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Chapter 943
Central Plains, Dayan Dynasty.

Luzhou, a stretch of emerald green mountains.

On a certain thousand-foot peak, Wang Tianwen stood on the top of the peak, looking into the distance.

In order to find the cave where the saint of painting Lu Xi lived, Wang Tianwen went around to inquire about Lu Xi's situation. The more he knew about Lu Xi, the more he admired him.

Lu Xi's reputation in the world of cultivating immortals is not high. He rarely attends gatherings of cultivators, and his reputation is not obvious. However, he loves ordinary people and has done a lot of good deeds to benefit the country and the people. However, he does not leave his name, and his achievements are all recognized by local officials. Occupied, but the common people who received his favor spread word of mouth, and built temples to worship Lu Xi.

In the seventh year of Dayan Zhengde, there were zombies rioting in Chenjia Village in Qingzhou, killing thousands of people. Lu Xi killed demons, cured diseases and saved people.

In the 35th year of Dayan Zhengde, the Qinglong River in Youzhou was in chaos and devoured tens of thousands of people. Lu Xi killed the monster dragon with great supernatural powers.

In the 47th year of Xuantong, there was a ten-year drought in Yuzhou.

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These things come from the records of the people and individual monks, but there is no Lu Xi in the official records of the Dayan Dynasty. It seems that someone deliberately erased his existence. know that he exists.

Wang Tianwen admired Lu Xi's personality, his deep merit and fame for the country and the people.

He traveled all over the Dayan Dynasty and went to many places in these years, but he couldn't find Lu Xi's Zuohua Cave Mansion. Now this place is the last one.

Based on a love poem written by Lu Xi himself, Wang Tianwen spent a lot of experience searching before he found this place.

Wang Tianwen's imperial weapon flew towards the distance, and not long after, he landed outside a plum blossom forest, and a faint fragrance of flowers filled the air.

Lu Xi is the head of the eight sages in Meishan. He loved plum blossoms and painted many plum blossoms.

Wang Tianwen took a deep breath and stepped into the plum blossom forest.

The plum blossom grove was very large, and Wang Tianwen couldn't get out after walking for a day and a night. In fact, it was him who touched the restriction.

Wang Tianwen turned a blind eye to the surrounding situation and continued to walk forward.

This time he left, it was a year.

Wang Tianwen's gaze was firm, he cupped his hands at the void, and said: "Senior Lu, junior Wang Tianwen, admires senior's character, and came here specially to see senior, if there is anything disturbing, please don't blame senior."

After saying this, he continued to walk forward. He felt a sudden blur in front of his eyes, and he suddenly appeared in a valley surrounded by singing birds and fragrant flowers. Not far away was a blue stone pavilion, and a middle-aged scholar with a fair face was sitting In the pavilion, there is a chessboard on the stone table.

When Wang Tianwen saw the middle-aged Confucian student, his pupils shrank. The middle-aged Confucian student was Lu Xi. He was still alive?No, he found that the other party was just a phantom, not an entity.

Wang Tianwen stepped forward quickly, bowed and said, "Junior Wang Tianwen, pay my respects to Senior Lu."

"Why are you here? Is it really just to meet the old man? No other purpose?"

Lu Xi looked at Wang Tianwen with an indifferent expression.

Wang Tianwen hesitated for a moment, then said: "Don't hide it from seniors, the younger generation came here for your inheritance, the seniors are for the country and the people, the inheritance should not be cut off."

"You don't hide it, so what about serving the country and the people? This old man is still sitting here, so you can go back and forth wherever you come from! The old man's inheritance will not be left to anyone." Lu Xi sneered at the corner of his mouth, coldly Said.

"Senior Lu, the younger generation has been visiting the people of Dayan these years. The local people still remember your kindness. It has been thousands of years, and they have not forgotten you. You should not bury everything you have learned in the loess. The younger generation is willing to inherit what you have learned. , to justify your name, those who serve the country and the people should be known to the whole world, and those who are demons should be cast aside by everyone."

Wang Tianwen said sternly, with firm eyes.

"The whole world knows it? What a big tone, why do you have it?"

Wang Tianwen took a step forward and said seriously: "With a righteous spirit, people are doing what the sky is watching. You live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, turning a blind eye to the darkness of the world, and ghosts and monsters come on stage to play, and the people who suffer are not the common people?"

Lu Xi was silent for a while, and asked: "You are practicing Confucianism! What do you think is Confucianism? What is immortality? What is the relationship between the two?"

"Confucianism is the same as the word for immortal, and there is a character next to it. To cultivate an immortal, you must first be a human being, and a person must read books to understand things and distinguish right from wrong. Confucianism is an immortal who understands things, and immortals are not Confucianism. In the eyes of ordinary people, you and the younger generation We are all immortals, but in fact we are just stronger people."

Surprise flashed in Lu Xi's eyes, he looked Wang Tianwen up and down, and asked, "If you succeed in cultivation, what do you want to do most?"

"Protect the tribe, protect the family."

"Guarding the family? It's ridiculous, you only have Xiaojia in your eyes, and you don't have everyone at all."

Wang Tianwen shook his head, and said solemnly: "If there is no small family, how can we come from everyone? If the younger generation doesn't even love the family that gave birth to them, it would be ungrateful. If the younger generation is such a person, will they love those strangers who are not related by blood? Countless small families make up the big family, and everyone protects the small family.”

Lu Xi remained silent, and after a while, he said, "Play a game of chess with me, and if you win, the old man's inheritance will be yours."

Wang Tianwen breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and walked to the stone pavilion to play chess with Lu Xi.

Wang Tianwen's chess skills were not high, but he was surprised to find that Lu Xi's chess skills were even worse, or that Lu Xi let him.

After a cup of tea, Lu Xi threw away the chess piece in his hand, sighed and said, "If the old man loses, the inheritance will be given to you."

"Senior, are you deliberately losing to me?"

Wang Tianwen said cautiously.

Lu Xi showed reminiscence, and said: "I have only lost three times in my life. The first time, I lost to fame. The second time, I lost to power. The last time, I lost to you. You Don't forget your original intention, remember what you said just now, countless small families make up everyone, everyone protects the small family, you don't need to justify the old man's name, if you have a chance, go to Lu Wangfu for me, find a royal child named Kong Yulian, and send me Give this painting to her, she probably won't be here anymore, so say sorry for me."

He took out a cyan scroll and handed it to Wang Tianwen.

"Senior, this junior will definitely help you fulfill your wish, junior..."

Wang Tianwen hadn't finished speaking when a blur suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He suddenly appeared in the plum blossom forest. There was a cyan scroll on the ground not far away, and there was a cyan storage bag next to the scroll.

Wang Tianwen knelt down, kowtowed heavily three times, and said, "Senior Lu, this junior will definitely remember your teachings."

He took a deep breath, put away the cyan scroll and the cyan storage bag, and left the imperial weapon.

(End of this chapter)