Li Jingsi was neither an immortal monk, nor did he have any money left to go to Zongmenfang City to buy mustard seed embroidered bags, so he had a lot of heavy things to carry with him.

Fortunately, the courtyard where he lived was fully equipped, which saved him a lot of trouble.

While cleaning the bookshelf with a feather duster, the little scholar quietly touched the material of the bookshelf with his hand, and said in surprise: "It's cold, it's cold, it must be a treasure of the fairy family." ”

Li Jingsi is using a broom made of sorghum stalks to sweep the dust off the ground.

When he heard the little scholar's muttering, he stopped what he was doing and said with a smile: "The things used by the immortal monks are not necessarily the treasures of the immortal family, such as this bookshelf, the material is high-grade rosewood, yes, but compared with the treasures of the immortal family, it is still far behind." ”

"Oh, I see. ”

The little scholar pursed his lips, a little disappointed, and when he cleaned the bookshelves with a feather duster, his strength increased a little, and he was no longer as careful as before.

After half a pillar of incense, Li Jingsi finished cleaning the ground and shouted to the little scholar: "Go and pick up the bucket of water outside, if there is no bucket in the yard, go to the next door to borrow one, remember to knock on the door, and speak politely......"

"Got it, got it. ”

The little scholar didn't wait for the master to finish speaking, put down the feather duster, and rushed out directly.

Li Jingsi and Song Zhishu's residences are very close to each other, and the two are neighbors.

The little scholar couldn't find the barrel in the yard, so he had to go to Song Zhishu's yard next door.

After knocking on the door, the little scholar didn't wait for the other party to answer, so he pushed the door directly into the courtyard.

Song Zhishu had just finished cleaning the house and was cleaning the rags in the yard, when he saw the little scholar come in, he asked with a smile, "You haven't finished cleaning over there?"

The little scholar nodded and replied, "The master asked me to come here to borrow a wooden bucket to draw water, but I don't know the palace...... Do you have any extra on your side?"

He originally wanted to call His Royal Highness Song Zhishu, but considering that the young man in front of him was only His Royal Highness the Prince of Nandao Kingdom, he changed his name.

Song Zhishu didn't care about such an innocuous triviality, found an intact wooden barrel in the yard, and helped the little scholar draw a bucket of water.

Considering that the little scholar was still young, and he was still thin arms and legs, he didn't have much strength at first glance, so Song Zhishu personally carried the bucket to Li Jingsi's side.

The little scholar hurriedly thanked him, and then jumped up and down after him, like a child who had not grown up.

Feng Kang, the great spy of the embroidered clothes gate, walked out of the house, looked at Song Zhishu's back, and muttered to himself: "Your Highness is not a child of Confucianism, but he has a benevolent heart, which is the great fortune of the Southern Dao country." ”

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At dusk, the waterfall of the cliff peak is dyed with a layer of colorful glow, which is very beautiful.

After Li Jinghong finished practicing boxing, he sat under the ancient pine next to the waterfall to rest, looked up and just saw this scene, and couldn't help but praise: "It's so beautiful." ”

Such a beautiful scenery, the yellow finch has long been unaware of hundreds of thousands of times, so he stood on the branch and began to nap.

When she opened her eyes again, the young man under the tree had quietly left.

The yellow finch was bored, so he looked up at the waterfall and let out a crunch.

In an instant, the waterfall dozens of zhang long stood still in an instant, like a fairyland picture.

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After dinner, there was a knock on the door.

Li Jinghong was observing the atlas of "Extreme Dao Fist Method" under the lamp, and after hearing the sound, he asked aloud: "Who?"

"It's me, Chongyang. ”

"Little brother, it's so late, do you have something to look for me?"

After Li Jinghong opened the door, he was surprised to find that there was a person standing behind the little senior brother.

That person turned out to be a Confucian scholar who followed the prince of the Northern Confucian Kingdom up the mountain, Li Jingsi.

I saw Li Jingsi smile slightly, and bowed his hand to Li Jinghong: "Sect Master, please bear with me if you disturb late at night."

Li Jinghong looked at this middle-aged Confucian scholar who was nearly forty years old, and couldn't understand what he would do to find him.

To be honest, his impression of Li Jingsi is very average.

Not only because the other party has been silent since he went up the mountain, but also because the other party's appearance and dress are too ordinary, and he looks like a teacher in a private school in the countryside.

If it weren't for the sake of the prince of the Northern Confucian Kingdom, Li Jinghong would not let him and his scholar go up the mountain.

"What's the matter with Mr. Li looking for me?"

People can't look good, this is the sentence that Chen Taibai said to Li Jinghong the most before he was promoted.

Li Jinghong never dared to forget, so he asked the middle-aged Confucian outside the door very politely.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged Confucian scholar said something that made him confused: "There are both family affairs and state affairs, all of which are related to Sect Master Li. ”

Li Jinghong looked at him in a daze, not knowing what this sentence meant.

Chongyang coughed lightly and said to his junior brother, "Let's go into the house and talk." ”

Li Jinghong reacted at this time and hurriedly invited the two into the house.

In the Immortal Sect, only a few can afford to use the Night Pearl, and most of the rest generally use spiritual candle lamps for lighting.

The wick of the candle lamp is made of a special material, which can store a lot of spiritual energy, and after it is lit, it can be fueled by spiritual energy, which is very convenient.

It is this kind of spiritual candle lamp used in Li Jinghong's house, which is as bright as day at this time, but it is not dazzling, and it exudes bursts of fragrance.

Seeing this kind of lighting candle for the first time, Li Jingsi couldn't help but be amazed.

"Mr. Li, just say anything. ”

The three of them sat around the square table, and no one spoke for a long time, Li Jinghong really couldn't bear it, so he coughed lightly and took the lead in speaking.

He was really confused by the Confucian sitting opposite, the guy was in a hurry just now, and now he stared at a lamp and studied it for a long time.

Isn't it just a spiritual candle lamp, what's so strange, if you like it, I'll give you ten or eight will not be a problem.

Li Jingsi came back to her senses and said slightly apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now." ”

Li Jinghong's temper and patience are excellent, and he replied with a smile: "This is a spiritual candle lamp, which is specially fueled by spiritual energy, and the wick is made of a spiritual mineral, if Mr. Li is interested in this kind of lamp, I will ask Dongsheng to send you a few tomorrow." ”

Unexpectedly, Li Jingsi was not polite, and replied: "Then Li is better to be respectful than obey his fate, haha." ”

Chongyang seemed to be a little impatient, and reminded him: "Mr. Li, it doesn't hurt if you have anything to say, since the master and his old man have passed on the position of sect master to the junior brother, it means that the junior brother is stronger than me and my senior brothers and sisters." Although his current cultivation realm is only the second realm's qi refining realm, his future achievements are immeasurable. I dare to bet with my life that within a hundred years, my junior brother will definitely be among the four realms!"

Li Jinghong was taken aback by the words of the junior brother, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't, don't praise me like this, I can't afford it." ”

Chongyang glared at him, and replied confidently: "Ergouzi, you don't need to be modest about this kind of thing. Senior brother is still the same sentence, in less than a hundred years, you will definitely be among the four realms, I said!"