Chapter 62 Everyone in the world has good and evil
Excerpting classics is a very boring job.
But when Lu Jing is writing, be careful of the undivided destiny, and the reader's destiny will be triggered.
Lu Jing is indeed as Mr. Guanqi said, enjoying himself in these many classics.
Maybe it's because Lu Jing has already mastered martial arts, has become more and more skilled in controlling the skin, flesh, fascia and bones in his body, and has hundreds of layers of qi and blood to temper himself.
During the process of excerpting books, Lu Jing not only felt no fatigue at all, but also felt that his writing skills had improved.
After all, if the writer is strong, the characters will be written in his bones, and if he is intelligent, the handwriting will be written from the heart.
Because the classics copied today were written in cursive by the original author, Lu Jing simply copied them in cursive, which was true to his style.
Chen Xuanwu on the side would come over every once in a while to watch Lu Jing write.
He often sees it as a cup of tea.
There is always admiration in his eyebrows.
"Brother Jing, how did you practice your calligraphy? This cursive calligraphy is actually better than that of my elders.
My elder is also very good at calligraphy, but he doesn't practice cursive calligraphy much. Instead, he likes the one-stroke Taoist script and has been immersed in it for decades. If there is a chance in the future, I will introduce you to him. Since I have the same hobby, I would like to come to him.
I also have something to say to you."
When Chen Xuanwu said this, he said in his mouth: "Fortunately, he loves words, otherwise he would have nothing to do all day long, not reading the Bible, and he would only know how to teach me."
Lu Jing raised his head and said with a smile: "It is a good thing to have elders at home to discipline you. In the future, walking in this world will be much easier with the sincere teachings of elders. Don't get bored."
Chen Xuanwu waved his hand and said discouraged: "I thought you were the same age as me and would speak younger. I didn't expect that you write all day long and occasionally talk, and you speak just like my elders."
Lu Jing shook his head and continued writing with his head down.
Chen Xuanwu breathed out a breath and went back to the corner to read.
Lu Jing saw the book in his hand out of the corner of his eye and felt helpless.
"Chen Xuanwu is very strange. If you just read the book occasionally, why do you keep it in your hand all day long?"
Lu Jing actually did not object to these spring memories. Out of curiosity, he asked Chen Xuanwu for advice today and borrowed a good book to study in detail.
However, Lu Jing found that Chen Xuanwu was too interested in this kind of book.
I have been looking for books like this all day today.
However, everyone has their own ambitions. He is not Chen Xuanwu's husband, nor is he his elder. As a library gentleman, he is only responsible for copying classics, so naturally he will not meddle in other people's business or point fingers.
"But when I think about it carefully, Chen Xuanwu's eyes are so pure and clear even when he is reading these spring notes, his expression is not even the slightest, and his cheeks are not blushing. It is as if he is reading the classics of a real saint.
This is a bit strange."
Thoughts flashed through Lu Jing's mind, and he concentrated on copying books until after noon.
He then stood up and returned to the room located in the corner of the third floor of the Slimming Tower.
This room is the room he mentioned to Qingyue before.
It was a resting place prepared by the library for Mr. Excerpt.
After all, it is a house in a tower. It is not too big, only about the size of one bay.
But there is no shortage of anything inside, including tables, chairs, beds, and you can even see the entire second floor of the building when you open the windows.
Lu Jing meditated here, visualized the Great Ming King, carefully practiced the divine induction chapter, controlled the soul, and continued to practice the Wuye Mountain Rebuke Technique, mantras, and seals.
"Practice is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. You must make unremitting efforts every day. Otherwise, how can you always make progress?"
Lu Jing encouraged himself in his heart, thought about it, returned to the fourth floor, and gave Chen Xuanwu the key to the room.
"Brother Jing, why do you have a separate room?"
At the door of the room, Chen Xuanwu blinked and said: "The Cultivation Tower is only so big. If every disciple who studies the classics in the Cultivation Tower is given such a separate room, then there will be no books in the Cultivation Tower."
It’s placed everywhere.”
Lu Jing was about to answer that he was Mr. Academy.
But Chen Xuanwu winked and said: "I heard that an old man named Nan Congzhen from the Nanheyu tribe has not stepped out of the library for forty-two years. He can be considered an old man in the library. Did he tell you that?
Affection……"
Lu Jing gave Chen Xuanwu a helpless look and interrupted him: "I don't live in this library on weekdays, and this room is empty. If you don't like living with other library disciples, you can spend the night here.
Bar.
It's just that I always like to be clean, so you should be more diligent in cleaning."
Chen Xuanwu thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "I accept Brother Jing's favor, but the elders in my family asked me to come to the Self-cultivation Tower for the purpose of self-cultivation and study.
If I can't even accommodate three or five people in a house, my elders will be disappointed if they find out.
Moreover, most of the people in my room are elderly people, so apart from getting up more frequently at night, it doesn’t matter, so it won’t be a problem.”
Lu Jing took a closer look at Chen Xuanwu and felt more and more that the young man in front of him could actually carry some of the elders' expectations on his shoulders.
After chatting with Chen Xuanwu for a few more words, he got off the self-cultivation tower.
Outside the Self-cultivation Tower, occasionally there were disciples from the library walking by, smiling and nodding towards Lu Ding, who nodded in return.
There are many fewer disciples on the second floor of the academy than on the first floor.
One floor of the library is like a huge secular academy. There are many teachers and many disciples. The disciples have a lot of homework and are supervised by the library master.
The disciples on the second floor of the library are relatively free. On the second floor, in addition to the Self-cultivation Tower, there are many buildings, and each one teaches different things.
Because of this, Lu Jing came a little late in the morning and didn't see many students.
But at this moment, Lu Jing went downstairs, and after walking only a dozen steps, an orange light flashed in his mind.
Lu Jing sensed that the cave demon's destiny was suddenly triggered, and his soul also glowed slightly.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Jing saw two young girls in black clothes walking past him in the distance.
But they were filled with green evil spirits!
"There are actually monsters in the library?"
Lu Jing frowned, this was too pedantic.
Lu Jing would never believe that these monsters could take human form and sneak into a Confucian holy place like the library.
This is a holy place for reading. I don’t know how many great scholars there are, and I don’t know how many souls are like divine fire, burning brightly.
If an ordinary monster dared to step into such a place, it would turn into ashes and disappear in an instant.
But the two monsters just now were able to walk freely on the second floor. During the conversation, they even discussed academic principles...
Lu Jing walked towards the dining hall amid doubts.
Along the way, he saw several more demonic scholars who transformed into humans.
Even when he saw a young boy who looked very young, Cave Demon Fate could still see clearly that the green demonic aura had faintly transformed into the shape of a cat.
"Is this a cat demon?"
Lu Jing understood.
The fate of this cave monster is roughly the same as that of the Lushan Guan Shen Jade, and its effect is also linked to the cultivation level of his soul and the cultivation level of the monster that is penetrated.
"The cat demon just now was weaker, so I could vaguely see his true form. The Great Fairy Demon should be extremely strong, but because she was seriously injured and sleeping, I could see the energy emanating from her body.
Demonic spirit."
"That means... there should be extremely powerful demons in this library. With my current soul cultivation and cave demon destiny, I can't even detect whether they are humans or demons."
When Lu Jing thought of this, there was no fear in his eyes, but instead he became a little clearer.
In his opinion, this library seemed more interesting.
With this idea in mind, Lu Jing went all the way to the cave monster and went to the dining hall on the second floor. He found seven or eight more monsters, some strong and some weak.
It was so strong that the demonic aura was looming, and Lu Jing couldn't see anything unless he looked in detail.
As for the weak ones, the evil spirit is more obvious.
While Lu Jing prepared many dishes and prepared them to take back to the courtyard, he quietly watched the disciples who came to the dining hall to eat, enjoying themselves as if they were excerpting from classics.
At this moment.
Two Confucian scholars with elegant faces and well-dressed clothes beside him were talking openly, and their words could not help but fall into Lu Jing's ears.
"Nan Xuehu of Nanguo Duke's Mansion does have a chivalrous heart. Early this morning, when he was victorious in Chao Street, General Shanghu, an old man, galloped his horse and knocked down an old woman.
The old man was used to being domineering, but he thought the old woman was blocking the way, so he raised his riding crop and wanted to whip her down."
"If he whips his horse whip, the old woman will probably be whipped to death. The people around her feel pity for the old woman. How dare they offend General Tiger's only son? In their eyes, this is as fierce as a god in the sky.
figure."
"Who says it's not? Fortunately, Mr. Xuehu always goes to Xiqing Tower to drink tea on weekdays. He happened to pass by. He immediately took action, grabbed the riding crop, dragged the pickled general off the horse, and saved the old woman's life.
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"I see that the grass-cutting knife in Nanguo Duke's mansion is either Nan Fengmian's or Nan Xuehu's. He can always use his passion to hold the knife!"
"Huh? This Nan Xuehu had already made great achievements four years ago, but the only difference was that he was just a bastard.
Besides, there are already rumors in the market. A few months ago, Duke Nan Lao had decided on the successor. Tianjiao Nan Heyu was going to hold the sword. There has been no news in the past few days. It should be because of Nan Fengmian's return.
, these many things have caused turmoil again."
"Is there such a thing? I have been in the library for too long and have never heard of it. But Nan Heyu is a genius and a daughter. She will eventually get married. How can she get a title?"
"I found a bride-in-law."
"Someone has entered Zhennan Mansion? They are probably not ordinary people, right? How can ordinary people step into the threshold of Nanman Mansion?"
"I can't remember clearly. He is probably a martial arts concubine. His identity is not very important..."
The two people didn't shy away from it, and Lu Jing, who was serving food behind them, naturally heard these words.
His expression remained unchanged, and he did not mind at all that these Confucian scholars remembered everything except his name.
In his mind, he was still thinking about Nan Xuehu saving an innocent woman whose life was as cheap as grass.
"That's how people in this world are."
"There is no absolute good or evil. There is both good and evil in them. Nan Xuehu's good deeds today are due to the youthful blood in him, the goodness in his bones, and his compassion for the innocent."
Lu Jing had already prepared the dishes and walked slowly out of the dining hall of the library. The sun was still shining when he came, but now a large dark cloud flew over and blocked the sunset.
"But... I was also an innocent person in that incident not long ago, but Nan Xuehu knew I was innocent and apologized to me, but he still wanted to kill me.
This is the darkness in him, the evil in his bones."