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Chapter 392: Watching the Tianhe Books in One Night (5)
Tianhe Academy, Zangshu Pavilion.

Because today's challenges are different from those of the past, the people are also allowed to let them go.

This is the first time for Song Wanzhi to enter the Martial Arts Academy of Tianhe Academy.

There is a rustling sound when stepping on the bluestone slabs. The trees on both sides are towering, the spring flowers are brilliant, and the birds are returning. Everything is full of vitality.

However, no one paid attention to these scenery.

All eyes fell on Zangshu Pavilion.

The Zangshu Pavilion of Tianhe Academy does not look like a Zangshu Pavilion, its four sides are all empty, and under the ancient and splendid roof built there are bookshelves several feet high.

And until now, there are still disciples of Tianhe Academy sitting on the ground, reading books in the setting sun.

Because the builders of the Zangshu Pavilion of Tianhe Academy believed that the natural way pursued by martial arts is to break down all barriers. Therefore, there are no shelters around the Zangshu Pavilion, so that it can blend with the surrounding environment and be more harmonious. Let them experience the essence of martial arts.Moreover, the masters later discovered some benefits, that is, when they came to inspect, they could see clearly at a glance whether the students who were reading were serious.

But now, everyone can see Song Wanzhi clearly.

A hundred meters away from Song Wanzhi, the empress sits at the top, next to the officials and masters of the dynasty, and behind them are the students of Tianhe Academy, and farther behind, almost the entire Tianhe Academy is crowded. of the people.

Everyone looked at Song Wanzhi, and then looked at the pile of books in surprise.

He Guichen's voice sounded: "Song Wanzhi, this is the library pavilion of my Tianhe Academy. There are a total of 270 volumes in the library, and 630 volumes of martial arts classics. This night , take your time."

As he spoke, he specially emphasized the words "thirteen thousand 630". Such an astronomical figure is impossible for anyone.

There are mountains of books behind him.

Thirteen thousand and 630 volumes.

Song Wanzhi walked into the Library Pavilion.

There are 630 630 volumes of martial arts classics, among which [-] are the primary meanings, [-] are the middle meanings, and the remaining [-] are the high righteousness.

Among them, the master who has the highest talent for martial arts classics in Tianhe Academy spent ten years reading Chuyi, 30 years reading Zhongyi, and the next 60 years studying Gaoyi. Now, he can only read one high-level book every year. Righteousness, because it is too difficult.

But now, the girl wants to read these books overnight and compete with that master, isn't it too absurd?

However, Song Wanzhi walked into the book that looked like a jungle.

She picked up the first book on the far left.

The first book is the "Tao Te Ching" that disciples in every country will learn.

Road to Road, very Avenue.

Every country will use this book as an entry-level work, but because the practice methods of each country are different, the annotations are also very different, and this initial difference determines the huge difference between everyone at the beginning.

The afterglow of the setting sun passed through the last peach blossom on the peach blossom tree, then shook the light from the ground and sprinkled it on the girl.

The silver dress wrapped around her body, as if flowing like water. She stood there with her head lowered, her gaze slowly gliding over the handwriting.

Time passed slowly.

The sun went down.

Only Wanxia wiped it away, but Song Wanzhi was still reading that book.

Emperor Xiaojing frowned.

He Guichen frowned.

The disciples of Tianhe Academy behind him, the common people frowned.

(End of this chapter)