The Liulin Academy of Nuoda is deserted, although this is the case, but it can also show the grand occasion of the year. Hundreds of years of heritage flow through the buildings, and there is a sense of excellence everywhere. I think that there were many Confucianism here back then, and the crown was gathered. Many students come from all over the world, absorbing the nutrition of knowledge and pursuing the true meaning of learning. And how many well-known scholars are proud to be invited by Liulin Academy to give lectures here.

Niu Tianci silently walked through the courtyard covered with golden leaves, and his thoughts drifted away. It would be nice if this place could be turned into a Wo Niu Academy. The hardware facilities here are much stronger than those of Woniu Academy, and it is not as closed as Cangshan Mansion, and the foundation for development here is better than Cangshan Mansion, and the space is broader. You must find a way to get Liulin Academy into your hands.

A few people walked to a building, looking at this large-scale building, Niu Tianci didn't know what it was for.

"This is the Library. The number of books here is second in Dayan, and no one dares to say third. Hundreds of years of collection, many of the only books are believed not even in the palace. Old man Zhuang proudly introduced.

"Shall we go in and have a look, then?" Long Xingrong rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Then you must be careful, don't dare to make a sound. Disturb Mr. Simon, he will hit someone. Old man Zhuang whispered to everyone, then gently opened the door a little, and after probing in to observe, he waved at everyone. Everyone followed Old Man Zhuang and crept into the library pavilion.

Oh my God, what a big place, so many books. The rows of bookshelves almost reached the beams. If you want to see the top book, you can't borrow the ladder without borrowing. A few people didn't dare to go upstairs, so they looked around for their favorite books on the first floor.

"Big brother, you actually have a complete set of "Longsheng Ceremony" in it. Great, I've never seen a whole set. Oh my God, this was printed a hundred years ago, and it's so well preserved. ”

Long Xingrong stroked the envelope of "Longsheng Ceremony" and couldn't put it down. His voice was a little loud, and Niu Tianci wanted to remind him that it was too late.

"Who's making a fuss here?"

A roar was followed by the sound of thumping footsteps. I saw a young man with a disheveled head, bare feet and open chest, and a long sword in his hand, walking down from the stairs on the second floor. This man is in his twenties, with a hard face, good facial features, and an angry face. He walked quickly to the crowd. The long sword pointed at Long Xingrong.

"Put the book down. Don't you see the prompt in the reading notice? Touching a book without gloves is very damaging to the book. It's not easy to keep these books to this day, and you look like you're also a reader, but why don't you know how to cherish them? ”

Long Xingrong hurriedly put down the book and bent down to give a salute.

"This gentleman. I was excited when I saw these books next, and I didn't notice the explanation, and I ask for your forgiveness for the inappropriateness. ”

After the man put down his long sword and nodded, he turned to the old Zhuang Tou and said, "Old Zhuang, before you bring someone into the library next time." Be sure to tell them what to look out for. All the books stored here are precious books, and if one is damaged, the loss is immeasurable, remember. ”

Old man Zhuang only had a submissive share in front of this person, and he didn't dare to say a word. The man turned his face to look at Niu Tianci, and his eyes stayed on the jade plate on Niu Tianci's waist for a moment.

"Are you a Jizhou cow?"

"It's exactly below, may I ask your surname, sir?" Niu Tianci asked with a fist.

"Don't ask, don't ask, where don't you meet in life."

After the man finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and patted Niu Tianci on the shoulder three times. After opening a door in the library pavilion, he said to everyone: "I am studying historical books, so don't disturb me if you have nothing to do." Please come back. With that, he turned around and walked up to the second floor.

Old man Zhuang hurriedly led everyone out of the library pavilion, and then closed the door carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Long Xingrong asked Old Man Zhuang: "Who is this person?" ”

"He is the only one left in the academy to teach Mr. Simon. With you here today, Mr. Simon did not punish me. Okay, don't ask, let's go. ”

In the middle of the night, Niu Tianci quietly left the bedroom. Quickly come to the courtyard gate. I saw that Hong Tu was waiting for him there.

"They're all asleep?"

"Sleep, young master, go, the old slave guards the door for you."

Niu Tianci hugged Hong Tu tightly, and then flashed out of the courtyard door and ran in the direction of the academy. Hong Tu looked at the Tianci vigorous figure, and couldn't help nodding and smiling. The Yan family has a queen. The young master is so outstanding, how can Hong Tu not be happy. He looked up at the starry sky and whispered: "Brother, the young master is back, your blood has not been shed in vain, you can rest in peace." ”

The high wall of the academy was no different from peace for Niu Tianci, and he came to the courtyard in a few flights, and came to the library according to the direction of memory. I saw a light on the second floor of the library like a bean, the window was ajar, and the door on that floor was also open. Niu Tianci nodded, it seemed that he had guessed well. Mr. Simon was hinting that he was working the third shift at night and came to the library to look for him.

Niu Tianci stabilized his mind and was about to step into the library pavilion. At this moment, a string sound came, and Tianci immediately stopped and listened carefully. After listening carefully, he suddenly felt his blood spurting, and Niu Tianci hurriedly ran the Divine Dragon Technique to stabilize his mind.

At the beginning of this song, it was a decisive battle between the two armies, and Niu Tianci only felt for a while that the sound moved the world and the tile house was falling. The sound of gold, drums, swords, and men and horses came and went, and then fell silent. The victory and defeat have been decided, a long song of grief sounded, and the heroic Hubil let out a mournful and generous voice.

"Warriors of the Heavenly Wolf, follow me, Great Khan of Hubil, and advance ――――――!"

The war horse galloped wildly with Hubil and the full moon golden wolf flag, and rushed straight towards the Yan army's large array, at that moment it was so quiet, leaving only one person, one horse and one flag between heaven and earth to rush towards hundreds of thousands of troops, leaving only the sound of hurried horses' hooves and the roar of Hubile. In the darkness, an old voice sang the old ballad.

The geese flying south, no matter how far they fly, they will think about the waters of the holy lake.

The high-flying eagle, no matter how high you fly, you will be attached to the plants and trees of the sacred mountain.

No matter how fast the horse on the grassland runs, it will return to the place where it was born.

This is my steppe, my ancestral homeland.

The men on the prairie will never forget.

Here are my felt bags, my cattle and sheep.

And the girl who got into my heart.

The Beilun River has a long water source,

The sacred lake of Mount Kinabalu is in my heart.

The descendants of the wolf will never forget.

The wind of the grassland blew the broken full moon golden wolf flag planted on the dirt bag, the flag was already broken, and the few remaining flags were still stained with blood. Buried under the earthen bag is a great khan who died in battle, and buried with him is his brother, his beloved general, the Sirius warrior of the steppe.

This tragic scene surfaced in Niu Tianci's heart, and it was a song of ambush on all sides. This song describes the last battle of Yan Wushuang's defeat of the Great Khan of Dongrong, Hubil. The whole song uses a passionate melody to show that Hubil's army was surrounded by the Great Yan army on all sides, and when there was no hope of breaking through, Hubil led the army and Yan Wushuang to fight to the death.

It must be Mr. Simon who plays this song, and only the iron-blooded man can express the artistic conception in this song. Mr. Simon is skillful in fingering, and shows the overwhelming momentum of Dayan in this battle, Yan Wushuang's command of Ruoding, and Hubil's generosity and tragedy.

Niu Tianci's divine dragon recipe is running rapidly, with the strings like thunderbolts, and the sound of gold and iron resonating. Niu Tianci shouted, and the shocking lance appeared in his hand, and Niu Tianci waved it in the courtyard with a big lance.

At that moment, he felt as if he was in the middle of the battlefield, and he was not afraid to face thousands of troops alone. The crotch is red, and the running is like flying. The glory of the lance is ten thousand ways, and the wind is electrified. Niu Tianci is invincible. At that moment, there was only one word in God's heart, war.

The sound of the piano is as tight as a burst, and the shadow of the lance is as fast as a burst. When the sound of the piano stopped, the stunning lance pointed straight to the sky and let out bursts of dragon groans. Niu Tianci maintained this posture and stood in place, and the Divine Dragon Jue broke through the sixth level and successfully entered the seventh level. The space was full of golden light, and the sarcophagus instantly turned into a carved dragon seat, which was placed high on the white jade platform. The space around the dragon chair is rapidly expanding, and the items in the space are neatly arranged in different categories. The golden light condensed into a liquid state, poured into various parts of Niu Tianci's body, and finally solidified in the dantian qi sea. Niu Tianci used his consciousness to probe a little and was pleasantly surprised to find that the dantian qi sea had become extremely strong, and even if it was bombarded with heavy artillery, there would not be a trace of cracks. This means that Niu Tianci can confidently and boldly impact the peak realm of the Divine Dragon Jue, and he no longer has to worry that his body will not be able to withstand the influx of massive True Qi.

Beside Tianci is a layer of white qigang, and the autumn leaves falling with the wind will instantly turn into powder as long as they touch the qigang. This is more effective than any kind of armor, it stands to reason that the true qi can be released at this time, but the surrounding is full of buildings, flowers and trees, Niu Tianci is reluctant to use it for testing, just wait for the opportunity to talk about it in the future.

Tianci took back the stunning, tidied up his clothes, and walked into the library. When he followed the light to a spacious room on the second floor, he found that there was no one inside. On the wall facing him, a huge map of the territory of Dayan hung there. Niu Tianci walked closer and looked up, and his gaze fell on the area of the Far East, intentionally or unintentionally. There was a clear mark of the enemy and the enemy in red and blue, and Niu Tianci climbed the escalator and looked at the area seriously.

"The breeze penetrates through the hall and the windows open by themselves, and the residual red fragrance of the small garden is secretly transmitted. Stop the strings and candle Tanlang go, and wear the moon and the stars to come. Has the heaven-given virtuous brother ever seen the mystery in it? ”

Mr. Simon stood behind Niu Tianci with a lamp. Tianci hurriedly came down from the escalator and bowed down in front of Mr. Simon.

"Thank you, Mr. Thank you. I just listened to Mr. stroked the piano outside the pavilion, and I felt something in my heart, thank you Mr. for your generous gift. ”

"Hehe, it's your own ambition, and you're just doing it casually. Have a seat. ”

The two sat opposite each other, and Mr. Simon was no longer as uninhibited as he had first met. At this time, he was neatly dressed, looking younger and more energetic. The two looked at each other for a long time, and then laughed at the same time.

"Sir knows the name of God, but I haven't asked him how to call him?"

"In the next Fu surname Ximen single name Qing."

Niu Tianci felt that he was like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind at this moment, fluttering messily in the night sky. Ximenqing, did you come to me from the Great Song Dynasty on purpose? (To be continued.) )