Hei Fengshen's infinite deduction to become a saint

Li Changshou was completely unaware that a strange breeze was swirling around him.

He followed Jin Ritongzi through a long corridor, beneath which flowed a babbling brook.

The river water was dark green, with a mysterious depth. Li Changshou was startled at just one glance, and his whole body tensed up instinctively.

He sensed something in there and quickly looked away.

splash

A splashing sound came from the water, as if something was churning inside.

Li Changshou's heart skipped a beat. Jin Ritongzi was already in front, saying loudly, "That's the spirit snake raised by Senior Sister Hanzhixian."

Li Changshou nodded silently, becoming increasingly cautious.

"The aura that thing just emitted was definitely at the Nascent Soul level."

"This is terrifying. There are celestial beings stationed on an island just outside Golden Turtle Island, and even gods are as easy to kill as dogs."

In this world, each realm has a corresponding name.

Those who refine their essence into qi can be called cultivators.

One who refines their Qi and transforms it into spirit can be called a Qi Refiner.

Refining the spirit to return to emptiness, one can be called an immortal.

True Immortals, Earth Immortals, and Celestial Immortals are all included in this category.

As for the final stage of refining emptiness and merging with the Dao, one can be called a great power.

Golden Immortal, Great Luo, and Primordial Chaos seem to refer to this kind of realm.

Han Zhixian is a genuine celestial being, and her future potential to become the Wind God of the Heavenly Court is truly extraordinary.

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Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Jin Ritongzi's voice rang in his ears.

"We're here. What are you thinking about?"

Li Changshou was suddenly awakened and looked up to see Jin Ri Tong Zi, whose face was as golden as a statue and who was looking at him with a strange expression.

Li Changshou quickly put on a smile, cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother. Wuming was just lost in thought."

Jin Ritongzi rolled his eyes at him, pointed behind him, and said, "Go into the Sutra Repository. I'll let you know in seven days."

Li Changshou quickly clasped his hands in a salute and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother."

Jin Ritongzi seemed quite satisfied with Li Changshou's respect. He held his head high, his nostrils practically pointing to the sky, and with his hands behind his back, he swayed away.

Li Changshou only lowered his hand after the other party had gone quite a distance, his eyes deep and thoughtful. "Being humble and subservient, you really do get things done."

"You can't escape the ways of the world anywhere."

Li Changshou was well aware of his identity and was extremely cautious in every move he made.

He didn't say anything; he suspected he was under some kind of surveillance.

Turning around, I looked at the library behind me. It was entirely brown, seemingly constructed from some strange material.

Upon closer inspection, the building was covered with patterns that resembled some kind of mysterious and ancient runes. Just looking at it made him feel dizzy.

He quickly lowered his head, averting his gaze and not daring to look any longer.

"This place is too dangerous. Every blade of grass and every tree seems to possess immense power."

Becoming increasingly wary, Li Changshou cautiously pushed open the door and entered.

The moment Li Changshou entered the room, his hair stood on end.

A strange smell wafted over, a strong scent of ink mixed with a dry, bloody odor.

Wow

There seemed to be the sound of pages turning, so jarring in the otherwise silent library.

Li Changshou felt a tingling sensation all over his body, as if countless eyes were watching him.

Swallowing hard, Li Changshou felt a strange energy circulate within his body, instantly clearing his mind, yet the eerie sensations became even more pronounced.

"This library is so eerie. There's nobody here, yet there's the sound of pages turning?"

"Be careful, who knows what other dangers might arise."

Looking up, rows of bookshelves are neatly arranged, each labeled with various descriptions.

Local customs, strange tales, historical facts, secrets, and so on.

Li Changshou was secretly delighted, but he remained outwardly calm and silently walked towards the local customs bookshelf.

The bookshelf was piled high with all sorts of books, and he quietly took one down and casually flipped through it.

His expression remained unchanged, but a storm raged within him.

The fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation in his mind underwent changes.

An invisible force gently swept across the book in his hand along his fingers.

Inside the Jade Disc of Creation, a world composed of countless pieces of information is shimmering.

It is mainly composed of information from two worlds: the original body's memories and Li Changshou's memories from his previous life.

At this moment, the original owner's memories underwent subtle changes.

The information world was originally very hazy, consisting of only four continents, four oceans, countless stars and the sun and moon, and a vague information structure.

But now, there are some additional details on the four continents and four seas.

An 800-li (approximately 400 km) long river of flowing sand appeared in the western part of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The sand flowing in this quicksand river is a kind of black fine sand. Upon closer inspection, it seems to be made of countless bones ground together, exuding a strange phenomenon that devours everything.

Such landforms are constantly appearing on four continents.

Li Changshou's finger stopped on a page of the book.

"To the west of Dongsheng Shenzhou, there is a river of quicksand, eight hundred miles long, with black quicksand that devours life and sucks blood, leaving no grass growing and no birds flying over it."

Looking at the information, Li Changshou seemed to be deep in thought.

"In other words, as long as I come into contact with a knowledge-recording medium such as a book, the Jade Disc of Creation will automatically record the information within it."

"And it will manifest as an information entity."

"If I could access all the carriers of knowledge in this world, I could even reconstruct the entire bizarre world of the Investiture of the Gods within the Jade Disc of Creation."

Shocked, I realized that the fragments of the Creation Jade Disc were gradually revealing their terrifying power.

After casually flipping through a few pages, Li Changshou began his performance.

His fingers slowly traced the pages of the books, his gaze focused, occasionally pulling one out to flip through, as if searching for something he wanted.

Secretly, the Jade Disc of Creation is working at full speed, drawing in countless pieces of information.

A complete, dark, and bizarre world of gods is being built, with countless details slowly taking shape across the land, the four seas, the stars, and the universe.

Moreover, this information world is also generating a concept of time; a long chain of information worlds begins to extend into the past, extending to various points in time recorded in books.

Li Changshou took notes while casually flipping through the pages, but most of his attention was focused on the Creation Jade Disc.

A dark and eerie river of information about the world of gods, dating back to ancient times and continuing to the present day, has been established.

However, the information about these worlds is incomplete at any given point in time; each record only contains a portion of the information about the world at that specific point in time.

But Li Changshou knew that as long as he had enough power, he could use infinite deduction of the Great Dao to logically deduce all the information and ultimately perfect all the past historical information of this world.

"In other words, as long as I have enough information and energy, the past of this world holds no secrets for me."

The excitement in his heart was almost bursting out. Li Changshou clearly realized which path he should take in the future.

The library has four floors. Li Changshou finished reading the first floor in just three days.

He only picked out a few books to look at closely, but he touched all the books casually once.

His movements were so fluid and graceful that no one could detect anything amiss.

He went up to the second floor, and what he saw made his heart skip a beat.

All the books had changed; they were no longer printed on fine paper, but instead had various different covers, each emanating a different intensity of scent.

Li Changshou frowned slightly, his hand enveloped in eerie energy, and looked at the book with the weakest aura.

He reached out and grabbed it, and the instant he touched the book, a strange black flame appeared out of thin air from the book.

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