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A few days later, the group left the palace.
In addition to Feng An, Lan Xin and Ye Shengge, there were also four guards with swords sent by Cao Wushe, who followed the car silently.
Ciyun Nunnery is located in the mountains and forests on the outskirts of Beijing. The environment is quiet and the incense is not prosperous, but it is also very peaceful.
The abbot was a kind-hearted old nun who was very respectful to the royal concubine's arrival and arranged the quietest courtyard.
After settling down, Ye Shengge asked the nun in the nunnery who was in charge of classics and pharmacopoeia on the pretext of looking for an ancient prescription for treating cold poison. The nun led him to a side hall where old books were piled up.
Ye Shengge rummaged through the dusty bookshelves, mostly ordinary Buddhist scriptures or medical books.Until he pulled out a thin book with yellowing paper and strange binding. The title was "The Holy Sun Kung Fu" written in handwriting.
He opened it casually, glanced over it, and his body suddenly froze.
What is drawn on the page is not a map of meridians, but a few simple chemical structural formulas, with modern terms such as "adrenaline synthesis pathway" and "testosterone bioavailability" marked next to it. Although the handwriting is clumsy and mixed with some classical descriptions, he will never admit the core content!
This...how is this possible?
His heart was beating wildly, and he suppressed his shock and continued to read.
Concepts such as "electrolyte balance and internal energy operation" and "neurotransmitters and mind control" are also mentioned later. Although superficial, the ideas are undoubtedly the content of modern science.
"Master," Ye Shengge took the book and found the nun who was leading the way, "I don't know where this book "Holy Sun Techniques" came from? The content... is quite strange."
The nun glanced at it and said with a smile: "This is the book the donor is talking about. It was left by Master Yunxiang who was here during the Great Zhou Dynasty. I heard from Master that Master Yunxiang came from the palace and had some weird knowledge."
"She copied this book, saying it was written by Yang Boqi, a famous nine-thousand-year-old man from the Great Zhou Dynasty. However, the words and pictures in it are like a heavenly book, and no one can understand it, so it has been lost here."
Yang Boqi?Nine thousand years old?Time traveler!Ye Shengge is almost certain.
This powerful eunuch from the previous dynasty was actually a time traveler, and he left something like this behind!His leaving this book was definitely not without purpose.
"That's it." Ye Shengge said calmly, "The idea of this book is strange. Maybe it can shed some new light on the concubine's cold syndrome. I wonder if I can borrow it for a few days?"
"Since the donor is someone close to the imperial concubine, just take it." The nun had no doubt that he was there.
Ye Shengge carefully put the book away, feeling excited.This may be an opportunity, an opportunity to understand the world and change your destiny.
However, when he returned to the Zen monastery where Su Qingwan rested with the book in hand, he realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
Feng An was anxious at the entrance of the hospital. When he saw him coming back, he grabbed him and said, "Little Ye Zi, you are back! Hurry, go and see the empress!"
"What's wrong?"
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