Xiaoliang's big mansion, when the war was so urgent, still had to burn thousands of catties of charcoal every day to keep warm, and the Tsinghua residence, which occupies an area like a small palace, is as warm as spring.

Xiao Liang was dressed in a single plum blossom pattern brocade robe, sitting on a small stone bridge, reaching out to tease the carp in the water, and the blue and red koi came to Xiao Liang's hand and pecked lightly, the water was warm and the skin was cold, and the palm was slightly itchy.

Beautiful girl, white stone bridge, blue and red fish.

Dozens of steps away, a Taoist looked solemn, he was full of white hair, and his body was withered and old with a decaying aura. The Taoist robe given by Zhuge Liangqin is a luxurious product that is difficult to buy.

Gray-black, yin and yang fish pattern, feather filament tassel robe belt, like a twenty-eight virgin full of green silk, wet water is not wet.

This robe makes the white-haired Taoist who looks like a dead corpse like a rotting corpse wrapped in brocade in the coffin of the tomb of the king of Shang and Zhou.

Since the Yellow Turban incident of the three brothers of his Zhang family, those who oppose the Han Dynasty have asked themselves to be regarded as bold and courageous.

Compared with the woman in front of him, Zhang Bao felt that he was really not a big person.

At this moment, Xiao Liang Subai's fingers are playing with a runaway brass coin, the reflection in the pool is stacked, her eyes are cold looking at the kind and number of green and red carp, after stepping into the way of Qi training, the absurd number of qi in the eyes of the world can be like a copper coin in Xiao Liang's eyes, exchanging whatever you want.

For example, as soon as Xiao Liang thought about it, the outline of the surrounding qi number was out of shape, and it was reflected in the water like the moon in the water.

The fat man who was banned from giving food is a gentle but pure man, and Liu Yu, who suddenly lost his power, is a trapped breath that barely dissipates under the shroud of Liu's imperial fortune.

The rest of the lives are inferior to these two, and as for Zhang Bao, he is a majestic gray cloud, as if he wants to destroy the city. is similar to Xu Shu who is hidden in Baicun, but it is much worse than the poor scholar.

Several of them rushed to a corner of the city, like each son on the plate, holding one place.

If it was on weekdays, Zhuge Liang might still be a little interested, but at this moment she was completely blind to the strange scene in her eyes.

Reaching out, the copper coin rubbed against the nephrite-like skin and slid down his sleeve.

Xiao Liang was like a child who had just read and could read, his fingertips were sketching on the clear water, and he read softly:

“…… Son, said ......"

As if the words were spoken, the flat ground exploded and thundered, and a small whirlpool tornado instantly rose in the originally calm pool water, which did not rise above the perimeter of the pool and did not overflow outside the pool, but the dozens of carp in it were twisted into meat paste by the pressure of the water whirlpool.

Wisps of blood escaped out, and the fishy smell was shallow.

A tremendous pressure that was imperceptible to mortals spread out in all directions.

In the center of the whirlpool in the water, a pillar of purple and black light that was invisible rose to the sky, reaching above the blue sky, and scattering a lone white cloud.

Zhang Bao's face was pale, his eyes were hot, and he was pushed hundreds of steps without resistance, but he was still staring at the little girl on the white bridge.

Xiao Liang faced the pressure of Pei Ran, and his hair did not move.

Looking at the center of the whirlpool, there was a faint gloomy look on his face, the whirlpool seemed to connect to another realm, but there was great resistance, and the door could not be opened.

The separation of yin and earth and yang worlds, like the distance of heaven and earth, its blocking power represents the order of heaven and earth, if it is the opening up of Song Niangzi and other ant gods, Li Xi in her temple with a god soul into the fall.

But at this time, Xiao Liang actually planned to break the boundary of yin and yang in a random place in the blue sky and white day, and half entered the yin soil.

Under the purple sun, the yin god only lives in the open field, and is no different from the prisoner, the size of the open land is different, but it is not connected to each other, just like the open land of the big and small stars in the sky, and the distance between each other cannot be calculated.

If there is no protection, even the green ghosts and gods are unwilling to cross the long distance between the pioneers with the light of the purple sun.

Xiao Liang didn't care at all, and said in a cold tone

"Ghosts and gods, living with the thoughts of all the people, in the final analysis, are just a group of dogs who are raised in the yin soil by the common people in the world, and they really can't regard themselves as masters...... Joke...... Get the hell out of here."

Waved.

When she spoke, her eyes were full of domineering like a blade, and it was hard to imagine that a girl who was not yet thirteen years old could have the momentum of destroying the city like an overlord breaking through the formation.

A sleeve is like a white cloud, like a rippling water, a wave and a wave, indescribable freehand romance.

The copper coin that he had been playing with before was wrapped in the imperial purple qi that Xiao Liang had absorbed before, and was thrown high.

Flip in the air, positive, negative, positive... Anti... Falling straight down while flipping non-stop

Falling to the surface of the water, falling into the pool of the whirlpool, falling into the earth,

The copper coin that fell from the yang world, as soon as it entered the yin soil, instantly melted and dissipated, and the yang things did not exist in the yin.

But at the moment when it completely dissipated, it revealed a boundless solemn purple qi, turned into a huge purple meteor, and then grew infinitely larger, until it flew down to a vast and magnificent place of light, in the vast and boundless dark and gloomy earth, such a pioneering place is also a rare existence.

Among them, the auspicious qi is diffused, completely expelling and covering up the cold and deep yin that the yin soil should have, in this pure land, there are yin gods of various positions, the number is not less than three thousand, but there are even more than a dozen green and yellow ghosts and gods reciting articles, a rich literary atmosphere.

A pure land world, full of elegance and stars and moons. Zhilan treasure tree is born in the wild everywhere.

But the purple meteor transformed by the copper coin came in a posture that could be called a destroyer, and then hovered thousands of miles above the huge land of light.

Like a real immortal, indifferently overlooking the common people.

Xiao Liang was still squatting on the stone bridge, quietly looking at the pool where there were no fish left.

Showing an extremely unbridled smile, he said softly: "Kong Zhongni, I have received the decree and ordered you to rebuild all the Confucian classics within one year of the Yang World and at my will... A New Treatise on Confucianism... More repair, the study of the heart, only the utilitarian things.

It must be made that the future generations of Confucianism in the world, under the influence of pollution, are willing to break their eyebrows and bend their waists to do the powerful......

If you rebel, you will destroy the land you have opened up and remove you from the position of ghosts and gods...... If you are good, you will be rewarded with a real one, the world respects Confucianism, the most holy teacher. ”

After saying the last word, a mouthful of red blood spurted out, like a mist scattered in the air.

Xiao Liang's originally ethereal and clear face turned pale in an instant, and only one percent of the qi in the life pool that was originally strong against the number of days was instantly left, and the one that had already begun to be transformed into a dragon also fell off with scales, drenched in blood, and finally fell asleep.

Xiao Liang, who understands all this clearly, has no remorse or unwillingness, and his haggard face shows a faint but pure expectation.

If this matter fails, that pool of qi will naturally return in a year, if this matter is successful, thousands of generations of scholars in the future generations will be her Zhuge Kongming's cage cheap dog, this is a huge number of qi that you think about is a dream, enough to make an ordinary qi practitioner rise to immortal.

Zhang Bao is very shallow and can't see the complete mystery, but it makes him even more in awe of Xiao Liang, in his eyes, this little girl is a big demon-like wizard, not only him Zhang Bao, even if his brother is here, bending down and calling her sir, it is not insulting.

Whether it is Dong Zhuo or Guo Jia, in the eyes of Zhang Bao at this moment, they are all stupid people looking for death, ordinary people, how to fight with immortals.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bao was still in awe when he thought of the young man who passed by with a light breeze back then.

What does this Taoist priest who has been cut off most of his lifespan think, Xiao Liang doesn't care, his face is sad, and he is silently in a daze.

The only thing worth being depressed is that in front of the pond, the little girl found that she had grown some gray hair...... It's not pretty.

In the world, see the white head.

Whether it is for half-aged, or market women, queen mothers, nuns and Taoist aunts.

It's all a catastrophe, and it's unreasonable to cry and splash,

What's more, Xiao Liang is a cardamom girl who is not yet thirteen years old, this depression is very simple, very innocent, and very clean.

Actually, it's a bit aggrieved.