When the two came to the courtyard, He Xinyue stood under a peach tree and looked back at him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info"I haven't seen you for many days, but Mr. Li is the ...... I think very highly of myself......" she patted the trunk of the peachwood, the rough bark a little awkward, "why do you think that my wine ...... Is it brewed for you? ”

"I won't drink what you brewed for me, and when I smell it, I know that it has ruined the wine jar."

Spoiled the jar of wine...... He Xinyue took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "You don't like it, and I didn't ask you to drink it." ”

is so accustomed to arguing, for a while, the two were silent. He Xinyue stood in the shadow of the tree, the moon was in the sky, and Li Yu was standing in the moonlight in white clothes. She looked at him and was the first to break the silence: "You have always liked to wear colorful clothes, why did you wear such plain clothes this time?" ”

His answer was still so spontaneous: "I like it." ”

When he said this, He Xinyue had to lose: "Also, who is not allowed to change the taste occasionally......"

Li Yu asked her, "When are you leaving?" She had just returned, and his question seemed very abrupt, but she still replied seriously: "I don't know, I only came back to see Dean Gu Le, and I won't stay in Jiayou for long." ”

"I'm getting married in five days, and I'm still thinking that if you're done before then, I'll go with you."

Regardless of He Xinyue's surprise, Li Yu continued: "The son of Dezhao is good at everything, but he spoils her daughter too much. At this time, what kind of marriage is there to do! ”

As a star warrior, Li Yu and Luo Yan are much more sensitive to the affairs of the cultivation world than her. He Xinyue didn't understand the subtext of Luo Yan's sentence "eventful autumn" and Li Yu's sentence, and on the third day after returning to Jiayou, she met Dean Gu Le in the library pavilion.

The 52nd floor and above of the Library Pavilion were destroyed in the fire, but from the first to the 52nd floor, they were still the same as before, and even the two old men who were always sitting behind the mahogany platform and flipping through the scrolls were exactly the same as when she first met, as if there had never been a disaster here, as if everything was still the same as at the beginning.

Although he has been in Jiayou for nearly three years, this is the first time He Xinyue has met Dean Gu Le. His eyes were a little strangely gray, and she remembered a rumor she had heard - Gu Le's eyes couldn't see at all! The world doesn't know why this venerable cultivator lost his sight in the Icy Demon Plain, but these gray eyes add a legendary color to his story anyway, making people sigh and sigh every time they think about it.

Li Yu and Luo Yan were on their side, and Dean Gu Le told him everything he knew about the descendants of the Moors at He Xinyue's request, and then said, "Just let that kid stay in Jiayou temporarily, you still have to do one thing for the academy before you go to the Frozen Demon Plain." ”

From this, He Xinyue really knew what happened on this Star Stone Continent during the time she was in Xiyin Hongnan City.

Yingyue Empire, the imperial capital of Nazhan City, the Imperial Star Law Training Academy.

Without saying a word, he walked into the main hall of this ancient language pavilion with not very powerful steps, and everyone in the hall immediately got up, bowed and saluted, and respectfully called him: "Master." ”

Without saying a word, he returned the salute one by one, and then walked straight to the only wooden chair in the main hall. Xia Tianwan stood behind his own teacher Xuanshu and peeked at this famous master in the ancient language world. What is too old to move, and it looks very energetic! She secretly slandered in her heart.

Looking at Xia Tianwan's expression, Tang Jian on the side knew that she was definitely thinking carefully, so he raised his hand and patted her head gently, signaling her to be a little more reserved.

Xia Qianwan suffered such a sudden for no reason, a big white eye was thrown at Tang Jian, and she was ready to fight back, but Xuan Shu in front of her coughed lightly as if she was aware of it, and Xia Tianwan immediately didn't dare to move.

The people of the ancient language circles of the Six Kingdoms were already exhausted after several days of hurrying, but as soon as they came to the imperial courtyard, they were summoned to this hall before they had time to rest and recuperate. There is no opinion in their hearts that it is false, but they also know the priority of the matter, and the royal family and cultivation circles of Yingyue and even the Six Kingdoms are staring at this stone tablet, and they dare not delay, so they can only ignore the hospitality of Yingyue Imperial Court for the time being.

The silent master did not have any polite words, and as soon as he took his seat, he asked people to carry the stone tablet into the hall. In fact, the facsimile of the text on this stone tablet was sent here a few days ago before these people in the ancient language world, and it must have been seen without saying a word. It's just that the facsimile can't replace the thing itself, and maybe the stele itself has its own extraordinary.

The stele was carried in by several strong cultivators, not because the stele weighed, but because it was more solemn than one person. Several cultivators stepped on one step at a time, and although Xia Tianwan felt that it was completely unnecessary to do so-even if she smashed it with a sledgehammer, the stone tablet would not necessarily drop a piece of crumbs, after all, it was struck by thunder - but she didn't have the courage to say it with a big grin.

After the stele was placed firmly in the center of the main hall, he stood up without saying a word and walked towards the stele step by step. At this time, Xia Tianwan's sharp eyes found that his steps trembled slightly, and he didn't know if it was really because his legs and feet were bad, or because he was too excited.

In fact, for this stone stele, the people in the ancient language circles of the Six Kingdoms are more or less in awe. The status of the Sixth First Emperor in the hearts of the people of the Star Stone Continent was incomprehensible to an outsider, and she could only get a glimpse of it from Tang Jian or Nan Huai Xuanyin when they reverently exhaled the phrase "Worship the First Emperor" from time to time.

Compared with ordinary people, compared with ordinary cultivators, people who study ancient languages are more persistent in the history of the Six First Emperors in the era of conquest and before it, but because most of the various scripts on the Star Stone Continent before the establishment of the Six Kingdoms and the unification of writing have disappeared, the materials that directly record that period of history are rarely circulated due to the frequent wars and long time, so that history is like being shrouded in fog and unpredictable for everyone. All they know now is written in the voice of the royal historians or literati after the establishment of the Six Kingdoms. If you are not in the world, you can't know what is happening in the world. I have to say that this is an irreparable regret for mankind.

The birth of this stele is a sign of something, and then they don't know what it portends.

Without saying a word, he walked to the center of the main hall, bent down in front of the stone tablet, and reverently shouted: "Worship the first emperor." ”

Everyone present then saluted the stone tablet and shouted in unison: "Worship the First Emperor—"

After doing this for a while, he put his hand on the stone tablet without saying a word, as if he was touching it carefully, and as if he was caressing it gently. After a moment, he raised his hand and beckoned an Imperial Academy student beside him and ordered, "Bring the things." ”

Stuff? Everyone watched and waited to see what the man would come up with. The result was disappointing, and what was brought was nothing more than ordinary pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, with nothing special.

After experiencing this disappointment, Xia Tianwan pursed his lips and secretly guessed what this master wanted to do. Then, I heard the words of silence and earnestness: "If the Six Kingdoms can survive this catastrophe, a hundred years later, it should not be our group of old men recorded in the history books." The ancient world needs successors. ”