Chapter 361 Witness the marriage between me and Qingyue
The four letters burned in the runes and turned into wisps of smoke and dust flying into the air in the blink of an eye, becoming one with the clouds.
Lu Jing stood on the self-cultivation tower and looked out the window. He felt that the originally clear moonlight outside the window had become much darker.
Lu Jing turned around and saw Mr. Guanqi sitting back at the desk where he had been sitting for more than ten years.
Taixuan Palace in the center of Taixuan Capital is still deep and quiet, as if these letters did not attract Taixuan Palace's attention.
"Sir, since Emperor Chongtian doesn't want me to see the Emperor's Star at this time, wouldn't the library's actions be contrary to the wishes of the Emperor's Palace?"
Lu Jing usually acts decisively and rarely hesitates.
But he also knew that in this great Taixuanjing, even if the holy king no longer looked at all living beings in the world, he was still the king who controlled Dafu.
After all, the library is located within Taixuan Jing, and offending Emperor Chongtian is not something that can be easily solved.
Mr. Guanqi stood upright and looked at the chessboard that had not been picked up on the table.
After watching the endgame for a long time, but never making a move, he reached out his hand and picked up a white piece.
"Don't worry, the library... has been going on for too long.
When the master did not return, Emperor Chongtian actually no longer had a place in the library in Taixuan Capital.
For a long time, libraries have still needed to perform the task of teaching, but if you only teach and don't practice, and let the world decay, you can't be called a true scholar."
Lu Jing didn't know why Mr. Guanqi said that, he wanted to ask.
Mr. Guanqi slowly waved his hand: "Your soul is holding a sword, and it is far from a foolproof thing for the sword to shine upon the Emperor Star.
You have ambitions and are willing to meet the Emperor Star, but you also have to deal with many things.
I have already told Mr. Eleven that you will give Qing Yue some instructions so as not to die in heaven."
Mr. Guanqi spoke directly, and Lu Jing did not ask any more questions. He just smiled at Mr. Guanqi and said, "Sir, you are my teacher. Why don't you hope that I will be better?"
After Mr. Guanqi regained his vitality and became younger, he no longer seemed so serious about words.
He stared at the chessboard carefully, probably thinking about where the white stone was going to land, but he said: "Even if the four strongest people in the world are willing to help you, I don't know if you can hide it from the three stars in the sky.
Tianguan Tianque.
If your Soul Sword Light is discovered, you will inevitably die.
It's a big risk in the first place, so why bother asking for some auspicious words?"
Lu Jing realized that what Mr. Guanqi said was very reasonable, so he resigned from Mr. Guanqi and wanted to wait for Qingyue in front of Shaomu Courtyard.
He walked to the top of the stairs, suddenly remembered something, and said to Mr. Guanqi: "Sir, if this matter is over, if I can survive, I will ask you to marry Qing Yue for me. Lu Jing... has no biological elders.
No one sent me the three matchmaking and six certificates.
I can only trouble Mr. Guanqi."
It started from the first sentence Lu Jing said.
Mr. Guanqi's eyes seemed to be a little stunned when he originally looked at the chessboard.
He didn't listen carefully to what Lu Jing said next. He vaguely heard the words "three matchmakers and six certificates", "double", "ruler", "mirror", "weighing", "scissors", "calculation", and "marriage certificate".
Lu Jing said a lot and then stood at the entrance of the stairs, as if he wanted to hear Mr. Guanqi's answer.
"gentlemen?"
Seeing that Mr. Guanqi was lost in thought, he reminded him again.
Mr. Guanqi suddenly reacted. He raised his head and smiled at Lu Jing. He shook his head and said: "This end game is too difficult. I originally wanted to break the game with a move, but I found that this Go game seemed to be the end game. It was straight two squares and four squares, and I still couldn't do it.
The real eye on the plate."
Mr. Guanqi talked about the difficulty of the end game, and then smiled at Lu Jing and said: "This matter is naturally not difficult.
According to the law of kinship, you are indeed no longer related by blood. I am your teacher, and I am the one who will marry Qingyue for you, and I can even do that."
Lu Jing felt happy when he got the answer, so he turned around and went downstairs.
His footsteps were not chaotic, but became lighter and lighter.
Mr. Guanqi saw from the window of the Self-cultivation Tower that Lu Jing had gone away, and then looked at the endgame in front of him.
He thought for a moment and dropped the white piece in his hand on Ding Wu.
The chess game that originally seemed to be over came back to life, and a dragon whose head was beheaded came back to life again.
Rumble!
There was a sudden sound of thunder.
It rained heavily in the sky.
On weekdays, heavy rains do not stain the library, but there are always only spring breezes and rain in the library.
But today, the heavy rain became heavier and heavier, destroying the flowers in front of the Slim Tower.
Mr. Guanqi seemed to realize something. He stood up and went to a courtyard on the third floor.
Mr. Ninth and Mr. Eleven were one step ahead of Mr. Guanqi and had already entered the building in the courtyard.
In the room, Mr. Qi, who was already very old and could only sleep on the bed on weekdays, had a little more life on his face today.
He got up from the bed, sat cross-legged on a futon, and watched several people enter the room.
"Mr.'s more than ten years of operation have made the Hedong family's red tape and cannibalism rules no longer the only Confucian and Taoist orthodoxy in the world.
After more than ten years of operation, the library has also taught scholars who bow their heads to see the world. They may still be young and have not yet reached Dafu or even the center of the world, but they already have the ambition to save the world in their hearts.
Flowers will always bloom in the end.
What you do in February and March will often only see results in August or September.
It's still early, Mr. Guanqi, don't worry."
Mr. Seven was gray-haired, but when he saw Mr. Guanqi, who was getting younger, he took the initiative to comfort him.
Mr. Ninth and Mr. Eleven looked calm, but there was loneliness hidden in their eyes.
Mr. Qi continued: "Since Master ascended to heaven, the library is no longer the same library as it was before. The library in Taixuan Capital has never even shown the gentleman's sword on his waist.
Now that there is going to be a fire in the world, it would be a good thing for the library to go out for a walk and travel thousands of miles to bring peace to the world.
Mr. Guanqi need not blame himself."
Mr. Nine and Mr. Eleven looked at Mr. Guanqi.
After observing Mr. Qi's eyes, he asked Mr. Qi: "Mr. Zhiwu, I feel guilty for you. I may not be able to seek justice for you in my lifetime.
I know that your husband is considerate of me, and I also know that he must have doubts in his heart."
"Guan Qi is willing to answer."
Mr. Zhiwu nodded lightly and asked, "Lu Jing is not an ordinary person. He inherited Mr. Si's sword bones and clearly understood the sword energy in the world. It is a good thing that Mr. Si reflects the essence of the world."
It's also a good thing that he became the library's sword bearer.
Now, if you want to use the power of the library to help him achieve enlightenment, there is no problem.
But sir, Lu Jing still doesn’t know Yu Yuan or Yang Gu.
For nineteen years, you have not thought about Yu Yuan and the overall situation in Yang Valley, trying to save the world and save the world.
But now that Lu Jing has become a library and holds a sword, he still doesn't know what is in Yu Yuan and Yang Valley.
If he meets Emperor Xing, if he becomes another sword-armored Shang Min, if he knows about Yu Yuan and Yanggu, but he doesn't want to shoulder the burden of the library.
What about my library?"
Mr. Qi asked carefully, but there was no blame in his eyes. He seemed to be just asking Mr. Guanqi to answer his questions.
Mr. Guanqi fell silent.
Mr. Jiu was also silent.
On the contrary, Mr. Eleven, who rarely speaks on weekdays, spoke at this time, and his tone was a little hasty.
"Mr. Zhiwu, Mr. Guanqi is still blaming himself for sending you to Yuyuan."
"Why should you blame yourself? This world belongs to everyone in the world, not to Mr. Guanqi alone.
Mr. Guanqi wants to carry the world alone, but I'm afraid it's not that easy.
I am also a human being, and I also have the ambition to carry the world on my shoulders, so what’s the harm in doing something for the world?”
"I know that Mr. Guanqi was punished by thunder because of me, and I don't want to force Lu Jing anymore.
But if he doesn't know the responsibility he shoulders, how can he repay Mr. Guanqi's kindness?"
Mr. Seven asked this.
Mr. Eleven looked lonely.
Mr. Jiu was about to speak but stopped.
Mr. Guanqi shook his head.
"If the responsibilities in the world are imposed on others, it will become a burden. Once it becomes a burden, the journey will become more bumpy and heavy, and the shoulders will feel like carrying thousands of mountains."
"When he was studying in the Lu Mansion, I saw that Lu Jing was not deceived by evil thoughts and had a ruler in his heart to measure everything in the world.
There is some persistence in his heart that neither you nor I know. As long as this persistence is there, I will not say anything to him, and he will naturally see many things and show the edge of his own sword."
"Mr. Zhiwu, I have tried my best. Fortunately, there is a young man like Lu Jing with an upright mind. I choose to believe him.
If things don't work out...even if I'm already dead by then, please still ask me to scold me in the abyss of Yu."
Mr. Seven pondered.
Mr. Jiu said: "The world is weak and we actually have no choice."
When Mr. Seven heard these words, the red light on his face suddenly faded away. He seemed to be extremely exhausted, and his originally upright body also stooped.
"Sir, if things don't work out, even if I become a lonely ghost in Yu Yuan, I will never be disrespectful to you.
You and Mr. Fourth are not the only ones who have contributed to the world by moving to Parrot Island."
It became increasingly difficult for Mr. Seven to speak. Mr. Nine stepped forward and helped him to the bed.
He was lying on the bed, his breathing becoming increasingly short.
"I really want to see Mr. Eldest, Mr. Second, Mr. Fifth, and I also want to see my sixth brothers. I wonder if they know that I'm leaving."
"We haven't seen each other for more than ten years. I wonder if my sixth brother has figured it out."
"Old Jiu, next time the spiritual tide comes, kill a few more immortals for me.
That lightning disaster really caused me pain, and to this day, I still remember the pain that penetrated my bones."
"When will the teacher come to see me?"
Mr. Seven's voice was choppy and gradually became a little incoherent.
He seemed to have forgotten that the Master had already ascended to heaven and was no longer on earth, and wanted the teacher to come and see him.
When Mr. Ninth held Mr. Seven's hand, he stood in front of the bed.
Mr. Eleven lowered his head and could not clearly see the expression on her face.
The gentle smile on Mr. Guanqi's face disappeared, and he became a little cold.
"When I think about it, the teacher has gone to heaven.
He once promised me that when I die, he will plant a peach blossom in front of my grave to keep me cool.
The teacher is not here, Tao Yao, it is up to you to plant this peach blossom."
Mr. Seven was like a quiet child, slowly closing his eyes amidst the murmurings.
In the Yuyuan, a wisp of cloud air bloomed and flew up.
Tao Yao looked at the lifeless Mr. Qi and said to Bai Guanqi, "It's a good thing that you came to see him off."
Bai Guanqi saw that the heavy rain outside had stopped.
Without saying a word, he returned to the Self-cultivation Tower.
Mr. Guanqi planted a peach blossom tree under the Self-cultivation Tower.
…
Western Region, in Loulan City.
A middle-aged man in black with a serious expression and often slightly raised eyebrows carried a hoe, found a good place, and planted a peach tree.
Someone came to call him.
"Mr. Six, the eldest princess invites you."
The middle-aged man in black shook his head: "I have something to do today."
The man frowned: "What can be more important than the eldest princess? Now there are only three rebels left..."
The middle-aged man in black flicked his fingers, but the person who came to summon him found that he was speechless.
"Even if all thirty-six countries in the Western Region were destroyed, it would not be as heavy as this peach tree."
The messenger was furious and left in a hurry.
Not long after, a middle-aged man in black clothes was tending the peach blossom tree, and an armored general sent him a head to apologize to the middle-aged man.
That head was that of the person who had just sent the message.
The sixth gentleman didn't seem to have a compassionate temperament. He just glanced at the head and waved the general away.
"Is there a death in your family?"
On a poplar tree not far away, a green bird transformed into a girl in brocade clothes and said mockingly.
Mr. Six ignored her and patted the soil under the tree while saying, "Your father seems to have forgotten you a long time ago. Even now, he has never sent you a Demon King Pill."
The girl in brocade clothes panicked instantly, and transformed into a blue bird. While flapping her wings, she shouted loudly: "Don't kill me."
Mr. Six glanced at her, then turned his head and said to the peach blossom tree: "Don't be impatient. Now that Taixuanjing has suffered a lot of grievances, when this matter is resolved, I will go to Taixuanjing to general you."
Bring it back.
When fallen leaves return to their roots, Loulan City is better than Taixuanjing, which is full of evil spirits.
…
"Is this the young master's sword?"
Qingyue held Shaxilou in her hand and carefully stroked the sword blade.
Lu Jing looked at the curiosity on Qing Yue's face and suddenly said, "Maybe we can go to Taihua City."
"Taihua City? Is this the young master's fiefdom?"
Qing Yue was a little dazed: "But I heard that the Duke of the country is not allowed to go to the fiefdom easily, unless there is a decree from the Holy Lord."
"Actually, it's not a fiefdom, it's just a place of food and settlement." Lu Jing said, "That's where the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Western Regions, Shenguan, and Chong'an meet.
It can be seen that the desert in the Western Region is vast and majestic. Looking as far as the eye can see, you can also see the distant mountain roads, you can see the Zhenxi Protectorate, and the Three Prefectures. The scenery must be excellent.
As for the Holy King Tianzhao... there is always a way." Lu Jing said.
Qingyue nodded, as if she didn't care where she was going.
"By the way, sir, there is a letter."
Qingyue remembered something, carefully put down Shaxilou, turned around and took out a letter from the cabinet and handed it to Lu Jing.
"This is from Wei Jingzhe. He said it was ordered by the young master."
Lu Jing took the letter.
"It's a letter from Chen Xuanwu."
Lu Jing was a little surprised. Just as he was about to open the letter, he suddenly noticed something, and a sword light flashed from Shaxi Tower.
He looked out of the window and saw a young man sitting cross-legged on the wall of the courtyard.
The young man, who was in his thirties, had a long bow on his back and was looking at the scene.
When Lu Jing saw the long bow, he remembered the records in the scenery chronicle.
"The bow is wrapped with a green dragon, the seal is carved with the wind, and the roots of mulberry trees are picked, and the sinews of the unicorn are used as strings.
It is the third armor in the bow.
The master of the bow, Yuan Jiulang, is the leader of the arrows. This bow once killed the king of the old dynasty and was not a minister of Taiwu."
"Yuankuro..."
Lu Jing stood up and walked out of the main room.
He was about to kill Xilou, and the spirit in the sword flashed with colorful brilliance.
Lu Jing flicked the sword, and with Lu Jing's permission, the colorful sword light suddenly transformed into a human shape and saluted Lu Jing, then looked at Yuan Jiulang.
Yuan Jiulang did not look at the blurry multi-colored human figure, but looked directly at Lu Jing and asked: "Which emperor star did you see?"
…
In the empty mountain alley.
Pei Yingui's long bow suddenly vibrated the bowstring, waking up the girl Hancai.
Miss Hancai sat up and rubbed her sleepy eyes, and found that Pei Yingui had already left the courtyard.