In this dull era, with nothing else to do... reading was undoubtedly a great pleasure.
Fu Hua picked up the book she had left unfinished and continued reading. It was a volume on Confucianism, but many of its ideas were quite in line with Taoism and gave Fu Hua considerable inspiration.
She gained a deeper understanding of the mysteries of heaven and earth.
Time passed quickly. Fu Hua put down her book and looked to her left, where Cang Xiaoxuan was hugging a scroll and watching her.
"Blockhead, are you done reading?"
Seeing Fu Hua put down the book, Cang Xiaoxuan hurriedly asked.
"Not yet. I'll stop here for now!"
Fu Hua shook her head. Many of the passages were too profound, and she needed to ponder them carefully.
"Oh, right... that girl has already woken up. How did things go when you spoke with her earlier?"
"She seemed all right. For now, she doesn't appear to be bad by nature!"
Fu Hua recalled her interactions with Wu Qing'e and gave a fair assessment.
"What about you? What did you learn?"
Fu Hua turned to Cang Xiaoxuan again. As the Armed Doll of the Book of Cang Xuan, she was not merely a weapon given human form; she had also inherited many of Cang Xuan's abilities.
It had not been entirely accurate to say that the Book of Cang Xuan was equivalent to Suiren's "Hetu Luoshu." More precisely, it was Fuxi's Eight Trigrams Diagram, created based on Suiren's "Hetu" and "Luoshu."
Or rather, their nature was more or less the same: cosmic computers from ancient times. Looking up to observe the signs of heaven and looking down to study the laws of earth—trigrams, line symbols... for the Book of Cang Xuan, divination and fortune-telling were among its primary functions.
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