Chapter 2580 The No. 1 Restaurant in the World
In the Hongmeng space, Zhao Wuyan was walking slowly, carefully looking at the streets full of travelers. If she was to be the member of the Taixu Pavilion in the end, this would be the investigation and understanding before taking office. If Zhong Xuanyin could return safely, it would just be a stroll.
There were tall buildings, and mechanical birds flew through them. The human race and the water race passed each other on the street, and neither of them was surprised.
There was a rainbow bridge in the sky, connecting different Hongmeng spaces, such as the one in front of him, which was Jiazi Wuxu - as the number of Taixu travelers expanded, the Hongmeng space was constantly opening up.
Each Hongmeng space started from "Chulu". "Chulu" was a place opened up by Taixu Fantasy for all travelers to communicate. The areas outside "Chulu" needed to be opened up with Hongmeng Qi.
Just like the street under my feet, it belonged to this Hongmeng space. The largest city on "Chulu" [Fengyuan City] seemed to be managed by Sikong Jingxiao of Jian Pavilion.
The competition and trusteeship of these different cities, as well as the residence, migration, and competition of different Hongmeng spaces, is a very complex system. Zhao Wuyan has not studied it specifically and does not understand it very well. I only know that it was a proposal jointly promoted by Ju Kui and Zhong Xuanyin. It was discussed many times in Taixu Pavilion, and finally the time that Taixu travelers stayed in Taixu Fantasy was greatly increased.
Taixu Fantasy is developing too fast, almost every day is different. The moment Xu Yuanzhi became the Taoist master of Taixu, this ship of the times broke all the shackles and rushed in the tide of the times.
These people who were originally just supervisors have unknowingly become the existence of driving the boat. Breaking history one after another, creating legends, and constantly opening up new possibilities have pushed Taixu Fantasy into the [Second World]!
[Second World] is a word she heard in Xuehai some time ago. It is said that it was said by Dean Zuo Qiuwu. This great master has expectations for the future of Taixu Fantasy that can reach the present world.
There are countless small worlds in this world, as well as various cave worlds, and there are also many vast and boundless ones, including various kingdoms of God, pure lands, and secret realms.
But there has never been a "world" that can connect so many people, give people such rich harvests, and have the potential to accommodate the entire world and almost unlimited potential.
Zhao Wuyan never underestimates himself. He has learned a lot from various schools of thought and has a heart that benefits the world, but even now, he cannot say that he is qualified to stand in this position and promote the times.
The letter from Junior Brother Jiang came at this time. She took a look and found that it was the answer she knew when she walked out of Taixu Pavilion. In the end, she did nothing and continued to walk on the street.
"Come on! There are two Tianzi duels in Taixu Arena today!" In the roadside restaurant, someone rushed out excitedly: "Huangliang vs. Longxiang, Zhu Bushu vs. Wang Tianfu!"
Zhao Wuyan's heart moved, and he turned around.
In Taixu Public Academy, the "sequence students" were concentrating on listening to the lectures and feeling the secrets of cultivation. Mu Fuyao, who was teaching on the stage, glanced at them casually and then retracted his gaze.
This is really unprecedented... What mission requires all the members of Taixu Pavilion to go out?
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As a major sect in the world, the current "No. 1 Academy in the World", Qinku Academy is actually a very large force, but because it focuses on academic research, it does not pose much external threat.
It is difficult to describe the affiliated colleges and various secret realms under its name. There are countless talents promoted from the academy to countries all over the world.
Even if these people only focus on state affairs and are absolutely loyal to the country, it is impossible to say that they have no feelings for the academy. With such a complex relationship, the influence is immeasurable. Even in the Central Region, where the Taoist sect has the strongest control, and the grassland covered by the grace of God, Qinku Academy has long enjoyed a great reputation.
It was because Sima Heng wrote directly about God that the divine fire burned the books and Qinku Academy was driven out of the grassland.
The "entire Qinku Academy" that Li Yi mentioned was in a state of blockade, of course, could not include all the forces of Qinku Academy. Specifically, it refers to the "Book Drying Platform" where the headquarters of Qinku Academy is located, carrying the volume of [Hanqingjian].
"Book Drying Platform" is the name of a mountain. This name is simple and direct, "cutting the mountain into a platform to dry books".
Looking down at this mountain platform, it is like a book spread out from the middle, placed on the vast land, for the world's scholars to read.
It was originally just an ordinary mountain, just like Qinku Academy was originally just an ordinary academy. The first mountain master was a Confucian scholar named "Song Qiushi". He believed that "diligence can make up for clumsiness" and set up a house here to study, but he worked hard all his life and did not make any achievements.
As the inscription on his tomb-"a lifetime is only half of the scriptures".
But the word "hard work" has been passed down.
The half of the scriptures he cultivated was what he thought was half, but in fact only one percent was completed. Its name... "Lectures of the Saints".
After his death, his students succeeded him... his disciples and grandchildren, and after nineteen generations, he finally completed this great classic.
Many of the classics from the saints' era are preserved today, thanks to this classic.
It is under this spiritual inheritance that the Confucian scholars of the Qinku Academy have worked hard and devoted themselves to learning, and finally became the best academy in the world.
The ordinary paper books that were originally spread out on the "book drying platform" also became the world-famous [Hanqingjian].
And now, this volume, which has always been spread out on the platform for people to enter and exit, and is known as "drying books in the belly", has been rolled into a long axis. Like a peak that stands alone in the world and has been pushed down.
So the Qinku Academy locked the gate and prohibited people from entering.
The vibrant grass in the north and the worldly atmosphere of the rich world in the south surround a rugged mountain.
The Book-drying Platform is a beautiful scenery in this rugged landform.
The literary spirit of the roaring mountains and rivers for thousands of years has already carved this mountain into a concrete form. The benevolent see benevolent books in this mountain, and the wise see classics in this mountain.
In the era when the mountain of books did not come out, it was a holy place in the hearts of many readers.
Today, the sky suddenly darkened, and thick clouds pressed down the top of the head, and lightning and thunder roared!
The sharp lightning that tore through thousands of miles seemed like a gap in the sky, a door of light, connecting endless mysteries and communicating with the eternal world.
An ancient and elegant attic came from this dazzling lightning...
Descending!
The sound of heaven and earth suddenly stopped, and the endless light and color were just a wine banner outside the building.
The chaotic clouds supported this building, and the changes in reality and illusion were re-dividing yin and yang.
The world order that had been deposited for thousands of years in the "Book-drying Platform" changed due to the arrival of the Taixu Attic when it lost its supporters.
The light and color in the building were unclear, but on the main ridge, there were eight seemingly real and unreal figures, wearing black, yellow, green, and red with gold edges... Each of them had a different temperament, like eight flags waving in the sky.
The divine thoughts roared like the sea, shaking the rules of heaven and earth.
However, the "Book Drying Platform" did not speak, and the [Hanqingjian] did not move.
When Taixu Pavilion crossed thousands of miles and landed here in an instant, what it felt was the silent and resolute... resistance between heaven and earth.
The Qinku Academy represented by [Hanqingjian] refused to visit, refused to communicate, and refused any external interference.
That is to say, the members of Taixu Pavilion knocked on the door thousands of times, but received no response.
Then the figure on the ridge moved.
The green shirt went forward, and the white rainbow flew down.
The world's number one building has arrived... the world's number one academy!
Jiang Wang stood on the eaves in the sky.
Li Yi in the world... pushed the door with a sword!
Jiang Wang confronted the [Historical Slips] head-on, ready to fight any unexpected accidents at the first time.
And Li Yi had the fastest sword in the world.
The extremely bright sword light swept across the rolled-up [Historical Slips]. It was as if looking back suddenly, a flash of snow in a long life.
Nothing can be separated by it. Be it a seal, resistance, or the so-called rules.
Somewhere in the dark, a hemp rope entangled with the years broke, followed by the sound of bamboo slips flipping.
The world-famous Historical Slips were spread out in front of everyone, with everyone's eyes, drying the words on the slips and the books in the belly——
The literary aura gathered into a deep courtyard, the pen became bamboo, the paper became pine, and the sound of books was like heavenly music.
Qinku Academy did appear above the Hanqingjian, but the light and shadow kept changing. Sometimes snow piled up in front of the door, sometimes leaves fell on the tiles, sometimes black tiles and white walls, and sometimes broken fences... It was clearly the same academy, but it was reflected in different times.
The Hanqingjian unfolded a period of time that belonged to Qinku Academy!
The yellow robe spread in the distance, rolling up the raging wind, and Huang Sheli had already flown down and stood next to Li Yi, who was wearing white clothes and holding the sword.
In her black and bright eyes, sometimes light whistled, waves rolled, and a demon-subduing pestle floated like a lonely boat.
"This is a tributary of the long river of history that was intercepted here. The entire Qinku Academy has fallen into it. No wonder it is isolated from the inside and outside." She talked about her observation of time: "At first, no one felt that they were in a disordered time and space, just like Mr. Zhong was still replying to letters normally in the academy. Until... the mountain gate sank."
Qinku Academy closed the books and closed the mountain. Was it their response or their experience?
This is a very important question. If it is the former, they should not disturb, if it is the latter, they must make the sound of Taixu Pavilion.
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Now Huang Sheli gave the conclusion.
"The change of time in the academy, can't even Dean Zuo detect it?" Qin Zhizhen asked.
At the moment of landing, he originally planned to [Refine Void] first and go in to see the situation first, but he was stopped by everyone, so Taiyu Zhenjun broke the door with a sword. Now think about it, it is indeed not polite to climb over the wall - there is a risk of confusion between time and space.
"The first thing that changes is the individual's time. This is a closed door, boiling a frog in warm water. With Dean Zuo's strength, it is impossible not to grasp the change of time, but it is very likely that he just took a nap and the change has already occurred... Time can be normal for him." Huang Sheli said: "Mr. Ju's inference has been verified, and the final change happened suddenly. As the member of Chongxuan Pavilion said, everyone here can be an ant hole."
There are many people in the Qinku Academy who have encountered the same situation as Zhong Xuanyin, which have jointly affected the time and space sinking of the entire Qinku Academy!
"A historical tributary? This period of history still exists, which means that the Qinku Academy still exists." Chong Xuanzun walked forward gracefully: "I'll go in and take a look first. I'll let you know when I find the way."
Zhan Wang Wuhuo, with Xinglun as his life, is indeed the best person at finding the way in the maze of time and space.
"Even Dean Zuoqiuwu has been trapped in it. No news has been heard. It's better to be careful." Cangming, who was wrapped in a black robe, raised his hand, and boundless darkness actually seeped out from his somewhat pale palm and rolled in front of the Hanqingjian.
Kakaka--
In the darkness, a head and limbs stretched out. But in fact, except for a pair of blood-red eyes, nothing can be seen clearly.
The [External God Statue], which represents destruction and terror, just walked in front.
"My statue is immortal and born from destruction. It is more suitable to be used for exploring the way." Cangming said.
Jiang Wang patted his shoulder: "That's what I said, but if the [Statue of the Outer Gods] is damaged too many times in a short period of time, it will damage the origin to some extent. Once it is lost in time, it will be a huge loss to you... "
He raised his hand and pointed lightly: "I'll call someone who is truly immortal."
"Yan! Yan! Yan!"
Suddenly there were screams.
The howling sound that resounded throughout the world was so weird and evil.
And out of madness, divinity emerges!
A black tailless swallow flew out of the darkness condensed by the [Statue of Outer Gods].
Er'er's body appeared - a human body with a bird's head, a black crown, and a pair of divine evil eyes that mixed majesty and cruelty.
The Yang God of Hades, the Chief of Mingchen Palace, Lord Yan of Biancheng!
Qin Zhizhen's eyelids twitched.
He has always had speculations about the other neighbors in Yama Palace, and today they were confirmed.
How should I put it...he didn't really want to join this class in Hades. How is it that you are on an equal footing with your colleague’s pet?
This feeling of being inferior to others really enriches the life experience.
Yan Xiao just walked out of the darkness and stepped into Qinku Academy without looking back. The burly and majestic figure was shrouded in divine light and slowly fell into the turbulence of time and space.
Even if this body is tens of millions of feet long, one page of history can fit within it.
"Minister Qin!" Jiang Wang suddenly called.
Qin Zhizhen, who was thinking about something randomly, was startled, his face remained calm, he thought for a while and then said: "What?"
"Invite the Emperor Yama here." Jiang Wang suggested: "If something unexpected happens, we can use the underworld priesthood and borrow Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to get a little sense."
Who says that the wool of a transcendent person cannot be harvested? Qin Zhizhen's eyes lit up: "You still have ideas."
Jiang Wang smiled: "Only if you are familiar with it."
When Yan Jun of Bian City arrived at Qinku Academy, it was spring when the grass was growing and the orioles were flying. The door of the academy is open, and people are coming and going inside.
I could clearly hear the sound of reading in the courtyard, which probably contained sentences such as "The wind is high and the moon is white in autumn, and the sunset is red when it rains. There are two stars and rivers around the cow and the girl, and the two suns are fighting against the east and west."
The bright red and gold evil eyes glanced at the courtyard, and they saw an ordinary-looking man in simple clothes, with a long sword in a bamboo sheath hanging from his waist.
The master's instructions had already come from the divine seal. He adjusted his tone slightly and pushed the door open: "Brother Cui——"
Bang!
The door is closed, and snow is falling outside the courtyard.
Outside the "book-drying table", Jiang Wang's eyesight went dark, then became bright again, and he rebuilt the divine seal without any surprise.
The connection with Yan Xiao's divine seal has been severed, and even the main mark left with him has been destroyed.
Jiang Wang looked at Qin Zhizhen. Behind Qin Zhizhen, the figure of Emperor Yama had already risen up. He was obviously more divine and powerful than Yan Jun of Biancheng - even if he had the same resources, the same position, and the same Roads and free-range Yan Xiao cannot compare with people like Qin Zhizhen.
This Emperor Yama has a pair of gold-rimmed eyes with dragon whiskers at the end. He suddenly opens his eyes - there are shadows in them, and countless ghosts and gods are sitting there.
The pupils of the eyes are the palace of Yama.
"What do you feel?" Jiang Wang asked.
"Confusion, confusion, confusion..." Qin Zhizhen felt it several times and finally said: "There is no more information."
"It seems that He is also lost." Jiang Wang shook his head, but walked forward: "But the changes inside could not kill Him immediately."
As he spoke, he had already reached the sky above the history slip. He looked as calm as if he were returning home. He raised his hand and gave a gentle push——
Squeak~
Pushed open this door of time turmoil.
Thunderstorms, dead trees under the blazing sun, scholar's sword, heart-nourishing crown, ruler and tombstone... Behind the door are the lights and shadows that turn and change, constantly changing. Hundreds of different forces roared like a storm. There is also a heavy wave of time that seems to corrupt everything and finally bury everything.
Green shirt carrying snow, stepping into it.
If you can't kill Yan Xiao, it's not dangerous!