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?"
Emperor Chongtian smiled and said: "During the Lingtide period, I killed the building owner and beheaded the city lord.
There is indeed something about Shang Min after the spiritual tide, so what does Mr. Guangqi think...that Lu Jingzhao Emperor Star can escape from my chessboard and become the one who holds the piece?"
Mr. Guanqi said: "I have to give it a try."
Emperor Chongtian placed his fingers on the table in front of him and tapped lightly.
A moment.
It seems that there are thousands of rays of light coming from the clouds, and there are black scales shining on the sun.
The dragon corpse embedded in the case rose up from the clouds and shone thousands of lights.
Wisps of light suddenly appeared, flowing freely in the Taixian Palace.
When Mr. Guanqi saw this scene, he was thinking about something in his eyes.
Emperor Chongtian said slowly: "Sir, please think more carefully. Now the sky is shining brightly, covering the fairyland in the sky.
You and I don’t know what’s going on in Lu Jing. If it had been a little later, I’m afraid there would only be one corpse.”
"You can naturally take a gamble with your spirit. Lu Jing's talent has soared. He can calmly see the emperor's star, and calmly walk out of the sky and return to the human world."
"Father...Jing Guogong has served the country..." Emperor Chongtian had just finished speaking. Prince Yanxu, who was only thirteen years old, suddenly took a step forward. His expression was a little frightened, his eyes were full of fear, and his arms were still
He was trembling slightly, obviously very afraid of the majesty of Emperor Chongtian.
But even so, Prince Yanxu still knelt down on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground and said: "Dong Jingguo saved the people on the Hezhongdao, and the disasters on the Hezhongdao were eliminated by calling the wind and rain.
The people of Hezhong Road built monuments and shrines for him. My father, the emperor, is wise and saved the life of young master Yanxu!"
The Thirteenth Prince's voice was childish, but seemed to be full of courage.
He knelt down in the Taixian Hall and got up.
A bright light flashed in Emperor Chongtian's eyes, a smile appeared on his lips, and he raised his hand gently.
Canglong Diao Si walked slowly into Taixian Palace, bowed down and said to Prince Yanxu: "The night is already deep, Your Highness should go back to Huaishi Palace."
The Thirteenth Prince obviously wanted to say something more, but his eyes gradually became blurred, and he was finally carried behind Canglong Diao Si and left Taixian Hall.
Mr. Guanqi looked at the backs of Canglong Diao Temple and Prince Yanxu, wondering what he was thinking.
It wasn't until a few breaths passed that Mr. Guanqi suddenly said: "Sage, the library is not owned by Bai Guanqi alone. I can't decide who owns the library.
It is Master's will to conduct the world, and it cannot be changed."
"But Bai Guanqi's soul only belongs to me after all. I know that the Holy Lord is raising a real blue dragon.
This matter is over, when the west tower in the sky recedes, no matter whether I live or die, I can use my soul to feed the blue dragon."
Bai Guanqi spoke eloquently.
These words surprised Emperor Chongtian. He looked at Bai Guanqi up and down and said, "Why don't you go to heaven and be your Xiaoyao Qingdu Lord?"
Bai Guanqi just smiled.
Emperor Chongtian didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the page of gold leaf paper on the table and threw it away gently.
I saw paper flying around, but there were a few lines of text written on it.
"The world is in chaos and has no one to rely on, and the world is vast and immeasurable. Now I am holding the edict of heaven. In the dark place, dragons roar and tigers roar, and suddenly there is wind and thunder."
The flying gold leaves turned into ashes, and the dragon corpse embedded in the table also opened its eyes at this moment.
The black lights hovering in the Taixian Hall condensed and gradually turned into a clear color!
A truly great supernatural power is brewing within it.
Mr. Guanqi's eyes were filled with joy.
"In this way, Lu Jing can be said to be a sure shot."
He thought this in his heart without any sadness at all.
At this time, Emperor Chongtian was also standing in the Taixian Hall.
"Sir, why don't you take a gamble?
Maybe you just don't want to pay anything, but I will still save Lu Jing.
After all, Lu Jing is my genius in the world."
Emperor Chongtian asked this.
Mr. Guanqi's expression did not change, and he said: "Why bet? Since the Holy Lord has his heart, Bai Guanqi will allow it, so why should something suddenly happen?"
Emperor Chongtian also expressed admiration in his eyes: "It is both romantic and free.
I finally know why Mr. Da felt free to go to Northern Qin after you entered the library."
"Sir, don't worry, since the lonely king has agreed to come down, Lu Jing will never die..."
Emperor Chongtian is talking.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light in the distance.
Emperor Chongtian's voice paused.
Even Mr. Guanqi's expression, which originally seemed extremely free and easy, had some changes.
The two of them, one on the stage and one off the stage, looked at each other with different expressions.
A few breaths of time have passed.
Emperor Chongtian suddenly coughed, and in the blink of an eye, the black light flying in Taixian Hall disappeared.
Canglong's corpse, which had originally opened its eyes, had also closed its eyes.
He sat on the throne and gently waved his hand towards Mr. Guanqi.
"It seems that this matter was not just miscalculated by Mr. Wang, but also by the lonely king."
"Sir...please come back."
Mr. Guanqi saluted, walked out of Taixian Hall, and walked all the way out of the palace.
He returned to the library and saw someone waiting for him in front of the Self-cultivation Tower.
Mr. Guanqi seems to be calm and calm, but in fact he is full of doubts.
He sat on the stone bench, looked up and down at the familiar young man in front of him, and saw that the Sha Xilou was shining brightly.
"You're back now?" Mr. Guanqi asked.
Lu Jing nodded and said with a smile: "I originally planned to take advantage of the chaos to take a look at Master, but unfortunately the owner of Taibai Tower was too tough. Yuan Jiulang's long-prepared arrow only broke into his sword light and shot through him.
shoulder, but he was not seriously injured.
The Buddha's light of the Great Buddha on earth and the great supernatural power of Yuye Sheren have also been wiped out, so they can only come back."
Mr. Guanqi said "Oh", raised his eyebrows and asked: "Success?"
Lu Jing replied: "Of course I succeeded. With so many great people helping me, how could I fail?"
Mr. Guanqi frowned, puzzled.
Lu Jing said with a smile: "The Emperor Star also has a spirit. Maybe he saw my talent in swordsmanship, my fearless sword spirit, and the fate of my young sword armor, so he took the initiative to welcome me and see me off.
Even on that day, the fairyland was in such chaos, and because there were many building owners and city lords standing by, no one noticed."
Mr. Guanqi said: "There are disputes in the world, and there are disputes in heaven. The master of Taibai Tower is too strong. It is not surprising that some immortals hope for his death."
"But, what is fate?"
Lu Jing thought for a while and said with a smile: "You probably mean that my talent for swordsmanship is rare in the world?"