The West-Hill Divine Palace commanded the hundreds of millions of believers of Haotian Taoism in the world and worshiped the spirit. They needed to stand on the soil of reality, especially the Judicial Department, which was the most realistic place in the Divine Hall. Ye Hongyu's future as the Grand Master was covered with a layer of gloomy dust after her repeated failures in the Wilderness. That was why her subordinates, who used to be in awe of her, dared to talk about her in private now, and she became quiet.
There was a simple Taoist temple deep in the mountains in the south. Not many people knew about this Taoist temple, and the old plaque outside the Taoist temple said "Zhishou". Different from the West-Hill Divine Palace that ruled the world, the Zhishou Abbey, hidden behind the history of Haotian Taoism, did not care about the secular world.
There were seven huts by the lake in the Zhishou Abbey, which enshrined the legendary seven volumes of the Tomes of Arcane. The fourth hut was already in a state of emptiness. It had never been able to bring back the "Ming" Handscroll that was lost in the Wilderness. The thatch on the eaves seemed to be withered and decayed. The other six huts seemed to be infected by the aura of the Tomes of Arcane. The golden thatch on the eaves seemed to be carved out of gold, reflecting the sunlight and exuding a sense of luxury and solemnity, which made people want to kneel on the ground and never rise again.
On the agarwood table in the first hut by the lake, there was an ancient book with a cover as black as blood. This ancient book was so thick that it looked like a piece of natural black blood stone. It was the "Ri" Handscroll of the Tomes of Arcane.
The black cover and snow-white pages made this Heavenly Book release a feeling that made people's hearts palpitate.
The "Ri" Handscroll on the table had been opened, and it was even more likely that it had never been closed for thousands of years. The first page was completely blank, and the second page was on the right. The name of the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai, was clearly displayed at the top. Not far from the horizontal were the two words "Jun Mo", and around it were words like "Ye Tang".
A cool breeze blew in from the window and flipped the pages of the book like an invisible hand. It quickly flipped through the Heavenly Tome and came to the last page.
Last summer, Ning Que's name had appeared here after he successfully climbed to the top of the Academy and comprehended Talisman Taoism on a stormy night. But now his name had disappeared. The paper was as white as snow.
The wind from the lake lingered between the beams and pillars of the hut. When it met the walls, it turned back and flowed to the agarwood table. It began to turn the pages again, but this time it was turning from the back to the front.
The pages of the book were turning very fast. Occasionally, he could see two or three names clearly, such as Lyu Qingchen. But most of the time, he could only vaguely see a few single characters, such as Liu and He.
The wind on the lake flipped the 'Ri' Handscroll and finally came to the position of the first few thin sheets of paper. The paper was densely covered with names, which looked as beautiful and complicated as the patterns of flowers and plants.
Prince Long Qing's name was in the corner of the page, but the handwriting was so dim that it seemed that it would seep into the soft paper at any time and disappear. Tang Xiaotang's name appeared in another corner of the page. The handwriting was erratic and sloppy. Mo Shanshan's name appeared in the middle of the paper. The handwriting was quiet and smooth.
The names of Wang Jinglue, Monk Guan Hai, and many others could be seen on the paper, making it look a little messy. Only the top of the paper, near the edge, was blank. Only Ye Hongyu's name was in that blank space.
Ye Hongyu's name appeared lonely and proud there. The handwriting was so thick and dense that it seemed that it was going to emerge from the paper and fly away with the wind from the lake. The top stroke of the word "Yu" had even gone beyond the edge of the page. It was like a sharp Taoist Sword stabbing into the front page.
Ning Que's name appeared inconspicuously in the bottom right corner of the paper.
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In the early morning, on the meadow outside the Academy in the southern suburbs of Chang 'an, Mo Shanshan looked at Ning Que and said softly, "I'll write to you when I return to the Great River. But your name doesn't look good no matter how I write it."
Looking at the girl's eyelashes shining in the morning light, Ning Que said, "We're not leaving Chang 'an right away. Why does it feel like we're saying goodbye? We'll write to each other when you return to Ink Lake. But I'm thinking that I can take Sangsang to the Great River to see you when the Headmaster of the Academy comes back."
Mo Shanshan lowered her head and looked at her shoes that were sticking out of her skirt. She thought to herself that this person probably never noticed her habit of speaking. However, what right did she have to change his habit?
The two walked on the meadow. Under Ning Que's introduction, Mo Shanshan followed him to visit the Academy. Then they walked through the wetland and the old library, through the thick fog, and came to the cliff.
Just like when Ning Que came to the Back Mountain of the Academy for the first time, the Calligraphy Addict was also shocked by the beautiful cliff, the peaceful lake, the mountains, and the waterfall in the distance. She looked at the scenery in front of her and said, "Is this the real Academy?"
Ning Que said, "If the Second floor of the Academy is the real Academy, then this is it."
Mo Shanshan said softly, "For cultivators, the Unknown Place is above the clouds and out of the secular world. They can't touch it. Although the Academy is the only holy land that connects both worlds, how many people can come here and see the scenery with their own eyes? I didn't expect that after meeting you, I would enter the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine first and then come to the Back Mountain of the Academy. I'm really lucky. "
Ning Que stood beside her and looked at the lake and mountains in front of him. Hearing her soft sigh, he felt proud and happy. He said, "You met me, and there will be many more lucky things in the future."
Although he said it casually, there was a hint of sweetness in it. If they stayed together for a long time, there would naturally be more. Mo Shanshan was not used to this situation. She lowered her head shyly and said nothing.
Ning Que had always been thick-skinned, but he was not embarrassed at all. He took her to the mirror lake and said, "I will take you to see Seventh Sister. Except for her, the other Senior Brothers all like to play hide-and-seek. It is really difficult to find her."
Mo Shanshan thought to herself, "Is this the Sect to visit?" She could not help but feel a little nervous. She looked down at the mountain road under her feet and slowly followed him. She said softly, "Is it inappropriate for you to bring outsiders into the Academy?"
As a man, the most appropriate answer at this time should be … You are not an outsider.
However, Ning Que was thick-skinned and good at talking, but he had no experience in love and seriously lacked ability. Hearing Shanshan's worry, he answered honestly, "Eldest Brother has already taken you as his sworn sister. What is there to be afraid of in the Academy? And it is Eldest Brother who asked me to bring you here today. Otherwise, I would not be so bold. "
When he crossed the Mirror Lake, he greeted Seventh Sister and chatted with her for a while. Then he went to visit Fourth Brother and Sixth Brother in the iron-making house by the stream. Sixth Brother, who was used to being half-naked, was startled when he saw Ning Que suddenly bringing a beautiful little girl in. He hurriedly put on a coat faster than he swung the hammer. Fourth Brother, on the other hand, sat silently by the window and deduced, as if he had seen nothing.
The iron-forging house was unbearably hot and full of steam. Thinking that Shanshan was after all a girl who loved beauty, Ning Que only wanted to talk with her for a while and then leave. Unexpectedly, when Shanshan saw Fourth Brother's deduction by the window, she refused to leave. Instead, she walked over and squatted down to carefully look at the talisman lines on the sand table. Her expression became more and more serious.
Ning Que's expression slightly changed and walked to the window to watch together. After a long time, Fourth Brother raised his head and glanced at the girl squatting beside the sand table. He indifferently asked, "You also know talisman?
Asking Calligraphy Addict if she knew talisman was equivalent to asking a butcher if he knew how to kill pigs or asking a hunter if he knew how to walk the mountain road. Ning Que knew Fourth Brother's character and was worried that Shanshan would be angry. He hurriedly said, "Senior Brother, she is Calligraphy Addict."
"Oh, so you are Calligraphy Addict." Fourth Brother looked at Mo Shanshan and repeated, "Then do you know talisman?"
Ning Que was completely speechless.
Among the three Addicts in the world, Mo Shanshan had always been known as a quiet and virtuous woman. She was not angry at all but just a little confused. She looked up at Ning Que and remembered his answer in the Wilderness that day. She could not help but smile and said, "A little."
Fourth Brother pointed at Ning Que and asked, "How are you compared with him?"
Mo Shanshan did not think and said without hesitation, "Much better than him."
Ning Que became more speechless and felt his self-esteem was hurt.
Fourth Brother nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then you are indeed qualified to see my deduction."
Mo Shanshan looked at the talisman lines moving slowly on the sand table and asked uncertainly, "Is this really deduction algorithm?"
Fourth Brother said, "If it weren't for the deduction algorithm, how could you be so fascinated by it?"
Mo Shanshan said in surprise, "But my master said that the River and Mountain Sandbox deduction algorithm has been lost for many years."
Fourth Brother shook his head and said, "The River and Mountain Sandbox deduction algorithm was indeed lost in the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Empire. But less than 40 years later, Ying Shanren, the seventh Patriarch of Black Ink Garden, and a sage of the Academy studied it for six years and re-established the standard of deduction algorithm. Later, the two sages spent their whole lives to recast the River and Mountain Sandbox. Since your master, the Master of Calligrapher, is the successor of Ying Shanren, how could he not know these things?"
Mo Shanshan stared blankly at the ordinary sand table in front of her, wondering if it was really the legendary River and Mountain Sandbox. Looking at the two lines on the sand table that seemed to be always parallel but actually disturbed each other, she frowned slightly and said, "Is it deducing the initial value between the Fixed Talisman Intent and the fluctuation of pneuma?"
Fourth Brother didn't expect that the little girl could see through the content of his deduction with just a glance. His expression slightly changed and he said with great interest, "Do you also study this?"
Mo Shanshan looked at the sand table attentively and said, "A little, but I didn't think that I could deduce it out of thin air."
Fourth Brother looked at her with a look of approval. He really appreciated the girl's concentration when studying Talisman Taoism. He turned to Ning Que and said unhappily, "Hurry up and bring a stool here. Do you want Miss Shanshan to squat like this all the time?"
Ning Que felt very innocent, but he continued to be silent and brought a stool over.
Mo Shanshan didn't thank him or even look at him. She directly sat on the stool, holding her chin and focusing on the sand table. She occasionally discussed with Fourth Brother and then continued to focus on the sand table.
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