The four letters burned in the runes and turned into wisps of smoke and dust flying into the air in the blink of an eye, becoming one with the clouds.

Lu Jing stood on the self-cultivation tower and looked out the window. He felt that the originally clear moonlight outside the window had become much darker.

Lu Jing turned around and saw Mr. Guanqi sitting back at the desk where he had been sitting for more than ten years.

Taixuan Palace in the center of Taixuan Capital is still deep and quiet, as if these letters did not attract Taixuan Palace's attention.

"Sir, since Emperor Chongtian doesn't want me to see the Emperor's Star at this time, wouldn't the library's actions be contrary to the wishes of the Emperor's Palace?"

Lu Jing usually acts decisively and rarely hesitates.

But he also knew that in this great Taixuanjing, even if the holy king no longer looked at all living beings in the world, he was still the king who controlled Dafu.

After all, the library is located within Taixuan Jing, and offending Emperor Chongtian is not something that can be easily solved.

Mr. Guanqi stood upright and looked at the chessboard that had not been picked up on the table.

After watching the endgame for a long time, but never making a move, he reached out his hand and picked up a white piece.

"Don't worry, the library... has been going on for too long.

When the master did not return, Emperor Chongtian actually no longer had a place in the library in Taixuan Capital.

For a long time, libraries have still needed to perform the task of teaching, but if you only teach and don't practice, and let the world decay, you can't be called a true scholar."

Lu Jing didn't know why Mr. Guanqi said that, he wanted to ask.

Mr. Guanqi slowly waved his hand: "Your soul is holding a sword, and it is far from a foolproof thing for the sword to shine upon the Emperor Star.

You have ambitions and are willing to meet the Emperor Star, but you also have to deal with many things.

I have already told Mr. Eleven that you will give Qing Yue some instructions so as not to die in heaven."

Mr. Guanqi spoke directly, and Lu Jing did not ask any more questions. He just smiled at Mr. Guanqi and said, "Sir, you are my teacher. Why don't you hope that I will be better?"

After Mr. Guanqi regained his vitality and became younger, he no longer seemed so serious about words.

He stared at the chessboard carefully, probably thinking about where the white stone was going to land, but he said: "Even if the four strongest people in the world are willing to help you, I don't know if you can hide it from the three stars in the sky.

Tianguan Tianque.

If your Soul Sword Light is discovered, you will inevitably die.

It's a big risk in the first place, so why bother asking for some auspicious words?"

Lu Jing realized that what Mr. Guanqi said was very reasonable, so he resigned from Mr. Guanqi and wanted to wait for Qingyue in front of Shaomu Courtyard.

He walked to the top of the stairs, suddenly remembered something, and said to Mr. Guanqi: "Sir, if this matter is over, if I can survive, I will ask you to marry Qing Yue for me. Lu Jing... has no biological elders.

No one sent me the three matchmaking and six certificates.

I can only trouble Mr. Guanqi."

It started from the first sentence Lu Jing said.

Mr. Guanqi's eyes seemed to be a little stunned when he originally looked at the chessboard.

He didn't listen carefully to what Lu Jing said next. He vaguely heard the words "three matchmakers and six certificates", "double", "ruler", "mirror", "weighing", "scissors", "calculation", and "marriage certificate".

Lu Jing said a lot and then stood at the entrance of the stairs, as if he wanted to hear Mr. Guanqi's answer.

"gentlemen?"

Seeing that Mr. Guanqi was lost in thought, he reminded him again.

Mr. Guanqi suddenly reacted. He raised his head and smiled at Lu Jing. He shook his head and said: "This end game is too difficult. I originally wanted to break the game with a move, but I found that this Go game seemed to be the end game. It was straight two squares and four squares, and I still couldn't do it.

The real eye on the plate."

Mr. Guanqi talked about the difficulty of the end game, and then smiled at Lu Jing and said: "This matter is naturally not difficult.

According to the law of kinship, you are indeed no longer related by blood. I am your teacher, and I am the one who will marry Qingyue for you, and I can even do that."

Lu Jing felt happy when he got the answer, so he turned around and went downstairs.

His footsteps were not chaotic, but became lighter and lighter.

Mr. Guanqi saw from the window of the Self-cultivation Tower that Lu Jing had gone away, and then looked at the endgame in front of him.

He thought for a moment and dropped the white piece in his hand on Ding Wu.

The chess game that originally seemed to be over came back to life, and a dragon whose head was beheaded came back to life again.

Rumble!

There was a sudden sound of thunder.

It rained heavily in the sky.

On weekdays, heavy rains do not stain the library, but there are always only spring breezes and rain in the library.

But today, the heavy rain became heavier and heavier, destroying the flowers in front of the Slim Tower.

Mr. Guanqi seemed to realize something. He stood up and went to a courtyard on the third floor.

Mr. Ninth and Mr. Eleven were one step ahead of Mr. Guanqi and had already entered the building in the courtyard.

In the room, Mr. Qi, who was already very old and could only sleep on the bed on weekdays, had a little more life on his face today.

He got up from the bed, sat cross-legged on a futon, and watched several people enter the room.

"Mr.'s more than ten years of operation have made the Hedong family's red tape and cannibalism rules no longer the only Confucian and Taoist orthodoxy in the world.

After more than ten years of operation, the library has also taught scholars who bow their heads to see the world. They may still be young and have not yet reached Dafu or even the center of the world, but they already have the ambition to save the world in their hearts.

Flowers will always bloom in the end.

What you do in February and March will often only see results in August or September.

It's still early, Mr. Guanqi, don't worry."

Mr. Seven was gray-haired, but when he saw Mr. Guanqi, who was getting younger, he took the initiative to comfort him.

Mr. Ninth and Mr. Eleven looked calm, but there was loneliness hidden in their eyes.

Mr. Qi continued: "Since Master ascended to heaven, the library is no longer the same library as it was before. The library in Taixuan Capital has never even shown the gentleman's sword on his waist.

Now that there is going to be a fire in the world, it would be a good thing for the library to go out for a walk and travel thousands of miles to bring peace to the world.

Mr. Guanqi need not blame himself."

Mr. Nine and Mr. Eleven looked at Mr. Guanqi.

After observing Mr. Qi's eyes, he asked Mr. Qi: "Mr. Zhiwu, I feel guilty for you. I may not be able to seek justice for you in my lifetime.

I know that your husband is considerate of me, and I also know that he must have doubts in his heart."

"Guan Qi is willing to answer."

Mr. Zhiwu nodded lightly and asked, "Lu Jing is not an ordinary person. He inherited Mr. Si's sword bones and clearly understood the sword energy in the world. It is a good thing that Mr. Si reflects the essence of the world."

It's also a good thing that he became the library's sword bearer.

Now, if you want to use the power of the library to help him achieve enlightenment, there is no problem.

But sir, Lu Jing still doesn’t know Yu Yuan or Yang Gu.

For nineteen years, you have not thought about Yu Yuan and the overall situation in Yang Valley, trying to save the world and save the world.

But now that Lu Jing has become a library and holds a sword, he still doesn't know what is in Yu Yuan and Yang Valley.

If he meets Emperor Xing, if he becomes another sword-armored Shang Min, if he knows about Yu Yuan and Yanggu, but he doesn't want to shoulder the burden of the library.

What about my library?"

Mr. Qi asked carefully, but there was no blame in his eyes. He seemed to be just asking Mr. Guanqi to answer his questions.

Mr. Guanqi fell silent.

Mr. Jiu was also silent.

On the contrary, Mr. Eleven, who rarely speaks on weekdays, spoke at this time, and his tone was a little hasty.

"Mr. Zhiwu, Mr. Guanqi is still blaming himself for sending you to Yuyuan."

"Why should you blame yourself? This world belongs to everyone in the world, not to Mr. Guanqi alone.

Mr. Guanqi wants to carry the world alone, but I'm afraid it's not that easy.

I am also a human being, and I also have the ambition to carry the world on my shoulders, so what’s the harm in doing something for the world?”

"I know that Mr. Guanqi was punished by thunder because of me, and I don't want to force Lu Jing anymore.

But if he doesn't know the responsibility he shoulders, how can he repay Mr. Guanqi's kindness?"

Mr. Seven asked this.

Mr. Eleven looked lonely.

Mr. Jiu was about to speak but stopped.

Mr. Guanqi shook his head.

"If the responsibilities in the world are imposed on others, it will become a burden. Once it becomes a burden, the journey will become more bumpy and heavy, and the shoulders will feel like carrying thousands of mountains."
To be continued...