Mr. Guanqi rarely entered Taixuan Palace.

Emperor Chongtian is not in Taixian Hall today for some unknown reason.

Canglong Diao Si took Mr. Guanqi into the Taixian Hall, walked to the door with hunched steps, and waited alone outside the door.

Except for Canglong Diao Temple, there are no other guards in the surrounding area of ​​Taixian Hall.

So Mr. Guanqi waited quietly in Taixian Hall.

The table with the dragon corpse inlaid on it stood on the high platform, in front of the throne.

Mr. Guanqi just glanced at the table. There was no sadness, joy or surprise in his eyes, and he just lowered his head.

The dragon corpse embedded in this desk has undergone major changes compared to a year ago.

The scales on the dragon corpse became brighter and brighter, and the bones were white and bright, as if they were glowing.

It also reveals traces of the majesty of the heavenly dragon.

The majesty of this heavenly dragon is incomparable, and it is also mixed with many mysterious and profound auras.

The majesty and courage do not seem to come only from Taichong Longjun.

"Then when Old Zhulong entered Xuandu, he also came to Taixian Hall?" Mr. Guanqi thought.

The world outside Taixuan Palace was a little dark, obscured by thick clouds and mist.

Mr. Guanqi would turn his head from time to time and look at the sky outside the palace.

There are no stars in the night sky, but it seems that you can see some lights from very high altitudes.

Ordinary people may think that those bright lights should be distant stars.

But in Mr. Guanqi's eyes, these bright lights represent some kind of hope.

"You wrote a letter to Gu, hoping to repay the relationship between Gu and the library.

When I saw the letter, I suddenly remembered that when the Master was still alive, whenever I encountered something, I would always wait in front of the Cultivation Pagoda and ask for his advice.

In the blink of an eye, it has been fifty years since the Master ascended to heaven.

Fifty years have passed by, the world has changed, and I am no longer in my prime."

Just when Mr. Guanqi was in a trance.

Emperor Chongtian didn't know when he quietly walked out of Taixian's palace.

Behind him, the thirteenth prince followed him step by step, with some flattered expressions on his face.

In the eyes of the Thirteenth Prince, his father was always strict and would rarely call him alone.

Today, he went out of his way and ordered him to come to Taixian Hall, and even looked at many furnishings, calligraphy and paintings, and many classics in Taixian Hall with him.

Mr. Guanqi saluted Emperor Chongtian and then Prince Yanxu, who was thirteen years old.

Prince Yanxu did not dare to accept it, so he took a step sideways and saluted Mr. Guanqi.

For the children of the royal family, thirteen is no longer considered too young.

He also naturally knew that the gray-clad library gentleman in front of him was his young master's teacher, the real person in charge of the library, and the famous landscape gentleman in the past.

Emperor Chongtian was still wearing the mysterious robes. The candlelight in the palace shone on his luxurious robes, illuminating several mysterious runes.

"So I never stopped Yuan Jiulang, nor did I stop Ying Yuye.

The Great Human Buddha of Daleiyin Temple wrote to me and asked me, but I only replied to him with one word."

"Can!"

Emperor Chongtian walked all the way, passed Mr. Guanqi, and stood in front of the Taixian Hall. He also raised his eyes to look at the light in the distant sky.

"Lu Jing ascended to the sky and went to a place higher than the Five Cities on the Twelfth Floor. You want him to reflect the Emperor's Star, so why not write to me and I'll let him give it a try?"

Emperor Chongtian's voice seemed to be filled with natural majesty, and his eloquent words also contained thunder.

Prince Yan Xu, who was waiting with his head down, heard the word "Lu Jing" and his eyes changed obviously. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the sky in the distance with the corner of his eyes.

Mr. Lu Jing...want to reflect the Emperor Star?

The Thirteenth Prince was very excited. He had an extraordinary starting point and naturally knew what the Emperor Star meant.

Mr. Guanqi always listened quietly.

Until Emperor Chongtian withdrew his gaze from a distance and looked at Mr. Guanqi with a smile on his face.

"Sir, do you think...since I want Lu Jing to become the sword that kills immortals?

Once Lu Jing ascends to heaven, if he cannot see Emperor Xinggu, he will help him so that his soul can return to the human world alive.

So that Gu Lutan's planning will not be in vain, so that Gu's chess game can be played more easily?"

When Mr. Guanqi heard what Emperor Chongtian said, his expression suddenly changed.

Emperor Chongtian laughed, then strode up to the jade platform, turned around and sat on the throne of Taixian Hall.

With a scornful look in his eyes, he said: "I have been playing this chess game for a long time. Without Lu Jing, wouldn't it be possible for me to continue playing?

Lu Jing was just an accident, and the sword that killed Tianque was not just one.

There is even a gate and courtyard above the Jade Capital of the Ming Dynasty, and the sky is thousands of miles long.

Mr. Guanqi, you want Lu Jingzhao to meet the Emperor Star, just because you want to bet on whether I will help Lu Jing."

After Mr. Guanqi saluted, he remained silent.

On the contrary, the Thirteenth Prince on the side vaguely understood something from Emperor Chongtian's words.

He didn't know the origin, but he only heard a few words from Emperor Chongtian... Mr. Lu Jing went to heaven, and his father didn't seem to intend to help him.

There are extremely vicious immortals in the sky, and there are landlords and city lords who are overwhelming the world.

Now that his father is unwilling to help him, will Mr. Lu Jing...

Prince Yanxu became more and more nervous and his expression became restless.

The fists hidden in the sleeves were clenched tightly, and the small palms were full of sweat.

"As Mr. Gu said, he gave Lu Jing a chance to ascend to the sky and see the Emperor's star.

But I don’t know how your husband will repay me?"

Emperor Chongtian was sitting on the throne. He picked up the pen and paper on the table and didn't know what he was writing.

Mr. Guanqi noticed that the clouds and fog shrouding the sky were getting thicker and thicker, and the light of the three stars in the sky had become thinner.

So, he asked: "I wonder what the Holy Lord wants me to do?"

Emperor Chongtian was still writing on the gold-leaf paper. He didn't even raise his head and just said: "I know your plan. After the West Tower, you want the library to return to the vast world, not just to Taixuanjing.

But……

The scholars in Taixuanjing and the scholars in Dafu need a library."

Emperor Chongtian said: "Why don't you write a letter to ask a gentleman from the Northern Qin or the Western Regions, or the Sea Monster Kingdom, Baigui Mountain, to take charge of the library in Taixuan Capital after you?"

"The eight great families in Hedong are still useful, and the Chen family also has a sub-sage.

Confucianism and Taoism in Hedong are still useful, and the library has returned to the common people. It is inevitable that these aristocratic families will perish, which is not appropriate."

Mr. Guanqi folded his hands in his broad sleeves, thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Scholar gentlemen always want to travel around the world and spread their knowledge to the world.

If the library remains in Taixuan Capital, the four words "Preaching the World" will become empty talk."

Mr. Guanqi is rejecting Emperor Chongtian.

The Thirteenth Prince on the side was a little at a loss.

He has lived for thirteen years, but as far as he can remember, he has never heard of anyone in the Dafu Dynasty who dared to refuse his father's imperial edict.

Even the pen in Emperor Chongtian's hand paused slightly, he raised his head, shook his head and smiled: "Bai Guanqi, the most romantic person in the world, is worthy of being respected by the world's scholars.

In this Taixuan Capital, there are only a few people who have shaken their heads at me for decades."

"Shang Min, Jiang Shoufu, and the young and frivolous Jing Wushuang."

Emperor Chongtian continued writing and said softly: "If you think about it carefully, there are still a few people in the library, such as Mr. Da and Ji Chen'an.

Plus you, Bai Guanqi...

Someone once told me that the library should be destroyed, otherwise it would lead to alienation, but these words are not completely unreasonable."

Mr. Guanqi said: "Please... the Holy Lord please take note of the merits of the library."

Emperor Chongtian suddenly raised his eyebrows. He finally stopped writing and put the brush in his hand on the crime scene. Then he straightened up and looked at Emperor Chongtian and said, "That's why I won't take action this time. You want to pass by the library?"

Will you repay the credit for your work?"

Mr. Guanqi nodded calmly.

Emperor Chongtian asked again: "Then, as Lu Jing's teacher, how should you repay me for helping Lu Jing illuminate the Emperor's Star?"

Prince Yanxu looked happy.

Mr. Guanqi also raised his head and asked, "Sage, are you willing to help Lu Jing?"
To be continued...