Chapter 107 The Land of Inheritance

The protective power on the bookshelf is very strong. Even though my power has surpassed many of my previous powers, I still cannot break through the obstacles of this power with my body's strength alone.

I snorted coldly, and the air in my body was running rapidly. A faint purple light flashed across my palm, directly breaking through the invisible power.

The moment I broke through the invisible power on this bookshelf, I felt a strange force pouring into my body and heading straight into the depths of my mind.

The consciousness was dazed for a moment, and the whole person's body trembled suddenly, and the scene in front of me changed drastically. At this time, I was in a special space, surrounded by white space, boundless and empty, only I am here.

Is this a illusion?

No, this is not a illusion, it seems to be a special space.

Here, there is a strong power, exactly the same as the power I sensed when I first entered this tower.

Just as I was confused and shocked, an old voice sounded in this vast white space, as if it was coming from ancient time and space. The ethereal sound was no trace to be found.

"The Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things... The Tao of alchemy means three produces two, two return to one, and one combines the Tao. The method of pure yang as the basis, returning to one as the use, and not leaving the great way..."

This ethereal and old voice kept coming, like reciting scriptures.

As the sound came to my ears, a special picture seemed to appear in front of me. An old man was in front of a huge bronze tripod, and I couldn't see his appearance clearly.

The old man put some things into the copper cauldron, and the flames rose under the copper cauldron. The old man's technique changed, like a butterfly. Not long after, round and radiant elixirs floating out of the copper cauldron.

All this is so mysterious that I can see and think, but I can't make any sound and my body cannot move. The old man in the picture seems to be demonstrating it for me. The technique is very fast, but it is deeply imprinted in my mind.

There was also the ethereal sound, which seemed to contain some kind of truth of heaven and earth. While I was a little enlightened, I couldn't understand anything, and I was confused and contradictory.

I don’t know how long it took, but my consciousness was once again in a daze and instantly broke out from the white space.

The ethereal sound disappeared, the blurry picture disappeared, and I returned to the many bookshelfs on this floor. There seemed to be a lot of things in my head, staring at the bookshelf in front of me.

On this bookshelves, there are some bottles and jams. I looked at these bottles and jams and murmured: "Alchemy? The method of alchemy? What's the thing!"

On this bookshelves, there are obviously some so-called elixirs in the bottles and jars. The scene just now is like a dream. I can clearly feel that something is in my head, but I don’t understand it at all. Those things are like some huge information, hidden deep in my mind, and I don’t know when it will be discovered.

After pondering for a while, I was curious about the bookshelf on this floor. It was a bit like the treasure of some mysterious Taoist sect. Although these things on the bookshelf looked ordinary, I felt that they were all very remarkable things.

This bookshelves conveyed these inexplicable messages to my mind. Will other bookshelfs be the same?

I didn't touch anything on this bookshelves. Even though I knew that the elixirs in these bottles and jars were probably very expensive or had magical effects, I didn't have any thoughts to take for myself.

I just want to find the master's clue as soon as possible, and I did not stay in front of this bookshelf for a long time.

I came to another bookshelves where there were some small weapons on it, like a tiny model exhibition, and all the weapons seemed to have been reduced countless times.

These tiny weapons look very simple, as if they have experienced countless years of wind and frost, and some of them have been damaged.

As the method was done, I directly used the energy in my body to break through the inexplicable power defense on the bookshelf. A special force rushed into my body, and my consciousness was dazed again.

I came to that vast white space again. With my previous experience, I was not panicked and waited quietly.

A few seconds later, the old voice that seemed to come from the ancient time and space appeared again.

"The way of weapon, the long wheel of life, seize the creation of heaven and earth, and perform actions against the will of heaven..."

A picture appeared in front of me, and it was still the old man who still couldn't see his appearance. He stood in a place of smelting weapons, and weapons flew out of his hands, like living things, dazzling, competing for the glory of heaven and earth.

Similarly, listening to the old voice and watching the old man's actions, an inexplicable message once again came into my mind. It was the core of the way of refining weapons, but I can't understand it now.

Such messages were forcibly stuffed into my mind and could not tolerate me resisting.

I don’t know how long it took, but I got out of the white space and returned to the bookshelf full of pocket weapons.

I rubbed my slightly swollen head. Although I felt that the things that were inexplicably extra in my head should be some very important and valuable information, it was of no use to me now.

In the next period of time, I tried all the other bookshelfs and kept entering the white space. The ethereal and vicissitudes of life kept ringing in my ears. The huge flow of information almost burst my head, and there was a lot of strange information in my head, but there was no way to leave here, and there was no clue about Master and the others.

Just as I arrived in front of the penultimate bookshelf, there were sounds of footsteps behind me, mixed with some low cry of surprise.

Looking back, I saw that the old man in black and the others had already come up. In addition to them, there were Lu Qi and other people who came from the Black Jazz Bar. Their speed was not slow.

There are not many people, and there are less than twenty people together. It is estimated that the remaining people are still struggling below, and it is difficult to have hope.

These people can be regarded as the strongest group of people among the three of us.

After seeing the bookshelf on this floor, the reactions of these people were similar to those when I came here before, and they were basically a little surprised.

“Is this the top floor of this tower?”

"It always feels something is wrong! Where did those people who came in front of us go?"

When some people were puzzled, the old man in black and the others quickly walked towards the bookshelf filled with pills, looked at the other bookshelf placed on the surrounding bookshelf, and suddenly became excited. The ecstasy in his eyes could be seen by even a fool, and he could not hide it at all.

"This is indeed the place where Taoism in Shangqing is passed down. Here is the unique mark of our lineage!" The old man in black pointed to the bookshelf and said in a trembling voice.
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