"Master Xun, you're here too." Zimo said.

Fu Nian They call Xunzi Uncle Shi, that is, he is two generations older than Zimo, so what is it called? Forget it, it's a teacher anyway, and it's the easiest way to call it directly.

"Uh-huh."

Xunzi glanced at the book in Zimo's hand, didn't say anything, and then ignored Zimo anymore and went to read the book in the library by himself.

After he left, Zimo pouted, Master Xun has always been a man of few words, and his personality is also very strange, although he advocates Confucianism and law, but he himself is also a temperamental person.

I really felt a kind of profound power from Xunzi, Zimo has been in Qin Shi Mingyue's world for five years, and among all the people he has seen, Xunzi gives him the strongest feeling.

Fu Nian is self-cultivation all year round and is upright, his internal strength will inevitably be a little aggressive, even if he sits with him, it can give people an inexplicable pressure.

But Xunzi is completely different, he doesn't seem to be surprised, although Zimo was reading intently just now, but if someone walks around in the huge library pavilion, he should still be able to notice, but when Xunzi approached, he didn't notice it at all.

Confucianism pays attention to the spirit of entering the WTO, and this transcendent realm should not appear in the body of Confucian people, but Xunzi has it, which is also an important reason why Zimo has always believed that Xunzi has reached the realm of a saint.

Then Zimo stayed in the library for a while, flipped through it at random, didn't find what he wanted, and waited until the evening to prepare to go back.

Xunzi noticed Zimo's departure, and he frowned slightly,

Shopkeeper Ding was still in Xiaoshengxian Village, went to him to eat a little food first, and promised to wait until the holiday to go to work with him.

After eating, Zimo went to Zhang Liang, now it is late, I asked for leave from Zhang Liang yesterday, and today it is time to report the situation to him, although there is nothing to gain.

In addition to reading, Mr. Zhang Liang usually did not know where to get a map of a country, and he fiddled with the map as if he was studying military affairs.

"Third Master, I'm back." Zimo said.

Zhang Liang didn't shy away from anything, there was still the big map on the table, he glanced up at Zimo, and motioned for him to sit down.

"How's it going today? Let's talk about it, it's all there. Zhang Liang's tone was flat, and his voice was very soft, as if he was not worried about Zimo at all.

Zimo took out the small box from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Liang, "I went to the construction site, and the mirage hasn't started to be built yet, but I broke into Yun Zhongjun's tent and brought this thing." ”

Zhang Liang took it, opened the box, three kinds of pills were close in front of him, took them out and looked at them carefully, no one is omnipotent, he actually doesn't understand pills.

"What are these pills for?" Zhang Liang asked.

Zimo explained to him carefully, but listening to it, when he heard about the Juxian Pill, Zhang Liang's eyes suddenly lit up, and it was obvious that he was more interested in this.

Although Zhang Liang's strength is very strong, but compared with Wei Zhuang, Gai Nie, and Fu Nian, he is not a martial arts genius, and he started late, in the original animation, he once had a trick with Wei Zhuang, but he and Wei Zhuang are old acquaintances, and the two should have been more like "saying hello" at the beginning, and it was not really a hands-on.

Zimo once guessed that Zhang Liang was the seventh layer of Confucianism, but this was just a guess, and there was no reference, not necessarily accurate, including Fu Nian and Yan Lu, Zimo actually didn't know what level they were.

The only thing that is certain is that they are definitely ten layers down......

"Third Master, if you want all these to you, I won't need them anyway." Zimo is very generous, in fact, he may not really need it himself.

Zhang Liang thought about it for a long time, and he was not embarrassed to ask for it, so he said: "Give me this elixir." ”

Juxian Pill is to enhance internal strength, and it is also suitable for Zhang Liang to use it.

"yes, okay."

As he spoke, Zhang Liang took out the small bottle containing the Juxian Pill and returned the rest to Zimo.

Zimo took it, he didn't know what the use of keeping such a few pills would be in the future, so he could only put it away and talk about it later.

"You provoked Yun Zhongjun, you have to be careful when you go to Xianyang in the future, there is a behemoth behind Yun Zhongjun, that is, the Yin and Yang family, the Yin and Yang family masters are like clouds, and all of them are not good stubble, you must be careful." Zhang Liang said.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Zimo laughed.

Regarding the affairs of the Yin and Yang family, hehe, I may know more than Qin Shi Huang, so I won't count it with you little by little, for fear of scaring you.

Zimo came out of Zhang Liang, and then went to the Six Arts Pavilion, although it was the middle of the night, but today he just carried it with Yun Zhongjun, and it seems that he has some understanding of the way of the sword, and wants to strike while the iron is hot.

There is only a wooden sword here in the Six Arts Pavilion, but it is enough to practice.

Holding a wooden sword in his hand, he went through the whole process of today's battle in his mind, Zimo's swordsmanship is not exquisite, and the requirements for weapons are not high, anything can be a sword in his hands!

"If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, if you want to fight with the master, the weapon in your hand must not be Changge, let alone a wooden sword, that Luban's sword, I want to decide!" Zimo muttered in his heart.

In fact, there are many undiscovered famous swords in this world, such as Kong Zhousan Sword, and now Zimo only knows one Hanguang, and the other two are floating in unknown places, and the other two are called Chengying and Xiaolian.

Kong Zhousan sword is now only a legend, no one knows where it is, once asked Mr. Zhang Liang, he didn't know, it seems that such a sword, he can get a small chance.

The three swords are also the three realms, containing light and formlessness, no quality, and no sense, and they are the real wise men of the mean, wise and foolish.

The shadow is shadowy and invisible, like a lonely wandering soul, half-true and half-false, both illusory and real.

Xiaolian is tangible and sensible, real, alive, and flesh and blood.

"It would be great if I could pick it up, if I had the luck of Teacher Yan Lu, hehe, I would have entered Xianyang a long time ago."

Uh, wake up, I still have to practice swords.

There are many Confucian swordsmanship moves, even the most basic sword moves want to practice for a long time, a wooden sword in Zimo's hands is integrated, people are swords, swords are people!

Before I knew it, the night was deep, and the sweat was dripping from my forehead to my cheeks, and then through my chin, and some of it was dripping on my clothes.

After practicing the sword, put the wooden sword back in its place, Zimo rinsed one side of his body with warm water, washed his clothes, and went back to the dormitory to sleep.