Fan Yi's mood was completely broken.

...

"Swish!"

In my state of mind, I was naturally the master of a world. I stepped in and fell into the academy. I also picked up a book and opened it. It was a book of "The Great Learning". After a glance, I didn't read it again. I rolled up the book, passed by the old master, and sat down in front of Fan Yi. I looked at it and discussed the story with him like two scholars.

"Ouyang Luli..."

Fan Yi's face had not dried up and he said, "Why... why did he bring me here?"

"Mind Shrine."

I looked at him and said, "This is the most longing for in everyone's state of mind. It's not that I bring you here, but that the place where you, Fan Yi, misses the most is here, isn't it?"

He burst into tears and raised his head and sighed, "Did I really do something wrong? It is not my wish to deceive my teachers and destroy ancestors. I just want to open up a path that Confucianism should take, rather than... being controlled by heaven and earth step by step, and by one's own rules."

I frowned and said, "Confucianism itself emphasizes self-restraint and ritual, gentle, kind, respectful, and frugal. You don't want to be controlled by rules and want to gain true freedom. This is contrary to Confucianism. And you make mistakes again and again. The more you make mistakes, the more you miss and cherish this small school. In fact, whether you have done anything wrong, you have already had an answer in your heart, right?"

Fan Yi cried and said, "I can never look back. Old man, I can never look back. Fan Yi has become a complete traitor under your knowledge, and I can never go back..."

"Where is Lin Xi..."

I looked at him with tears rolling, and said, "Where did you exile my Lin Xi? Fan Yi, as a scholar, how could you do evil like this?"

Fan Yi's eyes crossed my shoulders and looked at the old master, crying and said, "Old man, he has repeatedly opposed me, so I will take revenge. I sent his fiancée into the chaotic time. Did you do something wrong? Shouldn't I do this?"

The old master picked up the ruler and gently fell into the air twice. Suddenly, two golden rays of light fell on Fan Yi's shoulders one by one. The old master smiled warmly: "A gentleman asks for himself, and a villain asks for others. Do you think you have done something wrong?"

Fan Yi raised his head and laughed, tears flowing: "This is it...this is it...sorry, Ouyang Luli..."

When he raised his head and laughed, his body quickly solidified, as if it had turned into a golden stone statue, and then it collapsed bit by bit. Fan Yi's mood, Fan Yi's soul finally broke in front of me for fear. And at the moment his head collapsed, traces of a golden city appeared. In the center of the city, a golden pagoda was connected to the sky, surrounded by auspicious clouds, and indescribable holiness.

"What's this?"

I frowned, and the next moment, I withdrew from the valley of mood.

...

"Swish!"

Just as he left the valley of Mind, Fan Yi's soul, bound by six thunder and lightning chains, dissipated with the wind. Everyone beside him was shocked. Sula said in horror: "What's going on? Fan Yi's soul has been wiped out?"

"Um."

I nodded: "Fan Yi has opened his heart and has truly escaped into reincarnation."

"Have you found a clue?" Feng Buwen asked.

"A little clue."

I waved my hand gently and said, "Sula, Sylvia, lead everyone back to the Dragon Realm. I have something to talk about with the wind."

"OK."

The right and left arm of the Dragon Domain flew away from Jingguan with a group of dragon knights, and I stepped out in one step, and the abyss mace set off a small world, covering everything around me. In the eyes of others, Feng Buwen and I seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. The three mountain gentlemen, Mu Tiancheng, Guan Yang, and Nangong Yi, also clasped their fists and retreated.

"how?"

Feng Buwen said lightly: "What kind of clues have you found?"

I raised my hand gently and shared the picture that appeared before Fan Yi's mood collapsed just now in front of Feng Buwen's eyes, saying, "This is the last clue that Fan Yi gave me. Where do you see this? A golden city and a golden eavesing pagoda."

"this……"

Feng Buwen narrowed his eyes and said, "I have never heard of such a city before."

"Feng Xiang is well-known and remembered, but he doesn't even know you."

I frowned: "What should I do? Fan Yi gave me this tip. I guess this city has clues I need, and maybe it is related to Lin Xi's whereabouts."

"so……"

Feng Buwen said in a deep voice: "The imperial capital library contains many rare ancient trees, perhaps we can find the answer there. If King Xiaoyao is willing, then follow Feng Buwen to read the book?"

"Yeah, OK!"

So, the wind did not smell the white long sleeves, and the landscape weather wrapped us in it. The next moment, we had already traveled through the mountains and rivers. In less than ten seconds, we arrived in front of a mountain in the imperial capital. On the side of the mountain, towers stood with clouds and mist, full of ancient meaning. In front of us, a team of imperial soldiers responsible for guarding the library.

A lieutenant immediately stepped forward, clasped his fists and said respectfully: "See King Xiaoyao! See Fengxiang!"

"Um."

Feng Buwen nodded: "Are you responsible for guarding the library?"

“That’s right!”

"King Xiaoyao and I want to check the collections in the library. Please find someone responsible for managing the library to lead the way!"

"yes!"

Not long after, a middle-aged scholar wearing a long blue gown came over, bowed and smiled and said, "What kind of classic books are you looking for? The imperial capital has 22 library buildings, each with 15 floors. The books in each library are very different. The first building's collection was written by the great Confucian wise men, the second building's collection is scripture from ancient times to the present, the third building's collection is historical books, and the fourth building's collection is landscape travel notes, poetry, songs, etc...."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Buwen waved his hand and said, "We want to find books that record a golden city. There is a tower of Tiantong in the golden city, and the auspicious aura is rich."

"oh……"

The scholar nodded: "This... should be found in the collection of historical books, landscape travel notes, ancient anecdotes, and other books."

"knew."

Feng Buwen stretched out his hand and pointed to a library in front of him, saying, "King Xiaoyao and I are reading a lot of books on the first floor of this library. You ordered the people in the library to bring all the related books here."

"Yes, sir!"

...

When I entered the library, the first batch of books had already come out, most of which were in black and white, and some were bamboo slips. However, the bamboo slips had been revised countless times, and there were traces of cleaning on the surface. Just when I picked up a roll of bamboo slips and read them, Feng Buwen was already sitting in front of the desk. With a wave of his sleeve, a book was immediately without wind. It was accompanied by a golden wind that "rattled" the book. Feng Buwen narrowed his eyes, as if he was still a wise man who could not forget him. He finished reading a thick book in less than half a minute.

"Are you finished reading?" I asked.

"I've finished reading."

Feng Buwen nodded and smiled: "A note about ancient interesting stories is actually quite interesting."

"Is there any record of the golden city?"

“No.”

"oh."

I moved a stool and sat aside, saying, "Feng Xiang is a scholar. I read books quickly. I won't join in the fun. Just wait for the result here."

Feng Buwen nodded: "King Xiaoyao is indeed a sensible person."

I rolled my eyes, whispered in my heart, and then I was really waiting for the result on the spot.

...

The wind does not hear the quickness of reading books, not just ten lines at a glance, but books and book simplified books are passing by quickly. The scholars responsible for moving books are in batches, some even come with loads of loads. The imperial royal city has a rich collection of books, and it has indeed reached a point where there are plenty of books. However, it is still impossible to resist the wind does not hear the quickness of reading books.

Nearly three hours later, countless books were read. Finally, Feng Buwen's narrowed eyes suddenly opened wide and said, "Found it!"

"ah!?"

I stepped forward: "Finished?"

"Well, a mountain and river travel notes compiled by anyone."

The wind did not hear a roll of bamboo slips that were about to be eaten, and gently touched the engraved text on it, saying, "There was a sacred city in ancient times, called the Golden City. There was a pagoda in the city, which conveyed the will of heaven. The city was located in the depths of the East China Sea. There were once fishermen who occasionally saw it. After stepping into the city, they were full of wealth and harmony. Everyone was full of melons and fruits, and birds were everywhere. Fishermen who entered the city were welcomed to entertain themselves. After a few months, they were homesick and drove out of the city. When they turned around, they were nowhere to be seen!"

"A story of the Peach Blossom Land!"

I frowned and smiled, "But according to the description, it is indeed this city."

"What is the story of the Peach Blossom Spring?" Feng Buwen was surprised.

"You don't understand."

I waved my hand and said, "It's a masterpiece in my world."

"oh?"

Feng Buwen laughed and said, "When someone is well-read, he actually has such works? If King Xiaoyao saves his wife, he might as well bring a few more books to give to someone Feng, which can be regarded as repaying someone Feng's kindness for reading thousands of books for you."

"Okay, no problem!"

I nodded, narrowed my eyes and said, "However, the depths of the East China Sea are a bit difficult to find. How deep is the East China Sea so big?"

“It won’t be too deep.”

The wind lit up and said, "How far can a fisherman ride a boat? What's more, how long can the food and water on the fishing boat last? So, I think the so-called East China Sea is extremely deep, at most it can be reached by a hundred miles off the shore. Xiaoyao King is now in a quasi-divine realm, and his ability to understand the world is far better than that of ordinary people. As long as you guard the East China Sea, there will always be an answer."

"knew."

I stood up and folded my fists: "Thank you, Fengxiang. If you can find any clues, I will ask you to drink and drink the best wine in the world."

"Okay, I'm in the inferior Xiaoyao King's fine wine!"

...

Above the East China Sea, clouds linger.

I sat in the clouds, overlooking the entire sea area. After opening the ten directions of the steam wheel eye, I could close it again and understand the world and all things. This steam wheel eye of the ten directions is indispensable.
To be continued...