The Great Ruler: My Mother is the Empress

Chapter 51 Sutra Pavilion

If we talk about the most important place in a Taoist tradition, the Sutra Repository is one of the important places that can never be avoided.

The Yin-Yang Sect has a long history, and its Sutra Repository has a rich collection. Their Sutra Repository even contains old events from the mythological era tens of thousands of years ago, which can be said to be all-encompassing.

Sutra Pavilion.

This place is still solemn, sacred, and condensed with extraordinary fairy charm. Although it looks ordinary on the outside, in Mo Fan's perception, it is only half inferior to the Sutra Library in Wanchu Holy Land.

Just looking at it, one feels full of energy, as if on a pilgrimage, and has the joy of discussing philosophy with those departed sages, and one's soul is cleansed.

The boundless sea of ​​books is the most prominent scene in the Yin-Yang Sect's Sutra Pavilion!

The vast expanse of blue waves, boundless and boundless, are all transformed by books. The scene is so spectacular that it is shocking.

Occasionally, when a big wave comes, you can see countless books tumbling, the fragrance of books overflowing, the light of inspiration flashing, and the wisdom of the sages scattered in the vast river of time and space.

These books are made of paper, jade, bamboo, wood, gold, stone, and even clouds, mist, and rays of light...all of them can become books and carry wisdom.

This is a vast ocean of books, with no end in sight.

Deep in this sea of ​​books, some places are gray and have changed into strange shapes, like immortal birds and beasts struggling to fly in the distant sky, as if trying to break free from their restraints and fly to the outside world.

Wandering among these books, the knowledge recorded in these ancient books seemed to come alive, and Mo Fan was comprehending the truth contained in them every moment.

Having too many books is not a good thing either, as it can easily cause friction of spiritual light and turn the books into spirits, as is the case with the Sutra Library in front of us.

He looked at the sea of ​​books, then sat cross-legged in the void, feeling the aura of the books and distinguishing the types with his spiritual sense.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, he “saw” some books, every word of which was full of wisdom, and his spirit was filled with energy and light.

“The books here all contain great wisdom. Sorting out the sea of ​​books may not be a form of spiritual practice.” Mo Fan’s eyes were bright, and a divine glow flowed on his forehead, with a unique temperament.

Books carry the wisdom of all living things and pass on the civilization of the ancient sages. They are the key to connecting the past, present and future and unlocking the wisdom of all living things. Collecting and organizing books so that they can be passed down and the flame of the torch will not be extinguished is a great achievement.

Just as someone in the mortal world once said, a sage is one who establishes his mind for heaven and earth, establishes his destiny for the people, inherits the unique knowledge of the past sages, and brings peace to the world for all times!

This is also a responsibility, a great responsibility entrusted by history!
Thinking of this, his heart became clear and bright, his mind became extremely open, and the 108 great Dao seeds in his body were trembling slightly. The Dao light was dense, the mist was steaming, and all kinds of strange visions were ringing.

In an instant, the one hundred and eight great way seeds roared with the wisdom of the sages contained in this vast sea of ​​books. The gods arranged and combined them to become more perfect. The divine chain of order was intertwined in every inch of flesh and blood, and the divinity surged.

At this moment, he seemed to have left the realm of power and entered a strange state.

It is not the improvement of strength, realm, or Taoism, but the transformation of the state of mind.

Every time he finished reading or sorted out a book, it was of great help to his practice.

Walking in the sea of ​​books, Mo Fan improved his cultivation and foundation at an astonishing speed in the realm of the third king of immortals.

Two and a half months ago, he had just successfully entered the third level of the King, but now he was already gazing at the fourth level of the King, which was the threshold to the middle level of the King.

This is a terrifying speed of cultivation. You have to know that ordinary people may not be able to make any progress in the Zhan Dao realm for several years.

Such a speed is rare for Mo Fan, because it is a qualitative improvement from the early stage of King to the middle stage of King. Mo Fan has a clear insight into his own state.

He let go of his mentality, immersed himself in the sea of ​​books, strolled among the endless books, and began to read and organize the books in the Sutra Hall.

He casually picked up a drop of water and it turned into a Buddhist scripture.

The book is very large, as wide as a house, and is carved entirely from rock. It is very old, as if it was written by a prehistoric practitioner.

"This book of characters records the formation of characters, including the evolution of characters in the mythological era, the ancient times, and even the ancient times. It is of great benefit to me."

Mo Fan's eyes moved, divine light shone, and the scriptures above were copied down, turning into knowledge and merging into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Although this book could not make him familiar with all the characters from ancient times to the present, it did increase his knowledge, enrich his horizons, and enable him to make a preliminary judgment on the origins of many characters.

You know, knowledge is power, this is a universal truth in any world!

It takes dozens of breaths to read a book, and it is only possible to comprehend part of its essence. It will take at least half a day to fully grasp it.

This is because of his clear wisdom. If an ordinary King of the Way of Killing were to come, it would probably take at least ten days or half a month to comprehend all the essence and integrate it.

This is the true portrayal of Mo Fan today. He possesses the body of a Primal Chaos Holy Spirit, and he did not follow the rules in the realm of Immortal III. Instead, he walked his own path and planted the seeds of the 108 Great Daos in his body.

It’s hard to imagine what this road will look like at the end.

"In the Immortal Mountain, there is a tea tree that is a congenital divine medicine for enlightenment. It is born with 108 tea leaves, which carry 108 great ways."

Thinking of this, Mo Fan muttered to himself. He imagined that when he becomes highly skilled in cultivation in the future, would he also be able to transform into a human-shaped tea tree?
As his thoughts flowed, Mo Fan put his mind at ease with the book in his hand and looked at other books. With divine light shining in his eyes, he attracted a book and began to flip through it.

"The Burial Sutra is a branch of the science of tombs. It records knowledge about funerals, burials, feng shui, Yin meridians, and the refining of funeral objects..."

"The Bone Strengthening and Acupoint Moving Sutra is a medical classic that describes the various meridians and acupoints of the body in great detail..."

"This is a book about plants from the ancient times. Many of the medicinal plants have become extinct..."

"The Book of Fierce Beasts, which tells about all kinds of wild and ferocious beasts in the world..."

In a short time, he read dozens or even hundreds of books and scriptures, which turned into knowledge and flowed into his mind, making him wiser, more knowledgeable, and more rounded in divinity.

Between the forehead bones, the soul is as bright as the sun, with silk ribbons hanging down, leaping and jumping, rising slowly, as bright as a pearl, illuminating the mountains and rivers.

The books that Mo Fan read included books on tomb studies, medicine, and plants and beasts...

Most of these books have nothing to do with spiritual practice, they just record some ordinary things, but they all contain rich civilization concepts.

But his efforts were not in vain. A mysterious power enveloped his body, and in the process, the 108 Great Dao seeds in his body seemed to come alive -

It transformed into 108 tangible objects that carry the Tao, such as tripods, bells, mirrors, furnaces, etc., exuding a mysterious and profound Taoist rhyme that makes people intoxicated.

(End of this chapter)