More than ten days ago, it was still the Invincible Sword Sect, the top of the sword pavilion.
The book emperor Zhang Zifan is dressed in white clothes that are as beautiful as snow. He is as rich as jade. His elegant temperament is both extraordinary and refined from the inside to the outside.
Use the fire stick to light the fire and draw the mountain spring into the pot.
When the water boils, sprinkle in a few pieces of old tree tea leaves.
After a while, accompanied by wisps of green smoke, the aroma of tea overflowed.
While making tea, I held the ancient scroll in my left hand, studied it carefully, and pondered over it.
After finishing reading the page, he raised his head and looked at the vigilant First Ancestor in front of him.
"The Master said: If a friend comes from afar, why should I say so?"
Putting away the ancient scroll, the Book Emperor in white stretched out his hand to make an invitation gesture, and then began to wash the cup and pour tea for the first ancestor:
"Since we are friends, please sit down and drink tea."
The first ancestor frowned and stood in front of his apprentice Ye Shanshan. He looked at Zhang Zifan in white with a wary face, but did not sit down obediently.
The man in white clothes in front of him has a distinguished temperament, as if he has been banished to the world. He is extremely extraordinary at first glance.
But it happened that his first ancestor used his spiritual thoughts to...not be able to detect his realm and strength.
When this happens, there are generally only two explanations.
First, the man in white in front of me has never practiced spiritual practice, so he has no spiritual power in his body.
This second...
The strength of the man in white far exceeds that of his first ancestor.
But although the first ancestor is a quasi-emperor in the tenth level, his strength is the strongest among the ten ancestors of the Imperial Alliance, second only to the Empress Ji Jiufeng.
Even against the Six Tribulations and Six Tribulations Ji Dao Emperor, his first ancestor could easily defeat him.
Could it be said that the strength of the man in white in front of me is higher than that of the Six Tribulations Ji Dao Emperor?!
"Tell me, Master, who is this man?!"
Unable to discern the depth of the other party, the First Ancestor neither sat down nor left, but asked rhetorically.
Regardless of his current situation, he thought the speech called "Zi" sounded very nice.
"..."
Zhang Zifan, who had just picked up the teapot, was stunned for a moment, his hand paused in mid-air, looking at the first ancestor like a monster.
This guy's brain circuit is indeed different from that of humans...
"Zi is Confucius."
"Confucius (September 28, 551 BC - April 11, 479 BC), whose surname is Kong, whose given name is Qiu, and whose courtesy name is Zhongni, was born in Zouyi of the state of Lu. He was a great thinker, politician and educator in ancient times.
, founder of the Confucian school, "the most holy teacher of Dacheng"."
After finishing the introduction about Confucius in his mind, Zhang Zifan looked at the first ancestor with a proud face, not yet able to calm down this guy.
You must know that he is not a Chinese class representative for nothing. Even if he cannot write a poem, he can always recite a few lines of the Analects.
"What is AD? What is Lu? What is Confucianism?"
After listening to Zhang Zifan's explanation, the first ancestor became even more confused.
"I ask you who [Zi] is? Why are you mentioning Confucius to me?"
"..."
Zhang Zifan took a deep breath and looked at the first ancestor with a bewildered face. He finally realized what it meant to play the piano against a cow.
He lost his patience and said directly:
"Sit down and drink tea!"
The first ancestor shook his head and said stubbornly:
"Why did you let my disciple trick me into coming here?"
"What is your relationship with the man in black who stole the Empress' elixir?"
"What's the relationship with Lin Jianzhi?"
"Before you answer my question, I will definitely not..."
Boom!
Before the First Patriarch finished speaking, a majestic force directly pushed him down on the tea table.
"If you don't want to drink it by yourself, I can make the tea come to your mouth on its own initiative."
Before Zhang Zifan finished speaking, the first ancestor suddenly picked up the cup and drank heavily.
He didn't want to be forced to drink tea, which was so humiliating to his gentleness.
As soon as the tea comes into the mouth, the avenue wraps around and roars continuously.
The elixir of death, the tea of enlightenment!
The first ancestor was stunned. This disciple, Ye Shanshan, did not tell lies.
There is indeed an elixir in Tianlong Continent!
After just one sip, I felt calmer.
He knew that the man in white in front of him had no ill intentions toward him.
If you want to kill him, you will definitely not treat him with the elixir of death and enlightenment tea.
"You come and drink too!"
Zhang Zifan in white poured a glass for Ye Shanshan. This girl's barbecue is not bad. I want to try this body another day.
Even the first ancestor didn't dare to resist, and Ye Shanshan naturally had no objection.
What's more, she has been most interested in eating and drinking since she was a child. The smell of tea has already made her mouth water.
After drinking all the tea in the cup, Ye Shanshan stood up and bowed to Zhang Zifan in white, and bravely said:
"Please... please don't hurt my master's life."
Although Ye Shanshan didn't know the relationship between the white-clothed emperor in front of her and her eldest brother Lin Jianzhi, since his eldest brother asked her to trick the first ancestor of her master into coming here, there must be some connection.
On one side is her elder brother who has saved her life, and on the other side is her master who has been teaching her. She, Ye Shanshan, cannot bear to have either of them hurt.
But if she had to choose, she would definitely choose to stand behind Lin Jianzhi.
The First Ancestor was stunned. He did not expect that this cheap disciple would intercede for her. His eyebrows relaxed and his thoughts were clear.
"Hurt his life? Why should I hurt his life?"
Looking at Ye Shanshan who mustered up the courage and spoke uprightly, Zhang Zifan in white also had a good impression:
"Can't you see that Lin Jianzhi and I are trying to save your master?"
"Save me?"
The first ancestor's hand holding the cup paused slightly, and he looked at Zhang Zifan in white with a look of disbelief on his face, as if he was banishing an immortal to the dust.
"Yes, you once protected my disciple Lin Jianzhi in the Zhongxing Dao Palace."
"I will let you get rid of Empress Ji Jiufeng!"
"Give you your freedom!"
"You can feel at ease!"
free?
Great freedom?
The first ancestor laughed at himself and shook his head slowly:
"Sir, I admit that you are very strong, but you are by no means a match for Her Majesty the Empress. You are absolutely..."
"Ji Jiufeng? Is she strong?!"
Zhang Zifan in white smiled, she, Ji Jiufeng, could hide all these tricks from others, but how could she hide them from him, Zhang Zifan?
"Ji Jiufeng will die, and there is no need for me to take action!"
She is just a demon empress, and is left to the small and medium players to practice. As a large player, she has her own duties to do as a large player.
"Your first ancestor is not a human being, so there is no need to be sentimental."
Master is not a human being?
Ye Shanshan's face was confused, and her little head was buzzing.
Could it be...could it be that Master is also some ancient beast who talks a lot of nonsense and looks like a small mountain?
Ancient relics?
Or a pure blood creature???
Thinking of this, Ye Shanshan got goosebumps all over her body.
"Keep your heart in your belly and stay with me for a few days to read."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Zifan in white dispersed the power of law that covered his face, allowing the First Ancestor and Ye Shanshan to see their true appearance.
Looking at the Book Saint in front of him who suppressed for a century a hundred years ago and shattered the restricted area of life into four pieces, the first ancestor exclaimed:
"Book...Sage of Books?!"
Zhang Zifan smiled, refilled his cup of tea, and looked at the clouds in the sky:
"You should call me Shu Emperor!!"
...
Since entering the sword pavilion that day, the first ancestor has never left the top of the cliff.
A person is sitting in a pavilion built on the mountain, drinking tea and reading a book.
Blow the breeze in the mountains and watch the clouds in the sky.
The reading emperor Zhang Zifan gave him "Red Cliff Ode" and "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion", and he experienced unprecedented openness and comfort, relaxation and ease.
"Carry the flying immortals to travel, hold the bright moon and live forever."
...
"The falling clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water becomes the same color as the sky."
...
"To be able to write such an eternal masterpiece condenses the great avenues of heaven and earth into the lines."
Holding the ancient scroll in his hand, the First Ancestor looked up to Zhang Zifan in white and admired him like a god:
"As expected of the emperor of calligraphy, his study of the art of painting has reached an extreme level. Even if I read millions of years of books, I still can't match him!"
Just now I read "I didn't know it was unexpected, but it was so sudden that it echoed in the sad wind." Before the first ancestor could carefully understand the artistic conception, his body suddenly burst into endless luster.
"Don't let me ruin such a good book."
Putting down the ancient scroll in his hand, fearing that this eternal masterpiece would be affected, the First Ancestor sat cross-legged in the void, looking back at the clouds in the sky with a thoughtful look on his face.
Many times, many people's lives are decided from birth.
No matter how hard he tries.
No matter how he resists.
No one can open this lock called "fate".
The breeze blew over the hills, and large swaths of scarlet flames erupted from the body of the first ancestor.
Then it sweeps the entire body from the inside out.