Imperial Palace, Sutra Pavilion.
Lin Xiaoyi walked softly and slowly. Beside her, Gu Dan did not appear to be embarrassed at all, and could not help but look at the vast sea of books with curious eyes.
The bookcases made of high-quality wood here look like layers of huge waves, but the waves are books and bamboo slips arranged one after another, with no end as far as the eye can see.
The two hundred years of Da Yue's reign in Guozuo were not too long, but they also accumulated some great power of time. The wealth and knowledge in the world continued to gather here for more than two hundred years, and finally condensed into In this vast sea of books with no end in sight, it seems too small for an individual to be in it.
Even if an ordinary person spends his entire life, it would be difficult for him to take a brief look at this vast collection of classics and the hard work of countless generations of outstanding people.
The faint fragrance of ink fills the tip of the nose, and the quiet book does not make any sound. Only the corner with a little yellowing of time is saying hello to the posterity across the river of time.
Walking into the huge waves of knowledge, it is inevitable that people will feel the passage of time and the insignificance of individuals. In the vast world, how many people can leave behind a book and a half, or even just a name?
Royal power, wealth, personal honor and disgrace, fame and fortune are all like clouds of the past in these classics.
Sending a mayfly to heaven and earth is nothing more than a drop in the ocean.
"This is a great place."
Even Gu Dan, who had a lot of opinions about this era, couldn't help but nod slightly in praise. These classics were well protected here.
“It’s a great place, you should come earlier.”
A echo sounded from a distance, and in the blink of an eye, footsteps came not far in front of him.
An old man with white beard and hair, an old face and a thin body stood in front of him.
Gu Dan looked at him carefully.
Judging from his appearance alone, he could not tell that he was a martial arts master who had killed three generations of emperors. Instead, he looked more like an old farmer in the countryside who had suffered for many years.
His face is covered with wrinkles, as if ravines are stacked on top of each other. Age spots have taken up less than half of his cheeks. His eyes are yellow and weak, lacking vitality and spirituality. His rough skin looks like it has been stepped on several times after being exposed to the sun. The color of the sorghum on the feet is almost muddy yellow.
Even the white hair and beard are not the moon-white color that Da Yue admires. On the contrary, it is a gray color that no longer has any energy left after the oil is exhausted. The coarse hair hangs down indifferently, and even has some The ones were also knotted, like vines growing freely in the mountains and fields, intertwined and intertwined, which was neither good-looking nor beautiful.
Gu Dan was sizing him up, and he was also sizing up Gu Dan, the youngest and incredibly young martial arts master he knew in history.
Judging from the appearance alone, Gu Dan looks younger than his age. He is a martial arts master and a master of medical skills. He is well-maintained and ages very slowly. He is only in his thirties or forties among the group of martial arts masters. It can be said that he is young and shameless.
The eyebrows are straight, the body is majestic, and the handsomeness is extraordinary. The dark eyes are calm and powerful. Although they are not obvious, they convey a power that makes people feel stable. Smooth black hair shawls down her shoulders, as dark as night, exuding youthful vigor and vitality. Her back is straight and straight, although she does not have the heart to soar to the clouds, she has the intention of soaring to the clouds.
The strong body is only decorated with a simple and elegant green robe, but it hides a power that is like a temporary volcanic silence. There is a degree of movement and movement, free and easy, and natural. People can't help but sigh, what a handsome and beautiful young man!
One old and one strong, both are masters.
It's not better than that. Standing in front of each other always feels too real and causes discomfort.
There was a look of surprise in Gu Dan's eyes. He had never expected that the grandmaster in Dayue Palace would look like this.
"My little friend is laughing. I am too old and neglected to take care of myself. I don't dare to go out to meet people on weekdays. I no longer care about worldly appearance."
Ji Lao noticed Gu Dan's surprise, and said it half in a self-destructive way, half in a teasing way.
Such an opening was neither overly formal nor overbearing, with a bit of irreverent naughtiness and a worldly insight. It was not only refreshing, but at least it did not arouse hostility.
It is said that there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, but when faced with Gu Dan who came to his territory, Mr. Ji could be said to be very considerate, not at all the wild look he had when he said he would accept him as his disciple.
The Grandmaster cannot be insulted!
I just mentioned it behind my back before, but if I really said that in person, I'd probably have to decide the winner, so there's really no need.
"The old man is free and carefree and is no longer bound by rules, which is admirable."
Don't hit the smiling person. Mr. Ji gave him face like this, and Gu Dan did not belittle him. He is not the kind of person who likes to show off his rhetoric. It would be best if he can talk calmly.
Mr. Ji waved his hand to signal Lin Xiaoyi to leave first, then turned around and exposed his back to Gu Dan without any psychological burden, and said casually: "Let's go for a walk together?"
"sure."
Gu Dan had no fear and nodded in agreement.
The two of them walked slowly in the jungle of rows and rows of books. Volume after volume of secret books that were priceless in the outside world and may have even been lost were passed before their eyes one by one.
There are books with a strong aroma of ink that were published not long ago, ancient bamboo slips with simple inscriptions, densely packed small characters written on palm-sized jade stones, and even crude stone tablets with most of the writing wiped away by the wind and sun.
Walking here is like walking in the long river of time. Thousands of books silently imprint the appearance of the years, leaving traces of the past.
"What did you see, little friend?"
Mr. Ji, who was walking in front, suddenly asked.
"Book." Gu Dan said.
Mr. Ji asked again, "Only books?"
"Aren't the books enough?" Gu Dan replied again.
Mr. Ji slowed down a lot again. He picked up a jade plate from the bookshelf. There were hundreds of small characters carved on the jade plate. He said again: "My little friend is not honest enough."
"Not sincere enough, or is this not what you want to hear?" Gu Dan asked back.
"Haha, why don't we all be honest? After seeing so many books, little friend, are you really only seeing books?" Mr. Ji's withered fingers traced the smooth handwriting on the jade plate and asked again.
"Isn't this just a book?"
Gu Dan looked around, "Gathering together countless collections of books in the world, but shelving them in a high cabinet, just to show off. Using the heart of one person to capture the hearts of thousands of people, using the privacy of one person to capture the privacy of millions of people, but unwilling to What's the point of using everything to its best advantage? Do you want me to praise him for his great talent and strategy, taking all the books in the world and putting them into his private treasury?"
"oh?"
Mr. Ji's eyes lit up. Gu Dan's answer aroused great interest in him. He put down the jade plate in his hand and said excitedly: "Different people always have different opinions when they come here. I have seen the number one scholar, I have met the grandson of the Dragon Son Emperor, the emperor before he ascended the throne, and even other martial arts masters.
Different people always have different feelings when they come here. Either you are shocked by the richness of the collection of books, or you are shocked by the sublimity of the classics, or you like the tranquility here that is independent from the outside dust. It is the first time that the little friend expresses this opinion, which is refreshing. "
He continued to walk forward, "Based on the opinions of different people, it is enough to see the expectations and ideals in their hearts. Since I feel that my library cannot make the best use of it, I should have the intention to re-center the world. Why has the past been mediocre? It’s indifferent and does little to nothing? Apart from curing diseases and saving lives which is better than nothing, there is nothing worth paying attention to!”
A martial arts master appeared under the eyes of the imperial capital, and he was a martial arts master with a track record. The information about Gu Dan had been gathered to him for a long time, and all the details that could be found were almost ruined.
However, from the information, it was impossible to tell what was going on in the mind of such a young martial arts master.
Even except for a minor incident that happened when he was given a pill by the late emperor, if Mo Qiu hadn't been implicated in killing the emperor, he didn't know how long he would have to hide it.
I have seen something unique, but never one so unique!
Even a puppet made of clay, after more than ten years of ups and downs, should make some noise, right?
It’s really hard to guess!
"Rebuilding the world? How long will it take to rebuild the country? Didn't the great ancestor who founded the Dayue Kingdom go through hardships? More than two hundred years later, could he have imagined that his descendants would bring Dayue to this point? "Gu Dan said expressionlessly and without mercy.
"This statement is wrong. Is there anything in this world that is immortal and prosperous forever? The same is true for a country. A pine tree will decay after a thousand years, but a hibiscus flower will be proud of itself in a day!"
Mr. Ji returned to his recliner and found a comfortable position to lie down. "My little friend is so young, how can he be more arrogant than this bad old man like me?"
Gu Dan did not continue to answer.
Because he really can live forever.
For the time that ordinary people cannot cross, it is nothing when it comes to him.
So many problems prevented him from thinking like ordinary people.
I didn't have the ability before. It was good to be able to sweep the snow in front of my own door. How could I care about the frost on other people's tiles? Now that he has the strength, he is not without a desire to make a move.
But he also knew that all his efforts would inevitably lead to a dead end in the end. The clear understanding and torture of reality made it difficult to be happy and make up his mind.
In addition, there are indeed immortal spells in this world, and immortals don't care about things. If he is nosy, he may not know how to write the word "death"!
What really made him feel uneasy, so much so that he never acted rashly, was not the imperial power, which he regarded as useless, but the immortal who had always been hidden, but whose traces remained.
He has a big secret, and if he doesn't understand the reason behind it, everything must be done safely. Even if he can't see through it, there is no need to rush it.
These hidden worries are not known to outsiders. Even if he reveals them a little, he may be said to be unfounded, so why bother talking about them.
It's just that being pestered and asked again and again makes people feel uncomfortable after all, so Gu Dan also asked: "Old senior, after three dynasties, he watched the big moon step into the quagmire step by step, and was about to collapse, but he didn't know why. What do you think?"
Faced with this tricky question, Mr. Ji said calmly: "I am already old, and these are no longer things that I need to care about. If future generations can't go their own way, do they still need me to support them?" I am now over a hundred years old, and I am about to die. Let those who come after me solve these problems by themselves."
"I don't know, what does the old man still care about when he is about to die?"
Gu Dan looked at him, as if the two had reversed roles. Now it was his turn to ask questions one after another.
"I no longer care about the affairs of the world. There is only one problem that is still bothering me." Mr. Ji raised his head, and his eyes, which were dim and dull, actually burst out with enough energy to make people laugh. The light came with a sideways glance, "In this world, is there any innate realm above the Grandmaster?"
Gu Dan was slightly startled.
I never expected that at this age, he would still be thinking about all these things.
"Before you came here, there should have been another martial arts master in the palace who was young and powerful enough to guard Dayue for several decades. But some time ago, he died in the Rain of Waking of Insects."
Mr. Ji said to himself, "Back then, I led him here just like I led you. At that time, he said that what he saw was the power of the world, the incomparable power. . If you can’t command the world, can An be able to assemble a collection of books that can be read endlessly in this lifetime?”
"A grandmaster died?"
Gu Dan didn't know this news. No grandmaster could rule the roost. How could he die in obscurity?
"On that rainy night, he tried to reach the realm above the master, and he died in front of me." Mr. Ji did not hide his thoughts at all, and said it directly, "He died miserably, with his heart broken. All the internal organs were burned, and in the end even the blood was dried.”
"Why are you suddenly telling me this?"
Gu Dan seemed to understand why Ji Lao insisted on seeing him, and even shamelessly wanted to accept him as his disciple.
"Because you are very young, very young. Far younger than any martial arts master!" Mr. Ji's eyes were bright and clear. How could there be any hint of oldness?
Staring at Gu Dan as if looking at a unique treasure, he said with certainty: "If there really is a state above the master in this world, the person who is most likely to reach it is you!"
See you in the picture!
The initial test was over, the bait had been thrown out, and Mr. Ji finally revealed his true plan.
It is true that a master does not need to worship another master, but what if it is for another higher level?
"I have also heard stories about martial arts innates, but they were only in storybooks."
Gu Dan stared at the extremely excited Mr. Ji, carefully weighed his words and said, "If you just want to talk about this when you see me, then forget it!"
He is living well. He has only been a martial arts master for less than a year, and he is far from the point where he can't even think about seeking death!
Even if you really have that kind of state, you should slowly polish yourself. It will come naturally, so why worry?
"Don't say no so early."
Mr. Ji seemed to have guessed Gu Dan's reaction, and said without hesitation: "I have enough evidence here!"
(End of chapter)
