binnovel Chapter 117, Floor 9
Chapter 117, Floor 9
Chapter 117 The Ninth Floor
As Shen Ling finished speaking, everyone on the second floor widened their eyes and then gasped in unison.
"The second realm of calligraphy: iron strokes and silver hooks?"
Kong Hexuan licked his dry lips, then murmured, his face full of shock.
"Impossible, he definitely cheated!"
Han Lu shouted loudly, as if he were insane. The talent that Ye Ru had displayed made him somewhat afraid.
"If you can answer the same questions as the great Confucian scholars correctly, I'll allow you to advance ten thousand meters. How about that?"
The mirage spirit glanced at Han Lu and said indifferently.
"The True Questions of a Great Confucian Scholar..."
Upon hearing this, the members of the prominent families felt as if they had been struck by a giant hammer, their minds going completely blank. A sense of horror, like a raging storm, surged through their hearts.
……
At this moment, Ye Ru arrived at the third floor. On this floor, there were two bronze lion bells, which were inlaid on both sides of the gate. There were only three couplets on the gate, and no mirage spirits.
"Lanterns hang in the apricot blossom sky, peach blossoms bloom red, plum blossoms bloom white, flowers adorn headdresses, flowers bloom with every step, flowers upon flowers, the fragrance of a hundred flowers permeates the land of flowers and horses;"
"Serial connection?"
Looking at the couplet, Ye Ru realized that it was much more difficult than Wang Bieqiu's original couplet, which was based on the imperial judgment.
After a moment's thought, Ye Ru picked up his pen and wrote:
"The Jialu (甲简) reveals the auspiciousness of the Jiazi (甲子) in the Jiazi year. The Jiazi is auspicious, the ... and the Jiazi is auspicious.
He then looked at the second couplet.
"Idle people are not allowed to enter; only virtuous people are permitted."
"This couplet is quite ingenious. The first and fifth characters are homophones. Even those from the most aristocratic families would find it quite difficult to create one. This young Ke from the Yin-Yang School is quite talented."
Ye Ru shook his head, but felt a surge of curiosity towards Xiao Ke.
"Thieves, stay away; those who uphold the Way, come forth."
After finishing writing, Ye Ru looked at the third couplet and was even more surprised:
"The sun over the vast sea, the rosy clouds over Chicheng, the snow of Emei, the clouds over Wuxia, the moon over Dongting, the mist over Pengli, the rain over Xiaoxiang, the peaks of Wuyi, and the waterfalls of Lushan—all these wonders of the universe are depicted on the walls of my study."
"This couplet is quite grand. The person who came up with it must be an arrogant and unconventional person. If that's the case, then I'll also become an arrogance."
Ye Ru chuckled softly, then picked up his pen and wrote:
"Collecting ancient and modern masterpieces such as Yuefu poems, Chang Kang paintings, Zuo Zhuan prose, Sima history, Xue Tao paper, You Jun postscript, Zhuangzi classics, Sima Xiangru rhapsodies, and Qu Yuan's Li Sao, I place them by my mountain window."
This was something he had seen in that world. He altered Du Fu's poems and Wang Wei's paintings. Yuefu poetry brought great fame, while Chang Kang was a painter of the Wei and Jin dynasties, proficient in portraits, Buddhist images, birds and animals, and landscapes. He was known as the "Three Perfections" of his time: the perfection of painting, the perfection of literature, and the perfection of eccentricity. He is grouped with Cao Buxing, Lu Tanwei, and Zhang Sengyao as the "Four Great Masters of the Six Dynasties".
"A perfect triplet, you have great talent."
At that moment, a voice echoed through the air, startling Ye Ru, who then looked around.
"Stop looking, I'm here."
Suddenly, a lion's head appeared on the gate, looking at Ye Ru with admiration.
"Throughout history, there have been few people who have been able to connect the three lines. Zhou Yu, the Grand Commander of the Wu Kingdom, once came here, but eventually disappeared in this place. Your talent is comparable to that of Zhou Yu."
The lion spoke casually, yet Ye Ru pondered it carefully.
If Zhou Yu has been here, then it can be concluded that the "Taiping Yaoshu" is most likely here.
"You've passed the third floor, go ahead."
The gate opened, revealing an endless abyss. Ye Ru swallowed hard and stepped into the abyss.
The fourth floor was completely dark, with only countless gales. These gusts of wind were able to penetrate the Book Palace and destroy it and the Book Core.
"This is the spirit of a scholar. Just keep going until the end, and you will automatically enter the fifth level."
A voice came from the sky, and Ye Ru summoned the eighteen words of profound meaning, which directly blocked all the strong winds in the area, and then entered the fifth floor.
"I didn't expect the fifth floor to be lit up."
The old man on the second floor looked at the palace lanterns on the fifth floor, a solemn expression appearing in his eyes.
"Ye Ru actually stepped onto the fifth floor?"
Upon hearing this, the people who were writing Ye Ru's copy of "Changfeng Tie" were so startled that they almost dropped their brushes.
"Fifth floor, doesn't that mean they're three thousand meters ahead of us?"
Kong Hexuan also looked solemn and said in a low voice.
"This young man has already reached the fifth floor, and you're only on the second floor, really..."
The old man couldn't help but roll his eyes and sneer.
"Hmph, he'll definitely fail on the fifth floor!"
Su Liu thought maliciously, but as soon as she finished speaking, the lights on the fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth floors suddenly shone brightly like the moon!
This scene once again shocked everyone, including the old man.
"Throughout history, no one has ever reached the ninth floor. Even Zhou Yu only reached the eighth floor. Those on the ninth floor lacked talent and thus traveled eight thousand meters."
The old man from the mirage spirit snapped out of his shock and murmured.
"When the ninth palace lantern appears, the successor of the 'Peaceful Era' will emerge. Perhaps Zhou Gongjin's prophecy is about to come true..."
The lion spirit on the third floor murmured.
At this moment, Ye Ru appeared on the ninth floor, panting heavily. The fifth and sixth floors were all places where the power of the Book's Core was used, which was a piece of cake for him, who possessed the Book's Core Realm and was as solid as a rock.
The seventh and eighth floors, on the other hand, are tests of talent and ability, which he was naturally able to pass.
However, the ninth floor is the floor of inner demons, and he was facing his closest relatives.
Father, Mother!
He had previously seen his father and mother transform into demons and attack him. Although his parents had disappeared when he was two years old, the feeling that blood is thicker than water was absolutely true.
I killed this inner demon with my own hands right here.
"You murdered your father and mother, what is your punishment!"
At that moment, a voice as majestic as a saint resounded throughout the world. Confucius appeared in the sky above, holding the Analects in one hand and the Spring and Autumn Annals in the other, riding on auspicious golden clouds.
Upon hearing this, Ye Ru suddenly looked up, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinholes.
'Is this Confucius?'
Feeling the pressure of this holy power, Ye Ru came back to his senses and was immediately shocked.
"I have long heard that the Mirage Spirit is a creature of a hundred transformations. Seeing it today, it certainly lives up to its reputation."
Just as Ye Ru felt powerless, Xiao Bai suddenly darted out from Ye Ru's sleeve, its red eyes glowing crimson, its pupils reflecting a chaotic mass.
"I am Confucius! You have murdered your father and mother, violating all human ethics. Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven and execute you here!"
Confucius roared, and the Spring and Autumn Annals brush in his hand transformed into a mountain, pressing down on Ye Ru.
The immense pressure contained within made Ye Ru feel as insignificant as an ant, and his fighting spirit was gradually destroyed.
"Father...Mother...Where are you...?"
Seeing Ye Ru so dejected, Xiao Bai sighed. She knew that this mirage spirit was formed by the combined literary talent of the entire mirage, so it was understandable that Ye Ru had no fighting spirit.
After a moment, it raised its head, its gaze fixed on the rapidly pressing Spring and Autumn Brush, let out a heroic laugh, and directly clashed with the Spring and Autumn Brush.
"I'd like to see just how much of this false saint you really are!"