Ze Tian Ji Chapter 205: Go to Lingnan

The fence was pushed down, the night breeze could enter and exit more quickly, the temperature around the cottage became lower, and the oil lamp in the house looked particularly dim compared to the starlight that sprinkled the courtyard. Chen Changshen went to the yard, looks at The middle-aged man on the stone wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

Xun Mei was an amazing talent in the past. Now in Mausoleum of Books, Study Stele is more than 30 years old. I do n’t know how much Cultivation has grown. Naturally I know that these youngsters came behind him and said, “I ’m not afraid, There is nothing to be embarrassed about, but I know that he is not as good as him now, so what's the point of going out? "

Zheqiu has been expelled from the tribe since he was a child. He survived and grew up in battle. Although he knows that this middle-aged man has a very high level of strength, he still cannot accept this attitude. The other party? Trapped yourself in Mausoleum of Books, does it make any sense? "

Xun Mei's voice became a bit lonely: "I have been in Mausoleum of Books for already for thirty-seven years. I have not communicated with the outside world. I gave up my favorite calligraphy and painting of youngster. I spend all my time Study Stele Enlightenment and cultivation meditation, but I still ca n’t catch up with him, and I also want to know what the meaning of being alive is. "

"Do you know the current level of Wang Po?" Tang Thirty Six was a bit surprised, saying: "I thought the mountains were unknown, you will ask us."

"Every year after the end of Grand Examination, Mausoleum of Books will come to newcomers. Every once in a while, Senior Brother will send someone to see me. I don't care much about other world affairs. I don't care who is the emperor, but I want to know the status of Wang Po. So I know his status, every year. "

Xun Mei stood up and looked at the night outside the Mausoleum of Books and the faintly visible Capital lights, saying: "The year I entered the Mausoleum of Books, he was the top of the Proclamation of the Azure Clouds list, and then I knew that he entered the Proclamation of Golden Distinction, ranked second, and later He entered the Proclamation of Liberation and was again in front of Xiao Zhang. I think he should be happy at that moment. "

Tianliang Wang Po, Painted Armor Xiao Zhang, which are celebrities an era earlier than Chen Changshen, and today Qiushan Jun status seems to be the true strongman of today's Continent, Xun Mei should have the same name as them, but because of Mausoleum of Books Study Stele never went out, and was gradually forgotten by Continent. At least people like Chen Changshen didn't know it.

"If you haven't stayed in Mausoleum of Books all the time, there must be your name on Proclamation of Liberation, and it is very likely to be in the top five." Tang Thirty Six looks at he said

Xun Mei turned around, and the three looks at youngster said: "The top five ... it is indeed a beautiful already, but after all, it is not the first, after all, should it be behind him?"

Tang Thirty Six is unable to understand this mentality, and said, "Will you stay in Mausoleum of Books and be forgotten by the world, can you get peace?"

"Mausoleum of Books is possible, it is the only possibility for me to surpass Wang Po."

Xun Mei The chill between the eyebrows is getting stronger and stronger, but it is not scary, it just seems more and more firm: "As long as I stay in Mausoleum of Books and continue Study Stele Enlightenment, one day, I can successfully reach Mausoleum of Books Ding, understand Heavenly Dao true meaning, how can Wang Po be my opponent by that day? "

The courtyard is quiet. I don't know what little animals got out of the fallen fence and made a rustling sound, it seems to be opposing this statement.

"Senior, how many monuments have you seen in these thirty-seven years?" Chen Changshen asked suddenly.

Listening to this question, Xun Mei frowned slightly, thinking about it seriously with his head down, and then said, "In the first year, I spent three months to understand seventeen monuments, and that summer came down. It was a big rainstorm, and then the speed dropped. In winter, I watched five or six more? "

Thirty-seven years in Mausoleum of Books, this period is too long, so that the details of the earliest time, already forgot a lot, and need to be carefully recalled to be able to remember. He seriously recalled the snow and rain once, and said, "It seems that I saw four monuments in the second year, and three in the third year? I can't remember it."

He shook his head and looked at Chen Changshen and said, "I really can't remember the total number."

"But obviously, your Study Stele speed is getting slower and slower." Chen Changshen hesitated for a moment and said: "I'm rude, maybe you can't remember how many monuments you have seen in these 37 years, but you It should be remembered that how many youngster of already failed to read another inscription on the monument.

Xun Mei body small shock, his face became a bit pale, and the old clothes full of oil trembled in the night wind.

"In just three months, I can read the inscriptions on seventeen Stone Steles. This kind of gifted understanding is really admirable and very amazing. I believe that if that stone house was not destroyed by Your Majesty Taizong , We should see your name on it, but ... "

Tang Thirty Six shook his head and said, "Since you can only reach this step with your natural understanding, why do you have to continue to suffer here? I remember very clearly that Wang Po only watched for a year at Mausoleum of Books, Thirty-one Stone Stele left. "

Xun Mei's eyes suddenly lighted up, like a child eager to express himself, saying continuously: "Although I can't remember how many Stone Stele I have read, I'm sure it will definitely exceed 31. I see more than Stone Stele he sees "

"So what?"

Tang Thirty Six used to be a student of Heavenly Academy. looks at, a middle-aged man in Luotuo, wanted to help each other subconsciously. Listening to this remark, I was sad, and sighed: "With the talent of Wang Po, if he continues to be in Mausoleum of Books After staying for a few more years, I can definitely read a few more Stone Steles, but why did he leave resolutely? Just because he knew his limits were there, and continued to stay here, even if he could watch a few more Stone Steles and pass away in Mausoleum of Books Years are not proportional, that is a waste. "

Xun Mei was a little angry at hearing this, but found that he didn't know how to refute, and he couldn't help holding it for a while, and the courtyard in front of the cottage became quiet again.

"You mean ... I have been wasting my life in Mausoleum of Books these years?"

He shook his head, his voice trembled and said, "No, his talent and understanding are far better than me. Besides Mausoleum of Books, what else can help me surpass him? Yes, now he is still above me, but If I ca n’t even surpass him outside Ling in Mausoleum of Books, what hope can I have if I leave Mausoleum of Books? "

"Stone Stele in Mausoleum of Books can help us cultivation, but there are many things outside Mausoleum of Books that can help us cultivation, otherwise why would Wang Po become so powerful?"

Zheqiu, who hasn't been much talked about, suddenly said.

Xun Mei frowned, and said, "What can Mausoleum of Books do to help us cultivation more than Stone Stele with the supreme ingenuity?"

"There are many."

Zheqiu said indifferently: "Fight, wind and rain, heaven and earth itself, and poverty and bitter cold. Most importantly, there is life and death outside Mausoleum of Books."

Xun Mei opened his mouth slightly, speechless for a long time.

In the looks at scene, Chen Changshen has a lot of emotions in it.It is clear that Zheqiu is only youngster, and the realm of strength is far worse than Xun Mei. At this time, he talks to Xun Mei like a teacher educates children-on a snowy field. Difficult to grow up, wolf-child has a more real and accurate knowledge of the world than Dao Practitioner, which has been in Mausoleum of Books for 37 years.

"But ... it's thirty-seven years ..."

Xun Mei turned to look at Mausoleum of Books in night, and looked a little stunned, saying to himself: "There are still many Stone Stele on it, I do n’t know how to read it, I really want to know. If I can Go to the top of the tomb, read those monuments, and master Heavenly Dao true meaning, you will definitely be able to beat Wang Po. How can I be willing to leave like this?

After saying this, he shook his head with a wry smile and walked out of the courtyard.

The starlight was falling in the courtyard and also on his hair. I do n’t know if it was a problem with light. Chen Changshen always felt that I saw a few white hairs. For a time, the night breeze seemed to be a little colder. ,

"Where is he going?"

looks at Xun Mei There are some dejected backs, showing a slight stunt, Chen Changshen is a little worried whether he is too excited.

Tang Thirty Six said with some pity: "It should be to go to Mausoleum of Books to see the monument ... For thirty-seven years, maybe he has done this every night."

The starlight is very bright, which is used to write or have some difficulties, but it can be used for Study Stele, and there is faint light in Mausoleum of Books. Many people who want to come to Study Stele are also picking up the night view.

"He's not going to Study Stele."

The expression on Zheqiu's face suddenly changed. looks at gradually disappeared in Xun Mei in Yelin, saying, "The way to Study Stele is in Lingbei, he is going to the south."

Tang Thirty Six froze and said, "Is it confusing, but went the wrong way?"

Chen Changshen has some regrets, saying: "The seniors were in the tombs or were unclear, but the situation was different, and we felt that the correct truth did not make sense to him. And we are juniors, after all, those Is it too much? "

"Wrong is wrong, wasting life is wasting life, it has nothing to do with seniors and juniors." Zheqiu said blankly.

"Hmm ... I want to follow along and hope nothing happens."

Chen Changshen walked out of the fence, and Tang Thirty Six followed. Zheqiu looks at fell to the ground for a while, and left the cottage.

This cottage is southwest of Mausoleum of Books. After the forest walks not far south, you can hear the roar of dozens of waterfalls in Lingnan.

In night, the figure of Xun Mei can be seen faintly. The three youngster walked along, passing through the water like spring rain, and came to the Stony Ground full of shallow canals

The starlight sprinkled on the Stony Ground, the clear water in the canal was shaking gently, and the picture was very beautiful.

Xun Mei stepped over those shallow canals, stepped out of the water, and wet his clothes, but he was disregarded and looked a little bit lost.

He came to Divine Avenue, looked up to the top of Mausoleum of Books, his expression was slightly hesitant.

Thirty-seven years, countless days and nights, he just wanted to go there, but unfortunately he still couldn't.

Although this Divine Avenue leads directly to Mausoleum of Books, he has no way to go up.

Because the man was wearing armor, he sat in the gazebo in front of Divine Avenue.

(Today ’s state is not good, just this chapter, write eight thousand words tomorrow, and strive for the next plot in one go. The next paragraph is a drama I particularly like, and it ’s not natural to play basketball in Lingnan Yes, but then suddenly thought, in fact, the nuclear stuff is the same.)