Shopkeeper Wang laughed and said, "Many people know about this stone tablet.
It caused quite a stir when it was first unearthed.
I didn't expect you to buy it.
Haha, the boss is probably very happy."
Ye Jian felt a little embarrassed.
Was he really cheated?
"Is there something wrong with this stone tablet?
Is it fake?"
"Judging from the condition of the stone material of the stele, it does belong to the Qing Dynasty.
The main reason is that no one recognizes the ancient inscriptions on it.
When this stele was unearthed, many people speculated what kind of artifact it was.
Unfortunately, no one in the entire street recognized it.
The words on the stone tablet.”
"Since I don't even recognize the words on the stele, I naturally can't refine the stele, and no matter how good it is, it's useless.
So this stele hasn't been sold for three years.
Out of curiosity, I once invited our Xinhua Bookstore headquarters An ancient calligraphy expert came to study it, but unfortunately, he also said he didn’t know it.
He only knew that it was an ancient calligraphy called cursive script.”
"Why, don't you know the ancient text on it?
How could you buy it?"
"Well, I do recognize the ancient text above."
Ye Jian said casually, but when Shopkeeper Wang heard these words, he was quite surprised.
He really couldn't understand why the young man in front of him knew so much knowledge about ancient humans.
After all, they couldn't find any information about a lot of knowledge now. .
"You know" Shopkeeper Wang opened his eyes wide, "Um."
"Quick, little brother, tell me what's written on this stone tablet.
I'm curious."
Ye Jian smiled slightly and simply told him that it was an ancient poem.
"It's just that I'm curious, why can't I completely refine it?"
Ye Jian was a little confused and disappointed.
Shopkeeper Wang was a curious person and immediately said, "Refine it again and let me see."
Ye Jian then tried to refine the stone tablet again.
The stone tablet vibrated slightly, making a buzzing sound, and a faint halo emitted from the surface of the stone tablet.
After a while, Ye Jian was sweating profusely and exhausted, so he had to give up.
Shopkeeper Wang, who was watching from the side, was also full of doubts.
He was silent for a long time and said to himself, "It's strange.
Although you are only at the ninth level of Hui Gen, you should have no problem refining an ancient poem from the Qing Dynasty."
"This poem was written by Wang Wei, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty."
“What kind of poetry from the Tang Dynasty?”
Shopkeeper Wang suddenly screamed and grabbed Ye Jian's arms with both hands.
His eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Yes, the poem on this stone tablet is from the Tang Dynasty.
Is there anything wrong with it?"
"Of course it's not right.
I'm getting rich.
I'm getting rich.
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You kid is getting rich."
Shopkeeper Wang was suddenly as excited as a child, leaving Ye Jian confused.
"Did you know that the poetry of the Tang Dynasty contains far more literary spirit than the poetry of the Qing Dynasty?
Although this stone tablet was not engraved by the Tang Dynasty, this poem is from the Tang Dynasty.
This poem has traveled through thousands of years of human history and contains The book spirit is extremely powerful and cannot be refined with your current ability."
"Let me tell you this, what you have in front of you is a sword that weighs a thousand kilograms, but you can only pick up a weapon that weighs a thousand kilograms.
No matter how powerful the weapon that weighs a thousand kilograms, you can't use it.
You can only wait.
You can only use this sword if you have the ability to use weapons weighing ten thousand kilograms.”
When Shopkeeper Wang said this, Ye Jian also suddenly realized.
No wonder the amount of spiritual consciousness consumed during refining just now was extremely huge.
"Then how high a level of cultivation do I need to reach to completely refine this stone tablet?"
"I don't know the specifics.
I guess it must be at least the growth stage or above."
"ah" Ye Jian sighed, extremely disappointed.
He had not even broken through to the Germination Realm, and the Growth Realm was far away.
It was indeed a pity to see his treasure unable to be used.
"Of course, there is another way to try."
"What" "There is a method of refining artifacts called out of context method."
"Taken out of context" "Yes, the prerequisite is that you must know the correct meaning of the entire ancient text.
On this basis, you can selectively refine a certain section of the ancient text.
Although it cannot intensify the entire literary spirit, it is still considerable. ” Ye Jian was overjoyed when he heard this, "You know this refining method?"
"Haha, brother, I have never encountered such a good thing.
How could I learn such a method?
This out-of-context refining method was developed by a senior expert.
Now it is a calligraphy cultivation method.
It just happens We have it at the Qingzhou headquarters of Xinhua Bookstore, I will take you to study it tomorrow.”
The next day, Ye Jian followed Shopkeeper Wang to the Qingzhou branch of Xinhua Bookstore.
The size here is at least 10 times larger than Dayue City, and the collection of books dates back to the Ming and Qing dynasties.
Now the books in Xinhua Bookstore in Dayue City can no longer meet Ye Jian's training requirements.
When Ye Jian saw the bookcases full of books from the Qing Dynasty and Ming Dynasty, his eyes were shining and his legs were unruly.
Shopkeeper Wang looked at Ye Jian and smiled, "It's a pity that I'm not the shopkeeper here, otherwise I would let you come and read for free every day."
Ye Jian smiled gratefully at Shopkeeper Wang.
He knew that the books from the Qing and Ming dynasties were more precious and less numerous than those from the Republic of China to 2000 AD.
The ones in this shop were all second-hand copies.
This book is generally only sold and not borrowed for reading.
Shopkeeper Wang was very familiar with the people in the bookstore, and he quickly found the out-of-context refining exercises.
He borrowed the book in his own name and handed it to Ye Jian, "You take it back to the inn to study.
I'm in Qingzhou City."
It will take a few more days.
When I finish my work, I think you will also finish studying.
We will return this book to the bookstore before leaving. " Ye Jian said thank you repeatedly.
Because shopkeeper Wang still had some official business to attend to in the bookstore, Ye Jian prepared to go back to the inn first.
When he turned around and was about to leave, a white-haired old man walked in from the door of the bookstore.
The white-haired old man muttered something as he took a step forward, seeming to be thinking about the problem.
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I saw Shopkeeper Wang rushing forward to greet me, "Shopkeeper Tong Da, good morning."
The white-haired old man is Tong Luda, the big shopkeeper of the Qingzhou branch of Xinhua Bookstore.
Tong Luda is a powerful person in the flowering realm.
Shopkeeper Tong Da nodded to Shopkeeper Wang, ignored the salutes of other staff, and walked to the second floor of the bookstore muttering.
When shopkeeper Tong Da walked past Ye Jian, Ye Jian heard Tong Luda repeating He muttered, "The boundless falling wood is falling under the Xiaoxiao, the boundless falling wood is falling under the Xiaoxiao,,,,"
Ye Jian looked at shopkeeper Wang with confusion, and shopkeeper Wang whispered, "Our shopkeeper Tong Da is a fan of ancient poetry.
He collects ancient poems everywhere, but he often encounters various fragments, with the previous sentence but not the next sentence, which makes him think hard. , Shen Shen nagging.
At this time, Tong Luda had already reached the stairs of the second road and was about to go upstairs.
"The Yangtze River is rolling in."
Ye Jian said loudly to Tong Luda's back.
Shopkeeper Wang and the bookstore clerks were all startled.
They all knew that shopkeeper Tong had very strict rules and was rigid.
He didn't like the younger generation and his subordinates to be frivolous and noisy.
Ye Jian's inexplicable roar seriously violated Tong Luda's rule that his subordinates should not make loud noises in the bookstore.
Sure enough, Tong Luda had already stepped on the stairs with one foot.
He retracted his foot, turned around, and two sharp eyes shot over him, and his bookish aura fluctuated around him.
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