Jian Chuan came in with him, and the hypermarket here was repaired and walked around. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info but there are healing pills, and I bought some of the recovery magic pills. He had followed that good mage for more than ten years, and he had understood a lot of the mechanism of the elixir. I know that most of the pills are erysipelas, but only those who heal and restore their magic abilities are very toxic and can be taken. However, it must not last long, and there will be an accumulation of erysipelas after a long time, and after a long time, it will harm the body, and then destroy the cultivation, and even destroy the vitality of the body. As for the type of pills that help break through, most of them are made of fierce medicines, and the damage is often equivalent to the function, so you must not take it rashly!

Further on, it is the place where the competing goods are sold. The magic circle was shrouded, and the things inside were vividly visible, but the cultivators outside it could only see with their eyes, and they were not allowed to enter, and they sighed in vain. This is also the most attractive hypermarket, thousands of low-level cultivators, who are incapable of entering, only spend a lot of money, enter this field to watch, one is to open their eyes, and the other is to only envy the fish in the abyss, stimulating them to do gambler shopping.

"Old Ancestor has arrived!"

Suddenly, there was a roar, and the corner of Jian Chuan's eyes picked up sharply, and he turned around to look directly.

The surname is old, but he chased and killed Jianchuan on the edge of the prairie of Dahai City, and he was repaired by Jianchuan's calculations, and his supernatural powers were already the peak of the first stage of Yuanying. As soon as the guy entered here, it was the power of his divine thoughts that enveloped the audience, and Jian Chuan felt that the power of his thoughts seemed to stay on his body for a while, but in fact, all the people in the field felt like this, and this was due to the power of divine thoughts to perform manipulation. However, Jian Chuan's heart still sank, and his complexion almost changed suddenly. Thanks to all these years, I have experienced a long time, and my mind has become much deeper.

"You and others have stolen a treasure in the hypermarket, and you need to search for it, and I hope you will cooperate. ”

That year, the ancestor was behind a high-level cultivator of Yuan Dan, and he stood up and shouted loudly.

"What do you mean?"

The cultivators around were surprised, and then suddenly all of them were furious. This is a naked humiliation!

"Why? Why are you waiting for me to wait for something?"

"You don't have to panic, if you haven't searched it, my hypermarket is willing to pay Zhu Xiu a gadget for one person. ”

The overhaul suddenly took out a bead, and everyone was amazed. I don't know what he lost, but he actually made amends with a small pearl of light! The cultivators stopped shouting in all directions, so he commanded his subordinates to detain the cultivators. The first and second levels of the Great Duo Dan are the ones who focus on searching their bodies, but the lower level of Yu Wai and the high level of Yuan Dan are ignored and leave directly. Jian Chuan locked his own cultivation with the Divine Soul Rune Array Transformation Array, but he couldn't see the cultivation of Bigu, and at this time, he went over, and the three cultivators came over and said:

"Please open the body bag, etc.?"

"Fa bag, hehehe, it's just a thing stitched with demon beast skin, where do I have such a treasure when I wait for Xiaoxiu?"

Jian Chuan made a piece of demon animal skin on his body into a bag and opened it, this thing is the storage bag of ordinary cultivators, and there is also a simple magic talisman on it, which can have a space of about half a zhang. The three cultivators carefully looked at the hundred and ten gangue stones in the Dharma bag, several piles of low-grade materials, and there was nothing left, and one of them suddenly said:

"Shi Hai, you can be counted!"

Although Jian Chuan was tight inside, he didn't move, but he looked over in surprise, and the three cultivators sighed, threw a small pearl of light into his hand, and then turned around to check the next one.

"Ahh

Jian Chuan went out with Shuxiu, and went around other places before returning to the inn.

"Hey, where are you?

There was a repair next to the counter of the inn, but it was not Niu Dali.

"Well, you······ You're a cow ······."

"Contemptible cow vigorous. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I have looked for you with my senior brothers, but my senior brother has something to do, and you got my senior brother's vein stone, but you never gave it to Zhun Xin'er, and it took me a long time to make my senior brother. ”

That Jianchuan saw that the ox sent people to follow him that day, so he performed the anthropomorphic sound technique, using fire as a person, wind as a person, thunder as a person, and rain as a person, and using the Divine Soul Rune Array as clothing to cover up the attributes of fire, wind and thunderstorm, and deliberately test it when the night was thick, which became this story.

"Oh, I see, oh, wait, I've got something to do, I'll talk about it later. ”

The cow left in embarrassment.

Jian Chuan entered his guest room, frowning and silent.

"It seems that there is a big net that is gradually becoming clearer, but is it just like this? Alas, that's it! I am born a cheap life, and I am always framed and harmed by people everywhere. Could this be the sorrow of ordinary people's monasticism?"

After thinking about it, I was suddenly discouraged, and sighed and meditated.

On the second day, Jianchuan walked out of the Xianfang market here and went to the north of the city. There are also cultivators living together, and it seems that there are no extraordinarily large forces entrenched, and there is still security.

Stay away! This is Jianchuan's choice. Helpless!

Fortunately, Jianchuan now has plenty of money, otherwise he would have to learn Liaocheng to work as a coolie.

The land north of the city is filthy and filthy, and there are too many mundane people, and the area is small and the population is large and dense. Jianchuan has traveled on foot for a month, and it is only a small half of the area. At that time, he lived in a restaurant, with two small dishes, a pot of old wine, and opened his mouth to eat and drink. Seeing the braised pork and spirit grass vegetables on the plate glowing with an alluring light, I couldn't help but gurgle in my stomach. It has long been the realm of Yuandan, and diet can be used to clear the valley. However, the habit of drooling after seeing delicious food has not changed. Thinking about the poor parents and brothers in the mortal world, I have long said that I will go back to fulfill my filial piety after cultivating power, but now I am getting farther and farther away, and finally my parents and brothers are not only separated from each other, but now they must be separated from yin and yang!

That Jianchuan couldn't bear the dampness in his eyes, sighed, and said to himself:

"Born in my parents, grew up in heaven and earth, and drifted away, this is my life!"

"Sir is about a Confucian student, right?"

Suddenly, a gentle voice came, Jian Chuan looked up, but saw that the same table had an extra cultivation at some point, middle-aged and elegant, and was smiling and chanting his own words.

"Late Jianchuan, I've seen the eldest brother!"

"Don't dare, contemptible Yangzi, but the chief professor of the Confucian Academy here. Mr. Guande is very bookish, he should be a noble person who has been immersed in the Five Classics for a long time and has been enlightened by the way of the saints!"

"I don't dare, but I've just skimmed a few books. ”

"Sir, is it a study tour, or a traveler?"

"You Xueer!"

"Hehehe, a few days ago, Mr. was looking for books in several book clubs, I just paid attention, and it was a little abrupt to meet today, but it was very sincere, and I specially invited Mr. to be the chair of my Confucian Academy, and I would like to ask for advice sooner or later, and explore each other to confirm what I have learned, I don't know?"

"The chief professor is so scheming, for more than ten days, he has never realized that there is actually a cultivation target!"

"Hehehe, there are more than a dozen book clubs here, most of which have some relationship with Zaixia. At present, Confucianism is weak, and it is not easy for the college to maintain. Several chairs also clamored to leave. So I had no choice but to entrust the shopkeeper of the book club to pay special attention to the Confucian students who came here for me, or I was lucky enough to invite one or two great Confucians to educate the cultivators!

"Hehehe, Mr. is so patient!"

"That's right, and it's helpless!"

"Hehehe, can I go and see one or two before making a decision?"

"Good, good!"

After dinner, leave. The two exchanged a few words as they walked. Jianchuan knew that this cultivation was the responsibility of the Beicheng Confucian Academy, which was founded by his teacher and passed on to his daughter, the wife of the chief professor. Most of the students in the college are from poor families, so there is almost no oil and water to fish for the professorship, so they quit after a few years. Now there are 800 students, only more than 10 teaching chairs, and there are more than 10 students who helped each other in the past, which is really difficult.

The two of them walked for about half a day, the road went around and around, and suddenly they saw a dead end in front, but at the end there was an archway, on which the word benevolence and righteousness were written in thick ink. The pen is strong and thick like a mountain.

"Sure enough, it's a good word! A thousand words, a thousand words! Sure enough, the word benevolence and righteousness are heavier, the more mountains and mountains!"

"Oh, sir, you also have a deep study in Shudao?"

"Don't dare, just a little focus!"

After the archway is a wooden door, the side doors on both sides are low, but the central gate is wide and magnificent. There is a couplet carved on the pillars on the left and right sides of the door.

"Tianxingjian, the gentleman is unremitting in self-improvement, and the terrain is kun, and the gentleman is virtuous. ”

Jian Chuan looked at this couplet for a long time, and suddenly sighed:

"In this world, benevolence and righteousness are not prosperous, and the strength and weakness are easy, so what?"

When the master was alive, he often sighed about it. The Tao is the path of cultivation and the path to the devil, and it is already inseparable from the holy and the demon! The great regret of this life is that those who cannot blind themselves to death!"

"Your master is really worried about the world, and he can be a saint!"

"Where, where, how dare you?"

The chief professor was very forgetful when he heard this.

The Confucian Academy covers an area of not small, with several large halls, and the left and right houses are far away, almost more than 100 rooms. In the middle of the square in front of the main hall, a statue of a saint is sculpted, the statue has blazing eyes, looking ahead, as if it has insight into the world, straight into the distant depth and desolate artistic conception. In front of the statue of the saint, there are incense cases and futons and other objects, and at that time there is smoke curling up, and the courtyard is filled with a light and elegant and holy atmosphere.

And the plaque on the lintel of the tall and majestic main hall has the words "Book City Never Sleeps", which is also written by everyone, which is really good.

In the main hall, all the scholars and students sat upright, chanting loudly the treatise of the Five Classics, the way of the saints. On the first seat, he was repaired, dressed in a high-crowned costume, sitting upright, with a focused expression, and reciting the scriptures.

"Eight halls, the halls are full, a total of 800 Confucian students, both civil and military. Most of them are ordinary and cannot attain Taoism, but the theories of Confucianism are not as profound as Confucianism. There are one hundred and twenty or thirty cultivators who have cultivated the way of Confucianism, and those with high supernatural powers are in the realm of Yuandan, and those who are low are just in the realm of knocking on the door. ······"

The chief professor led Jianchuan into a three-story stone building in the middle of the house, and at the same time gave a detailed introduction to the Confucian Academy.

"This is the tireless building, the residence of the chair. The third floor is the head of the college, which is also the residence of the lower wife's room. Mr. Jianchuan will go to the teaching office first, and he still has to talk about the courtesy. ”

"Well, no hurry, no hurry. ”

Talking like this, the two of them have already gone up to the stone building, the innermost room on the third floor, the light is not very good, even the ventilation is not smooth, but when they enter the door, it is neat and clean, spotless! Behind the big table, a female cultivator is quietly reading, and there is a plaque behind it, on which there are four words in everyone's handwritten "Concentrate on the Discipline", and the pen is strong, which can be described as everyone. Jian Chuan and the chief professor had been in for a long time, and he didn't see the female cultivator to help him, but he only turned a few pages of the book and finished reading about a chapter before he raised his head.

"Oh, a guest, Li Lang didn't call me back to my senses. ”

"Hehehe, lady, this is the great Confucian I have obtained from following me in the past few days, and I am willing to temporarily reside in my Confucian Academy as a professor. ”

"Oh, sir, can you allow me to inspect the academy?"

The female cultivator looked at Jian Chuan and asked with a smile.

"As it should be!"

"Sir, can you write a sutra for my college to enjoy?"

It's still a warm smile.

"Good!"

So Jianchuan followed the couple to a large room on the third floor, which is the Shujing Pavilion here, with several large tables and paper, ink, pen and inkstone. When Jian Chuan saw that the chief chair had taken the rice paper, he took the ink from himself and studied it carefully. For half an hour, he didn't write half a word, that is, the chief professor felt that he had been dazzled and chose Mr. Nan Guo! As for the head of the sect, he had already had a cold face, and looked at his husband angrily.

However, after not waiting for his disappointment for a few more years, that Jianchuan suddenly took the brush in his hand, dipped it in ink, and hung his wrist to write, as if he had obtained the Confucian Taoist system, and his muddy body naturally exuded the Confucian sacred qi, that is, the word appeared, and it was also a flash of inspiration, and a faint Confucian sage-like aura lingered, but it achieved a Confucian cultivation! The couple in charge of the Confucian Academy just watched in surprise, completely unaware of the loss of time!

"The righteous are the pillars of heaven and earth, and the cornerstone of the universe. If you get it, the heavens will prosper, and the demons will not prosper; if you lose it, the world will suffer······!"

That Jianchuan first slowly used the pen, like a word Wanjun, and then wrote faster and faster, if the pen walked the dragon and snake, wanton the ocean, but an hour, a Confucian great words jumped on the paper. He said that the core of Confucianism and Taoism is to cultivate one's own righteousness and prosperity, and then merge with the way of heaven, and then help each other to be righteous and become a saint in the world! The strong is the end of the evil, and there is a theory that evil cannot prevail over the right. On the contrary, all the things in the world are the main affairs of the evil and the outer way, and justice is biased! Therefore, the good and evil things in the world start with self-cultivation, and then merge with the way of heaven, and then justice and prosperity.

Jianchuan's theory does not talk about benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, does not involve loyalty, filial piety, courage and harmony, but Haoran righteousness is a cultivation, although it is a family theory, but it is far beyond the desire of this couple. The two of them first looked at the calligraphy of those calligraphers, thinking that the one who got it was sacred, and at this time they regained this theory, and their hearts were shocked at first, and then they were apprehensive, but they didn't know why!

Jian Chuan wrote, put down the pen, and then got up, and said to the two:

"I don't know if it may be a chair of the Confucian Academy?"

"Ahh

The head of the Confucian Academy, the lady of the chief chair, suddenly woke up and nodded hurriedly, pleasantly surprised.

As soon as the formalities are in place, Jianchuan lives in the large flower garden in the backyard of the college. The place was the residence of the Confucian instructors of the previous generation of colleges, and they had been vacant for many years. Although several senior professors applied, the head of the faculty did not agree. After all, its place is where the academy has a deep symbolic significance! How can the Tao dare to live in peace if it is not in the holy cultivation? Jian Chuan entered the secluded grass residence at this time, and when he looked at it carefully, he felt that this place really occupied the word Zhongzheng, and it should be the best place to live in this large flower garden. Suddenly, there was a great discomfort! Gai Qi has been blinded by people for many years, and when did he get such treatment, but he was not suitable for a while!

"The virtuous couple is well-intentioned, but they are used to living alone, can they ······?"

"Hehehe, Mr. deserves it! This place is just the right place for Mr., please don't refuse!"

Jian Chuan looked at this, thought about it for a while, and said:

"I'm ashamed of that!"

The couple went out, and the two of them barely spoke, so they entered the three-story Shujing Pavilion of the Tireless Building, and carefully looked at the handwritten ink treasure of Jianchuan. The ink color of calligraphy gradually fades, and a trace of colorful color flashes, and its dazzling place even seems to be like a great light.

"Sure enough, every word is perfect! When did my father's Confucian Academy have such a big discussion? Who can reveal the principles of Confucianism between the lines and shine with the light of Confucianism? Li Lang, after several years of book market arrangement, today it is worth repairing!"

The head of the nun was a surprise, and she kept praising her husband.

"Hehehe, it's rare for a lady to praise a repair like this!"

The head chair, the husband in charge of the teaching, Li Yangzi, was a little embarrassed.

"Doesn't the husband know that his cultivation can be a unique way for Confucianism?"

The female cultivator in charge looked at Mo Bao for a long time, and suddenly began to speak.

"Hmm, the lady is talented, she actually saw that it contains the principles of cultivation? Yes, sure enough!"

Yangtze sighed.

"You can help you with this cultivation, or maybe there is a unique Confucianism cultivation path! After all, my Confucianism is declining, and it is necessary to lack the cultivation method!"

"Well, that's what the lady said!"

At the end of the lunch class, the Confucian students in the main hall thanked the chair and retreated. The correction of the high-crowned costume in the main hall packed up the manuscript and prepared to go out, but at this time, a cultivator flashed in, first saluted, and then whispered:

"Master Night, do you know who lives in the middle of the grass?"

"Hasn't the Grass House been vacant for years?"

"That's in the past, but now there's a repair that's already occupied!"

"Huh!"