Chapter 43: Someone slays Huanglong

(Another five thousand words chapter)
"Yanling has no shortage of famous mountains and rivers. This dynasty that sits on nearly one-third of the mountains and rivers has stood in the world for thousands of years. If nothing else, it can be deduced to six thousand in the annals of Yanling historian. Years ago, Yanling had a million soldiers, and there were countless outstanding leaders in the army. In fact, as long as the Yanling emperor was willing, there would be no other countries in Yanling, but such a dynasty still You have to be controlled by that academic palace. It can be seen that no matter how strong and powerful the secular dynasties are, they will also have to bow their heads and obey orders when they meet monks. Even if Zhou is a bit sturdy, it will definitely end badly. Without Zhou Guo, the next second and third time may not be able to survive."
Going all the way north, Li Fuyao and Qinghuai occasionally talked about the current situation of their mountain and river in order to relieve the boredom of the journey. But today, after talking about the relationship between Yanling and Xuegong, Li Fuyao seemed a little abnormal. I didn't care, I just thought about the reason why he was born in Luoyang City and spent many years in Baiyu Town.
Li Fuyao, who had been silent for a long time, said calmly: "The monks are outsiders, and the secular dynasty can't control them, but they can always do their own things, but there are always some monks who will do harm to the world, such as those on the Lobsang River. For this, the secular dynasty I can't deal with it, let alone the small remote country like Dazhou."
Qinghuai whispered: "You can't do anything about this. The only thing you can do is to go further along the way of the sword. If one day you can reach the height of that sword fairy, you will naturally be able to protect it. Zhou Guo, believe me, no matter whether it’s mountains or rivers or demon land, whether it’s the masters of academies and Taoist temples or those who are not born in the world, no one is willing to provoke a sword fairy, especially for a small country. This kind of price, Whether it is a saint or a big demon, they are unwilling to try. Jianshan survives the world. If the three religions insisted on destroying the last inheritance of this swordsman line, Chao Qingqiu would go with the twelve saints one person and one sword. It makes sense, but it’s not that the saints can’t do anything with this sword fairy. It’s just that the saints care about how to become a fairy, how are they willing to lose the opportunity to become a fairy for a sword fairy? Of course, if one day the sword fairy If the twelve saints become immortals first, it is really unprepared. If nothing else, you mountain and river swordsman should be no one daring to provoke them. After all, a sword immortal who has transcended the realm of the sea, Where is the saint's strength."
Li Fu shook his head and looked at the broken hatchet behind him. He moved in his heart. He didn't let out any rhetoric about it. Now he hasn't walked to the sword mountain, nor has he really gone up the mountain as Chen Sheng said. Going down the mountain again, he can't be called a true swordsman. To put it more directly, he doesn't even have a sword now, so he can be regarded as a swordsman. It’s just that these days I always hear the sword fairy’s name, and know that he is probably on that sword mountain now. Li Fuyao really wants to see this swordsman with his own power. A talented person who has a continuous line of orthodoxy. You must know that in the past six thousand years, the three religions in the mountains and rivers have intermittently stepped into the sea and became saints. Therefore, the mountains and rivers now have the condition of twelve saints. , But in the line of swordsmen, since the end of the battle six thousand years ago, there has been only one Chao Qingqiu. The path of the sword is rugged and difficult. But the more so, the more it can explain that the sword fairy has How amazing it is.
There is such a senior standing in the distance on the road of self-cultivation, who is proud of himself.
Although he made up his mind not to enter Luoyang City, when I waited to bypass the city far away, I could still see some outlines of the city, which evoked many thoughts of Li Fuyao. He was born in these three dynasties. One of the Yanling imperial capitals, the family background is not very good, but it is definitely worth mentioning. If there is no visit to the academic palace back then, if you want to take him to the academic palace to study, maybe he will be honest in this huge city. When he grows up, he might do other jobs later, but he probably inherited the family's small restaurant, worked as a young owner of the restaurant, then married a daughter-in-law, had a child, and passed on from generation to generation.
"Li Fuyao, what is that tall building?"
While he was absent-minded, Qing Huai suddenly pulled his sleeves and said, pointing to the male city in the distance.
Li Fuyao's cultivation level was low, and he couldn't see what was far away, but after listening to the word tall building, he knew that Qinghuai was referring to the star-catching building in Luoyang City. Because the other buildings in Luoyang City are not higher than the city wall, only this one is taller than the city wall, straight into the clouds, depending on the realm of the green locust, it is not surprising that it can be seen.
Li Fuyao answered, "The Star Picking Tower, the tallest building in Luoyang City, or the tallest building in the mountains and rivers. When the building was built, the Emperor Yanling once expropriated 800,000 civilians and built it in three years. The reason for the name Zengxinglou was probably because the Emperor Yanling felt that standing on the high platform on the top of the building, he could pick the stars with his hand. It was just a specific function. According to the idlers of Luoyang City, it should be a sacrifice to the sky. But I always feel it’s not that simple. When I was a kid, I went there once, but I didn’t go to the building. The court did not allow other idlers to wait for the building.

Before Li Fuyao finished his words, Qinghuai directly retorted: "The sacrifice to the sky is really absurd. Behind Yanling is the Yanling Xuegong, and behind the Xuegong is the Confucianism. Even if this building is to be used. Those who came to offer sacrifices must have wooden statues of several Confucian saints on the high platform."
Li Fuyao didn't know what the secrets were. He just smiled and talked about another thing, "In the year when I was selected for admission to the palace, there were no particularly brilliant children. There was a child named Li with better qualifications, but It’s never too good, so there was a saying in Luoyang City at that time that there was no second Li Zhaoxing in Luoyang City. It’s just that I don’t know who this Li Zhaoxing is, but it should be. Seniors who walked out of Luoyang City, maybe this star picking building was named after this senior."
After speaking, Li Fuyao didn't forget to add, "That kid with better aptitude is not me."
A smile appeared on Qing Huai's face and did not speak.
Li Fuyao didn't go to see her, and continued: "There are always some powerful characters in the story. You never want to be connected with those characters."
This time Qinghuai asked, "Then why can't you become that kind of powerful person? Li Fuyao is no worse than anyone!"
Hearing this, Li Fuyao was full of smiles, just like Qinghuai before.

After the Emperor Yanling went downstairs, he went straight back to the palace. As the decision maker of a dynasty, his burden was not light, and his own time was not too much. This dynasty needed him to make decisions every day. For example, the two things before him now, the issue of the army of Zhou Guo has already been decided on the Star Reaching Tower. Chen Guo and Zhou Guo will lose both. After that, no matter who wins or loses, he will let Yanling army serve. The tiger general in China went to re-insert the borders of these two countries on the flag of Yanling, and then wiped all the small countries in remote places from the mountains and rivers. These were originally the land of Yanling, but they were ignored in the past. Now it is natural to want to take it back. As for whether or not to send people to arrest the two, Emperor Yanling has not really decided. The dozen or so monks who are not in the Qingsi realm seem to be a lot of wealth to outsiders, but according to Emperor Yanling, In fact, not many. With such a vast mountain and river, his subordinates can only drive so many people. It's just that the face of the Dynasty is actually what he needs to consider.
According to the line report, the two people traveled all the way north, obviously they were going to step out of the territory of Yanling to reach the Dayu Dynasty, and there were no other actions that would endanger the foundation of Yanling.
After thinking about it for a long time, he wrote down his will at the table in the Imperial Study Room, and he was quickly sent to the yamen involved in the matter.
After instructing a few folds at the table, he lost the Zhubi and went to the imperial garden outside the imperial study room, slightly raised his head, a little helpless.
But when he looked up to the east, the Yanling Emperor's expression changed slightly, and unexpected expressions began to appear on his face.
After a while, he actually yelled as if he had lost his soul: "Mr. Changgu, you really are a great talent in the world!"

The upstairs of the Star Picking Tower, which is more than one hundred meters high, in the east of Luoyang City, is surging at this moment.
The top of the tall building was facing the sea of ​​clouds. It was originally quiet and peaceful. I don't know why, but now it is uncharacteristically. The whole sea of ​​clouds fluctuates, unpredictable, and shining in the sun.
Sitting on the high platform, Li Changgu's horizontal sword was on his knees with a calm expression. The volume of poems beside him was blown by the wind.
Lightning and thunder began to flash overhead.
The thunder sound seemed to be blasting in Li Changgu's ears. If I changed to an ordinary person, I was afraid that I would have been scared long ago.
The Star Picking Tower, which hadn't had such a sight for more than 70 years, did indeed happen now. The restrictions imposed by those academic palaces were shocked, and this situation has been achieved.
In the sea of ​​lightning and thundering clouds, there seemed to be a golden-yellow water dragon churning in the sea of ​​clouds, and it was even more dazzling in the sun.
During the tumbling, the water dragon, which was more than ten feet long, even hovered beside Li Changgu.
And the instigator just sat on the high platform, calm and silent.
Such a scene is really shocking.
Before the Emperor Yanling had come downstairs, Li Changgu said that one day he would break through this place with a sword. In fact, since he never went out of his body and traveled downstairs seven years ago, his realm has gradually stabilized. Even under this restriction, he has already reached the peak of the Taiqing realm with difficulty, and only half a step can cross that path again. Threshold, back to Chaomujing.
So after Emperor Yanling went downstairs, he tried to return to the evening, but he didn't expect that the prohibition of the Star Picking Tower would be activated. It turned out to be a dragon trapping him.
Looking at this golden dragon, Li Changgu smiled and said, "I have never seen a real dragon before, and Li Changgu doesn't even believe that there is such a thing in the world."
Sure enough, when Li Changgu said these words, it seemed to really anger the golden flood dragon. Although it didn't do anything, the distance surrounding Li Changgu was a little closer.
Li Changgu shook his head, and the iron sword suddenly came out of his arms.
With a clear sound, this ordinary iron sword, which can no longer be ordinary, went straight into the clouds, with boundless sword energy, facing the flood dragon.
The dragon's beard floats, seems to be asking Li Changgu how dare to make a sword in such a realm?
Li Changgu laughed heartily, "Why not dare?"
In fact, the Confucian monk's methods are much more effective than the swordsman's methods in the Stars Reaching Tower, but since Li Changgu left the school, he determined not to use the half-study skills, and at this moment he could only use the sword.
Looking at this yellow dragon, Li Changgu calmly said: "Today I am only in the morning and evening, and cannot go downstairs. But you also need to see how this sword is."
The voice did not fall.
The iron sword moved towards the huge dragon head of Huanglong.
With a sense of peace and sword.
Only when the iron sword and the dragon body met, a dazzling golden light burst out. The iron sword that was already rusted in this golden light actually began to fade away the rust, and the sword body became shiny.
This handle was originally just a discarded sword that Li Changgu picked up under a certain cliff and named it Kudayan, but now he is not afraid of that yellow dragon at all.
Li Changgu silently counted three numbers in his heart.
After counting the three, he stood up.
It was at this moment that the swordsman who had been trapped in this building for more than seventy years returned to the realm!
The whole building is a masterpiece of Jianqi.
Li Changgu held Ku Shidan and swung out a sword, and the sword light flashed.
The iron sword went deep into the dragon's neck, without scales flying horizontally, no blood bursting out, only the yellow dragon turned into golden light and slowly returned to the sea of ​​clouds.
Li Changgu stood holding a sword, with an expression that looked exactly like the way he walked out of the academy more than 70 years ago.
On that day, he stood at the foot of Jingkou Mountain and said to himself, "Since the end of the study is honourable, then I ask for a clear conscience."
Yes, the scholar who practiced swords halfway had never encountered a senior who taught him how to use swords. He just felt that he could use the sword to express his feelings directly, so he practiced the sword.
I didn't ask for anything else. In fact, the Academy trapped this man in this building and did not choose to behead him. One of the reasons was that he still hoped that one day he would be lost.
Standing on the high platform of this building, Li Changgu suddenly remembered the poem he wrote when he was young, and couldn't help but mutter it softly: "If you want to be a thousand miles away, take the light in your eyes. Temporarily tie the yellow horse, and the fairy will go up to the colored building."
After reading it, he smiled to himself: "Where is there any fairy in the sky?"

There are no classes in the academy on Jingkou Mountain today. In fact, there are quite a few days like this. After entering the academy, students mostly study with their husbands. The time for class together is really not much. No class today is nothing. Weird.
A few days ago, Gu Yuan, the seed of reading in the Academy, broke through introspection and stepped on Qingsi in front of the Sacrifice Hall. After so many days, everyone in the Academy was talked about by everyone in the Academy. In addition, the scholar who climbed the mountain before. After climbing the mountain, he became a handyman in the library, which also caused a lot of fluctuations. You know, this is a handyman, but the handyman in the library is no better than the handyman in other places. The uncle Zhou Xuance in charge of the library It’s a terrifying generation, and holds such treasures as the library of books. There are many students on the mountain hoping to get the eyes of this person. When the time comes, not to mention the handyman, even to pour the tea for the teacher every day. However, it is a pity that the uncle has a strange temperament. He has been reluctant to allow outsiders to set foot in this place for all these years. Now he has finally made an exception. It is naturally a bit surprising that he is a scholar of Zhou Dynasty who is only climbing.
In the afternoon today, Huang Jin walked out of the library and came to an open space in front of him. He found out a manuscript of a poem he had uncovered in the library. He had read this manuscript when he was cleaning the library. I saw one sentence: I have a fascination, and the rooster uttered a white world.
I thought it was really good, so after I was busy, I took this poem out and looked at it. Only after turning a few pages, Zhou Xuance, who had closed his eyes and rested under a tree in the distance, said leisurely: "This The original owner of this poem is not seen by the academy. If you want to see it, you can only hide it and read it by yourself. It’s okay if you are seen by other students. They don’t know the old things, but if you are seen by other gentlemen and masters, you The kid might have to suffer a little too."
Hearing this, Huang Jin’s thoughts were completely absent from this poem. He turned around and looked at the scary Shishu Zhou, who was said to be a senior. He smiled and asked, "Master Zhou, then write this poem. The senior of, really did something wrong?"
Zhou Xuance didn't open his eyes, and smiled: "Isn't it right? It's hard to tell, but even if that guy did ten thousand things right, he would be very wrong when he did the last thing."
Huang Jin said, "Students listen with respect."
Zhou Xuance said patiently: "That guy came up the mountain like you, but before climbing, he walked thousands of miles from Luoyang City to this Jingkou Mountain. He is eight years old, so even after he climbs the mountain, the old man wants to accept him as a student. After all, not everyone is the lucky kid from Yanyu. Anyone who travels down the mountain can meet a reading seed. The old man wants to accept students. But no one dared to rob the old man, but was rejected by the boy. Do you dare to think that an eight-year-old child would dare to reject the old man? Well, being rejected is not a bad thing, so the old man looked at this boy How far can I go, dare to be bold enough to refuse the old man, but the later I feel that this kid is really some kind of way, and I remember that before he went down the mountain, he was already in the morning and evening. Such a talent, but also a little proud The capital. It’s just that this kid is too stubborn. When he saw something wrong in the academy, he paranoidly felt that reading was useless and turned to practice sword. The kendo is the most rugged and the road ahead is far away. The old man didn’t know what this kid was doing. Naturally, it was a big mistake. As for the end, this kid had no regrets, so he was imprisoned. Thinking about it carefully, it has been more than 70 years. I know if that guy has regrets upstairs."
Huang Jin said in surprise: "According to what Shishu Zhou said, practicing swordsman did something wrong?"
Zhou Xuance angrily said: "It's not a wrong thing, but the old man is a little angry that this kid has chosen a small road by himself."
Huang Jin laughed, and still liked the temper of the uncle.
Zhou Xuance sighed: "He had the opportunity to go further and further on this road of cultivation. Even if he becomes the fifth saint of Confucianism in the future, the old man is not surprised at all. It is a pity in the end."
Huang Jin suddenly interjected, "If that senior doesn't feel it a pity."
Zhou Xuance was stunned suddenly, yes, according to the boy's temperament, he left school after he left school, and he stopped reading if he didn't study. How could it be a pity.
After a while, Zhou Xuance turned his head to look at Huang Jin and threatened: "Don't blame the old man for not reminding you. If you guys are obsessed with your heart one day, you have to practice some sword. Don't blame the old man for sending you to him. Companionship."
Huang Jin didn't care about this. "It doesn't have the grandeur of that predecessor. It's just that being able to meet that predecessor is very good after all."

The vision above the Star Picking Tower is shrouded by the restrictions imposed by the Academy, but outsiders can’t really see it. Even the people in Luoyang City just think that the star picking building is a storm, and there is no Huanglong in sight. Ten miles away, Li Fuyao and Qinghuai were even more indistinct, but when Li Changgu took out the sword before, Li Fuyao suddenly felt something. He looked at the Star Picking Tower over there and muttered: "How do you think that sword fairy nearby?"