Beyond the Divine States Chapter 68: : Name on paper

The ring-shaped space expands enormously. Behind the glass-like transparent stone wall, white light sources are constantly pouring in, illuminating this huge field.

The wooden cabinets and bookshelves are equally huge, just like the steep cliffs in the canyon, with countless carved cliffs.

Ning Changjiu walked into it, wearing a white robe like a jewel into the sea, extremely small.

Although it is said that the road to the mountain of books is based on diligence, when these mountains lie in front of you, how can you really read them all?

What's more, this is just the tip of countless mountains in the world.

Ning Changjiu knew that in this world, there are really people who can prove the truth by reading books, learn to be rich in three mountains and four seas, wander about eight poles and six folds, follow the law to give pointers to the world, and the wonderful pens and flowers are thousands of miles away.

It was an extremely mysterious and magnificent realm, but it didn't suit him.

Although he has been forced to read many books since he was a child, he still doesn't like to read, because learning Hai must use hard work as a raft, and he seeks the illusory road, not the benefit and suffering between books.

He walked into it, glanced across the spine of the book, opened two books from time to time, and took a few glances and sent them back.

Time is like water. In a blink of an eye, today's sword repair is over. Many disciples walked down the stairs and came to read the book.

Ning Changjiu knew that Xiaoling should also be back.

He stopped reading and walked outside.

Several disciples of the inner sect who were innocent of their sword clothes noticed him, because this is Neifeng quietly, so you can’t talk loudly, so Ning Changjiu just saw them pointing to him. .

He didn't care about those gazes and walked straight forward.

Walking through the wooden stairs and going up against the flow of people, when Ning Changjiu returned to the door, his expression was slightly different, because he saw Ning Xiaoling sitting at her table with a stack of books, looking excitedly With oneself.

"Xiaoling, you are so courageous. Come in brazenly, so you are not afraid of being embarrassed by the same elder brother and sister?" Ning Changjiu smiled and asked curiously.

Ning Xiaoling said frankly: "Of course I am not afraid."

Ning Changjiu raised his brows slightly and asked, "Who borrowed your courage?"

Ning Xiaoling pointed to the stack of books, and said: "This is the privilege of marrying the sister in person. Because Xiaoling is illiterate, Master asked me to learn how to read with my brother every day. I can stay for up to an hour and a half. That's it."

Ning Changjiu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled angrily: "I can't read and I'm so happy?"

Ning Xiaoling smiled and said: "Isn't this silly."

Ning Changjiu suddenly remembered what happened yesterday, and the originally very relaxed mood was smoothed by himself. Let Ning Xiaoling this little girl spy on her own joys, angers, sorrows and joys, always feeling strange.

And Ning Xiaoling looked at herself expectantly.

Ning Changjiu comforted himself and said, just to give himself a little pressure, no matter how hard he cultivates his mind, if he can cultivate Gu Bo without being surprised, there is nothing to worry about.

"Okay." Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "But you have to promise me that you must study hard and never deliberately delay the progress."

Ning Xiaoling said twice, and then worried: "Brother, will I delay your practice like this?"

Ning Changjiu replied: "Brother does not practice." Ning Xiaoling was surprised, and said: "On weekdays, there are few people in this inner peak. There shouldn't be anyone disturbing you. Brother, don't slack off, you are like this for three years. How can I beat sister Xianger later."

Ning Changjiu said: "Isn't there three more years?"

Ning Xiaoling sighed with her forehead and said: "Brother, are you arrogant and abandoning yourself?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Don't think too much, brother is just... sharpening the knife."

Ning Xiaoling immediately thought of the proverb, and blurted out: "Will you sharpen your knife and chop wood by mistake?!"

Well... and this Chai is himself.

Ning Changjiu smiled, and said: "Since it's the master who has his life, let me start teaching you literacy, don't waste time."

Ning Xiaoling said, and immediately sat upright.

"Then I will teach you the most basic strokes first, squeeze it in any direction, bend the hook... Wait for the brother to run the pen and write it for you."

"Good."

Ning Changjiu grinds and dips in a piece of rice paper, spreads out a piece of rice paper, presses it down with a paperweight, and infiltrates the ink on it, fainting out the strokes straightly, lining the white rice paper with a warm beauty.

"Brother's words are so beautiful." Ning Xiaoling sighed sincerely.

Ning Changjiu said helplessly: "You don't know it."

Ning Xiaoling said seriously: "You don't need to know it. It's like watching a stranger. I don't know who he is, but I can tell if it looks good or not."

Ning Changjiu gave her a wrist, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "After only one day of cultivation, I have become so clever?"

Ning Xiaoling stuck out her tongue and said: "I have always been smart."

Ning Changjiu smiled faintly, and continued to write, introducing Ning Xiaoling one by one the names and writing order of these strokes.

Half an hour later, Ning Changjiu probably finished the strokes and asked: "Have you remembered?"

"Remember!" Ning Xiaoling said to herself.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Learning so fast, it seems that it won't take long to be a teacher."

Ning Xiaoling quickly stroked her head and said in a dazed manner: "Oh, I learned the latter and forgot the previous one. It seems that I still need more guidance from the seniors!"

Ning Changjiu couldn't help but laughed, and said sternly: "Go on, I will tell you some of the simplest and most commonly used first."

Ning Xiaoling shook her head and said: "Don't."

Ning Changjiu glanced at her suspiciously.

Ning Xiaoling said seriously: "I want to learn the name first, my name, and the name of the senior brother, the name of the married master, and the name of sister Zhao Xianger."

Ning Changjiu was taken aback for a moment, with a gentle smile, the pen was polished by the inkstone, and when he fell on the paper, he was soft and agile, and he wrote the word "age" for Xiaojiabiyu.

"This is Ning Xiaoling's age character, consisting of a tooth and a Ling character."

"It's so complicated."

"Well, it is said that in the wildfire mountain range of the Northern Wilderness, there is a family of giants named Panri. They carved the holy orders with the teeth of the first giant kings, as the royal family inheritance, which is somewhat coincidental with this age."

"It's scary... well, it's also disgusting." Ning Xiaoling covered her cheek, and suddenly felt a little phantom pain in her teeth.　　 Ning Xiaoling took the pen, and after writing it crookedly a few times, Ning Changjiu continued to talk about the word "Changjiu".

"These two words are very simple, they are as clean as a brother." Ning Xiaoling praised sincerely, then after thinking about it, she plausibly showed off her few knowledge: "The name of the brother has a very good meaning, and it will last forever. ……Long Shi Jiusheng……"

Ning Changjiu chuckled softly: "The brother didn't call this name originally."

Ning Xiaoling gave a hum, and nodded: "I didn't have my surname originally Ning, I changed my surname after my master. By the way, what do you remember my brother's previous name?"

Ning Changjiu said: "My name was Zhang Jiu."

Ning Xiaoling was a little disappointed and said: "Somewhat ordinary."

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "Yes, Master doesn't like my name, so he changed it to Changjiu."

The master here is of course the master of the previous life.

He never met the master, but she knew her name and changed her name.

He vaguely felt that there were other flavors in this matter, but he couldn't figure it out at this moment.

Ning Xiaoling took the pen confidently and said: "I learned it!"

After that, with a stroke of a big pen, he wrote the word "Changjiu" on the rice paper.

"The strokes are wrong..."

"The meaning is right."

"Um... well." Ning Changjiu said helplessly: "I hope people will last, it is really embarrassing."

So the conversation sounded from time to time during the past few hours.

"It's a good name to marry the master, the girl is home, and the daughter is home."

"Do you know the family character?"

"Know, the home of a family with the same life as the sky."

……

"Sister Xiang'er's words are too complicated, it's harder to write than age."

"Well, the word Xiang is very interesting. Add a soil next to Xiang, which means soil, which means soil. You passed out that day and didn’t hear your sister Xiang’er talking on the Jiu Lingtai. It's a pity."

"What did you say?"

"She said, um...she said that she was a clay figure made by the Queen of Heaven's Niang Niang with nine days of breathing soil. At this moment, she burned into a beautiful little porcelain figure, so she erased the earth character and changed her name to Xiang. Talking nonsense seriously for a long time.

"Uh, really..." Ning Xiaoling heard it dizzy.

"Senior brother deceived you to do what, your sister Xiang'er has a big background."

"Then brother will be beaten by then."

"...Where did you turn your elbow?"

……

This is the first night of practice at the peak of the cave.

Ning Xiaoling has already left. Ning Changjiu looked at the table full of rice paper for writing and painting. The center of Mingming was alive, but it was fleeting and unable to catch it.

He furrowed his brows slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, in the gap of a piece of paper, he wrote the words "Ning Changjiu" and the words "Zhang Jiu" again.

At night, when the wind passed over the mountains, Wan Lai was crying, Ning Changjiu stood still, staring at his own name for a long time.