Long Zai Tian was shocked when he saw the name of the book. Could it be that Shen Nong's Scripture was written by Shen Nong himself? But thinking about it, he felt that it was very likely. According to the genealogy, the ancestors of the Long family were all wealthy and famous martial artists. It was only because they were in a chaotic era and escaped the war that they settled down in this place and multiplied. Therefore, it was possible that they were related to the ancient gods! Just thinking about it made him excited.
Thinking about it again, in a feudal society with a dense hierarchy, who dared to compare themselves to gods and even write books? That was a great crime that could be beheaded, and it might even implicate nine families. Could it be that the author knew the importance of the matter and only wrote the book, so he did not dare to leave his name behind?
Who cares, let's not think too much about it. Maybe there's something else in the book. No matter what, the three Shennong Scriptures still aroused Long Zai Tian's great interest. He opened the book that had been eaten by worms. He slowly read it. If he didn't read it, he wouldn't know. He was shocked when he saw it. It was probably because of his current situation. As he read it, he suddenly jumped up and turned to look at his sleeping second brother. Fortunately, he didn't wake him up.
Long Zai Tian had been reading the opening chapter of the " Shen Nong Jing " with trembling hands. He was quite good at Chinese, so he roughly understood the meaning of the opening chapter of the " Shen Nong Jing ".
That was to say, the author of the book was originally a hermit who devoted himself to cultivation. He did not care about worldly fame and fortune. He was always reflecting on his body and mind. He lived in the sparsely populated wilderness to restrain some of his desires so that he could live forever.
During this period, he had visited many dangerous places such as mountains, valleys, rivers, forests, lakes, swamps, and other places in order to refine pills. He had also found many strange ores, herbs, and other items. However, using these things to refine pills failed, and then he threw them away. By chance, the nameless man found that the place where he used the waste residue to refine pills failed was more lush and vigorous than other places. Among them, there were fruit trees with ripe fruits. He picked a few and they tasted very good. This phenomenon attracted his attention, and he slowly looked for the reason. In the end, he found that it had something to do with the waste residue he poured out when he refined pills. After several experiments, he also found a way to control the growth of plants.
Later, the nameless man found the same materials and mixed them evenly in a piece of wasteland according to the original method. In his daily life, he would pick wild vegetables and fruits on them, and his body became more and more energetic. Although it was already past his 100th birthday, his body still didn't have any diseases. He still went out alone to visit the mountains and rivers. Looking at the young man in his prime, Nameless felt that his body wasn't inferior to theirs at all. He sighed and said," I'm content even if I can't live forever like this."
However, he still had regrets in his heart. He had no descendants, and his formula was a little shocking. He was afraid that the leak of the formula would cause social unrest at that time. However, he was unwilling, so he specially wrote the Shennong Sutra. He put it in a wooden box and hid it in a cave in a mountain. He hoped that those who were fated to learn the Shennong Sutra would learn the method on it. He also told them that this thing was very likely to attract many people's attention, so he had to keep it a secret and handle it carefully.
Long Zaitian's hands were not the only ones trembling. His entire heart was trembling. It was simply heaven-defying. Long Zaitian was like a martial arts student who suddenly obtained a martial arts secret manual from a grandmaster. He was also like a poor person who picked up a lottery ticket and won a five-million-yuan prize. He was even more like those daydreaming people who woke up to see the rain of money in the sky.
The knowledge inside was simply too heaven-defying. No wonder the Li Clan had developed so quickly and so brilliantly in his previous life. In just twenty years, they had become one of the top ten families in the country. Their power was at the center of the country, and their influence spread throughout the country. They had developed even faster than some of the red families.
He looked at his second brother who was still snoring loudly on the bed. After confirming that no one around him saw him, he confirmed again and again. Long Zaitian swiftly put all the other books on the bookshelf back into their original positions. He stopped reading the Shennong Sutra and used the key to open a locked cabinet. He took out some old clothes and stuffed the Shennong Sutra into it. Then, he put the clothes back and closed the cabinet and locked it. He pulled the lock with his hand and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that it was sturdy.
Returning to the bedside, Long Zaitian looked at his second brother again. Seeing that he didn't react and lay on the bed, his heart was in a mess. He thought about it and finally fell asleep.
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