Chapter 297 Endless Book
“I found some information about the nobleman, but the rat was cautious and erased most of the information about himself. I couldn’t find the information in the regular documents, so I thought of the Heavenly Book Recorder in Kyoto.”

Zuo Chen and Li Rongxian explained.

“If you want to read it, then there is no problem.” Li Rongxuan nodded, but he added: “Master, there are some problems with the book. Last time, my uncle Li Yu went to read the book. After he came out, he was in a very bad state and had a serious illness. If you go to read the book, please be careful.”

When Li Yu forced himself to read the heavenly book and fell ill, the officials in the court laughed at Li Yu for being ungrateful and being blamed by his ancestors, which led to his illness.

But Li Rongxian knew that there were some bad things hidden in their Heavenly Book.

No matter who reads the book, I’m afraid the final outcome will be similar.

Polluted and damaged.

“Don’t worry. I’m hoping something will pop out of the book.”

After the chat, Eunuch Bao took Zuo Chen and the others to the library, and Li Rongxian had to follow them.

It wasn’t to satisfy this formality, but mainly because without Li Rongxuan by his side, Bao Gonggong couldn’t open the door…

Instead of riding in a sedan chair, the few of them simply walked through the palace.

After passing through the garden path and clearing away the palace servants who were there to protect them, they successfully arrived at the library.

This place looks completely different from the Imperial Study. If the Imperial Study is the place Li Rongxian goes to most often and it is full of the breath of life, this place seems dead, as if covered with a layer of gray gauze.

“All the ancient books are placed here. Originally, some important documents would be placed here after being sorted out by His Majesty, but after something went wrong inside Prince Jing, no one dared to go in casually.

“Now, except for our men who come here to clean up every month, no one comes here. I didn’t expect it to be so dilapidated. It seems that our men are lazy.”

When Eunuch Bao said this, there was a hint of anger on his face.

It looks like his men might suffer some serious injuries today.

Eunuch Bao pushed open the door and a thick cloud of dust blew directly in his face. He coughed several times and then waved the dustpan in front of himself twice.

It was a pity that the dirt piled in the library was too much and too heavy. When he waved his hand, the dust was stirred up and he started coughing.

In the end, Zuo Chen used his means to blow away the dust, allowing everyone to enter the long-sealed room.

The entire library has three floors. The first floor is the dustiest. There are both paper books and bamboo slips on the bookshelves, neatly stacked together with the dust.

On the side were the stairs leading to the upper floors. A ray of sunlight came in through the window and stretched onto the stairs, a very long ray.

“The third floor is where the attendant is. Taoist priest, do you need someone to accompany you up there?”

Hearing Bao Gonggong’s question, Zuo Chen shook his head: “I can go up by myself.”

“Please come down within an hour.” Eunuch Bao gave a few more instructions and finally went out of the library to get some fresh air.

General Zhou accompanied Li Rongxian and waited at the door of the library, while Li Ji and Caiyi also stayed downstairs.

Zuo Chen went straight up the stairs, passed the second floor which was also covered with thick dust, and soon reached the third floor.

Pushing open the tightly closed thick wooden door on the third floor, Zuo Chen saw a stone staircase.

The stone platform is carved with intricate patterns, like a decoration.

And right in the middle, there was a floating book, with the pages above it moving without wind, making a whistling sound.

When I walked to the page of the book, it seemed as if it was suppressed by an invisible force, and the pages that were flipping like a whistling wind gradually stopped.

Zuo Chen looked at the book in front of him.

There was a sentence written in the middle of the book:

“Everything is predetermined, the law cannot be changed, and fate cannot be altered.”

Zuo Chen stared at the book and was silent for a few seconds.

“Stupid.”

The pages of the book once again rose up automatically without wind.

Zuo Chen reached out and pressed on the book.

He felt a unique breath of Qi.

This aura was quite similar to the Four Seasons he had read before. They both belonged to the Avenue of Time. It was an endlessly flowing river of time, flowing downstream in front of Zuo Chen.

Through the long river of time, Zuo Chen looked towards the starting point.

He saw a group of vagrants coming to the most fertile and flat plain. They stuck the tattered flags in their hands into the ground and stared at the dilapidated ancient city in front of them.

“Boys and girls, cheer up! This is where we will live from now on! Clean up some old bricks and tiles. It’s going to rain, so we have to build the first campsite tonight!”

A vivid picture appeared in front of Zuo Chen. After a moment of thought, Zuo Chen jumped directly and merged into the long river.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already next to the middle-aged man who had just spoken.

The middle-aged man didn’t notice Zuo Chen at all. He was waving a torn flag in his hand and shouting at his men to build a temporary camp.

Zuo Chen stared at the man for a few seconds and found that he was at least at the level of Qi Refining, but for some reason, the aura on his body was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this rate, he would completely regress to a mortal in more than ten years.

Many people in his team were in the same situation. They originally had great skills, but now they were like balloons with a hole in them, leaking continuously.

It seems that they are the first group of residents to come here to build the city.

Looking around, Zuo Chen could see that the people building the city here naturally formed several factions.

They have gathered together to form the initial prototype of seven cities.

Zuo Chen’s attention was attracted by the ancient city in the middle.

Shabby, but huge.

The whole city was dyed with a layer of bright red afterglow in the sunset, as if the walls were covered with blood.

From Zuo Chen’s perspective, this ancient city does indeed resemble Kyoto.

It’s just that this place is too desolate, with broken stone walls and damaged city walls.

Staring at this huge city, Zuo Chen couldn’t tell whether this was the long past, before people started farming and built Kyoto, or the distant future, after Kyoto was destroyed.

After looking at the city for a long time and not finding anything useful, Zuo Chen continued walking along the long river of time.

This is not the “river bank” that Zuo Chen is looking for.

The scenes around him also disappeared quickly, like an old movie in Zuo Chen’s previous life that had been fast-forwarded.

Those complex and noisy sounds turned into roars and were left far behind by Zuo Chen.

In his field of vision, Kyoto was built up at a rapid speed, and seven cities appeared around it. It became huge and prosperous, and was dyed blood-red by fire and war. Finally, it was like blood melting into water. Finally, the destroyed city was repaired, and the whole city became prosperous and bustling. It was a pure white flower growing in a muddy field.

The long river of time slowly flowed to the vicinity.

This was not the shore of time where Zuo Chen should have stayed, but he still stopped subconsciously.

He was floating above the huge Kyoto, and the city beneath his feet was almost the same as what he had seen two days ago.

Only some small details in the city are slightly different.

This is……

More than sixty years ago.

When the imperial court entered Beijing.

After staring at Kyoto for a long time, Zuo Chen finally seemed to have made up his mind.

He floated down from the sky and landed inside the palace.

Entering the palace, he saw an old man with white hair and beard sitting on the upper left. His face was kind and gentle, but his eyes were full of majesty.

And in this palace hall, there is another old man.

The old man was wearing a loose Taoist robe and a crooked crown on his head. In one hand he held a white jade wine pot and poured wine into his mouth, while with the other hand he was making various magical gestures with a myriad of colors.

There were many generals standing in front of him, and both sides seemed to be performing martial arts and comparing their skills with each other.

However, these generals were no match for the old man and were defeated by him with just one hand.

This person…

It’s the capital.

He is Zuo Chen’s Taoist boy.

He is his disciple.

At this moment, the memories of his time with the young man on the Gray Mountain have completely merged with Zuo Chen’s current soul. The image of the young Taoist and the old Taoist walking side by side above Zuo Chen’s Nascent Soul is shining with golden light.

Even in the Dantian, the Hunyuan Qi that was originally completely unaffected began to ripple.

Zuo Chen seemed to be in seclusion.

He watched the old Taoist priest enjoy the prosperity in Kyoto, he watched the old Taoist priest fall into confusion in Kyoto, he watched the old Taoist priest travel the world again, and he watched the old Taoist priest build a bookstore.

He followed the old Taoist priest to the library and to the old Taoist priest’s own residence.

He watched the old Taoist priest writing at his desk under the night light.

That is the Nine Civil Mirrors.

As he wrote, he laughed and muttered:

“The Taoist priest will definitely praise me when he sees this booklet.”

“Yes.” Zuo Chen said.

Even he couldn’t hide the bitterness in his tone.

Zuo Chen knew that this was not the true river of history. Even if he tried to change it, he would only be changing a few lines in the book.

But the ripples in his heart could not be faked.

He gently spread out his left hand, and in the palm of Zuo Chen’s hand, a large amount of light and shadow flowed backwards.

At this moment, a shadow slowly appeared behind him.

The phantom looked very similar to him, but his eyes were full of loneliness.

He also wore his crown askew, looking sideways at the sky, as if he was reminiscing about something.

Past body.

Once upon a time, the immortal!

Zuo Chen finally took that step and officially entered the threshold of the Three Corpses Method.

He also felt the same way.

If you can obtain your past body, there is still a chance to change the cause and effect of the past.

The past is set, but the future has not yet arrived.

The seeds planted in the past will eventually blossom into flowers in the future.

“Stay with me for a while.”

As if promising, Zuo Chen turned and left, heading towards the future he desired.

Under the light, Jingshi wrote furiously.

Stay in the past.

(End of this chapter)