The Xiling Divine Temple, the leader of the Haotian Dao Sect, has hundreds of millions of believers in the world, worshipping the spirit, and it is even more necessary to stand on the soil of reality, especially the ruling division is the most realistic place of the temple, the trip to the wasteland has been repeatedly frustrated, the strength realm has been hit hard, and the prospect of Ye Hongyu, who is the great secretary, has been covered with a layer of bleak dust, so those subordinates who used to be extremely in awe of her now dare to whisper, and she has become silent.

There is a simple Taoist temple in the deep mountains in the south, not many people know this Taoist temple, and the ancient plaque outside the Taoist temple has the word Zhishou written on it. Unlike the Xiling Temple, which entered the turbidity world and held the power of the Dao, this Zhishouguan, hidden behind the history of the Daomen, did not care about the things of the world.

There are seven thatched huts on the lakeside in the depths of Zhishouguan, enshrined in the legendary seven volumes of heavenly books, among which the middle four thatched huts have been in a state of emptiness in many places, and have never been able to welcome back the Ming character scroll that was lost in the wasteland, the thatched grass on the eaves seems to be somewhat withered and decayed, and the remaining six thatched huts do not know whether they are infected by the breath of the heavenly book in the house, and the golden thatched grass on the eaves seems to be carved from gold, reflecting the rays of the sun, exuding a luxurious and solemn feeling, which makes people want to kneel and worship on the ground and never rise again.

On the agarwood case in the first thatched hut by the lake, there is a book with a black cover like blood coagulation, this book looks like a natural black blood stone because it is too thick, it is the book of heaven and the word scroll.

The black cover and snow-white pages make this book release a palpitating feeling.

The Japanese character scroll on the table has been opened, and it is more likely that it has never been closed for thousands of years, the first page is completely blank, and the second page is on the right hand, and the name of the Sword Saint Liu Bai is clearly displayed at the top, and the word Jun Mo is not far from the horizontal, and there are words like Ye Tang in the surrounding area without any order.

A fresh breeze came from the window, turning the pages like an invisible hand, and flipped through the book at a very fast speed, and came to the back page.

After successfully climbing to the top of the academy in the summer of last year, and after realizing the Fu Dao on a rainy night, Ning Que's name used to appear here, and then for some reason his name has disappeared now, and the paper is as white as a snowy land.

The lake breeze swirled between the beams and pillars of the hut, met the walls and then turned around, flowed onto the agarwood case and began to turn the pages again, only this time from back to front.

The pages of the book are turned very quickly, and occasionally I can see two or three names clearly, such as Lu Qingchen, but more often I can only vaguely see a few individual words, such as Liu, than how.

The lake breeze flipped the Japanese scroll, and finally came to the position of a few thin sheets of paper from the front, which were densely filled with names, and looked as beautiful and intricate as flowers and plants.

The name of Prince Longqing is in the corner of the page, but the handwriting has been dimmed to the extreme, and it seems that it may seep into the soft paper at any time, and no trace can be found anymore. Tang Xiaotang's name appeared in another corner of the page, and his handwriting was a little sloppy. Mo Shanshan's name appears in the middle of the paper, and the handwriting is serene and supple.

You can also see the names of Wang Jingluo and Guanhai Monk on the book paper, which makes it look a little messy, but there is a blank space at the top of the book paper that is about to reach the edge, and there is only the name of Ye Hongyu in that blank.

Ye Hongyu's three words looked extremely lonely and proud there, the handwriting was very thick and condensed, as if it was about to emerge from the paper, and then flew away by the lake wind, especially the top of the fish word, which even exceeded the edge of the page, and the vertical and horizontal pleasure was like a sharp sword, piercing into the front page.

In the lower right corner of the paper, Ning Que's name was very inconspicuous and quietly revealed.

In the southern suburbs of Chang'an in the early morning, on the meadow outside the academy, Mo Shanshan looked at Ning Que and said softly: "I will write to you after returning to Dahe, but no matter how I write your name, I always feel that it doesn't look good." ”

Seeing that the girl's eyelashes were shining slightly in the morning light, Ning Que said: "It's not like I'm leaving Chang'an soon, how do I feel like I'm saying goodbye, we naturally have to write a letter after you return to the ink pool, but I'm thinking that after the master comes back, if it's okay, I can take Sangsang to the river to see you." ”

Mo Shanshan looked down at the shoes that he had leaned out of his skirt, and thought to himself, this person probably never noticed his habit of talking, right?

The two walked up to the meadow. Under Ning Que's memories and introduction, Mo Shanshan followed him to visit the academy, and then the two walked through the wetland and the old library, and passed through the dense fog that the clouds did not know where to go, and then came to the front of the cliff.

Just like when Ning Que first came to the mountain behind the academy, the bookworm was also shocked by this beautiful cliff that does not know the four seasons, those quiet lakes and mountains, and the thin waterfall in the distance, she looked at the scenery in front of her in a daze, and said, "This is the real academy?"

Ning Que said: "If the second floor of the academy is the real academy, then this is. ”

Mo Shanshan said softly: "For cultivators, the unknowable land is beyond the worldly world above the clouds, and it is impossible to touch, although the academy is the only holy place that can be connected to both worlds, but how many people can come here to see the scenery here with their own eyes?

Ning Que stood beside her, looking at the lakes and mountains in front of her, listening to her soft sigh, she was also a little proud and happy, and said: "If you meet me, you will encounter many lucky things in the future." ”

Although it is a casual sentence, it also hides some slightly sweet meanings, if you look like each other in the future, then there will naturally be more, Meishan Mountain is a little uncomfortable with this situation, bowing her head and being slightly ashamed.

Ning Que has always been extremely thick-skinned, but he was not embarrassed at all, so he walked towards the mirror lake with her, and said, "I'll take you to meet the Seventh Senior Sister, except for her, the other senior brothers like to hide and seek, it's really hard to find." ”

Mo Shanshan thought to himself that this was to meet the other party's sect, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous, looked down at the mountain road under his feet and slowly followed him, and said softly: "Will there be something wrong with you taking outsiders into the academy at will?"

As a man, the most appropriate answer at this time should of course be said...... You're not an outsider.

However, Ning Que was a thick-skinned person who gave it to him, but he really had no experience in love matters, and he was also strict and incompetent, listening to Shanshan's worries, he replied honestly: "Senior brother has recognized you as a righteous sister, what are you afraid of when you enter the academy?" And today, Senior Brother asked me to take you in to have a look, otherwise I wouldn't be so bold." ”

When I crossed the Mirror Lake, I said hello to the seventh senior sister, talked for a while, and then went to the riverside iron house to visit the fourth senior brother and the sixth senior brother, who was accustomed to the naked upper body, saw that Ning Que suddenly brought a beautiful and unseemly little girl in, and couldn't help but be frightened, and hurriedly put on a coat faster than swinging a hammer, while the fourth senior brother was sitting silently by the window and deducing, as if he hadn't seen anything.

The hot temperature in the iron house was unbearable, and it was full of steam, Ning Que thought that Shanshan was a girl who loved beauty after all, and was only going to take her to talk for a while and leave, but Shanshan saw the deduction of the fourth senior brother by the window, and refused to leave, but walked over, squatted down and looked at the runes on the sand table seriously, and his expression became more and more solemn.

Ning Que's expression was slightly different, and he walked to the window to watch together, I don't know how long it took, the fourth senior brother raised his head, glanced at the girl squatting next to the sand table, and asked indifferently, "You also know the talisman?"

Asking if the bookworm understands the charm is equivalent to asking the butcher if he can kill pigs, and asking the hunter if he can walk the mountain road. Ning Que knew that the fourth senior brother was such a character, and was worried that Shanshan would be annoyed, so he hurriedly said, "Senior brother, she is a bookworm. ”

"Oh, so you're a bookworm. The fourth senior brother looked at Mo Shanshan and repeated: "Then do you understand the talisman?" ”

Ning Que was completely speechless.

Among the three idiots in the world, Mo Shanshan has always been known for being quiet and virtuous, but he was not annoyed at all, but he was a little confused, he glanced up at Ning Que, remembered his answer in the wasteland that day, and couldn't help but smile and said, "I understand a little." ”

The fourth senior brother held Ning Que with his hand and said, "How is it better than him?"

Mo Shanshan didn't think about it without any thought, and said without hesitation: "It's much stronger than him." ”

Ning Que became more and more speechless, feeling that his self-esteem was very hurt.

The fourth senior brother nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then you are indeed qualified to watch my deduction." ”

Mo Shanshan looked at the slow-walking runes on the sand table, and asked uncertainly, "Is this really a deduction algorithm?"

The fourth senior brother said: "If it weren't for the deduction algorithm, how could you be so fascinated. ”

Mo Shanshan said in surprise: "But I heard from the family teacher that the Heshan Pan deduction algorithm has been lost for many years. ”

The fourth senior brother shook his head and said: "The Heshanpan deduction algorithm was indeed broken in the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty, but less than forty years later, your seventh-generation ancestor Yingshan people of Mochi Yuan and a former sage of the academy jointly consulted for six years, and re-established the specification of the deduction algorithm, and then the two sages spent their lives to recast the Heshanpan, since your master Wang Shusheng is the descendant of Yingshan people, how can he not even know these past events. ”

Mo Shanshan looked at the ordinary sand table in front of her in a daze, thinking that this is really the legendary river and mountain plate, looking at the two lines on the sand table that seem to be forever parallel, but in fact they are disturbing each other, she frowned slightly and said: "This is the initial moment line value between the immovable symbol and the fluctuation of the vitality?"

The fourth senior brother didn't expect that this little girl could see the content of her deduction after just one glance, her expression was slightly different, and she said with great interest: "You also have research in this area?"

Mo Shanshan looked at the sand table intently and said, "I have studied a little, but I didn't think that I could deduce it out of thin air." ”

The fourth senior brother looked at her with a look of approval, and he admired this woman's concentration when she studied the runes, and turned his head to Ning Que and said unhappily: "Why don't you hurry up and move a bench over, do you want the mountain girl to always squat like this?"

Ning Que felt very innocent, and then continued to be speechless and moved a bench over.

Mo Shanshan didn't thank him, didn't even look at him, sat directly on the bench, held his chin and looked at the sand table intently, occasionally discussed a few words with the fourth senior brother, and then continued to focus on the sand table.

(The next chapter will be written around eleven o'clock.) (To be continued)