Chapter 113: One step over, the sea of books is coming

The moment you step up the stairs.

Gu Changsheng only felt that above his head, there was a mountain that seemed to be substantial, and it was suddenly pressed down!

It was not a mountain, but a thousand years ago, and all the works of the literati of the past dynasties of Nankang Mansion were projected at this moment.

Whenever Gu Changsheng walked up the stairs, countless Confucian scriptures and scripture handouts could appear in front of him.

Take another step, and you can vaguely hear the sound of poetry and songs, and the recitation of court opinions.

During this period, there is even the sound of piano music playing and the sound of chess scores.

There is even a scene of literati splashing ink and achieving a peerless painting, which appeared in front of Gu Changsheng's eyes!

For thousands of years, the essence of Nankang Mansion has gathered together at this moment, and it has evolved into a mountain of books.

I want to see the Nankang context.

It is necessary to pass this side first, this majestic book mountain gathered by the efforts of hundreds of generations of literati in Nankang!

"Boom!"

Gu Changsheng's eyes were bright and resolute, and his expression was calm.

stepped forward indifferently, stepped out one step, and then stepped again, and in a blink of an eye, it was already three steps.

In the first three steps, a vision appeared in front of his eyes, and he had already seen all the contents of the book mountain thoroughly.

But he was not afraid of anything.

Therefore, when the fourth step is stepped out again, the real test also comes with a bang, and the mighty mountain of books is pressed down with boundless weight, although there may only be a projection of the real book mountain, one ten-thousandth of the weight.

But the momentum is terrifying, and the projection is magnificent.

But it is still enough to make people look sideways and make ordinary literati feel timid!

Even Gu Changsheng unconsciously took a deep breath and calmed down the turmoil in his heart.

However, just when Gu Changsheng was fully prepared and ready to take over the impact of this Fang Shushan.

His expression suddenly became strange.

Because.

"No weight? Wrong...... No impact? ”

Gu Changsheng was stunned.

The projection of the mighty book mountain fell violently, even if it was changed to a seven-grade literary cultivation like Jiang Xue, it would also lose its color.

After all, the projection of the book mountain on the third and fourth floors has reached a terrifying weight of more than 1,000 catties.

Of course, because this is a test of Wenxiu, the weight of the projection will also be adjusted according to Wenxiu's talent and realm.

For example, Jiang Xue's seven-grade cultural cultivation, the projection of a thousand catties of books, will only weigh about three or five hundred catties when it actually falls, for Jiang Xue, who has also cultivated martial arts.

Naturally, it can pass steadily.

Another example is a talented man like Gu Changsheng, who has the masterpieces of the town and the country and the poems of the world.

There should be a similar reduction.

However, no matter how to lower and how to adjust, the mountain of thousands of catties of books fell once.

How can there be a weight of hundreds of catties!

But at this moment, Gu Changsheng didn't notice the slightest weight, just the opposite.

When the mountain of books fell, Gu Changsheng only felt that he was in an ocean.

There is a feeling, warm and warm, surrounding me, as if I have turned into a baby, back to my mother's arms.

It only made him feel extremely comfortable.

However, this kind of comfort is not drowsy, but a feeling of peace of mind, allowing Gu Changsheng to calm down and enter a mysterious state similar to [Epiphany]!

And soon, Gu Changsheng also found the source of this feeling.

"It's ...... Draw the context? ”

Gu Changsheng took a deep breath.

A moment before the projection of the book mountain fell.

The painting context that had been hidden in Gu Changsheng's body and in the Sacrificial God Painting Palace actually quietly appeared, not magnificent, but only appeared at the position of Gu Changsheng's wrist, evolving into a golden, brush-like projection.

However, it is the appearance of this brush projection.

Let Gu Changsheng directly ignore the humane context of Nankang, not to mention the test of the projection of the book mountain that was manifested.

"Hum—"

Almost at the same time that Gu Changsheng realized that in his body, the Dao context was manifested.

In front of Gu Changsheng, the long and towering stairs, the air that originally gave him a sluggish and heavy feeling, all became circulating.

A strange silver light emerged from the stairs, one after another, straight to the top of Nankang Building.

As Gu Changsheng's gaze moved up.

Those silver light Daohui were also trembling slightly, as if urging.

It's as if he is greeting Gu Changsheng and ascending to the highest point of Nankang Tower!

"I seem to ...... I underestimate the effect of this side of the Taoist context in my body......"

Gu Changsheng took a deep breath, his tone was complicated, and the joy in his eyes was difficult to hide!

Originally, he was still thinking that this time, he was estimated to be the highest, that is, to climb the sixth or seventh floor of Nankang Building.

But now it seems that it is okay to go directly to the top!

……

Just when Gu Changsheng began to climb upwards!

"Buzz!"

Outside, in the Nankang Building!

Almost at the moment when Gu Changsheng ascended to the third floor and began to move towards the fourth floor.

Outside the Nankang Building, there is also a silver glow, flowing out, reflecting this quiet but steep small building, as if under the silver moonlight, it looks extremely strange!

Outside Nankang Building, Jiang Xue and Changsun Sheng, who were waiting quietly, couldn't help but show surprise when they saw this scene.

And further afield.

"Good guy, little junior brother, you should have just entered, less than a stick of incense."

After Changsun Sheng made a move, on the square, the literati and writers who had originally gathered to see Gu Changsheng's face dispersed one after another, Lin Qing, Luo Yun and others, who were originally worried about Gu Changsheng and whether they would encounter any unexpected situations.

They were all quietly relieved.

But before they could relax for too long, they heard a tremor sound coming from the direction of Nankang Building, and they all raised their heads and followed the sound.

But I just happened to see the scene of silver glow rising upstairs in Nankang.

In each of their eyes, there is an unconcealable shock!

"The junior brother has Nan Kangling, and he can directly climb to the third floor, but if he wants to go up again, he has to rely on his own strength, but."

Lin Qing and Luo Yun stood in front of the window, also looking in the direction of Nankang Building, with admiration and curiosity in their eyes.

"Historically, the literati of Dengwenlou have only appeared after seven floors, even if they are as outstanding as Senior Brother Jiang Xue, they were also five floors later, which led to the [Yinhui Yuehua] vision of Wenlou."

"And the little junior brother, now that he hasn't even officially climbed the fourth floor, he has attracted Yinhui Yuehua, a peerless national warrior, and it is indeed a peerless national warrior!"

Luo Yun and Lin Qing said.

But they are all a little bit proud!

And there are many Nankang students like them, such as Bai Wan and Zhang Yue in the first subject of art.

I saw the silver glow around Nankang Building.

They were all very excited, and they couldn't wait to see Gu Changsheng and climb the thirteenth floor in one breath, which was the only way to lift their spirits!