Tian Yuan

In the following days, the keeper of the monument often played chess with Chen Qingyuan to gain insights from it. The thick fog on the road ahead seemed to be gradually thinning, and he could vaguely see where he was going. He was so happy that he couldn't express it in words.

During the conversation, I learned why Chen Qingyuan hid the ghost doctor's secret. It was not because he did not trust him, but because he wanted to slowly guide the ghost doctor forward, towards a smooth road that might have never been walked before.

The monument keeper had previously discovered that the medicine prepared by the ghost doctor contained a very strong Taoist flavor, which was completely different from ordinary elixirs.

So that's it, everything is clear.

Sometimes, when watching Chen Qingyuan drinking the medicine with difficulty, the tombstone keeper appeared indifferent but laughed secretly.

Life is plain and peaceful.

Occasionally, I would hear some important news from various places, which became topics of conversation in my spare time.

For example: A rare treasure was discovered in the main tomb chamber of the emperor's tomb, which triggered a scramble for it among hundreds of powerful people. The battle was brutal, with more than half of the people killed or injured.

In the realm of enlightenment of Luoshen Ruins, the terrifying monster from the Linqian Emperor's clan swept across the country. No one could stop him wherever he went. He made a great name for himself in battle, and all the powerful people avoided him when they saw him.

A secret realm from ancient times appeared somewhere. It was rumored to be the place where a top-notch quasi-emperor passed away. It contained secret treasures and opportunities, and countless practitioners flocked there.

Before I knew it, another five years had passed.

After counting on my fingers, I realized that there were only three years left until the wedding celebration.

The Confucian school has already selected the people to pick up the bride and is ready.

The great scholar led the way, and there were nine bright red chariots suspended in the air, all beautifully decorated, festive and peaceful.

After some days, the auspicious time arrived. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the chariot drove towards the starry sky and headed for Langya Villa.

There were several great scholars in charge, and tens of thousands of guards and attendants, making the event grand and majestic.

After looking from a distance, Chen Qingyuan stayed in the elegant courtyard without saying a word.

The wedding celebration is about to begin, and guests from all over the world are coming to present gifts.

Of course Chen Qingyuan would not just sit there and watch, he had prepared gifts many years ago.

"I come here on behalf of the Tongchang Sect to congratulate the Holy Master and present two thousand-year-old snow lotuses."

"Qiu Shan Zong happened to get a pair of jade colored glazes, and used this to express his feelings."

"This Fire Essence Stone is a gift from the Chen Yuan Sect."

"..."

Many sects sent their high-ranking officials with valuable gifts to come and celebrate.

The gift box itself is a rare and precious item in many places.

There are people who specifically record the gifts sent by various forces, so that they can be repaid in the future.

With the arrival of Chen Qingyuan, everyone stopped what they were doing, looked shocked, and bowed in greeting.

The fact that Chen Qingyuan was staying as a guest at the Confucian School was not a secret and was known to all.

The crowd was not surprised, but they felt a little scared and shocked every time they saw him. In a trance, they saw a supreme figure standing at the top, far away and unreachable, as if he was in a different world from the rest of the world.

But now, Chen Qingyuan is right in front of him. This contrast gives people an absurd and unrealistic illusion, like a dream.

"Your honor."

"Greetings to Your Majesty."

No matter what these people thought in their hearts, they appeared respectful on the surface and did not dare to show any disrespect.

Walking up to the elder who was recording the gifts, Chen Qingyuan took out something wrapped in black cloth from his arms and gently placed it on the table.

The elder who was originally sitting had already stood up, looked down at the item on the table, and quickly looked up at Chen Qingyuan, saying respectfully: "Your Excellency, what is this?"

"A book."

Chen Qingyuan is elegant and easy-going.

"Book?"

Everyone present looked at the book covered with black cloth, their eyes full of suspicion.

Is it a bit perfunctory?

Or is this book different?

Everyone was curious and wanted to open the cover to see what the book looked like.

However, the elder of the Confucian school did not read the book in front of everyone, considering Chen Qingyuan's face. If the book was just bought casually for the sake of appreciation, it would be inappropriate to open it in public.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The elder bowed to express his gratitude, and then put the book away, not allowing anyone else to touch it.

Chen Qingyuan didn't bother to care about other people's thoughts. Anyway, his thoughts were conveyed, so he turned around and walked back to the elegant courtyard.

After a few days, all kinds of gifts need to be sorted and stored.

When it was the turn of the books sent by Chen Qingyuan, I had to open them and take a look before putting them somewhere on the bookshelf.

The core of the Confucian treasury is heavily guarded and only a very small number of people can come.

Several elders were counting the items and were very interested when they talked about the gift sent by Chen Qingyuan.

One person opened the cover and saw the appearance of the book.

The whole thing is yellowed and tattered, as if it was picked up from some corner of the mortal world.

However, the elders did not show any disdain, but rather some anticipation, because they had caught a few unusual Dao rhyme fluctuations that moved their hearts.

Several people turned to the first page with a particularly nervous mood.

The first word that catches your eye strikes your soul.

"Tao"

Before the few people could slowly feel the mystery contained in the words, suddenly a mysterious light shot up into the sky, and then the words of the sages seemed to float from the end of the long river of time and spread to the Confucian community.

The high-altitude sea of ​​clouds, set against a mysterious light, is infinitely magical.

Golden lotus emerges from the ground, and ancient characters appear faintly.

The Confucian community was shocked, and high-ranking officials came out to explore the cause of this strange phenomenon.

The monks from all sides also saw the strange sight, heard the whispers of the sages, and flew into the air with looks of shock.

Several elders guarding the treasury immediately reported the matter.

It wasn't long before the top management found out the reason.

This ancient book contains a very powerful Confucian and Taoist truth. Just one word can cause such a big commotion. If you read the whole book, I wonder what the scene will be like.

Inside the treasury, all the Confucian elders gathered together.

Including Lu Nanxian, the abbot.

"This book is a gift from Your Majesty. Its value is inestimable."

"It is very likely the hard work of the ancient sages."

"Preserve it carefully and do not damage it in any way."

"Your Excellency's gift is too heavy."

Everyone was very excited.

He placed the ancient book in a box and put it away carefully.

Soon, the vision dissipated.

People are very curious about the cause of this strange phenomenon, but unfortunately the top Confucian leaders did not give a positive response.

Some speculated that the first Holy Master was about to get married, which triggered the arrival of the Confucian and Taoist sages to express their blessings.

That day, Lu Nanxian went to where Chen Qingyuan lived.

The two sat by the lake and talked about this.

"This thing is too valuable."

Lu Nanxian feels unworthy of this.

"No need to be so polite." Chen Qingyuan said with a smile: "I hope this book is useful to you."

"Things from saints and sages are the most precious treasures of Confucianism and are priceless."

Lu Nanxian could be sure that the ancient book was left by the ancient sage.

"Windfall."

The last time I went to Tianshu Tower, Chen Qingyuan took away a lot of good things. I found this ancient book in a corner and it looked good, so I took it out.

According to Xiao Shuzi, Emperor Taiwei had discussed the Dao with a Confucian sage a million years ago. This book was left by the sage and was thrown into the Tianshu Tower by Emperor Taiwei.

Many years later, Chen Qingyuan brought this ancient book back to the light of day.

"No words can express my gratitude. Please accept my greeting."

As he spoke, Lu Nanxian stood up and bowed sincerely.

"Okay, sit down!"

For Chen Qingyuan, this book is not of much use, but for Confucian practitioners it is a priceless treasure.

To say that Lu Nanxian's current title of Saint Master is just an empty name, when he has thoroughly comprehended the ancient books and mastered them, he will almost become a new generation of sage, and his name will be passed down through the ages.

"The wedding is coming, go get busy!"

The two chatted for a few words, and Chen Qingyuan waved his hand, signaling Lu Nanxian to get back to business and not delay any further.

Before leaving, Lu Nanxian bowed again.

It seems that Lu Nanxian, who obtained the ancient book of sages, was really delighted to the extreme. With this as a guide, he would be able to clear all obstacles on the road ahead.

Chen Qingyuan is never stingy when it comes to his family.

There is only one month left before the originally scheduled celebration date.

There were many powerful people who came to congratulate, and they were arranged by the Confucian school to rest in various palaces and were entertained with various delicacies and fine wines.

Looking around, you can see a bright red and joyful scene.

The people who came to pick up the bride acted according to the plan, driving slowly to ensure that they arrived on time.

The practitioner takes a nap, and a short month passes by quickly.

Today, at dawn, the sea of ​​clouds split apart, golden light surged, and nine majestic ancient chariots fell from the sea of ​​clouds, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Lu Nanxian, wearing a red brocade robe, stood outside the Confucian Hall, looking up with a long-awaited look.

"Donglong——"

The sound of gongs and drums shook the earth.

The heroes were eagerly waiting, with great joy on their faces.

The chariot was hovering in the air. Huo Ranxuan was wearing a bright red wedding dress, a phoenix coronet and a bridal robe on her head. She had exquisite makeup and looked as beautiful as a fairy.

Led by a group of maids, Huo Ranxuan walked towards Lu Nanxian step by step, walking on the sea of ​​flowers and auspicious clouds.

The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time. They had finally waited for this day to come and were looking forward to the future.

Afterwards, the top leaders of the Confucian school said a lot of polite words.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lu Nanxian and Huo Ranxuan signed a soul contract, and from that day on they would become Taoist companions, stay together for the rest of their lives, and never separate.

At the same time, the relationship between Langya Villa and Confucianism naturally became closer, and they will definitely have a lot of dealings in the future.

As for the Yuqing Ancient Clan, they did not even invite them to this wedding celebration.

Huo Ranxuan had already drawn a line between herself and the Yuqing Ancient Clan and was unwilling to have any contact with them. When she was strong enough one day, she would go to the Ancient Clan to take revenge in person and put an end to her obsession.

Only a very small number of ancient tribes sent a gift to express their goodwill.

Confucianism is flourishing and there is no need for the ancient clans to come and support it.

After a long time, the ceremony was over.

Lu Nanxian and Huo Ranxuan walked hand in hand to the elegant courtyard where Chen Qingyuan was, and toasted to express their gratitude.

"Congratulations to both of you."

Chen Qingyuan sends sincere wishes.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Huo Ranxuan lowered her eyebrows and thanked him.

"This thing is a gift for you."

I gave Lu Nanxian a book by Confucian and Taoist sages, and of course Huo Ranxuan could not be left out.

"Your Majesty, how can this be so embarrassing?"

Looking at the palm-sized gift box handed to her, Huo Ranxuan didn't care what was inside, her first reaction was that she couldn't afford it.