Chapter 158 It’s Not a Good Time to Read Today (25)

After finding their respective dormitories, the outer disciples had half a day to rest.

After packing up, Lin Yuan declined Shangguan Zhi's invitation to go shopping together and went to the Sutra Library in Shennong Valley.

The disciple in charge of the place was a little surprised when he knew that Lin Yuan wanted to read the content about gods, but he still invited Lin Yuan in and enthusiastically served him a cup of hot tea.

After putting the tea away, he went into the library again and moved a full basket of bamboo slips a quarter of an hour later.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, here are all the records related to gods, take your time to read." The other party said enthusiastically.

"Fellow Daoist, have we known each other before?" Lin Yuan asked in confusion.

"No, but we saw your situation through Tianxing. Your way of managing disciples is quite novel, so we remembered it."

"Is that so..."

After thinking about it, Lin Yuan took out a management experience from the jade slip, copied it to the bamboo slip and handed it to the disciple.

"This is the note I took before. If you have time, please correct it."

The disciple was immediately overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly. After a while, he sent a portion of dried fruit and then went to read it happily.

Looking at the other party's happy look, Lin Yuan felt that knowledge was hard currency everywhere.

Eating dried fruit, Lin Yuan picked up a bamboo slip and put it on his forehead to read it.

The Demon Sect also has records of gods, but they are all kept in the Benyuan Sect.

Yue Linglong has helped him get the qualifications to go to the Benyuan Sect, but he has no time for the time being, so he can only put it aside.

In this bamboo slip, Lin Yuan saw that the records of gods have existed since ancient times. His previous "Mountain Walk" happened to be close to the records of the mountain god by accident. It was indeed a bit of a coincidence.

The gods in ancient times often did not have their own consciousness. They were more like the incarnation of a part of the power of the heaven. They could be summoned through certain sacrificial rituals and satisfy the wishes of the worshipers through the weight of the sacrifices.

Later, as humanity rose, the ancestors could enjoy incense and become family gods, but they could only protect their own family and children.

When the incense stopped, the family gods also dispersed.

After that, the concept of family gods was constantly promoted, such as becoming military souls when entering the army, becoming guardian gods when entering the sect, and so on.

Such belief in gods often complements believers, believers will influence gods, and gods will in turn influence them.

Some gods even combined with ancient gods and obtained some authority of heaven, so as to transcend incense and achieve immortality.

Some gods left here with authority, wandered in the sky, and did not come back for a long time.

In addition to these hard science popularizations, the bamboo slips also recorded a large number of interesting stories, such as the conception of family gods, worshiping the wrong family gods and causing foxes to become family gods, and the mutation of military souls in the army.

Just watching, Lin Yuan found that there were many unofficial histories, which made him feel that there were unofficial history enthusiasts everywhere.

Some things are so realistic that you can't tell the real from the fake without careful observation. Only when you find out that it's pornographic, you'll be surprised to find out that you've been fooled.

Of course, some are not wild history, but they look wilder than wild history.

Just when Lin Yuan was reading with great interest, he heard someone beside him ask, "Fellow Daoist, is there anyone here?"

Putting down the bamboo slips, Lin Yuan looked at the Sutra Library where there were not many people, and then asked in confusion, "There are so many places here, why are you sitting next to me?"

"Hehe, looking for you."

Lin Yuan then began to look at the person in front of him and found that he was wearing a red robe and had an evil smile on his face. He felt that he had been brewing something.

Moreover, the other party was at the foundation-building stage, and suddenly appeared next to him at this time, which seemed a bit wrong.

After looking at Lin Yuan for a while, the man bowed and said, "I am Li Nong, a monk from the Great Medical Sect. Nice to meet Junior Brother Lin Yuan."

"You know me too?"

"Junior Brother Lin has become quite famous recently. Almost everyone here knows you."

Lin Yuan nodded, feeling that it was no wonder that Haoran Jue had made good profits recently. He was very happy to see the profits every day when he woke up.

But he felt that he had just performed steadily for a while, but he didn't expect to attract so much attention, which was inconsistent with his undercover identity.

I really have to try to be more low-key in the future, but it seems quite difficult.

Li Nong didn't know what Lin Yuan was struggling with, and thought that the other party was wary of his identity as a demon sect.

So, he smiled and said, "Although I am a demon sect, I also yearn for the right way, otherwise I wouldn't come to Shennong Valley to study. I was amazed by Junior Brother Lin's performance before, so I got some inspiration. These are some gadgets I made, please take a look, Junior Brother Lin."

Then, the other party handed over a bamboo slip without saying anything, and then got up and left.

Looking at the bamboo slips in confusion, Lin Yuan didn't understand what the other party was doing here?

Giving away bamboo slips?

One bamboo slip costs half a spirit stone. Aren't you afraid that I will sell the bamboo slips to buy snacks?

Although he was confused, Lin Yuan was not worried that the other party would plot against him.

After all, he really wanted to see who dared to plot against the ancient gods.

As soon as he immersed his divine thoughts into the bamboo slips, Lin Yuan felt speechless.

Li Nong, you liar!

This thing is definitely not made by you!

As soon as he sank into it, he saw a black screen in front of his eyes, and then a huge game title: "Shennong Valley Diary".

More importantly, there are the names of the producers below: Qingjun and Kong Jue!

Not only that, they even made their own mascots!

One is a cute straw doll, and the other is a one-armed black bear. The two mascots are waving their arms on the game screen, and they look quite cute.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yuan just wanted to say: Awesome.

Apart from anything else, this forward-thinking awareness alone is already quite amazing.

After entering the game, Lin Yuan wanted to give a shout-out to the two.

It can be clearly seen that the game they made this time is sewing "Human Emperor Realm".

They pulled out the farming part of the Human Emperor Realm separately, and then constantly copied the farming in it, from planting ordinary wheat with river water all the way to "planting innate Xuanyuan wheat with the air of the sky".

There are also some of their own ideas in the middle, and compared with the previous "Demon Gate Survivor", the proportion of originality this time has also increased, which makes people sigh.

Most gamers grow up by imitating and borrowing, but Qingjun and Kongjue can actually make two games in a row, which shows that they either love games or find ways to get negative emotions from games.

No matter which possibility it is, Lin Yuan is a little moved.

I am not alone in my path.

However, after playing for a while, Lin Yuan was a little unhappy again.

The Demon Sect is the Demon Sect, and the idea of ​​creating negative emotions can never be changed.

At the beginning, it was okay. The crops grew very fast, and the game feedback was very comfortable, which made Lin Yuan enter the flow state.

Although the gameplay is a bit monotonous, Lin Yuan also played happily.

But not long after, as the quality of the plants improved, the planting time would become longer. At this time, the player needs to try to kill monsters to gain cultivation to speed up, which is the part of "Sword Dao".

There is a weak period after being killed. The process of running corpses is a bit boring, but you have to run.

And when you almost kill the leader, the opponent may kill you with a little blood, which makes people feel worse.

Putting down the bamboo slips, Lin Yuan decisively withdrew, and cursed at the same time.

You actually use this method to mess with people's mentality. What's the difference between you and that krypton gold mobile game!

Then, he continued to read, but immediately found that someone else came.

Wang Jiu hurried in and said to Lin Yuan, "Lin Yuan, did anyone from the Demon Sect come to see you?"

"Yes."

"Did he give you anything?"

"A bamboo slip, which contained a game called "Shennong Valley Diary". I played it but it was boring, so I stopped playing."

"Don't play it... Wait, you said it was boring?"

"Well, there were too many repetitive routines, so I didn't want to play after watching it for a while. What's wrong?"

"It's okay, just don't play it."

Relieved, Wang Jiu took the bamboo slip and said to Lin Yuan before leaving, "Remember, don't touch the things of the Demon Sect, they may have hidden evil intentions. You are the chief of the outer sect, and many people are watching you."

"Thank you."

After seeing Wang Jiu off, Lin Yuan was about to continue reading the bamboo slip when he found Zhang Ting sneaking in.

Holding Lin Yuan, he whispered excitedly: "I just got a treasure, it's..."

"Ah... "Shennong Valley Diary", right?"

"How did you know? Is this your special ability as the chief?"

"Ah..."

With a long sigh, Lin Yuan felt that he should not read the book today.