Chapter 301 - 136 Ascension After_3
Here stands an ancient, elegant building made of bluestone, its surface marked by the traces of time, with green tiles on the pavilion’s roof. The four corners of the eaves are raised, like four phoenixes ready to fly, symbolizing the sublimation of wisdom and strength. Each time the breeze passes, the bronze bells under the eaves gently ring, crisp and pleasant, like the harmony between the sound of nature and wisdom.
Entering the Hidden Truth Pavilion, the scent of ink and the aroma of ancient wood greet you, the light inside is soft, with sunshine streaming through the carved window lattice, mingling with the lanterns hanging inside, creating a tranquil atmosphere. The pavilion houses an array of books, ranging from ancient sheepskin scrolls to exquisite thread-bound books, each bearing the wisdom and painstaking effort of the predecessors, recording the secrets of cultivation that align with nature.
Among the bookshelves, core disciples of the sect can be seen standing or sitting, holding ancient books, immersed in a sea of knowledge, seriously studying.
Turning into a breeze, I arrive at the deepest part of the Hidden Truth Pavilion, where the sect’s most precious texts reside.
They not only record the sect’s history and heritage but also contain supreme cultivation mental methods and secrets.
Only disciples of the sect who have passed rigorous tests and possess steadfast hearts are qualified to enter this sacred land to seek the highest realm of cultivation.
It’s been countless years since I’ve been here, and the woody scent permeating the air brings immeasurable nostalgia to the Heavenly Soldier.
I remember when I first entered the sect, seeking immortality, I spent countless days and nights here, studying tirelessly.
Looking back at the past, my heart is filled with emotion.