Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 847 Became a neighbor with Luo Wuxin

That day, Lin Su was lying on a big bed in another world (if the temple was considered another world), looking at the distant galaxy.

Today is the second day of September!

In July, the Cang is born, in August in the funeral state, and in September in the temple!
When the doors open on September [-]th, he has to be in Haining!

On September [-] last year, he was practicing in seclusion in the Mermaid Holy Land, and missed Long Er's appointment. This year, he doesn't want to miss it.

There are many agreements in the world, and there are too many impermanences in the world. Some agreements will become regrets due to force majeure, but he does not want to leave too many regrets.

People are in the rivers and lakes, and he can't help himself. In the next trip, he may not be able to care about the annual Taoist door opening. The agreement between him and Long'er may inevitably be broken again and again, but this year he must meet her. , Tell her, whether I will be around in the coming year or not, I have never changed. The person who rose from Wudaoyuan at the sunrise will always be the same person.

When he came to the temple this time, he had important things to do.

This event is no small matter.

Do not be blind!

Demon Moon Shadow is a monster from at least a thousand years ago. In the span of a thousand years, countless things have changed.

No one knows who is hooked up by the demons.

If he put the matter of Yueying in front of a traitor of the human race, then the end he faced would definitely be death!

In Dacang, in Zangzhou, in any position in the world, it is not easy for anyone to kill him, but the temple is not included!

Those big men in the temple wanted to kill him, just like crushing an ant.

Therefore, without being absolutely sure, he could not reveal the purpose of his trip, and he could not let the mixed people in the temple know that he already had Zhou Tianjing in his hand, and he could lock Yueying's trace in a single thought.

In addition, he also needs to increase his life-saving capital.

How to increase it?

Make yourself stronger!
When he confronted Ji Shang, the former emperor of Da Cang, he had told Lvyi and the others that the only way to prevent Ji Shang from attacking him was to improve himself and make himself hard to kill!When the high-ranking person cannot kill with one blow, he must return to the regular chessboard and use regular means to play against himself.

he made it!

His strength improved step by step, and when Duan Xingtian, the commander-in-chief of the palace, was unable to win, Ji Shang had to abide by the rules of the game.

It's the same now.

The high-level methods of the temple are too strong. He is an ant in front of the high-level people of the temple. No one tells the rules of the game with the ants.

If the higher-ups of the temple are to play the rules of the game, then he can't be an ant!
And what are the ways to make yourself stronger?

Things on the path of practice have come to a dead end, and his Peeping Kong can't go on!
Why?

The hole he dug himself: Opened the secret realm inside the body!The five secret realms of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth must understand the rules of the five elements!At present, he only understands the rules of the water system, and he can't even find the seeds of the remaining rules, so he can only wait for the opening of Tiandao Island.

And there is only an approximate time for the opening of Tiandao Island, which is in the past two years, and there is no certainty about the exact date.

This is martial arts!

And what about practicing immortality?

Same thing!
This thing and Martial Dao have been deeply bound in his body. His Peeping Kong has become a dead end, and the immortal way has also become a dead end.

There is only Wendao!
There is a door to Wen Dao!
His literary realm has been opened for a long time!

If Wen Lu had the ultimate, he would have already reached the extreme. As Cui Ying said, Xianggong's literary skills have always been extreme.

However, he has never touched the edge of the literary world.

Now, he got it!
Because of the calamity of entry, [-]% of the literary aura in his body has been transformed into boundary aura, which means that as long as he "establishes a boundary", he will be able to enter the gate of the literary world smoothly.

And he also learned last night that the nine-petal green lotus at the initiation ceremony could become the base of his literary world!

All is ready except for the opportunity!
He needs to fully understand the method of establishing the literary world, and he wants to step into his literary world in the temple!

Once the literary world became successful, he had the most basic bargaining chips in the game with the elders of the temple—even if it wasn't enough for a direct confrontation, at least he could make those big shots face up to his existence and return to the chessboard with him.

Stepping into the temple, Lin Su didn't need much sincerity in the first stage.

What he wants is that those big people don't want to turn over the table as soon as they meet, and kill him simply and roughly!
Look, this is the problem of inferior strength...

The sun has risen and a new day has come...

Maybe not a new day, but a new itinerary...

Qingxiang's voice came from outside: "Patriarch, Miss Li is here!"

Miss Li?
Li Guihan!
The door opened, Li Guihan stepped in, his eyes first fell on his bed, this focus...

Lin Su shook his head directly: "Don't you think it's too much for you to pay so much attention to my bed as soon as you came in?"

Li Guihan said: "It's too much to look at the bed, but don't you think it's too much for the more than ten girls in your house to change overnight?"

Lin Su was stunned: "What kind of great change?"

"Your face has the lingering charm of spring, and there are tears in your eyes..." Li Guihan sighed softly: "Although this is your normal state, is this side a little wider? Is the progress a little faster?"

I rely on!

Qingxiang is not stupid, so she quickly defended: "Girl, the sisters in the mansion last night received the kindness of the Patriarch, they were moved and delighted, definitely not..."

Her voice stopped, because she suddenly found that the expressions of the two people in front of her were very strange...

Lin Su patted his head: "Xiang'er, you don't want to be ambiguous, so what if you just say that I paid you wages?"

Qingxiang knelt down: "The head of the family paid 100 taels of silver to all the sisters last night. The sisters were so excited that they couldn't sleep all night..."

That makes it clear!

Li Guihan suddenly realized: "It's about money? It's not..."

"What do you think it is?" Lin Su rolled his eyes: "Are you going to Shushan today? Did you tell her last night? Didn't she stay up all night?"

"Want her to stay up all night? To be honest, you really don't have this ability. Although you have a certain chance of winning against women in the world, there is a prerequisite, she must be human, right?" Li Guihan said vividly: "Walk!"

That's right, you, Lin, have seduced all the women in the world, and everyone has to obey!

But who is Yasong, the Saintess of Shushan?
She is not human at all!
She is a fairy in the book!

You have the ability, but you are flirtatious!

Lin Su walked out side by side with her, stepped out of the courtyard door, Lin Su's eyes suddenly fell on a nearby attic.

The courtyard where the attic is located is adjacent to his courtyard. You can't see anything in the courtyard, because the courtyard is protected by Wen Daoweili, and you can't see other courtyards, only the lake and mountains.

But when you leave the courtyard, you will know the existence of neighbors.

This neighbor was a bit unexpected for Lin Su.

The season at this moment is September, and the autumn air is crisp—I don’t know if this is the synchronization of the human environment deliberately created by the temple, or if the temple itself is such a comfortable and pleasant normal life.

Both Lin Su and Li Guihan were dressed in light clothes.

But this neighbor is dressed in sable fur, as if the winter is getting worse.

Luo Wuxin!
Luo Wuxin's gaze slowly retracted from the lake and mountains, and when it touched Lin Su's eyes, the eyes immediately became bright and clear: "Brother Lin!"

"Brother Luo!" Lin Su smiled, "We actually became neighbors?"

"That's right, when we parted ways in the Yangtze River that day, my younger brother also thought about whether I would meet Brother Lin again one day, but I didn't realize that I became a neighbor." Luo Wuxin said: "Brother Lin, is there any interest in going over to the house to talk about it?" ?”

"Since we are neighbors, it is normal to get together!" Lin Su said, "But at this moment, my younger brother has other things to do, and after the matter is over, I will definitely visit the house!"

"Then Wuxin will wait for Brother Lin in peace!" Luo Wuxin saluted.

Lin Su also saluted, following Li Guihan stepping into the air...

White clouds drift, the scenery of the temple is panoramic, the pavilions are endless, the lakes and mountains are endless, and the line of sight is less than one billionth of the temple. The temple is so big that it can't fit at a glance. Mustard seeds, that's what the temple is about.

Li Guihan's voice came: "How do you know Luo Wuxin?"

"I once fought on the Yangtze River."

"This person, you'd better not get close!"

"Why?"

"He is a taboo in the Temple..."

"Who isn't?" Lin Su smiled slightly.

"You too! You are indeed taboo! But, you are different from him..." Li Guihan was a little anxious. On the way to Shushan, he told Lin Su about Luo Wuxin in her eyes...

Luo Wuxin, a native of Jin.

When he was still in his mother's womb, he encountered military chaos, his father died and his mother fled. His mother was pregnant with Liujia, and she survived by crossing Lingding Ocean with a plank in the cold winter months. On the coldest winter night of the year, she floated on Lingding Ocean Come on, Luo Wuxin was born!
He was born in that kind of extreme cold, so he couldn't survive originally, but for some reason, he still survived, and was rescued by a great Confucian in Osumi, and adopted as his adopted son.

He is talented and intelligent, and he entered the literary world and shocked the literary world. He is regarded as the first of the four great talents of Osumi. It is also a three-yuan Jidi!

When Li Guihan said this, there was a little strangeness in his eyes: "There is another place, he is the same as you! That is entering the temple, he also defeated the tester, but he defeated two testers !"

"Which two?" Lin Su asked.

"The Palace of Poetry and the Palace of Music!" Li Guihan said: "He is famous for his poems in the world, and he has also written poems that have been handed down to the world. At the same time, he is also famous for his music. The Holy Palace, the Palace of Poetry and the Palace of Music were in charge of the assessment, and he defeated the examiners of the two palaces simply and neatly."

Lin Su smiled: "It seems that I have more and more in common with him, why do you conclude that I can't hug him to keep warm?"

"Because this person's temperament is unpredictable! Especially after entering the White Pavilion, no one can predict it. Anyone who approaches him will either become his pawn, or be tricked by him to nothing."

"My mind is unpredictable!" Lin Su said, "There are also many people who say that my mind is unpredictable."

"..." Li Guihan was speechless for a while, yes, many people also said that he was unpredictable, but why did he trust him when he met him?Maybe it's because people like them who play with wisdom have the gene to attract others to fly to the flame...

"White Pavilion...what kind of pavilion?" Lin Su asked another question.

"The White Pavilion and the Mo Pavilion belong to the super pavilion of the Holy Palace. They exist independently of the Seventeenth Palace of the Holy Palace. The so-called black and white are actually Yi Dao, but their Yi Dao is similar to the Yi Dao of the Holy Palace Yi Palace. ..."

The White Pavilion is headed by Bai Lao, and the Mo Pavilion is respected by Hei Lao.

In the game of Baige, everything in the world is played, that is to say, he uses everything in the world as pawns to manipulate the situation.

The game of Mo Ge is a game of detachment, what do you mean?
It can be explained clearly by using a famous saying once said by Hei Lao. He said: Everything in the world is just a chess piece. In the game of Moge, I only ask myself not to be a chess piece!

Explain: Hei Lao means that everything in the world is being manipulated by visible and invisible hands, and will inevitably become pawns on other people's chessboard. What I, Moge, have to do is to transcend myself, Put yourself out of the game.

Lin Su sighed: "Don't let yourself be your son, it seems far less powerful and impactful than taking everything in the world as your son, but if you really want to do it, it is even more difficult than taking everything as your son!"

Li Guihan nodded slightly: "Everything in the world is a chess piece, which is the fate of human beings. Is it normal to want to break this fate? The game of detachment, it is said that there is no demand, but in fact, the desire is endless and high-end! I still think that you can get close to it." Moge, but you need to guard against Baige!"

Lin Su smiled: "Gui Han, stepping into the temple, I have no relatives, but seeing you, I still feel warm."

"Come on!" Li Guihan gave him a stern look: "I warn you, I can't even tell if I am a man or a woman, so don't mess with my Dao heart..."

This is a bit contradictory.

If you really can't tell the difference between men and women, how can a gentle word from a man disturb your heart?

But Lin Su didn't want to argue with her because he had already reached his destination.

The thousands of miles of mountains below are strange and magnificent.

The mountain peak soars into the clouds, like a pen lifting the sky.

There are bluestone lines all over the hillside, and there are clearly ink marks.

The trees are towering, and each leaf is clearly written.

The river flows eastward, and it also carries the fragrance of books.

Li Guihan moved his feet and landed on the edge of the mountain. A white and jade-like mountain peak was in front of him. On the mountain peak, green trees were used as brushstrokes. Hundreds of thousands of big trees were lush and lush, forming eight big characters together:
The holy way is eternal, and the book peak is always there.

Here is the Temple Mountain of Books.

Received 8000 billion [-] million volumes.

The Bible is the foundation, the treasured books are the seat, and the masterpieces are the peaks. Hundreds of millions of books are turned into mountains and rivers, even birds and animals.

When Lin Su stepped on the mountain of books, he felt all kinds of holy scriptures, as if someone was reciting the scriptures of the holy way in his ears, which made people feel refreshed and relieved of boredom.

When the wind blows, it is also the sound of reciting books.

As far as the eye can see, hundreds of white-clothed scribes sit cross-legged around the book mountain, fascinated by the book mountain.

"Book Mountain cannot be overflyed, you can only walk step by step, let's go!" Li Guihan said: "She is waiting for us at the top of the mountain."

Lin Su nodded, climbing the mountain!

There is a tree by the side of the mountain. With a light stretch of his hand, he touched this small tree swaying in the wind. On the big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves on Wenshan Mountain, a leaf formed "Xunjiangji", which is a book. Travel Notes, which record the travels of a country called Li Kingdom 3000 years ago.

The Li Kingdom is dead, and there are few records, but the books are still there!

This is the value of Shushan.

Going up another step, Lin Su caressed the ground, and another "History of Nanyang" turned into leaves...

Level by level, walking ten miles, Lin Su touched here and tapped there, anyway, his hands and feet were very dishonest, and the number of leaves in his brain increased by thousands.

"You acted like a real scholar today. You are quite interested in books!" Li Guihan smiled softly.

"If you don't believe me, I can play in a place like this for a year!"

"Playing for a year? If it's only a year, then you are really just playing!" Li Guihan snorted: "Do you know how many people in the temple have spent a hundred years in Shushan?"

"How much?" Lin Su's eyes widened.

"...A lot anyway!" Li Guihan didn't know exactly how many there were.

Lin Su frowned: "There is a question. In the temple, the life span of literati has obviously been broken, but how did it break?"

"No!" Li Guihan pointed lightly: "The little tree in front, read it!"

Lin Su stretched out his hand and grabbed the small tree...

"The medical palace's book "The Holy Way Evergreen"..." Lin Su nodded: "It turns out that the real function of the medical palace in the holy temple is to develop the special effect of literary energy, so as to preserve and prolong life."

This is somewhat different from his understanding.

He originally thought that the palace of medicine in the holy temple would benefit the common people in the world.

Now it seems that the holy palace of medicine only benefits literati.

How they let the literati live forever belongs to the category of secret arts, and it is impossible to appear on the mountain of books, but the purpose is very clear. They are only targeting the literati, to be precise, the literati in the temple.

Therefore, the life expectancy of the literati in the temple far exceeds that in the secular world.

A saint's lifespan is almost endless, and a high-level elder can easily reach thousands of years.

The forbidden area of ​​human lifespan has actually been broken long ago, but it is out of the sight of the world.

Along the way, there are more and more leaves in Lin Su's brain, thousands, ten thousand, thirty thousand...

It means that he went to Book Mountain and recorded [-] books.

These books are all introductory, explanatory, historical and biographical, covering the structure of the temple, various rules, and various strange regional characteristics. professional practice books.

These books are not publicly available.

You must reach a certain status and have higher authority to open it.

However, it is enough for Lin Su at this stage.

Because the foggy temple slowly became clear in front of him...

He knew that the temple was huge, boundless.

He knew that there were actually so many people in the temple, too many to count.

He knew that there were not only literati in the temple, it was a complete world, and in its world, there were also literature, martial arts, and cultivation.

The temple still has enemies, enemies from outside the territory.

The enemy is outside the sky!

In Tianwaitian, saints are stationed in person, and high-level literati can participate in the war. Having participated in the war in Tianwaitian is a very prominent label on the temple's literati forehead.

After stepping on the mountain, the smell of books in front of them, an elegant house stands between a small bridge and flowing water. Lin Su and Li Guihan stepped on the small bridge, and the bamboo curtain in front was gently opened, and a stunning beauty appeared in front of them.

The beauty bowed slightly: "Shushan Yasong, welcome Mr. Lin."

Lin Su took a step forward and bowed deeply: "Lin Su has seen the saint, thank the saint for her kindness that day."

"The benefit of the day?" Ya Song was slightly taken aback: "My lord is referring to..."

Lin Sudao: "Chang Shiba, the Dachang Dachang, told me that the saint in the past was able to get rid of the shackles of the world of mortals for Su, kissed the third heaven, and used her literary heart as a guarantee to obtain the Qingmu Order of Wen Dao for me. Su I have already made up my mind that day, if one day I can enter the temple, I will go to Shushan and thank you face to face!"

Li Guihan's eyes widened...

She didn't know about this!
She knew that Yasong, the Saintess of Shushan, had worked hard for this Qingmu Token of Wen Dao, but she never thought that she would kiss the third heaven and use her literary heart as a guarantee. This kind of favor is really a bit big.

Ya Song smiled lightly: "Young Master, if you thank the wrong person for this matter, then you really thanked the wrong person. I knew nothing about Young Master back then, and I was able to do this thing only because of Gui Han's entrustment. You just thank her." !"

"Her, you're welcome, it should be!"

Li Guihan's eyes widened even further: "Hey, what you said earlier is pretty good, I don't like hearing it anymore, what do you mean you don't need to thank me? What do you mean you should? I owe you?"

Ya Song burst out laughing, and the atmosphere became lively...

Stepping into the quiet house...

A woman in Tsing Yi came in and offered tea, Ya Song smiled lightly: "Young Master Lin, do you know who this woman is?"

Lin Su was slightly taken aback: "Should I know her?"

Ya Song said: "Of course you should know her! Because she is the green snake in your writing!"

Lin Su's eyes widened...

"That lake is the West Lake, that area is where "The Legend of the White Snake" evolved, and that garden is the Grand View Garden. I wanted Lin Daiyu to come out and pour you a cup of tea, but she buried flowers there ..."

Ya Song slightly raised his hand, pointing to a small garden on the left, where there really was a woman, holding a flower hoe, weeping while burying flowers...

Lin Su said with emotion: "Thousands of book peaks, all kinds of worlds, it is a great fortune for calligraphers to be able to perform this way with you."

"For a calligrapher, it is a great fortune for the characters in his works to evolve into a world, but for me, it is a great fortune to be able to witness the mountain of certificates and set a peak." Ya Song said: "The twelve chapters I wrote that day There is no falsehood in the words of the comments."

Comments written that day?
That is the twelve words added on the title page of "Dream of Red Mansions": The world is naturally love and hatred, and the literary world will reach its peak again.

This evaluation comes from the hands of the temple, and the grade is ridiculously high.

But it was the handwritten evaluation of the Holy Maiden of Shushan.

Lin Su said: "I'm going to climb the Book Mountain today, and I don't want to invite you. I don't know if the saint can fulfill Su's wish?"

"Establish a world of literature and art, shall we?" Ya Song asked.

"Saint Huida!"

"Wen Dao Bo world, Literary Dao legends!" Ya Song lightly moved his hand, and a willow leaf floated into her palm: "Although there are many difficulties and dangers, but the things in the world depend on human effort. I can only tell you the rules. Can't do it for you."

A willow leaf was delivered to Lin Su...

The content inside is all-encompassing. As soon as Lin Su got it in his hands, he fell into a frenzy of literary rules...

For a while, the Xiangge was silent...

With a slight movement of Ya Song's hand, she and Li Guihan were hundreds of feet away from the Xiangge Pavilion in a moment...

"It takes at least seven days and seven nights to understand the Bo world, let's go outside the mountain!" Ya Song said.

(End of this chapter)