Chapter Forty-Nine: The Sacred Hill Bamboo Forest
The reason why Ye Qingguan frowned was because he felt the killing intent, a killing intent that made him a little creepy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
An Lanxuan followed his gaze, and saw several figures walking in together at the door, dressed in different attire, there were sixty-year-old old men, beautiful women in their twenties, and sturdy middle-aged men, but each of them made her feel very uncomfortable, because the eyes of those people were too cold, and everyone looked like they were looking at a dead person.
"Brother Ye, who are those people?" An Lanxuan looked at Ye Qingguan.
Ye Qingguan said: "It should be from the rivers and lakes, and it has nothing to do with us." ”
An Lanxuan nodded, they were just here to participate in the grand opening event of the Sage Mansion, in order to study, and it really had nothing to do with the people in the rivers and lakes.
"Brother Ye, if you have nothing to do, why don't we go to Shengqiu today, although the Sage House has not officially opened, it is said that many places can already be visited. An Lanxuan looked at Ye Qingguan with interest and said expectantly.
Ye Qingguan pondered for a while and nodded: "Okay, the scenery of the Sage Mansion, I have been longing for it for a long time." An Lanxuan suddenly burst into joy.
Leaving the restaurant, the two walked towards Shengqiu together, along the way, Ye Qingguan seemed a little absent-minded, thinking of the people in the restaurant, he was inexplicably a little uneasy, but he didn't know why he came.
An Lanxuan's eyes caught a glimpse of Ye Qingguan, who was speechless, and silently read in his heart: "Sure enough, it's a nerd." ”
"Hey, Brother Ye, why did you enter the Sage Mansion?" An Lanxuan saw that the atmosphere was dull, so he asked.
Ye Qingguan said: "Read a little more, if you can learn a few Gentleman's Sword, it will be even better." ”
An Lanxuan said, "Don't worry, Brother Ye, you will definitely be able to learn." Confucianism is originally both internal and external, all disciples have to practice swords, not only that, riding and archery, etiquette and music must be learned, if you are excellent in your studies, maybe you really have the opportunity to see the relics of the sage. ”
In the end, An Lanxuan's eyes were full of yearning, and he had admired the legendary saint for a long time.
There was nothing to say along the way, and the two of them rubbed for a long time before they reached the holy hill, and a gust of sea breeze rushed towards them, carrying the unique fishy smell of the ocean, which made people's hearts seem to be a little broader.
Seeing the legendary Holy Hill, even with Ye Qingguan's firm will, he also showed surprise at this time.
The holy hill is not high, only two hundred meters at most, but there is an extraordinary vision, the forest is crisp, the bluestone path winds above, there is a mountain villa in the middle of the mountainside, the red eaves of vermilion wood, the rubble is gilded, hidden among the trees, and the faint sound of reading aloud is heard.
This hill is really amazing, the white clouds are swirling, the cranes are flying, the trees are extraordinarily crisp, such as jasper carving, there are gurgling water flowing in the mountains, the clear spring is cold, the hare is scurrying out of the grass, the colorful pheasants are startled, the fawns are leisurely chewing the grass, and passers-by are not surprised.
There is a peaceful atmosphere flowing here, which makes people's mood involuntarily calm down, and Ye Qingguan was surprised to find that his stubborn illness has faint signs of contraction.
His stubborn illness is actually not a disease, but a kind of suppression of heaven and earth, it is more accurate to say that it is the power of the ethereal way of heaven, this is a place where scholars gather, a saint has been born, and the literary atmosphere is rich, everything here has a reason for existence, even if he is rejected by heaven and earth, he will be recognized here.
The saint is unkind, and uses the common people as a dog.
In the eyes of the saints, everything in the world is equal, and there is no difference between the common people and the dogs.
Walking slowly on the bluestone path, Ye Qingguan fell into a very strange realm, here, he seemed to be accepted, which made him feel a long-lost warmth, which was very different from the world outside.
If he practiced here for a few years, he was sure that his stubborn illness would be cured.
There was a sense of peace on the hill, and all the people who came here involuntarily slowed down, as if they were undergoing a kind of baptism, ethereal in body and mind, and indescribable comfort.
There were many pavilions in the forest, and the two walked all the way to a pavilion and sat down quietly.
"The Holy Hill is really extraordinary, it is worthy of being the place where a saint was born, and it seems that there really is a strange power. An Lanxuan felt carefully, and felt that the whole person had become a lot more transparent.
"The mind of the saints accommodates the common people, encompasses the heavens and the earth, here, anyone and everything has a reason for existence, which is probably the reason why they are transcendent. Ye Qingguan sighed, the more he realized, the more he could feel the profundity of this realm, just like the realm of the Sword Immortal, it was too far away to touch.
After resting for a while, the two continued to climb, their steps were very slow, and they were even circling around the holy hill, and they were not in a hurry to go up the mountain, this time, the two came to a bamboo forest in the south of the sacred hill, and found that there was a bamboo house in the depths of the bamboo forest, and many people gathered there, very quiet, occasionally whispering a few words, not knowing what they were discussing.
Ye Qingguan and An Lanxuan glanced at each other, and then raised their feet and walked there.
After approaching, I found that someone was playing chess, a man in a green robe sat on the main seat, thinking that he was the owner of the bamboo house, looking only in his twenties, a pair of eyes with a penetrating light, hands in the sleeves, looking a little lazy.
Ye Qingguan looked at the chess game in front of him, and found that the person who was fighting against him frowned, looking at the chess board with only two-thirds of the chess pieces, and he didn't know what to do.
Ye Qingguan glanced at the chess game a few times, and couldn't help but show a look of surprise in his eyes, the lazy man's chess skills were really profound, and there were still one-third of the positions on the chessboard that were not filled, but he had already surrounded the opponent to death, and there was no way out.
After a while, the man threw down the chess pieces in his hand in a dejected manner: "You lost the game, Your Excellency's chess skills are really profound." ”
"Uninteresting, next, is there any challenge?" the lazy man yawned, looking very disappointed.
The others had been standing here for a long time, watching the lazy man defeat more than a dozen people before and after, and it was already the best that this person could finish two-thirds of the chessboard just now.
No one agreed, and the lazy man was about to put away the chessboard, but An Lanxuan stood up and said, "I'm going to be brave, come and give it a try." ”
The lazy man glanced at him, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and then nodded and said, "Yes." ”
Ye Qingguan looked at the man's palm that grabbed the chess piece, the light flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at him with a little meaning, but he didn't expect that this person was actually a master with a sword.
I don't know who he is, and what is his relationship with the Sage Mansion, but he actually lives here in the Holy Hill?
Putting these questions aside, Ye Qingguan quietly looked at the chess game in front of him, and found that An Lanxuan's chess skills were quite high, the layout was exquisite, and the water did not leak, perhaps because she was a woman, and her mind was very delicate.
However, the lazy man's chess skills are higher, and he seems to be careless, as if he does whatever he wants, and can play wherever he wants.
The two were silent on the chessboard, not seeing the slightest murderous aura, but they were laying out in a roundabout way, using a very feminine method, trying to trap each other.
Soon, the layout on the chessboard exceeded two-thirds, and many people's eyes changed when they looked at An Lanxuan, they didn't expect his chess skills to be so high that he could go to such a level with the owner of the bamboo house.
However, Ye Qingguan could see that An Lanxuan's dragon tail had been grabbed, and a large net was falling silently.