body Technique and the Pill Emperor's Memory.
"Great Brahma Heaven and Luo Tianye, one is known as the ancestor of alchemical fire, the other as the ancestor of alchemy. As for their information, it's actually better not to look at it.
So-called history is nothing more than articles by victors glorifying themselves and belittling their enemies; anything recorded in books is filtered out, and the unspeakable parts are completely erased.
You might as well look for fragments and clues from other fragmented and unofficial histories, looking from multiple angles and perspectives—perhaps you can deduce a credible history.
Most importantly, their history is not in the lower three levels; you still cannot access their information. The old man said.
"Senior's words are thought-provoking. I appreciate your guidance." Long Chen bowed and saluted.
The elder had already named them. The so-called history here was written by the victors—in other words, it was just a tribute to their own merits.
"Young man, read more books when you have free time. In books, you can see a broader world.
Although every author of a book sees the world through their own eyes and may not be entirely accurate, every time you read a book, you observe it from a different perspective.
Gradually, you will find that the world becomes more colorful and rich, and your heart is filled with hostility, even though you deliberately suppress it.
But you need to understand that the root of human nature should be cleared rather than blocked. The longer it is blocked, the more severe it will erupt, and once it erupts, it will be uncontrollable. The old man said as he finished cleaning this area and walked off into the distance.
Long Chen stood frozen in place, his heart pounding wildly. The old man's final words thundered in his mind.
Isn't this exactly the image of the Eye of Purgatory? The Eye of Purgatory was sealed by the Dragon Clan's powerhouse, but the Dragon Clan expert had said it could only be sealed temporarily, and the longer it stayed sealed, the greater the danger.
The longer he suppressed it, once it erupted, it would completely devour Long Chen's consciousness, growing stronger the more suppressed he was.
"Senior..."
Long Chen suddenly felt that this mysterious old man was very likely deliberately guiding him, but when he went to find the old man again, he found that the old man had already disappeared.
Long Chen searched all the nearby bookshelves but didn't see the old man. Suddenly, a book slipped from the shelf, and Long Chen casually took it and glanced at the 'Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Yearbook Table.'
The book was not meant to be flipped through; on it was a rounded jade stone about the size of a fingernail, infusing soul power into it, and information pouring into Long Chen's mind.
This book is a timeline for beginners in the Immortal Realm, divided into modern, ancient, distant, primordial, desolate eras, and the era of great chaos.
Modern refers to the present to millions of years ago; ancient refers to millions of years ago to tens of millions of years ago; ancient times refer to tens of millions of years ago to hundreds of millions of years ago.
However, the changes between the Primordial Era and the Primordial Ancient era are rather vague and cannot be measured by years. According to books, the Primordial Era refers to the first year when the cultivation world was born, so the Primordial Era is also called the Primordial Beginning.
In the Primordial Era, the cultivation era began. It is said that the cultivation methods and combat techniques of that time were all the most primitive, all in their prototypes, with ages impossible to trace because they were so long ago that everything became blurred.
Before the Primordial Era was the Wild Ancient Era, said to be a chaotic era, when humans were at the very bottom of the food chain, with no written records, only some murals that have survived at that time.
In the ancient era, various wild beasts and other creatures were the true rulers, and humans could only struggle to survive in the cracks.
It can be said that human memory can only be traced backward to the ancient era, because although there were no written texts then, there were images and texts to deduce history.
But the Great Chaos Era is just a vague term—the era before human history is all called the Great Chaos Era, an era unknown to humanity.
But just because humans are unknown doesn't mean other races don't, because humans are just one race among billions of living beings.
The Immortal Realm has billions of races, each with its own inheritance and history, while Lingxiao Academy only records the history of the human race.
But just this part alone is vast in knowledge. Just finishing this time chronicle makes Long Chen feel so insignificant.
The hundreds of thousands of years of history of the Tianwu Continent are incomplete, while the history of the Immortal Realm is terrifyingly terrifying, with clear traces of history spanning tens of millions of years.
So many things have happened over these tens of millions of years, and the accumulated knowledge is like a sea. In every field, peerless geniuses have emerged, and almost every day people are striving to innovate. Knowledge keeps accumulating, reaching a level that is almost daunting.
"If you're ugly, you should read more. Fine, but if you're not ugly, you have to study." Long Chen looked at the endless bookshelves, feeling a wave of helplessness.
Suddenly, Long Chen's heart skipped a beat. He ran to another area, a historical region. After searching for a while, his eyes lit up and he saw a book called "Chronicle of Yingzhou."
Long Chen was instantly excited. His mother, Luo Ningshuang, was from the Luo family of Yingzhou. He had ascended to the Immortal Realm and finally found clues about his mother, which made him very excited.
...
"Rustle rustle... The
broom rubbed against the ground, making a rustling sound. An elderly sweeper was bowing his head to sweep, and at that moment, another elderly man walked up to him.
And that old man was the same one Long Chen had met at the Divine Dao Scripture Pavilion. When the old man arrived, he respectfully bowed to the old sweeper.
The old sweeper was still focused on sweeping without looking up, and said, "Did you see him?" "
Yes, I have seen him. This person exudes an astonishing aura of hostility; even among the Nine Star successors, none have ever heard of him.
This person's potential is terrifying; he must be the legendary Child of Destiny. After much hesitation, I finally decided I should consult you, Grandmaster." The old man said.
The old sweeper kept sweeping his broom, shaking his head and saying, "You're the dean of Lingxiao Academy, so why are you pushing the problem onto me?" Right now, I'm just an ordinary janitor. If
Long Chen found out that this old man was actually the most powerful dean of Lingxiao Academy, he would be utterly shocked.
"But this matter is too complicated. Sooner or later, it will be in opposition to Great Brahma Heaven, Luo Tianye, and others...," said the dean.
"Does Lingxiao Academy need to be afraid of them?" The old sweeper said calmly.
"It's not that I'm afraid, just ...," the dean shook his head.
"If it's not that you're afraid, then what do you have to worry about?" The old sweeper said.
"I'm worried that Long Chen, this double-edged sword, has his Purgatory Eye sealed. I deliberately glanced at his other side and saw something that sent chills down my spine." The dean said.
"Don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't listen to what you shouldn't. Let things take their natural course. Just treat Long Chen as an ordinary disciple." The old sweeper said.
"Yes, disciple understands."
The director bowed and withdrew, while the old sweeper continued to sweep patiently. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the piles of leaves scattered everywhere scattered everywhere. The old man began sweeping again at a leisurely pace.
Another gust of wind blew, the old man smiled faintly, returned to the starting point, and swept everything ... anew.