The fence was knocked down, the night wind could enter and exit more happily, the temperature around the grass hut became lower, and compared with the starlight sprinkled on the courtyard, the oil lamp in the house looked particularly dim, Chen Changsheng walked into the courtyard and looked at the middle-aged man on the stone, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Xun Mei was a strong person with amazing talent back then, and now she has been watching the monument in the Tianshu Mausoleum for more than 30 years, and she doesn't know how much she has grown in cultivation, so she naturally knows that these teenagers have come behind her, and said: "It's not that I don't dare, and I'm not embarrassed, but I know that I'm not as good as him now, so what's the point of going out?"

Although he knew that this middle-aged man's strength was extremely high, he still couldn't accept this attitude, and said in a deep voice: "If you haven't fought, how can you know that you are inferior to the other party?

Xun Mei's voice became a little lonely: "I have been in the Tianshu Mausoleum for thirty-seven years, I don't communicate with the outside world, I gave up my favorite calligraphy and painting when I was a teenager, I only want to fill my stomach when I eat, I only want to keep warm when I sleep, and I spend all my time looking at the monument and practicing meditation, but I still can't catch up with him, and I also want to know what the meaning of life is." ”

"Do you know Wang Po's current realm level?" Tang Thirty-six was a little surprised, and said, "I thought that the mountains didn't know the years, and you would ask us." ”

"Every year after the end of the imperial examination, the Tianshu Tomb will come to the newcomers, every once in a while, the senior brother will also send someone to see me, I don't care much about other things in the world, I don't care who is the emperor, but I really want to know Wang Po's current situation, so I know his current situation, the current situation every year. ”

Xun Mei stood up, looked at the night outside the Tianshu Mausoleum and the faintly visible lights of Kyoto, and said: "The year I entered the Tianshu Mausoleum, he was the top of the Qingyun List, and then I knew that he entered the Gold List and ranked second, and then he entered the Xiaoyao List and was in front of Xiao Zhang again, I think he should be very happy at that moment." ”

Tianliang Wang Po, painting Xiao Zhang, that is a celebrity of an era earlier than Chen Changsheng and them, and now Qiushan Jun's status seems to be the real powerhouse of today's mainland, Xun Mei should have the same famous name as them, but because of the monument in the Tianshu Mausoleum, he never went out, so he was gradually forgotten by the mainland, at least people like Chen Changsheng don't know.

"If you don't stay in the Heavenly Book Tomb all the time, your name will definitely be on the list, and it will most likely be in the top five. Tang Thirty-six looked at him and said.

Xun Mei turned around, looked at the three teenagers and said, "Top five...... It's really beautiful, but it's not the first after all, and it's going to be behind him after all, isn't it?"

Tang Thirty-six was a little unable to understand this mentality, and said, "Then can you only be calm if you continue to stay in the Heavenly Book Tomb and be forgotten by the world?"

"Tianshuling is a possibility, and it is the only possibility for me to surpass Wang Po. ”

The chill between Xun Mei's eyebrows became stronger and stronger, but it was not daunting, but it became more and more determined: "As long as I stay in the Heavenly Book Mausoleum and continue to observe the monument and realize the Dao, one day, I can successfully walk to the top of the Heavenly Book Mausoleum and fully understand the true meaning of the Heavenly Dao, and on that day, how can Wang Po still be my opponent?"

The courtyard was silent, and some small animal had crept out of the fallen fence and made a rustling sound, as if in opposition to the words.

"Senior, how many tablets have you seen in the past thirty-seven years?" Chen Changsheng suddenly asked.

Hearing this question, Xun Mei frowned slightly, lowered her head and thought about it seriously, and then said: "In the first year, it took me three months to understand seventeen monuments, and there was a heavy rainstorm that summer, and then the speed slowed down, and in winter, I saw five or six more?"

Thirty-seven years in the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, this period is too long, so that he has forgotten a lot of the details of the earliest time, and he needs to recall it very seriously before he can remember it. He seriously recalled the snow and rain in the past, and said: "In the second year, I looked at four monuments, and in the third year, I saw three. ”

He shook his head, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "I really can't remember the total." ”

"But it's clear that you're looking at the monument slower and slower. Chen Changsheng hesitated for a moment and then said, "Forgive me for being rude, maybe you can't remember how many steles you have seen in the past thirty-seven years, but you should be able to remember how many years you haven't been able to read the inscription on a stele again." ”

Xun Mei's body shook slightly, her face became a little pale, and her old clothes full of oil trembled lightly in the night wind.

"It only takes three months to be able to read the inscriptions on the seventeen stone tablets, this kind of talent and comprehension is really admirable, very remarkable, I believe that if that stone house is not destroyed by His Majesty Taizong, we should see your name on it, but ......"

Tang Thirty-six shook his head and said, "Since with your natural understanding, you can only go so far, why do you have to continue to suffer here?" I remember very well that Wang Po only looked at the Tianshu Tomb for a year, and left after seeing thirty-one stone tablets. ”

Xun Mei's eyes suddenly brightened, as if she was in a hurry to show her own child, and said in a loud voice: "Although I can't remember how many stone tablets I have read in total, I am very sure that there will definitely be more than thirty-one!

"So what?"

Tang Thirty-six used to be a student of the Heavenly Dao Academy, looking at this middle-aged man who was Luotuo, he subconsciously wanted to help the other party, he couldn't help but feel a little sad when he heard this, and sighed: "With Wang Po's natural understanding, if he continues to stay in the Heavenly Book Tomb for a few more years, he will definitely be able to read a few more stone tablets, but why did he resolutely leave? It is because he knows that his limit is there, and if he continues to stay here, even if he can see a few more stone tablets, it is not proportional to the years spent in the Heavenly Book Tomb, it is a waste." ”

Xun Mei was a little angry when she heard this, but she found that she didn't know how to refute it, and she couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and the courtyard in front of the thatched house became extremely quiet again.

"You mean...... All these years in the Heavenly Book Tomb have been a waste of my life?"

He shook his head, his voice trembled slightly, and said, "No, his talent and understanding are far superior to mine, except for the Heavenly Book Tomb, what else can help me surpass him? Yes, he is still above me now, but if I can't surpass him outside the Tomb in the Heavenly Book Tomb, what hope can I have if I leave the Heavenly Book Tomb?"

"The stone tablets in the Heavenly Book Tomb can help us practice, but there are also many things outside the Heavenly Book Tomb that can help us practice, otherwise why would Wang Po become so powerful?"

Folded sleeves, who hadn't spoken much, suddenly spoke.

Xun Mei frowned tightly and said, "What can be outside the Heavenly Book Mausoleum that can help us cultivate more than those stone tablets with supreme meaning?"

"There are a lot of them. ”

He folded his sleeves and said indifferently: "Battle, wind and rain, heaven and earth themselves, as well as poverty and bitter cold, and most importantly, there is life and death outside the Tianshu Mausoleum." ”

Xun Mei opened her mouth slightly, unable to speak for a long time.

Looking at this scene, Chen Changsheng felt a lot of emotion in his heart, obviously he was just a teenager, and his strength was too far worse than Xun Mei, but at this time, he spoke to Xun Mei like a teacher educating a child-the wolf cub who grew up on the snow field with difficulty has a more real and accurate understanding of this world than a cultivator who has been in the Heavenly Book Tomb for thirty-seven years.

"But...... It's thirty-seven years......"

Xun Mei turned to look at the Tianshu Mausoleum in the night, her expression was a little confused, and she said to herself: "There are still many stone tablets on it that I don't understand, I don't know how to read them, I really want to know." If I can climb to the top of the mausoleum, read those tablets, and grasp the true meaning of the Heavenly Dao, I will definitely be able to defeat Wang Po, and if I want to leave like this, how can I be willing?"

After saying this, he shook his head with a wry smile and walked out of the courtyard.

The starlight sprinkled in the courtyard and also fell on his hair, I don't know if it was a problem with the light, Chen Changsheng always felt that he saw a few lines of white hair, and for a while, the night breeze seemed to be a little cooler. 、

"Where is he going?"

Looking at Xun Mei's somewhat gloomy back and slightly stumbling steps, Chen Changsheng was a little worried about whether his spirit was too stimulated.

Tang Thirty-six said with some pity: "I should go to the Heavenly Book Mausoleum to see the stele...... For thirty-seven years, maybe every night he's lived like this. ”

The starlight is very bright, used to write or some difficulties, but it is okay to use it to view the monument, and there is a faint light in the Tianshu Mausoleum, and there are many people who want to watch the monument at night.

"He's not going to see the monument. ”

The expression on his folded sleeves suddenly changed, and he looked at Xun Mei who was about to disappear into the night forest, and said: "The road to the monument is in Lingbei, and he is going to the south." ”

Tang Thirty-six was stunned and said, "Could it be that he was so confused that he went the wrong way?"

Chen Changsheng regretted a little and said: "The predecessor is in the mausoleum, or it is a little unclear, but the situation is different, we think the correct reason is not necessarily reasonable for him." And we're juniors after all, so isn't that too much?"

"Wrong is wrong, wasting life is wasting life, and it has nothing to do with seniors and juniors. Folded sleeves said expressionlessly.

"Hmm...... I want to follow along, hoping nothing happens. ”

Chen Changsheng walked out of the fence, and Tang Thirty-six also followed, folding his sleeves and looking at the fence that fell to the ground for a while, and then left the grass hut.

This thatched hut is in the southwest of the Tianshu Mausoleum, and after a short walk to the south after the forest, you can hear the roaring sound of dozens of waterfalls in the south of the Lingnan.

In the night, Xun Mei's figure could be faintly seen, and the three teenagers followed and walked through the spring rain-like foam, and then came to the stone flat full of shallow canals.

The starlight is sprinkled on the stone lawn, and the clear water in the canal is gently swaying, and the picture is very beautiful.

Xun Mei stepped through those shallow ditches, stepped on the water, and wet her clothes, but she ignored it, looking a little lost and depressed.

He came to Shinto and looked up at the top of the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, his expression slightly confused.

Thirty-seven years, countless days and nights, he just wanted to go there, but unfortunately he never got there.

Although this divine path went straight to the top of the Heavenly Book Mausoleum, he had no way to go up.

Because the man was dressed in armor and sat quietly in the gazebo in front of Shinto.

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(Today's state is not good, just this chapter, write 8,000 words tomorrow, and strive for the next plot to be completed in one go, the next paragraph is a scene that I particularly like, and I naturally didn't go to Lingnan to play basketball, but at this time I suddenly thought that in fact, the things in the core are the same.) ）