Baoyu walked faster and faster. The righteous qi of heaven and earth that was transformed by the burning of talent qi around his body actually brought a trace of blood red.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

The attacker screamed in fright, for fear that Baoyu would go crazy.

"It's fine. ”

Baoyu didn't care about this, and casually comforted her.

He recited silently in his heart: "The Ancient Treatise", "The Lu Treatise", and "The Qi Treatise", the first in learning, the second in politics, the third in Batong, and the fourth ...... in Liren."

In my mind, I explained the meaning of the three books again.

It is Zhu Xi's "Notes on the Collection of Chapters and Sentences in Four Books",

Yang Bojun's Translation of the Analects,

Also, Mr. Li Ling's "Lost Dog"!

The Analects is divided into three volumes, of which the Analects of Qi was lost in Baoyu's previous life during the Han and Wei dynasties.

The bamboo slips unearthed from the tomb of the Marquis of Haiyang were found to be suspected to have been lost about 1800 years of "Qi Analects", but it was a unique book, and Baoyu had not seen it.

In the library cabinet, Baoyu completed the three volumes of the Analects, which made Baoyu's simmering and unrefined understanding, and also made Baoyu's talent concentration decrease and become too scattered.

For many days, on the one hand, Baoyu has been studying the Qi Analects diligently,

On the other hand, it also burns the talent qi that is not pure enough into flames, wandering through all the yin attribute meridians of the whole body.

Many days have passed, and the wandering of the simmer in the meridians has become the instinct of the body.

But the continuous consumption and refining of the body still failed to consume all the messy talents.

After all, there are as many as thirteen volumes of ancient books that Baoyu completed in the Library Pavilion.

The number of talents added by the thirteen volumes is huge, but because of the lack of understanding, it is also extremely complex.

If you integrate into the burning of your own talent, it will take at least half a year of hard work before you can transform it into your own Confucian cultivation.

Considering the gains and losses, and the speed of cultivation, Baoyu took them to refine the body,

This burning blood-red righteous qi was brought out because it was not pure enough, and it was also mixed with the decaying impurities in Baoyu's body.

Whew,

Baoyu put away the simmering fire refining body, and the control of the body suddenly seemed like the sun shining on the earth, and he could see everything.

The few remaining mixed talents are all converted into burning simmers for the body to be used for righteous qi addition.

Baoyu felt that his body was much more flexible, and his steps were swirling, and he burst out with a full strength of 1,200 catties.

The flames on Wenshan were restored to their purity, and they were mixed with the momentum of bursting, instantly melting Wenshan half an inch high!

Coupled with the seemingly leisurely before, but in fact, it is a continuous understanding of the meaning of ancient books every minute and every second, Baoyu's Wenshan,

now

Up to ninety-nine zhang.

It was already a foot high, and it was smelted into fiery red lava.

And this fiery red lava is the prototype of human courage!

"Not enough! Not enough!"

Baoyu shouted in her heart.

Since the advent of the Confucian Great Zhou, Baoyu has not wantonly copied poems and songs, but reviewed the massive ancient books in the Wenshan Mountains and constantly filled himself.

Iron also needs its own hardness, if it is copied wantonly, its own knowledge and cultivation are not enough, in this Confucian Great Zhou, at most it can only be a temporary glory.

A clumsy chick, even if it is taken to the blue sky by an eagle, will inevitably become someone else's mouth.

Or fall down, and you can't escape the bleak sight of falling into a pulp!

[It's just nine years of the Red Mansion, and there are still more than ten years before the complete decay of Jiafu, I think I can lay a solid foundation for myself, and I can let myself have the knowledge of real people, jinshi, bachelors, and even Confucianism. 】

[Let's see him raise a tall building, and watch him feast guests, and see his building collapse...... I've been looking at Jia Yucun with this thought, but I didn't expect that this Confucian Great Zhou didn't give me time to lay a solid foundation at all!]

[No!It's me who didn't give myself time!I can't see the big girl coming to the end!]

Baoyu's mind was spinning like cold electricity, and when he was thinking, he had already reached the back mountain.

In front of him was a cliff, and the white mist shrouded the bottom of the cliff for an unknown amount of depth, as if this Confucian Great Zhou made him a little unable to see clearly.

"You wait,"

Resolutely ordered the attackers to wait on the cliff, Baoyu drew the sword from the snail foot, turned over and went down the cliff.

"Grandpa......"

The attacker exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly covered his mouth, for fear of disturbing Baoyu.

Baoyu is much stronger than before, and the simmering body makes Baoyu's body tempered thousands of times, like hard steel,

And the Xiang Zhuang sword dance taught by Luo Chanjuan, after many days of hard practice, made Baoyu's control over his body reach an unbelievable level.

I saw Baoyu turn over and go down the cliff, and the smooth cliff was pierced by Baoyu with a sharp sword.

With the weight of his body falling, Baoyu kept sliding down the cliff.

The sharp sword in his hand was lightly tapped left and right, just a minute deep into the cliff, and then pulled out just when the body sank sharply, so as not to break the tip of the sword.

If the tip of the sword is broken, Baoyu will be in a dilemma of life and death, so when encountering some ravines, Baoyu will also stretch out his other hand.

And this hand, as if made of steel, grabbed the small and smooth cliff bulge.

After more than a dozen breaths like this, Baoyu had already fallen to a height of more than thirty zhang.

The attacker was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she of the Qingqiu Fox Clan really didn't have the ability to climb the cliff.

Or should it be said that when it comes to agility on the cliff, the attacker is much worse than Baoyu.

But the attacker knows very well - his own second master, Bao Erye, has never climbed such a steep cliff.

No!

It should be said that

As the treasure of the ancestors, Baoyu has never walked, and there is no need to walk a slightly rugged mountain road!

Not to mention such a dangerous cliff face......

The attacker looked nervously at Baoyu's falling figure, and when he couldn't see it, he became even more anxious.

"Old Master ~~~"

"Old Master ~~~"

"After the end of school, I will enter Jia Baoyu to meet ~~~"

From the very beginning, the continuous shouting, still autobiographed in the ears, made the attacker a little more stable.

...

"Hehe, that's Zhongxing Lin'er from the Guogong Mansion, and I've been calling you, don't you invite you to see me?"

On the chessboard, seventy-three chess pieces have already fallen.

Among them, there are 36 whites and 37 blacks, crisscrossing and fighting fiercely.

But in this complex chess situation full of crises, there is an inexplicable taste of soft-heartedness.

The old master held his hand and said abruptly: "People are old, I don't want to care about anything, I just want to accompany you to finish this game of chess, and then watch you dissipate, that's it." ”

"Heh, I still haven't hidden it from you, an old thing. ”

In the void where there was no one, a relieved laugh suddenly sounded.

"I've been cut off my head, and now I'm playing chess with you, it's just the talent and soul of our bachelor, don't you say that you're done with this game of chess, in fact, I'm only able to survive the time when a hundred sons fall off the board. ”

Speaking of this, the chess pieces snapped and fell, and the crisp sound shook the old master's heart twitching.

"Then let's have enough for a hundred. ”

The old master said.

But at this time, the sunspot flew up, but refused to land on the chessboard again.

The man in the void paused for a moment and said with a smile: "A hundred chess pieces can't finish this game, so I won't play anymore, and the rest of the time, I want to go and see the people above." ”

The old master's brows twisted into a straight line, thought for a moment, and nodded: "It's okay." ”

Raising his head, in the vast sky of white mist, he still couldn't see Baoyu's figure,

But Baoyu's shouts have been passed down all the time.

The sunspot in front of him fell into the chess urn, and the old master already knew that the old friend who had been friends for two hundred years would not be able to see him again in eternal life.

...

"The old master, the future treasure jade asks to see!"

"Old Master!

Baoyu was still shouting, but suddenly, it was as if someone had touched her shoulder.

"Who?" Baoyu startled.

With one hand, he plunged his sword into the cliff, and the other in front of him.

"Don't be nervous, little friend, it's an old decay Feiliu. ”

"Top Bachelor?"

Hearing this name, Baoyu felt as if she had seen a ghost.

No, this name is 10,000 times scarier than a ghost!

Feng Feiliu, a top bachelor, is rumored to be a university scholar in the future.

Feng Feiliu, one of the representatives of Confucianism, once grabbed thousands of blue waves with one hand, including 100,000 winning fish demons, nearly 1,000 winning fish demon generals, and more than 10 winning fish demon kings.

Wind and Flow, leading the extermination of all the demon clans in the Great Zhou, is the powerful power of Jia Shi Wang Xue who can't wait to cramp and peel his skin, but he doesn't dare to speak loudly in front of him!

At this moment, Baoyu felt that she was dead.

But at this time, Feng Fei Neng smiled and said: "Little friend, you don't need to be so afraid, just be a good person and send you down." ”

In an instant, there was a flower in front of him, and by the time he woke up, Baoyu was already standing in the deepest part of the cliff.

In front of you is a gurgling stream, and the deepest part of this cliff is a valley, which is actually full of flowers, and the four seasons are like spring.

Baoyu also calmed down a lot, at least, Feng Feiliu didn't fall to death directly.

"What do you have to say?"

Baoyu bowed his hand.

"People are about to die, their words are also good, and the old man hates the demon clan, but for you, Jia Baoyu, the descendant, he doesn't even have the demeanor of an elder. ”

As he spoke, above the stream, pavilions suddenly appeared.

A round table appeared in the pavilion, two stools, facing Baoyu's stool, an old man with a resolute face, but now showing a gentle smile, stretched out his hand to lure Baoyu forward.

Baoyu stepped on the small bridge, only to feel that his feet were solid and powerful, and he also had a cold and real feeling when he touched the beams and pillars of the pavilion.

It's not like it's my own paper talk, it's just a shelf in the shape of a vain, and when I sit on a stool, I feel like I'm sitting on a tree stump.

Baoyu also went up to sit down, waiting for the wind to speak.

Feng Feiliu looked like he was obviously talking to him, but Baoyu still didn't expect that this first sentence would scare him.

I saw that Feng Feiliu was a powerful party, and he actually poured tea and water for his junior, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Majesty is still wise and martial, and he will not choose a show girl in advance, and naturally he will not provoke the eldest girl of your family." ”

Baoyu was startled once, but thought about it carefully.

Wise and powerful?

Won't draft girls in advance?

Then, the angry scolding that spreads throughout the Great Zhou, is it just a show?

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