In just an instant, the blood red in the sea of stars gradually faded in the next moment, but with it, the blood on the prophet's face and the light in his eyes faded. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sea of stars gradually returned to normal, and everything around it became deep, mysterious and starry again. However, in this deep and mysterious starry sky, a deep shadow is engraved in the breath of this starry sky, lingering.

The prophet's eyes were dim, his face showed a bit of abruptness, a touch of sadness appeared in his eyes, he nodded lightly, and then slowly shook his head. A tear dripped down the corner of his wrinkled eyes, flowing in this starlit sea of stars, slowly shattering, his voice carrying endless sadness, muttering to himself:

Decadence in loss, ignition in brothers.

Despair in reunion, desperation in despair.

Reborn in the flame of the king, sublimated in the thunder flame.

New life in life, new life in change.

Destined in fate, in the past life in dreams.

Shattered in a desperate situation, lost in thunder.

Lose the center broken, heartbreak in madness.

Fortune in calamity, change in providence.

Lei Yan reappeared, and there was nothing in the Heavenly Dao.

The future in the unknown, reunion in sadness.

The muttering stopped, and the prophet seemed to be drained of everything, and the silver robe on his forehead and body was full of sweat, and the sadness on his face deepened.

In the next moment, the prophet underwent a drastic change, he was already very old, but at this moment, his face, which was already old, became older again, and his figure became more rickety.

"I see, I can finally see your future, but I didn't expect it, I'm sorry for the child............" The prophet spoke, his voice was older than before, and it was full of deep sadness, his eyes were no longer deep, but full of exhaustion, and his voice trembled and muttered again, "The final future is like this............ Disaster makers? Cosmic savior? ………… I see, your fate will not be seen until that moment, whether it is good or bad! Divine Realm ............"

With that, the prophet slowly closed his eyes, and the next moment, a surging of starlight surrounded the prophet.

The starlight dissipated, the sea of stars slowly disappeared, the antique conference room reappeared, and the prophet returned to his previous appearance, as if all the changes had just been an illusion.

The prophet's gaze was deep and mysterious, and a dripping of silver liquid melted from the corner of his mouth.

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At this time, the dragon firmament was completely unaware of what was happening in the conference room of the Hall of Prophecy. After he sent Long Lin to his own myriad changes, he let Long Xiao return to his body to rest. And he himself was standing in front of a red building at this time, and the plaque was written with three big characters of the library, full of the taste of knowledge.

Library - the old pedant's shop on Shenyuan Street.

It looks like an ordinary library in the Common Era, two stories high, with red walls, and a flagpole erected at the top of the second floor, on which a red flag flutters in the wind, which is the national flag of China in the Common Era, the Five-Star Red Flag.

The appearance is monotonous and luxurious. It is said that it is monotonous, just because there is only one color, and it is said that it is luxurious, because if you look closely, you can find that there are many books and characters carved on the red wall, and the characters on the wall, some of them are dressed in ancient China in the AD period, and some are in the 17th and 8th centuries in the AD period, and those characters are: Confucius, Lao Tzu, Mencius, Lu Xun, Bingxin, Lao She, Ba Jin............

The figures are vividly carved on the wall, doing different movements, some holding their chins with their hands to think, some sitting on chairs to meditate, some sitting at the table looking at the tabletop, and their hands making tapping movements on the tabletop............

All the movements are different, but without exception, they are all in a state of thinking.

The entire wall is filled with the smell of books.

Looking at this library, although it was not the first time he had seen it, Long Cangqiong was still deeply attracted by these murals.

Taking a deep breath, Long Cangqiong calmed down, stretched out his hand and pushed open the book-like door, and the smell of ink and ancient books came to his face.

The interior of the library is very spacious, very old, not luxurious, the brown marble tiles are single and smooth, and the wooden bookshelves of China in the Common Era are displayed on both sides of the aisle.

The shelves are filled with all kinds of books, some new, some old, and some relatively old.

Long Cangqiong still remembers that the sommelier said to himself during a drink, "All the Chinese literary materials in the entire universe from ancient times to the present can be found in the library of the old pedant!" ”

This sentence illustrates how rich the collection of this small library is.

And Long Cangqiong also knew that the meaning of these books, if any of the books here were damaged, even if it was a small corner, the old pedant who drank tea all day long and was leisurely would explode in an instant, even if it was damaged by the prophet, he would still explode, which showed the significance of these books to him.

Long Cangqiong vaguely remembered that when he first came to Shenyuan Street, when everyone was having dinner together, the gourmand said, "I'd rather go directly to provoke the old scholar than easily damage any book in his library!" ”

At that time, Long Cangqiong was very curious, he had just arrived at Shenyuan Street, although he knew that the old scholar of the library was the Arcane Monarch among the ten god levels, but he didn't know how powerful he was.

However, the gourmand told him that two years before he came to Shenyuan Street, a self-righteous nobleman with a combat power index of up to the SSS level came to the library of the old pedant, ignored the rules of the library, and directly knocked down a bookshelf, or in front of the old pedant, and the old pedant at that time changed into a cold smile at the next moment and "invited" him out.

Later, I learned that that person was the son of the leader of the Huameng, and he was also the most genius Shenyuan of the Huameng at that time.

Later, that person broke into the library of the old scholar with a large number of Shenyuan people and knocked over the bookshelf of the old scholar again, the old scholar at that time was completely angry, he asked the taster at that time to carry that person to the capital of the Huameng in one step, and then he asked the taster to transfer the ordinary people in the capital, and then imprisoned the leader of the Huameng with the law, and then asked the taster to transfer the person to the planet, and then he raised his hand to slap the ion divine light cannon. It is said that at that time, the capital of the Northern League, which was far away from the first year of the dozen gods, saw a flash of light in the direction of the Huameng, followed by a loud bang, and then there was no movement.

Later, the Northern League and the Western League received the news that the capital planet of the Chinese League was destroyed with a single blow.

After further investigation, they found out that it was the son of the leader of the Huameng League who provoked the Aoshu Monarch, and as a result, the Aoshu Monarch directly wiped out the people and the planet with a direct attack of the Ion Divine Light Cannon.

At that time, Long Cangqiong instantly broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this.

"Just because someone else knocked down your book, it's not enough for you to directly destroy people, but also to destroy other people's capitals, you are really good!"

This was the truest thought in Long Cangqiong's heart at that time, and it was also from the time the gourmand told him, he usually went to the library to find the old scholar and would not easily touch those books.

And the nickname of the Olympiad Maniac also began to spread among their gods and masters at that time, until now, everyone knows that there is an Olympiad King in the universe, but in private they all call him the Olympiad Maniac. But the old pedant himself doesn't care, in the old pedant's own words, he says, "Crazy people are crazy people, anyway, crazy about mathematics, crazy about mathematics, crazy about mathematics, I am willing!" ”

Walking on this spacious walkway, feeling the bookish breath emanating from these books, Long Cangqiong's originally somewhat irritable heart gradually calmed down, and his soul seemed to swim in the ocean of knowledge with the breath of this book. In the past, many confusions in cultivation, life, and mood suddenly became clear.

The dragon sky walked quietly until it came to a halt in front of a room at the end of the corridor.

Looking at this door, Long Cangqiong recently pulled up a somewhat bitter arc, shook his head, and reached out to knock on the door.

Knock knock knock............

"Please come in ............" The next moment, the old and calm voice of the old pedant sounded.

Hearing the old pedant's tone, Long Cangqiong was slightly stunned. What's going on? The tone of the old pedant is wrong! Is something going on?

After tidying up his clothes, Long Cangqiong pushed open the door and walked in.

The room is not big, there are two bookshelves, a mahogany table and five mahogany chairs, a mahogany rocking chair, there is a purple clay pot and five small purple sand cups and a long box on the table.

At this time, the old scholar was lying in a rocking chair, wearing glasses, which seemed to be reading glasses from China in the Common Era, and he was reading a book in his hand very attentively.

Long Cangqiong condensed slightly, only to find that the book in the old scholar's hand was the one that recorded the quotations of Confucius in ancient China during the Common Era, and it seemed to have been written by his disciples, one of the most famous books in the Common Era - "The Analects".

"It's coming!" Hearing the footsteps of the dragon firmament, the old pedant, who was originally immersed in reading, said without raising his head.

"Hmm!" Long Cangqiong nodded lightly in response. As if for fear of disturbing him. But it's true, the king of the Olympiad is reading, who dares to quarrel? Isn't that self-digging?

Hearing Long Cangqiong's answer, the old scholar who had been buried raised his head and glanced at him, what surprised Long Cangqiong was that there was no usual unscrupulousness in the old scholar's eyes just now, only calm and even faint kindness. Such a look made Delong Cang's heart slightly pinched, these old men ............ The laws of nature are irreversible.

As if he didn't know what Long Cangqiong was thinking, the old scholar gently put the book on the table next to him, took off his reading glasses and put them up, then slowly stood up with both hands on the armrests of the rocking chair, then picked up the book on the table, staggered to a bookshelf behind him, gently opened a book, and then put the book back in his hand, and then walked back and sat down.

"Sit down!" After he sat down, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a chair to signal Long Cangqiong to sit down, his voice unusually calm.

Hearing this, Long Cangqiong also sat down, looking at the calm of the old pedant, and thinking of the previous prophet, Long Cangqiong was faintly worried, worried about their bodies............

"It's okay, I just like to be quiet when I read a book, so that my heart can calm down and feel everything in the book, it's okay, don't worry!" As if he had seen through the heart of the dragon firmament, the old pedant said lightly.

"Are you looking for me?" Listening to the old pedant's words, Long Cangqiong retracted his mind and asked.

"Yanlong Academy, teacher!" Hearing Long Cangqiong's question, the old scholar did not beat around the bush and poked at the way.

"Being a teacher?" Long Cangqiong listened to the old pedant's words, and looked at the old pedant with some surprise, he couldn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in this gourd, and no one could understand this person's mind.