Weird fairy

After listening to what the other party said, Zhuge Yuan couldn't help but opened his mouth slightly in shock. Everything Li Jinshu said was so subversive of his past knowledge. Everything the other party said was completely different from what he learned from the Master.

There are actually five worlds, and they are five worlds that are related to each other?And are they still five worlds transformed from one world?

"Really?" Zhuge Yuan questioned after pausing for a while. Compared to the other party's statement, he still felt that his master's statement was more credible.

Hearing that the other party didn't believe him, Li Jinshu suddenly felt unhappy, "What, you don't believe it?"

"Senior Li, it's not that I don't believe it. You said what those monks said was false, so what Ming Lun Hall said might also be false?"

"You kid, you are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and dares to think about anything. Do you think a child is playing house? Are you talking nonsense? Whoever has the loudest voice is right?"

"Do you know that the etiquette of the whole Daqi is set by the Minglun Hall? This set of officials and supervisors can be recognized."

Since he had to explain clearly to the other party, Li Jinshu didn't mind wasting more time.

It's okay to question myself, if this guy dares to question this in front of other seniors in the hall, then I'm afraid this guy will suffer.

"Boy, do you know what it means to go against the immortals and obey the people?" As he spoke, Li Jinshu's third hand stretched out from under his left armpit and waved to Zhuge Yuan under the eaves.

"This hand is against immortals and people. To put it bluntly, it is the selves in another world of the disciples in the hall. The disciples of Minglun Hall can practice the magic in the hall and let their selves elsewhere help them."

After hearing this, Zhuge Yuan believed a little bit of what the other party said. "Seriously? What were those people in the room doing just now?" Zhuge Yuan's mind flashed to those weird men in black robes sitting among the stacks of books.

"The people you saw in Jiezizhai just now, they are asking and talking with their Nixian Shunren, and writing the almanac of other worlds."

"As the leading sect of Confucianism, Ming Lundang naturally has to maintain the righteousness of the world as its own responsibility. Even if it is what happens in other worlds, it must be recorded as much as possible."

"Although this is difficult. The further apart the world is, the more ambiguous the meaning of "reverse immortals and obedient people" will be, and it is very difficult to ask. However, the reason why the disciples of Ming Lun Hall exist is to imitate their ancestors, set rules with pen, and By adhering to the universe, we will never allow the lifetime efforts of all generations of ancestors to be wasted."

The words of the other party immediately made Zhuge Yuan's blood boil. Ming Lun Hall's approach was so in line with his values. Isn't this what he wanted to do?
Seeing the other party like that, Li Jinshu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "How about it? Do you believe me now?"

"Well! Then Senior Li, when can I learn these spells?" Zhuge Yuan suddenly couldn't wait.

Believe it or not, at least he really wanted to learn this stuff from Ming Lun Hall.

"Are you anxious now? Didn't you just want to continue debating scriptures with me? What are you doing standing still? Let's go. It's not far ahead. When you enter the Pinglun Hall, someone will naturally teach you more."

Zhuge Yuan quickly followed the opponent's pace and walked deeper into the garden.

It can be seen that after passing Jie Zizhai, the road is much easier to walk and there is no need to hide. It is obvious that it is tight on the outside and loose on the inside.

After half a stick of incense, Zhuge Yuan could smell the faint scent of incense. As the smell of incense became stronger and stronger, a two-story building full of ceramic spine beasts appeared in front of them.

"This place is full of seniors from the hall, please behave yourself when entering." After speaking, Li Jinshu secretly opened the door and led Zhuge Yuan inside.

As soon as he entered, Zhuge Yuan was stunned to the spot. What he saw was a huge wall full of human heads.All the heads had solemn expressions, their eyes seemed to be closed, as if they were looking down at the two people below.

In a quiet and peaceful environment, this scene suddenly appeared in front of him, and Zhuge Yuan instantly felt suffocated.

He was about to raise his right index finger tremblingly, but was held down by Li Jinshu, "Don't point randomly, it's disrespectful to the seniors."

Li Jinshu pressed Zhuge Yuan's head, bowed several times to the wall of heads, and continued walking along the wall. "As I told you before, there are many disciples in Minglun Hall who have entered the court as officials. These are all the historians of the court."

"Senior, why are all their heads here?"

"It's not us who want to chop off their heads, it's the emperor who wants to chop off their heads."

"Then why did the emperor chop off their heads?"

"Because all the emperors of Da Qi have done ridiculous things. They don't want to be recorded. They want to make up almanacs. If the historian doesn't let them, they will have their heads chopped off."

"These seniors have all said one thing, Your Majesty, if you have the ability, destroy the Ming Lun Hall. Otherwise, no matter how many heads are chopped off, no matter how many people are killed, the history books must not fabricate the slightest bit. This is the responsibility of the Ming Lun Hall."

"Almanacs are the rules of the universe. If the rules are messed up, then everything done by the ancestors of all generations will be in vain."

Zhuge Yuan suddenly realized that his fear of this wall of human heads gradually diminished, he couldn't help but feel awe in his heart, and he even couldn't help but slow down his steps.

Through these heads, he had a better understanding of the responsibilities of Minglun Hall. He also understood why the master wanted him to come here instead of going somewhere else.

"Oh." Zhuge Yuan nodded as if he understood. It seemed that he still had to learn a lot about some things.

As the two of them continued to walk forward, behind the wall of heads were rows of memorial tablets, with black and white spiritual tablets standing like solemn tombstones behind the hazy smoke of incense.

Zhuge Yuan discovered that the smell of incense he just smelled outside came from here.

Various tributes were placed in front of various tablets, which looked particularly grand.

Although there was no one here, Zhuge Yuan felt as if there were people everywhere.

He did not forget his purpose of coming here. He immediately picked up the incense and lit it with the fire of a white candle. After worshiping in a circle around the tablets, he began to look for his master's friend who had been dead for more than 100 years.

"Senior Brother Li, where is the memorial tablet of Senior Wang Changxu?" At this place, Zhuge Yuan's voice became much lower.

"Look inside, I remember it should be inside. I don't come to this place very often, I only came twice during the Qingming Festival."

The two of them walked along the rows of memorial tablets. As they walked further in, the spiritual tablets began to be spread out more sparsely, and the types of tributes gradually began to increase, not just limited to pigs, cattle, sheep and three livestock.

When half the stick of incense had passed, Li Jinshu's eyes suddenly lit up next to Zhuge Yuan, and he walked quickly to the left, "Look! Found it! Wang Changxu!"