Qin Dynasty Novelist

"The way of the sword is the sun, and the sword is sharp. You should be Zhao Zhen's disciple, Can Jian."

"Last time in Luoyang, you were able to survive because of the doctor's advice. Now, you should cherish your life even more. This time I came to Xingcheng Library, my goal is not you."

Can Jian!

Speaking of which, when I was in Xinzheng and killed Jing Ke that night, I met this person, a general who wields one of the famous swords. Later, his junior sister appeared, and he was in charge of Mo Xie. One, the power is multiplied.

It was only later that I found out that he was a general who was ordered to protect Xueyihou's subordinates. Later, after Wen Xinhou's death in Luoyang, various schools of thought and swordsmen from Yanzhao wanted to steal Wen Xinhou's burial, and this person was among them. , was severely injured by himself.

Even his master, Zhao Zhen, was abolished by himself. At this moment, Zhao Zhen's aura is not in the Xingcheng Library, and he doesn't know where he is. He can know his coming in advance, presumably he has already sensed his existence.

This level of strength is at least at Zhao Zhen's level. Zhou Qing didn't care about the five people waiting in front of him, and walked slowly. Can Jian was very unwilling to let the other party enter the Xingcheng Library.

As for the strength of the opponent, no one present knows better than himself. In the first battle of Xinzheng, Master Yangsheng of Wei Guo, Qu Ping of Chu State, and Zou Jiu of Qi State were all killed by him. The countries in Shandong must have suffered heavy losses.

If it's just that, I thought the opponent's strength was not much different from that of the master, but in the battle of Luoyang, Master Zhongshan died, and the master was almost killed, which shows that the opponent's strength is definitely comparable to the invincible existence of Huashen .

As for whether the other party broke through to transform into a god and reached another level, Can Jian didn't dare to think or imagine. If it was true, the Xingcheng Library might suffer catastrophe today.

Even if there is no breakthrough, it seems that this person is invincible.

"Take me to meet your curator, I'm here today just to ask for one word!"

Entering the Xingcheng Library, the huge inner courtyard is decorated with all kinds of gorgeous flowers and plants, and the fragrance is pervasive. The green plants grow lushly. People discuss literature in it.

It seems to be a Confucian classic. Mencius's words can be heard from time to time, and Confucius's words are even more lingering. Although I am not familiar with this huge library, but under the inspiration, no one can escape my prying eyes.

Sensing the five Canjians who were following him closely behind him, he whispered, and unconsciously walked towards a certain direction of the library.Feeling this, Can Jian frowned, recalling what the owner said just now, he clenched his hands tightly, if he could not beat the opponent, he would have killed him with a single blow.

Even so, he followed quickly, and after a few breaths, he snorted unwillingly, stepped forward, and led the other party towards the area where the library owner was.

"Senior Brother Can Jian, the distinguished guest that the owner said has arrived?"

After winding through several corridors, he came to a small courtyard in the library. Under the shade of a big tree in the small courtyard, there was also a figure in a light white brocade robe, but it was a woman.

The long, smooth hair was casually scattered on the shoulders, and a pure white ribbon combed it. His eyebrows were delicate and heroic. Seeing Can Jian and the rest of the hall master's disciples walk in, he quickly stepped forward and whispered softly.

"Junior Sister Feixue, we will discuss this matter later."

He didn't chat with his junior sister, and he mobilized all his energy to prevent the other party from doing something suddenly in the library. He shook his head at his junior sister, with a slightly dignified expression, and continued to walk to the main hall of the courtyard.

"The host is waiting for you inside."

Taking a look at senior brother's expression, Feixue felt something in her heart, and she turned her eyes to the honored guest behind senior brother again. Taking a closer look, it seemed familiar. Then, the picture flashed in her mind, and in an instant, It also rang out the scene I saw in Xinzheng.

On that day, there were rumors in Xinzheng that Qin Wangzheng was in Xinzheng, and hundreds of families moved for it. As a result, not only was Qin Wangzheng not caught, but was blocked by the court guards around Qin Wangzheng, and he was suppressed and killed by the other party one after another.

At that time, I was with Gongsun Li and Han Shen. I looked at them from a distance. Although I couldn't see them clearly, their face was still vaguely visible. Looking at the person in front of me at this moment, the delicate face suddenly changed, and there was a trace of shock. Sudden looting.

It turned out to be him!

Xuan Qingzi, the protector of the Qin State!

How did he come to Xingcheng Library? He came to hunt down his father?After all, when his father Zhao Zhen was captured in the Luoyang State Prison, Zhao Jianzhai and others rescued his father. He thought there would be no hidden dangers. Could it be that this is why he came to see the owner of the pavilion today?

On the delicate face, the brows are deeply frowned, because I know the strength of this person, and the senior brother also knows it. If it wasn't for Mr. Nian Duan, the doctor last time, the senior brother would not be able to come back.

Seeing that the other party had already entered the main hall led by her senior brother, Feixue's fierce cold sword energy flickered all over her body, she pondered for a while, and with a cold snort, she disappeared directly into the courtyard.

At the same time, on the other side, under the leadership of Can Jian, Zhou Qing stepped into the main hall, and slowly approached an old man with white beard and hair. He was six feet tall and thin. He was wearing a light red robe. Although there are slight wrinkles, he is full of energy.

"Have friends come from afar."

"Please!"

With a single word, the words of Confucian Confucius came out, and under the etiquette, the old man stretched out his hand to meet Zhou Qing, and looked at the head of the hall.Hearing this, Can Jian's expression didn't change much, but the eyes of the other four disciples were wide open.

The owner of the library is the owner of the Xingcheng library. For decades, his disciples have spread all over the country of Zhao.

With the current status of the owner of the pavilion, unless it is King Zhao himself, they really can't think of anyone in the whole Zhao country who can accept the gift of the owner of the pavilion. However, today, they seem to have seen one.

"Hahaha, Xuanqing came here uninvited, I hope the owner will forgive me a lot."

He also bowed his hands in return, smiled slightly at the rumored owner of the Xingcheng Library, stretched out one hand, stepped forward, and knelt behind the first case, while the rest of the hall made the first case .

"Unexpectedly, in such a remote place in Zhao State, there is such an expert as the owner. Xuanqing has heard the name of the owner for a long time, and everyone said that the owner's writing is extraordinary, no less than Confucian Xun Kuang."

"A few years ago, I discussed Taoism with Xun Kuang in Xianyang. Today I saw the owner of the hall, and I realized that the rumors are extraordinary. When it comes to the greatness of Confucianism, Xun Kuang is not as good as the owner of the hall!"

The moment he saw the owner of the pavilion, Zhou Qing understood the other party's practice. His practice was the same as what he had guessed. Into the vitality of heaven and earth.

Over a long period of time, the spiritual awareness is self-generated, and the supernatural powers are hidden, which can be compared to the practice of the wise men of the Yin-Yang family. Looking at their realm, although they have not returned from enlightenment, they are already a master of Zhongshan who is at the same level as the Zhongshan Sword Academy.

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The owner of the Xingcheng Library doesn't look much different from ordinary people. He is full of righteousness and righteousness. The light red brocade robe is added to the body, and the white hair is combed behind the crown to look refined and capable. .

There is nothing unusual on the slightly old expression, and Zhou Qing is welcomed to the top, not far from the right, between words and deeds, absolutely a first-class Confucian inheritor.

No wonder, at the beginning, I sensed the presence of righteousness in Zhao Zhen's body, but now I know that the source is here, and it doesn't make sense to use the righteousness of Confucianism to control Chun Jun's sword.

"Your honor is too high."

"In the past, when he was young, he received the teachings of Mencius in Jixia Academy, and benefited his whole life. He learned the Tao, and his righteousness lasted forever. However, the principles of Confucian Xun Kuang are very different from Mencius's, and they cannot be compared."

"I don't know what is the relationship between the nobleman and Bei Mingzi of the Taoist Tianzong?"

The owner of the hall heard the sound, and then bowed his hands. Although he didn't know the origin of the young man in front of him, he was able to make himself feel as if he was in danger. It was the first time in his life that he felt it.