"Mr. Mingyu. ”

Ye Lin murmured softly, and a trace of tears overflowed from the corner of her eye.

Suddenly, a warm spring breeze quietly blew by at this impossible time, and a man stood in front of Yelin, on the top of the mountain.

Mingyu: "I'm here." ”

Yelin: "Sir." ”

Mingyu: "Hahahaha......"

Yelin: "I'm here. ”

Mingyu: "I expected. ”

Yelin: "Sir, you have something you want to say, but you have unfulfilled wishes. ”

Mingyu: "Yes, no. ”

Ye Lin: "Sir, please say, I ......"

Mingyu: "It's just a few words, but I hope you can remember it and keep it in your heart." ”

"Have good thoughts and a clear conscience. ”

The man's figure seemed to begin to blur, slowly turning into stars and drifting into the sky, but as if he wanted to say more, the starlight gathered back again.

Whether it's to the common people, or this world, Yelin, I hope you can treat them well, I know where you come from, but I still hope that Yelin can help Xingyu once, this spring breeze is my last gift......

His voice became more and more ethereal, his whole body turned into starlight, flowing into the galaxy, maybe thousands of years later, or maybe in the next second, someone will pick up this star and see the story of this scholar named Mingyu, his life......

In a short conversation, there are too many of them, everything is in plain sight, Ye Lin looked in the direction of the starlight, respectfully, and did not get up for a long time.

In the distant stars, the spring breeze blows, and thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.

Qingfengzi stood on the grassland, quietly feeling the spring breeze, her snow-white long beard fluttering with the wind, and finally only gently spit out a word.

"Goodness"

The body was blowing the spring breeze and the breeze, and in an instant, he touched the threshold of the tenth step, and glimpsed the ethereal opportunity for preaching.

Michael leaps like a fish into the dragon gate, taking this opportunity from the invisible wind to turn into a spring breeze, and the essence of metamorphosis, warm and gentle.

Sleeping on the cliff and listening to the waves of the stars, there was a smile on his calm and delicate little face, as if he recalled the time he spent with his master.

Heaven and earth welcome spring, all things benefit, even the filthy yin things also feel the warmth in this spring breeze.

Ye Lin only felt that her whole body was comfortable, warm, and the black crystals in the veins also appeared a little cracked, and a trick suddenly opened, allowing that wisp of spring breeze to enter, but instead of occupying the trick here, it seemed to have temporarily found a home, waiting for the next time she needed it.

Black Mist...... Imoduo watched quietly from the side, silent, this is this saint deliberately let her know, let her know, both a warning and a hint, don't move your mind, follow Yelin well, there will be that day.

"......Shh If you didn't dare to lie to me, I wouldn't let it go...... Yelin's!"

A spring breeze blew across the black mist's face, and the black mist snorted lightly and turned his head away.

There is such a coincidence in the world, so coincidental that it makes the black mist feel that this is inevitable, even if Yelin is not brought here by herself, she must take out this wisp of the last thing left by Confucian Sage Mingyu in the world through various other means.

Black Mist silently raised his head and looked overhead, his expression calm and serene.

After a while, the sound of the black mist called Ye Lin back from the long river of time, like Ye Lin who had just woken up from a big dream and gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Alas~ Why are you protagonists so good, everywhere you go are adventures, good things continue, you have to pass on the true life of your ancestors, a small role like me, you can only look at it with envy on the side, maybe when it will become admiration, when you stand on the top of the mountain, you will be at the top of the mountain, and when you retire after success, I suddenly found that I am still spinning in place, and it has not changed. ”

The black fog has a rough voice, and he doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks, and he has a lot of rough feelings.

Why do others be able to realize the wonders they have seen? It is not because they have a solid foundation, have accumulated enough depth, have suffered enough, and have suffered enough injuries on their bodies.

Why do you only see the rapid growth of bamboo shoots when they break the ground and ignore the hard years buried deep in the ground, why do you only see the freehand style when you have completed a success, but ignore the bloody white bones under your feet? Why do you only see the joy and casualness of those people on the top of the mountain, but do not see the worn feet and palms?

There are too many, too many, similar things, it is really difficult to describe in one word, the speaker is tired, and the listener is upset.

And the black fog is playing the kind of role that does the least and speaks the loudest at this time, where is he shouting that it is unfair, unfair, why, why, there must be a shady scene! Did you secretly stuff money into the author?! Or did you use some insidious and cunning means to deceive the kind and innocent author into adding drama to you?!

Ye Lin has long been accustomed to the madness of the black mist, after all, she has also given herself a lot of help, so don't talk nonsense, anyway, she will naturally stop when she feels bored later.

Sure enough, as it approached its destination, the black fog stopped chattering.

"Po-"

Like the sound of a bubble bursting, the two fell into a ...... In the flowers.

All kinds of flowers compete with each other, and a hundred flowers bloom. In the middle of this huge flower, on a low stump, a pure white crystal floats.

There is also a sturdy white deer lying on its stomach next to it, and its horns are particularly huge.

"Huh? This is ...... Hiss...... It's been a long, long time since I've seen a natural auspicious beast, like this kind of beast mostly stays in places such as the emperor's house of the ancient school palace academy, those places where all kinds of book qi, dragon qi, and blessings are strong, or hidden in the mountains and rivers, and the great wilderness and exotic land, I didn't expect that there was one here, or an old deer who lived for an unknown amount of time, and was constantly nourished by Haoran's righteousness and soul species. ”

"It seems that the Confucian saint still has an accompanying gift for you, with it, your little world is equivalent to half a more Confucian saint in charge, with a soul, the soul you deceived from the dream of my last master, there should be a few learned people, let them build an academy, start accumulating literary fortune. ”

"Then you take the token of this Confucian saint, go to the school palace to ask for his golden statue, build a temple of literature in your world to worship, if that saint has a few familiar people who are still alive, maybe you can invite the statue of the holy master to your little world, and get a few Confucian classics copied by the saints themselves, the most important way of civil and martial arts, you have completed a small half. ”

A complete world, the need for a lot of things, these ethereal what Wenyun Wuyun, are derived from the basic rules and order of a large vein, among which is the most representative, the most potential, the most valuable, the doctrine of a hundred schools, the martial arts of various sects and factions, all from these two veins.

Therefore, there needs to be a place to be the place of origin of the two paths, there are things, and someone to suppress and guide the development of the two veins, which is equivalent to paving the way, so that people can go up with peace of mind and not lose their way too much.

The best way is to invite the statues of saints or representative figures from the Martial Palace of the Academy, and take the books and classics as the core, so as to slowly develop outward, and finally become a school of its own.

The saints enjoy the incense, you have perfected your world, and you don't have to stick to one or a few doctrines, you develop your own style and culture unique to the world, the best of both worlds.

Of course, this is just the basics, and for example, kendo, which monopolizes the scenery of martial arts, requires another method.

Three thousand, how many of them, how far away, how wide, their own to give birth to a small world to spend energy and effort far beyond imagination, not only financial and material resources and luck, but also time, a long time, so that the newborn world in the years slowly grow.

Therefore, the reason why a world seed makes so many people rush to it, and once it is in the world, it will cause blood and rain, is because it can save too much trouble, which is equivalent to a shortcut to the sky.

It's because it's so troublesome to make a small world, so there are many people who simply give up this road and specialize in cultivating the road, because in the end, this is completely an option, and a big guy with a complete small world may not necessarily say that he must go farther than others, and he is better at fighting than them.

However, many people with self-knowledge know that they have come to an end and are unable to move an inch, so it is also very common to turn around and create a small world of their own to break through with demand.

However, others all started from a square inch of land, and slowly cultivated and expanded step by step, just like Hu Cai'er's grandfather, who had long been in the ninth-order god realm, and what he had was just a small garden, although this was also linked to the strength of the realm.

But Ye Lin has such a vast world, that is, Kaihang, which was left over from his previous life, and it took countless efforts to travel through countless strange worlds in the association to be established.

Of course, this is also a special case, even if he gives this extremely vast world equivalent to the territory of several countries to others, he can't eat it, who can withstand it.