The thin old man slowly raised his head, looked at him for a while, and then said hard:

"have."

"That's great, where I'm going to borrow it." Zhang Qingyang said excitedly.

The gaze behind the skinny old man's glasses showed a mocking voice: "You know the path of pet warriors faster than I thought. However, spiritual cultivation is an extremely precious secret in the era of pet civilization. Even if pet civilization is declining now, do you think those precious secrets will be easily found in the library?"

Zhang Qingyang was stunned. He guessed the beginning, but not the end. There is indeed a way to practice mental power, but it is not in the library.

"Where can I find it?"

The thin old man showed an ugly smile: "There will be some collections in the family of the new dynasty. If you are still the top ten in the academy, you will have the chance to see it."

Zhang Qingyang's heart is constantly sinking. He is now falling to the trough of his life. Where can he find these books?

"It turns out that I thought it was too simple," Zhang Qingyang thanked the librarian and walked upstairs while thinking, "The method of increasing mental power is of great use even without pet animals. How can it be placed in the library?"

"There is no other way, I can only practice the bridge of the soul step by step." Zhang Qingyang said in his heart.

Zhang Qingyang took out his ancestor's diary and prepared to read it again, perhaps he could see any neglected secrets.

As Zhang Qingyang looked at it, he suddenly felt a little absent-minded, as if something very important was ignored.

"What the hell is it?"

"What the hell is it?"

When Zhang Qingyang's eyes fell on the diary of his ancestors again, he suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning and almost wanted to shout out: "Yes, I should find some biography of the pet civilization era to read. Maybe some secrets about the methods of spiritual cultivation are revealed there. That's absolutely certain."

Zhang Qingyang jumped up and ran to the bookshelf where the biography was posted like a gust of wind.

Zhang Qingyang first picked and chose, and looked at the biography of the top ten powerful men in the world. After searching for a while, he found one, with some traces of retelling. It seems that many people have read the biography of this powerful man.

Then I will pick up whether there are any familiar names. Generally speaking, any names that make Zhang Qingyang feel familiar must have been seen many times in other places. This means that this person had some reputation in the era of pet civilization, and this person is likely to be a famous strong man at that time.

I found two more biography with more familiar names.

"Just these three books." Zhang Qingyang happily hugged the three books back to his seat.

Zhang Qingyang was completely devoted to the three books, not knowing the passage of time at all. When his attention was withdrawn from the book, he was so hungry that he screamed.

Most of the day passed like this, and the sky outside gradually became darker. Zhang Qingyang was too focused and even forgot to have lunch.

These three books will not talk about the authenticity of the content. The writing styles in them are quite high-quality. Unlike Zhang Tiezhu's diary, there is no writing style at all.

The content of the three biography is ups and downs, making Zhang Qingyang intoxicated.

But there is a very important question. These three books are so well written and are too dramatic, so the authenticity is hard to say.

Zhang Tiezhu's diary is very poor, and it is hard to say it is dramatic, but it is extremely authentic. The things described in it are very reliable.

"But these three books look more like novels." Zhang Qingyang scratched his head. Although it was pleasant to read, it didn't solve the problem.

"It seems that there is still a long way to go to find a way to practice mental power." Zhang Qingyan sighed and put the three books back to their original positions.

I swept the bookshelf again and there were almost thirty or forty biographies of the characters.

"No matter what, read all these books first. I don't believe there is no clue in it." Zhang Qingyang felt cruel.

As the saying goes, there is nothing difficult in the world, but only those who are interested are afraid of it. Zhang Qingyang thinks that there are always some real things in so many books.

Three days after that, Hou and others did not appear in front of Zhang Qingyang. He was also happy to be quiet and stayed in the library every day except for class.

The books on the bookshelf were almost read by him, but he had never found the method of spiritual cultivation he wanted to find.

Zhang Qingyang was not discouraged, after all, he hadn't finished reading the book yet. And through reading these days, although he had not found what he wanted, it vaguely gave Zhang Qingyang some guesses and formed a plan.

Something happened in these three days.

Originally, Zhang's father found Uncle Li, who had been a soldier, to teach Zhang Qingyang some basic physical skills, and Uncle Li agreed, but suddenly disappeared.

Zhang’s father and mother thought the other party had remorseed. This morning, from a regular customer, he learned that he was injured while working and was recuperating at home.

Zhang's mother prepared some things and asked Zhang Qingyang to visit him at night.

The bridge of the soul has not started to be built yet, and it is still in the stage of preparing building materials. When there are enough spiritual bricks, the bridge will be built again.

"After reading these biographies, you should look for some bridge and construction books, which may be of some help in building a bridge of the soul."

"I've finally finished reading." Zhang Qingyang put down the book in his hand, closed his eyes, pinched his eyebrows with his hands, and let the content of the books he had read these days flash in his mind.

After a while, Zhang Qingyang opened his eyes and basically relaxed.

On the table in front of Zhang Qingyang, there was a pile of books. At hand was a notebook with a lot of scattered content on it.

Everything that Zhang Qingyang thought might be useful was recorded.

Although he has a good memory, it is the easiest to be confused and make mistakes. It is better to write it down.

Zhang Qingyang's eyes flashed through the notebook page by page.

"There is no record of the bridge of the mind." Zhang Qingyang whispered in a low voice while looking through the notes. "There are twenty-six records about mental power, of which only seven are related to mental power skills. Two records mention a name Xiao Luotian's martial arts."

"But the two people who mentioned this technique are not top experts. They are just ordinary strong men. It can be seen that this Xiao Luotian skill should be considered a good skill, but only for good ones."

Zhang Qingyang drew a circle on Xiao Luotian's martial arts and marked three five-pointed stars on it. It is also beneficial to not being top-notch, that is, it is easier to find.

"Sixteen books have mentioned a point together that the potential of pet animals is more important than the level of pet animals. A true strong man must at least have a "Qingqiu-level" pet animal. If you don't have a Qingqiu-level pet animal, you will be embarrassed to participate in the gathering of strong men. It is best to have a "Great Wilderness" pet animal. Generally speaking, one of the top ten standards in the world is to have a Great Wilderness pet animal."
Chapter completed!