Contentment.

Xu Changsheng, who grew up in the mountains, has always understood this truth. Many times, if you don't know how to be satisfied, you will not only get more, but you will even pay back the little you gain.

So he was very satisfied to be able to temper his body on the eighth level.

At first, he thought that the great monk outside the tower said that he could only reach six levels at most, because he thought he had come to the conclusion after seeing through all his strengths.

Fortunately, manpower is exhausted, and the monk cannot see himself clearly.

The power of the stars enters the body.

The young man can clearly feel the little changes in his body. Putting aside his muscles, bones, flesh and blood, he can feel the surging power with a slight squeeze of his fists. But more changes seem to be the result of the power of the stars entering.

After taking the body, it merged with his own flesh and blood, and the changes brought about were somewhat difficult for Xu Changsheng himself to comprehend.

After a few breaths, even the blood flowing in the body was gradually stained with starlight.

for a long time.

Gradually he stood up, the young man's body was covered with starlight, like a god coming to the world. After a moment of meditation, the young man started to play the familiar "Mountains and Seas".

On the ninth floor separated by that wall, an old man stroked his beard and smiled. He seemed quite satisfied with this.

At some point, the young man who had been practicing outside the tower had also taken a rest and was carving something.

After a while, a wooden butterfly took shape in his hand.

The young man looked quite satisfied, grinned, and then let go of the butterfly.

The young man put his hands on his hips and looked up at his masterpiece.

Butterflies take off into the sky and fly around in the valley.

Sikong Tan turned around and opened his eyes suddenly, obviously not believing the scene in front of him. He saw little bits of starlight attached to the butterfly. After a moment, the butterfly turned into a butterfly. Within a moment, the entire valley was filled with twinkling stars.

Starry butterflies flutter.

Looking at the strange scenery in front of him, Hong Nanlan also opened his eyes wide, as if he saw something among the butterflies and butterflies...

The young man held up his sleeves with his hands, his eyes gradually became wet with tears, and he closed his eyes again.

…

Tang Shenyuan asked his old friend.

His old friend also told him that he would stay on this mountain of books for the rest of his life and would never go anywhere. The main reason was that he didn’t want to go down the mountain and see this place that made him sad even after seeing it over and over.

Instead of being sad in the world of mortals, it would be better to stand on the top of the mountain and look at the sea of ​​clouds, lie down and look at the stars in the sky, and be friends with books all day long.

Occasionally, I would see a few monks passing by with flying swords. When I was in a good mood, I would meet them. When I was in a bad mood, I would secretly kick them in the back, saying that I was helping them out.

Not to mention disappointed, this world-traveling scholar just felt that the world should know a little bit about his old friend’s knowledge. I believe that just a little bit would surprise the whole world.

And the world also owes him a lot.

Just because he doesn't want it doesn't mean he doesn't have to pay it back.

But does Meng Zixu care?

Maybe I cared about it when I was in the academy, and I also cared about it when I first came to this book mountain to move books. But after a long time, I no longer care, because so what if I care? I am still sad, and this world is still this world.

A pool of stagnant water, without any change.

So when talking to Tang Shenyuan, he really looked away.

He stood up and looked at the sea of ​​clouds at his feet, pointed at the setting sun in the distance, and laughed and said: "Human feelings are warm and cold, and things in the world change like the stars in the sky, going around and around. I stand here and settle here, why not?"

The young man who stepped out of the house happened to see this scene. Although he couldn't hear what the little book sage was saying, the young man did not seem to have that.

He was so disappointed. In his opinion, how could an old man who was like a rotten tree be worthy of his longing and long-standing admiration?

And in the far distance, a Confucian scholar with gray temples suddenly put down the book in his hand and smiled: "Good!"

But after all, Tang Shenyuan didn't stay here overnight, but took advantage of the getting dark and walked down the mountain with his students.

To put it in Mencius' words, why are you, a bad old man, staying here with me? If it were a young woman, I would force you to stay without your having to say anything. As for you, it's better to leave as soon as possible.

But when he said this, even the young man could notice that the short old man's eyes seemed a little gloomy.

So the old man who came from afar left, but the short old man who was still on the mountain was in his own little world, waving desperately to the figure.

Some people are old, but in the eyes of others, they are still young.

Because he only knew him when he was young.

So he is still young.

…

Prison Star Tower.

Nine floors.

A young man climbed up the stairs, his expression restrained, step by step, walking very steadily.

An old man leaned on the railing and looked at it. Knowing that the young man was firmly on the ninth floor, he turned around with a smile. Wherever his eyes went, the almost substantial starlight automatically dispersed to both sides, leaving a space between the two of them. An avenue of stars.

The young man bowed deeply to the old man and said, "Thank you, Senior Hong."

The old man smiled and said, "Thank you, Xiaoyou Xu."

Xu Changsheng stood up and looked around, a little strange, and asked: "How come... senior is the only one left? I heard from Hong Nanlan that people with hidden veins seem to be above the ninth floor..."

The remaining young people didn't say anything more, it was inappropriate.

The old man shook his head and said: "Don't worry, little friend, come one by one, I will answer your questions."

Xu Changsheng thought for a moment and seemed to feel no gravity at all. He walked towards the old man, and finally the two of them sat cross-legged opposite each other.

"Senior, are you waiting for me here?" The young man scratched his head, as if he was a little embarrassed by his rather presumptuous question.

The old man smiled and nodded: "You can say that."

The young man understood, "Is it the arrangement of Lord Feng Xiang?"

The old man was a little surprised, "My little friend is quite wise."

However, Xu Changsheng seemed not to have heard the compliment. He leaned forward slightly and said seriously: "Can you tell me in detail?"

The old man stroked his beard and shook his head, "I don't know much about this either. I was just arranged by Lord Feng Xiang to wait here for my little friend."

The young man was a little disappointed and sat back.

The old man smiled and said: "Then let me talk about it next."

"Except for me and Nan Lan, everyone else in our hidden vein is already in Huyang City."

The young man was slightly relieved. As long as the outcome was not the worst, he would be worthy of Hong Nanlan.

But in this way, Xu Changsheng was even more confused. How could he let Feng Buwen treat him like this? After all, the gap between the two was too big. Could it be the Tang and Song Dynasties again? Thinking about it carefully, it seems that only It could be him.

As for the other anonymous master, the young man really didn't know.

The young man scratched his head and if he couldn't figure it out, let's put it down for now.

"I am here also according to Master Feng Xiang's arrangement. In addition to waiting here for my little friend, I also have another thing to do, which is to temper your body."

"Tempering body?"

Sikong Tan's expression outside also changed, as if he thought of a certain rumor he heard in Huyang City before. After listening to it in detail, he found that the two of them were already in the small world of "Hong Banxian".

It's hard to hear this anymore. If he forcibly invades other people's little world again, how is this different from asking the sword to him?

The old man known as "Hong Banxian" slowly stood up and asked: "Do you know the difference between the eighth level and the ninth level?"

Xu Changsheng shook his head.

The old man smiled and stretched his hand forward a little. The surrounding starlight changed and turned into drops of water and streams.

The old man pointed at the dripping water and said, "This is the eighth floor."

Then he pointed to the stream and said, "This is the ninth floor."

"What you are currently using to temper your body is the power of the eighth level stars, and I think you have already used it to temper it to the extreme, right?"

The young man hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

After all, this is also a matter of habit. Since the body tempering has begun, when the future is uncertain, it is natural to stabilize the hand first.

The old man seemed a little regretful, "Once the power of the stars has been integrated to the extreme, it will be difficult to continue."

Xu Changsheng stood up and smiled, "It's okay, Senior Hong. I think I'm fine now."

As he spoke, the young man clenched his fists slightly, his fist energy flowing all over his body like a dragon, and the power of the surrounding stars shook with it.

The old man sensed for a moment and knew how much great power was hidden under the young man's small body. The old man was a little surprised, surprised by the young man's strength, but couldn't help but feel more regretful. With the young man's background, it shouldn't just be like this, no

You should use the eight levels of star power to temper your body, you should use these nine levels, or you should be selfish for once.

Go open that door.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to have thought of something and asked: "Extreme realm?"

The young man was a little surprised, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.
To be continued...