Tianji Building.

Tianji Pavilion is mysterious. Although it records this vast world and peeks into Tianji, it is difficult for the world to see it. Therefore, the specific location of Tianji Tower in the center of Tianji Pavilion is inevitably speculated by the world. Some say it is in the vast desert to the west, some say it is hidden in the vast misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and some say it is built deep in the seabed of Yingxian Sea.

Some people even say that Tianji Pavilion is the wind, the ubiquitous wind, the strongest wind in the world, so Tianji Tower leans into the wind. The time when the wind blows, it is when Tianji Pavilion passes by, brushing through all living beings, brushing through the five lakes, seas, and land in the nine provinces.

In today's world, few people will trace the origin to the origin. Tianji Pavilion was established when Liangyang first established the dynasty. In order to control the lifeline of the country and the order of the world. Therefore, it is hard to think that Tianji Pavilion, which has developed to master the lifeline of the entire martial arts world, will be in a place where it is least likely to appear.

Wherever the imperial capital is, it is where it is.

Luoyang.

Mo Wendong and Ling Aoyang walked side by side on a corridor in Tianji Building. On the walls on both sides of the corridor were piled with thousands of books covered with new dust.

There are countless secrets that are hard to find in this vast sea of ​​books. Since the Tianji Pavilion abolished the position of the Lord of the Pavilion a hundred years ago, these secrets have no longer belonged to one person, but to every member of the Tianji Pavilion. If any member of the Tianji Pavilion wants to obtain relevant information, they can apply. Members distributed in Luoyang City will come to the Tianji Tower to sort out and search, and then convey them in the form of letters. Each letter has a special mechanism lock, which cannot be opened by members of the Tianji Pavilion.

Ling Aoyang reached out to wipe a row of books, then gently twisted the dust on his fingertips, and said sadly: "The thousands of books in Tianji Tower are still there, but the person who clears the dust for the thousands of books is no longer in this city."

Mo Wendong nodded, "His Royal Highness Cheng is a special person. When quiet, you can leave traces of reading the books in the building. When you can't sit still, you can come to the market and drink and have fun with his so-called friends."

"Teacher, are you here, are you praising him?" Ling Aoyang frowned.

"No, I'm just sighing. I feel that although Your Highness Cheng has such a good temperament, he can't be the emperor and never be the emperor." Mo Wendong walked forward with his hands behind his back, "Aoyang, why are you so sensitive to your brothers recently?"

"Maybe I took that position too seriously." Ling Aoyang blew off the dust on his hands and said Youyou.

Mo Wendong smiled, "Let's go, the master can't wait."

The two continued walking forward and walked to the end of the corridor, but found a woman in gold standing there early.

"It seems that some people came earlier than us." Ling Aoyang said.

Yan Jiwei turned around and saw the person coming clearly, and hurriedly bowed and bowed, "Your Highness King Jing, Grand Master."

Mo Wendong seemed to have guessed her purpose and pointed to the gate ahead, "The master is inside, why did Prince Muhuai refuse to enter?"

Yan Ji showed a slight hesitation, "This..."

"She is no longer the one she used to be, and she may not recognize you, it's okay." Mo Wendong smiled harmoniously, pushed open the door and said to the woman in red robe who was reading books inside: "People's Lord."

The woman in a red veil put down the book in her hand and stood up to salute, "Your Highness, Grand Master, Prince Muhuai."

"The vast thousands of books in Tianji Tower will belong to you from now on. If others want to get it, they must look at your expression." Ling Aoyang went straight to the table of the woman in red robe and sat down, poured a cup of tea.

"But there is someone who never has to look at other people's faces, and it has remained unchanged forever." The woman in red robe lowered her head and said.

"Who?" Ling Aoyang took a sip of tea indifferently.

"Emperor." The woman in red robe replied with a smile.

"Emperor." Ling Aoyang played with the valuable moonlight cup in his hand, and his calm face gradually became colder. "There is no longer a suspense in the position of the emperor."

"Aoyang, being too sharp is a bad thing, and being too sharp is not necessarily a good thing. You are too confident." Mo Wendong came to Ling Aoyang and said earnestly.

"Yes." Ling Aoyang calmed down and said lightly.

Mo Wendong slowly walked to the table and said to the woman in red robe: "How did you find out what you left to you?"

The woman in red robe flipped through the book, "Ya Yuque was destroyed on the Yingxian Sea, but the murderer was not the Fenfang Pavilion in Luoyang, which is rumored by the martial arts world, but a woman. Since thirteen years ago, Tianji Pavilion has recorded her very few records, as if it had evaporated out of thin air. Occasionally, she would be floating on the Yingxian Sea. However, it is worth mentioning that she is also in Liuyue Villa at this moment."

Mo Wendong frowned when he heard the words, "Is it her?"

The woman in red robe nodded and said, "The Grand Master is not wrong, it is the person you think of. She once had a friendship with you."

Mo Wendong was stunned, then smiled, "Talking to a person who knows how to see through the heart is really hard to hide the secret. This tastes really bad."

"The Grand Master asked me to check the files about the Yayuque extermination. I guess what game was set up at this sword sacrifice conference?" After a moment of dismay, the woman in red robe suddenly asked.

Mo Wendong did not act at all, but said calmly: "You are asking a very dangerous question."

The woman in red robe raised her head slightly, "As the head of Tianji Pavilion, she must pay attention to every message from all directions, incorporate it into the sea of ​​literary mountains and books in Tianji Tower, run through the spring and autumn, and stay for thousands of years for future generations to speak. I hope the Grand Master will answer truthfully, and Tianji Pavilion will not be revealed. For me, it is not just a saying."

"What a secret of heaven cannot be leaked." Mo Wendong sat down with praise, picked up a cup of tea that Ling Aoyang had poured for him in advance, and murmured: "A seed will eventually sprout. Even if it is turbulent during the germination period, as long as it is nourished enough in the growth period, it will be enough to grow into a towering tree that covers the soul."

"Seed?" the woman in red robe repeated gently.

"A year ago, the bloody murder of the family caused a sensation in the world. Wouldn't you really think that just a young man who was only seventeen years old could slaughter the Fenxiang Pavilion with a deep foundation?" Mo Wendong smiled slightly, turned the teacup in his hand, but did not drink it. "It's just that I, the noble man, helped me."

"So that's it." The woman in red robe understood her eyebrows and held the pen to record it.

"When Ya Yuque was destroyed on the sea, some people actually escaped in order to find the little Que master who escaped in the vast sea of ​​people, hoping to rebuild the Ya Yuque by relying on him. But every sword sacrifice meeting he had to represent the no longer existed Ya Yuque, just as if the Ya Yuque still existed." Mo Wendong said in a deep voice: "And this time the sword sacrifice meeting, Chu Bi had already taken the little Que master into Liuyue Villa, and many old things would end. That's right."

"A new beginning."
Chapter completed!