Even in the wee hours of the morning, there are still many students who study tirelessly.
I was really sleepy, so I lay down on the table and slept for a while.
After waking up, continue studying.
Kyoto University has many talents, but there are also people who endure hardships and struggle.
Li Xiang thanked in a low voice, then sat down, and started to flip through the books.
The history of the decline and fall of the Great Qin Dynasty, the theory of the development of the Han Empire, and the life of Tang Xuanzong
Many books have turned yellow.
During the decades of the catastrophe, Kyushu was facing a critical situation of life and death. Villages and towns disappeared, cities fell, and technology and culture all experienced faults.
After entering the era of returning to ancestors, people's lives gradually settled down.
Some colleges and universities were rebuilt.
Kyoto University is one of the top institutions of higher learning in Kyushu.
Carrying the banner of culture and even the recovery of civilization.
After the rebuilding of Kyoto University, the first thing to do was to build a library and collect books across the country.
Books in original packaging, or manuscripts, were imported into this huge and magnificent library.
Many books are already orphans.
Li Xiang gently took a book.
His fingers slowly slid across the cover of the book.
"I have an impression of this book on the Chen Qiao Mutiny."
"It was sent by a young man named Zhao Zixuan."
"It was raining that day, and he wrapped the box containing the books with his clothes. The books didn't get wet, but he got drenched through."
"He was relieved when he delivered the book to the library."
"After chatting, we found out that these books were collected by his grandfather for many years. During the catastrophe, the city they were in was hit by the beast tide."
"When the old man ran away, he was bitten by a fierce beast on both legs. He exhausted his last bit of strength and threw the box containing the books to his family."
"He reads these books more than his life."
The long-browed immortal exhaled quietly, and murmured:
"Culture can have gaps, but the fire must never be extinguished."
"Some things are worth protecting with our lives."
Li Xiang felt that the book in his hand was suddenly a little heavy.
He opened it gently.
On the title page, three words were written in willow script: Zhao Siwen.
At the corner of the book, there is a cloud of light red, spreading to the name.
It's blood stained.
Before Li Xiang's eyes, he seemed to see the scene of the dying old man struggling to throw the bookcase out.
Surrounded by ferocious beasts, people running in panic and screaming.
The ferocious monster bit his legs.
His life has come to an end.
How desperate he must have been at that time.
You can see when the book box was picked up by the grandson.
He should have seen a glimmer of light from the darkness of despair.
this ancient nation.
A civilization that has been passed down for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
That's it, from generation to generation, from generation to generation.
Li Xiang was silent, flipping through the pages.
The long-browed immortal seemed to have sensed the change in his mood, gave the young man a meaningful look, and left quietly.
Outside.
Seeing the Immortal with Long Eyebrows coming out, the old man in the wheelchair asked, "How is it?"
Immortal Changmei said: "You're not a big girl, why are you ashamed, can't you go and see for yourself?"
The old man snorted, "Are you so impatient when I ask you to do something? If it weren't for my research results, you would be able to return to your ancestors for the fourth time so smoothly?"
"Okay, okay, always talk about this shit."
The long-browed immortal waved his hand at the middle-aged man who was pushing the wheelchair, "Xiao Li, let me chat with your father alone for a while."
The middle-aged man owed his body.
Immortal Changmei pushed a wheelchair and strolled in the quiet campus.
Trees are planted on both sides of the road, and street lamps pass through the branches and leaves, spreading mottled light and shadow on the bluestone road.
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Immortal Changmei said in a tone of confession: "I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes, and I have suffered from such an old rascal like you."
The corners of the old man's mouth curled up triumphantly, and he was about to say something when he suddenly clutched his chest and coughed violently.
The sound of coughing made the middle-aged man who fell far behind feel anxious.
The Long-Browed Immortal frowned, and gently placed his right palm on the old man's back, passing a stream of pure spiritual energy.
The old man's cough slowed down, his pale face regained some color, and he sighed, "This half of my body is buried in the soil."
"I have taught so many students, but none of them can really inherit my mantle."
"Xiao Su, that girl, is barely able to get involved."
"It's a pity that she was too pessimistic, and she returned to Tongzhou Mansion again, and she couldn't make much achievements."
The old man looked downcast.
Immortal Changmei said: "So you put your mind on that kid Li Xiang?"
The old man did not deny it either: "In just a few days, I have returned to the ancestors twice, and they are all shocking ancestors like Zhang Zhenren and Fudo Mingwang. Do you believe me when I say that I have no idea?"
The long-browed immortal shook his head, "Ancestors are not necessarily suitable for research, and you are the best example."
The old man smiled wryly, "If I were to return to my ancestors, I might live a few more years and push the progress of my research forward. It's a pity."
He was silent for a moment, then raised his head, his cloudy eyes passed through the gap between the plane trees, and looked at the night sky, "Are there really gods in the sky?"
The immortal with long eyebrows was a little displeased: "You are dark under the lamp."
"Ha ha."
The expression on the old man's face was quite disdainful, "Just you? You?"
He waved his hand, "People call you 36 immortals, do you really think you are immortals?"
"Ancestors are nothing but awakened ancestors' blood genes."
"Even if you are 100% compatible, you are not really gods."
"For example, the old man Wang, who returned to his ancestors was just an alchemy boy under the seat of the Supreme Laojun, so he dared to call himself Laojun, and built a few houses at will, called Tushita Palace, and he didn't want to be shameless."
"There's also that Yuanxuzi who fucks with women every day, even his close relatives and cousins, so he might as well call him Kidney Xuzi, it's embarrassing."
The long-browed fairy was speechless.
Because this guy is telling the truth.
The outside world believes that the fourth-order returnees are immortals.
But only they themselves know that the so-called immortals are just false immortals.
Even if it can really move mountains and fill seas, it only touches the power of gods.
rather than its essence.
He can clearly feel that his body and soul are flawed.
As for what was missing, he didn't know.
This problem has troubled them, these fourth-order immortals, for decades.
The Immortal with Long Eyebrows sighed, "We don't want to either."
The old man suddenly said, "I have a guess."
The long-browed fairy was taken aback.
The old man hesitated for a moment, and instead of saying it directly, he asked instead: "Do you know the list of gods?"
The long-browed fairy nodded.
The List of Conferred Gods is actually a list. According to legend, during the Shangzhou period, the Grand Duke enshrined the gods at the Conferred Gods Platform. Those who made the list, after death, their souls would ascend to the heavens to fill the position of gods.
The immortal with long eyebrows was puzzled, "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"
The old man said slowly, "There is a saying, it is called being in the class of immortals. Since when the grandpa conferred the gods, the souls filled the vacancy of the gods in the heavenly court, what about you?"
The long-browed fairy was startled.
The old man turned around and stared straight at him, "Have you ever thought that the reason why you fourth-order returnees can't become true immortals may be because you lack a canonization?"
In the mind of the long-browed immortal, it seemed that a thunder had exploded.
canonized?
Do gods still need canonization?
Who is capable and qualified to be canonized?
in the library.
Li Xiang picked up another book.
He seemed to feel something, raised his head, and looked out the window.
On the glass window of the library, there is a silhouette of a profile face.
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