Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Zhu Wuyao learned from her previous mistake and did not sit in the last row this time.

She found a seat in the front row and also saved seats for Hua Yingting and Xu San'er.

Good friends are those who share joys and sorrows.

Today in the lecture hall, we are discussing common knowledge about the cultivation world.

After the elder who was giving the lecture came in, she glanced at Zhu Wuyao, who was sitting in the front row, and her gaze softened considerably.

Especially after noticing her cultivation level, the admiration in his eyes was completely undisguised.

Zhu Wuyao's eyes met the elder's, and his intuition as a divination cultivator gave him a frantic warning, as if he had a bad premonition.

She gave an awkward smile, lowered her head, and looked exceptionally honest and unassuming.

"Today, we will talk about the founding of the Star-Picking Tower and the changes in the continent of Mosang."

In the library, besides choosing mental cultivation techniques and spells, there are also some miscellaneous books that can be read without paying contribution points, but they cannot be taken out.

Hua Yingting quite liked it, and would often sneak into the library to read miscellaneous articles, interesting stories, and gossip.

On the title page of each book is a note that reads: "This is a fictional account and should not be taken seriously."

However, based on Huayingting's understanding of certain matters, nine times out of ten, anything marked with such a warning is true.

The famous Sword Master didn't die fighting the heavens; he was stung by a pine poison bee. He thought he was tough and refused to look for an antidote, believing that a change in his spiritual power would cure the disease and remove the poison. He then drank and made merry with others, even though lychee wine and bee venom are incompatible.

Then he died.

In a sense, he truly died fighting against fate; fate didn't want him to die, so he chose his own path to the underworld.

Or perhaps it was a once-famous sword immortal who, despite having the potential to break the shackles of "no one can enter the Divine Transformation Realm," preferred to wander around, leaving the continent of Mosang to explore other places, and never returned.

It is said that she stormed into the demon realm, fought fiercely until the heavens and earth were darkened, and finally died from exhaustion.

But the books in the Star-Picking Tower don't say it that way.

The book of anecdotes said that she originally had a good relationship with the demon race, and they even made a pact to explore the secret realm together. However, the demon race broke their promise and imprisoned her in the secret realm, where the sword immortal was eventually trapped and died.

Although many things may not be true, they are still much more reliable than rumors.

Hua Yingting had also heard Xu San'er's lies in recent days, saying that A Yao had angrily killed the mule, but out of compassion, his sword deviated by three points, thus advancing three ranks.

In a sense, she also witnessed the birth of rumors...

Just as I was thinking this, I heard the elder who was giving the lecture say:

"You must be Zhu Wuyao, the one who advanced by slaying a mule, right? Tell me, who founded the Star-Picking Tower, and how did it pave the path of divination cultivation?"

Zhu Wuyao felt all eyes suddenly turn to him.

As everyone knows, she has always been a shy person.

I have never seen such a scene before.

She glared at Xu San'er, then slowly stood up, nudging Hua Yingting who was standing to her right.

help me.

Huaying was also helpless; we were sitting in the first row, how could they remind us?

Zhu Wuyao also realized this and secretly thought he had made a mistake.

Fortunately, she was a storyteller, and with a quick thought, she made up some ambiguous stories:

"I have always admired this senior. It is said that one night, the senior was idly gazing at the moon and stars when he saw a star fall. He then comprehended the laws governing the universe and had an epiphany."

The elder who gave the lecture smiled and nodded, saying:

"That's right. You should all learn from this fellow disciple who advanced by slaying a mule. While improving your cultivation, don't forget to supplement your knowledge."

Zhu Wuyao sat back down on the stool, head down, not daring to say another word.

When will this whole mule-slaying and advancement thing finally be forgotten...?

However, I actually guessed right.

She knew then that the rumor that Newton was hit on the head by an apple in his past life and thus discovered universal gravitation hadn't been heard in vain.

"In the primordial era, torrential rains fell from the sky, flames surged from the earth, and monsters roamed the world, causing untold suffering to the human race."

“There is a person with great cultivation named Hengwo. She walks on the earth, on the reefs of the North Sea, looking up at the waxing and waning of the moon, recording the seasons and calendar, thus she cultivates in the four seasons.”

"When the weather is not in harmony, the moon is covered by dark clouds, and the earth is about to sever the way of humankind."

“I was constantly worried. One day, I saw a shooting star strike the moon and fall into the North Sea. Only then did I realize that the moon can be chased and the stars can be plucked. Humans understand the will of Heaven and use it. This is the way to pluck the stars.”

As the elder lectured, Zhu Wuyao finally understood the origin of the name "Zhaixinglou" (Star-Picking Tower).

She had spoken with Master Fang.

Those who know the true lineage of the Star-Picking Tower know that it is not about following the will of Heaven at all.

This story is told in a cryptic way.

The truth is probably that this powerful being named "Hengwo" originally looked up at the moon to accord with the heavens, but found that the heavens did not give him any face and continued to send down disasters, making the human race under his rule suffer unspeakably.

In a fit of anger, she felt that fate was unreliable.

So they stopped following the will of Heaven.

The phrase "reaching for the stars" embodies humanity's fighting spirit against destiny.

It speaks of the Way of Heaven, which is beyond reproach.

The lesson was about using human wisdom to achieve our goals. If that's really the case, then I could just gaze at the moon all day long, why bother picking stars?

Just as I was pondering this, I heard the elder who was giving the lecture continue:

"Therefore, the Star-Picking Tower was originally called the Moon-Running Pavilion. At that time, not only did the Moon-Running Pavilion follow the path of divination, but there was also a lineage called the Sun-Chasing Forest, which also practiced divination."

"And now?" The students below listened intently.

As long as the teacher doesn't lecture, everyone will listen attentively.

The elder who gave the lecture shook his head and said, "It has been lost in the long river of time, and its lineage is no longer visible. It is estimated that it has been cut off."

Time flows by, and millions of years have passed, bringing about profound changes.

Those who can stand the test of time must have their own strengths, and we don't know what the secret weapon of the Star-Picking Tower is.

Like the Fallen Leaf Sword, such a good thing is just tucked away in the cracks of the library, gathering dust.

Although it is only an incomplete technique, according to Zhu Wuyao's personal experience, as long as one masters the first two moves, it is enough to establish oneself in the cultivation world.

Zhaixinglou has many good things.

I'll have to keep flipping through it when I have time.

Zhu Wuyao suddenly remembered the roof of the Star-Picking Tower, where purple mist would rise every night, constantly changing into various shapes. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to condense into various mysterious symbols.

Some resemble the shadows of beasts, some resemble the shapes of birds, and some look like scattered strokes on talismans or the markings of formations. There are various speculations and opinions.

Disciples went to ask the elders of the Star-Picking Tower, but received no answer; it seemed that even they did not know.

Year after year, I saw it every night, so it stopped being anything special.

I've heard that some of my fellow disciples have these mysterious symbols tattooed on their bodies, and they feel that their cultivation level increases faster.

Zhu Wuyao was quite dismissive of it at the time.

I think it's just psychological.

Now that I think about it, those purple energies that can transform into various runes must have their reasons for existing.

I should take some time to ponder it.