Vol 2 Chapter 3: Royal Ancient Books

The next day, when Nalan Ruoshui was surprised to see Chennan again, she found that the man standing in front of him seemed to have changed. Chen Nan's appearance is still so ordinary, but that faint smile, deep eyes ... seems to have an unspeakable temperament.
"Have you recovered your skill?"
"No, why do you ask like this?"
Naran Ruoshui said: "I feel something happened to you. You seem to have a different temperament on your body. Isn't it that your skill has recovered?"
Chen Nan was surprised, quickly restrained his skill, and smiled, "How is it possible."
Naran Ruoshui regained his calm color and said, "May be my illusion, well, I will continue to acupuncture for you."
This time, acupuncture lasted for an hour. After Nalan Ruoshui left, Chen Nan quickly urged the whole body's true qi to circulate in the Baimai, but the effect was far worse than the first.
He opened his eyes and took a breath, saying, "It seems that there is really no shortcut to martial arts!"
Since then, Nalan Ruoshui has come almost every day, but not every time acupuncture, sometimes hit the acupuncture points of Chen Nan's body, in order to activate the true Qi in his body. Slowly, the two gradually became acquainted. Nalan Ruoshui was not as indifferent as before, and occasionally chatted with him.
Chennan learned from the conversation that although Nalan Ruoshui was a member of the Kishi Mansion, he rarely lived here and usually lived at home. Her father was an official of the DPRK and middle school, and the position was not too low. She and Chu Yue were friends from childhood to older, so she could often enter and leave the royal classics room, and most of her medical skills were learned from there. Here.
When Nalan Ruoshui mentioned the royal classics, Chen Nan glanced at him. He knew that there must be many precious ancient books there, maybe there are records of thousands of years ago, and he was very excited when he thought of this.
"Miss Nalan, you are really a wizard. Most of the clever medical skills are self-taught, which is really admirable."
Naran Ruoshui said lightly: "Actually nothing, as long as you work hard, anyone can do it."
Chen Nan sighed: "I can't do it. I'm a man in the mountains. I don't know any words. How can I learn the things in the book."
Naran Ruoshui said in surprise: "You ... are you illiterate?"
"Yes, I don't know a word, and I can't even write my own name." Speaking of this, Chen Nan's expression was a bit lonely. Although it was a lie, there were some true feelings.
"I am an orphan, abandoned in the mountains, and a kind old hunter picked me up and adopted me. Due to the constraints of life, I did not go to school to study literacy. At the age of sixteen, my righteous father left I'm going away, and my sky is dark ... "
"In addition to raising me, my righteous father gave me the warmth of my family and taught me some martial arts skills. But how powerful a 16-year-old can be. When I was hunting in the mountains, I was horrified by the beast's claws. Escape ... There is no knee in heavy snow in winter, but I do n’t have shoes to wear. I can only wear thin clothes and hide in a hut that is raging by the cold wind ... "
"There is no warmth, no food ... I can only beg for heaven to stop the snow as soon as possible ... In the long winter, sometimes I can only eat food once every six or seven days, then the kind-hearted neighbor saves himself from his living rations , Charity mine ... "
"Under the hunger and cold, I fell ill, and once the neighbors didn't see me out for a long time, they broke into the hut left by my righteous father. At that time, I had been in a coma for many days, and the neighbors said, Shouted: "Mom ... Mom ..." But I know, I will not have a mother in this life, only once had a righteous father ... "
Chennan wiped a tear from her face and said, "I'm sorry Miss Nalan, I made you laugh, I was so excited, and I was hard to extricate myself ..."
Nalan Ruoshui's eyes showed a mist of water, and said softly: "I'm sorry I should be me, I remind you of the sad past. Sorry, I don't know that you have had such a bumpy past."
"It's nothing. The suffering past makes me more cherish the happiness I have now."
The nature of women is kind. Chen Nan's "tragic past" filled Nalan Ruoshui's heart with a sour taste. She said softly, "Do you want to learn literacy? Son Chen, can I teach you."
"Really?" Chen Nan was overjoyed. This was what he expected, but he was somewhat ashamed, and he gained sympathy with lies.
"Of course it is true. In the future, I will help you with acupuncture in the morning and teach you literacy in the afternoon." At this moment, Nalan Ruoshui's face is no longer the usual dull, indifferent face, but a flowery smile.
Chennan didn't expect this indifferent appearance, and there was a beautiful woman with a dusty temperament that smiled so charmingly.
Women are born with kindness and compassion. Nalan Ruoshui was moved by Chen Nan ’s
Unfortunate Childhood
. In the following days, he changed the coldness of the past and carefully healed his body and tried every means to restore his skill. At the same time, he carefully taught him to read and read.
Chen Nan felt ashamed and gave her a little more respect.
Half a month later, Chen Nan's "illness" hasn't improved yet, which surprised Nalan Ruoshui. She read all the medical classics, but she was helpless.
During the month, Chu Yue had been there several times, and every time he comforted Chen Nan, do n’t worry.
The little princess has also secretly come a few times, of course, she will not let go of the troubles to Chen Nan every time, but she may feel guilty in her heart. She did n’t do too much. Endless. However, Chen Nan was strange to see her secretly every time. Later, I heard Nalan Ruoshui tell me that the little devil was hiding from the old witch who studied magic.
The old witch once wanted to accept the little princess as a disciple, but the little princess was not happy about life and death. For this matter, the old witch was so angry that she almost found Zhuge to fight by the wind. However, she did not give up the idea of ​​accepting the little princess as a disciple, and every time she saw her, she always wanted to "speak with emotion and move with reason." The little princess was frightened, and she sneaked up every time she came to Kistler House.
After listening to Nalan Ruoshui's words, Chen Nan laughed endlessly. He didn't expect that this evil little witch was afraid and deflated. It was simply an anomaly.
Nalan Ruoshui also showed a faint smile in the corner of her mouth, which could make her such an indifferent woman smile. It can be imagined that the little devil must be "notorious" in the imperial capital.
One day, the master of the little princess, Zhuge, suddenly returned from the wind, and the imperial capital practitioners were in an uproar. Chen Nan was also surprised. He had seen the peerless cultivation practice of the master-level martial arts master who was almost Taoist. The shocking battle of Zhuge Chengfeng and the giant snake still made him fresh in memory.
Zhuge really saw the legendary unicorn in the downwind mountain range. Numerous practitioners rushed to the unicorn crazy, and everyone wanted to tame the beast. Even those who know that they are hopeless, have stepped forward and tried to push the waves to help kill the beast, so that they can get a half-claw and go back to refining the medicine.
Zhuge was watching by the wind and cold, he knew the power of the mythical beast, and it was not something ordinary people could deal with. A saint snake that failed to transform the dragon had already stretched him, let alone this legendary mythical beast. Sure enough, as expected, the Unicorn Beast was not panic when facing the siege of hundreds of people. It opened its mouth and spit out a large flame. The high temperature of the flame was scary. The first group of people just rushed up and was burnt with a fly.
Zhuge Chengfeng wanted to leave, but Kirin just stared at him, and the beast could also sense the strong ones in the crowd. For these intruders who broke into the ancient cave and awakened it, it was deeply hostile, and it stepped on the fire and rushed towards Zhuge in the first wind.
The battle of Zhuge by the wind and the mythical beast is extremely fierce. Countless people from the unicorn have been traumatized by the pond fish, or have been penetrated by the sword gas, or burned to ashes by the raging flames, countless people died. In the end, Zhuge was invincible by the wind, severely wounded and escaped, and escaped from the Luofeng Mountain in the most dangerous.
Only one-twelfth of people successfully escaped from the danger zone. This incident caused an uproar on the mainland. More cultivators who advanced into the deep wind mountain range wanted to tame the unicorn as a mount. Especially those dragon knights in the western continent, after hearing this, their interest in unicorn far exceeded that of the giant dragon. Dozens of powerful dragon knights have rushed from various countries to the Luofeng Mountain Range.
Zhuge Chengfeng only briefly said this thing again, but the danger is imaginable. The war must be more intense than that of the serpent.
The little princess was extremely dissatisfied with this matter, bulging her mouth and muttering: "I haven't seen such a good show. It is really a pity. It is hard for the old man to be ugly. I didn't actually see his stink."
After Zhuge took the wind back to explain some things, he left in a hurry and healed the wound. If he was allowed to hear the complaints of the baby apprentice, he would spit out another blood.
Since then, the Kirin incident has been boiling on the mainland for more than a month, and countless practitioners have returned to the feathers until the Kirin disappeared from the falling wind mountain. This matter came to an end.
Since the Chennan family's Xuan Gong stepped into the third day, he could leave at any time, but he was not in a hurry at this time. In addition to receiving "treatment", he was devoted to learning the common Chinese characters.
Time flies, and two months later, his skill still shows no sign of "recovery". However, he has mastered the texts commonly used in the mainland today, which surprised Nalan Ruoshui. He did not expect him to have such a talent in writing.
Chennan read all kinds of history books madly, the official history, the wild history ... all turned over by him.
Every time he thinks of the demon cemetery, he feels throbbing in his heart. He was resurrected from that ancient cemetery. He cares very much about its past and desperately wants to know all its secrets. Chen Nan had an unusually strong feeling that the unbelievable mystery of the earth ten thousand years ago was not annihilated in history.
He vainly attempted to find traces of historical facts in the history books, but he was disappointed that various historical materials were limited to major events within five thousand years and could not be traced back to ten thousand years ago.
Nalan Ruoshui was surprised that he was so interested in history, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why does Chen Chen have a special liking for history, and there are so many poetry verses in Qi Shi Mansion, why have you never seen you?"
Chen Nan smiled awkwardly and said, "This ... Although poetry has a long-term mood and cultivates people's sentiments, I still feel that history is more engaging and makes people feel the tremor of the soul. I used to be illiterate, no What books have I read, I never know that the mainland has such a magnificent past, the rise and fall of a powerful empire, the prosperity and decline of an excellent nation ... The ups and downs of five thousand years, the splendor of five thousand years ... … It's emotional and shocking!

Nalan Ruoshui's eyes flashed a strange look, smiled and said: "Chen Gongzi has a lot of emotions, it seems that the harvest is not small!"
Chennan felt ashamed for a while, but he didn't expect him to speak nonsense, but actually expressed some seemingly rewarding emotions.
"You have been able to read the history of the mainland in just two months of literacy, which is really admirable!" Nalan Ruoshui praised with a smile on his face.
Chen Nan saw that Nalan Ruosui was in a good mood at this time. He said what had been calculated in his heart: "Miss Nalan, I have read all the history books in the palace of Kishi, can you let me go to the palace with you? Have a look at the classics room? "
Nalan Ruo looked at him in surprise, and said, "Are you really so interested in history? The book room of the palace is very tightly guarded. I have to rely on being a good friend with Princess Yue before I can get in. If I bring one more I ’m afraid it ’s difficult for people. However, you can give it a try. If you can be accompanied by Princess Yu, things might be easier to handle. "
Mentioning the little devil, Chen Nan had a headache. He quickly shook his head and said, "No, I'm still watching poetry and vocabulary in Kishi Mansion."
"It doesn't matter, I will go to Princess Yu tomorrow."
"No, no ... I'm determined not to read it. After reading so much history, I have a headache."
"Hehe ..." Although Nalan Ruo was not cold and frosty when she was level, she rarely showed a smile. At the moment, the flowery smile is particularly moving, like the spring water, making people's hearts ripple.
Chennan lost his mind for a while, and Nalan Ruoshui interrupted his reverie with the next words.
"You can rest assured, I will never go to Princess Yu, even to find Her Royal Highness Princess Yue, Princess Yu is notoriously difficult, I don't want to trouble myself."
Chen Nangan smiled and said, "I didn't expect Her Royal Highness to be famous. I thought I had a headache for her."
In the evening, Chen Nan lay in bed and recalled the experience of the past two months. Everything was like a drama. He actually became a hermit in Chu. In the past two months, his greatest achievement was that he learned the common characters of the mainland here. He completely integrated with this society.
The next day, Nalan Ruoshui had a smile on his face and said to Chen Nan: "Princess Moon has already greeted the manager of the classics room. After a while, I will go with you for acupuncture."
Chen Nan was overjoyed. After the acupuncture, he followed Nalan Ruoshui out of Kishi Mansion. A dozen samurai guards were around a luxurious carriage. Nalan Ruoshui greeted him to get in the car together. Chen Nan thanked him. He smelled the intoxicating fragrance along the way and soon came to the Imperial City.
The imperial palace is forbidden, civilian officials get off the chair, and military officers get off the horse. No one except the royal family can enjoy special treatment. Inside the palace, the towers of the palace are scattered high and low, and are magnificent and magnificent. Chen Nan turned left and right inside the palace with Nalan Ruoshui and came to a grand hall.
The person in charge here is a 40-year-old Hanlin bachelor. Since Chu Yue had informed in advance, he didn't say much.
The classics in the hall are like mountains, but they are scattered and arranged in rows and columns, neatly arranged.
Chennan skipped poetry, skipped stars, skipped medicine in the ocean-like library ... went straight to the front of the library marked with history. Looking at the nearly 10,000 volumes of books inside, he felt dizzy for a while, so many years and months before he could finish reading so many books, it was too much.
He patiently searched in the sea of ​​books. He only looked at the first page of each book. If the content is the history of nearly five thousand years, he will be "returned to the home".
In the following days, Chen Nan and Nalan Ruoshui traveled between Kishi Mansion and the Royal Classical Book Room every day. He was reading the history books in a boring way every day.
One day, Chen Nan took out a book from the bookshelf and opened it to a modern font. He didn't want to think about it, so he put it to the original place. However, the words "Cultivation Class" on the cover caught his attention, and he returned his hand back halfway.
He opened the book and wanted to take a rough look, but soon after, he was deeply attracted. This is a book about the grading of the strength of cultivators. Although monks, magicians, oriental warriors and western warriors each have their own standard of division, in order to compare their strengths, they are divided from low to high Five ranks. However, the lowest-ranked ones mentioned above are also masters of the masters. The people who can get on the ranks are all powerful and powerful. The general masters are not within the scope of this book.
Through the introduction in the book, he has a certain understanding of the strength of today's mainland advanced practitioners.
The monks are the most mysterious. Because they rarely shot, the outside world is quite controversial about the division of their strength. They simply divide their cultivation realm into: foundation, nourishing gas, condensing Hua, Jiedan, Yuanying. However, the book notes that there may be a higher realm above this. It is said that its highest realm leads directly to the realm of the fairy road, but no one has seen this kind of person.
Magicians can be divided according to their strength: quasi-magician, intermediate magician, advanced magician, grand magician, magister.
The realm of Eastern martial arts can be divided into: refining refined gas, congenital realm, sword gas emergence, refining gasification god, and God solidifying gas. In addition, it is mentioned in the book that someone has surpassed these five realms, and the unrivalled abilities of the whole world are unimaginable and almost psychic.
Western warriors can be divided into: swordsman, sword master, sword leader, sword saint, sword according to their strength. In addition, there is a special kind of cultivator in the Western martial arts-dragon knight. The tyrannical warrior and the powerful dragon combine together. They have super terrifying destructive power. Yalong Knight, Dragon Knight, Holy Dragon Knight.
Different types of cultivators are divided into five equal ranks, so that their strengths are comparable. Generally speaking, the strengths of the same ranks are similar. But monks and magicians obviously have an advantage over warriors. When their opponents are weaker than them and below their ranks, they can use their strengths to directly control the vitality between heaven and earth and carry out large-scale attacks. Opponents carried out indiscriminate attacks.
If you divide the ranks according to the strength described in the book, most of the warriors are blocked from the door of the rank master. Although everyone can practice martial arts, the vast majority of people are not able to cultivate to a high level, and only a small number of talents can be ranked masters.
Although monks and magicians have high requirements for physique, resulting in a small number of these people, most of these people are masters of ranks. Obviously, the physique of cultivators is closely related to their future achievements. Overall, the number of rank masters of the four cultivators is similar.
Chen Nanhe took a breath and finally understood the strength and rank of the practitioners in this world. However, he believes that the highest level of the cultivator is more than the fifth order. According to his knowledge, the cultivation behavior of his father Chen Zhan at that time has far exceeded the fifth-order cultivation realm of the Eastern Wushu.
He objectively estimated his own strength and rank. His family biography Xuan Gong has entered the third level. He was just able to urge the sword gas outside the body, barely able to be regarded as a third-order cultivator, coming on the mainland Say, already a real master.
Discovered this book by accident, which made Chen Nan feel a lot of benefits.
In the next few days, he met a strange old man in the library. The old man was very old, his eyes were muddy and dull, his teeth had fallen, his wrinkled skin was like crumpled paper balls, and there were dozens of thin hairs on the top of his bare head.
Chen Nan was shocked when he saw the old man. He thought that a certain grievance would not dissipate after his death, so he swindled the corpse from the coffin. Out of politeness, he smiled and greeted every time he saw the old man, but he never spoke.
On this day, Chen Nan was looking at the history book dullly. An old voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Young people, love history so much."
Chen Nan almost jumped up. The strange old man, like a ghost, came silently and less than a foot behind him. He secretly blamed himself for reading too much.
"Yeah, I like it more, but it seems that there are no special ancient books here. It dates back to five thousand years at the earliest."
"Oh, do you like reading ancient books? Can you understand the text above?"
"Well, I have some attainments on ancient writings, and almost all ancient books can be understood." He raised the book in his hands and said, "Look, this is the text from four thousand years ago, although it is more complicated than the current text, but It ’s still discernible.
Chen Nan did n’t lie. He was really sensitive to the text. In addition, the common text on the mainland now evolved from the ancient text of the original fairy continent. It ’s not difficult to distinguish these in the middle. Excessive text.
Chennan had an illusion, as if to see a green light flash from the old man's cloudy eyes.
The old man asked, "Why do you like to read ancient books?"
Chennan Road: "I am more interested in ancient myths and legends, I want to learn one or two from ancient books."
The old man laughed, and Chen Nan heard it, and felt very good.
"Young people, if you really can understand ancient books, I will lead you to another library, where there are real ancient documents, far longer than the books here."
Chen Nan was overjoyed, and at the same time he began to guess the identity of the old man. He had already seen that the old man was never an ordinary person, otherwise he would never be able to lead him into another library.
Walked through the front hall, and the two walked towards the back hall. The back hall was extremely quiet, pushing the heavy door open. Rows of bookshelves appeared in front of Chen Nan's eyes.
Since entering the first step of the ancient bookstore, Chen Nan has felt a subtle and strange fluctuation, the fluctuation is like a trickle, like a light breeze, if there is nothing, it is elusive.
"Halo! Is it that the ancient books here are not refined, how can there be such fluctuations?" Now Chennan's body is completely forbidden, the spiritual consciousness is restored, and the sense of the outside world is far more sensitive than ordinary people.
The old man seemed to be unaware, saying: "Look, here are all ancient books, and most of them are worthless orphans. If you can understand it, this is undoubtedly a treasure."
"Treasure?" Chen Nan was a little puzzled.
The old man said: "There are many books on martial arts, magic, medicine, poison, etc., many of which are lost masterpieces. The Royal sent someone to organize and compile these ancient books, and only a small part of them can be translated. I do n’t know how deep your knowledge of ancient writing is. If you are better than those bachelors of the Hanlin Academy ... "
Chennan did not wait for him to finish, so he plunged into the pile of books.
For several days, he wandered through the ancient history, which surprised Nalan if she was surprised, she accidentally learned that Chen Nan could read the ancient books, she opened her mouth in surprise. When Chen Nan gave her a medical classic compiled from ancient books, Nalan Ruoshui shouted with excitement: "Oh my god," I'm a Sacred Handbook, I'm not dreaming. "She was happy. The son embraced Chen Nan.
Felt the soft body, Chen Nan was intoxicated for a while, he backhanded to Nalan Ruoshui, but the delicate body quickly left him, and spread a light smile in the distance. Since then, whenever Chen Nan saw Nalan Ruoshui's smile, he couldn't help but burst of heartbeat.
"Do you find another medical book today to sort it out and give it to her?"
"Boy, what an idiot, look at your unlucky appearance, it really makes my old man ashamed to be a man with you." The old poisonous monster grabbed his arm on the courtyard wall and showed his head, striking in a timely manner.
"Dead old man, you peeped at me again, it was so perverted and disgusting. Beware of buying a firecracker, lit it and thrown it into your yard." As he became more familiar, Chen Nan and the old poison monster gradually started It's a joke, and later they will sneer at each other. But for a long time, he did not dare to play with the old witch. The old witch exchanged in his east yard and back yard, which made him tremble.
"You dare! If you firecrackers, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I will let you break the intestines in seven steps, break the soul in ten steps, dissolve the flesh in 13 steps, and invisible in 15 steps."
"Don't be a perverted old man." Chen Nan froze for a while and quickly walked outside the house of Kishi. Today, Nalan Ruoshui did not give him acupuncture and moxibustion. He said that he would study him carefully after finishing "The Doctor's Handbook".
Chen Nan came to the ancient library, the old man had already arrived.
"Young people are good. It seems that you really have some attainments in ancient writings. You can really understand those ancient books. Today, my old man will trouble you."
"Oh, old people please say that if I can help, I will definitely help."
The old man took out an old book with a yellow color from his arms and placed it on the table. After taking over the paper, he brushed it and started to write it. After a while, the whole paper was full.
"Well, can you help me translate the content on this paper?"
Chennan took a look, and those words were not smooth at all, saying: "Old man, these sentences don't work, you made a mistake."
The old man said: "Although you translate, you don't have to worry about it. Can you translate three for me every day?"
"Yes, no problem." Chen Nan secretly said: "This old guy's suspicion is really heavy. Actually broke up the sentence and let me translate it. I want to keep it confidential. What kind of book is this?"
He had no good feelings for the old man before, knowing that this old man was hitting his idea from the beginning, and the fundamental purpose was to ask him to translate this book.
The text on the paper, according to Chen Nan's estimate, should be the font of six or seven thousand years ago. There were only a few crosses, but it contained some words that made Chen Nan sensitive, such as "god" and "corpse", which made him more curious about the book.