Chapter 118: The top of the mountain of books, look at the world
"He, Jiang Yu'er, uses the four realms to enter the painting path!"
The words lingered and echoed in the mountains.
Fang Xiaojing, Gu Miaobi and Lin Quping were all silent.
The three great scholars all looked at the young man in white standing in the array of flowers on Shushan Mountain.
"What a great way to enter the four realms!"
"Yes, he is truly a great young talent."
"For hundreds of years, only the Master has climbed the mountain of books with the great road. Now he only has the last level left...will a miracle happen?"
"We'll see!"
The three great scholars returned to the viewing platform and stopped with their hands folded.
And on the mountain peak where Jixia students and everyone watching were standing.
At this time, it was already boiling.
Liu Hongyi, Li Zeguang and others were very excited.
"Brother Jiang did it!"
"Yes, we can be on the same list with people like him...what regrets do we have in this life?"
Liang Wan'er's body couldn't stop trembling, and her face turned red: "Mr. Jiang... he is so powerful! He is so powerful!"
She subconsciously squeezed the bamboo flute in her hand because it was a gift from Jiang Yuer.
Cai Wenji also had a flower-like smile on her face, and she did not hide her admiration for Jiang Yuer at all: "Yes, after today, no one can cover up Mr. Jiang's grace!"
…
"What a great Jiang Jieyuan, what a great Sijing Hua Dao!"
Hua Qingshui licked her lips unconsciously. If she were ten years younger, she would not hesitate to express her admiration to the young man in front of her.
But now, she still has one more thing to do.
With her reputation as the Fairy of Hundred Flowers, she will help the young man in front of her to stabilize the Four Realms Painting Dao!
"Flower Fairy, I'm really coming this time!" Jiang Chaoge's hand moved slightly.
In mid-air, hundreds of Mo people all raised their spears.
The solemn atmosphere of the battlefield enveloped the array of flowers.
"Come on, but I still want to remind you that even if you join the Painting Dao, you may not be my opponent, Baihua Fairy." Hua Qingshui replied with a smile.
"You have to try something!" Jiang Chaoge rushed forward.
Hua Qingshui immediately started running away again, but this time, between her and the flower pots, there were countless ink men holding spears. It was extremely difficult for her to disrupt the flower pots one by one like before.
Already.
Mo Ren's spear kept stabbing towards Hua Qingshui!
Stab the head, stab the chest, stab the feet!
Everywhere Hua Qingshui went, she would be attacked from all directions. Her advantage in the Hundred Flowers Formation was completely lost.
More than that, she even seemed to be in a "military formation".
"Do you still know the formation?"
"Understand a little bit."
"It's amazing!" Hua Qingshui exclaimed.
Finally, she could no longer stop Jiang Chaoge from approaching.
She didn't resist anymore and just closed her eyes silently.
She was waiting for her fate of being defeated, but after waiting for a long time, she discovered... that she had not suffered the 'storm' she imagined.
So, she opened her eyes again.
With eyes as gentle as water, he looked at the young man in white in front of him: "Why did you stop?"
"If you can defeat me in one fell swoop, your reputation will be higher. This is a good opportunity." Hua Qingshui reminded.
"I appreciate the kindness of the Flower Fairy, but I don't want to rely on the reputation of a person who sincerely helps me to improve myself." Jiang Chaoge smiled: "After all, you have helped me a lot."
"Okay, congratulations to Jiang Jieyuan for passing the seventh floor." Hua Qingshui looked at the young man and said seriously.
"Thank you!"
Jiang Chaoge nodded and looked at the top of the mountain, which was getting closer and closer.
Above him, there is the final layer.
As long as he passes the eighth floor, he can climb to the top of the Book Mountain and see the Master in "White River".
…
The sun is almost setting over the mountain.
There was only a faint glow in the sky.
The young man in white stepped directly on the rocks and headed towards the top of the mountain of books.
Below him, opposite him...
Countless pairs of expectant eyes were watching his figure.
The sunlight stained his body with a blush, and there seemed to be a touch of blood on his white clothes.
Jiang Chaoge arrived at the eighth floor.
To his surprise, there was no older examiner here, only a boy wearing plain clothes and yawning.
The other person squinted his eyes and tilted his head, feeling drowsy.
"A boy?" Jiang Chaoge stopped in front of the other party and sat down slowly.
In front of the boy, a set of exquisite tea sets was placed, but there was no hot water and no tea leaves...
"What's going on? Is this boy the examiner on the eighth floor?"
Jiang Chaoge was extremely confused. He looked carefully at the boy in front of him, but he didn't feel any powerful aura on him.
An ordinary boy!
Apart from this, there are no other people or things on these eight levels.
Empty.
Jiang Chaoge hesitated for a moment, then said: "Student Jiang Yu'er, please come up with a question."
"Who?" The sleeping boy opened his eyes, tilted his big round head, and looked at Jiang Chaoge: "Oh, you're here...how did you get up here?"
"Of course I walked up." Jiang Chaoge replied.
"Really? This mountain is so high and steep, how did you climb up it?" the boy asked again.
"Walked up on legs?"
"Then your legs... are very powerful." The boy suddenly realized.
"Please sir, please come up with a question." Jiang Chaoge brought the topic back up.
"What's the question?" The boy was stunned for a moment: "I don't have any questions here. I only have this set of tea sets. Master asked me to come here. I don't know anything."
No question? Only a set of tea sets? Master asked him to come?
Jiang Chaoge grasped three key points in the boy's words... However, he did not understand what these three key points meant.
While thinking...
The boy asked again: "My name is A Sheng, and I am Master's book boy. What is your name?"
"My name is Jiang Yu'er." Jiang Chaoge replied.
"Oh, you are that river fisher. I know you. Master has also read your "On River Regulation". Just because of that time, I was punished by Master and asked me to get up in the morning to collect dew. You know...
…It’s hard to get up early.”
The boy murmured: "I heard that you have been on the list of national scholars. It was Jieyuan who was selected by Yubi. You are really amazing. By the way, you came here to enter Jixia Academy, right? Unfortunately, I don't
I know how to get you up...
Master just told me to sit here and wait, and then if anyone wants to go up, let me stop him, but I don’t know the rest."
"Well, Master only gave you a tea set and not tea leaves?" Jiang Chaoge thought for a moment and pointed to the tea set in front of him.
"No, Master only gave these." The boy shook his head.
Is this all you were given?
Jiang Chaoge was thoughtful.
The boy Asheng seemed to really not know the test questions, but the question in this level was obviously 'tea'.
According to common sense, tea tasting, tea appreciation, tea making, tea discussion... can all be used as topics.
But now, without tea leaves, how can we taste and discuss tea?
"Is this question on the eighth level...a charade? Master asked the 'question', the boy and the tea set...should be the content of this question, but what does Master mean?"
Boy, no tea...
Jiang Chaoge felt that if he wanted to pass the eighth floor, he still had to start from the 'tea'.
The tea ceremony is the way to appreciate the beauty of tea.
By making tea, appreciating tea, smelling tea, and drinking tea, you can achieve meditation, calm your mind, cultivate your sentiments, and get rid of distracting thoughts in your mind.
"The first six floors are calligraphy, painting, piano, chess, poetry, and incense...these six floors should test 'skills,' or talents called Confucianism and Taoism."
"And on the seventh floor, the Hundred Flowers Formation... the test should be on comprehension!"
"Talent, knowledge, and understanding have both been tested. So, what is the test for this eighth level?"
"Xin Xing!"
Jiang Chaoge had a guess in his mind.
A boy blocked his way?
To pass, actually...it doesn't seem to be difficult.
He now had many choices before him, and the most direct method was to forcefully climb to the top of the mountain regardless of the boy's obstruction.
Or, he could be more gentle and lure the boy with some kind of benefit, so that the boy would let him go.
"It is easy to live a life as a boy, but the difficult thing is how to live it. The top of the mountain is right in front of you, and there is not much time left. At this time, impatience is most likely to arise in people's hearts."
"Confucianism cultivates personal reputation, so in a sense, it is easiest to go astray, and do whatever it takes to gain fame, and even resort to fraud."
"I understand, on this eighth floor, Master probably wants me to stop, settle my thoughts at the position closest to the top of the mountain, and wait patiently!"
This is the thought.
Jiang Chaoge looked again at the tea set in front of the boy.
But the boy was still talking to himself, complaining about the experience and suffering of following the Master.
"Ah Sheng, how about I make you a pot of tea?"
"Making tea?" Ah Sheng was stunned for a moment, looking confused: "But, there are no tea leaves, how can we make tea?"
"Is there water?" Jiang Chaoge asked again.
"There is water, but it's not hot." Ah Sheng replied.
"It doesn't matter. We can slowly heat the water. As long as there is water, we can make tea." Jiang Chaoge explained to Ah Sheng.
"You can make tea if you have water? Mr. Jiang... is he a fool?" Ah Sheng tilted his head.
Being despised by a boy... Jiang Chaoge was a little speechless, but after hearing the boy's words, he became even more convinced that his guess was correct.
The closer the end is, the more distractions there are!
The boy's contempt represents the eyes of the world.
When your actions are not recognized by the world, the world will question, discuss, and even abuse you. Can you maintain your state of mind at this time?
Jiang Chaoge did not refute the boy's words, but continued: "Then I'll start making tea."
"If you want to drink, just drink. There's no tea here anyway!"
The boy didn't understand, but he still put the kettle in front of Jiang Chaoge, and then started talking to himself again.
"It seems that the Master also wants to hone his character through this boy, right? Otherwise, it is impossible for such a boy to become the Master's scholar."
Jiang Chaoge became more and more enlightened.
Before stepping into the finish line, temper your state of mind. This is the eighth level test question!
So, he began to make tea seriously.
Every step is done very carefully, from boiling water to cleaning each tea set, from tea cup to tea cup, to teapot to tea basin...
He washed it carefully so that no dust would get on it.
And in this way, a lot of time is naturally wasted.
…
far away.
The people who were waiting at the top of the mountain gradually began to talk.
"He's just a boy, why hasn't Jiang Jieyuan gone up yet?"
"Yes, Jiang Jieyuan passed the previous levels easily. Even the seventh level didn't take so much time. What is he waiting for?"
"Looks like you're making tea?"
"Would you like to make tea? Make tea at this time... just go up there. Is it possible that a boy can stop the painter of the four realms?"
"You always feel like there's something strange somewhere?"
They couldn't understand it, because from what they saw, the boy didn't make things difficult for Jiang Chaoge, he seemed to be just minding his own complaints.
But Jiang Chaoge was making tea for the boy, and he was doing it quite seriously.
Weird!
Liang Wan'er was also very surprised: "Why hasn't Mr. Jiang climbed to the top of the mountain yet? Time is running out, the sun has completely set."
"It's quite strange. If I don't go up...I'm afraid I'll miss the time." Liu Hongyi, Li Zeguang and others also didn't understand the reason and expressed doubts.
Cai Wenji said nothing and seemed to be thinking about something.
…
On the observation deck.
Fang Xiaojing, Gu Miaobi and Lin Quping were also looking at the young man in white.
Even though they are great Confucian scholars, they actually have some doubts about Jiang Chaoge's approach at this time. After all, this eighth level... was the question given by the Master himself.
"Do you know what Master means?"
"I can't guess, but I have read the record of Master's climb to Shushan. It says that Master stopped at the eighth pass when he was climbing Shushan!"
"Standing still?"
"Old man Fang, look at that table!"
"What are you looking at?"
"There doesn't seem to be any tea on the table!"
"No tea?" Fang Xiaojing looked at it, and sure enough, he saw it too.
There are tea sets, but no tea leaves!
"..."
Gu Miaobi's eyes suddenly turned to the figure of a green-robed Taoist priest on Shushan Mountain: "Huh? That Jiang Chenshui has passed the sixth level and is heading towards the seventh level!"
"Well, it's normal for the Taoist sect's number one genius among the younger generation to be unable to stop him in the first six levels."
"It depends on how he passes the seventh level?"
The three of them looked at each other.
Silence again.
…
The location of the eighth floor.
Jiang Chaoge's tea has come to an end.
He carefully poured the boiled hot water into the teapot, but because there were no tea leaves on the table, he never made any move to wash the tea.
This also made everyone watching all this on the top of the mountain notice something unusual.
"You see, there doesn't seem to be any tea on the table?"
"No tea? Impossible, right?"
"Really, haven't you noticed? Take a closer look!"
Everyone looked into the distance.
Sure enough, there was really no tea on the table.
But at this moment...
Suddenly a strong wind blew by, and drizzle began to fall from the sky.
"It's raining!"
"Why is there no thunder? Just rain, no thunder?"
"Wait a minute, do you feel that the rain is a bit hot, and it seems to smell like tea!"
"Tea scent?!"
Everyone unconsciously picked up the raindrops with their hands, put them in front of their noses and sniffed.
Some were bold enough to even take a sip directly.
"It's tea!"
"This is not rain, this is tea...it is hot tea that has just been brewed!"
The strong fragrance of tea floats around people, as if coming from the sky.
The fragrance spreads hundreds of miles!
It makes people unconsciously intoxicated.
"Could it be that Jiang Jieyuan brewed the tea? However, there is no tea on Jiang Jieyuan's table, so where did this tea rain come from?"
"Could it be... on the top of Shushan Mountain!"
"It's the tea made by Master!"
Everyone finally noticed the problem.
The tea rain comes from the top of Shushan Mountain, and so does the fragrance of tea.
…
Jiang Chaoge raised his head.
The boy Asheng also raised his head.
"It's Master making tea!" The boy was delighted: "The tea smells so good."
"Well, the tea made by Master is indeed very fragrant." Jiang Chaoge stood up: "Just in time, my tea is also brewed. Would you like to have a taste, Ah Sheng?"
"Where is your tea?"
"In the cup."
Jiang Chaoge raised the tea cup in his hand, which was already filled with a cup of tea.
Ah Sheng's eyes widened: "There really is tea. You don't have any tea leaves...but you actually made tea. No...this is not the tea you brewed, this is the tea brewed by the master!"
"What does it matter?" Jiang Chaoge said with a smile: "Although you didn't say it, Master should have told you that as long as I can make tea, you can't stop me, right?"
"You... how did you know?" Ah Sheng was surprised: "I never told you. When Master told me, no one else knew."
"Okay, I'm going up to see Master." Jiang Chaoge stood up.
Ah Sheng also stood up.
He waved his little arms, as if he wanted to stop Jiang Chaoge from going up, but after seeing the tea rain falling from the sky, he finally gave up.
So, he gave way to the road behind him.
Jiang Chaoge took the road directly behind Ah Sheng and headed towards the top of the mountain.
He walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.
The surrounding clouds and mist gradually came around his body, making him feel like he was in the "White River", as if he was ascending the path of an immortal.
He breathed in the white mist around him, which was filled with the strong fragrance of tea.
"Using the White River on Shushan Mountain as a 'medium' to bring down tea rain... Master's method is indeed extraordinary. Is this the first person among the immortals?"
Jiang Chaoge stepped on the rocks and passed through the white mist on Shushan Mountain.
Soon, the white mist was stepped on by his feet, and there was no more white mist in front of him. He seemed to have climbed to the top of the clouds and mist, and truly reached the top of Shushan Mountain.
He subconsciously looked towards his feet.
Then, he seemed to be able to see the shadow of the entire Xianyang.
He saw the great imperial city, the ancient city walls, the soldiers guarding the walls, the bustling streets, and the vendors hawking along the streets.
It's obvious that he is at the top of the mountain now.
It was obvious that there was white mist floating under his feet.
However, he can clearly see the world.
Jiang Chaoge took a deep breath of the tea-scented air on the top of the mountain, and made a Confucian salute to the sky: "Student Jiang Yu'er, please see Master!"
.Zerodian Chinese website]
Please remember the first domain name of this book:. Mobile version reading URL: