It's just a matter of having fewer words, and this "Tao Te Ching" almost talks about the way to govern the country, such as 'Hold the elephant, the world goes.' Go and don't hurt, Anpingtai. Murong Qingran continued to flip through a few pages, comparing it with the "Tao Te Ching" in her mind, thinking that she would probably have to learn this "Tao Te Ching" when she entered Qishan to learn the Tao, and the disciples had different entry depths, and the scriptures they read were also different, so she had read them all at once, wouldn't she directly pass Zhao Shisan.

Murong Qingran muttered, if you want to learn martial arts, you only need to read this broken scripture book, she has already read it when she was ten years old, but she still doesn't know any martial arts. This Zhao Thirteen won't be perfunctory to her. However, Zhao Shisanken carried this scripture with him, and this scripture was obviously very important to him.

Murong Qingran thought about it for a long time and didn't understand, so she secretly said that Zhao Shisan would come tomorrow, and she would ask again.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the green paper umbrella was taken away by the thirteenth prince, Murong Qingran picked up the scripture book to cover his head without thinking about it, and ran to the Guanlan Pavilion to hide from the rain.

In this way, the scriptures that the Thirteenth Prince had carefully treasured for more than ten years were destroyed by Murong Qingran at once, the book cover was wet, and the handwriting was blurred. Murong Qingran was a little panicked at this time, in the end, the thirteenth prince lent it to her, and it was not given to her, in case he learned that she had destroyed his scriptures, wouldn't he have to stare at her again.

Well, maybe this Zhao Shisan's scripture is probably copied by someone, not the original, Murong Qingran comforted himself, swept his eyes, and put the scripture under the trunk in the pavilion to dry.

After a while, the water stains on the scriptures dried, and the blurred handwriting became clearer, and the scriptures were still as smooth as just now, Murong Qingran was greatly surprised, ordinary books, this wet, even if it was dry, it would be wrinkled, strange. But when I thought that this scripture was owned by the Qishan faction, I didn't feel surprised, that cumin opened and closed his mouth is how our Qishan faction is, how is the master in charge, it seems that he is really not boasting.

However, what kind of material is used for the paper of this scripture, which will become blurry when it is stained with water, and what will happen if it is coated with potion? Murong Qingran stared at the scriptures for a long time, she originally had a scripture book in her hand, and she felt ordinary for five years, and she didn't see anything, now that she thought about it, she should have entered Baoshan by herself, and she didn't know where the treasure was, just like a burglary unlocked her and let her in, she couldn't find any money.

Murong Qingran secretly scolded herself for being stupid, she was indeed not a cultivator and martial arts material, in cumin's words, her qualifications were too poor.

Waiting for the rain to stop in the Guanlan Pavilion, Murong Qingran took the scriptures back and continued to read.

Granny Zhou was doing needlework on the side, seeing that her young lady had been staring at the scripture since she finished dinner, Granny Zhou was puzzled, "Miss, you have been reading it for a long time, is it possible that there are still golden houses and thousands of bells in this book." ”

"Nurse, maybe there really is." Murong Qingran rubbed the corners of his forehead, the words are still those words, their Qishan faction will not use scriptures to deceive people everywhere.

Granny Zhou bit off the silk thread, put down her robe, and walked over to start making the bed for Murong Qingran, "Miss, it's not too late, you go to bed early." ”

Only then did Murong Qingran put down the scriptures.

"Miss, the nurse is guarding you in the outhouse, and you have something to call the nurse." The lights in the room were dazzlingly lit, and Granny Zhou knew that Murong Qingran would be scared at night, so she offered to keep vigil for Murong Qingran, Murong Qingran nodded, and under the service of Granny Zhou, she entered the bed tent.

Murong He was not in the other courtyard, and the guards in the other courtyard were replaced with their own people inside and out, Murong Qingran slept fairly peacefully at night, and only woke up two or three times in the middle of the way, and then fell asleep again in a daze. For her, these are already very good, if she is in the Hou Mansion, she will not dare to close her eyes all night, and she can only fall asleep when dawn breaks.

On the second day, at the same time and in the same place, the Thirteenth Prince was waiting for her there.

Murong Qingran drank away Xiong Da, Xiong Wei and other guards, so that they were not allowed to come and disturb, and went alone, and when he saw the thirteenth prince, he handed him the scriptures, and the thirteenth prince looked suspicious, "Figured it out?" I'm going to give up learning martial arts. ”

"Naturally not, Miss Ben will do what she says when she learns martial arts, but Miss Ben doesn't want to read this broken scripture, what is the elephant, the world goes, Miss Ben is not an important minister of the court, a prince, what do the people of the world have to do with Miss Ben." Murong Qingran saw that the thirteenth prince didn't come to pick it up, so he forcibly stuffed the scriptures into his arms, but a flattering smile changed to his face, "Zhao Thirteen, where should I start, should I start to take steps, or do I practice qi cross-legged like you?" ”

"Learn martial arts before self-cultivation." The thirteenth prince originally wanted to reprimand her, but when he heard that Murong Qingran could say the content of the scriptures word for word, and he knew which page and every line, his gloomy eyes widened, and he was shocked on the spot. ”

Murong Qingran was overjoyed when he heard this, and sat on the ground obediently.

"Hold your breath and concentrate, everything is empty."

Murong Qingran followed the Thirteen Princes cross-legged and began to meditate.

Closing his eyes, a warm current rushed up at the beginning, but the next moment, a sharp pain swept through his body, and Murong Qingran sweated on his forehead in pain, and fell directly to the ground.

"Murong Qingran, what's wrong with you." When the thirteenth prince heard the movement, he hurriedly opened his eyes, and put one hand on Murong Qingran's vein, and couldn't help frowning, so dignified, how could her cultivation meridians be sealed, which led to zhì's true qi not going well, if he forcibly followed him to cultivate together, it would only destroy the meridians and save his life.

"Murong Qingran, stop it, don't practice!" The Thirteenth Prince was anxious, "Forget the mantra I just taught you, forget it, it will kill you!" ”

While speaking, the thirteenth prince tried to untie the sealed meridians, but with his skills, it was useless to solve it several times.

The one who can seal Murong Qingran's meridian must be a person with unfathomable martial arts, and the thirteen princes know in their hearts that in this world, in addition to Shizun, a few real people on Qishan, Si Kou Zhong, the master of the Ghost Gate, and a few Daomen seniors, there should be no one else, who is it? The thirteenth prince was full of doubts, but he didn't tell Murong Qingran what he thought in his heart.

"Zhao Shisan, is it true that I can't practice martial arts?" Murong Qingran understood everything at the moment, no wonder Granny Zhou didn't let her learn martial arts, it turned out that she couldn't learn it, as soon as she learned it, her whole body hurt, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't move, and her hands and feet were weak.

The thirteenth prince helped her up, "What's the good of learning martial arts, with this king here, see who dares to bully you!" ”

"Can you protect Miss Ben for the rest of your life?" It's really unwilling, she can't learn martial arts, Murong Qingran is depressed, and her words are not good.

"Why not." The Thirteenth Prince lost the internal force in his palm to Murong Qingran to reduce the pain on her body.

"It's not funny."

"Don't talk." Did he seem to be joking, the thirteenth prince interrupted her angrily, and said meaningfully, "That's fine, lest you learn martial arts and bring disaster to the world." “R1154