Heaven Awakening Path

“Soul's Brief History"? ”

Early in the morning, Huo Ying just walked out of the room and saw Luping standing in the yard, then came and asked him. Poor Huo Ying still had a towel on his shoulder, a toothbrush and a water cup, his mouth was covered with foam, and after mumbling blurredly, he continued to wash his hands without tightening. "The Brief History of Soul," which is undoubtedly the most classic giant book in the history of the cultivation world, is also very respectful in his heart. He feels a little inappropriate to discuss it like this at the moment.

After waving the last bit of sleep, Huo Ying revived his spirit and looked back to wait for his road level.

“Why did you suddenly think to read this book?” Huo Ying asked.

“To understand the principles and logic of this alien energy, it may be necessary to have some basic theory and knowledge.” Lupin patted the notebook in his hand gently.

“With your tone, you don't know anything about the Brief History of Soul?” Huo Ying was surprised. He knew Lupin well enough to know that he had been focusing on self-education because of his soul locks, so he was rather ignorant of what seemed commonsense to many other people in the secular or cultivation world. But, Brief History of the Spirit! Anyway, Luping is practicing his powers, isn't he? Haven't you seen this book? It's unimaginable for anyone else.

“All we know so far is the title.” Lupin said.

“I have nothing to say to you.” Huo Yingtian looks to heaven.

“Where can I find this book?” This is Lupin's purpose in finding Huo Ying.

“I don't have it, but it's not hard to find.” Huo Ying said, seeing Sun Yingsheng walking out the door with a huge arrear. "He had one on his side. ”

“What?” Sun Yingsheng saw Huo Ying pointing at himself and asked subconsciously.

“Soul's Brief History.” Lupin said.

“Oh.” Sun Yingsheng laughed, “You heard all about it, want to see it? ”

“Is that okay?” asked Lupin.

“Of course." Sun Yisheng said, turning back to the room, the General Assembly did not give a wooden box, pushed the slide cover on the box, and removed a page from the inside, which seemed to have some yellow old books, and handed them to Luping with great solemnity.

“Thank you," Lu Ping nodded.

Sun Yingsheng smiled proudly on his face. He was about to say something, but even after seeing the road level thank you, he turned around and went back to his room three or two steps later. He shouted and the door was closed.

“What's going on?” Sun Yingsheng Ben was still in a state of confusion when he had just woken up. This was even more confusing.

Huo Ying was still in the yard, but didn't answer. He just smiled and sat in the bamboo chair in his yard.

Sun Yingsheng on this side stayed in front of the house for a while before recovering completely.

“I go, he wants to read, refers to reading?” Sun Yisheng suddenly called out.

It's a bit mysterious. What do you want to read? Of course it's a book.

But Huo Ying seemed to understand what Sun Yingsheng meant. He smiled again and nodded: “He didn't see the Brief History of the Soul, so he wanted to make a copy. ”

“Haven't you seen The Brief History of the Spirit? Are you kidding me?” Sun Yingsheng shouted, no matter how urgent, couldn't stop Sun Yingsheng from temporarily stopping to be surprised by the fact before returning to his point of view, "but did his mother read this" Brief History of the Spirit "? This is the 1759 Lonely Book, the oldest version in the world, and there's an autograph note made by Academician Zhou Tong in his later years. Is this what the fuck you're looking at? This is for admiration, you bastard! ”

Sun Yingsheng shouted impatiently and rushed towards the room of Luping, determined to retrieve the book. But Huo Ying shook up on the bamboo chair and said, “Let him see, it's not bad. ”

“How do you know it won't break? That guy's got rabbits in his room!” Sun Yingsheng shouted.

“Just tell him, take care of the book, and he'll make it.” When Huo Ying said this, he didn't laugh and used a very serious tone.

He had rushed to Sun Yingsheng outside Luping Gate. His right hand to knock on the door was suspended for half an hour. After three seconds of hesitation, he finally walked to Luping's room window and gently knocked three times.

“Who?” Luping sat at the window table and pushed the window away, then saw Sun Yingsheng's face appear unfriendly outside the window.

He caught a glimpse of the precious solitude that had been spread over the table by Road Ping and was already in distress. This book is usually carefully held on the palm of his hand, so is the description of the pearl on the palm of his hand. Why has it ever been so big on the table?

“Is your table clean?” Sun Yingsheng asked subconsciously in the first sentence.

Lu Ping froze and stretched his finger over the table. He looked and said: "It's clean. ”

“This book is precious, you can be careful, you can't even damage it, you can't just flip it.” Sun Yingsheng said.

“Really?” Luping looked down and he had read half a page, not finding the book precious here.

“This is the original of 1759. You know what?” Sun Yingsheng said, pointing his finger to the side note on the first page of the book: “See those little words written next to it? Those are the autographs of Academician Zhou Tong. ”

“Zhoutong?” Road Ping's ill-advised and ill-advised began to play out again.

“A hundred years ago, Nantian College academicians Zhoutong. The brief history of the Prince was initiated by him, and the final episode of the best strength of the four colleges took seven years to compile. Academician Zhou Tong's life has been dedicated to this brief history, and you have in your hand a note in this book that he wrote about his own organization in his later years. Now circulating in the world," The Brief History of Soul "has undergone many revisions by later generations. This week's edition is the only one left, not to mention the original edition of Zhoutong Academician's handwritten annotation. “

“Got it, I'll be careful.” Road flat nodded. His tone makes people wonder if he really understands, but the words "will be careful” are always very definite.

Sun Yingsheng's divine tone has finally relaxed a lot, but his eyes are still on the table: “Okay, read it. The Zhou batch edition is old, but the content is about the same. I have never felt that the revisions made by future generations have any drawings or drawings. Most of them are added to the flowers. Even if they do, it doesn't bother me. Look at them! ”

“Okay.” He nodded, reaching out and closing the window.

“Be careful!” Sun Yingsheng looked at the window and couldn't help but shout again.

“Understood.” answered Lupin in the window.

“Don't look at it when you eat.” Sun Yingsheng stressed.

“Okay.”

“Wash your hands before you look. ”

“Okay.”

“Watch out for your rabbit, don't let him eat the book. ”

“Okay.”

“Keep the cup away from the book. ”

“Okay.”

“Stop reading before bed and fall asleep to crush the book. ”

“Okay.”

Lu Ping responded clearly to every request for patience and finally let Sun Yingsheng never think of anything else to admonish.