As Zhou Qingqing expected, Yan Danjue's pride only lasted for half a day, and he was stunned by the sudden bad news.

Because Song Yan's remarks in the Song Mansion were spreading in Shangjing City at an alarming speed.

Of course, this was not deliberately publicized by the Zhao family or the Song family, in fact, no one was needed to publicize it at all, and the people present at that time were spontaneously spreading it to the outside world.

This is earth-shattering gossip!

Not to mention the people in the Song Mansion, even among the servants brought by the Zhao family, not everyone is loyal, and there are not a few people who secretly preach to the outside world.

The Zhao family brought so many people, and originally also had the intention of promoting the act of "rejuvenating the teacher and asking the guilt", and wanted to confirm Song Yan's role in it, but he didn't expect to lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot.

So now it is rumored throughout Shangjing that Zhao Jinghua is a shameless woman, who first abandoned her fiancé Gao Pan and the four princes, and after being divorced by the four princes, she wanted to go back to find a "spare tire" to reunite......

At this time, it was noon, Zhou Qingqing took the two of them to sit in a restaurant, and when he heard such rumors, he suddenly didn't even smell the wine and meat in front of him.

Zhao Jinghua sat aside with a sad face, Zhou Qingqing had no choice but to comfort weakly, and Yan Danjue was patting the table in annoyance.

"Bastard bastard bastard!"

"Does this bastard Song Hongwen have a conscience, how can he say that?!"

"Woooooooooo......oo Jingjing, I'm sorry for you......"

Yan Danjue was impotent and furious, and couldn't think of any good way to reverse public opinion for a while, so she had to come to Zhao Jinghua's side and apologize with a sad face.

Zhao Jinghua glared at her angrily, as a party concerned, she was certainly annoyed by Song Yan's bloody mouth, but she also didn't have a good face for Yan Danjue, the initiator.

If it weren't for Yan Danjue's cleverness, she wouldn't have fallen to this point, and if she hadn't even provoked Song Hongwen, she might not have this now.

However, she knew that her friend was not malicious, and she couldn't blame her with her character, so she had to shake her head and say, "Forget it, anyway, I won't use that name again for the next period of time, or just wait a few days." ”

They have to be arrested for a period of time in the six gates, of course, it is impossible to use their original names, and they have already forged their identity information.

Fame is such a thing, since she is determined that she doesn't want to marry in the future, she just wants to be a heroine who walks the rivers and lakes, what impact does it have on her?

Zhao Jinghua is soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, once she makes a decision, she is actually much stronger than Yan Danjue imagined.

Yan Danjue wanted to say something, but she just shook her head.

Xiao Yan's apology was fruitless, so he had to look at Zhou Qingqing again, and said aggrievedly: "Zhou Zhutou, Song Hongwen is slandering, I want to sue the official!"

Zhou Qingqing helplessly held his forehead: "According to the laws of the Great Zhou, the crime of defamation and defamation needs to be filed by the party concerned or his relatives...... However, this case, even if Miss Zhao comes forward to sue in person, it is difficult to win. ”

"Why is this?!" Yan Danjue usually cares about the laws of the Great Zhou, and couldn't help but say.

"Because you have no solid evidence, you will not be able to judge the case when the time comes. Although there is no word "Rashomon" in this world, Zhou Qingqing has seen many similar scenes.

Yan Danjue couldn't help but be silent, she finally realized that there are people in this world who are not afraid of the power behind her, not Zhao Cen or Song Yan, but the people in the world.

People's words are terrible, and they are ruined. Only by standing in the center of the whole storm can we truly understand the deep meaning of these two idioms, and Yan Danjue is standing next to the center, which is even more uncomfortable.

"That'...... Zhou Zhutou, is there any remedy?" Yan Danjue asked as if he was letting out a sigh of relief.

Zhou Qingqing looked at her for a while, and made sure that she really wanted to help Zhao Jinghua, so he said: "For today's plan, only by letting Song Yan come forward to clarify in person, and it is best to supplement it with the speech of the Four Princes' Mansion, it is possible to reverse public opinion." ”

Yan Danjue was stunned, as if he understood something, and then nodded firmly.

......

Song House.

After Song Yan chatted with Monk Jinggen, he didn't care about it anymore and walked to the study by himself.

Monk Jinggen is willing to join the Six Doors, and it is an interest, of course Song Yan will not have any opinions.

This senior brother is one of the few friends in his life, maybe he is not strong, maybe he is not motivated, but Song Yan has no intention of interfering with his decision - everyone has their own ambitions, Song Yan is seeking the way of immortality and invincibility, which does not mean that others have to take this road.

And Song Yan was on the desk at this time, writing names with a pen - all of them were martial arts.

Dragon claw hand, strong vajra palm, Prajna step, flower fingering, Jiujie knife, golden bell jar, Dari Rulai sword......

There are more than 30 kung fu in a row, all of which are Buddhist martial arts, and it is when Song Yan changed from the Great Guangming Temple that he used the Yijin Sutra to exchange for those outer martial arts, covering fists, palms, fingers, legs, knife techniques, swordsmanship, body techniques, horizontal exercises and many other categories.

Among them, Song Yan couldn't learn the martial arts when he first got it, but now he actually knows most of them.

With his current level 100 Yijin Sutra's internal cultivation, there is no difficulty in learning these external skills at all, but it is useless to learn them.

The reality is not to play games, skills and damage bonuses. In addition to the selection of a small number of power skills, there are only two core meanings of real external moves-to protect one's own vital points and attack the enemy's vital points.

The lethality of a warrior's punch mainly depends on the strength of the warrior himself, not on what moves he uses.

The significance of the move routine is to make it easier for the warrior to hit the enemy, or more easily, to hit the vital point and cause enough damage.

And to the point where Song Yan has reached this point, there is no opponent at all in close combat, and what is the point of a move that is blocked by a punch and a broken hand and a leg is broken? What he can't match is the artistic conception and magic weapon, not how exquisite martial arts are.

Mortal martial arts are just mortal martial arts after all.

To get back to the point, these martial arts Song Yan can't use them himself, but it's still okay to take them out and sell them, but before that, he has to do a screening to see which ones belong exclusively to the Great Guangming Temple, and this kind of can't be sold publicly.

"Yan'er, get up and work!" Song Yan shouted outside after writing down the martial arts in his memory.

Yan'er, who was lying on the stone table, was drooling profusely, woke up instantly, ran to the study in small steps, and straightened her messy hair: "Young master, what kind of work?"

Song Yan handed her the paper in his hand and said, "Go and check the origin of these martial arts." ”

"Origin?" Yan'er couldn't help scratching her head, "Young Master, what kind of origin do you mean?"

"Source, focus on checking which door they are from, which is related to the Great Light Temple, and focus on identifying them. Song Yan had no intention of studying Yan'er, so he patiently explained.

"If I come across a sign that can't be verified, I want the rest to be absolutely safe, and it has absolutely nothing to do with the Great Light Temple. ”

"Understood, young master!" Yan'er replied with a smile as she liked such a purposeful task.

Song Yan waved her hand and motioned for her to work, but her eyes looked into the distance.

The martial arts he wrote were learned from the Great Light Temple, but it does not mean that the sources are all from the Great Light Temple, just like the martial arts of "Dragon Claw Hand", Song Yan clearly remembered its source, which was from the ancient Falan Temple.

The Falan Temple was cut off as early as 2,000 years ago, and now the dragon claw hand is an ownerless thing, anyone can openly learn and teach, and of course it can be sold.

Most of the martial arts in this world are like this, all sects and factions are collecting martial arts from other families and leaving them in their own sects for inheritance, and now for thousands of years, many things have long been unclear.

Even if it is a so-called unique study like the Yijin Sutra, there are not a few cases of outflow, otherwise how would the six doors collect the three thousand copies of the Yijin Sutra?

In each generation, hundreds of disciples of the Great Guangming Temple have learned the Yijin Sutra, and it has been passed down from generation to generation, and there will always be an outflow.

What is really strictly observed by each family is the method of enlightenment involving Jindan, Arhat, and Shenhai, which is only passed on to a few carefully selected people in each generation, and once it is passed on, it must be recovered.

"As long as the martial arts that are clearly from the Great Bright Temple are eliminated, even if the others are taken out and sold, the Great Bright Temple will not say much...... It's a pity that the Yijin Sutra is not easy to sell. Song Yan understood this truth, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"If you really sell the Yijin Sutra, those big monks will definitely come to the door, but it would be too much of a loss if you don't sell the Yijin Sutra...... Maybe I can change the name and change the content?"

Song Yan was thinking in his mind, and Yan'er, who had just run out, hurriedly ran back.

"Young, young master, someone is looking for you outside!" Yan'er said breathlessly, "It's a ...... A girl surnamed Yan. ”