Knowing his past, Xu Zongyi's emotions were extremely complicated.

One of his parents was being hunted down, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead. The other was being captured, and was being suppressed within his own clan.

"I have to get stronger. No matter what, my mother will definitely still be alive. I have to save her!" Xu Zongyi had already made up his mind, no matter how powerful his mother's clan was.

That night, he couldn't sleep at all. All he thought about was his parents. He had no choice but to put himself in the day courtyard.

His father had violated the marriage contract and was in the wrong of the Primal Chaos Phoenix Clan, but why would his mother suppress her?

He was afraid that there might be more hidden secrets that he did not know about.

However, no matter what, it was useless right now. He could only make himself stronger, and only then would he have the right to seek the truth.

When the hour came, he washed up, packed his bag, and walked out of the house.

Xiao E and the other servants also packed up their things and prepared to head to the Spring Festival Gym.

"Zong Yi, being in the Scripture Hall is no better than being in a sundry courtyard. You have to be careful in everything and don't cause any trouble." Xiao E spoke earnestly.

"Understood." Xu Zongyi chuckled, as if nothing had happened.

The two of them walked in different directions. After all, they were still at the Xu household. It would not be difficult for them to meet.

After leaving the east gate of the chore house, the Scripture Hall formed its own side.

The sky had already brightened, and a ray of sunlight had already scattered down.

The Scripture Hall was a complete entity. Its entire body was made of pitch-black ancient stones, giving people the feeling that it had experienced a long period of time before becoming immortal. It was truly a majestic body.

The walls of the hall were covered in verdant vegetation that brimmed with vitality.

Although it was still early in the morning, there were already many people entering and exiting the Scripture Hall.

There were only a handful of people who were able to work in the Scripture Hall because not everyone had the qualifications. Since the start, there had never been more than five people who were able to do so.

Xu Zongyi had just arrived at the door when a young man with a bamboo scroll in his hand walked out. He exuded a scholarly aura. He was handsome and well-mannered.

"You are Xu Zongyi?" The young man was around sixteen to seventeen years old, and there was a hint of childishness in his expression. He looked at Xu Zongyi and sighed emotionally in his heart, "He should be the youngest person to enter the Scripture Hall."

Xu Zongyi was acknowledged by the youth. After all, he was able to charge through the Soulshake Forest before even entering the cultivation realm. His talent was indeed outstanding, and it was no wonder that the Hall Master wanted him to enter the Scripture Hall.

Xu Zongyi had just arrived at this place. Although he was an extrovert, he did not dare to be impudent. After all, this opportunity was not easy to come by and he treasured it greatly.

"It's me." He quickly bowed.

"From today onwards, you will wipe the bookshelves, as well as the books and the dust on the ground." He smiled and returned the greeting.

"Brother, may I know what your name is?" Xu Zongyi asked.

"Xu Changping, you have to call me Senior Brother." He only left behind one sentence before entering the Scripture Hall. His demeanor was ethereal, leaving behind only the silhouette of his back.

"Senior?" I actually have a senior brother, then wouldn't I also have a master? "From today onwards, someone will teach me how to cultivate?" Xu Zongyi's smile was brilliant, his teeth were white, and he was in a very good mood: "Oh? Senior Brother, where do I want to live? "

"There's a small bamboo house in the backyard, you can live there." Xu Changping only left his voice.

Xu Zongyi hurriedly entered the Scripture Hall. It was only then that he discovered that this place was extremely large and took up far more land than he could imagine.

There were many books here, and he was extremely excited. He wanted to read one at random.

However, at this moment, Xu Changping's voice sounded out, "If you want to read the books here of a certain level, you need the permission of the hall master, or you need to use a grain storage point to exchange for the corresponding books. If you secretly read them, it will be a serious crime; in the bookcase on the left side of the entrance, there is a scroll, which contains the rules of the Scripture Hall, as well as a map.

The Xu family's Scripture Hall had strict rules.

Xu Zongyi jumped in fright, hurriedly putting down the bamboo block in his hand and taking a look at the book.

Only then did he know that the Scripture Hall was a formation based on the 16 divinities of the Primordial Innate Realm. If there was no one to receive it, it was very easy to get lost.

Although they did not activate the magical formation, not everyone could walk through the layout. Fortunately, every place had a destination marked on it.

The Scripture Temple was different from other places. It was the accumulation of the village's Xu culture and a symbol of their heritage.

Therefore, if one wanted to work in the Scripture Hall, they had to first familiarize themselves with the layout inside. Moreover, according to the changes of the world, the layout inside would also change along with it.

Xu Zongyi sucked in a deep breath, the excitement in his heart growing even stronger. He looked at the book in his hands and continued to read.

It turned out that the scriptures, techniques, and many other types of books in the Scripture Hall all had different ages. They were divided into Primordial Era, Primordial Era, Ancient Heaven, Ancient Earth, and Ancient Man.

The ancients were the era they lived in today.

The older the book, the more obscure the words would be. Only those with deep experience, natural talent, or great fortune would be able to understand the essence of the book.

However, it was not that the older the book, the better it was. There were also different levels. Heaven and Earth were mysterious yellow and the universe was vast and desolate. There were eight different levels, thus there were eight different regions.

Many people would use their own grain storage to exchange for books. The higher the rank of the book, the more points they would need.

If the books were damaged, the price would be even higher. This was equivalent to a felony, and the punishment would be extremely severe.

In the eyes of the village's Xu family, books were very important. They were the foundation that had been passed down from generation to generation.

For someone like Xu Zongyi, who loved books as if they were his life, they would naturally treasure them even more. Having a rough understanding of the rules of the Scripture Hall, he hurriedly passed through the Scripture Hall and arrived at the backyard.

There was a pool of water here. The water was extremely clear and light, giving off a very mysterious feeling. Even a single breath could make Xu Zongyi feel extremely comfortable.

"This water is definitely not simple!" Xu Zongyi was extremely excited, but he did not dare to act rashly.

Judging from the travel letters of some of the Xu ancestors from the village that he had read before, some people would pay any price to obtain a drop of water. Although this pool looked quite large, it was definitely not much.

Although Xu Zongyi really wanted to drink a mouthful, he managed to hold it in.

Beside the pond was a bamboo house. This place was very quiet and was a good place to cultivate. The Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth was especially abundant here.

He threw down his bag and looked around the room. There was a bed, a table, a chair, an oil lamp, a jar of rice, and a pot. He lifted it up and saw that his eyes had turned green.

Xu Zongyi was about to drool. There were seven grades to each grain level: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple. Purple was the upper grade.

It wasn't easy to advance between each rank, and the person who grew it had different requirements. People his age could easily produce a Violet Rank person as rare as phoenix feathers or qilin horns.

Purple-rank body strengthening rice was the main grain used by the Xu family to build the constitution of the beginner cultivators. It was very precious.

Normally, with how hard he worked, it was already not bad to be able to eat Scarlet Body Strengthening Rice. Yesterday, Xu Duan De took out the Purple Body Strengthening Rice to mock him for not having seen it before, let alone eating it.

Right now in the Scripture Hall, he was assigned 60 Jin. One could only imagine that the treatment here was considered good.

However, he did not stay for long. He immediately returned to the Scripture Hall and wiped the bookcases inside.

More and more people came to the Scripture Hall in the morning. There were a few children who couldn't conceal their envy for Xu Zongyi. They all hoped that the person wiping the shelves was themselves.

The owner of the Hall of Scriptures was even more powerful than the patriarch. He was one of the big shots of the Xu family.

If he entered this place, he would be like a disciple.

It was said that none of the people who walked out of the Scripture Hall were weak.

As far as Xu Changping was concerned, although he was only 16 years old, his strength was extraordinary. In the entire family of the Xu family, the only one who could compete with him was the Winter Court's Xu Gongming.

Originally, Xu Zongyi thought it would be easy to wipe the bookshelves, but he realized that he was wrong.

This was because the Scripture Palace was too large. It was impossible to wipe it all clean.

"Senior Brother, what do we do if we're hungry?" Xu Zongyi had wiped it from morning all the way to noon and had only finished a little. He was simply just the tip of the iceberg.

"You have rice in your house, go to the backyard and boil some water. Remember not to randomly take out the water in the pool. There's a well beside your house, cook it yourself." Xu Changping's voice immediately rang out.

"Thank you, Senior Brother." Xu Zongyi knew that this place wasn't like the one he was in at the Sun Inn. No matter what, he had to finish what he was doing first.

During his lunch break, he came to the backyard.

Only the disciples of the Scripture Hall were allowed to enter.

Xu Zongyi picked up a large iron pot and set it up. There was a pile of firewood in the backyard.

The pond was not far away. He wanted to take the water from the pond to boil the rice, but Xu Changping had already told him that he could only go to the well beside the bamboo house.

However, when he came to the water, he realized that he did not have any equipment with him. The water in this well was very different from the water in the pond.

"Ah, if only the pot was here." Although Xu Zongyi felt that the jar was useless, he suddenly recalled how good it was at this moment.

With a thought, a four-sided jar appeared in his hand.

"What's going on?" Xu Zongyi was shocked. He had not cultivated yet, but this object could still enter his body like this. It would then disappear along with his will and appear?

"Disappear!"

"Appear!"

"Go back!"

"Come out!"

After a few attempts, Xu Zongyi discovered that this jar was actually concealing itself along with his will. No matter what, it could be considered as opening a new world. He wondered just what other uses this jar had.

"Whatever, let's boil some water and cook first." He poured the water from the bucket into the four-sided clay pot, but discovered that none of the buckets were full. The bucket was clearly larger than the four-sided clay pot, and when he put the bucket down, he found that all of the water was already empty.

"Damn it!" Xu Zongyi hurriedly looked at the bottom of the four-sided jar, "It didn't leak water. Even if it did, I would have been able to see it. What's going on?"

He went to the well and poured another bucket of water into it. He was shocked to find the same result again. He swayed a little and heard the sound of water hitting the well. He suddenly remembered that there was still a dried up seed.

"Are they not dead?" Xu Zongyi was extremely excited as he held it in his hand. He had an extremely subtle feeling in his heart: "It sucked it clean?"

Some ancient species had extremely high demand for nutrients, and many great families might not be able to grow the nutrients within them in their entire lives.

This time, he once again poured water into a four-sided jar, only to discover that it had indeed not been completely sucked dry. This further proved that this seed was not dead, and as long as he properly nurtured it, it would definitely bear fruit. Thinking up to here, Xu Zongyi was extremely excited.

However, his own conditions were not as good as Xu Xindie's. It was already difficult for him to cultivate, let alone raise an ancient seed like this, it seemed like he still had to think of a way to accumulate even more wealth. He really wanted to cultivate, wanted to become stronger, and then rescue his mother.