Chapter 376

Seeing Pei Ye also didn't have much time to delay. The wounds on his body were still splitting and hurting. He crossed the forest and leaped over the mountain, leaving the old man far behind. When he reached the peak, he looked back. The rice-grain-like figure still fell in the broken forest. Seeing Pei Ye stood still and watched for the last time, turned his head, and dived down.

He returned straight to the Law Enforcement Hall.

As Wudong said, the peak masters of Kongdong had all rushed over. The news of the death of the two Yuanwu true disciples had obviously spread. Dai Shanyu's face was gloomy, and he gathered with several other Mystic Gates in front of Xu Shang's mother and son's small courtyard.

Seeing Pei Ye didn't see any familiar faces here. While hesitating, Gan Zifeng walked over from the Letter Hall with his head lowered, his brows still locked. Seeing Pei Ye exchanged the latest news with him and went straight inside. Zhang Jingbi was still sitting in the courtyard silently but safely. Seeing Pei Ye breathed a sigh of relief and handed the green bird pendant and the book note to Xu Shang, who was looking over.

"Senior Zhang buried his bones at the bottom of the Jin Yu Zhai lake. This is a bit of his posthumous writing."

Seeing Pei Ye looked at the woman's stunned expression and whispered: "Senior was chivalrous and righteous. The things he did back then helped me a lot... I will also complete the cause he left unfinished."

After speaking, he pursed his lips, looked at the woman's already reddening eye sockets, finally just clasped his fists in a salute, and turned to leave.

". Young Hero Pei!" Zhang Jingbi suddenly stood up. "Is there anything I can help with—I'll go with you!"

Seeing Pei Ye looked at the pale youth, felt a little trance for a moment, smiled, and waved his hand: ". Thanks, you should heal your wounds first."

Turning to go out, he explained clearly to the peak masters. After confirming that the Great Si Shan had no intention of attacking immediately, Seeing Pei Ye returned to the Scripture Library with Gan Zifeng.

In front of the misty mountain, the huge and lonely building was looming. The two went straight to the top floor and came to the Hidden Sword Pavilion again.

The traces after the fierce fight were still very fresh. This ancient pavilion, which no one had stepped into for many years, was now messy and broken, with paper scattered all over the floor. Seeing Pei Ye reorganized the order of these chaotic book walls and went to read the titles that could still be identified one by one.

However, even if identification was difficult, Seeing Pei Ye recognized that most of them were books on the way of formation tools used recently. The traces of reading on them were subtle and deep, and the annotations were solid—the youth himself was gradually learning to read, but he often stared at a page and thought for a long time, and rarely had such solid seriousness.

He had known that the Great Si Shan lived alone in the ancient building. Now, that kind of day-after-day lonely quietness was conveyed through the paper.

"Can't see anything." Gan Zifeng stood by and flipped through two volumes, closed them and frowned, "We have to find those pens and inks from ten years ago."

Ten years ago, Bai Tianqu entered the mountain to retreat. And another thing Seeing Pei Ye knew was that this year Qu Zhu took the Huan Si Lou to the Valley of Lake Mountain and took away the 【West Court Heart】 that had been sleeping there for a thousand years.

Gan Zifeng frowned and stood still for a moment, then suddenly moved: "Come."

Seeing Pei Ye followed behind him. They actually left the Hidden Sword Pavilion, turned a few times, and a small room appeared in front of them.

"Before Uncle-Master Chi became the Great Si Shan, he complained to us that there wasn't even a chair in the Scripture Library, and his waist hurt from standing. If he moved in, he would definitely install a bed." Gan Zifeng laughed low and looked inside. "Crane Inspector Wu clearly didn't know him, but his judgment of the people in our sect was quite accurate... He was right, Young Hero Pei. A person like Uncle-Master Chi would absolutely not be a tiger's accomplice."

". Take a look."

This small room was indeed extremely small, a space squeezed out of two book pavilions. As his vision shifted, a large number of books and papers accumulated by the bed, organized in an orderly manner by a shelf.

There was no need to go through the flipping and checking when facing Zhang Meiqing's notes. This time, it was very easy to separate these pens and inks into new and old.

Gan Zifeng was obviously much more experienced than Xu Shang. Facing the unfamiliar bookcase, after just a few moments, he pulled out a handwritten booklet, brushed away the miscellaneous books, and placed it on the table.

As soon as he opened it, Seeing Pei Ye immediately had a sense of familiarity—Zhang Meiqing's habits and methods of recording matters, and even the secret language he used to classify his books, turned out to come from this Great Si Shan.

The first page only had eight characters: "Decaying, a book for recording things in old age."

He unfolded the booklet and watched. The old man's recording was very concise and clear, with almost no idle strokes, and there were few dense strokes. Most of them were important things of the time every few days or half a month. Looking at it now, almost all of them had no value.

Until he turned to the middle, the ink began to become dense.

"Tianqu is coming tomorrow to talk about the 'Sword Collection' matter. Remember to make some preparations. He prefers the way of enlightenment. Help him think of a way, don't make him unhappy."

A line of words that could not be called sensitive, but Seeing Pei Ye and Gan Zifeng fell their eyes here at the same time.

Because below, the old man rarely wrote a signature—"Year-end, December 20th."

"This is it. The Sect Master retreated in March of the following year." Gan Zifeng whispered.

Looking back, these pens and inks started from here. In the days that followed, the old man's records began to be completely filled with the "Sword Collection" matter. Bai Tianqu visited constantly, and the only thing interspersed in between was Zhang Meiqing asking for advice on the way of tools.

The two flipped through carefully page by page. Only when they were fully engaged would they unconsciously sort out their own thoughts. Seeing Pei Ye saw that it was not a simple visit and discussion. Bai Tianqu tried his best to persuade the old man, and the atmosphere even began to tighten later.

After their first meeting, the old man wrote down with a relaxed helplessness: "That formation is indeed a miracle, and the 'Sword Collection' can be arranged in it regularly. But in essence, it is no different from stacking seventeen sword scriptures together—we all know there is some common law in it, but the point is it is buried too deep. Hasn't the 'Sword Collection' been digging for two hundred years?"

"Flip through the boxes tomorrow, must explain it clearly to Tianqu."

"The Heart Amber pendant sent by Tianqu seems very interesting, have time to study it."

Such a view lasted for five meetings. Seeing Pei Ye didn't know what kind of arguments happened in these five meetings, and how much effort Bai Tianqu put in. In short, in the record after this end, the old man wrote a very long and serious paragraph.

"'Let the formation come alive'...'A living body is always self-consistent'..."

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"... But it still needs proof. Can humans realize that kind of spirituality from it... and it's not quite right. How can there be such a thing in the world? What kind of people does Tianqu know?"

And then there were arguments face to face again and again. A list of books to be read and cited began to appear in the notebook. In those days, he was visibly completely devoted to the conversation with Bai Tianqu.

"No." Chi Jianzong finally wrote again, his pen very firm.

"Still no. No one can realize this kind of thing in the 【Sword-Summoning Chapter】, and that is still not the depth that humans can reach—in fact, I think the 'integration' link cannot be completed in the human heart sea. 'One' must be integrated from them first, and then humans can feel it."

"Tianqu has gone astray." A very serious signature.

The ink became much less later, but from the simple few lines, one could still see that Chi Jianzong was not no longer caring about this matter, but had almost no energy and mood to record it. The heavy depression was conveyed through the pen tip.

"Rarely see Tianqu get so angry with me... but I really can't agree with him."

"It's easy to be sad when you're old."

A record about Zhang Meiqing was suddenly inserted, as if it were a moment of relaxation—"Meiqing wants me to design a bird for him. The relationship is really good, haha."

"No time recently, draw the picture in ten days."

But just five days later, a letter was clipped into this notebook.

From Bai Tianqu.

"Uncle-Master Chi, the 'Kongdong Sword' of our dreams is like the true gold in the seabed. Although we know it must exist, the water is dark and the light is dim, and no one can touch it. Now, the Mountain-Water Sword Array is an upward leap for the 'Sword Collection,' and 'activity' is a clear emergence for the Mountain-Water Sword Array... However, you are still unwilling to believe that it is already at a depth that can be touched by humans.

I thought for a long time and decided to tell you my truest heart words here for the first and last time.

You are right.

It just turned from scattered chaos into a group of dimness. We still can't see it clearly.

But, we still have one chance to make it clearer and reborn.

No one agrees, but I want to tell you.

Because your rest of life is for the Sword Collection, and mine is too.

Words are not passed to six ears. Please meet at the cliff behind 'Hanging Curtain' tonight."

Large-scale tearing.

The thick and chaotic ink marks must have soaked several pages. I don't know what kind of news could make a Mystic Gate lose its composure to this extent, but it is certain that Bai Tianqu still failed to persuade him.

After the final plan was revealed to him, the old man became unprecedentedly fiercely repulsive and angry, but at the same time, a panic of not knowing how to deal with it was revealed. He didn't know how to respond for a while, until the last short note arrived.

"Then farewell... Uncle-Master Chi. Don't worry, we will do everything well."

The notebook still had nearly half of the space left, but it was all blank.

Obviously, it was not that the old man gave up this habit after that year, but that the old man who needed to take notes from time to time was no longer there.

The room was silent for a long time. Seeing Pei Ye suddenly felt a chill and flipped to the cabinet full of letters next to him.

There was a button left. Zhang Meiqing once asked Chi Jianzong to refine a tool. In order to show off to his wife that he completed it independently, he did it very quietly... This matter was also not passed to six ears!

The "Great Si Shan" who replaced Chi Jianzong should have revealed flaws when facing Zhang Meiqing who came to mention this matter again!

The oral communication between the old man and the younger generation, the impostor would not know what Zhang Meiqing wanted at all!

In his gaze, Seeing Pei Ye found a short note from Zhang Meiqing.

It was a thank-you note, exactly ten days after the request was made, and three days after the last sentence from Bai Tianqu arrived.

"Uncle-Master Chi's level is still so high! Really grateful—don't tell anyone, I'll bring you something good next time!"

The easy-going and kind old man seemed to have no changes at all, and the man's joy was overflowing.

Even three years later, he didn't find that the senior he respected had changed.

(End of chapter)