I don't know when a five-story tower appeared on Taihua Mountain.

The tower stands on the side of Mount Taihua and towers into the sky, standing majestically.

The tower seemed to rise overnight, and one day the clouds cleared, and in addition to the tower, many courtyards were scattered around the tower.

This is actually a good thing for the people of Taihua City.

The top of Taihua Mountain is not far from Taihua City, because the owner of this tower is Mr. Lu, who previously opened a Mongolian school next to the city lord's mansion.

Since the tower was erected, Mr. Lu moved the Mengxue School to the small courtyard under the tower, and the green bricks and green tiles of the small courtyard did not seem to match the Taihua Mountain, which was not full of greenery, but the people on Taihua Mountain had never cared about these.

It is already an excellent thing to have an eye-catching school to teach and educate people.

It's just a pity that it is no longer Mr. Lu who teaches Mengxue, but a young scholar named Wei Jingzhen.

After only a short period of time and a half, many people found that Mr. Wei, who was also young, was also extremely knowledgeable, and he was humble and approachable on weekdays, and he could often convince young children in a few words when he talked about Mengxue and learning.

There are also scholars on Taihua Mountain who have listened to the lessons of the school, and when they come back, they say that Mr. Wei is not like a sour Confucian who does not listen to things outside the window and only reads the books of sages, but seems to be from a poor background, and his words are always very down-to-earth, and his knowledge is not unattainable in his mouth, but is closely related to everything in the world.

This made the people on Taihua Mountain more and more happy.

For this inexplicable extra tower and the courtyard under the tower, I also have a heartfelt respect in my heart.

After all, there are many turbulent years now, who doesn't want to accumulate some silver taels, lest the Qin fire in the north really burn all over the world?

On the contrary, Mr. Lu and Mr. Wei under the tower are not bound to teach and educate people, which is indeed a respectable thing.

Not only the people in Taihua City, but even Huang Long Daogu felt that it was a great thing for City Lord Jiang to go all the way to Taixuan Jing to invite Mr. Lu Jing back.

The naughty children in the city have a place to go, and they can also read and learn words, and if Taihua City is really gone in the future, the people in Taihua City are fortunate to be able to save their lives, scattered around, and they can also have a little more life.

"If Mr. wants to teach the naughty children in Taihua City, and teach the scholars in Taihua City who want to conduct scientific examinations, these three or five courtyards under the Self-cultivation Tower are enough."

Jiang Xianshi carried a pot of wine, stood on a high mountain rock, and looked up at the towering slim tower.

The slim tower is not thin, but appears broad, the top of the tower is like a cover, the tower is like a bottle, simple and majestic.

The top of the tower is bordered by green glazed tiles, and the body of the tower is made of gray-white marble, carved with simple lines, which is not luxurious, but has a sense of solemnity.

Indeed, how can the place where knowledge is buried not be solemn?

Especially at this moment, the sunset is about to set in the west, and the clouds drifting towards the west suddenly separated, and the light of the sun rushed out from between the two clouds, and the beam of light clearly fell on the slim tower, making Jiang Xianshi more and more proud.

Who would have thought that one day the Shulou Slim Tower would be located on Taihua Mountain?

Even if the world-famous Mr. Guanqi in the self-cultivation tower is no longer there, and the twelve gentlemen in the study building are scattered, the classics in it still carry the world's knowledge.

With these classics, this self-cultivation tower, and Mr. Lu Jing, maybe one day, Taihua Mountain will really build a new library.

The fire of learning is endless, and those who devote themselves to teaching and educating people always have great merit.

"It's not in a hurry, it's easy to build a few courtyards, and it's not difficult to build a few academies, but Taihua Mountain is no longer the heavenly pillar of the past, and it really annoys Taixuanjing, even this mountain that exists for eternity can't withstand the Chongtian Emperor in the Taixuan Palace to take a look.

"What's more, no matter how tall a building is, if there is no teacher who teaches, it will be in vain."

Lu Jingzai personally washed the horse's body for the night, and it galloped with Xu Wugui on Taihua Mountain today, and its body was stained with a lot of mud, which made this majestic and miraculous white horse a little dusty.

"And I'...... At least until I go one step further and set foot in the eighth realm. ”

When Lu Jing said this, his eyes brightened a little.

Jiang Xianshi heard Lu Jing's words, and finally remembered that even if Mr. Lu Jing at this time could defeat a Heavenly Man of the Eight Realms like Bailishi head-on, he still cultivated according to the Star Palace after all.

The Star Palace holds the Sword Mountain, sharp as the red rainbow in the sky, but there is still room to go further.

"Mr. Lu's Star Palace realm can defeat Bailishi, if you can survive the thunder tribulation, the primordial god is pure yang, I don't know what the situation will be."

Jiang Xianshi thought like this in his heart, but a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He saw that Lu Jing had finally washed his hair, so he stepped forward and handed the wine jug in his hand to Lu Jing.

Lu Jing took off the cork, took a sip of wine, and suddenly remembered his old friends from the past.

Nanfeng Mian is far away in Qi State, and Yu Qianyi, the king of Chong'an, said that he had a great opportunity, but the great opportunity was followed by a great calamity.

"I don't know if King Qi Yuan will really come to kill King Chong'an."

Lu Jing thought in his heart, and then took out a letter from his arms.

It was Chen Xuanwu who wrote the letter.

More than three years have passed in a flash, and it has been three years since Chen Xuanwu went to Taihaoque, thinking about it carefully, except for the days when he went to Hezhong Road, Chen Xuanwu would always bring him a letter every February and March.

Most of Chen Xuanwu's letters are trivial, and occasionally he will talk about his time in Taihaoque.

Listening to what Chen Xuanwu said, Taihao Que Zhong is really too boring, except for his two unsmiling masters, no one on the statue of Taihao is here.

Perhaps it is precisely because there is no one to relieve boredom that Chen Xuanwu invites Lu Jing to Taihaoque as a guest at the end of almost every letter.

It's just that in the past three years, Lu Jingduo has been disturbed by mundane things, and there are many people in the world who want to take his life, and there are also many people who want to trap him somewhere.

So today, when Lu Jing read Chen Xuanwu's thousand-word letter again, some thoughts suddenly sprouted in his heart.

"Taihaoque is in the southwest of Taixuanjing, some distance from Taihua Mountain, if it is in the past, it is inevitable to leak his whereabouts after a long journey, but I am afraid that he will be plotted.

But now ......"

Lu Jing remembered that Wang Yuqian of Chong'an came.

He raised his eyes and looked out, only to feel that it was raining in Chong'an Sanzhou, and the martial arts leader who had once dominated the world was about to set off and go to Taixuanjing in person.

There are four hundred and eighty fairyland on the twelfth floor of the heavens, five cities, and four hundred and eighty wonderlands.

In the two great imperial courts on the ground, thousands of cultivators who entered the hall almost all set their eyes on the three states of Chong'an.

"It's an opportunity."

"King Chong'an wants to go to Taixuanjing alone, and all the strong people in the world who have been on the table want to see how much strength Yu Qianyi, the king of Chong'an, who has been exhausted for more than ten years, and now he finally got up from the bed.

Some of them respected him, some watched from the sidelines, but many more wanted to kill him.

"But I don't know why King Zhou An has to go to Taixuanjing."

Lu Jing had mixed thoughts in his heart.

He had respect for King Chong'an, and knew that Yu Qianyi would inevitably have a lot of killings on the way to Taixuanjing.

Characters like Yu Qianyi don't deserve to die in the hands of those Xiaoxiao who stand in the way.

And because of Nanfeng Mian, Lu Jing was looking forward to the fact that King Qi Yuan would really come to block King Chong'an's way.

"I don't know if Gongzi Jiangqi, Gongsun Suyi, Bailishi, and Jing Wuji have entered the Great Fu, among which there are two big dragon elephants, and two powerhouses of the Eight Realms who have survived the double thunder tribulation...... But I don't know if King Chong'an will be able to carry it. ”

Lu Jing's thoughts were flying in his heart, he looked at the floating clouds in the distance, and after a long time, he saw Zhaoye grazing with his head down, the long wind blowing, and the horsehair fluttering, which reminded him of the scene when he was in the middle of the river, and the east wind blew in the burial dragon city.

The east wind blows into the dragon slaying field...... At that time, the long sword in his hand was cold, and three million sword qi flew up, killing the real dragon that came to kill him.

"How can you always hide on Taihua Mountain? Since Brother Xuanwu is not afraid of getting involved with me, why should I go and see him? ”

Lu Jing thought secretly.

Jiang Xian was extravagant, and he didn't look like a city lord of a dilapidated mountain city.

He stood beside Lu Jing, saw Lu Jing looking at the floating clouds in the distance, thought that Lu Jing felt lonely on this mountain, so he took the initiative to speak: "Several family mountain gates in the east of the river have collapsed, and even the surrounding rivers are inexplicably cut off.

It is said that a mysterious strong man came from Hedong, who brought a blue bird and brought the sea of clouds and dust, and the mountains and rivers were full of shadows.

In front of the family, he often blocked the door alone, and no one could get out of it. ”

Jiang Xianshi's tone was filled with emotion: "The world is vast, billions of living beings, and I don't know how long or short it is tens of thousands of miles, and now that the spiritual tide is about to rise, these real powerhouses will inevitably appear." ”

"For example, this mysterious strong man who went to Hedong to block the door, the Hedong family died several hidden mountain people because of him, and several family heads were seriously injured, and finally it was the Wang family Cuiwei mountain people who returned from the Taixuanjing Yangsheng Academy, plus the old lady Cui of the Cui family in Qinghe returned to Qinghe Mountain from Qingshui Temple, so he was driven out of Hedong Road, and he was never killed."

"This matter has a lot of repercussions, at least the reputation of the eight great families in Hedong that has just been raised in Taixuanjing has been damaged a lot."

When Jiang Xianshi said this, there was a sly smile in his eyes: "And it is said that the original disciples of the study building were dissatisfied with the fact that the Yangsheng Academy occupied the original study building, and they were even more dissatisfied with the concept of the eight masters in Hedong, and there have been many conflicts.

The eight families in Hedong want to be the home of Dafu learning, but I'm afraid it's not so easy. ”

Lu Jingdao: "The eight families of Hedong have produced a sub-saint, and it has consumed nine points of their luck.

In the rest of the luck, there are three or five characters like Cuiwei Mountain people.

But in addition to these people, the eight families in Hedong are becoming more and more lonely.

In addition, the eight families of Hedong should rule the world with filial piety and Confucianism, and they should rule the world with etiquette.

It's a pity that the current Emperor Chongtian only looks at the future, not the present, and the people want to live, and the vain etiquette and class have become obstacles, and it is inevitable that chaos will be born, such as ...... Equality Township. ”

Lu Jing whispered.

Jiang Xianshi sighed: "It is said that Beichuan Province has encountered a locust plague that is rare in a thousand years, and there are no crops left in the autumn harvest.

The locusts didn't know where they came from, they were overwhelming, and the Dafu Imperial Court, the Shuichuan Provincial Government had not yet reacted, and they had already eaten through the Beichuan Dao.

If it weren't for the imperial court to dispatch many supernatural monks to take action and use supernatural powers to hunt and kill locusts as big as the palm of a child's hand, I am afraid that the Taoist governments around Beichuan Province would suffer greatly. ”

When he said this, he paused, and then looked up at the sky: "Don't the immortals in the sky already care about the truth of heaven and earth?" ”

Lu Jingdao: "It is said that the Heavenly Emperor of Heaven has been in retreat for a long time, maybe the Heavenly Emperor has already come out of the customs and mastered several truths of heaven and earth?"

Or ...... They have cultivated immortal treasures like heaven and earth? Not afraid of the true backlash of heaven and earth. ”

Jiang Xian took Lu Jing's words: "Maybe it's because I see the spirit tide coming again, robbing the mortal spirit tide and offsetting the true punishment of heaven and earth, no matter how it can be counted, it is a good deal." ”

Lu nodded: "In any case, the so-called orthodox knowledge of the eight families in Hedong is no longer in the world.

The people need to stay alive......"

What's more, the biggest drawback of the concept of the eight families in Hedong is that they don't care much about human dignity, and loyalty, filial piety, and ethics often make many people have no dignity.

This is also the biggest contradiction between the concept of Hedong Eight Masters and the concept of the library.

Perhaps the reason why the study tower left Taixuanjing was because the concept of the study tower was contrary to what Emperor Chongtian did. ”

Jiang Xianshi asked suspiciously: "But it is said that Emperor Chongtian summoned ...... Mr. Guanqi entered the Taixuan Palace, and once kept Mr. Guanqi and the library? ”

When Lu Jing heard the words Mr. Guanqi, his expression obviously changed slightly, and even his voice became a little lower: "Maybe Emperor Chongtian is unwilling to enter the Xuandu for decades, but he is not used by him?" ”

……

The two were talking.

Lu Jing seemed to be aware of it, Jiang Xianshi turned around, but saw a small courtyard on the side, Wei Jingzhen and Xu Wugui also walked out of a newly built courtyard.

In the hazy mist at the bottom of the mountain, two people walked.

One of them was still young, carrying a large knife and a horse in his hand.

Another middle-aged man was dressed in short clothes, with a square face, and he didn't look outstanding.

When Wei was shocked to see the young man, he was a little surprised at first, and he actually grinned and greeted the man with Xu Wugui.

……

The concubine of the Nan family, who once ran thousands of miles at night and was able to kill the soldiers of the Northern Qin Dynasty when he was young, actually stepped on the moonlight, carried the mountain ghost on his back, led Yuelong Mountain, and came to Taihua City.

Coming with him was a peasant man who often accompanied Jiang Baishi and led the white cow for Jiang Baishi.

Nan Xuehu also grinned, the blue clothes on his body and the jade pendant on his waist were the same as when Lu Jing saw him for the first time when he was in the West Courtyard of Lu Mansion on Changning Street before.

It's just that the difference is that after three years of age, Nan Xuehu's face has not changed, but his eyes have become more and more resolute.

"My father has Taichong Longjun Dragon Horn into medicine, and he has saved a life, and even his essence is much better than before.

Nan Yuexiang, along with more than a dozen elderly people in the family, didn't want my father to leave the position of head of the family, but my father insisted on letting me go south to see the business in southern Jiangsu, Jiangnan, and Huainan in Fuzhong. ”

Nan Xuehu unleashed the huge mountain ghost knife, and he sat in front of the stove, looking sideways at Lu Jing and the short-clothed man outside the door.

Wei rolled up his sleeves, revealing the strange mark on his arm, and held a few oranges in his bare hands and roasted them in the fire.

"Although the Nanguo Mansion cannot be said to be rich and rival the country, it is really commendable when it comes to family wealth and privacy.

The façade business of the Nanguo Mansion is in the south, and even the pearl business of Nanhai Province is taken over by the Nanguo Mansion, your father asked you to go south, don't you know what kind of thoughts you have? ”

Nan Xuehu said: "I naturally know. ”

Wei was shocked: "It's really strange that the Nan family guards such a big treasure mountain as the Nanguo Mansion, and no one is willing to be a throne on the top of the mountain. ”

"I am a concubine, and I naturally want to be able to ascend to the position of the head of the family as a concubine."

Nan Xuehu frowned and said, "It's just...... I've been restless lately, and I've been dreaming of my sixth uncle in my dreams.

I dreamed of a heavy rain that made the way back muddy, and I dreamed of Taihua Mountain, I dreamed of the moon hanging in the sky, I dreamed of the swordsman who raised his sword to the sky, and I dreamed of ...... The sixth uncle who climbed Mount Taihua. ”

Wei was stunned and pondered for a moment: "Nan Fengmian is a world-renowned high-roller, Mr. Lu Jing once said that he went to Qi Country to eliminate evil in the world, and it is probably a good thing for him to raise his head to climb the mountain, and it should be the head of the King of Qi Yuan......"

"My sixth uncle lifted his head to climb the mountain, and he carried his own head." Nan Xuehu gritted his teeth and was worried.

Wei was startled, and even Lu Jing and the man in short clothes in the distance turned their heads.

Lu Jingyan frowned and looked at Nan Xuehu.

Nan Xuehu was silent for a few breaths, and said: "Maybe it's because I'm too worried in my heart, thinking about it every day and dreaming at night."

It's just a dream, and it can't be taken seriously. ”

Lu Jing slowly bowed his head and walked away from the man in short clothes.

The man in short clothes walked beside Lu Jing, he looked sideways at Lu Jing, and said, "You, like the son of the Nan family, also took this dream seriously." ”

If Nan Xuehu wasn't worried in his heart, if he couldn't let go of this dream, he would never abandon the rules of the house, decide to ignore it, and lead Yuelong Mountain with a mountain ghost knife to this Taihua Mountain.

Lu Jing seemed to look as usual, but the clenched fists hidden under his sleeves brought wisps of qi and blood.

"Mortals are divine, and it is not without a trace to see the future in their dreams, but I don't know what kind of luck the Snow Tiger son of the Nan family has, and he can encounter such extraordinary things."

The short-clothed man's voice was low, reaching Lu Jing's ears.

Lu Jing thought of Qingyue again, remembering that Qingyue once saw blood, he walked out of Taixuanjing with a sword, and saw a river of blood flowing in Taixuanjing.

And today, Nan Xuehu came to Taihua Mountain alone because of the dream, and he couldn't help but feel more and more worried about Nanfeng Mian.

The man in short clothes seemed to see that Lu Jing was quite worried, so he said: "As I just said, there are often traces of things in the world, and under the truth of heaven and earth, there are people who know how to calculate among the immortals in the sky and the mortals on the earth.

If Mr. Lu Jing is really worried, he might as well go to find the Zhenwu Mountain Lord on Zhenwu Mountain, or go to find the strict emperor like the Langda Temple.

If you don't have a relationship with these two world-famous people, you can also go to Taihaoque.

Although Taihaoque is also a famous family in the world, it is not as powerful as Zhenwu Mountain and Landa Temple, and it seems that people are not close, but it is more down-to-earth. ”

"Tai Haoque is also proficient in divination?" Lu Jing's expression changed slightly, as if he was thoughtful.

At this moment, the short-clothed man had a slight hesitation in his tone, and said: "If you can find the Divine String Gong who is the first in the world's divination, it is naturally the best, but this Divine String Male has not been born for a long time...... I'm afraid it's not that easy to find. ”

"According to me, it's best to go to that Taihao Que, if Taihao Que is a Taoist of Taihao is really willing to make a fortune calculation, even if he really gets something, he can also fake the Tao from the military mountain, cross the eight hundred miles of frost flower river, and go to the country of Qi."

The man in the short coat seems to be well-informed.

Lu Jing's expression was solemn, and he saluted the short-clothed man: "I don't know the name of my predecessors? ”

The man in the short coat had a slight evasion and hesitation in his eyes, as if he was unwilling to say his name.

Lu Jing saw this and was about to withdraw his inquiry, but the man finally replied: "My old name was Murong Chui, but since my backbone was broken, I was ashamed of Murong's surname and only called myself Morning Glory." ”

"Murong Chui?"

Lu Jing's expression changed suddenly, and he looked left and right at this Taihua Mountain.

On the top of Taihua Mountain, in addition to a self-cultivation tower, there are only seven or eight courtyards.

These courtyards are mostly empty.

But I never thought that today, Taihua Mountain would usher in such a person.

"The founding of the country and the death of the country, the battle of the spirit tide, the defeat of Wei Xuanjun, and the crushing of the backbone by the pillar of heaven, but it is still a big dragon elephant today.

The figure beside Shiraishi Shousuke turned out to be the rumored Murong Chui. ”

Even Lu Jing couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, he was about to ask out loud, when suddenly there was a storm in the direction of Chong'an Sanzhou in the distance.

Lu Jing raised his eyebrows, the emperor star was too faint and the stars were shining, and the three princes' magical powers were all hanging in the air.

From a very long distance, Lu Jing saw someone get up from Ansanzhou and walk out of the ruined city alone.

He walked with his hands in his hands, and did not ride a white tiger, all the way south.

Along the way, a strong wind rose.

Lu Jing and Murong Chui glanced at each other.

After many years, Yu Qianyi, the king of Chong'an, is finally going south to Beijing.

(End of chapter)