Zhan Yue - Chapter 1570

[The first thousand five hundred and seventy-four chapters are broken]

Fan Yi’s state of mind was completely shattered.

…

“Shh!”

I was naturally the master of one side of the world in the valley of mood. I stepped in and landed in the school palace. I also picked up a scroll of books and unfolded it. Looking at it again, he rolled up the tablet, passed the old master, and sat down in front of Fan Yi, talking with him like two scholars.

“Ouyang Luli…”

The tears on Fan Yi’s face were not dry, and he said, “Why…why did you bring me here?”

“The Valley of Mood.”

I looked at him and said, “This is the most yearning side of everyone’s mood. It’s not that I brought you here, but the place you miss Fan Yi the most is here, isn’t it?”

With tears streaming down his face, he raised his head and sighed: “Did I really do something wrong? Bullying my teacher and destroying my ancestors is not what I want. I just want to open up a path that Confucianism should follow, not… Subject to their own rules.”

I frowned and said, “Confucianism itself emphasizes self-restraint and rites, being gentle, respectful and frugal. You don’t want to be bound by rules and want to gain true freedom, which in itself runs counter to Confucianism, and you make mistakes again and again, the more mistakes you make, the more you are right. This small school is even more missed and cherished, in fact, did you do something wrong, you already have the answer in your heart, don’t you?”

Fan Yi sobbed: “I can’t look back, old man, I can’t look back anymore, Fan Yi has become a complete traitor to your knowledge, and I can’t go back…”

“Where’s Lin Xi…”

I looked straight at him, with tears rolling down my face, and said, “Where did you exile my Lin Xi? Fan Yi, as a scholar, how could you be so evil?”

Fan Yi’s eyes crossed my shoulders, looked at the old master, and burst into tears: “Old man, he has been against me many times, so I will take revenge. I sent his fiancee into a chaotic time, did I do something wrong? Don’t I? Should it be done?”

The old master picked up the ruler and gently volleyed it down twice. Immediately, two golden rays of light fell on Fan Yi’s shoulders one after another. The old master smiled warmly: “A gentleman asks for yourself, a villain asks for others, you think you are doing something wrong. Have you?”

Fan Yi raised his head and laughed loudly, with tears streaming down his face: “That’s it…that’s it…I’m sorry, Ouyang Luli…”

When he raised his head and laughed, his body solidified rapidly, as if it had become a golden stone statue, and then it collapsed a little bit. , and at the moment when his head collapsed, the trace of a golden city emerged. In the center of the city, a golden pagoda was connected to the sky, surrounded by auspicious clouds, which was indescribably holy.

“What’s this?”

I frowned, and the next moment, I exited the mood valley.

…

“Shh!”

At the moment of leaving the Valley of Mind, Fan Yi’s soul bound by the six lightning chains in front of him dissipated with the wind, and everyone on the side was shocked. ?”

“Ok.”

I nodded: “Fan Yi has opened the knot in his heart and has truly escaped into reincarnation.”

“Have you found any clues?” Feng Buwen asked.

“A little clue.”

I waved my hand lightly and said, “Sura, Sylvia, lead everyone back to Longyu, I have something to tell Fengxiang.”

“Row.”

Longyu’s right-hand man vacated and left Jingguan with a group of dragon knights, while I stepped out one step. The abyss created a small world, shrouding everything around it, and in the eyes of others, I did not hear the wind. It seemed that they had disappeared out of thin air, and the three mountain lords Mu Tiancheng, Guan Yang, and Nangong Yi also folded their fists and retreated.

“how?”

Feng Buwen said lightly, “What kind of clues did you find?”

I raised my hand lightly, shared the picture that appeared before Fan Yi’s state of mind before Feng Buwen, and said, “This is the last clue that Fan Yi gave me, where do you see this place? A golden There is also a golden pagoda in the city.”

“This……”

Feng Buwen narrowed his eyes and said, “I have never heard of such a city before.”

“Feng Xiang Bo Wen Qiang Ji, even you don’t know.”

I frowned: “Then what should I do? Fan Yi gave me this hint. I think this city has the clues I need, and maybe it has something to do with Lin Xi’s whereabouts.”

“so……”

Feng Buwen said solemnly, “There are many ancient trees with rare and rare books in the library of the imperial capital. Maybe we can find the answer there. If King Xiaoyao is willing, can we go through the book with Feng Buwen?”

“Well, okay!”

So, Feng Buwen flicked his white long sleeves, and the scenery of the mountains and rivers wrapped the two of us. In the next moment, we had walked through the mountains and rivers, and in less than ten seconds, we arrived at the front of a mountain in the Imperial City. On the mountainside, there were towers standing. Clouds are lingering, full of ancient meaning, and just ahead, a team of sergeants of the Imperial Army who are responsible for guarding the library.

A school captain immediately stepped forward, clasped his fists and respectfully said, “My subordinates see King Xiaoyao! See Feng Xiang!”

“Ok.”

Feng Buwen nodded: “Are you in charge of guarding the library?”

“Exactly!”

“King Xiaoyao and I want to check the collections in the library. Find someone who is in charge of the library to lead the way!”

“Yes!”

Not long after, a middle-aged scholar in a blue robe came over, bowed his hands and said with a smile, “Excuse me, what kind of books are the two adults looking for? There are 22 library buildings in this imperial capital. On the 15th floor, the books stored in each library building are quite different. The first building has books written by Confucian sages, the second building has scriptures from ancient times to the present, and the third building has books written by Confucian scholars. History books, and the fourth collection contains travel notes on landscapes, poetry, songs, etc…”

Before he finished speaking, Feng Buwen waved his hand and said, “We want to find a book that records a golden city. There is a pagoda in the golden city, which is full of auspiciousness.”

“Oh……”

The scholar nodded: “This… should be found in the collections of historical books, landscape travel notes, ancient anecdotes, etc.”

“understood.”

Feng Buwen stretched out his hand and pointed to a library in front of him, and said, “King Xiaoyao and I are on the first floor of this library to display a group of books. You order the people in the library to bring all the relevant books.”

“Yes, my lord!”

…

Entering the library, the first batch of books has come out, most of them are in black and white, and some are bamboo slips, but the bamboo slips have been revised countless times, and there are traces of cleaning on the surface, just when I picked up a roll of bamboo slips for exhibition When he was reading, Feng Buwen was already sitting in front of the desk, and he waved his sleeves, and suddenly a book was automatically turned without wind, accompanied by a golden wind “crashing”, while Feng Buwen narrowed his eyes. Like a sage who never forgets, he finished reading a thick book in less than half a minute.

“Finished?” I asked.

“finish watching.”

Feng Buwen nodded and smiled: “A handwritten note of an ancient anecdote is actually quite interesting.”

“Is there a record of the Golden City?”

“No.”

“Oh.”

I moved a stool and sat aside, and said, “Feng Xiang is a scholar. If you read fast, I won’t join in the fun. I’ll just wait here for the result.”

Feng Buwen nodded: “King Xiaoyao is indeed a sensible person.”

I rolled my eyes, slandered secretly, and then really waited for the result in place.

…

The wind did not hear the book, and it was more than ten lines at a glance. Books of classics and scrolls of books passed by in front of my eyes, and the scholars who were responsible for moving the books came in batches, and some even came here with a burden. The Imperial City The collection of books is rich, and it has indeed reached the point where it is full of sweat, but it is still hard to bear the wind and read books quickly.

Nearly three hours later, countless books were read, and finally, Feng Buwen’s narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and said, “I found it!”

“what!?”

I stepped forward: “Found it?”

“Well, a travel journal of landscapes written by someone I don’t know.”

Feng Buwen unfolded a scroll of bamboo slips that was about to be hollowed out, and lightly touched the engraved text on it, saying, “In ancient times, there was a city of gods, called the Golden City. There were pagodas in the city. There were fishermen who occasionally saw them, and when they stepped into the city, they were full of rich people, everyone was in harmony, the gardens were full of melons and fruits, and there were birds everywhere. The fishermen entered the city and received warm hospitality. After a few months, they felt homesick and drove out of the city by boat. , when I turned to look, the city was gone!”

“Peach Blossom Spring!”

I frowned and said with a smile, “But according to the description, it’s definitely this city.”

“What Peach Blossom Spring?” Feng Buwen was surprised.

“you do not understand.”

I waved my hand and said, “It’s a masterpiece in my world.”

“Oh?”

Feng Buwen smiled and said, “Someone Feng has read a lot of books, but there are still books like this? If King Xiaoyao saves his wife, he might as well bring a few more books and give them to Feng, it can be regarded as a report for Feng to read for you. The kindness that breaks thousands of volumes.”

“Okay, no problem!”

I nodded, narrowed my eyes and said, “However, this East China Sea is very deep, and it’s a little hard to find. The East China Sea is so big, how deep is the very deep?”

“Not too deep.”

Feng Buwen raised his eyebrows and said, “How far can a fisherman float in a boat? Not to mention how long can the food and water on the fishing boat last? Therefore, I think the so-called East China Sea is extremely deep, at most a hundred miles offshore. It’s heaven, King Xiaoyao is now in the quasi-divine realm, and his ability to understand everything in the world is far better than ordinary people, as long as you guard the East China Sea, there will always be an answer.”

“understood.”

I got up and clasped my fists: “Thank you Feng Xiang, if you can find any clues, I will invite you to drink, drink the best wine in the world.”

“Okay, I’m waiting for the wine of the King of Free and Easy!”

…

Above the East China Sea, floating clouds lingered.

I sit on the cloud and overlook the entire sea area. After the eyes of the ten-direction fire wheel are opened, they can be closed again, and I can see everything in the world, and this eye of the ten-direction fire wheel is indispensable.

However, Xu sat guarded from nine o’clock in the evening to nine in the morning the next day. Two days and two nights passed in the game, but there was still no clue.

“drop!”

A message came from Shen Mingxuan: “Ruyi and I have brought breakfast back, let’s take a bite?”

“Don’t eat, I’m looking for clues, I’m not hungry.”

“Ok.”

She pursed her lips: “Ali, take your time, don’t be too impatient, since the barriers between reality and games have been pierced, Lin Xiaoxi is not a rookie, you gave her the Shenyue Sword again, I believe she will not Something will happen.”

“Well, I see, I’m fine too.”

“That’s good.”

…

But at this moment, the first ray of morning light at the end of the East China Sea appeared in the field of vision, penetrating the void, and there was a feeling that the world was clear. At this moment, somewhere in the distance, some mysterious power produced a small rhythm.

“Have it!”

I immediately raised my hand to condense the abyss mace, hit the sky in front of me suddenly, and said, “Come out for me!”