At night, in the desert, a group of people were stopping to rest.

Han Rui patted a disciple from a poor family on the shoulder and said, "He Xingsi, could you please come with me to take a look around? The ruined palace is nearby."

He revealed the spirit bead, and the red dot representing the ruined palace was on the same sand dune as them.

He Xingsi nodded and said: "Senior Brother He is very polite. Of course you invite me and I will never refuse."

The two of them walked along and gradually moved away from the crowd's camp.

"Creak," Han Rui seemed to have stepped on a dead branch, paused, looked back at He Xingsi, and said, "Did you tamper with the bamboo raft?"

"Although Lu Xing's sword energy is not tolerated by this party's rules, it will not provoke two king beasts in the sea."

He Xingsi's legs went weak, and by accident, one foot sank into the sand, and he said anxiously: "What did Senior Brother Han say? It was the Crown Prince who saved me after I fell into the water that day, and the Crown Prince is my benefactor! What do you mean by tampering with someone?

I don’t understand what Senior Brother Han means.”

"Don't recognize it?" Han Rui frowned, took out a small piece of bamboo from his back with his left hand, and said: "I secretly cut it off when I came ashore. There is a special substance on it that can attract beasts, similar to Long Yanxiang.

"

"That day, you were the last one to clean up the bamboos crossing the river. You were also the one who fell into the water and attracted the great white shark. Especially yesterday, you wanted to hand the kettle to Junior Sister Tan. Although she didn't ask for it, there was something special about it.

substance.”

The wind and sand passed by, looking down at He Xingsi's gloomy face in the night, Han Rui's scolding was louder than the other.

"He Xingsi, you still don't recognize it?"

"I asked you to come out alone to see that you have lived in poverty for ten years and to give you a chance to repent."

"If you make another mistake again and again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

There were two red lights in the dark night. When He Xingsi raised his head again, his eyes were red and smoking, like a red ghost seeking life.

"Han Rui, He Xingsi has long since given up. My name is He Chilian now!"

He swayed and dived towards Han Rui. There was a flash of green light on his waist, which was a poison-quenched dagger.

"It's really a demon cultivator," Han Rui threw out the word "retreat" held in his sleeve, and his figure immediately disappeared from the place, allowing He Xingsi to jump into the air.

He Xingsi rushed out without stopping and fled towards the desert. It seemed that this was his real purpose.

"Feng, stay," Han Rui spread his hands and wrote in the air, then pushed out the two words, and the aura of awe-inspiring evolved into a simple rule. This is the method that can only be used by a gentleman - to follow the rules.

A cage made of awe-inspiring energy blocked He Xingsi's path. Han Rui walked forward with the words "break" and "kill" written in his hand.

He Xingsi saw red lava overflowing in his eyes, and the hot lava melted the cage. He Xingsi quickly rushed out of the blockade, a few minutes faster, and completely disappeared into the desert.

"Demon cultivator..." Han Rui stood with his hands behind his hands and said in a cold voice, "I didn't expect that after more than ten years, the demon cultivator would actually reappear."

Han Rui looked at the sand dunes as if they were flat ground, walked back to the crowd, and thought to himself: Back then, Yingtian Academy was able to destroy the entire demon cultivator. Even if the demon cultivators now return to their peak, they will not be able to defeat the academy's combined enemies.

Among the crowd, there was an academy disciple who looked up to drink water. A stream of light flashed in his eyes. His pupils were as beautiful as the full moon.

…

The stone house lost its light after sunset and was only maintained by an oil lamp.

The clothes were thin and the two of them were very close to each other, reading a book together within the candlelight.

"You think...do we think that a man and a woman live together in the same room?" Lu Xing raised his head and said with a smile.

Tan Jing raised her brows and pursed her lips, as if she was thinking about something. She flicked her right hand forward, dragging her chin. Yubi's palm touched Lu Xing's chin, turned his head away, and said softly: "

Lu Xing, you are blocking my reading, please open your big pig's hooves." As she said that, she dropped her right hand and hit Lu Xing's hand.

"By the way, what were you talking about just now? What kind of room?" Tan Jing raised her head after realizing it, blinked and asked.

The corner of Lu Xing's mouth twitched. Looking at Tan Jing's cute appearance, he didn't respond even though he was beaten twice. He picked up the book in his hand and said angrily: "Read a book, read a book!"

Tan Jing looked at Lu Xing's deflated appearance, a smile appeared on her lips, her eyes were sharp, and she looked like a smart girl.

The candlelight flickered, and Tan Jing would push Lu Xing from time to time. The two of them opened a book, and Tan Jing usually read it first, and then handed it to Lu Xing to read.

Lu Xing read a little slower than Tan Jing, which was like the difference between ten lines in one glance and one page in one glance. After a while, there was a tall pile of books piled up between them, like a hill.

"We can't go on like this. If we were to take these classics alone, it would take half a day just to understand them. As I read and think about them, the energy and spirit will be dispersed in the five internal organs, which is conducive to training the mind, but not conducive to cultivating the awe-inspiring Qi."

"Stop reading, stop reading," Tan Jing stretched out her hand to push down the book between the two of them, and shouted: "It's useless to read more books now. There are mountains of soil and abyss of water. If you want to succeed just by reading,

I am afraid I will have to read ten thousand volumes if I am overflowing with literary talent."

"It's not like this. You recite the song of enlightenment after me. If you have accumulated enough in the past, you can turn your past accumulation into awe-inspiring energy."

"Is the song of enlightenment a song of righteousness?" Lu Xing frowned, holding a book firmly in his hand, and said: "When I was in Longhu Mountain, a great scholar often came to ask. At that time, he said that I accumulated

Many people asked me if I would be interested in reciting the righteousness song, which can stimulate the literary energy in the body."

Tan Jing's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, as if she was a little surprised, and asked: "What happens next, has Lu Xing read it?"

"Read it."

Lu Xing smiled slightly, as if he thought of something quite interesting, and said: "I read it, but it was useless. The great scholar's eyes were very surprised at that time. He stood and observed me for a long time before he said that I did not have enough literary spirit.

Ya Yu, a small mountain, told me not to tell anyone about this matter."

"He also said something that I have been looking forward to for a long time - the book has its own golden house, the book has its own beauty, and you may be able to become the person in the book."

"So...you think about the Golden House and Yan Ruyu every day, right?" When mentioning the word "Yan Ruyu", Tan Jing's tone was slightly serious.

"Yes, does Jing'er know that there is a girl as smart and cute as you in Longhu Mountain? She is a little younger than you, but she has just as many thoughts as you." Lu Xing said calmly, and when he mentioned Longhu Mountain, he

I can't help but think of Song Qingran, and my heart has never been less concerned.

Tan Jing's hand while flipping the paper paused slightly, her eyes lowered slightly, and she spoke with a slightly trembling voice: "Then this girl who is slightly younger than me, is she...prettier than me?"

"Ugh..." Tan Jing suddenly stepped forward and pressed Lu Xing's mouth with her delicate hand, preventing him from speaking. She threw a book at Lu Xing's face and said hurriedly: "You have to go out to read.

Don’t always talk about things you have and don’t have.”

The two of them talked a lot less, and apart from the sound of candles and fires burning in the stone house, there was only the sound of turning pages of paper.

"Jing'er, have you discovered a strange place?" Lu Xing asked while flipping through the book.

Tan Jing raised her eyebrows, casually picked up the bundle of bamboo slips, and said, "Are you saying that some of the classics are very ancient? The cultural relics are probably like this. It cannot be said that they are the collections of great Confucian scholars."

"But, haven't you noticed that the chronology between books is quite long?" Lu Xing held a bundle of bamboo slips and said, "It's very similar to the books of the Spring and Autumn Period. They don't record much thoughts, but mostly sacrifices and farming matters."

"Eh..." Tan Jing blinked, holding a bundle of bamboo slips, and said: "This travelogue actually records that when Qin Chenggong was in Xirong, Qin was defeated by cavalry, but diligently repaired his chariot, and was defeated again."

Lu Xing nodded, pushed the books and bamboo slips to both sides, read out the contents of each, and said: "One is from the Spring and Autumn Period, and it records mostly the weather and terrain. The other has the legacy of the Tang Dynasty and the winds of all nations.

Why do two completely different books appear in the same literary and Taoist ruins?"

Tan Jing's eyes flickered, as if she was thinking about this question carefully, and she said after a long time: "I once heard the Master talk about a phenomenon. When some great Confucian scholars choose their burial place, they will choose some ancient Confucian relics."

"According to what you said, the ruins here were jointly created by the great Confucian scholars from the Tang Dynasty and the Spring and Autumn Period." Lu Xing frowned and guessed.

"Then..." A light of wisdom flashed in the eyes of the two people at the same time. They looked at each other and said in unison: "This stone chamber is where two great scholars stayed! There is more than one way for us to leave the stone chamber!"

"Look quickly. If it is as we said, this stone house must be a very important place." Lu Xing quickly got up and groped against the wall to see if there were any bulges or grooves. It was impossible to tell if there were any hidden mechanisms.

Tan Jing froze on the spot, staring at the jumping flames, and suddenly exclaimed: "Lu Xing, in the pre-Qin Dynasty, Taoism was not obvious, and Confucius had not yet come to the world! "

Lu Xing walked quickly while holding on to the wall, and spoke faster: "That is not a great Confucian, but a great master of the Spring and Autumn Period. Do you still remember what I told you about the pre-Qin Xiaozhuan script written by the old man in the sand?"

"That old man is most likely the great master of the Spring and Autumn Period, and the ruins here may have been rebuilt from his tomb."

After walking around the stone chamber, Lu Xing stopped and said calmly: "If it is as we thought, then my sword energy should be able to cut open the stone chamber, but the owner of the Wen Dao ruins thinks this place can trap me.

"

"Then there is only one possibility. This is the intersection of two rules. It is extremely difficult to break through with my sword intent alone."

Tan Jing's eyes lit up, and she walked to Lu Xing with an oil lamp. The flames illuminated their faces clearly, and said: "The stone chamber is the intersection of rules. Beyond the stone chamber is the final palace, which is the literary assessment.

The final stop.”

"Lu Xing, look above your head. There is a mural!" Tan Jing raised the oil lamp in her right hand. The stone wall on the top was covered with dust, and a sunken ravine could be faintly seen.

"Go," Tan Jing wrote the word "net" with her left hand, and "net" floated to the top of the stone wall, exploding like a ball of foam and sweeping away the dust.

Lu Xing followed the swaying flames and looked intently:

It has an underturned beak, densely covered scales and feathers, a phoenix tail divided into two sections, and three sharp claws.

This is a totem that looks like a black bird or a phoenix.

Lu Xing once saw it in an ancient book, and its name was - Eunuch.

"When the Zhou Dynasty was prosperous, eagles were singing in Qishan." Tan Jing looked at the mural and said solemnly.
Chapter completed!