In the Listening Tide Pavilion in Beiliang, Li Chungang is one of the people who knows the general situation.

But when he came to the library pavilion of the academy, he still couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this library pavilion obviously has a lot of things inside, the master said that there are two floors, but compared to the Tingchao Pavilion in the north of Liang, it is all better.

It is worthy of being the important place of the academy and the place where the saints of the academy live in seclusion.

However, after walking around, Li Chungang saw a man dressed in ordinary clothes in addition to the disciples who came to borrow books and read books in the library of Ruoda.

He didn't see the Confucian and Taoist saint he was looking for at all.

"Could it be that this pavilion sweeper is the senior brother of the master, the contemporary Confucian saint of the academy?"

So Li Chungang set his eyes on Chen Mu who was sweeping the floor again, and walked towards him slowly.

A pair of discerning eyes that have gone through the vicissitudes of life locked on Chen Mu and wanted to see it through.

But seeing that Chen Mu was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his beard and hair were all white, and he was unremarkable, no matter how he looked at it, he was just an ordinary centenarian.

As a saint, it is impossible to have no momentum in the whole body.

So Li Chungang concluded that Chen Mu was just a pavilion sweeper in the academy.

And when Chen Mu saw Li Chungang's eyes looking at him with blazing eyes, he didn't care at all, and swept his ground freely.

When I saw a messy number of books, I sorted them out.

The movements are smooth and skillful and natural.

These details made Li Chungang even more convinced that Chen Mu was a real and professional pavilion sweeper, and would not be a contemporary Confucian saint.

"May I ask my uncle, can the Confucian saint of the academy be in the library pavilion?"

When Chen Mu heard this, he looked up at Li Chungang, and there was a hint of surprise on his face: "Ah, it turns out that you are here to find a Confucian saint." ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

"It's a pity that the Confucian saint doesn't see any outsiders, so please go back."

"Huh?"

"Hey—"

Li Chungang let out a long sigh when he heard this, and then slowly turned around:

"That's fine."

"Since I didn't have the opportunity to meet the Confucian Sage, it seems that I will not be able to return to the land fairy realm in this life no matter what."

Seeing this, Chen Mu said in his heart, this guy is simply there.

said that the Confucian sage did not see outsiders, and he left.

In fact, Chen Mu knows Li Chungang's past very clearly.

At the age of sixteen, he entered the Vajra realm, at the age of nineteen, he entered the Xuan realm, and at the age of twenty-four, he reached the heavenly phenomena.

Since his debut to the Celestial Realm, he has not tasted a defeat, and his talent is so high that it is smacking people's tongues, which makes it difficult for people in the rivers and lakes to raise their heads, and it has also attracted countless waves to imitate Li Chungang's romance.

However, it was because of his youthful ambition that the first half of his life went too smoothly, and after that, he encountered a series of setbacks, which caused him to collapse from then on.

Li Chungang, who fought all over the world in the first half of his life, was deliberately defeated by him.

Prior to this, Wang Xianzhi, who challenged him, had been defeated by his sword six times.

The seventh time, it was indeed Li Chungang who deliberately courteously courteously gave Wang Xianzhi, he was afraid that he would win, and he couldn't find a reason not to kill Wang Xianzhi.

So he didn't use that trick to "open the gate of heaven with a sword".

In the end, Wang Xianzhi broke the Trojan Horse Cow.

However, what really hit him the hardest was actually the death of the green robe.

Li Chungang's swordsmanship is great, but he is still sad after all.

After he mistakenly killed his beloved Green Robe, he was disheartened and retired to the rivers and lakes, decadent for more than 20 years.

Sadness is the first blow.

The second blow came from Qi Xuanjiao, the reincarnation of Lu Zu.

Back then, in order to be able to save the green robe, Li Chungang went to Longhu Mountain alone to ask for Jindan.

Facing Li Chungang, Qi Xuanjiao, who was reincarnated by Lu Zu, did not directly give the pill, but discussed with him.

If he wins, he can be given the pill.

At that time, Li Chungang, who was bent on saving his sweetheart in the green robe, was uncertain, where would he be Qi Xuanjiao's opponent?

In the end, Qi Xuanjiao had mental arithmetic and unintentionally exploited the loophole.

This defeat even made Li Chungang doubt his kendo for the first time.

After messing up the heart of the sword, it directly led to its realm plummeting again.

Later, when he fought against Sui Slope Valley, he broke his arm again......

Such a life experience is really sad and lamentable.

Chen Mu felt that Li Chungang's life experience was diametrically opposed to Wang Xianzhi.

Li Chungang is a young man who has defeated Wang Xianzhi six times.

And Wang Xianzhi is a late bloomer, he failed to challenge Li Chungang six times in a row, and finally after the success of the seventh challenge, he went all the way bravely and diligently, and became a leader in the rivers and lakes.

To this day, it still sits firmly on the throne of the first place in the world.

said that he was the second in the world, just to remember Li Chungang's kindness that he did not come out of that sword.

Now, looking at Li Chungang's lonely background, Chen Mu is also a little unbearable.

The beauty is in the twilight, the hero's end is the most unretained in the world......

Chen Mu thought about it, and decided to secretly dial Li Chungang.

So he said to his back:

"I have heard that those who are most affectionate and sincere in nature are going to survive the calamity of love in this life."

"Huh?" When Li Chungang heard this, his body suddenly shook, stopped, looked back, and looked at Chen Mu with some surprise, "Uncle, how do you say this?" ”

Faced with Li Chungang's questioning, Chen Mu no longer paid attention to it.

He lowered his head and continued to sweep the library.

Seeing this, Li Chungang couldn't help laughing at himself.

I thought that this old man would say something.

But now that I look at it, it's completely my own overthinking.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Li Chungang turned his head and left.

Chen Mu suddenly opened his mouth at this time, and whispered softly:

"One farewell to the gate and three changes to the fire, and the cliff is all over the world. Still smiling as spring warmth. Wulan Zhen Xinghua Village, there is a festival is Qiuyun. ”

"The lonely sail was sent that night, bidding farewell to the light moon and clouds. There is no need to frown before respecting. Life is like a reverse journey, and I am also a pedestrian. ”

Chen Mu's poems, Li Chungang listened to them.

But I only thought that this was just the feeling of the old man sweeping the pavilion, and he didn't think much about it.

After packing up his mood, Li Chungang went to say goodbye to his master: "It's a pity that the saint doesn't want to see me. ”

He thought that this trip to the library was fruitless, and decided to leave.

"It's all about senior brother, but he doesn't see outsiders."

However, the Master's words did not say never: "If it is late today, you should stay here for one night, and it will not be too late to leave tomorrow." ”

"This ......"

"Although Senior Brother doesn't see outsiders, the Confucian Sage is there by chance, and if you stay for one more night, you may be able to realize something."

After listening to the master's words, Li Chungang felt that it made sense, so he stayed in the guest room of the academy first.

In the dead of night, Li Chungang suddenly remembered the song sung by Chen Mu

"One farewell to the gate and three changes to the fire, and the cliff is all over the world. Still smiling as spring warmth. Wulan Zhen Xinghua Village, there is a festival is Qiuyun. ”

"The lonely sail was sent that night, bidding farewell to the light moon and clouds. There is no need to frown before respecting. Life is like a reverse journey, and I am also a pedestrian. ”

Gradually, Li Chungang immersed himself in the artistic conception of the words.

Li Chungang had an epiphany:

"The road of life is often sad, and everyone is just looking for joy in suffering."

"No matter how brilliant life is, for this huge world, it is just a drop in the ocean."

"What if I'm a sword god?"

"A hundred years later, it's just a handful of loess."

"I don't want to be a man that day, I just need to be happy in this world and see more of this beautiful world for the green robe."

At this point, Li Chungang's dusty heart knot gradually opened, and the broken state of mind gradually reunited like a broken mirror reunion.

In the dead of night, a powerful sword qi suddenly rose above the guest room of the academy, and then the sword qi continued to increase......

In the end, it was overwhelming, filling the night sky of the academy......

Soon, all the disciples of the academy were shocked.

One by one, they woke up in their sleep and stared into the air in shock.

"Senior brother, senior brother, what's the situation?"

"Whose sword qi is that?"

"It's amazing."

At this moment, the Master's voice came from the night sky:

"The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and one sword light chills nineteen continents."

"What a spirit!"

On this day, Li Chungang re-entered the land fairyland!