Chapter 225: Yan Ming (Part 1)

Chen Changsheng rubbed the sour eyes burnt by the evening glow, stood up from the threshold, and said, "I didn't wait."
Gou Hanshi said: "Although you want to take a path that no one has ever walked before, in your own words, that method is a bit stupid, but you have also said that the method should be feasible, then in principle You can’t even read the first Heavenly Book Tablet until now, because I know that your comprehension is stronger than many people think."
As the only two people in the world who dare to read through Dao Zang, he and Chen Changsheng are of course opponents. From Qingteng feast to the dynasty test, they are competing against each other, but because they are opponents, they will really understand. He looks at Chen Changsheng It took only a few months for an ordinary young man who could not practice, to pass the rain in the rain in the academy, without a strong comprehension ability, how can he achieve this?
After thinking for a long time, Chen Changsheng said: "I think the method I discussed with you the night before was wrong."
Gou Hanshi raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Where is wrong, I can't tell, if you follow the way of looking at the inscription on the inscription, you should be able to unlock the Tianshu monument, but I always feel a little weird, I always feel that there is something wrong, if I haven't thought through it thoroughly It’s still time to continue reading, it’s hard for me to persuade myself, because what I am doing is to be happy.

Gou Hanshi said: "Do you want to think of a way to solve the problem again?"
Chen Changsheng said: "I have this idea, but I haven't made up my mind yet."
Gou Hanshi frowned, thinking of changing the way halfway was a taboo, saying, "You know this is a dangerous idea."
Chen Changsheng understood what he meant, and if he hesitated again, the hope of unlocking those Tianshu monuments would become smaller and smaller.
He thought about it for a long time seriously and said, "If it's really unsolvable, then forget it."
"In any case, don't think about it." Gou Hanshi finished this sentence and walked to the house.
Chen Changsheng looked at his back and said: "The egg soup is still a little bit hot, don't rush to remove the lid."
He didn't mean anything else, but Gou Hanshi produced something else. I thought maybe his waiting was justified now.
After a while, the folded sleeves also returned to the hut. Of the seven people who lived in the hut, only he and Chen Changsheng have not succeeded in solving the monument. Looking at the courtyard that was much colder than last night, there was a trace of disgust in himself on his face, asking Chen Changsheng Tao: "Why can't I do it all the time? Is there a problem with my talent?"
Chen Changsheng thought to himself that a young wolf tribe with no school and no self-study can make many demons famous in the cruel snow field, and it can steadily beat the young masters on the Qingyun list such as Guan Feibai. His bloodline talent Not only does it have no problems, but it is powerful and somewhat unreasonable.
"It has nothing to do with talent."
"What does that have to do? Diligence or concentration?"
"It has nothing to do with those, just because..." Chen Changsheng looked at him seriously and said, "You study too little."
Folded sleeves were a little angry. Since he was a child in the snowfield, he has been displaced.
Chen Changsheng took the notes left by Xunmei from his arms and handed him: "It's okay to read less. The most troublesome thing is that I observed you and found that you really don't like reading. The notes left by seniors, you I have only watched it twice, and even looked at it last night and fell asleep. How can this be done?"
The folded face turned pale, not pale after the injury, but annoyed, took the note and went straight into the hut.
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At five o'clock the next morning, Chen Changsheng opened his eyes, spent five breaths to calm down, and then got up. He found that Tang 36 was sleeping on the side with his hands and feet, snoring sounded like thunder, and he walked out of the house and saw seven others waiting. It was only after sleeping soundly that I knew when I didn't know when late last night, they came back from the Tianshuling.
After washing, he started boiling water to cook like the previous two days, then began to sweep the courtyard, repair those broken fences, until Tang 36 and others finished their breakfast, then went to Tianshuling to observe the monument, he did not leave Meaning, I didn't see any anxiety on my face at all, and even seemed to enjoy my current life.
When the man went to the courtyard empty, he sat back on the threshold, opened Xun Mei's notes and began to read again.
All day long, apart from cooking and cleaning, he never left the threshold, and naturally did not look at Zhao Qingbei.
In the evening, Tang 36 and others returned to the hut. After dinner, they gathered around the table and began to discuss the inscriptions on the second Tianshu monument. The atmosphere was very warm.
Chen Changsheng called the folded sleeve to the back room, took out the copper needle from the needle box, and began to treat him. He is still in the preliminary stage of determining the meridian deformity, and he wants to solve the problem that has tortured the sleeve for more than ten years. A little while.
After a long time, they discovered that two people were missing. Seven of them looked at the closed door, and a childish face showed an unbearable look. Gou Hanshi frowned and shook his head, and now even he began to feel strange.
Not wanting to stimulate the two of the back room, the discussion at the table ended.
Tang Thirty-six suddenly stood up, pushed open the door and looked at Chen Changsheng, said: "Today three people have passed."
Chen Changsheng twisted the copper needle between his fingers attentively, whispered and folded his sleeves, and ignored him.
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Time passed day by day, and candidates from this year's dynasty examination entered Tianshuling, and it was already the seventh day.
On the fifth day, the folded sleeve finally passed the Zhaoqing Monument. I don't know if it was because he had been reading books for the last few nights.
Chen Changsheng has not been able to solve the monument successfully, so far, he set a new record.
In the past, he once had an extremely brilliant record in the spiritual world, that is, one of the youngest passers-by.
Now this record is not so glorious.
In the first place of the first list of previous dynasties, he spent the longest time to interpret the first Tianshu monument, and it may be longer.
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In the blink of an eye, the time to enter the mausoleum came to the tenth day.
After five o'clock in the morning, Chen Changsheng finally left the hut and came to Beilu, watching the black stele silently, not knowing what he was thinking.
As the morning light grew, the observers entered Tianshuling one after another, and came to the monument to see him sitting cross-legged under the tree. He was a little surprised, and then more emotions emerged.
In the eyes of those people, you can see sympathy, compassion, ridicule and gloating.
Some people hid him from afar and walked into the stele, and some people walked deliberately by his side, the steps seemed extremely relaxed, and then disappeared in front of the stele with the breeze that lingered around the eaves.
The people in the hut came after breakfast.
Seeing this scene, Guan Fei frowned, and said nothing, and left the monument.
Tang Thirty-six stood in front of him and asked, "Do you want to accompany you?"
Chen Changsheng raised his head and looked at him seriously and said, "In the Tianshu Tablet, no time is too precious. You have to cherish it."
Tang Thirty-six is ​​very speechless, thinking that you guy has been a tourist and husband for ten days in the Tianshuling, actually saying so kindly.
Folded sleeves did not speak, and sat directly beside Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng did not speak.
The morning wind flicked the treetops, and the green leaves fell on the eaves.
"Thank you, it's almost time." Chen Changsheng said sincerely.
Folded sleeves stood up and walked into Beilu.
It's almost the same here, not to say that he saw the hope of understanding the stele, but to say that he spent time with him.
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At noon on the twelfth day, there was something burning on the spring day. Chen Changsheng sat in the stele and used the eaves to shade.
The breeze moved slightly, and two young men appeared in front of the monument. One of them was Guo En, who was an apprentice of Cijian Temple under the Southern Saint Maiden Peak. He was the third place in the dynasty test the previous year, and the other was Mu Nu. It has been more than four years to observe the monument in the Tianshu Ling.
Both of them were once talented teenagers on the Qingyun List. With the passage of time, the monuments have been observing for a long time, and the situation has been broken. Now they have already entered the gold list. The north and south sects have always been at odds, and there are already two famous people outside the Tianshuling. At the beginning, they were very similar, but now the relationship has become quite good.
"You are Chen Changsheng?" Mu Nu asked, looking at him blankly.
Ten years ago, when Zhong Huijie succeeded, the two of them were present, but Chen Changsheng didn't know them, only that they should be the observers of previous years: "Exactly, what do the two have to teach?"
Mu Nu's lips twitched slightly, seemingly smiling, but did not answer.
Looking at Chen Changsheng, Guo En shook his head and sighed: "Letter from Shimen, saying that this year, the great dynasty has tried out an amazing character. Now it seems that it is really exaggerated."
Mu Nu said: "Otherwise, it is really amazing to be able to pass through the fifteen years of age. It was just like practicing with a sharp edge and breaking bamboo at the beginning. The real test is that this person can't even pass the Qingqing monument, I am afraid that it is also that kind of person, which is a pity."
They obviously looked at Chen Changsheng, but they were talking on their own, as if Chen Changsheng didn't exist, or they didn't even care how Chen Changsheng reacted.
Chen Changsheng was silent for a moment, and sat back in front of the stele again.
Guo En and Mu Nu both smiled, turned and walked side by side to Tianshuling, but the conversation continued.
"What kind of person is Xu Yourong, how could he marry him."
"This is the hope of the revival of the National College of Education? It is really ridiculous."
I don't know if it was intentional. Their voices were very clear, and they kept spreading into Chen Changsheng's ears.
Then there was a burst of laughter on the mountain road.
Chen Changsheng looked at the stele quietly, as if not affected at all.
Spring is getting deeper.
There are hundreds of snow geese in the sky, returning from a distant place.
They come from the warm Great Western State and return home across the sea. They will go to Tianzhu Peak and spend a long summer.
The sound of Yanming, a little tired, is still clear.
In the woods around the stele, the chirping of the birds sounded, as if mocking the snow geese for bitterness, stupid.
Chen Changsheng looked up at the two beautiful white lines in the blue sky, remembering the time he was riding a crane on the mountain behind Xining Town, chasing the snow geese and playing with laughter.
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