Suddenly, the chirping of the birds in the forest disappeared without a trace. Perhaps it was because they knew that someone even noisier than them had arrived. Seeing Tang Thirty-Six appear in front of the monolith hut, Chen Changsheng felt that it was rather strange. According to the routine of the past few days, this guy should not have been willing to leave the Heavenly Tome Monoliths until it was late in the evening.
"Do you know who those two people are?" Tang Thirty-Six looked in the direction of the mountain path and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"I don't know where they came from, two ….." Chen Chang Sheng thought about his words and said, "people who don't know what they are."
Tang Thirty Six saw the expression on his face and realized that he really didn't care about the ridicule and ridicule from the two people. He said angrily, "Even if they are ignorant people, do you think they don't care?"
Chen Chang Sheng said, "Don't talk about this, why did you come out?"
Tang Thirty Six finally remembered what he came here for. He stared into his eyes and said proudly, "I saw the third monument."
Chen Chang Sheng was stunned and said, "Didn't that happen the day before yesterday?"
Tang Thirty Six was obviously not satisfied with his reaction. He raised his voice and said, "The important thing is, I am about to break through the state."
Chen Chang Sheng was startled for a second, then a happy smile appeared on his face. He said sincerely, "Really? That's great. "
Tang Thirty-Six said helplessly, "I'm about to surpass you, do you understand?"
"I've been waiting for this day." Chen Chang Sheng's face was filled with joy, he took out a medicine box from his bosom and handed it over to him, saying: "Inside are instructions on how to take the medicine. Breaking through to the Ethereal Opening realm is a major event, you can't be careless. Which medicine to take at each step, the dosage to take each time, you must not make any mistakes. Tonight, I will ask Zhexiu to help keep an eye on it."
Inside the box were the pills that Luo Luo asked the priests of the Li Palace to make before the Great Examination. The pills used were the precious herbs that he and Tang Thirty Six stole from the Hundred Herb Garden and the rare herbs that Luo Luo asked her clansmen to prepare. These pills were specifically used to help Meditation Realm xiuzhe break through to the Ethereal Opening Realm. In terms of medicinal strength, they wouldn't lose to Scholartree Manor's Rising Heaven Pill.
Tang Thirty Six was speechless as he held the medicine box. He had wanted to motivate this guy, but how did the conversation end up like this? Suddenly, he thought, with Chen Chang Sheng's behavior, could it be that he had truly given up on comprehending the Monoliths? Thinking of this, his mood instantly became heavy.
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The atmosphere of Spring became increasingly clear and the flocks of Snow Geese returning to the Capital from the Great Western Continent increased. Twenty days had already passed since the Three Grades of this year's Grand Examination had entered the Mausoleum of Books. In this period of time, people had successively solved the Reflecting Monolith. Only Chen Chang Sheng continued to sit in front of the monolith hut every day. Compared to its initial liveliness, the current monolith hut seemed very deserted.
Gou Hanshi believed that there really was something wrong with his state of mind. Even Tang Thirty-Six and Zhexiu had begun to lose confidence in him, and the Monolith Guardians who had always been secretly watching him had already lost interest in him, let alone the other monolith viewers. When they looked at his figure outside the monolith hut, they could not conceal the ridicule on their faces.
The situation in the Mausoleum of Books was accurately transmitted to the capital. The fact that Chen Changsheng still had not succeeded in comprehending the monoliths brought about many different reactions. In the Divine General of the East's estate, Madam Xu threw a rare temper at Xu Shi Ji. She said that the family banquet should have been delayed for a few more days. Xu Shi Ji remained silent and smashed a precious Ru kiln porcelain cup. The atmosphere in the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education became somewhat oppressive. Every day, Mei Li Sha would close his eyes and lie down in the room filled with plum blossoms, as if he was sleeping. However, Priest Xin had already clearly heard the old man mutter to himself several times with slight regret, "Did we push him too hard?"
When Lady Mo Yu was free, she would go to the small building in the Orthodox Academy and lie down on Chen Changsheng's bed for a while. However, as the scent of the clean youth on the pillow and bedding grew fainter and fainter, her mood also grew more and more irritable. When she was helping the Empress read the memorials, she really did harshly reprimand the two prefects. Tian Hai Sheng Xue's return to Snowhold Pass did not affect the mood of the continent's current number one clan. Several manors in the capital continuously held banquets. Scholars and literati walked through them like dogs. The head of the family and several important figures of the Tian Hai clan seemed calm, but in reality, they were much more relaxed.
Chen Changsheng's inability to comprehend the monoliths caused countless discussions in the capital. People tried to explain this situation, but they felt that it didn't make sense. The head of the Tian Hai clan said something in a slightly mocking manner at one of the banquets. In the end, it became the consensus of the majority of people: "No matter how bright a diamond is, after such a fierce combustion, other than a few wisps of smoke, what else can be left? You have to know that last year, he burned for an entire year! "
From the Ivy League gathering to the Grand Examination, the youth from Xi Ning Village had given the continent too many shocks and even miracles. The Mausoleum of Books had now become a mountain that lay in front of him. No one thought that the youth could continue to create miracles. Everyone thought that he would be like those geniuses that had fallen in history, quietly disappearing.
Only one person still had confidence in Chen Changsheng. On the top floor of the Education Palace's great hall, Luoluo stood by the railing, her hand resting on a sunshade. She did not like the false sunlight of this world. Looking into the distance, she could only see the unchanging perfection. She could not see the Mausoleum of Heavenly Harvest in the real world, nor could she see the teacher currently viewing the monoliths within the mausoleum.
"Teacher has never cared about other people's hopes for him. He only lives for himself. But if you have hopes for him, then when has he ever disappointed you? "
She turned around and looked at Jin Yu Lu. Her beautiful little face was filled with trust and pride. "I don't know why he still hasn't been able to comprehend the first Heavenly Tome Monolith, but I'm very sure that it's not because he can't comprehend the first monolith, but because of some other reason. If he can succeed, then he will definitely make everyone speechless with shock."
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As usual, he woke up at five in the morning. He quietly opened his eyes, got out of bed, washed his face and rinsed his mouth. He cooked and swept, then went to the Mausoleum of Books.
The season of the year was in spring, and the season of the day was in the morning. The spring morning was the most beautiful time, only it was slightly cold. Chen Changsheng tightened his collar and sat down outside the monolith hut. He had already sat here for many days. Aside from occasionally going under the eaves to take shelter from the rain or the scorching sun, he had never moved. There was not a speck of dust on the limestone beneath him, and it had even become somewhat smooth.
He had read the notebook left behind by Xun Mei many times, and had long since memorized it by heart. The monolith inscriptions on the Heavenly Tome Monoliths, those complicated lines, had long since been deeply engraved in his sea of consciousness. Although he did not have enough time to completely understand the changes of the monolith inscriptions during the four seasons, he had already grasped the daily changes. As a result, he did not need to look at anything else, and directly closed his eyes.
There was the sound of footsteps, hurriedly passing by in the distance. There was also the sound of footsteps, slowly passing by in front of him. There was the sound of suppressed voices discussing on the mountain path, and deliberately loud mocking words resounded in his ears. Afterwards, those voices slowly disappeared, leaving behind only silence and the chirping of the birds in the forest.
The chirping of the birds in the forest suddenly became more concentrated, and then from high up in the sky came the cries of geese, one of which was especially clear.
Chen Changsheng opened his eyes and gazed up at the azure sky. From the east, he saw a flock of Snow Geese. He did not know how many batches of Snow Geese had returned to the capital. There was so much snow in the spring sky, and it was truly very beautiful. He thought to himself, that clear cry of a goose must have come from a young goose, or perhaps it was its first time on such a long journey.
The Snow Geese continued to fly into the distance. They might stay in the capital for a few days, and then continue west.
"That's all I can do."
Chen Changsheng stood up and said this somewhat regretfully, and then walked into the monolith hut.
Looking at the ice-cold monolith, and those lines that he had already grown tired of, he shook his head. He thought to himself that his aptitude was indeed still not enough.
Xun Mei's notebook had brought great benefits to him, as well as the other youths in the grass hut, in their comprehension of the monoliths. For example, Guan Fei Bai and the others to be able to comprehend the monoliths so smoothly was because they had approached the wisdom of their predecessors from the notebook, and thus obtained some sort of inspiration. The benefit that Chen Changsheng had gained was that he now had many more things to refer to.
In the notebook, Xun Mei had left behind many different ways of comprehending the monoliths. Just the Reflecting Monolith alone had over ten different ways. However, the first sentence in Wang Zhi Ce's notebook that he had found in the Pavilion of Ascending Mist said that positions were relative, so what Chen Changsheng wanted to do was not to comprehend the monoliths according to those ways of thinking, but rather to avoid those ways of thinking and open up a completely new path.
Through observing the natural changes of the monolith inscriptions between heaven and earth, he would be able to find an answer that completely belonged to him. He wanted to comprehend the monoliths in this way.
This way of thinking was extremely likely to be correct, but to his requirements, it was still rather incomplete, or perhaps not pure enough. It was still a variation of the three most mainstream and most orthodox methods of comprehending the monoliths, or perhaps it could be said that this method of comprehending the monoliths was still not completely free from the influence of these fixed ways of thinking.
He was somewhat dissatisfied with this, so he bitterly pondered for over twenty days. Regretfully, he still did not succeed.
More importantly, just as he had said to Gou Hanshi before, he cultivated in following his heart. He always felt that this method of comprehending the monoliths, and even the methods used by countless experts and saints in the past, were all wrong. He always felt that this Mausoleum of Books and these monoliths should have a deeper meaning, and that was what he truly wanted to see.
It was truly regretful that he did not have any more time.
That clear and bright cry of a goose woke him up. Time passed really quickly. In the blink of an eye, there were only a few days left until the opening of the Garden of Zhou.
On the first day he entered the Mausoleum of Books, Gou Hanshi had asked him if he wanted to go to the Garden of Zhou, or if he wanted to stay in the Mausoleum of Books a little longer. He had said that he would think about it when the time came. In the past few days, he had already thought about what he would choose.
If he could not defy the heavens and change his fate, or cultivate to the Concealed Divinity realm, then he only had five years left to live.
Of course, he had to go to more places, see more scenery, and get to know more people.
He wanted to go to the Garden of Zhou. He wanted to go to the Garden of Zhou. Then, he had to start comprehending the monoliths.
Thus, he began to comprehend the monoliths.
He raised his right hand, pointed at a certain place on the monolith, and said, "This is the character for home."
At this moment, the sky was clear and bright. Among the incomparably complex lines on the monolith, there were a few lines that were slightly shallower. Under the light, they seemed to float, and faintly seemed to be words.
Then, he pointed at another part of the monolith and said, "This is the character for river."
Immediately after, without any pause, he looked at the area on the top of the monolith that absolutely no one would be able to see the words on, and said, "Light."
"Smoke."
"Illumination."
"Eaves."
"Autumn."
"Clump."
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In the blink of an eye, he said twenty-eight words without any pause. These were all words on the monolith.
The last word was light.
His voice was very clear, just like the cry of the goose from before. Towards the unknown world, there was no fear, only expectation, and only confidence.
Then, a cool breeze arose.
He disappeared from in front of the monolith.
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(Cool, there will be a next chapter, but it will definitely be very late. Friends who sleep early need not wait.)
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