Chapter 449: : Mysterious Land

In front of Mingjing, there is a group of palaces full of pre-Qin style. Walking inside, an ancient and solemn atmosphere is oncoming. As for why he appeared here, Der Spiegel was also puzzled. Anyway, when I close my eyes, I'm here.
"Is it necessary to go out from here to return to Hokage World?" He closed his eyes and felt it, and found that he couldn't control the Chakra inside. He frowned, this kind of powerless feeling, I haven't experienced it for a long time! It seems that there is no need to think about breaking the space or something.
Walking slowly inside, the voice in my mind became clearer and clearer, just like navigation, guiding Mingjing to go in one direction. Along the way, Mingjing passed many palaces, large and small, all full of their own atmosphere. On the plaque of each palace, their names are written.
One of the palaces is particularly interesting. It is surrounded by countless apricot trees. Ming Jing squinted his eyes before he could see clearly that the words "Huang Qi Xing Lin" were written on the plaque.
"Huang Qi...is the person living in this courtyard a Chinese medicine doctor?" Ming Jing couldn't help but guess, and even wanted to go in and visit. But it's a pity that the courtyard refused him entry. In desperation, Ming Jing had to follow the inner voice and continue to walk forward. After a while, another palace appeared.
Ming Jing looked at the words on the plaque, and she felt frightened, as if she was facing an invincible army. The three characters on the plaque are like cut out with a knife and an axe, and the alternative style gives people an amazing feeling. The three characters "Arsenal" are written!
Ming Jing shook his head and waited until he became more awake before moving on. That's right, Arsenal doesn't welcome him either...
Before long, Ming Jing found that his path was blocked by a small courtyard. Just two or three thatched houses, plus an acre of paddy fields, look different from the surrounding high palace halls. But why is there such a small yard full of life in such a place? !
Ming Jing looked curiously, and now there are plaques in the small courtyard. It's just not hanging like other palaces, but standing randomly at the door of the thatched house. The font on it is on the right track, and every stroke seems to be carved after it is painted. The three characters "Nongjiguan" are written.
"Nongji official...isn't it really an official name?" Ming Jing was embarrassed, and suddenly felt a little unlearned! I can't even understand other people's plaques. As always, the Nongji official refused him entry. In this way, these courtyards and palaces are nowhere near Mingjing.
So, on the next journey, Ming Spiegel did not stop. Although along the way, he saw'Mosha','Xuanyidian','Ligong','Xingming Pavilion','Unification Hall' and so on, some he can guess what the subject is, some are completely It was dumbfounded.
I don't know that after a long time, Ming Spiegel finally stopped in front of a palace. The palace feels simple and simple. It stands randomly between the sky and the earth, and traces of wind, water and rain can be seen everywhere.
"Is this this place?" Ming Jing looked up at the plaque, with the words'Shouzang Room' written on it. He opened the wooden door, walked through the corridor, and came to the main hall. When he saw the rows of bookshelves and the bamboo slips on the bookshelves, he realized what this place was!
Isn't the guard room the name of the royal library in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty? Of course, the Eastern Zhou Dynasty Royal Family Library is no big deal, but the administrator of this library is awesome!
That's right, it is the famous founder of Taoist school, one of the legendary Sanqing, the teacher of Confucius, Emperor Xuanyuan, Tang Shengzu and many other titles of Li Er!
Ming Jing swallowed subconsciously, and couldn't help but want to ask for advice: When I want to see a true God, what should I do so that I don't appear mentally retarded? Wait online, hurry! ! !
However, reality is often cruel, and Ming Spiegel thought he could see the true God! Who knew that he had been in the guard room for a long time, let alone people, he didn't even see a mosquito. At first, Ming Spiegel thought that this was the test of the real God, after all, the real God was a well-known personality. Recall that if Guan Yinzi hadn't forcibly stopped the Great God’s bullock cart and asked for a long time, the Great God would have left the "Tao De Jing"!
Time is often lost unconsciously. For example, Ming Spiegel, he can't figure out how long he has been waiting in the guard room. Anyway, the mentality goes from agitated to calm to impatient to irritable, and then from irritable to calm. After going back and forth several times, Ming Jing felt that he might have realized something.
This place... there is no one at all! ! ! So the bamboo slips full of books can be read casually? However, to prevent accidents, Der Spiegel decided to say hello first. So, he walked to the bookshelf closest to him, put one hand on a bamboo slip and shouted: "May I read the books here? If I don't answer, I will take it as a default."
After waiting for a while, there was still no response. Under the mirror, I dared to read it with peace of mind. He picked up the bamboo slip and rolled it away carefully. The above was actually written in a small seal, Ming Jing couldn't help but quietly breathed a sigh of relief~EbookFREE.me~ Fortunately, it was a small seal. If it is the ancient Egyptian holy script or the Assyrian empire, it is sad.
However, even if the Chinese characters are passed down in one line, it is very hard for a modern person to understand Xiaozhuan!
? "Well...this is history? History...ji...history?!" Ming Jing recognized the two characters and was immediately surprised. The bamboo slips he took casually were actually historical records? ! Look at this font, isn't it the original version written by Tai Shigong?
"In...Changyou's romantic music, set Qiwei drama, sluggish sound...So what does this mean?" Ming Jing looked confused, and finally guessed the text, but what does it mean to put it together? After some careful thinking, Ming Jing respectfully re-rolled the bamboo slips, put them back on the shelf with both hands, and then bowed.
"Since I don’t understand it, I still have a good one! The bamboo slips may be from the pre-Qin period, so look at the paper version! At least after the Eastern Han Dynasty, the official script was used at that time... right..." Ming Jing walked on In the bookshelf, thinking of picking a book in his head, he picked up another bamboo slip inexplicably.
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Forget it, now that you have picked it up, open it and have a look! It can be regarded as respect for bamboo slips.
Thinking of this, Ming Jing plucked up the courage and opened the bamboo slip. After just one glance, Ming Jing had to endure the urge to throw the bamboo slips on the ground. The small seal was still recognizable before, but this time it was replaced with a large seal...
Rolling up the bamboo slips and putting them back, Ming Jing knew what he should do first.
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