Walking quickly, the skin on Hao Shi Ji Ran's face was as red as a heavy jujube, and when he arrived next to Su Ang, his palm pressed against the hilt of Su Ang's fine iron sword, as if inadvertently slashing to the side, cutting half of the head of Zuo Geng's corpse.

Su Ang, who was still talking to the female ghost, bowed slightly, and in this way, Zuo Geng didn't even have a chance to become a ghost, and completely disappeared.

"Hmph, killing him is cheaper for him, according to me, as a supervisor who knows the law and breaks the law, kills two farmers in a row, and vainly tries to get involved in the one-night marriage of the officials, it should be done inch by inch!"

was obviously very angry, the red on Ji Ran's face was heavier, and the dark circles that appeared in the morning were not very conspicuous.

Su Ang nodded, he was deeply convinced of Ji Ran's words, but Zuo has a second-level title, he can atone for his crimes, and if he doesn't take the opportunity to kill, God knows what will happen?

And it was killed neatly like this, the grudges that had been stuck in my heart for two years were instantly emptied, and when I caught the little man who pounced, my worries about the little slave kite were gone, and Su Ang's brain was empty, and it seemed that something was beginning to be active in my mind, like a seed of spring breaking through the ground and about to grow into a big tree!

Arranged for the little postman to dispose of the corpse, he took the fine iron sword from Ji Ran's hand, and put the sword back into its sheath with a click, and his mind was even more shocked, and he seemed to pick out the sword again with some clarity.

Click, click.

I saw that the blood stains on the sword body continued to slide down, dripping to the ground and making a crisp sound, and the ordinary fine iron sword was like a bloody blade that killed people.

Clear, understood, transparent!

Su Ang instantly understood that the title of knighthood belonged to the 20-level military merit title system, and the 20-level military merit title system was the foundation of the Yao State, but it was not the foundation of his personal heart, and the foundation of his personal heart was-

Holding a pen in his hand and a sword at his waist, Wenjie calms the people with a pen and purifies the world with a sword!

Purify the world with a sword, the blade is not stained with blood, understand this, from now on, even if you kill tens of millions of people, as long as you have a clear conscience, even if thousands of people turn into sky-swallowing ghosts, they will be like ants in front of themselves.

[Teacher Tang Bohu said: self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country, and leveling the world. I always thought it was that simple, but now I think that the full text of this sentence is 'the character of the object and then the know, the knowledge and then the sincerity, the sincerity and then the heart, the heart and then the body, the body and then the family, the family and then the country, the country and then the world is peaceful'. 】

Sincerity and sincerity, this point is still before cultivating the Qi family and governing the country and leveling the world, Su Ang suddenly understood that the so-called sincerity and sincerity is the heart that Wenjie needs to find.

He found his true heart, and his body shook at the moment, and he looked up to the sky and opened his mouth, and the Adam's apple rolled with a sonorous sword sound.

A person, like a pen, is straight from the middle to the outside, not vines and branches!

A person, like a sword, the sword light is forested, shocking all four miles!

Startled by the sound of the sword, his eyes swept over Su Ang's face, Ji Ran, who had always been arrogant and dry, actually stumbled, exclaimed, 'What a Wenjie heart', bowed down to congratulate him, laughed again, and stood next to Su Ang to protect the Dharma;

As a ghost, the female ghost retreated more than dozens of steps as early as the beginning of the sword sound, looking at Su Ang's crimson clothes, looking at Su Ang's black skin of foot guards, and finally looking at Su Ang's face, her beautiful eyes were less cunning, full of shock and disbelief.

It's only been a month since I saw Su Ang last time, and a scholar who is a little fisted at most has become a master, and at this time, he has even penetrated Wen Jie's heart?

It is said that she will not be impressed for three days, but Su Ang has impressed her more than ten times in just one month?

And the postman Gao Ge had already bowed in front of Su Ang, wanting to congratulate him, but he couldn't speak.

The people in Nanning, who were watching from afar, knelt down in an uproar, claiming that the officials were majestic, and they were noisy and chaotic.

The villagers didn't know what changes had happened to Su Ang, they only knew that Su Ang appeared, and the chief Zuo Geng, who had been ravaging Nanning for many years, and seemed to be a bloody demon, was killed in an instant, and Su Ang roared like a sword, which made them feel that Su Ang was not a mortal.

Where can we take care of what 'occupy the fertile field Su Ang'? There are naughty children in the family who have scolded Su Ang, and they will be beaten again indiscriminately, and soon it will become a mixed indiscriminate beating in the whole village.

The thoughts of the people in the village are very simple: children, if they are wrong, they will be beaten to death, until they dare not sing nonsense.

At this time, Su Ang was blessed by the wishes of all beings, and his already terrifying cultivation speed skyrocketed again, and he looked inside the Divine Court World and found that the second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh palace lamps that had not yet been lit on the "Wenhao Lu" were quickly lit, and the lights were like stars, and the entire Divine Court World was silver.

The speed of cultivation has risen to an incomprehensible level again, and the eighth flame that has been lit is swaying with the wind, and Su Ang's every move, every move, and even a breath, can feel the continuous growth of talent!

In three days at most, you can light the ninth simmer!

The cultivation speed can be called terrifying, but Su Ang didn't care about this, his eyes stared at the seven wishing power palace lamps that lit up, and the soul in the divine court trembled and trembled, even if it was a soul incarnation, his eyes began to shed tears.

Su Ang cried with joy, choked up and asked, "Master Tang Bohu, why are there six more lanterns in the Wishing Palace? If this continues, will I be able to light up ten palace lanterns soon, and I will be able to go back for a day?"

As a mentor, Tang Bohu, who has been accompanying Su Ang, understands Su Ang's thoughts very well, he can empathize with Su Ang's emotions, knowing that Su Ang was too excited at this time, his palm pressed on Su Ang's shoulder, and then ...... Lift your feet.

Boom!

Su Ang, who was in a state of emotional turmoil, was kicked out of the divine court, and after returning to his body, his mood calmed down a lot.

And Tang Bohu in the Divine Court, looking at the many people who drove a long car from a high altitude, swinging the Milky Way, and riding the golden dragon and colorful phoenix around him, took a light breath of the warm breath that was scorched by the fire in the Divine Court world, and around him Lu Zhaolin, Du Xianyan, Wei Zheng, Liu Sanbian, and even the more ancient Bao Zhao and Xie Lingyun of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Cao Mengde, Cao Pi, Cao Zhi's family of Wei and Jin, and even Confucius with a wide robe and big sleeves and a graceful face, also slowly inhaled.

Wen Jie's heart also has a level, although the level is vague, but everyone in the Twelve Dynasties has also summarized some.

For example, Wen Shan, a cool official who has been seen in the assessment of the Ministry of Officials, his heart is to go astray, if he is talented and hard enough, he can become a person, but he can become a Jinshi, and it is not impossible to practice higher, but he will endure countless tribulations, and there are almost no people who have ascended to high positions.

Another example is the county order Gongsun Fu, it is a good thing not to turn back, but it has also cut off a road, and if you can't walk on the current road, you will fall into death, and in the eyes of everyone in the Twelve Dynasties, Gongsun Fu, who has repeatedly degraded officials, is not far from death.

And Su Ang uses Wen to calm the people, purify the world with a sword, the road is broad and the future is ambitious, quite a kind of Tang Sect Li Shimin's style, and it is precisely because of this that the sentence of Tang Taizong who came across thousands of mountains and thousands of rivers 'knows this person', and the remaining thousand beings who do not exist will be blessed on Su Ang's body!

"If there is a disciple like this, what more can the husband ask for!"

In the greetings of everyone in the Twelve Dynasties, the corners of Confucius's mouth, who looked like a young man, curled up and spit out such a sentence.

And above the sky, "Writer's Record" lit up with a warm and bright light, and three voices sounded at the same time: "Yes." ”

Hearing this, Confucius looked high into the sky and bowed his hands to the end......

Returning to his body, Su Ang opened his eyes and found that Ji Ran and the postman Gao Ge were guarding on the side, but the female ghost was floating in the direction of the villagers in Nanning.

Wen Jie's original heart, speaking of which, after cultivating the Qi family and governing the country and leveling the world, but it is generally only understood when smelting Wenshan, achieving literary courage, and reaching the level of literature, Ji Ran still doesn't know what his original heart is, seeing Su Ang so powerful, ecstasy and admiration.

No wonder he is begging for a thief, and Su Ang is the official in charge.

The two had long been acquainted, and Su Ang didn't eat Ji Ran's touted set, and after scolding a few words, he walked towards the female ghost's side.

The villagers in Nanning were trembling with fright when they saw the female ghost, Su Ang immediately went over and steady, saying that Su Ang's son was not repeated, and when he saw the crimson clothes, he called 'Pavilion Lord', and bowed down when he landed.

"Everyone, please get up, Su Ang is just a clerk, and he deserves a great gift from the villagers. ”

Su Ang smiled and after comforting the villagers, he looked at the female ghost with a solemn face, only to see the female ghost forcibly pinching out the power of the ghost, guiding the buckwheat piled together to exude a burst of wheat fragrance, and the aroma slowly became irony, as if there was dirty blood and rotten flesh seeping out.

However, soon, the female ghost spewed out a breath of green gas with a faint fragrance, staggered back, and looked like she was about to fall to the ground.

"Be careful!" Su Ang hurriedly helped the female ghost.

There is a difference between men and women, Su Ang's movements are also fast, and he didn't touch the places that shouldn't be touched, after the female ghost stood firm, she still glanced at Su Ang, and said angrily: "It's all your fault, the slave family failed!"

In fact, the female ghost is waiting here, just to see that there are clouds in the north sky, and the villagers will gather the buckwheat sooner or later, gather the buckwheat with the breath of people, and she will use the ghost to guide, and the buckwheat monster can be generated.

The buckwheat monster has no senses, but she has rough skin and thick flesh, and she is a good guard, she has a rare opportunity to get powerful subordinates, but she didn't expect Su Ang to comprehend Wen Jie's true heart, under the agitation of the sword, no filth can be gathered, or in other words, it will be dissipated if it is aggregated.

After being buried by the female ghost, Su Ang looked at the buckwheat pile, and also knew the female ghost's thoughts, so he turned his head a little embarrassed and touched his nose.

But at this time, suddenly there is a rich wheat fragrance that refreshes people's hearts.

Stunned, Su Ang was stunned.

Ecstasy, female ghost ecstasy.

A person and a ghost looked at the golden buckwheat pile, and even Ji Ran in the distance also ran quickly, staring at the buckwheat pile in a daze, and the surrounding villagers swallowed spit, this kind of aroma makes people's stomachs hungry and thirsty, and they almost want to pounce on it, and stuff the buckwheat full of buckwheat into their mouths!

And the buckwheat millet, which was even more golden in the sunlight, flowed down like fine sand, and after a while, a golden egg the size of a thumb was revealed.

Mixed in the buckwheat pile, this small egg is like pure gold at the bottom of the lake!

"This turned out to be ......"

The impermanence of blood fell into the palm of his hand, Su Ang's eyes widened, and the green bamboo branches and leaves painted on his left forehead trembled a little.

Buckwheat monsters are rare, and buckwheat charms are even rarer!

Ten thousand monsters give birth to a charm, buckwheat charm is born, and it is appropriate to have a room for IKEA!