The next day, Nalan Ruoshui was shocked when she saw Chen Nan again. She found that the man standing in front of her seemed to have changed. Chen Nan's appearance was still so ordinary, but that faint smile and deep eyes... seemed to be more
An indescribable temperament.
"Have you recovered your skills?"
"No, why do you ask that?"
Nalan Ruoshui said: "I feel like something happened to you. You seem to have a different temperament. Could it be that your skills have been restored?"
Chen Nan was startled, quickly restrained his skills, and said with a smile: "How is that possible?"
Nalan Ruoshui regained his calm expression and said, "Maybe it's my misunderstanding. Okay, I'll continue acupuncture for you."
This time the acupuncture lasted for an hour. After Nalan Ruoshui left, Chen Nan quickly mobilized all the energy in his body to circulate in his meridians, but the effect was far less than the first time.
He opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "It seems there is really no shortcut to martial arts!"
From then on, Nalan Ruoshui came almost every day, but not every time for acupuncture. Sometimes he would hit acupuncture points all over Chen Nan's body in order to activate the true energy in his body. Slowly, the two of them gradually became familiar with each other.
Nalan Ruoshui is no longer as cold as before, and occasionally chats with him.
Chen Nan learned from the conversation that although Nalan Ruoshui was a member of the Qishi Mansion, she rarely lived here and usually lived at home. Her father was an official in the court, and his position was not too low.
, she and Chu Yue have been friends since childhood, so she can often visit the Royal Book Room, where she learned most of her medical skills.
When Nalan Ruoshui mentioned the royal books, Chen Nan's eyes lit up. He knew that there must be many precious ancient books there, maybe there were records from thousands of years ago. Thinking of this, he was very excited.
"Miss Nalan, you are truly a genius. Most of your superb medical skills are self-taught. It's really admirable."
Nalan Ruoshui said calmly: "Actually, it's nothing. As long as you work hard, anyone can do it."
Chen Nan sighed: "I can't do it. I'm a man from the mountains and I don't even know the words. How can I learn the things in the book?"
Nalan Ruoshui said in surprise: "You...you can't read?"
"Yes, I don't know a single word, and I can't even write my own name." After saying this, Chen Nan looked a little lonely. Although it was a lie, it had some true feelings.
"I was an orphan who was abandoned in the mountains. A kind-hearted old hunter picked me up and adopted me. Due to the financial constraints of my life, I did not go to school to study or read. When I was sixteen years old, my adoptive father passed away.
I left, and my sky was dark from now on..."
"In addition to raising me and giving me the warmth of a family, my adoptive father also taught me some martial arts. But how strong can a sixteen-year-old boy be? When I was hunting in the mountains, I was frightened and died under the claws of wild beasts again and again.
Escape...It was snowing up to my knees in winter, but I had no shoes to wear, so I could only wear thin clothes and hide in a simple hut where the cold wind was raging, shivering..."
"There is no warmth, no food... I can only beg God to let the wind and snow stop soon... In the long winter, sometimes I can only eat food once every six or seven days, and that's because kind-hearted neighbors save their own rations to survive.
, give alms to me..."
"I fell ill once when I was hungry and cold. Once my neighbors hadn't seen me go out for a long time, so they broke into the simple hut left by my adoptive father. I had been in a coma for many days at that time. My neighbors said that I kept saying "
Shouting: "Mom...Mom..." But I know that I will never have a mother in this life, I only have a foster father..."
Chen Nan wiped the tears on his face and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Nalan, for making you laugh. I was so excited that I couldn't help myself..."
There was a mist in Nalan Ruoshui's eyes, and he said softly: "I should be the one saying sorry. It was me who reminded you of the sad past. I'm sorry, I didn't know you had such a rough past."
"It's nothing. The painful past makes me cherish the happiness I have now even more."
Women are kind-hearted by nature. Chen Nan's "tragic past" filled Nalan Ruoshui's heart with a sour taste. She said softly: "Mr. Chen, do you want to learn to read? I can teach you."
"Really?" Chen Nan was overjoyed. This was what he expected, but he felt somewhat ashamed. He had lied to gain sympathy.
"Of course it's true. From now on, I will help you with acupuncture in the morning and teach you how to read in the afternoon." At this moment, Nalan Ruoshui's face no longer had the usual dullness and indifference, but was replaced by a flowery smile.
Chen Nan didn't expect that this beautiful woman with a cold appearance and a faint aura of otherworldliness would have such a charming smile.
Women are naturally kind and compassionate. Nalan Ruoshui was moved by Chen Nan's "unfortunate childhood". In the following days, he changed his previous indifference, carefully treated his body, and tried every means to restore his skills.
At the same time, he carefully taught him how to read and write.
Chen Nan felt ashamed and respected this beauty even more.
More than half a month has passed, but Chen Nan's "condition" has not improved yet, which makes Nalan Ruoshui very surprised. She has read all the medical classics, but still can't do anything.
Chu Yue came here several times during this period, and each time she comforted Chen Nan not to worry.
The little princess has also come here secretly a few times. Of course, she will not let go of making things difficult for Chen Nan every time, but she may feel guilty. She did not go too far. Even so, the little devil also gave Chen Nan a headache.
However, Chen Nan was very surprised to see how sneaky she was every time. Later, after listening to Nalan Ruoshui's story, she found out that the little devil was hiding from the old witch who studied magic.
The old witch once wanted to accept the little princess as her disciple, but the little princess was unwilling to do so and insisted on accepting the martial arts master Zhuge Chengfeng as her disciple. The old witch was so angry about this that she almost challenged Zhuge Chengfeng to a duel. But she did not
He never gave up on the idea of accepting the little princess as his disciple. Every time he saw her, he would always "show her with affection and act with reason." The little princess was so frightened that she would sneak around every time she came to Qishi Mansion.
After listening to Nalan Ruoshui's words, Chen Nan couldn't stop laughing. He didn't expect that this evil little witch was also afraid. When she was deflated, it was a strange thing.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Nalan Ruoshui's mouth. To make such an indifferent woman smile, one can imagine that the little devil must be "notorious" in the imperial capital.
One day, the little princess's master Zhuge Chengfeng suddenly returned from serious injuries, causing an uproar in the imperial capital's cultivation world. Chen Nan was also surprised. He had seen this master-level martial arts master's peerless cultivation skills, Zhuge Chengfeng and Ju
The shocking battle between snakes was still fresh in his memory.
Zhuge Chengfeng did see the legendary Qilin in the Luofeng Mountains. Countless cultivators rushed towards the Qilin crazily, everyone wanted to tame the mythical beast. Even those who knew they had no hope, they stepped forward one after another, wanting to add fuel to the flames and kill the mythical beast, thus
I can get a scale and a half claw to go back and refine the medicine.
Zhuge Chengfeng watched coldly. He knew that the power of the divine beast was beyond the reach of ordinary people. He was already stretched thin by a holy snake that failed to transform into a dragon, let alone this legendary beast. As he expected, the Qilin beast's face
It didn't panic at the siege of hundreds of people. It opened its mouth and spit out a large fire. The temperature of the fire was so high that the first group of people were burned to ashes as soon as they rushed forward.
Zhuge Chengfeng wanted to leave, but Qilin chose to focus on him. The mythical beast could also sense the strong men in the crowd. It was deeply hostile to these intruders who broke into the ancient cave and woke it up.
It stepped on the fire and rushed towards Zhuge Chengfeng at the first moment.
The battle between Zhuge Chengfeng and the mythical beast was extremely cruel. Countless people who came for Qilin suffered the disaster of Chiyu, or were pierced by the sword energy from the sky, or burned to ashes by the surging flames. Countless people died. In the end, Zhuge
He was defeated by Chengfeng, was seriously injured and escaped, and escaped from the Luofeng Mountains in extremely dangerous conditions.
Only one out of ten people successfully escaped from danger. This incident caused an uproar on the mainland. More advanced practitioners broke into Luofeng Mountains and wanted to tame Qilin as a mount. Especially those dragon knights in the Western Continent.
, after hearing this, he was far more interested in unicorns than dragons, and dozens of powerful dragon knights set off from various countries and rushed to the Luofeng Mountains.
Zhuge Chengfeng only briefly told the story, but the danger involved can be imagined. That battle would definitely be much more intense than the battle with the giant snake.
The little princess was extremely dissatisfied with this matter. She bulged her mouth and muttered: "I didn't even see such a good show. It's such a pity. It's rare for the old man to make a fool of himself. I didn't see his bad appearance with my own eyes. Alas!"
After Zhuge Chengfeng came back to explain some things, he left in a hurry and hid in hiding to heal his injuries. If he was allowed to hear the complaints of his precious apprentice, he would be so angry that he would spit out another mouthful of blood.
After that, the Qilin incident raged on the mainland for more than a month, and countless cultivators returned home in vain. It was not until Qilin disappeared from the Luofeng Mountains that the incident came to an end.
Since Chen Nan's family's Xuan Gong entered the third level, he could leave calmly at any time, but at this time he was not in a hurry. In addition to receiving "treatment" every day, he devoted himself to learning the common Chinese characters in mainland China.
Time flies, two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and his skills still show no sign of "recovery". But he has mastered the writing commonly used in mainland China very well, which surprised Nalan Ruoshui. He did not expect that he
He has such a talent for words.
Chen Nan frantically read various history books, official history, unofficial history... He turned them over all over.
Whenever he thought of the Cemetery of Gods and Demons, his heart throbbed. He was resurrected from that ancient cemetery. He cared about its past very much and eagerly wanted to know all its secrets. Chen Nan had an extremely strong feeling.
The shocking secret that was unknown to the public a few years ago has not been lost in history. Sooner or later, the truth will come to light.
He tried to find clues about historical facts from ten thousand years ago in the history books, but he was disappointed. All kinds of historical data were limited to major events within five thousand years, and could not be traced back to ten thousand years ago.
Nalan Ruoshui was surprised that he was so interested in history, and couldn't help but ask: "Why is Mr. Chen so fond of history? There are so many poems and poems in Qishi Mansion, why have I never seen you before?"
Chen Nan smiled awkwardly and said: "Well... although poems and poems have a far-reaching artistic conception and cultivate people's sentiments, I still feel that history is more immersive and makes people feel the tremor of their souls. I was illiterate before, so I couldn't
No matter what books I have read, I never knew that the mainland had such a magnificent past, the rise and fall of a powerful empire, the prosperity and decline of an outstanding nation... the ups and downs of the past five thousand years, the splendid splendor of the past five thousand years...
…It’s touching and shocking!”
A strange look flashed in Nalan Ruoshui's eyes, and he smiled and said: "Master Chen is very emotional, it seems that the harvest is not small!"
Chen Nan felt ashamed for a while, but he didn't expect that while he was talking nonsense, he actually said something that seemed to have gained something.
"You have been able to read through the history of the mainland after only two months of literacy. It's really admirable!" Nalan Ruoshui praised with a smile on his face.
Seeing that Nalan Ruosui was in a good mood at this time, Chen Nan said what he had already planned in his mind: "Miss Nalan, I have read all the history books in Qishi Mansion, can you let me go to the palace with you?
Want to take a look at the classics room?"
Nalan Ruoshui glanced at him in surprise and said, "Are you really that interested in history? The palace's classics room is very tightly guarded. I was able to go in because I was a good friend with Princess Yue. If I bring another
It may be difficult for people. However, you can give it a try. If you can let Princess Yu accompany you, things may be easier to handle."
Mentioning the little devil gave Chen Nan a headache. He quickly shook his head and said, "No, I'd better read poems and poems at Qishi Mansion."
"It's okay, I'll go find Princess Yu tomorrow."
"No, no... I'm determined not to read it. Reading so much history gives me a headache."
"Haha..." Although Nalan Ruo was not as cold as ice when he was horizontal, he rarely showed a smile. At this moment, his flowery smile was particularly moving, like rippling spring water, making people's hearts ripple.
Chen Nan was distracted for a while, and Nalan Ruoshui's next words interrupted his reverie.
"Don't worry, I will never go to Princess Yu. Even if I do, I will go to Her Highness Princess Yue. Princess Yu is notoriously difficult to deal with, and I don't want to cause trouble for myself."
Chen Nan laughed dryly and said, "I didn't expect that Her Royal Highness, the little princess, is so famous. I thought I was the only one who had a headache for her."
At night, Chen Nan lay in bed and recalled his experiences in the past two months. Everything was like a drama. He actually became a hermit in Chu State. His biggest gain in the past two months was that he learned the common skills of mainland China here.
With his writing, he was completely integrated into this society.
The next day, Nalan Ruoshui had a smile on his face and said to Chen Nan: "Princess Yue has already greeted the management staff of the classics room. After I give you acupuncture later, you can go with me."
Chen Nan was overjoyed. After finishing the acupuncture, he followed Nalan Ruoshui out of Qishi Mansion. A dozen warriors were guarding a luxurious carriage. Nalan Ruoshui invited him to get in the car with him. Chen Nan thanked him and smelled intoxicating smells along the way.
The delicate fragrance soon arrived at the imperial city.
In the forbidden area of the palace, civil servants dismounted from their sedan chairs and military attachés dismounted from their horses. Except for the royal family, no one could enjoy special treatment. Inside the palace, the palaces and buildings were strewn with heights and were spectacular and majestic. Chen Nan followed Nalan Ruoshui and turned left and right inside the palace.
We arrived outside a magnificent hall.
The person in charge here is a Hanlin bachelor who is about forty years old. Since Chu Yue had informed him beforehand, he didn’t say much.
There are mountains of classics in the palace, but they are well arranged, row by row, column by column, and neatly stacked.
Chen Nan skipped poetry, horoscopes, and medicine in the ocean-like library... and went straight to the door of the library marked with history. Looking at the nearly 10,000 books inside, he felt dizzy. There were so many books.
How many years and months did it take him to finish reading it? This must be too much.
He searched patiently in the sea of books. He only read the first page of each book. If the content was about the history of the past five thousand years, he would be "sent home".
In the following days, Chen Nan and Nalan Ruoshui went back and forth between Qishi Mansion and the Royal Books Room every day, and he read boringly through history books every day.
One day, Chen Nan casually pulled out a book from the bookshelf. When he opened it, he saw that it had a modern font. He put it down without thinking. But the four words "cultivation level" on the cover caught his attention.
, he took his hand back midway.
He opened the book and wanted to take a quick glance, but soon after, he was deeply attracted. This is a book about the division of cultivators' strength. Although cultivators, magicians, Eastern warriors and Western warriors
Each has its own classification standard, but in order to compare their strength, they are divided into five levels from low to high. However, the lowest level mentioned above is also the master among the masters, and those who can move up the level
Everyone is a powerful person, and ordinary masters are not within the scope of this book.
Through the introduction in the book, he had a certain understanding of the strength of today's advanced practitioners in the mainland.
The cultivators are the most mysterious. Because they rarely take action, the outside world is quite controversial about the division of their strength. Their cultivation realms are simply divided into: foundation building, qi nourishing, condensation, pill formation, and Yuanying. However, in the book,
Note, there may be a higher realm above this. It is said that its highest realm leads directly to the realm of immortality, but no one has seen such people take action.
Magicians can be divided according to their strength into: quasi-magician, mid-level magician, high-level magician, great magician, and magister.
The cultivation realms of Eastern warriors can be divided into: refining qi, innate realm, sword qi leaving the body, refining qi to transform into gods, and divine condensation qi solidifying. In addition, the book mentions that there have been people who have transcended these five realms and become unparalleled.
His power is unimaginable, and he can almost be called a god.
Western warriors can be divided according to their strength into: swordsmiths, sword masters, sword masters, sword masters, and sword gods. In addition, there is a special kind of practitioner among Western warriors - the dragon knight. The combination of a tyrannical warrior and a powerful dragon.
Together, they have super terrifying destructive power, and can be divided according to their strength into: Earth Dragon Knight, Flying Dragon Knight, Sub-Dragon Knight, Giant Dragon Knight, and Holy Dragon Knight.
Different types of cultivators are divided into five levels, so that their strengths are comparable. Generally speaking, the strength of the same level is similar. However, cultivators and magicians obviously have an advantage over warriors. When compared with opponents,
When they are weak and below their level, they can use their specialties to directly control the vitality between heaven and earth, carry out large-scale strikes, and carry out indiscriminate attacks on multiple opponents.
If the strength levels are divided according to the book, most of the warriors will be blocked from the level masters. Although everyone can practice martial arts, the vast majority of people cannot practice it.
At the advanced level, only a small number of people can be ranked as masters.
Although cultivators and magicians have high physical requirements, resulting in a small number of these people, most of these people are masters of the rank. Obviously, the physique of cultivators has a great relationship with their future achievements. Overall
From the looks of it, the number of level masters among the four cultivators is about the same.
Chen Nan closed the book and let out a sigh of relief. He finally understood the strength levels of cultivators in this world. However, he believed that the highest level of cultivators was not limited to the fifth level. As far as he knew, his father Chen Zhan's strength level back then was
His cultivation has far surpassed the fifth-level cultivation realm of Eastern warriors, Shen Ning Qi Solid.
He objectively estimated his level of strength. His ancestral Xuan Gong had already entered the third level. He had just been able to activate the sword energy outside his body. He could barely be regarded as a third-level practitioner on the mainland.
Said that he is already a real master.
Chen Nan felt that he had benefited a lot from this book he discovered by accident.
In the next few days, he met a strange old man in the library. The old man was unusually old, his eyes were cloudy and lifeless, his teeth had long since fallen out, and his wrinkled skin was like a ball of crumpled paper.
There are dozens of sparse hairs on the top of the head.
Chen Nan was shocked when he first met the old man, thinking that someone's ghost lingered after death and had stolen the body from the coffin. Out of politeness, he smiled and greeted the old man every time he saw him, but never said a word.
On this day, Chen Nan was reading history books boringly, and an old voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Young man, you like history so much."
Chen Nan was so frightened that he almost jumped up. The strange old man came silently less than a foot behind him like a ghost. He secretly blamed himself for being too engrossed in reading.
"Yeah, I like it better, but there don't seem to be any special ancient books here. The earliest ones can only be traced back to five thousand years ago."
"Oh, you like reading ancient books? Can you understand the words on them?"
"Well, I have some knowledge of ancient characters, and I can understand almost all ancient books." He raised the book in his hand and said, "Look, this is a character written four thousand years ago. Although it is more complicated than today's characters, it is
It's still distinguishable." Chen Nan didn't lie. He was indeed sensitive to words. In addition, the common characters in the mainland evolved from the ancient characters of the original Immortal Fantasy Continent. By comparing the two sides, it was not difficult to distinguish between them.
The text is overdue.
Chen Nan had an illusion, as if he saw a green light flashing from the old man's cloudy eyes.
The old man asked: "Why do you like reading ancient books?"
Chen Nan said: "I am more interested in ancient myths and legends, and I would like to learn something about them from ancient books."
The old man laughed, and Chen Nan felt extremely eerie when he heard it.
"Young man, if you can really understand ancient books, I will lead you into another library. The real ancient documents there are far older than the books here."
Chen Nan was overjoyed and at the same time began to guess about the old man's identity. He had already seen that the old man was definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise he would never have been able to lead him into another library at will.
After passing through the front hall, the two walked towards the back hall. The back hall was particularly quiet. When the heavy door was pushed open, rows of bookshelves appeared in front of Chen Nan. The bookshelves were filled with ancient books.
Since the first step into the ancient library, Chen Nan has felt a subtle strange fluctuation. The fluctuation is like a trickle, like a light breeze, if it is there or not, it is elusive.
"I faint! Could it be that all the ancient books here have become spirits? How can there be such fluctuations?" Now, all the restrictions in Chen Nan's body have been eliminated, his spiritual sense has been restored, and his sense of the outside world is far more sensitive than ordinary people.
The old man seemed to be completely unaware and said, "Look, here are all ancient books, most of which are priceless single copies. If you can understand them, this place is undoubtedly a treasure."
"Treasure?" Chen Nan was a little confused.
The old man said: "Among these books are many works on martial arts, magic, medicine, poison, etc., and many of them are lost secrets. The royal family sent special personnel to sort out and compile these ancient books, but only a small part of them could be translated.
I don’t know how deep your knowledge of ancient characters is. If you are better than those bachelors from the Hanlin Academy..."
Chen Nan plunged into the pile of books before he finished speaking.
For several days in a row, he wandered into ancient history, which surprised Nalan Ruoshui. After she accidentally learned that Chen Nan could read ancient books, she opened her mouth in surprise. When Chen Nan compiled a copy from ancient books
When the medical classics came out and were given to her, Nalan Ruoshui screamed excitedly: "Oh my God, "Medical Notes", I am not dreaming." She happily hugged Chen Nan.
Feeling the soft body, Chen Nan was intoxicated. He hugged Nalan Ruoshui with his backhand, but the delicate body quickly left him, and there was a chuckle in the distance. From then on, whenever Chen Nan looked at
Seeing Nalan Ruoshui's smile, he couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster.
"Should I find another medical book and compile it for her today?"
"Boy, why are you so crazy? Look at your worthless look. It really makes me ashamed to be a man like you." The old poisonous monster put his arm on the wall of the courtyard, exposed his head, and struck at the right time.
"Old man, you're spying on me again. It's so perverted and disgusting. Watch out if I buy a bunch of firecrackers, light them and throw them into your yard." As they became more and more familiar with each other, Chen Nan and the old poisonous monster gradually started to have sex.
The jokes started, and when they met, they started to ridicule each other. However, he had never dared to play with the old witch. The old witch moved back and forth between his east courtyard and the backyard, which frightened him.
"How dare you! If you light firecrackers, I will let you lose your heart in seven steps, your soul in ten steps, your body and flesh in thirteen steps, and your bones and bones in fifteen steps."
"Damn, you perverted old man." Chen Nan felt chills and quickly walked outside Qishi's Mansion. Nalan Ruoshui did not give him acupuncture today, saying that he would carefully study the "Medical Saint's Handbook" before giving him acupuncture.
treat.
When Chen Nan arrived at the ancient library, the old man had already arrived.
"You are a good young man. It seems that you really have some knowledge of ancient characters and can really understand those ancient books. I want to trouble you today."
"Oh, please tell me, old man, if I can help you, I will definitely help."
The old man took out a yellowed ancient book from his arms and placed it on the table. He took the paper and brushed it and began to copy. After a while, the entire paper was covered with copy.
"Here, can you help me translate the content on this piece of paper?"
Chen Nan took it and took a look. The words didn't make sense at all, and said, "Old man, these sentences don't make sense. Did you copy it correctly?"
The old man said: "Just translate it, don't worry about whether it is understandable or not. Can you translate three articles for me every day?"
"Okay, no problem." Chen Nan thought to himself: "This old guy is really suspicious. He actually split the sentences into pieces and asked me to translate them. He kept it secret like this. What kind of book is this?"
His previous good impression of the old man was gone, and he knew that this weird old man had been plotting against him from the beginning, and his fundamental purpose was to get him to translate this book.
According to Chen Nan's estimation, the text on the paper should be written in a font six or seven thousand years ago. There are only a few crosses, but it contains words such as "god" and "corpse" that make Chen Nan sensitive. This makes him sensitive to