Chapter 852.
Qingqiu Book Pavilion, third floor.
Wang Dust sat on the spotless floor, concentrating on carving the wood in his hands.
As the sharp edge of the carving knife continued to slice through, wood shavings fell, and the outline of a human figure gradually emerged.
Carving, although it was one of the hundred arts of Immortal Cultivation, Wang Dust could not even be considered an introductory player in this area, so what he carved out was not much better than the work of an urchin.
After carving out the head, body and limbs, Wang Dust stopped his hand with satisfaction.
He put away the carving knife and laid the freshly carved figure on the floor.
Wang Chen lifted his right hand and stretched out his index finger to point towards the head of the doll, and a soft spiritual light rose from his fingertip.
In the next moment, this spiritual light silently disappeared into the doll’s head.
Snap!
Only a shock was heard, and the tiny puppet suddenly jumped up.
Its limbs stretched out and its head rotated left and right in a half circle, as if it suddenly possessed life.
When the doll landed back on the floor, it immediately jumped around Wang Chuan, like a mischievous child.
Wang Chen smiled slightly.
What he had just cast was a spell called “Spiritual Rhinoceros Finger”, whose function was to transform the living spirits and give the spirit to the items of grass and trees.
Wang Chen had learned this spell from reading through the secret books of Taoism in the Book Depository.
The seven-story Qing Qiu Book Depository housed a large number of human Taoist books and codes, many of which were among the treasured books in the sect, requiring the expenditure of merit to read and learn.
Before Wang Duan formed the dan, he benefited greatly from reading the books in the bookstore, but he did not learn any spells at that time.
Now that the dan has become a product, he in turn searched for a few interested Taoist books to understand, and in just three days, he mastered more than a dozen spells of the Purple Mansion rank.
The Spiritual Rhinoceros Finger was precisely one of them.
In fact, from learning to proficiency to cultivating to perfection, Wang Chen took a very short amount of time.
These spells did not appear in his panel skill bar, they were all categorized as “Basic Dao Arts”.
That is to say, Wang Chuan not only does not have any obstacles to learn the spells under the Jindan, but also learns them as soon as he learns them, and then he will be able to master them, and then he will reach perfection, and he will be able to master all the spells!
This feeling of being enlightened was so good!
Wang Dust poked a finger at the puppet that was alive and kicking in front of him, instantly drawing back the spirituality in its body.
The puppet was instantly torn apart and turned into a pile of rotten wood.
With a wave of his robe sleeve, Wang Dust cleared it out of the Book Pavilion, and then got up to ascend to the third floor of the Book Pavilion!
The fox queen gave Wang Dust ten days, of course, he would not let down the fox clan powerhouse’s goodwill and intentions, these days stayed in the Book Depository Cabinet and did not go out.
Wang Dust estimated that the collection of books in this Book Pavilion was the accumulation of the Qingqiu Fox Clan for at least two to three thousand years, as he saw quite a few ancient books originally recorded in it, which were very old.
And what he was enjoying right now was exactly the treatment of a disciple of the head of a great sect in the clan!
The collection of books in this third layer was a large portion less than the second layer.
However, quite a few of the books placed on the wooden shelves were even faintly translucent with spiritual light, which was extraordinary at first glance.
Without thinking, Wang Chen sat down cross-legged on the floor, probed his hand and took in a Taoist book on the nearby wooden shelf that was full of spirit, and began to flick through it hungrily.
Taoist books are not comparable to ordinary books, they cannot be memorized quickly at a glance, they must be read carefully word by word in order to be truly imprinted in the sea of consciousness.
The higher one’s enlightenment, the deeper the imprint in the sea of consciousness, the more one will gain from future enlightenment!
Wang Chen’s time was limited, so he did not seek to go into detail, but swallowed what he read in one gulp and imprinted it in his sea of consciousness first, forming one True Seal Rune, which was equivalent to copying this book of the Dao.
What Wang Chen didn’t expect was that when all the contents of this Dao book were imprinted in the sea of consciousness, the True Seal Runes that were formed were actually swallowed up by the Swire Dao Tablet in an instant!
Wang Chen was immediately taken aback.
However, as soon as his mind moved, the Swire Daoist Monument steeply emitted a bright light, and the seal scripts of the Dao book immediately floated up and were neatly arranged in the order of their contents.
Not a single word was missing!
Wang Chen was overjoyed!
According to his reading method, sooner or later, his sea of consciousness would be stuffed with the True Seal Characters, and he would have to digest them one by one in order to make room again.
Even if Wang Chen’s enlightenment had increased greatly now, comprehending these Jindan level Dao books was not an easy task.
It would take a lot of time.
This meant that the number of Jindan Dao books he could “bring back” was very limited.
Unexpectedly, the Swire Dao Tablet actually had the ability to contain and organize the True Seal Characters, which was equivalent to a powerful computer.
How many books could he bring back?
Wang Chen pressed down on his inner excitement and thrill and immediately replaced a new Dao book.
He immersed himself in the ocean of knowledge, oblivious to the passage of time, drinking a sip of spirit wine when he was thirsty, taking a spirit pill when he was hungry, and staying awake day and night.
All the Dao books that were imprinted in Wang Chen’s sea of consciousness were all integrated into the Swire Dao Tablet.
At the end of the day, Wang Chen even had time to comprehend the Jindan spells.
Until an overwhelming force swept over him, wrapping him up and sending him out of the Book Pavilion, all the way out a hundred miles away.
When Wang Chen landed on the ground and came back to his senses, he only felt that he hadn’t finished.
Ten days had come and gone?
He couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.
Of the books in the third floor of the Qingqiu Book Pavilion, a total of one-third of them had been completely flipped through and memorized by Wang Chen.
The other two-thirds were either irrelevant to cultivation or incompatible with the Dao.
In fact, if he had more time, he would have wanted to take a closer look at them, as a reference and accumulation as well.
Of course, Wang Chen was not the type of person who was greedy.
He fixed his mind, bowed and saluted, “Thank you senior for your generosity, Wang Dust will keep it in mind and will return the favor in the future!”
The Fox Queen was such an existence that she definitely didn’t care about Wang Chuan’s return, even if he had already condensed his Jindan now.
But for Wang Chen, this favor could not be forgotten.
He had to have an attitude.
Wang Chen waited for a few moments, and heard a “hmm” into his ears.
With a hint of disappointment, he sacrificed his Dragon Abyss Sword and flew towards Thousand Star Immortal City.
Now that Wang Chen’s cultivation had entered the Jindan realm, he was more than comfortable with the flying sword, and with the support of the strong and unrivaled True Element, he sped all the way, arriving at his destination before the sun set.
Seeing the Thousand Star Immortal City built on top of the Dragon Turtle again, Wang Dust had a feeling of being a world away.
Wang Dust had stayed in the Misty Mountain Realm for more than ten years, but the Haotian Realm had only passed a short year, and the Thousand Star Immortal City hadn’t actually changed in any way, it was just that his feelings had changed.
After entering the city, Wang Dust went straight to his home.
A year’s time is not too long, not too short, he originally did not expect that his trip to Qingqiu would be so twisted, and I do not know how Su Ziling, who stayed behind to watch over the family, is doing.
Don’t let anything happen!