Chapter 1062 Demon Seed is Naturally Created (96)
Poxu Palace and the Library Pavilion contain countless vast collections of economic information. You can read everything in the Nine Heavens, as large as the six realms, as small as dust, and you can get a glimpse of the origin and past.
A library is a vast little world.
Qingli has been in this outer world since she was a child. After taking the initiative to organize the books in the library, she stayed here except for retreat.
With a book and a cup of tea, you can sit quietly for decades without moving.
Qingli, the Daoist in the Lower Realm, has a mind like jade, calm and transparent, which can lead to greater realms.
During these tens of thousands of years of cold cultivation, Qingli did not feel bitter, but rather enjoyed it. The immortal who was dull and taciturn in front of others felt more relaxed and comfortable among these silent books.
Looking at the row of newly displayed books in front of him, Immortal Qingli read them carefully one by one. Finally, the Immortal's eyes paused slightly and fell on the thin volume with a yellowish cover in front of him.
Books that can be included in the library, regardless of the six realms, gods and ghosts, as long as they have been written into books, will be automatically included in the bookshelf of this library.
Today there are more than a thousand books. As usual, Qingli needs to sort them into different places.
Nowadays, in the six realms, the human race is withered, and the three tribes of demons, demons and ghosts rarely have books. The most common ones every day are the two tribes of gods and immortals.
Most of the books written by gods and immortals are about cultivation methods and ways to achieve enlightenment, which are not very interesting.
But the current book looked strange. Among the books with exquisite and luxurious covers, it looked special.
Immortal Qingli took out the book. There was no introduction on the page. He opened it and read it, page after page. Qingli, who had the ability of photographic memory, read the book over and over again two or three times.
"He is a man of great wisdom, but he has not finished his writing."
"Master Qingli, what are you doing?"
Behind him, a clear and sweet voice suddenly sounded, and Qingli, who was already looking at it in trance, was startled.
Looking back, I saw Zhou Ye standing in front of him, his face flushed, and he lowered his eyes, holding a bottle of wine in his hand.
The smell of alcohol hitting her face made Qingli frown slightly and take a step back.
"What are you doing here?"
Zhou Ye, who smelled of alcohol, waved his hand and burped, then squinted his dark eyes and stared straight at the handsome immortal in front of him.
"I have a question that I would like to ask you." Qing Li frowned when she saw that the girl was drunk. Although she was not used to the smell of the wine, she still frowned.
"You asked."
"Everyone in the six realms has the seven emotions and six desires, right?"
Immortal Qingli thought for a while and then nodded.
"It was so from the beginning of the world."
Zhou Ye nodded thoughtfully and continued to ask.
"Are there any exceptions?"
"Ancestor, and me."
Qing Li's tone was determined, and she looked at Zhou Ye, her eyes were calm and indifferent, unstained by any dust of the world, and her slender body just stood quietly in front of her, like a pure and clear jade woman.
Beauty has no intention.
Zhou Ye thought about it for a long time, then looked at Qing Li, his eyes were even more determined than his, and even a little bit determined to win.
"Are you so sure and your Taoist heart so firm?"
"Yes."
"How about I test you?"
Qingli looked at the vivid and bright face in front of her, her eyes still calm.
"How to check?"
"Stand still."
Zhou Ye stepped forward, raised his hand and put it directly on the bookshelf behind Qingli. The immortal in front of him was tall and straight, his body slightly backward. He still hadn't realized what this girl was going to do.
(End of chapter)