"Zhou Tian's?"
Jiang Ming guessed.
A gloomy one, most likely corresponding to Jun Qiuye; one with a tree on top, Tang Sanchui was already sitting in front of it.
He looked at them one by one.
Each one had a special feature, clearly corresponding to a person.
When he saw one of the stone steles, he felt in his heart: This is mine!
Jiang Ming immediately sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes, clearing his mind and stabilizing his emotions, before looking at the stele.
There was a red dot on the stone stele.
It was a drop of blood.
As his thoughts focused, a sea of blood appeared before him, eventually forming a huge human body.
"Path of the Physical Body!"
Jiang Ming realized and quickly immersed himself in it.
After a long time, he split his thoughts into two parts, one to comprehend the stele and the other to control various books floating on the distant shelves, then began to read them quickly.
He read while comprehending.
