Library Slim Tower.

Mr. Guanqi sat in front of the table, looking down at the chessboard in front of him.

On the chessboard, two kinds of chess pieces, black and white, fall on it. On it are vaguely visible the star set style, the small eye set style, the big avalanche, the dragon slaying style...

There are also three tribulations in the chess game, each of which circulates. Even if one of them is solved, there are still two others. The three tribulations, one tribulation exists, and two tribulations arise, endlessly, and it is almost impossible to solve.

Mr. Guanqi sat in front of this ancient end game, always holding a black stone in his hand, but he did not drop it, but focused on it seriously, watching the chess without saying a word.

He was sitting here alone. In the middle of the night, Mr. Guanqi seemed to be aware of something. As he was about to stand up, there were footsteps coming from the stairs again.

A middle-aged man wearing black clothes and a blurry face went up to the self-cultivation tower.

Mr. Guanqi saluted the man in Xuanyi, but the man in Xuanyi just smiled and nodded, sitting opposite Mr. Guanqi.

He didn't say much. He looked down at the endgame on the chessboard. After a long time, he frowned and said, "Is this the game of three tribulations?"

Mr. Guanqi nodded.

Xuan Yi looked at it carefully for a long time, then relaxed his brows and said with a smile: "I have the god Jiang Baishi, so why do I need to watch this game of ascending to the sky? Immortal Tianque has already fallen into the chess game of falling immortals, and he only needs to find a big sword to kill him.

If he throws away his dragon, the blessings of the Heavenly Que Immortal will fall on me."

Mr. Guanqi frowned slightly, his expression full of regret.

He pondered for a while and sighed: "Jiang Shoufu worked hard for this chess game and used his mortal body to change the heavenly charm of Tianque Immortal. At this point, Tianque Immortal has indeed fallen into the urn, but...Jiang Shoufu is only afraid..."

Xuan Yi didn't say much, he just stretched out his hand and messed up the pieces on the chessboard.

As soon as the four or five pieces moved, the chess game turned into something completely different.

There is a murderous intention hidden in it, and two big dragons can be vaguely seen fighting, and their life and death are unknown.

Mr. Guanqi's eyes fell on the two big dragons, but he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Xuan Yi turned his head and looked at the library from the window of the Self-cultivation Tower. It was winter at this time, and the sky in Taixuanjing had turned cold, and there was even a second light snowfall.

But in this library, because of Master's inscription "The four seasons are like spring", it is really like spring all the year round, without any chill.

The man in Xuanyi's face was still blurry. He looked at it for a while, then turned around and asked Mr. Guanqi: "You saw that boy right."

When the man in black clothes said this, a smile finally appeared on Mr. Guanqi's face. He nodded and said: "The fourth master's sword in the world is not easy. It requires not only great talent, but also a sincere heart.

It's an unexpected surprise that Lu Jing can understand this sword."

"Really?" The man in black clothes smiled: "But why do I think that the reason why you lured Lu Jing into the library was because of what you saw?

You watch chess all day long. It is said that there is truth in the world in chess. Sir, what do you see?"

Mr. Guanqi smiled warmly but remained silent.

He didn't answer, but the man in black clothes didn't care at all, but there was more emotion in his tone: "Even if you stand in a high position, you can't figure out the connections between heaven and earth. Master ascended to heaven, and I have the intention to go with him to see him."

Those fairyland, but there are many difficulties in the affairs of this world. Ordinary people will eventually come to an end and will not be able to achieve great freedom.

When I unify the world, and when I am here, there will be no more disputes between heaven and earth, then I wonder if I will be able to climb to the gate of heaven and see the immortals who are now sitting on the throne of heaven."

The man in black clothes spoke in a normal tone.

However, Mr. Guanqi could hear the almost extreme ambition in these words.

The man in front of me is not willing to be the emperor of this world!

He also wants to realize the vision in his dream, sit on the throne for three hundred years, and control three million immortals.

"And that young man has mastered the Human Sword Qi. If he can master Fourth Master's Human Sword and Jiang Shoufu's Luo Xian Chess Game in the future, he will kill the dragon with his sword!"

The man in black clothes said this in a normal tone, as if he was talking about a very trivial matter.

Mr. Guanqi's expression did not change, he shook his head and said: "Holy Lord, Lu Jing is a bit special. He can see both the mortal world and the fairyland in his eyes. He is a rare person with immortal wisdom.

How can a person with immortal wisdom completely cut off the immortal blessings of Tianque Immortal?

Maybe even if he holds the human sword, he won't be able to kill the giant dragon of Que Immortal that day."

The man in mysterious clothes in front of him is none other than the Great Fu Sage, Emperor Chongtian.

Emperor Chongtian came to the library late at night. There was nothing surprising at first, but his conversation with Mr. Guanqi was full of secrets.

Emperor Chongtian didn't care and just said: "There are several people who kill immortals. If Lu Jing can grow up, let him try to kill them.

If he dies in the process, it doesn't matter. Those who have a great chance must be in trouble and overcome tribulations. If he cannot grow up, it will only prove that he is not worthy of Mr. Fourth's sword."

When Emperor Chongtian spoke, his tone was calm and casual, as if the immortal slayers he spoke of were all chess pieces on a chess card that could be moved at will.

Mr. Guanqi couldn't bear it. After thinking for a while, his consciousness circulated and he said: "Mr. Qi will issue a document for justice tomorrow and take Lu Jing out of Dali Temple."

Emperor Chongtian nodded and said with a smile: "It's just a small matter. The reason why the library is a library is naturally because the library has something to do. Even if the library's philosophy is different from mine, it still contributes to the education of the world, and I am willing to

Coexist with the library.

That's why I sit back and watch the disciples in the library run around in the streets and alleys to guide public opinion and exonerate Lu Jing."

If it were other sects, such as Dongwang Temple, Jokhang Temple, Landuo Temple, Zhenwu Mountain and other sects that have long been famous in the world, I am afraid that they would also have great fear in their hearts after hearing the words of Emperor Chongtian.

However, Mr. Guan Qi slowly shook his head and explained seriously: "The fourth floor of the library did not guide the students and teachers of the library on this matter.

All he did was expose the evil in that good place to the public.

Those storytellers do it because it's profitable.

The officials in the imperial court and those in private workshops wrote and published articles on this matter, both for fame and profit.

The disciples and teachers who come and go in the library, as well as the teachers and students in the Imperial College, Jixianyuan, and many other libraries in Beijing, are actually based on their passion and pursuit of justice.

Precisely because there is indeed justice in it, when the truth is exposed to the sun, the people become more and more eager."

"When Mr. Seven spoke, it was also the will of the fourth floor, but it was not mixed with the power of the government."

A smile appeared on Emperor Chongtian's lips, and he looked directly at Mr. Guanqi: "But the source of all this, the one who exposed the evil of Shantang by various means, is still the library, isn't it?"

Mr. Guanqi still had a smile on his face: "When the Holy King is filled with anger, he will always give ordinary people a way to survive."

…

Light snow fell from the sky, spreading thinly on the ground of Taixuanjing.

The horse paths in the streets and alleys are paved with bluestone slabs, and there are many concave and convex folds on them to prevent slipping for horses and carts.

In front of Dali Temple, there are still many people wandering around.

Even on snowy days, the number of people did not decrease. On the contrary, many people took time off due to the snowy weather.

Instead, there were more people here.

Men and women all looked eagerly at the entrance of Dali Temple. Occasionally, a few bold young people would shout Lu Jing's name loudly.

The guards at the entrance of Dali Temple are quite helpless. On weekdays, it is not an exaggeration to describe the gate of a dangerous place like Dali Temple as empty.

Occasionally, if some people stayed for a long time due to business, they would loudly reprimand and expel them.

But these days, the entrance to Dali Temple is so busy every day.

Occasionally, a prisoner who has not seen anyone for a long time and is escorted to the execution ground will feel more nostalgic for the world when he suddenly sees so many people.

The ideas of these ordinary people are quite simple.

Lu Jing used the spirit in his heart and the sharp sword in his hand to make the evil intentions of the most prosperous place of Taixuanjing known to the world, so that those poor young people would not be deceived again.

To put it most intuitively, at least the forty-six children who had boarded the boat that day were indeed saved because of Lu Jing.

And because Lu Jing made the matter so big, those gentlemen who usually didn't even look at them began to donate money and were preparing to spend a lot of gold on Linfeng Street, which is six streets away from Jingyin Mansion.

Create a charity hall that can accommodate thousands of children at the same time.

After the construction of the Great Charity Hall is completed, six highly respected people from Taixuan Capital will be hired to jointly supervise it to ensure that the Charity Hall operates in an orderly manner and that such evil things will not happen again.

With these conditions, in exchange for the officials at the Qing Shitai in Taixuanjing, they would no longer criticize them verbally or write, and they would no longer issue memorials to impeach them every day.

Without an impeachment memorial, everything would be fine.

Otherwise, one day when the sage in the palace is upset, he will turn over such memorials, and with a casual stroke in anger, their heads will fall to the ground!

Yanguan may often do bad things, but sometimes it can also play a big role.

And for whom do these benefits arise?

Naturally, it was because of the young and handsome library gentleman who was still in prison in Dali Temple.

Although most of the people in Taixuan Capital are not well-educated, they still understand many things because they have lived in the capital for a long time.

Since Mr. Xiaojing has helped them, they will naturally not be stingy with his enthusiasm and concern.

There were also a few older aunts who sent a few quilts and a cotton-padded coat, and many people brought various kinds of food.

The Minister of Dali Temple had already told the guards that someone had brought something over, so he took a little bit of each item from the basket and made it into a big basket, then sent it to the prison and gave it to Lu Jing, saying it was everyone's wish.

Lu Jing originally didn't want to accept it, but this basket of food was actually considered rich for ordinary people.

But the guard who delivered the things later said that this basket of things seemed to be a lot, but because it only took a little bit from each common person and spread it out evenly among dozens or hundreds of people, it was nothing.

With these words, Lu Jing naturally would not shirk anymore and ate all kinds of delicacies in the basket every day. Occasionally, Qing Yue would make a special trip to bring a bowl of clear soup noodles.

Lu Jing has already informed the guards, and things sent by Qing Yue are always delivered in time.
To be continued...