Looking at the fleeting figure in the woods behind him, Ye Qingguan was also a little surprised, although the other party's figure was agile, he still caught it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's Dongruyue!

"Could it be that he really has something to do with the legendary Eastern Emperor?" Ye Qingguan couldn't help but make such a conjecture.

And several times, he found that Dong Ruyue appeared in front of him very skillfully, the first time was a book that An Lanxuan said recorded the traces of the Eastern Emperor, the second time was a book that recorded Confucius and Lao Tzu's discussion of the Tao, and this time it was encountered here in Donglin Jieshi.

Time and time again, Dong Ruyue grasped this clue in a very timely manner.

"Where did he hear about it?" Ye Qingguan was very puzzled.

He got the first clue that it was traded from An Lanxuan, and the second clue was that he heard Mr. mention the four words "its dragon evil" during class, and this time, it was the old man who poured vegetables told him.

But Dong Ruyue, a child in a small noodle restaurant under the mountain, was a teenager, but he had never studied, and he depended on his grandfather for his life, until he was met by Ye Qingguan, his circumstances changed, and he was brought up the mountain as a scholar.

Such an inconspicuous ordinary person, where did he get to these clues?

"Could it be that his ancestors have left any clues and instructions?" Ye Qingguan guessed again.

If Dong Ruyue is really a descendant of the Eastern Emperor, then it is not surprising that the other party has some clues.

Thinking of Dong Ruyue looking at the Holy Hill again and again under the mountain, Ye Qingguan's mind became ethereal, at that time he thought that Dong Ruyue was envious of those scholars on the Holy Hill, but now it seems that it is not so simple, and the other party is afraid that it is for the East Emperor to inherit.

However, he didn't have any ill will towards Dong Ruyue, he saw the shadow of his childhood from Dong Ruyue's body, and he didn't want to see him disappear into the world like this, no one knew, so he passed on the method of refining the body in "Nine Folds" to him, and Dong Ruyue also called him a master.

"If it is really a descendant of the Eastern Emperor, it is really my blessing. Ye Qingguan laughed self-deprecatingly, and then turned around and looked at the east side of the Jieshi.

The east is adjacent to the Jieshi to view the sea.

This is the famous sentence left by the ancient hero Cao Cao, and there is a good sentence such as "the trip of the sun and the moon, if out of it; the stars are brilliant, if out of it", this "Jieshi Chapter" has also become a swan song.

Ye Qingguan involuntarily touched the ancient sword behind him, and the old man said that Cao Cao was the first generation of sword owners of this sword, what did he mean by leaving such a posthumous poem here?

Cao Cao has been around for thousands of years, and this sword has been circulating since the age of mythology, if Cao Cao is the first generation of sword masters, then in the middle of the two thousand years, where did the ancient sword disappear?

The more Ye Qingguan thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out, his sword was too mysterious, although it ranked fourth in the Sword Pavilion, it was the oldest sword, there was no one, even the first sword, the time it appeared was not as good as his.

"What secrets do you hide?" Ye Qingguan rubbed the ancient sword behind his back and muttered softly, no one could hear what the name of the sword he said.

After studying the Donglin Jieshi for a while, Ye Qingguan didn't find any secrets, and seeing that the six arts course in the afternoon was about to arrive, he could only give up and turn around and walk towards the Sage Mansion.

Walking into the Sage House from the east gate, Ye Qingguan lowered his head and thought about his own affairs, a little distracted, and suddenly heard footsteps coming from in front of him, so he stopped, but the other party bumped into him all of a sudden.

Ye Qingguan's body shook slightly, and when he looked fixedly, he saw the true face of the person who came.

"Second Master?" Ye Qingguan showed a look of surprise, the person who bumped into him was the second head of the Sage Mansion-Yan Bai, the great Confucian who sat on his own body, but fell into "cognitive obstacles".

His clothes were still extremely sloppy, standing covered in dust and mud, and he didn't know where he had just come from, his eyes were dull, his hair was unkempt, and his whole person was like a demon.

Looking at his appearance, Ye Qingguan also sighed secretly, feeling concerned.

The martial arts have been up and down for thousands of years, and the inheritance has been extremely long, but there are many martial artists who die every year because of going mad and falling into demons, even if they are martial arts masters with extremely high realm cultivation, there are also people who will go mad.

As for Confucianism and Taoism, since the development of Confucius more than 1,000 years ago, it has also become one of the hundred schools of thought, and it plays a pivotal role in the world.

A great Confucian like Yan Bai has reached a very high level of self-cultivation, but he still has great doubts about his thoughts on the platform, so he has fallen into the "cognitive obstacle", and he has not come out for more than ten years, which has to be said to be very scary.

Ye Qingguan will be eighteen years old in a few months, and at his age, with such cultivation, he can already be called a genius in the sky.

But sometimes he is at a loss, after all, he is too young, he has too little experience after all, his state of mind cultivation is not enough, and there is a great possibility that he will go mad, and when he sees Yan Bai like this, he can't help but think of himself.

At the beginning, he still wanted to sit on the platform to watch the sages realize, and then take care of his own body, but now it seems that he still thinks too easily.

patting the dust on his body, Ye Qingguan helped Yan Bai to sit down on the grass next to him, and simply tied up his hair, while Yan Bai was like a puppet, letting Ye Qingguan fiddle with it, his eyes were hollow, and there was no trace of brilliance.

Looking at Yan Bai quietly, Ye Qingguan was silent for a while, as if talking to himself, and spoke softly.

"Seniors, although I don't know why you have become like this, falling into 'cognitive obstacles' and doubting your own thoughts, but I think that people live for themselves, why should we care so much about the perceptions of the sages? ”

"Take me, I don't know how I came to this world, and I don't know who my father and mother are, and when they first appeared, they were in the far north plains. I remember very well, the first day I opened my eyes, I saw an extra sun in the sky, although it was much smaller than the sun, but it was as bright as the sun, I didn't know what that celestial phenomenon meant, but I felt very happy, I felt that the second sun was warm, and then I smiled. ”

"I don't know if it's because I'm a so-called man of God, but from the first moment I opened my eyes, I still remember everything I saw. After the strange celestial phenomenon happened, I saw an extra wolf beside me, which held me in its mouth, fed me milk, and kept me alive. I don't know how long it took, but I watched the sun rise and set, and set and rise, as if hundreds of times, and as if thousands of times. ”

"Then I saw a man, dressed in black, carrying a long strip of white cloth on his back, looking at me, grinning, laughing and laughing and crying, and saying 'Miss, I have finally found your blood'. I don't know why, but when I saw him for the first time, I felt so close and smiled happily. ”

"After that, he made a bamboo basket, which was my first home, and carried me on my back and started south, and along the way, I saw him kill a lot of people, many, many people. ”

"A few years later, we came to a majestic city pass, where I drank delicious honey water, and then I also saw a white-bearded old man, his name was Thirteen Uncle Long, and the Thirteenth Uncle called him an inexplicable senior, and I also smiled at him, what he said, what he looked like, I still remember it clearly. ”

"Later, Uncle Thirteen carried me to Dongyu Mountain, which became my longest home, Uncle Thirteen taught me to practice swords, and let me do the heaviest work, so that my body and bones gradually hardened, and my illness was much better. Uncle Thirteen also said a lot of things to me, let me read a lot of books, strange, all-encompassing, I also complained, but Uncle Thirteen just let me read it, saying that I would use it in the future. ”

"Ten years later, I grew up, but Uncle Thirteen was old, with white hair, no longer good-looking, the smile on his face became more and more kind, he said: Everyone has their own way, and my way is the enemy of the world! He asked me not to blame my parents who I had never met, he said that they were very good people, he said that they loved me very much, and he asked me not to blame them for giving me such a background. ”

"Then I went down the mountain, and the first stop was Changbai Mountain, where I met a lot of interesting people, although some people wanted to kill me and were very jealous of me, but there were also people who really treated me. ”

"After coming down from Shangbai Mountain, I figured it out, the road is chosen by myself, people live for themselves, I don't care what the world is the enemy, I just want to go to see my mother, see my father, meet some people, encounter some things, I am not ashamed, I am calm. ”

"Senior, I have also seen your son, he is a very good person, but he looks as good as me, Su Xiaobai said, people who are as good-looking as me will definitely be great enemies in the future, I think too, he has asked me to kill me on the chessboard several times. I think he's worried about you too, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your relatives, I don't have relatives, so it's already a luxury. ”

After suppressing the words for a long time, facing a sluggish and wooden person like Yan Bai, Ye Qingguan finally spoke up.

This can be said to be the biggest secret in his heart, except for Uncle Thirteen, no one knows that he can remember everything he saw when he was a baby, and he still remembers it very clearly.

After telling his story, Ye Qingguan also came back to his senses, but found that Yan Bai in front of him was looking at him, his eyes were clear, as deep as the starry sky, he looked at him peacefully and kindly, the smile in his eyes became thicker and thicker, the corners of his mouth gradually hooked, and then laughed.

Ye Qingguan was in a daze and embarrassed.

Not far away, behind a rockery, an old man in coarse linen clothes looked at this side, his face full of wrinkles huddled together, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

People inside and outside, the sky in front of them;

A layer of obstacles, a piece of infinite world.

Ye Qingguan felt that his face had changed.

Become ordinary, yet extraordinary.

"Today I know that I am me!" Yan Bai sighed.

On the holy hill, there was a sudden surge of 3,000 zhang of heavenly qi!