Chapter 124: Inquiring into the News

In the eyes of outsiders, this Wenzong is like a literary sect.

In the following days, Yin Ming continued to write books, and successively wrote scriptures such as "The Book of Rites" and "The Book of Filial Piety".

On the day the book was completed, auspicious clouds fell from the sky, and all of them became jade books.

Together with Mencius, all the scriptures are the foundation of his disciples' practice.

In winter, there were more than 300 disciples under Yin Ming, all of whom had achieved small successes in cultivation, and all of them became scholars.

Among them, there are even more outstanding ones, who have become scribes in a short time.

Liu Teng, this kid is very eccentric, obviously he doesn't have a lot of brains, but he actually cultivated into a literary teacher.

Yin Ming was very emotional about this.

Liu Teng has a special simple understanding of the scriptures handed down by Yin Ming, which may just meet the requirements of the simplicity of the avenue.

In addition to Liu Teng, Yang Ziming and Gong Qinzhong also became literary teachers successively.

The people in the city, there are also many people who have been taught by the Yin Mingmen people.

Although the results of the practice are different, they can recite two verses, which can clear the mind and feel quite beneficial.

And with the progress of education, it is Yin Ming who gets the greatest benefits.

Yin Ming gradually found that his daily literary qi was growing faster and faster.

At first, Yin Ming didn't care about it, he just thought that the realm had improved, and the speed of cultural growth would naturally increase.

However, as more and more people cultivated the text, the growth rate of Yin Ming's literary spirit gradually reached a terrifying level.

Even, even if Yin Ming does not practice the Confucian scriptures, the literary atmosphere will automatically increase.

After Yin Ming asked Yang Ziming and Gong Qinzhong, he finally realized the key.

It turns out that not only can the cultural qi be passed on by him, but also the cultural qi cultivated by the inheritor will be fed back to the inheritor at the next level

Layer by layer of inheritance feeds back, and finally gathers in Yin Ming's body like a hundred rivers and seas.

If Wenzong continues to expand, I am afraid that Yin Ming will lie down and sleep, and he will eventually become enlightened.

Yin Ming also clearly felt that his cultivation was a higher level than when he had just reached the realm of Wenzong.

It's a whole new realm.

If it is for a warrior, it may be the so-called great master realm.

It's just that when I cultivated to this realm, most of them were fed back by the disciples under my disciples, and they pushed it up.

I don't know which is stronger or weaker between this kind of great master of literature and martial arts and the great master of martial arts who has relied on talent and diligent cultivation.

When Yin Ming was thinking about this, he naturally didn't know, and he was given the opportunity to verify his cultivation, and he soon had it.

At that time, the Governor's Mansion.

Nie Zhongping sat on the main seat, his face was serious, and even his grandson Nie Peng didn't dare to step forward and be naughty.

It's been two months.

Since being lost face by the new provincial government, Nie Zhongping has been two full months without showing a smile.

The oppressive atmosphere made the entire Governor's Mansion breathless.

Nie Li came in from outside the door, followed by a dusty sergeant.

Nie Zhongping's eyes instantly hit the sergeant.

The sergeant hurriedly saluted and said, "Governor, the last general will return from Hongjing City to resume his life." ”

Nie Zhongping went straight to the point: "If you inquire about something, report it one by one." ”

The sergeant said: "Yes, first of all, that Yin Ming is indeed the son of Yin Dashuai, this year's new champion." ”

However, Yin Dashuai didn't care about this martial arts waster, and never cared. ”

The last general inquired that Yin Ming was in the Shuai's mansion, and was even bullied by his cousin and subordinates, but Yin Dashuai did not react. ”

It can be seen that Yin Dashuai must have never asked his son, and he didn't even know what happened to him. ”

Nie Zhongping's eyes shrank suddenly, and the whole person was filled with a terrifying momentum.

Nie Zhongping asked slowly, "Are you sure?"

Cold sweat was dripping on the sergeant's forehead, and he hurriedly said: "The last general has repeatedly confirmed and asked from many sources, and the news is indeed credible." ”

The iron gall in Nie Zhongping's hand, I don't know when, has been flattened by him.

Solid iron gall, like dirt, drilled out of the fingers.

The sergeant barely calmed down and continued to report.

"As for the three martial artists in Yin Ming Mansion, and two warriors, I also found out about their origins. ”

Nie Zhongping looked at the sergeant for a moment, waiting for his answer.

The sergeant stubbornly said: "That Yin Mingsu is friendly with the son of the commander of the forbidden army, and four of them were transferred to him by Feng Xiang. ”

"And that young martial artist is the third son of Qinglin Hou, who worshiped Yin Ming as a disciple. ”

Although Nie Zhongping's body did not move, the long gray hair behind him was trembling, and a few strands of hair actually floated.

Clearly, the governor was furious.

The sergeant said: "I heard that Yin Ming's cultivation of Wendao is quite strange, and he once killed evil ghosts and resisted the martial artist......"

With the sergeant's report, the anger in Nie Zhongping's heart became more and more intense.

He was afraid of that Yin Ming child for two months, and he couldn't imagine that it was all about scaring himself!

Disgrace!

What a shame!

The dignified martial arts master, the pinnacle of humanity, was actually frightened by himself.

After a long time, the sergeant withdrew from the governor's mansion in a cold sweat.

In the hall, Nie Li asked cautiously: "Dad, I didn't expect that Yin Ming didn't rely on it at all." ”

"He still dares to be so presumptuous, Dad, you see it......"

Nie Zhongping stood up abruptly and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Nie Li was startled, knowing that his father had moved the real fire, which was to spit out a mouthful of stagnant blood in his chest.

The martial arts are strong, and controlling the internal organs of the body is also like an arm and a finger.

The so-called anger to vomit blood is nothing to the strong people of the Martial Sect.

Whether to vomit blood or not, and how to vomit blood, they can control it at will.

Nie Zhong said calmly: "This son, damn it!"

Nie Li and Nie Peng both showed joy on their faces, knowing that Nie Zhongping had murderous intent, and Yin Ming was in a catastrophe.

Nie Li immediately arrived: "Dad, I will lead people into the provincial capital tonight, and I will make that Yin Ming give his life without a head or brain." ”

Nie Zhongping directly gave Nie Li a kick and scolded: "You idiot." ”

"Although Yin Ming has no support, it may not be difficult to deal with you. ”

"Haven't you heard that he cultivates the Tao of Literature and has fought with martial artists. ”

Nie Li didn't dare to say much, but he was a little disappreciative in his heart.

Nie Zhongping said: "I broke through his protection that day, and I probably know his strength. ”

"His strength should be comparable to the weakest Martial Sect, you are such a, did you go to practice for him?"

Nie Li was startled, knowing that his father's eyes were vicious.

Since it was my father's own judgment, it would not be wrong.

Nie Li didn't dare to say more, and quietly waited for his father to show him.

Nie Zhongping pondered for a long time, and finally said, "A few days ago, did the thief snake in Xishan take off a layer of old skin?"

Nie Li hurriedly said: "Yes, according to the usual practice, he will probably slaughter a few more counties to find blood and food supplements." ”

Nie Zhongping said: "Send him a message, and say that there is good blood food in this city." ”

"By the way, tell him to come with the relics he has just faded from. ”

Nie Li said cautiously: "Dad, that long worm has always regarded his relics as treasures, but I'm afraid he won't ...... easily."