Warm and gentle, Ling Lang opened his eyes. The sun shone through the cracks in the forest, shining on his body, and the morning dew was like a dream.

Since there is a Berlin formation to prevent the leakage of spiritual energy, there is no need to worry about attracting peeps, and there is also the protection of the Holy Soul, Ling Lang no longer has to tremble, and he cultivates with a heart. There are no distractions, the body and mind are quiet, and before you know it, it is dawn.

After sitting cross-legged all night, except for the slight paralysis of my legs, I didn't feel sleepy, but I felt refreshed.

Leaving the woods and walking to the road, facing the rising sun, Ling Lang stretched his waist, a breath of turbidity, from his lungs into a faint white breath exhaled, only to feel that the 36,000 pores of his body, as if they were all stretching down, inhaling a breath of fresh morning air.

This pleasant feeling is probably the legendary eating of ginseng fruit.

But next time I can't practice for so long, Ling Lang thought to himself, after all, even if there is no big deal, but Ling Lang has never been a lucky person. In its place, in its position.

During the work-study period in the college, Chen Lao and Xu Fuzi each came to see Ling Lang once. Before coming, Xu Fuzi also went to visit Ling Lang's home as a school teacher, and came back and told Ling Lang that the old and young in the family were in good health and everything was safe. And this kind of kindness, Ling Lang knew that he could not repay it, and he could only remember it for the time being.

When Chen Lao came, he told him that he had revealed his situation to the above in a rhythmic manner, and boiled frogs in warm water was easy to accept. However, he suggested that if there was nothing to do, it was best to wait for three or two years, and then say it all when Ling Lang's studies were completed and the time was ripe. Ling Lang also accepted Elder Chen's arrangement. However, he still asked Chen Lao to do him a favor - to get the key to the library.

In this way, when he has time and can't cultivate, he can pass the time in the library. Chen Lao agreed with a smile, saying that this was a trivial matter, so that Ling Lang was really moved, or moved, and he really didn't know what to say.

The suggestion of borrowing the library key was put forward by Guan Gong Holy Soul. In this way, he frequently goes to the library, and others will not be too suspicious; second, reading wisely, the book itself has luck, which can change people's temperament and momentum, especially the original manuscripts of some ancient sages and original authors, and even if it is a unique book of some ancient books, it is even more beneficial to people.

The reason why Confucius was canonized is because of the revision of "poems" and "books", the "rites" and "music", the preface "Zhou Yi" (also known as Yi Chuan), the compilation of "Spring and Autumn", and the Analects of the world.

It is worthy of Guan Gong, who holds "Spring and Autumn" in his hand and reads it at night, and his admiration for Sage Kong is not ordinary.

"Junhou, why are there fewer and fewer people in modern China, and there are no people who can be called sons?"

"The so-called, no accumulation of steps, no thousands of miles; If you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become rivers and seas. There is no perseverance to accumulate soil into a mountain, and there is no patience to accumulate water into an abyss. People's hearts are impetuous, coupled with the loss of aura, how can there be masterpieces, scriptures can't be passed on to the world, and how can they be canonized?"

"Books can be read more, can be deep, can be read lightly, but not indiscriminately, reading is wise, but people's beliefs, can not be three or four days, let alone easily change course. Once decided, we must persevere, and take it as the way to pursue for a lifetime, and be sincere in order to achieve something, and only then can we achieve great success, and then become great power. ”

Ever since he decided to instruct Ling Lang to practice the Soul Condensing Technique, Guan Gong Holy Soul would almost always respond to Ling Lang's doubts. Some Ling Lang will also secretly disagree and disagree, but more often, they all feel that it is the truth.

Ling Lang reads books during the day and cultivates at night, and his time is like an arrow. The summer vacation of more than 40 days will soon end, and a new semester will be ushered in.

"Junhou, I want to visit Xian Tai Temple, do you think it is feasible?" After communicating with the Holy Soul a lot, Ling Lang spoke with a bit of a lack of clarity.

"Men want to do what they want, why should they cower and cower, such a heart, not a person who can do things. I don't know what the big deal is that Emperor Guan said about "success", but I know that Emperor Guan is angry and scolds him loudly, and Ling Lang doesn't dare to say more.

may have read too many miscellaneous books when he was a child, Ling Lang likes Li Bai the most like Li Bai, a frivolous scholar with romantic feelings, although his own personality is due to family and physical reasons since childhood, he is a cold and introverted person. But the dream of traveling all over the beautiful rivers and mountains of the motherland was formed at a very young age. Moreover, Emperor Guan said so, so he gave up the hesitation in his heart and decided to visit the Xian Tai Temple half of the city.

If you come to Panzhou, you can't go to Xian Taimiao, and you don't think you've been to Panzhou.

Panzhou Xian Tai Temple was built in the Sui Dynasty more than 1,400 years ago, and was originally built by Feng An, the grandson of Madame Xian, to commemorate his grandmother.

Mrs. Xian, also known as Mrs. Xian and Mrs. Xian Guo, is a famous Ying, a native of Gaoliang County, Nanliang, young and wise, strategic, subduing Baiyue, and outstanding in the local faith. Gu is also known as the "Holy Mother of Lingnan".

Although Maoming City and Panzhou are less than 40 kilometers, Pan Xiaoling is also the first time to visit Xian Taimiao.

The main building of Xian Tai Temple is divided into four entrances, which are the front seat, the middle hall, the main hall and the Feng Gong Temple (apse). There is a patio between the halls. The mixed structure of lifting beams and piercing buckets is a typical ancient building in the south.

The front seat is the head door, and a pair of majestic stone lions stand on the outside of the door. The eaves outside the door are supported by a pair of carved stone dragon pillars, the door is two meters wide and five, the door is embossed hum two generals, the door is hung high in front of the door with the straight wooden plaque of "the temple of the lady of the country", the couplets on both sides are: "the mother is benevolent and the love of the heart and the high cool eternal, the three books of the compendium of the people and the great achievements of the country".

The main hall is equipped with a shrine, sitting on the dragon chair is the statue of Mrs. Xian, the two sides of the shrine are carved with dragon pillars and flower pillars, and the whole theme is the return of a hundred birds. Exquisite.

The apse features a double statue of Madame Xian and her husband Feng Bao, and on both sides of the apse are the descendants of Madame Xian.

Feng Qingli, a descendant of the Feng family, was indulging in the glorious deeds of his ancestors, and at the same time he was endlessly introducing the characteristics of the temple to Pan Xiaoling next to him. From time to time, he secretly used the corner of his squinting eyes to look at this school flower of the same university as himself, smiling, and every move, which was so joyful. It's just that he suddenly found that the beauty of Pan Damei, who had been listening to it with relish, was distracted.

Pan Xiaoling was originally visiting Xian Tai Temple with great interest under Feng Qingli's explanation, but she was suddenly attracted by a person - a tall and thin boy who was not actually very handsome, but had a calm and calm attitude that ordinary tourists did not have.

He not only looked at the inscriptions that recorded the life and deeds of Mrs. Xian, but also the general record of the construction of Xian Taimiao. At this time, he was seriously looking at the west wall, engraved by the Northern Song Dynasty great writer Su Dongpo was demoted to Lingnan, when passing by Gaoliangling, improvised the poem tablet of "Title Gao Liangxian Temple Poem". Although it was not too slow to read, Pan Xiaoling was sure that he was reading it silently word by word, line by line, as if he wanted to memorize it all.

The frown looks light because of the head raised, the serious expression, the lips are pursed, the left hand hangs in front of the abdomen, and the five fingers are half together. The right hand hangs lightly behind the back. Looking at it, there is a bit of the charm of an ancient scholar, and there is no one left and right in front of the poem monument, which makes him have a kind of lone pine independent elegance.

"It's just a fan in my hand. Pan Xiaoling suddenly had such an idea in her heart, feeling that she was really shameful and ridiculous. His face couldn't help but flush with a pale red.

Feng Qingli followed Pan Xiaoling's line of sight, naturally saw Ling Lang, and saw the shy look on Pan Xiaoling's face, and an inexplicable sense of jealousy rose from the bottom of his heart.

It was not easy for me to invite the eldest lady of the Pan family, whom I had admired for a long time, to come to Panzhou, and after more than two years of hard work, I was not as good as a poor boy who was destined for a while?

"Hey, who are you? What about you, where are you from? Sneaking up on that 900-year-old poem inscription for so long? You don't want to destroy such a precious cultural relic, do you?"

Jealousy, anger, and arrogant personality made Feng Qingli unscrupulous and unreasonable.

Ling Lang felt that he had better not deal with such a problem.

Seeing that the kid who was unhappy at first glance ignored himself, walked towards the apse without saying a word, and saw Pan Xiaoling's eyes like an idiot, looking himself up and down, he knew that he had worked hard for so long, and the shape he had established and maintained was completely ruined. The anger that had just taken a breath and was finally suppressed rekindled and surged up.

"You won't be allowed to go to the apse, and you haven't answered my question. ”

There were not many tourists and pilgrims in the temple, and some of them were shocked and looked at them all.

Feng Qingli was red and white for a while, and he was like a tiger, and he felt that he couldn't get off the stage. Angry at the door of his head, he rushed over quickly, and grabbed Ling Lang's right wrist violently.

The wrist of a person, like the lifeblood of a person, has three acupoints of life and death - Taiyuan, Tailing, Shenmen Acupoint, and Qi Tanyuan, which are the most direct. Of course, if it is exposed to ordinary people, it is not a big problem.

But firstly, Feng Qingli was in a hurry and used too much force, and secondly, this Feng Qingli turned out to be a person with a soul body. However, Ling Lang's soul body has been growing stronger and stronger recently, but his control skills have not been trained again. The lifeline is detained, and the soul body judges itself to be attacked. Unexpectedly, he devoured the past, and Feng Qingli's soul body was a realm away, and he was forced to retreat.

It's too late, it's too soon. In the bag worn on Feng Qingli's chest, there was another powerful soul body sealed. "Huh", a general wearing a lion helmet, wearing gold armor, and a splendid red robe appeared. I saw this general, very brave, raising his whip and prancing horse, drawing his bow and arrows, and pointing directly at the center of Ling Lang's soul eyebrows.

Ling Lang suddenly felt that his soul was cold, and his divine consciousness was also locked up. Before Ling Lang could ask a question, an arrow flew in, carrying wind and thunder - Feng An's seven arrows were fixed, how could he be underestimated? Ling Lang only felt that he couldn't even react at all, the arrow had already arrived in front of him, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

"Shaft, dare to ......" The cold and lonely voice sounded at the right time, and I saw that in the soul world, like heaven and earth, the cold light flashed, and a large area of white was boundless, with a force of ten thousand jun, and it slashed down obliquely. With another "swish", the mighty general, who had already been divided into two halves with men and horses, turned into bits and pieces, and disappeared.

I saw that Feng Qingli was suddenly like a catkins in the wind, shaking like a sieve, spitting black blood in his mouth, as if he was unsteady on his feet, and slowly fell down.

From the outsider's point of view, they just saw Feng Qingli rushing up to grab Ling Lang's hand, and then somehow, he suddenly vomited blood from his mouth and fainted.

"Bold ......," a roar came from outside the nave. A dark shadow rushed in.