Chapter 112: The Mountain of Thousand-Year Books Falls
In front of Nankang Tower.
After being introduced by Changsun Sheng and Jiang Xue, Gu Changsheng, who had already had a preliminary understanding of the situation in Nankang Tower, had a bright light in his eyes and thanked his senior brother and teacher for their explanation.
He couldn't wait and walked towards Nankang Tower.
Looking at Gu Changsheng, he walked into Nankang Building.
Jiang Xue and Changsun Sheng also subconsciously raised their gazes to the floors after the third floor of Nankang Building.
As the place where the humanitarian culture of Nankang Prefecture lasts forever.
The 13-story Nankang Building is usually closed to the public.
Only students who have made great achievements or performed outstandingly in the academy and are recommended by the teaching staff will be given the opportunity to study in Nankang Building.
After all, Nankang Tower has many magical effects.
In addition to the benefits to cultivation, there is another point.
That is, when the scholar climbs the stairs, various visions will appear.
For example.
"Buzz!"
Not long after Gu Changsheng climbed up the stairs.
On the first floor of Nankang Building, a silver light lit up, but it quickly dissipated, and then a new spiritual light lit up at the window on the second floor.
This means that Gu Changsheng has already reached the second level.
"Immortal is pregnant with Nankang Ling, and he has the talent of a national scholar. Although his level is a little low, he should be able to climb the fifth floor this time!"
Changsun Sheng looked in the direction of Nankang Tower, his eyes flashing with anticipation.
Next to him, Jiang Xue smiled when he heard this: "Teacher, what you said is a bit conservative."
"Um?"
Changsun Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at his proud disciple.
"Why, do you think that your junior brother can still climb to the sixth floor?"
All states and prefectures, places where humanistic culture lasts forever, have facilities similar to Nankang Tower, correspondingly.
The test of climbing the Nankang Tower is [Nankang Book Mountain].
The so-called Shushan is actually a pronoun.
As the place where the humanitarian cultural heritage of Nankang Prefecture lasts forever, the 13-story Nankang Building contains a vast collection of classics, including all the literary and cultural articles of Nankang Prefecture for thousands of years.
And Nankang Shushan is the projection of these cultural gatherings gathered into one.
The higher the floor you climb.
The mountain of books you have to face becomes more comprehensive.
If you want to climb to the top, you need to face the Book Mountain, which is the only projection of the entire Nankang Prefecture, the collection of culture left by hundreds of generations of literati over thousands of years.
Not to mention that this Fang Shushan projection will also be amplified by the humanistic context of Nankang Mansion, and will have various additional magical effects.
Even without these magical effects.
Just the thousands of years of ancient books and strategies that have been passed down, the mountain of books piled up together, would probably weigh several thousand kilograms or even more.
"Lian Zhongxuan, you are a seventh-grade literary cultivator who has also practiced martial arts. Now you can barely reach the sixth level."
"Although your junior brother seems to have also practiced martial arts, in the final analysis, with the ninth-grade cultivation level before you, how can you go too far?"
Changsun Sheng shook his head repeatedly.
Climbing the stairs of Nankang Tower is not as simple as one plus one. The further you go, the more benefits you get with each additional floor. Correspondingly, the difficulty of climbing the stairs will also increase.
In his opinion, his favorite disciple thought a little too simplistically.
but.
Just when Chang Sun Sheng finished speaking, Jiang Xue smiled.
"What the teacher said, I also understand. I am also a person who has climbed to the Nankang Tower. How can I talk nonsense?"
"oh?"
Hearing something in Jiang Xue's words, Zhang Sun Sheng couldn't help but have a flash of curiosity in his eyes.
"Then where does your confidence come from?"
"It's very simple."
Jiang Xue took a deep breath. Thinking of her junior brother's glorious achievements, her heart still trembled. She said softly: "Didn't I give my junior brother a [Silver Bell Vase] as a congratulatory gift?"
"After my junior brother got it, he filled the silver bell bottle directly."
"Filled... filled the silver bell bottle?"
Hear Jiang Xue's words.
Changsun Sheng was startled for a moment, but then he came to his senses and spoke out in disbelief!
"That means Chang Sheng's article "About to Enter the Wine" received feedback from Seven Inch Talent?"
Seven Inches of Talent is already an achievement that can only be achieved by the first level of world-class masterpieces!
"No."
Jiang Xue smiled bitterly, shook her head and said, "It's not seven inches, it's nine inches."
"Nine...nine inches?"
Looking at Jiang Xue's serious look.
Changsun Sheng was a little embarrassed when he spoke.
As a master of Nankang Academy and a sixth-grade scholar, Changsun Sheng's strength and vision go without saying.
Even among the sages who govern the country, he has met more than one.
However, the little guy I recently accepted, Gu Changsheng, seems to be much better than the Confucian talents I have met before!
"Speak of it."
Just then.
Jiang Xue herself also reacted.
"If my junior brother has gained nine inches of talent, then he should still have two inches of talent with nowhere to put it!"
The silver bell vase is only big enough to hold seven inches of talent.
Gu Changsheng's cultivation level is only lower than the ninth level, and his Wenhua aura is only one inch under normal circumstances, and the talent he can accommodate is only one inch.
Added together.
There is still an inch of talent left and nowhere to put it.
There is no need to elaborate on the precious meaning of talent.
"Even with my junior brother's talent and temperament, it is impossible to waste it so easily, but..."
Jiang Xue murmured to herself.
Gu Changsheng seemed to have no impression of this matter at all and didn't take it to heart at all.
After hearing Jiang Xue's words, Changsun Sheng smiled.
"Perhaps, your junior brother is thinking that if he writes another masterpiece, won't this use up that extra inch of talent?"
"Write another masterpiece?"
After hearing the teacher's words, this time it was Jiang Xue's turn to not be calm.
The reason why masterpieces are called masterpieces is because they are rare and rare.
The article was written by nature, but it was accidentally acquired by a clever hand.
Where can we, as Chang Sun Sheng said, be like Chinese cabbage and be able to make whatever we want?
But, if this person is a junior brother.
Jiang Xue thinks.
"It seems that it is not completely impossible..."
Looking at the third floor of the Nankang Tower, the spiritual light gradually lit up.
There is also a touch of new expectation emerging in Jiang Xue's eyes!
…
In Nankang Tower.
Gu Changsheng was unaware of the exchange between Changsun Sheng and Jiang Xue.
At this moment, he was completely immersed in the climbing process of Nankang Tower.
"It's really heavy."
Gu Changsheng whispered softly.
At this time, he had already arrived at the stairs of the third and fourth floors of Nankang Building.
It's completely different from the experience I had when I climbed the stairs before.
At this point, the Nankang Ling hanging on Gu Changsheng's waist had calmed down and was no longer weird.
This means that if you want to climb the stairs again, you have to rely on yourself.
And now.
The climb has not officially started yet.
Gu Changsheng felt that the air on the stairs in front of him was heavy and stagnant, as if there was an invisible mountain lying in front of him.
But, once he got here, Gu Changsheng naturally couldn't back down or give up.
Pursing his lips lightly, Gu Changsheng took a step forward without hesitation.