Nightfall

The cliff cave is high, with birds flying in and out. There is a two-story wooden building on the gentle **** outside the cliff. There is a square desk in front of the building, and an old scholar with gray hair is behind the desk.

Except for the Master, no one knows how many years this old scholar spent in Houshan, and no one knows who his last name is. How old this year is, from Ke Haoran until Ning Que, the people in Houshan only know that the old scholar Read books here and endorse books, enduring troubles, everything is hard to disturb.

Academy called him a reader, he was a reader of the Academy.

Stands in front of the desk and looks at the old scholar, smelling the pungent smell of ink and the smell of Huangzhou bud paper. After being silent for a long time, he suddenly laughed, with some emotion.

This is the academy.

"Hello." Guanzhu said to the reader.

The portrait of the reader didn't hear it. He held an old book in his left hand and a semi-bald brush in his right hand. He murmured something in his mouth. Occasionally he wrote a few words on the paper and seemed to be making comments.

The subject raised his voice and asked, "Sir, have you seen a volume of old books?"

The reader woke up and looked up at him, looking a little at a loss, not knowing what he was talking about, and then more awake, inexplicably angry because of being disturbed to read, and his eyebrows fluttering.

The subject was not angry, and said: "A very old book."

Thinking about it, the reader raised the semi-bald brush in his hand and dipped it in ink, then wrote a word on Huangzhou bud paper seriously.

That word is dripping with ink, full of sorrow.

A "book" word.

The reader handed the paper with ink on it to the viewer and said, "The book you want."

The Lord looked at the paper quietly, looked at the words on the paper, and remained silent for a moment, then said, "Some meaning."

He reached out to pick up the piece of paper, and his movement was very slow and solemn as a mountain.

Is really slow, like a mountain is moving and the sky is spinning over the clouds. I do n’t know how long it took before my fingertips touched the edge of the rough bud paper.

A loud yellow paper burned.

The paper slowly burned, the flames spread towards both sides, and the edges were ashes until they would burn to their fingers. The subject did not let go, nor did the reader.

They looked at each other in silence.

"I also read a lot of books."

Suddenly said, "Although I am not as fond of books as you are, I read and sleep without stopping, but I have lived too long, so I read no less than you."

Time is really an important thing whether it is reading or practicing.

The reader did not speak, looking at the burning paper in his hand.

"Why is this book not in Chang'an City? Well, at that time, it was not certain if Ning Que could return to Chang'an City where he was not. It was indeed not as safe as the Academy."

The master looked at the reader and said calmly: "Li slowly handed over the book to you for storage, which is correct, but unfortunately it doesn't make sense, because ... the scholar is ultimately useless."

The voice fell, the paper burned, there was nothing left in the reader's fingers, and the ashes slowly fell on his shoes, and there was a piece of yellow paper in the viewer's fingers.

Has won and lost. The readers looked at the mountain-like books on the table and the sea-like inkstones and remained silent for a long time. For the first time in life, they doubted such a thing as reading.

Lord Guan walked into the cliff cave, looked at the bookshelves about ten feet high on both sides of the cave cave, looked at the dense, hard-to-read thousands of books gently waved his sleeves.

A breeze came out of the sleeve of Tsing Yi, and it wasn't slowly but gently blown in the cliff cave. The dust accumulated on those books was flicked off and sent to the corner, leaving a clean piece.

Observe the subject step up, come to the fourth row of bookshelves, and draw a book from the inside, just like a person who wants to read a book to draw a book at random, without any choice.

That book is the Tianshu Mingzi scroll.

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The snow in Changan City stopped, the wind was quiet, the clouds were scattered, and the red sun shone on the earth.

The subject appears outside the city.

This is his third time outside Chang'an City.

Previously Ning Que was on the city wall, and today is no exception.

He looked at the subject who walked slowly in Can Xueli and said nothing.

"He got seven volumes of heavenly books."

Sang Sang said, his face was slightly pale, and he seemed a little afraid.

Ning Que laughed: "Gather seven dragon balls, you can call out the dragon god, what can you do in Qiqi seven volumes of heavenly books? Summon Haotian? If he really wants to do this, don't care about him."

He didn't take off the iron bow on his shoulder, because Yuan Thirteen Arrows had already been shot, and he vaguely felt that even with the help of the shocking array, Yuan Thirteen Arrows could hardly threaten the current audience.

The seven volumes of heavenly books are finally together, what does it mean?

Academy has been speculating on this matter, but it has never been fruitful. No one knows the role of the seven volumes of Heavenly Books except the subjective subject. Of course, Sang Sang is very clear.

"How did I come about?"

"You? You were born to your mother."

"Now is not the time to tell jokes."

"I am a little nervous now."

Ning Que said after a moment of silence: "You have to allow me to tell jokes."

Sang Sang said without expression: "I don't allow it."

"Okay ... If you mean Haotian, it is a regular chalky conglomerate, which is generated between chaos."

"No, I am a collection of objective rules and human subjective beliefs."

"Then?"

"I am the choice of human beings." Sang Sang turned to look at him and said: "Since that, when humans choose me, how can they not leave some means to check and balance me?"

Ning Que is silent.

He knew that Sang Sang was true.

Countless years ago, the gambler who created the Daomen made a bet for humanity and handed over the entire world to Haotian to guard, then he probably arranged his backhand in advance.

Legend has it that the seven volumes of heavenly books in Zhishouguan are the crystallization of Haotian's will, or Haotian's gift to mankind. In fact, that is the real means of control of the world by Daomen.

With seven volumes of Heavenly Books, you can lift the gambling game countless years ago, you can bring Haotian out of the Kingdom of God, you can let Haotian return to chaos, this method can only be mastered by the Master of Taoism ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ The master of the Taoist door, with seven books of heaven, walked to the front of Chang'an City.

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"Is this Daomen's last resort?"

Ning Que held his eyes and pestle and looked at the subject under the wall and asked.

Lord Guan calmly said: "Ke Haoran said that we are dogs, Lian Sheng said that we are dogs, people in the academy, and many others all said that our Taoist door is a dog, a dog of Haotian, but no one has ever thought about it This iron chain is actually tied to each other ’s necks. Humans are Haotian ’s dogs. Haotian is not a human dog. ”

He looked to Sang Sang next to Ning's absence and said, "We worship you and let you have endless years and even eternity. Then you should be willing to be eternally lonely and silently guard the world of humanity in the kingdom of God, instead of sneaking in. Come to the world for a while, don't you think it's reasonable? "

Sang Sang did not speak, his face became more and more pale. She had never been so frightened before, as she was now, because she clearly felt that the subject had the ability to destroy herself.

The subject took a book from his arms.

Deep in the clear blue sky, there was a thunder.

This thunder comes from the Kingdom of God.

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