Chapter 850: 100,000 years of retreat

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Walking all the way, the closer you get to the three-story wooden building, the more shocked your heart is.
Because as he approached the wooden building, his mental superbrain cells became more and more active. If the original calculation power was one, then it is just a little bit at this moment. This kind of increase is simply good for a wizard. Incalculable.
"like?"
Old Hongmei smiled.
"Yep!"
Lantern nodded heavily.
"By the way, I almost forgot that you are a wizard."
Hongmei flipped over and took out a piece of wood the size of an emerald green palm, which turned into an exquisite wooden house in the twinkling of light, and threw it to Yuanxiao. He stepped forward and pushed open the door of the three-story wooden building.
"Ura, analyze what kind of wood this is."
Lantern Festival ordered silently.
The small wooden house in his hand is not something that can be enlarged or reduced, but it is really a palm-sized small wooden house. If he wants to live in, he can only shrink it by himself. Now the ultrabrain cells are too active just by holding it in his hand.
"Ding!"
"The data is incomplete, only a few guesses..."
"The analyte may be a small piece of the heart of one of the Bodhi Tree, the Ancient Tea Tree of Enlightenment, and the Tree of Wisdom. There are only these three types of trees in the existing data, which have such a powerful effect that people can understand and increase wisdom... …"
"Master, is this?"
Yuanxiao did not get an accurate answer and could only ask questions.
"The heart of the Bodhi tree."
Old man Hongmei said with a smile, "I won a bet from an old bald man. At the time, his ridiculously painful appearance was so ridiculous that my old man couldn't help laughing when he thought of it for so many years."
While talking, he walked through the first floor which was only tens of square meters to the second floor.
On the second floor, apart from a lounge chair made from the heart of the Bodhi tree, a few tea cups and an incense burner, all that is left is a table and a full bookshelf on which piles of bamboo tubes and golden books are placed.
"Give you ten years, how many of these books can be read."
The old man Hongmei solemnly said, "Especially the killing catalog, you must read it all without missing a bit. I will check if you can't finish it ten years later, don't blame my old man for expelling you from the teacher's door at that time. The talent is important but you don't cherish it. Talent is waste."
"The disciple understands."
Lantern Festival said seriously.
"Yep!"
The old man Hongmei nodded with satisfaction, "If you are hungry. Knock on the table on the plate made by the tree heart of the wishing tree. Food will naturally appear. If you are thirsty, there are three tea cups made from the heart of the ancient tea tree. You can make tea. , If you’re tired, you can lay on the recliner made by the bodhi sacred tree to raise your spirits. The incense burner is not something you can use. I will set aside ten thousand times here and accelerate it for ten years."
"..."
What else does Yuanxiao want to say. But the old man Hongmei has disappeared.
Ten years was originally the ten years outside.
Here, time has accelerated for a full 100,000 years. It seems that there are hundreds of bamboo tubes and golden books on the bookshelf. The content in them is probably more than he imagined and more profound, otherwise it won’t give him enough. Ten thousand years.
Sitting on the recliner, Yuanxiao instantly felt wisdom and clarity several times.
Knocked on the plate on the table, nothing appeared in the thought.
The Lantern Festival suddenly smiled. What he thought just now was that some legendary sacred fruit appeared in it but did not appear. The Wishing Tree is one of the top sacred trees in the universe. Even if it is a tree heart, I believe it has amazing power to make a wish.
The requirements were lowered time and time again, and finally some fruit appeared on the plate.
Five nine-thousand-year-old flat peaches, one million-year-old pine nuts, one 370,000-year-old Huangzhongli, and two hundred-thousand-year-old fairy apricots appeared one after another. These are the innate spirits only heard in legends. The root strange fruit actually appeared.
At the same time, a vague idea came from the wooden plate.
There is no limit to the ability to make a wish. A fruit plate like this can make a wish once a year in the outside world. Even so, the Lantern Festival staring at the fruit plate has begun to shine. This is simply an invaluable treasure.
Pick up a teacup. Inside is the familiar Sanguang Shenshui.
In the teacup, there are two tea buds growing on the bottom of the cup, exuding various fragrances and blending into the three-light divine water. Drinking the Lantern Festival in one sip, the whole person instantly loses consciousness, and all consciousness is immersed in the perception of the law.
After half a day. The Lantern Festival recovered and got up and walked to the bookshelf.
A small cup of tea has increased his understanding of the law for at least ten years. The value of the three-piece set of recliner, fruit plate and teacup is incalculable. The old man Hongmei borrowed him to use it for ten years and it was very generous.
"Killing catalog?"
Yuanxiao picked up five piled red bamboo tubes.
Return to the recliner and open the first volume of murder scroll. A blood-red light swept across the Lantern Festival and fell asleep.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already a thousand years later. In these thousand years, the fruit plate and teacup are like living things. As long as the cooling time is up, it is not the enlightenment of tea or all kinds of rare and exotic fruits flying into the mouth of the Lantern Festival.
"What a homicide scroll..."
Yuanxiao exclaimed.
In the book world, the bamboo tube itself is a spiritual world.
In this world, he is possessed by countless people, and he has experienced hundreds of millions of fights, big and small, and every fight is a kind of teaching. He has killed almost all possible people in the entire universe.
No matter what kind of blood, what kind of talent, what kind of habit, what kind of law.
The killing scroll can simulate the opponent, and then point out almost all the weaknesses. It is almost commonplace to defeat the strong against these weaknesses. The killing scroll does not teach any magical secrets, but only teaches a person how to kill.
Put down the killing scroll, Lantern Festival opened the second volume of killing scroll.
Five thousand years have passed since he opened his eyes again for this volume.
The third volume kills the beast scroll for six thousand years, the fourth volume kills the foreign race volume for 13,000 years, and the fifth volume kills the world and all things. It took a full 30,000 years to open his eyes on the Lantern Festival, and his golden pupils have already Turned into a blood red that was eaten by someone.
I don't know when, vines grew on the recliner.
These vines tied the Lantern Festival to the recliner, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move, he could only stare at blood-red eyes and roar like wild beasts~EbookFREE.me~ If the old man Hongmei appeared here at this time, he would be horrified and inexplicable.
For one hundred thousand years, the old man Hongmei didn't expect the Lantern Festival to finish reading the killing catalog.
He will be very satisfied if he can finish the first four volumes.
The fifth volume to kill the world and everything is too profound. Even with the support of the ancient tea, the Bodhi tree, and the various fairy fruits, it is definitely not a mere 100,000 years to read, even in the eyes of the old man Hongmei, the Lantern Festival is impossible. See this volume.
It's just that the old man Hongmei didn't expect that Yuanxiao is not an ordinary wizard.
His super brain has been strengthened by the ultimate meditation thought to be dozens of times more powerful than other wizards. At the same time, it also has the three-fold strengthening of Void God Arms, Dream Law, and Accelerating the World to increase his learning ability, which led him to retreat after 25,000 years. Just open the fifth volume.
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