Chapter 119 Reading more than ten thousand volumes
Author: The third update of Nan Guo Yue
Chapter 119 Reading more than ten thousand volumes
Seeing Kang Tianjie being slapped to the ground and turned into a puddle of flesh, the people watching on both sides of the street were shocked.
Unexpectedly, the seemingly leisurely and leisurely scholar in green shirt could be so decisive and brave.
Li Chaoyi's face showed no trace of joy.
Zhou Qingjin, who was slim and slim, also shook his head slightly and sighed softly.
Ordinary people can't tell, but he and Li Changyue both know whether Kang Tianjie has a death wish and deliberately wants to die. Otherwise, with his cultivation in the late eighth realm, even Li Changyue can kill him.
He will never get his legs so easily.
Zhou Qingjin said: "He is not a hateful and pitiful person."
Then he used the magical power of "The Universe in His Sleeves" to collect Kang Tianjie's body and prepare to bury it outside the city.
Li Changyi did not stop him.
Regardless of whether Kang Tianjie is hateful or pitiable, since Mingyue is dead, the old grudge between him and Tang Zi-senpai and Hanshan Academy is over.
Li Changyi asked: "Brother Jun, where is the tomb of senior Tang Zi? He wants to pay homage to Yidong."
That senior of Hanshan Academy should be considered his senior brother.
Zhou Qingjin replied: "Liangfeng County, northeast of Tianliang City, western suburb of Qingliang Town, Xiaofurong Mountain."
"Brother Xi Naojun!"
"You're welcome, Brother Update."
After the matter was over and the spectators dispersed, Zhou Qingjin asked sincerely: "May I ask where Brother Xinxin's east bed is?" He was a little confused and wanted to ask Brother Xinxin for advice. If you don't mind, he wanted to bury Kang Tianjie's body.
Come and visit."
Li Chaoyi replied: "I don't take advice seriously. He and Xiao Qian'er live in the Tianranju Inn in the south of the city. Brother Jun is welcome to visit at any time to drink tea and talk together."
Zhou Qingjin said with a smile: "Then he will come to bother you later. Say goodbye!"
"Brother Jun, walk slowly!"
Zhou Qingjin then left and went out of the city to bury Kang Tianjie so that he would not be exposed to the public for a long time.
To the east of the big camphor tree, two people, an old man and a young man, are still concentrating on playing chess.
Li Chaoyi led Xiao Qianjun to watch, and found that the chess game was in a tight position, and the young man holding black was attacking from all sides, chasing a big dragon of the old man.
The big red dragon rushes left and right in the black formation, all the way from the right side of the board to the middle belly.
The outcome of this game depends entirely on the life and death of the red dragon.
If the red dragon is alive, the red chess piece wins.
If the red dragon dies, black wins.
After dozens of rounds, the boy in charge of black failed to slay the dragon. Instead, because he was pursued by Bu Qin, his chess shape was too weak, and he was killed by red, and the east formation was defeated.
When the game was being reviewed, the old man looked at Li Changye and asked, "Young man, do I also know how to play chess?"
Li Chaoyi replied: "I know a little bit about it."
The old man immediately became interested and raised his leg to invite him: "How about a plate?"
Li Xianyue glanced at the young man who was collecting the chess pieces.
Before he could speak, the young man stood up to give up his seat, bowed and invited: "Sir, please take a seat!"
Li Qingyi bowed his head and said, "You're welcome, little brother."
Then he walked east casually and said with a smile: "The elder invited me, but I dare not say goodbye! Li, who was born late, has passed away. Please give me some advice from the old gentleman."
"Easy to say, please!"
There is no need to guess first. As a junior, Li Qianyi took the lead in black.
Although he had seen a game of chess played by the old man and had a certain understanding of his chess style, Li Changyue did not act haphazardly in his layout.
His chess style is consistent with his personality, which is more agile and unrestrained. He can play chess smoothly from east to west, regardless of the gains and losses of a city or a pool.
When the old man is playing a game of chess, he plays the game solidly and steadily, taking every step step by step. He follows the principle of "build the wall high, accumulate food widely, and slowly become the king."
From the layout stage of this game, the chess styles of the two are clearly demonstrated.
Li Qianyi has made a complete move. It seems that everything is weak and far away from each other, but in fact it is very flexible. Every place can be taken or discarded. If you don't pay attention, it can be connected into a seamless whole.
The old man still played steadily and did not give Li Quany any opportunity to take advantage of. Then he accumulated small shortcomings into big shortcomings and accumulated small gains into big gains.
In the middle of the game, Li Chuanyi's black chess has already been formed, attacking in all directions and provoking a fight, while the old man's red chess uses heavy power to suppress others and turn the thick power into an advantage.
"Young man, at this moment, his red chess piece is all over the iron queen, and he is crushing me with overwhelming force. How should I break the game?" the old gentleman said vigorously.
Li Chaoyi raised his head and glanced at him, thought for a few moments and then said: "The old man used the overwhelming force to suppress him. Since he is invincible, he avoids the real and attacks the weak, and uses retreat to advance."
The old gentleman smiled and said: "What kind of 'retreat to advance'?"
Li Qianyi dropped a piece to the east to strengthen the black defense line and said: "When the old man has exhausted all his strength, just like an avalanche falling into a flat valley, with no way to advance, then he will attack its weak point like the spring sun melting snow or a horse trampling on the snowfield.
You can defeat the enemy yourself."
The old man also lost a piece, and continued to use strong force to attack several isolated pieces of Li Qianyi, putting several black pieces in danger.
He also said: "If I can't wait until the other side's strong power is exhausted, all my chess pieces will be in danger, and they may collapse at any time, and the whole game will be lost?"
Li Xianyue thought for a while, picked up a black chess piece, placed it in a weak area behind the red chess piece, and said: "Then I'll hit mine, and he'll hit his, and concentrate the superior force to attack my weak spot."
, this is called 'attacking the enemy must save it'."
The old man made a move to the east with a red chess piece, like a shadow, flanking Li Qianyi's counterattacking black chess piece, and said: "What if I had not used the counterattack chess piece, but I was alone and weak, and was attacked, without any help?"
That time, Li Xianyi did not hesitate, made a black move to the east, continued deep into the enemy camp, pointed at the enemy's greatest harm, and said: "Then we will put him to death and live again!"
The old man asked: "Who can win in such a dead chess game? And who is willing to be a chess piece?"
Li went with great enthusiasm: "Although there are tens of thousands of people, I am going!"
Glancing at the green-shirted scholar on the other side of the chessboard, the old man said nothing and the two of them played chess in silence.
In the overall situation, the old man used overwhelming force to suppress Li Chuanyi's black chess piece. Li Chuanyi moved flexibly, confusing the red chess pieces with his weak soldiers, and finally concentrated the strong black chess pieces to attack the weakest part of the red chess piece.
At the end of the game, Li went to the black chess and fought with the weak against the strong. This would lead to a catastrophe. He didn't know when the game would be over, and he didn't know which side would be able to achieve the previous success.
Because it was getting late, the old man made an appointment to play chess.
Li Changyi agreed, and after gathering the chess pieces, he asked for advice: "Thank you very much, Mr. Old, for your advice. I'd like to ask you how to address me, sir?"
The old man said to Yan, "His surname is Wen, I can call him Mr. Wen."
"No, thank you, Mr. Wen, for your advice. I'll say goodbye later!"
"Go ahead."
Then Li Changyi led Xiao Qianjun away, went to several libraries, and bought more than a dozen volumes of books.
After he and Xiao Qianjun walked out of Qingfeng Street, the old man named Wen and the young man who played against him appeared at the intersection and watched them go away.
"Sir, what do I think about Li Gong?" the young man asked.
"As worthy of being a person who can bring about the restoration of heaven and earth, he is listed in the "Amazing World List". He seems to be idle, with some laziness and unruliness of playing in the mortal world, but in fact he is indeed an extraordinary person." The old man said.
"Then if the situation collapses, can Lu Chen of Shenzhou be able to shoulder the responsibility of the chess player?"
"Looking forward, the world is so vast and there are so many heroes. Who can say whether he will be the chess player? Well, young people like him are indeed worthy of people's attention and hope."
The young man did not expect that his husband would think so highly of Hanshan Li.
He thought of many things and people, and shook his head slightly.
The old man smiled heartily and said: "In half a month, the God Lord of Donghua Mountain will have a traveling meeting. I wonder if the anticipated event will happen when I am behind the mountain."
The young man said slightly: "Sir, what is it? Is it worth my expectations?"
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "You can't say."
The young man looked a little strange.
…
Li Chaoyi and Xiao Qianjun returned to the Tianranju Inn in the south of the city.
The young girl Xianlong Lian Nier was actually sleeping. I really don’t know if it was a real dragon or a sleeping pig. If I had known it, I wouldn’t have allowed her to drink.
Before going out, he arranged several secret techniques in the room. If someone broke into the room, he could sense it immediately and rush back.
It's obvious that he has nothing to worry about.
In fact, let alone ordinary people, even if he pushed open the door, he would not be aware of her existence at all. It is as if the real dragon clan has a different kind of energy when sleeping, which can isolate the world and prevent itself from being disturbed.
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"Elder brother, when will Sister Nier wake up?" Xiao Qianjun couldn't help but ask.
She didn't mind that the young fairy dragon slept for a long time, but she was worried that her brain would be damaged by sleeping. After all, as a creature of plants and trees, she was also good at sleeping, but Yuanji couldn't compare with Sister Nier.
Li Chaoyi checked the status of Yidong Maiden Fairy Dragon and replied: "She should wake up soon, and I don't have to worry about that thing at all. When she wakes up, she will be more energetic than everyone else and even become stronger.
"
Xiao Qianjun was stunned: "Becoming more powerful? Did I say that Sister Ni'er can practice in her sleep?"
Li Chaoyi shook his head: "If you don't practice in your dreams, or if you just fall asleep, you will become stronger. That guy doesn't need to practice at all."
"So powerful?"
"No, I don't know if that's the talent of the True Dragon clan, or if it's her unique talent. I guess it's unique to her. I've never seen anything like this in books related to the dragon clan before."
Xiao Qianjun was speechless, wouldn't it mean that if you read the book like your senior brother, and understand the essence of the book, you can increase your aura of awe-inspiring power?
Li Chaoyi was also impressed by the magical talent of the girl fairy dragon. When Bu Nao saw the girl in the green skirt next to him, he felt relieved again.
Xiao Qianjun is actually like a young fairy dragon. She doesn't need to practice, she just needs to digest the thousands of sword intentions outside her body to become a great sword fairy.
That's why in the tavern that month, the lone swordsman Qiu Bunuan said that Xiao Qianjun was expected to surpass Ye Guiren and become the number one swordsman in Tiandong in the future.
He was born with sword grass and had thousands of sword spirits imparting his sword power. This was a unique blessing from heaven. Compared to the young fairy dragon, it seemed to be even worse.
It's just that Xiaoqianjun is very young now and doesn't understand the meaning of it yet.
He was really curious about how far Xiao Qianjun would grow after returning from Fengxue Cliff.
"Elder brother, what am I thinking about?" Seeing that he was in a daze, Xiao Qianjun couldn't help but stretch out her calf and wave it in front of his eyes to wake him up.
"It's nothing, Xiao Qian'er, if one day I become more convex than Master, what will I do?"
"I don't know what to do."
"Um?"
"Because he is simply not as powerful as Master Xintu. Senior Brother is definitely the most powerful one!"
"Haha, your mouth is so sweet."
Li Xianyue rubbed Xiao Qianjun's little head, and the little guy pressed it into his palm in response. It would be cruel not to be so affectionate.
…
As night fell, Li Changyi read a book in his room after dinner, waiting for Zhou Qingjin's arrival.
At the third quarter of Xuzheng, Zhou Qingjin returned from outside the city and visited the Tiantianju Inn as promised.
Xiaoqianjun brewed the Hanshan Yunwu tea brought from Han Academy, gave a cup to Mr. Zhou and senior brother each, and then stayed by the side obediently.
After sitting down to drink tea, Zhou Qingjin said bluntly: "Brother Xinxin, I am a talented person from Hanshan. I am familiar with hundreds of classics. I think there are any shortcomings in the knowledge of hundreds of schools of thought?"
Li Changyou knew that he had written a "Bi Jia Tan", and had already expected what issues he wanted to discuss tomorrow night. He replied: "There are no perfect people in the world, and there is no perfect knowledge. Therefore, there are three kinds of teachings for hundreds of schools of thought.
Both have their shortcomings. As for Brother Jun, the problem is so big that he doesn’t know where to start."
Zhou Qingjin also knew that he was too eager. After all, the four major Confucian academies, including Langya Academy, were all located in separate areas. It was rare to meet people with similar temperaments.
So he changed the question and said: "To put it simply, Brother Gengxin, have you ever thought about the shortcomings and flaws of their Confucianism?"
That's not a big problem either.
And is it a question that an ordinary Confucian disciple would never consider?
Because they are in this mountain, the disciples of each family will generally feel that their own knowledge is profound and profound, which is the righteous principle of heaven and earth and the sect of all generations, and they will never think about the flaws in the way they learn.
From this point of view, the contemporary chief scholar of Zhaohu Academy is a true scholar.
Li Qianyi thought deeply and said: "Xuan said: To restrain oneself and restore propriety is benevolence; Zhu Zi said: Preserve the principles of heaven and destroy human desires; Mr. Yangming talked about the cultivation of conscience."
"Since the founding of their sage teachers, their Confucianism has included everything from the sage teachers to Xunzi and Mencius, to Master Dong and Master Han, and even Cheng Zhu Neo-Confucianism and Lu Wang Xinxue. His knowledge is still shallow and he dare not describe it in its entirety.
It’s wrong, and I dare not say where it is wrong.”
"He has to be taught by his teacher, Dangdong, and he should follow two principles. You can say that he listens to my old brother Jun."
Zhou Qingjin said sternly: "What are your two points?"
Li Qingyue said: "First of all, it is not what Yasheng said: it is better to believe in the book than to have no book. Therefore, if you are wrong about the teachings of other Confucian saints, you have to think about it yourself, and you cannot blindly follow it."
"What about the second one?"
"The second is the method of Mr. Yangming: the unity of knowledge and action. When walking and talking about the Tao, it is even more necessary to get up and practice it. Only by the unity of knowledge and action can we see the true Tao."
Zhou Qingjin thought about it carefully, and then sighed: "Brother Xinxin is also a true scholar!"
Li Qingyi smiled and said: "Brother Jun wants to sort out the flaws of hundreds of schools of thought to make up for the shortcomings of other Confucian schools. Only then can he be a true Confucian gentleman. He is not as good as him!"
"Brother Xinxin is so complimentary!"
We talked all night long, and Zhou Qingjin didn't leave until the east turned red.
The next month, Li went to pay homage to the tomb of Hanshan's predecessor Tang Zinian, and then continued to read in the inn, waiting for the girl Xianlong Liannier to wake up.
He felt that she was about to wake up from sleep.
Another day passed, late at night, Li went to the moon to read a book.
When the bright moon passed through the clouds and shone in the sky, he finally finished reading the ten thousandth volume of books and developed the ten thousandth aura of awe-inspiring power.