Old Daoist Sansu stroked the scripture scroll and said, "Within this scroll, there may be a method that you need, Fellow Daoist..."
Jin Zhixing's heart stirred, but he outwardly showed surprise. "What? You have not read it yourself either, Fellow Daoist?"
Old Daoist Sansu revealed a somewhat complicated expression. "I have examined it no fewer than five times, yet every time I finished reading it, I forgot it all. It would be fine if I only forgot what was written in the scroll, but this old Daoist always felt that I had forgotten something else as well. That is why I never dared look at it again..."
He raised his head. "Thus, I must remind you, Fellow Daoist: whether to read this scroll is something you must consider carefully."
Jin Zhixing did not take the warning lightly. A cautious expression appeared on his face. After thinking for a moment, he pointed at the scripture scroll again and asked, "Then let me ask you this, Fellow Daoist. Has anyone in the past left behind any insights or annotations on this scroll?"
Old Daoist Sansu sighed. "That is precisely the difficulty. I searched through the entire Scripture Repository, yet there were no annotations whatsoever concerning this book. It is as if I am the only one who remembers it. If I were to forget as well, perhaps no one would know this scripture scroll existed."
Jin Zhixing looked at it. "Is it truly so extraordinary?"
Daoist Sansu said, "It is indeed so. Therefore, I suspect this book may be one of the scriptures passed down by the Dao Ancestor."
Jin Zhixing knew that this place differed from Celestial Xia. Celestial Xia held that the Dao methods of today had been compiled and established by countless predecessors over many generations. Yet in this