Shamanism kills the god

After putting away Ye Kexuan's handwritten letter, Mu Feng came alone to the other courtyard where she and Master Ye Beigong used to live. |i^

Although no one lives there, there are still no fallen leaves in the courtyard, and the study is spotless.Apparently, after Master Ye Beigong passed away, Ye Kexuan still came in to clean every day and kept things in order.There are rows of books on the bookshelves against the wall.

There is a special collection hall in the Xiangshan Academy, which collects everything, including astronomy and geography.Compared with the library hall, the collection of books in Yebei Palace's study room is naturally incomparable.There are not many books, only about 100, but each of them has its own characteristics, and many of them are rare books outside.

"Strategy", "Zi Feiyu", "Mohist Art of War"...

Mu Feng's fingertips slid across the books.

In the collection of books in the study room, there are not many exercises, but most of them are all kinds of miscellaneous books.Just like Master Ye Beigong's life, it covers a wide range of topics, from astronomy and geography, to music, chess, calligraphy and painting, to the customs and customs of various places.

"Huh, Journey to the Mountains and Rivers? This is..."

After looking carefully for a while, Mu Feng suddenly found a thread-bound ancient book that was a little different from the bottom row of bookshelves.

The page was yellowed and already a little mutilated, and even the twine strung on it was already a little rotten.I don't know if it is because I have read too much, or because it is too old.On the cover, under the four characters of Mountain and River Journey, is the author's signature.The surname is Xu, the last character is "Ling", and the middle character is too vague to make out.

"Could it be Xu Guangling, another great book by Mr. Guangling?"

Mu Feng's eyes brightened, and he quickly pulled out the thread-bound ancient book. k";

Like "Guangling Sanji", this is a similar travel book, but the focus is not on the customs, but on the geographical features of the world.Daqing Mountain, Tianshan Mountain, Feilai Peak, Qianchong Mountain..., all the famous mountains in the world are all listed, with detailed descriptions and emotions when climbing.

"On the top of the mountain, at the end of the river, there is my pursuit!"

Mu Feng muttered to himself, quietly experiencing the artistic conception of swimming all over the mountains and famous rivers, climbing high and looking into the distance alone.On the last page of Shanhe Travels, there is such a simple sentence, which is thought-provoking.

Seeing this sentence, he became more and more sure that this was another book left by Mr. Guangling.

"Guangling Sanji" takes people into every corner of the world and understands the customs and customs of each place; the music score "Past Life and Present Life" brings people the perception of the past, present and future; ", what it brings to people is the pride of walking through every inch of land in the world, and makes people feel the magnificence of mountains and rivers hundreds of millions of miles away.

Astronomy and geography, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, past and future...

What kind of person is this Lord Guangling?

Mu Feng was deeply moved, and couldn't imagine what kind of person could leave such a huge book.

If it is said that the master Ye Beigong knew everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in his life, and covered a wide range; then Xu Guangling, who left behind a huge book, knows everything, has the world in mind like a sea; and is as mysterious and low-key as a breeze, His figure is invisible, and no one knows his life, but he has left his footprints in the corners of the world.

"The mountains and rivers are magnificent, the scenery is picturesque, and life is like a dream. Where are my dreams and pursuits?"

Mu Feng sat down on the spot and quietly flipped through the thread-bound ancient books in his hand.

At this moment, I let go of my worries about the academy, forgot my attachment to cultivation, left everything behind, and enjoyed this rare moment of purity.

Everything seems to return to the feeling of turning over every book with a pure heart when I just learned to read more than ten years ago, without any distracting thoughts in my heart.Not for repayment of grievances, not for fame and fortune, just to read books to understand the outside world.

Mu Feng calmed down, the spiritual platform was clear, carefully read every picture depicted in the book, read every word written by Xu Guangling with his heart, and felt the emotion and artistic conception of the latter when he climbed the mountain alone.

After studying quietly, a day passed without knowing it.

I don't know how long it took, but after being awakened by the sound of footsteps, I looked up and saw that it was already late at night.

"My lord, a mysterious distinguished guest has come outside. He has been sitting in the sedan chair for half a day and won't come down. He must see you. Look..." A personal guard carefully reported to Mu Feng.

"Oh, mysterious guest?"

Mu Feng was a little surprised, and closed the book in his hand, "No, for such a thing, you let the other party go to the right envoy!"

After appointing Jian Wushang and the genius Lu Xuanfeng as envoys respectively, Mu Feng had already made up his mind to focus on the big and let go of the small, and only participated in formulating the general direction of the school, delegating all the specific details, and spending all his spare time Used for reading and practicing.If anyone who comes here has to be interviewed in person, then he doesn't have to be busy with other things all day long.

"The subordinate has already said so, but the other party insists on seeing you in person, and..."

The guard who came to report the letter was a little hesitant, took out a piece of bamboo branch from his arms, and offered it with both hands, "The other party reached out from the sedan chair, and broke off the bamboo branch from the bamboo forest of our school, saying that the palace master only needs to look at it. Once you get this token, you will know who the other party is."

Just a piece of bamboo branch, and it was temporarily broken off in the school palace, what does this mean?

The personal guard who came to report the letter was obviously a little uneasy.

If he didn't come to report, he was worried that he was some old friend of Mu Feng, and he would delay the important matter; if he just came to disturb Mu Feng's meditation with a piece of bamboo, he felt that it was a bit too casual, and he didn't do a good job as a personal guard.

A piece of bamboo?

Mu Feng was also a little surprised. He took the bamboo branch and looked at it, groaning for a while.

This is the most common piece of bamboo branch, there is no mark on it, and no tampering has been done in secret.Obviously, it wasn't the conspiracy of the blind master Bi Luotian and other enemies. After thinking about it, he didn't understand what this bamboo branch represented.

A piece of bamboo, with bamboo as a token, could it be that it is a pure and undisciplined person who loves bamboo all his life, claims to be able to eat without meat, and cannot live without bamboo.

Mu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered the Yipinzhai that he inadvertently broke into on the way to the Poison Sect, and the Qingjing Sanren who lived in the bamboo sea.

"You take the other party to the meeting hall first, and I will arrive later!"

Mu Feng suddenly stood up, suddenly had curiosity and anticipation for this mysterious visitor, looking forward to the arrival of the old man.

After a few years of farewell, since the farewell in Yipinzhai that year, he has never seen Qingjing Sanren again.At that time, I only learned from the mouth of the flying bat that the latter had gone to the battlefield of the demon, and then disappeared.I came to visit suddenly late at night, and I don't know what's going on.