Zheng Yan arrived at the Aoki Station, found the post messenger and took out the seal letter and said that he would take an ordinary horse to the north, the post messenger looked at the seal letter and delayed for a long time or handed Zheng Yan a horse card, mainly because Zheng Yan's age was very suspicious.

Because there is a letter from the Ministry of Justice, the deposit is naturally free, but the rent still has to be paid, and the post horses can only be ridden for free by the post house, and the official can go back to the yamen for reimbursement after paying the rent.

There are three roads to the north, one is a straight road specially for the use of the army, one is a post road for both government and civilian use, the other is a waterway, Bianshui is from north to south, the Qingmu post north of Luoyang City is divided into two branches, one flows into the city, and one is injected into Luoshui in the south, the Qingmu Wharf here is the same as the Chaoyang Wharf on the Luoshui side in the south of the city, it is the distribution center of grain goods, there are countless warehouses and horses, the river is wide and there is little silt, it will be dredged on a large scale every few years, Zheng Yan naturally chose the post road for both the government and the people.

When the sun did not rise, I set off from the house, and the journey to Aoki Station was nearly thirty miles, and I probably walked for less than an hour, and this was still a few more glances along the way to see the scene of the early life of the people in Nanchengjing, and in the past two years, I haven't even come out of the inner city, that is, when I was younger, I walked the streets and alleys with the children on the street, and now in addition to learning is cultivation, it is rare to have such an opportunity.

Riding a horse on the post road, the rising sun is on the right hand, the sky is refreshing, it is a good time to go out. There are a lot of carriages and horses coming and going on the post road, Zheng Yan can't whip the horse, the law of the Great Zhou Dynasty has a clear provision, and the horse is not allowed to run when there is a convoy on the post road.

The carts and horses around him are basically grain carts, and the north of Luoyang is almost mostly flat and hilly, and the land is fertile and extremely rich in grain, and it is the main grain producing area for Gyeonggi to use grain, and silk, utensils, melons, fruits, medicinal materials and other items in the areas south of Luoyang and Luoshui will also be transported to the north through this post road.

Zheng Yan just had a casual meal at Aoki Station and set off, according to his own plan, he had to walk at least two hundred miles a day, and he would be able to reach Baoyue City in about twenty days, if someone flew with the imperial treasure, it would be good if it was two or three days, but every time the grandfather didn't allow it, this time he didn't even have a companion, in fact, there was a faster way, space teleportation.

Spatial teleportation is a method that has existed very early, and it needs to be cast with the help of formations, with the shortest and longest distance limitations, for some reason, the inheritance has not been further developed until now, and the system has not been formed, and the application is extremely limited, and for some reason, spatial teleportation cannot be realized in Luoyang City. It's like a single method left over from ancient times, with no beginning and no end, and people can only attribute this to the fact that their understanding of the Great Dao is not comprehensive enough.

Walking on the post road and thinking that it was the first time to go out alone, well, it was really a little excited, the autumn wind was proud, and the young man should leave lightly. The negative sword runs through the rivers and lakes, and the world is suitable for both Shaohua. Hey, I didn't expect Hu Xu's crooked poems to be quite smooth, sure enough, there should be swords, poems, and wine in the rivers and lakes, at this time, I happened to see a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, riding on horseback and raising his head to hold a green-skinned gourd and drinking something, it must be wine, Zheng Yan was a little envious.

The middle-aged man took a sip, just saw the appearance of Zheng Yan next to him, smiled and handed over the wine gourd, Zheng Yan was a little embarrassed, shook his head and thanked him first, he didn't know how to drink and waste things. The middle-aged man smiled again, pinned the wine gourd to his waist, shook the reins and approached Zheng Yan, and said with a smile, "It's really not good for young people to drink, it's good that you can refuse me."

Zheng Yan didn't know what to say, and the latter sentence seemed very inexplicable.

The middle-aged man was wearing a dark gray suit, with a brown sheath long sword hanging on the saddle, the style was as inconspicuous as Zheng Yan's long sword, his face was clear and rough with a clear and rough bearing, the contradictions were a little complicated, very attractive, he must have a lot of experience, Zheng Yan couldn't help but think about what kind of person this was, with his own experience, he didn't have a clue.

The two of them don't seem to be the kind of people who are good at chatting with people, they were a little silent for a while, and after a while, the middle-aged man laughed, looked at Zheng Yan and said helplessly, "I thought that you, a young man, would take the initiative to talk to me about something, the young man I saw before was the kind of person who ignored him and could talk to you for a day, and you didn't look like a guard, you must know that it's not good to be clumsy, God doesn't just let us eat when we give us a mouth",

Zheng Yan smiled awkwardly and had to say, "I'm going to visit relatives in Baoyue City, where is the uncle?"

The middle-aged man looked at Zheng Yan with a smile, nodded after a while, and said, "Go to Bianbei City first, and then go to Yudanzhou, run business for the owner, go out alone at such a young age, better than me, I didn't start to run out to make a living until I was thirty years old, since I was alone, don't leave the road easily, just go to the end of the road from here to Baoyue City",

Zheng Yan nodded, was silent for a moment, and the middle-aged man looked at Zheng Yan's long sword hanging on the saddle and smiled, "Sword practice?"

Zheng Yanmo held the sword body and smiled shyly, "Well, it's intermittent, and now it's just raising a essence",

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Look at the action of touching the sword, you know that you really like it, in fact, you don't need to worry, just lay a good foundation, the coming day is long, don't think about it overnight, you see which sword fairy in the world is not polished for decades",

Zheng Yan thought for a while and said, "The sword cultivators of the four sword immortal levels in the northern land seem to be quite young."

The middle-aged man smiled helplessly, " Those guys who have passed a jiazi don't say it, Zheng Kaiyuan of your Great Zhou is forty-five, Zhuang Yunzhan I know is forty-eight, Cui Wei of Yu Danzhou is almost fifty, as for He Xifeng of Daqin and Zheng Kaiyuan are the same age, these four people are not in their teens and twenties to reach the realm of sword immortals, the earliest Zheng Kaiyuan I remember was thirty-five years old at the time of the Demon War, with his qualifications and family background, let alone others, speaking of which, there may really be a few sword immortals in their twenties in the future, the apprentice of Gong Dang Li Pinglan, Zhang Jinyun's apprentice Yun Jinzhang, and a teenager whose name I don't know, well, it's hard to say, maybe it's more than three, interesting”，

The middle-aged man said that at the end, he had some meaning to talk to himself, Zheng Yan listened with some envy, he definitely couldn't, first of all, it was not a congenital sword heart, Qiu Qing said that because of qualification restrictions, it was difficult to form an acquired sword heart, and he couldn't focus on kendo on weekdays.

Zheng Yan has been very envious of the sword cultivation style in the sword world since he was a child, many people in the family are sword cultivators, and they are all masters, in the letters exchanged by his uncle Zheng Kaiyuan has always hoped that he can ponder more kendo, in such an environment under the influence of the sword is certain, but he also clearly knows that his conditions in this area are indeed average, is his heart high?

The middle-aged man didn't say anything in his eyes, at this time there were a lot fewer cars and horses on the road, and Zheng Yan said that he wanted to hurry, and whipped the horse away, Zheng Yan knocked on the horse's belly and sped up.

Practicing kendo can't reach the extreme, isn't there another way to practice, several methods are also a way, people are unsatisfactory nine times out of ten, it seems that it should be like this, how can the chosen son not be his turn, but also live in one direction, the spirit is immortal and struggles, it seems to be a saying that has spread over the years, the spirit, the essence of the divine consciousness, not the spirit of the spirit.

On this day, Zheng Yan changed horses seven times, not counting the Aoki Station, that is to say, he passed through seven post stations, walked more than 240 miles, just ate something casually at a small post at noon, and arrived at the eighth post station when the sun set in the evening.

handed over the horse and the horse card to the post office, walked into a small restaurant and ate something, and then entered the post house next door to inquire only to learn that the room had just been set out, Zheng Yan was a little helpless and inexperienced. Listening to Yi Cheng's suggestion, I found a big car shop not far from the post house, booked the location of a big shop, and finally settled down, this day is basically on the horse, if it is not for the sake of cultivation, the butt is estimated to have been worn out and bleeding.

The Great Zhou Post Station is generally divided into three levels in terms of scale and administration, it is called "shop" between thirty miles, but people are used to calling it a small post, and some places are also called "pavilions", one hundred and eighty miles between it is called a post station, and five hundred and seventy miles is called a post city, in fact, it is generally the capital of the state and county, unless a special place will establish a separate post city.

Zheng Yan has walked through a second-class post station before, the place where he settled is a post shop, generally there is a village near the post shop, most of the villagers are farming while doing post men, because guarding the post station, they can also sell some goods, and they can also open some small restaurants and small hotels, Zheng Yan is looking for this big car shop is opened by the villagers of Xiahepu Village, ten cents a night, much cheaper than in the post house, and most of the people who rest here are coachmen and porters.

followed the shopkeeper into a room, where there were already five men drinking and chatting, and they all stopped when they saw Zheng Yan come in, because Zheng Yan was carrying a sword in his hand.

The boss is probably very familiar with these people, laughing and scolding a few people who have never seen the world, this kid is kind-hearted at a glance, what does it matter to you when people go to the rivers and lakes, just sleep in peace.

Zheng Yan's appearance is not eye-catching, nor can it be said to be white, barely beautiful, a few people looked at it and put their hearts at ease, and probably had a guess about Zheng Yan's temperament and identity, a slightly older uncle also beckoned Zheng Yan to drink some in the past, Zheng Yan refused with a smile, he really didn't drink much when he was so big, but he accompanied his grandfather to drink some during the New Year's holidays in the past two years, and the banquet in the palace would not arrange drinks for the children, and Zheng Yan never went outside to have fun and party with those sons of the family.

There are six positions in a chase shop, only one position next to the door against the wall, according to Xinluo's instructions, the package is pillowed as a pillow, two daggers are tied to the calf in one in his arms, the long sword rests on the place where his hand can touch, and the shoes are also placed beside him, after feeling that it is appropriate, Zheng Yan finally lay down, his whole body is comfortable, the bumps of the day finally stopped, and the top priority is to quickly nourish the body with true yuan, leave half of the mind to meditate, and keep the best state at any time when going out, this is what Xinluo emphasized.

After a while there was a sound of cleaning up on the other side, and then the dim oil lamp went out, and everyone went to sleep, and after a while they remembered the murmuring and snoring, and it seemed that there was no less toil today, and the barking of the dogs and the crowing of night owls in the village, which sounded a little melodious. Zheng Yan has now cultivated to the high level of refining and refining qi, and his martial arts cultivation is probably in the fourth realm, and he can't spell a single one, so he actually went out alone.

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In order to sort out the context, the Great Zhou Dynasty set up four major museums very early to sort out the cultural context, which were used to manage the collection of books to correct and print, among which the Chongwen Museum was located in the Hanlin Academy, which nominally belonged to the management of the Ministry of Rites; the Zhaowen Museum was located in the Zhongshu Province, and led the Hongdu Xuementai Hospital and other places; the Chengwen Museum directly belonged to the Shangshu Province, but the address Guozijian, also known as the "backyard" of the Guozijian, in addition to the officials who did things, there were hundreds of young heroes selected by the Guozijian and Taixue to study here; the Hongwen Hall was set up in the harem Imperial Garden.

The four major museums are taken from the "Chongde Zhaogong Inheritance Hongyi", and each museum has a university scholar, a consul general, ten bachelors, and 50 officials. Four of the six scholars in the sixth year were in charge of the Wenguan, which shows that the imperial court attached great importance to the cultural context.

There is no moon tonight.

There is light in the book building of Chengwen Pavilion, a slender and upright figure, holding a candlestick, walking between the rows of bookshelves, full of books, the face under the candlelight is a quiet enjoyment, is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man.

The young man walked all the way, past the bookshelves, and through several corridors, and in front of him was a room with lights on, and there seemed to be human voices. The young man raised his hand and gently pushed the door, his hand was slender and crystalline, and the woman might be jealous when she saw it, the door was silently pushed open, and several figures sitting around the lamp and candle appeared, and a voice came, "Ruhui, you are late."

"Ru Hui is a humble gentleman, and thinks that it is unfair for us to openly open a small stove like this, but we can't disobey the orders of the gentleman, so we can only show our attitude by delaying," said a young man among the few people with a chuckle.

Another young man beside him shook his head helplessly, "Yunhu, thanks to the fact that a few of us have known each other for many years, if you listen to what you just said, you will definitely feel that it is cynical, and it is light to turn your face on the spot, that is, you have a good temper",

Qi Ruhui, who had just come in, smiled and found a place to sit down, a pure and indifferent girl next to him just nodded slightly, the young man named Yunhu was also seventeen or eighteen years old, with aura in his beauty, and laughed a few times.

Pei Shinan is a bachelor of Chengwen Pavilion, a disciple of the Lord of the Sacrificial Wine, and the organizer of tonight's "Open a Small Stove", at the moment he is sitting cross-legged with a book in his hand, and after listening to the conversation of several students, he stroked his beard and said with a smile, "It's not right to say that the small stove is opened, there are only a hundred students in the Chengwen Pavilion, and there are only a dozen people who have the qualifications to practice the spiritual method, and I will open it to the six of you tonight, and tomorrow it will be them, not everything in the world can be fair, 'make the chicken Si Ye, make the raccoon dog hold the mouse, all use their energy, and there is nothing to do'."

Qi Ruhan said "It's the narrow-mindedness of the students",

Pei Shinan waved his hand and said, "It's okay to be young and narrow-minded, but you must know that you take the initiative to open up, you are transparent and broad when you are young, but it is easy to overlook, and only by being mentally condensed and tenacious can you control your thoughts, words and deeds, which is the most basic purpose of our spiritual practice." The carrier of the spirit is consciousness, the specific principle and source of consciousness we still have no way to know, but we know that it must be related to the body and soul, groping and summing up, through the appropriate method of exercising the body and soul can indeed enhance the spirit, you are all six or seven years old began to lay the foundation, to now more than ten years, do you have your own understanding?",

The young man named Yunhu was the first to raise his hand, and after getting the nod of his thumb in agreement, he said with a smile. The spirit is to the consciousness, just as the divine consciousness is to the soul, the magic is to the true element, and the power is to the body, the students think that since this is the case, there must be many ways to improve the spiritual power, reading and visualizing is too boring, and the effect is slow, if the reading and visualization are deviated and easy to diverge to the divergent type, it is too hard to exercise the body, every time we are exhausted, we must keep the spirit immortal, and the heart that wants to die is there, we should seek methods like refining the essence and the vitality into the true element, or the outer pill method like forging the body with the help of heaven and earth treasures."

Others objected to some thoughts, Pei Shinan smiled and said, "Living beings are always looking for the most convenient way to make survival better and easier, which is also the driving force for the rapid change of our world, but have you ever thought about it, can he make candles when suddenly asked a carpenter?" There are no absolutes, don't the yin and yang families say that the way of heaven will always leave a line, so of course it is possible to make it, but he is most likely to spend more time and more raw materials, I never deny the possibility of creating out of thin air, but we have to be reasonable, how high is this possibility? Spiritual practice can create a strong vision to help you be more determined to do things, and it can also recognize and dispel those illusory visions, so that you can distinguish right from wrong and avoid detours, so you might as well endure some hardships and down-to-earth cultivation first. I understand your impetuosity and eagerness, and I have come from your age, so I will teach you some spiritual methods today."

Several people looked at each other and smiled, with the excitement of cunning and the success of their schemes.

Master Pei raised his left hand and pushed it flatly, and a circle of cyan halo poured out of his palm, and gradually the cyan halo flowed and stabilized, forming a cyan light shield the size of a pot lid, "This is a true yuan shield, as long as you reach the high-level true yuan of the refining and refining god, you can almost do it, you must have seen a lot",

As he spoke, he raised his right hand again, and soon condensed a cyan light shield, but there was a mysterious rune on the light shield, "You must not be able to see it like this, what I want to tell you is that the true yuan shield on the right hand is more tough and stable than the one on the left hand, you should have heard in the weapons class, our Da Zhou's current standard shields have a keel frame, the principle is here, of course, you can also make such a framework with your divine sense, but the spiritual power is more convenient",

Everyone was excited, and soon the room was lit up with various halos of light, which overshadowed the lamps and candles. Outside the attic, there is a middle-aged man in a white robe standing with his hands in his hands, and there is an ethereal and innocent girl in white beside him, the girl's face is delicate and a little lonely, indifferently looking at the windows upstairs with various halos of light, and then carefully looking at the middle-aged man's elegant and elegant high-standard Yiyun, I think it is definitely not an ordinary person.

The night was a little late, the six young people left with a smile, and when they went downstairs, no one seemed to notice the two people standing in the corner of the courtyard, only Zheng Xuandu had some doubts in his eyes, looked upstairs, and Pei Shinan nodded with a smile by the window.

The courtyard was quiet again, the middle-aged man downstairs raised his hand and condensed a golden light sword, and stabbed Pei Shinan upstairs with a little fit on his toes, Pei Shinan condensed a cyan light shield in his hand and swung away a sword, and then raised the shield to smash the opponent with the empty door wide open, the middle-aged man seemed to have stepped on something under his feet, and flew backwards with his strength, Pei Shinan jumped out of the window, and soon the two of them were fighting in the courtyard, and the girl in white stood aside and just watched silently, seemingly indifferent to everything.