"Uncle Da, is this the start of the battle?" Su Changmo stared at the town from afar, it didn't seem to have changed much, why were those people so nervous, moving houses, repairing altars, and having to find someone to write their names. The boy was confused.

The man glanced at the young man's expression, took in the full view, and said slowly: "Let's go, talk while walking." ”

"What you just wanted to ask was why this start-up battle, the thunder was loud and the rain was small?"

"Hmm. Su Changmo raised his head and stared at the man's side face, his eyes must be uncertain.

"The formation of this place, in fact, is just to accelerate the gathering of the town's aura to reach the avenue of luck, so that these foreign teenagers and small town children can absorb and refine, and the aura of heaven and earth, you have not yet concluded the talisman, of course you can't see it, as for the luck, it is even more mysterious, and it can only be perceived by a little obvious above the end, so it is not strange to look at the calm and calm in front of you, but you look at it now. ”

Before the man's words fell, he turned around and waved his hands behind him.

Su Changmo turned around in confusion, and the colorful spiritual light in the town kept flowing, rising from the junction of the four directions of heaven and earth in the distance, like a swimming dragon, mighty and mighty, converging on the dome of the town, thick as the sea, like rain about to pour.

The various colors of aura are distinct from each other, heading towards the small town people's houses, with different thicknesses, occasionally a few colliding with each other, lightning and thunder between each other, but the sound seems to be separated from the clouds.

The young man's eyes were staring, "Uncle Da, this is the aura?"

The man laughed, "Hmm." The so-called cultivation, the first step is to refine the aura of heaven and earth. ”

"The man must not blow up. The boy blurted out.

Su Changmo found Tang Ying, Xu Jingmo, Mu Haoru, and Si Shen at a glance, and the corners of his mouth rose, extremely happy.

"Uncle Da, what's going on with those trees down there?" Su Changmo looked down, and he was surprised again.

It runs through both sides of the main street that runs east and west of the town. Those plane trees were lit with raging fires, several feet high, and they actually bounced away the aura from the sky one by one, like a long sword, piercing through the tentacles of the aura in the sky.

"Fengqi Wutong, where can you see these snorting foods. ”

The young man seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and he was already shocked and unintentionally asked.

The man turned around and climbed the mountain, Su Changmo had no vision in sight, the wind was clear and the sun was clear, the wind was smooth, and he hurried to catch up.

"Uncle Da, what is the talisman, what is the end?" Su Changmo said.

"In the realm of cultivation, there are twelve folds, which are the life talisman, the opening of the body, the Xuan Fetus, the Qi Sea, the Cave Mansion, the Jindan, the Yuan Baby, the Transformation God, the Sage, the Immortal, the Heavenly Immortal, and the Heavenly Venerable. The end of the world is the realm of saints. There is no urgency in these things. ”

The young man said with a heavy heart: "It's so hard to hear, Uncle Da, I'm stupid." ”

"Don't be in a hurry, walk slowly, step by step, after a long time, you will go far. The man smiled, paused for a moment and then said: "Just go up the mountain, look high, walk up, you can always reach the end, the point is, what to do after reaching the top." ”

Su Changmo suddenly understood, and replied loudly, "Yes." ”

Uncle Da said that he understood that mountaineering was clear to him, so he couldn't take it one step at a time. I have been making wine all these years, and these two mountains have not been climbed.

"Uncle Da, are we going to Confucius Temple?"

After walking a short distance, I saw that it was coming towards Cangtong Mountain, and the boy already knew that there was only one place where he could study.

"Well, go to the Confucius Temple. The man seemed to think of something happy, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and quickly held back.

"Won't it disturb the old master to go there?" Su Changmo was slightly worried,

Although the old master said last time that he would let him read more books, but few people have been to the Confucius Temple, and the old master should be quiet and accustomed to casual greetings, plus although the old master is not bad, his temper is sometimes really unpredictable, and he is still a little scared.

"It's okay, old master, you go to study, he agreed, and said that it doesn't matter if you live there. He also takes care of the food. The matter of multiple mouths. ”

The young man smiled, and was just about to speak, when he suddenly stared at the man next to him, and suddenly realized: "The friend Uncle Da said is the old master?"

The man smiled silently.

The young man said in a low voice: "It turns out that Uncle Da and the old master are friends." A trace of worry between his eyebrows finally slowly disappeared.

The man touched the top of the young man's head and asked softly: "Start the battle today, those teenagers in the town should each have the secret books of the sect, and start to catch up with these foreign genius boys, but Uncle Da took you here to read idle books, are you in a hurry?"

"I don't know much of a word, I can't compare to Tang Ying Xiaohao and them, those things, I can't understand them. The young man's face was slightly red, and he smiled shyly: "Uncle Da, I'm not as smart as them, don't think I'm stupid when you teach me in the future." ”

The man nodded, "No, Uncle Da was also very stupid in his cultivation back then." ”

A bird chirped from the two sides and swept towards the top of the mountain, and the man followed, and the eaves of the Confucius Temple could already be seen from afar.

In the end, in addition to whether you are smart or not, you have to be good or bad in your mind. But the heart, only if you save up little by little, one day, can you let the mountains and rivers turn upside down, the way of heaven is gone, I will not move, stand up to the sky. A little help from others can be a brick and brick, or it can be an ant destroying the embankment.

It's just that these words are not directly said to the teenager in front of him, to dispel the teenager's worries, sometimes he is afraid, so that he can walk more steadily, and he can be humble if he is not enough.

"Books should be read slowly, and cultivation should not be left behind. ”

"I listen to Uncle Da. ”

Finally saw the mountain gate of the Confucius Temple, the young man hurriedly looked up at the man, as if he had finally mustered up the courage, "Uncle Da, are you very powerful?"

The man laughed when he heard this, and he was full of spirit, "As far as the eye can see, the world is invincible." ”

Su Changmo was convinced, bowed his head and said nothing.

The invincible master in the world, what a good apprentice he should have, how can he be himself!

The young man was a little worried, and then he frowned, and then he was in his heart.

"It's coming. ”

Su Changmo looked up, and the old master was standing at the door, his face was not very good-looking. Don't you want to?

Da Gezuo, who was dressed in green clothes, said with a smile: "Along the way, I am very tired, so make a cup of tea and drink it first?"

The old master brushed his sleeves away, "Coarse tea on the mountain, don't prick your throat." ”

Su Changmo's face was embarrassed, and it was clear that he was not welcome when he said this.

"Uncle Da, why don't you go back, there are also books in the private school, and Master Liu is willing to borrow them. ”

"It's okay, old grudges, don't worry. The man leaned close to the boy and whispered.

It seems that yesterday, the blow was lighter.

"Boy, come here. The old master turned his back and beckoned as he walked.

Su Changmo looked at the man beside him and asked with his eyes.

"Go ahead, it's okay. Uncle Da is waiting for you on the second floor. Da Ge pointed to the attic in front of him.

Su Changmo was still a little restrained and frowned. The man gently pushed the young man with both hands, his eyes shining, and the clouds were shining.

The old master pulled Su Changmo with one hand and walked towards a three-story study building in the middle of the academy, did the young man look back, the man sang, always smiling, and never entered the door.

Su Changmo entered the building, looked around the left and right, and hung an older portrait of the master in the middle, like the next desk, on which this rusty black lampholder was placed, and other than that, there was nothing.

The old master stopped, did not speak, just stared at the lamp, and after a long time, sighed, and led the young man to the second floor, and the young man was confused from beginning to end.

On the second floor, Su Changmo was stunned as soon as he went up the stairs, and the golden words that filled the room were suspended in the void, like water and waves, flowing slowly.

This is an immortal book, so much, it's no longer on paper, and I can't read it.

The young man looked at the old master suspiciously, and the master said expressionlessly: "Go forward, it's okay, a little trick." ”

Su Changmo raised his feet and walked forward as if he didn't understand, and many huge words rushed to him in an instant, and the old master's eyes flashed with a slight smile.

The young man was startled, holding his head in his hands, and many words that were less than an inch away from the young man's body froze, as if he was hesitating, and he scattered like an arrow from the string, and the large and small words in the room were tightly attached to the wall, and the font structure was slightly loose.

The old master remained silent, staring quietly, from a hint of joy to a last look of discouragement.

Although Su Changmo didn't know what was going on, the old master's expression could still be understood, and the young man's heart was full of apologies. What about Uncle Da? Why didn't you come in?

The old master came back to his senses, pointed to the stairs pointing up, and said with a smile: "It's okay, the book is on it." Let's go up."

Su Changmo bowed down and asked, "Aren't you going up?"

"I'm not going, I've read all those books, you remember, if you don't go to the end and feel tired, go back the way you came, go back next time, if you see a book at the end, take a random copy, and then go in and change it after reading it." The old master said in a deep voice.

Su Changmo walked towards the stairs, and suddenly it was dark in front of him, and he only faintly saw the stairs under his feet, which were dark on all sides, and the young man walked slowly upward.

The old master appeared beside Da Ge and said leisurely, "I really know you?"

"Really" The man turned his head and smiled, his forehead was like beads of sweat, like a god, standing against the sky.

Su Changmo didn't know how long he had been walking, his back ached, his legs began to swing while standing, and his clothes were already wet and dry and wet.

Looking up, the front faintly went upward, and behind him was already a few cangtong mountains high, bottomless.

The young man gritted his teeth again and stepped up, but he stopped suddenly after taking a few steps, the stairs in front of him were broken, Su Changmo looked at the distance, and jumped hard, it was estimated that there was still more than a foot behind.

Holding his breath, retreating, and jumping forward, Su Changmo stepped on the air with one foot, and it seemed like an abyss under him, Su Changmo's hands tightly grasped the opposite fracture, and the blood poked by the stubble on his hands flowed, dripping on his face.

Su Changmo climbed up little by little, sat on the stairs, frightened, glanced behind him, and was dumbfounded.

Four or five steps away, there was another fracture, Su Changmo was a little disheartened, reading a book, so difficult?

The boy looked down the stairs, gritted his teeth, and jumped again, barely grabbing the break in the stairs.

As soon as I climbed the stairs, one step ahead, there was still a cliff, this distance, even farther, as long as you jump, you will definitely die.

Su Changmo squatted on the stairs, staring at the endless stairs in front of him, his eyes becoming colder and colder.

The old master's words were not welcome to hear himself, since Uncle Da begged someone, it couldn't be in vain!

Take a leap. Falling straight into the abyss, the wind in my ears is like thunder.

Su Changmo slowly closed his eyes, father, mother......

Suddenly, the body hovered, the young man opened his eyes, the top of his head was like the moon in the sky, the surroundings were bright, the young man had a bright moon on his head, stepped on the stone altar, and stood at the highest place of the book mountain.

Su Changmo's eyes were full of tears, shocked, under his feet, is a hollowed-out giant mountain, bottomless, surrounded by stone walls, there are countless books, neat and tidy, standing on the white jade bookshelf, the dust is not clean, there is a step in the middle, floating in the air, slowly rotating around the stone wall, the whole mountain, there is only the fragrance of ink.

The young man stepped down the ladder and read a book around the wall, like a saucer dancing.

In the palace of the world's learning, the Tao is heroic, like a dragon out of the abyss, returning to the nest.

Outside the academy, the man in Tsing Yi grabbed down, a giant sword came out from under Cangtong Mountain, the man held the sword and threw it into the sky, a magnificent sword light, turned into an umbrella, blocking the breath of the Nine University Palace.

Da Ge's knees were slightly bent, his clothes rose with the wind, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all, the more he came, the better. Today is all scattered, and there will be more to come.

The old master took a few steps back in succession, stepped backwards, and stepped into the dirt until he reached the ankle, and then he could stabilize his body.

"A thousand years of practice, is it worth it?"

The man in the green shirt stiffened his head and smiled: "Little guy, am I chic?"

The old master shouted angrily, sat on the ground, and a jade-faced scholar came out of his body, rising with the wind, a hundred feet tall for a moment, holding the handle of the long sword umbrella tightly with both hands, and his whole body was like a porcelain crack.

Lao Guan vaguely felt that something was wrong, stepped out from the second floor, and when he appeared outside the door, both of them spat out a mouthful of blood, and the world was clear. The old crutch is a little unclear.

The old master looked back at the three-story building in the courtyard, his eyes darkened.

This kind of grandeur is unheard of and unseen. Could it be that this son is the chosen one? No, that kid from the Tang family even lights the lamp.

The man in Tsing Yi was shocked, and looked at the oncoming young man with a smile.

"Uncle Da, Master, Uncle Kid, I found the book mountain, and the book is chasing me, so I took it. ”

"Book Mountain" the old master exclaimed, "Are you sure it's a mountain?"

Su Changmo said with a smile: "Yes, a mountain is so high, it must be hundreds of Yuntao Mountains high, and the high ones can reach the sky." ”

"Then what have you got?" the old master looked flustered and spoke fiercely.

"As for this book, I read a lot of books, and I didn't know which one to choose, but this one kept following me and scared me, so I took it and changed it after reading it. The boy held the book in both hands and smiled.

The old crutch looked confused. I want to open my mouth, but I don't know why, I'm not there for a moment, have these three people experienced so many things?

The old master glanced at the book, stood with his eyes closed, and muttered: "Don't look at incivility, don't look at incivility!"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled helplessly and touched the young man's forehead, "It's okay, it's good." I'll get it when I'm done. But in his heart, he was angry and scolding.

I've worked so hard, running around and running west, hiding and hiding, it's good for you, just watch from the wall, it's still such a dirty style, that's still a big fart!

Da Ge pulled Su Changmo down the mountain, and the young man turned around and waved goodbye to the old uncle and the old master. Without waiting for the two of them to move, they went down the mountain with the book in their arms tightly in their arms.

"What the hell is going on?" the old man poked the old master who didn't open his eyes yet, "Everyone is gone, what are you doing?"

The old master opened his eyes, looked at the sky, and then stared at the two people on the mountain road.

"Do you know what that Yuntao Mountain is?"

"Didn't you say it, the only remaining library in the Tianxia School Palace. The old man stood with his hands in his hands and looked down the mountain.

This old master, since he was beaten, why has he been chattering.

"There is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it is also a tomb, where the twelve Heavenly Immortal Realm ancestors of the world's knowledge are buried, and all the books in the world are buried. The old master spoke slowly, and his eyes were blank.

There are fewer and fewer people in the world, the Nine University Palaces are withering, and the sects of various continents are attacking the School Palace together.

In the library pavilion, under the heavenly fairy realm, it is impossible to break into, today's young man, the lights are not on, the words do not match, why can he enter the pavilion? How did he pass the test in the pavilion, it stands to reason that it is not so simple. But why is it not that thing, but an inconsequential book?

The old master turned around and went back to the academy, followed by the old man, "I haven't finished talking yet, so what?"

"If it weren't for the people identified by several ancestors, you wouldn't be allowed to enter under the immortals. ”

"My God, under the immortals, what treasure is there?"

"Relic of the School Palace. ”

"Xiao Mo took it?"

"Nope. ”

"What is a holy relic?"

"The context of the world. ”

The old crutch is like being struck by lightning.

Doesn't it mean that after the Nine University Palaces are closed, the cultural context has been cut off?

The old master looked at the top of Yuntao Mountain, uncertain.

Why did he enter the Library Pavilion but not get the holy relics, and he also dispersed the heroic spirit from the Nine University Palaces, what did this person want to do?

On the mountain road, Su Changmo kept smiling from ear to ear, shouting a lot of words as if he didn't know them, and asked the man to read when he arrived at the restaurant, and the man couldn't laugh or cry.

The boy felt that he was drifting when he walked, this must be excellent, and he would fly by himself, could it be amazing?

The man resisted the urge to tear up the book, and dragged Su Changmo to walk very fast.

There is a name in the book "The Wind and the Moon Are Boundless".