Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 105
The imperial palace, the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

Lin Xiaoyi walked softly and slowly, beside her, Gu Dan didn't seem to be embarrassed at all, and kept looking at the vast sea of ​​books with curious eyes.

The bookcases made of the above-mentioned high-quality wood seem to be lined with giant waves, but the waves are books and bamboo slips arranged one after another, and there is no end in sight.

The two hundred years of the Great Moon, Guozuo, is not too long, but it has also accumulated some great power of time. The wealth and knowledge in the world have continuously gathered here for more than two hundred years, and finally condensed In this vast sea of ​​books with no end in sight, it seems too insignificant for a person to be in it.

Even if you exhaust the life of an ordinary person, it is difficult to take a rough look at this vast collection of classics and the hard work of countless generations of outstanding people.

The faint scent of ink fills the nose, and the quiet book does not make any sound, only the corner that is slightly yellowed with time, greeting future generations through the river of time.

Strolling into the huge waves of knowledge, it is inevitable that people will feel the passage of time and the insignificance of individuals. In the vast world, how many people can leave a book or half a volume, or even simply leave a name?

Royal power and wealth, personal honor and disgrace, fame and fortune are mixed, among these classics, they are all like clouds and smoke in the past.

Sending a mayfly to the world is nothing more than a drop in the vast ocean.

"It's a great place."

Even Gu Dan, who has a lot of opinions about this era, couldn't help nodding slightly in praise, these classics are well protected here.

"Good place, should have come earlier."

A echo sounded from a distance, and in the blink of an eye the sound of footsteps came not far in front of him.

An old man with white beard and hair, aging face and thin body stood in front of him.

Gu Dan looked at him carefully.

From the appearance alone, it is completely impossible to tell that this is a martial arts master who forcibly survived three generations of emperors. On the contrary, he looks more like an old farmer who has suffered and suffered for many years in the countryside.

His face was full of wrinkles, as if ravines were stacked together, age spots had already occupied half of his cheeks, his eyes were yellow and faded, lacking vitality and spirituality, his rough skin seemed to have been stepped on a few times after being exposed to the sun. The sorghum color of the feet is almost muddy yellow.

Even the white hair and white beard are not the moon-white color that Dayue respects, on the contrary, it is a gray-white color that has no energy left after the lamp is exhausted. The rough hair falls down nonchalantly, even a little Some of them are still knotted, like vines growing freely in the mountains and fields intertwined and intertwined with each other, which is neither good-looking nor beautiful.

Gu Dan was looking at him, and he was also looking at Gu Dan, the youngest, unbelievably young martial arts master ever known to him.

From the appearance alone, Gu Dan's appearance is younger than his age. Martial arts masters plus medical experts, well-maintained and aging very slowly, a mere 40 years old in the group of martial arts masters, completely It can be said that it is outrageous to be young.

His eyebrows are straight, his appearance is imposing, and his handsomeness is extraordinary. Those black eyes are quiet and powerful. Although they are not obvious, they reveal a power that makes people feel stable.The smooth black hair falls down the shoulders, as black as the night, full of youthful vigor and vitality, and the back is straight, although it does not have the heart of Lingyun, it has the meaning of Lingyun.

A strong body only needs to be decorated with elegant green robes, and what is buried is a power that seems to be temporarily silent like a volcano. There is a degree of movement between movements, free and easy, and natural, people can't help but sigh, what a handsome young man!

The old and the strong are all masters.

It's better than nothing, standing in front of each other's eyes always makes people feel too real and causes discomfort.

A look of surprise appeared in Gu Dan's eyes, he never expected the grand master in the Great Moon Palace to look like this.

"My little friend laughed. The old man is too old and neglects to take care of him. He dare not go out to meet people on weekdays. He no longer cares about his worldly appearance."

Ji Lao was aware of Gu Dan's surprise, half self-inflicted, half jokingly said.

Such an opening statement is neither too formal nor aggressive, with a bit of naughtiness and a penetrating attitude towards world affairs, not to mention refreshing, at least it will not arouse hostility.

It is said that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, but in the face of Gu Dan who came to his territory, Ji Lao can be said to be very respectful, not at all the wild look he had when he said he would take him as a disciple that day.

The master cannot be humiliated!
It's fine to mention it behind your back before, but if you really want to say that kind of thing in person, I'm afraid there will be a winner and loser, so there's no need to be true.

"The old man is free and easy, and he is no longer bound by the rules, which is admirable."

Reaching out and not slapping the smiling face, Mr. Ji gave face like this, but Gu Dan never belittled him. He is not the kind of person who likes to show off his tongue. It would be best if he can talk calmly.

Ji Lao waved his hand, signaling Lin Xiaoyi to leave first, then turned around and exposed his back to Gu Dan without any psychological burden, and said casually, "Let's go together?"

"sure."

Gu Dan was fearless and nodded in agreement.

The two of them walked slowly among rows of books and jungles, and volumes of secret books that were priceless in the outside world, and that might even have been lost, flashed before their eyes one by one.

There are books with strong ink fragrance that were published not long ago, there are ancient and crude bamboo slips with inscriptions, there are densely packed small characters written on palm-sized jade stones, and there are even rough stone tablets that have lost most of the writing by the wind and the sun.
Walking here is like walking in the long river of time. Thousands of books silently imprint the appearance of the years, leaving traces of the existence of the predecessors.

"What did you see?"

Ji Lao who was walking in front suddenly asked.

"Book." Gu Dan said.

Ji Lao asked again, "Only books?"

"Aren't there enough books?" Gu Dan replied again.

Ji Lao slowed down a lot again, picked up a jade plate from the bookshelf, and hundreds of small characters were carved on the jade plate, and he said: "Little friend is not sincere enough."

"Not honest enough, or is this not what you want to hear?" Gu Dan asked back.

"Hana, why don't we all be more honest? After seeing so many books, my little friend, did you really only see the books?" Ji Lao asked again as he traced the clean handwriting on the jade plate with his withered fingers.

"Isn't this just a book?"

Gu Dan looked around, "Gather an inexhaustible collection of books in the world, but put them away in a shelving, just to put on a show. Win the hearts of thousands of people with one person's heart, and steal the selfishness of millions of people with one person's selfishness, but they are unwilling To make the best use of everything is useless? Do you still want me to praise his great talents and strategies, and take all the books in the world and put them in a private treasury?"

"Oh?"

Mr. Ji's eyes lit up, and Gu Dan's answer aroused his great interest. He put down the jade plate in his hand, and said excitedly: "Different people come here, and they always have different opinions. I have seen Zhuangyuan Lang, I have seen the sons and grandsons of dragons, the emperors before their enthronement, and even other martial arts masters.
Different people come here and always have different feelings.Either you are shocked by the abundance of books, or you are shocked by the ingenuity of classics, or you like the tranquility of being independent from the outside and not stained with dust.Only Xiaoyou expressed this view for the first time, which is refreshing. "

He continued to walk forward, "According to the opinions of different people, it is enough to see the expectations and ideals in his heart. Since Xiaoyou feels that his library cannot be used to its full potential, he should have a heart for the world. Why is the past mediocre? Indifferent, with little to do? Apart from treating diseases and saving lives, which is better than nothing, there is nothing worthy of attention!"

A martial arts master appeared under the eyes of the imperial capital, and he was a martial arts master with traces. The information about Gu Dan had already gathered to him, and all the details that could be found were almost ruined.

However, from the information, it is completely impossible to see what this young martial arts master is thinking about.

Even apart from the event that was worth watching when he was bestowed by the former emperor, if he hadn't been implicated by Mo Qiu's murder of the emperor, he didn't know how long he would have to hide it.

I have seen unique ones, but I have never seen ones so unique!
Even a puppet mud tire, after more than ten years of wind and rain, should make some movement, right?
It's really hard to guess!
"Reconstruction? How long will it take to reorganize? The great ancestor of Dayue, who founded the country, did not come through suffering. After more than two hundred years, would he have thought that his descendants would bring Dayue to such a point? " Gu Dan said expressionlessly and mercilessly.

"This statement is wrong. Is there anything in this world that is immortal and immortal? The same is true in a country. Pine trees will rot after a thousand years, and hibiscus flowers will be proud of themselves in one day!"

Elder Ji returned to his reclining chair, found a comfortable position and lay down, "Little friend is so young, how can you be more despondent than me, a bad old man?"

Gu Dan didn't continue to answer.

Because he really can live forever.

For the time that ordinary people can't cross at all, it is nothing to come to him.

So many problems made him unable to think like ordinary people.

I didn't have the ability before, and it's good to be able to sweep the snow in front of the door. How can I control the frost on others?Now that he has the strength, it is not without a heart that is just around the corner.

But he also knows that all his efforts will inevitably lead to a dead end in the end, sober cognition and the torment of reality will make it difficult to be happy and unable to make up his mind.

In addition, there are indeed immortals in this world, and immortals don't care about things. If he meddles in his own business, he probably doesn't know how to write the word dead!
What really made him feel uneasy, and he didn't even act rashly, was not the imperial power, which he regarded as a bag, but the immortal who had always been hidden, but still had traces.

He has a big secret, and if he doesn't figure out the reason behind it, everything must be on the safe side, even if he can't see it, there is no need to rush it for a while.

These hidden worries are unknown to outsiders, even if they reveal a little bit, they will probably say that his worries are unfounded, so why bother to talk about them.

It's just that being pestered and questioned all the time makes people feel uncomfortable, so Gu Dan also asked: "The old man has gone through three dynasties and watched Dayue step by step into the quagmire with his own eyes, and he is about to collapse. How do you feel?"

Faced with this tricky question, Mr. Ji said without changing his face: "I am old, and these are not the things I need to care about. Future generations can't walk their own way, so why should I always support them? I am more than a hundred years old now, and I am about to die. I will leave these problems to future generations to solve by themselves."

"I don't know, what is the old man still caring about at the age of dying?"

Gu Dan looked at him, the two seemed to have switched roles, and now it was his turn to ask questions one after another.

"I no longer care about the affairs of the world. There is only one problem that still bothers me." Ji Lao raised his head, and those eyes that seemed a little dazed because of the haze burst out enough to make people feel angry. With a sideways light, "In this world, above the master, is there any innate realm?"

Gu Dan was slightly taken aback.

It was unexpected that at his age, he was still thinking about these things.

"Before you came here, there should have been another Martial Dao Grandmaster in the imperial palace who was young enough to guard Dayue for decades. But some time ago, during the stinging rain, he died."

Ji Lao said to himself, "I led him here for a while, just like I led you back then. At that time, he said that what he saw was the power that dominates the world, the incomparable power If you can't command the world, An Neng can gather enough books to read inexhaustibly in this lifetime?"

"A grandmaster died?"

Gu Dan didn't know this news, any master is not a Chinese cabbage, enough to rule the roost, how could he die in obscurity, quietly?
"On that rainy night, he tried to attack the realm above the master, and died in front of my eyes." Ji Lao had no hidden thoughts at all, and said directly, "The death is miserable, and the pulse is broken. All internal organs were burned, and even the blood was dried up in the end."

"Why are you telling me this all of a sudden?"

Gu Dan seemed to understand why Ji Lao insisted on meeting him, and even brazenly wanted to take him as his apprentice.

"Because you are very young, very young. Much younger than any other martial arts masters!" Ji Lao's eyes were piercing, how could there be any hint of old age?
Staring at Gu Dan is like looking at a unparalleled treasure, and said with certainty: "If there is really a realm above the master in this world, the person most likely to reach it is you!"

See you in the picture!

The initial temptation was over, the bait had been thrown out, and Elder Ji finally revealed his real plan.

It is true that a master does not need to worship another master, but what if it is for another higher realm?
"I have also heard stories about martial arts innateness, but only in story books."

Gu Dan stared at the extremely excited Ji Lao, and said carefully, "If you only want to talk about this matter when you see me, then forget it!"

He is living a good life, he has only been a martial arts master for less than a year, and he is far from the point where he can't even think about looking for death!

Even if you really have such a state, you should slowly polish yourself, and it will come naturally, so why worry?
"Don't refuse so early."

Ji Lao seemed to have guessed Gu Dan's reaction long ago, and said without hesitation: "I have enough evidence here!"

(End of this chapter)