Holding an ink pen in his hand, Han Muye had a faint golden aura surging up.

Looking at this heroic aura, Jiang Tong's eyes were bright, and his face was full of surprise.

Although this Haoran Qi is not rich, it is pure, which shows that Han Muye is not only transparent, but also extremely talented.

What kind of poems will such a character leave behind?

Not only Jiang Tong, but the other people in Xisai Town who saw him off all looked at Han Muye with anticipation.

"Granny Lan, Han Qixian can also write poems?" Tan Tan leaned over to Hibiscus and whispered curiously.

In front of her eyes, Han Muye's temperament at this time was very special.

It's the kind of sharpness that lacks sword cultivation and has a touch of intimate literary atmosphere.

It smells good.

Hibiscus shook her head.

Some people really can't speculate at will.

The feeling that Han Muye gave her was unfathomable.

Kendo, Dandao, now, even the Confucian and Taoist inheritances that have never appeared in Western Xinjiang are all profound?

Under everyone's gaze, the ink pen in Han Muye's hand began to wander.

The accumulation of the two worlds is superimposed, and Han Muye's words have a graceful and eternal style that has never been seen in the Tianxuan world.

Iron painting silver hook, rigidity and softness.

The pen falls, and there is a spiritual illusion.

"In front of Mount Cisse."

On the paper, the text appears in the shadow of the mountains, the green mountains are continuous, and the pine waves are like waves.

"Temperament!" Jiang Tong's eyes widened, and his shoulders trembled.

Kong Chaode also glared at Han Muye.

Confucianism, Taoism, and literature complement each other.

But literary talent is not a penance.

Why are there thousands of Confucian and Taoist monks in the world, but there are very few who can become scholars?

Just because ascetics don't know how many people there are, but it is difficult to have literary and talented counterparts.

But today, Han Muye's words have just come out, and they have already turned into a literary shape, which is obviously the blessing of the power of heaven and earth.

Could it be that Childe really has amazing talents?

Is it possible......

"Egret in front of the Cisse Mountain, fly."

The word "fly" came out, and a faint sword light flashed.

Han Muye smiled and watched as the sword light turned into a flying egret and spread his wings and left.

He is a sword cultivator, Confucianism is the skin, and the sword is the bone.

What if you don't use kendo to cultivate?

What in the world cannot be a sword?

If this ink is a poem, can't it become a sword?

The egret flies, fluttering its wings and soaring above the green hills, like a sword light, and the trajectory cannot be controlled.

"The egret flies in front of the Cisse Mountain, good verse!" Jiang Tong stroked his hand and exclaimed, and several people behind him were all looking at Han Muye eagerly.

This sentence alone can turn the spirit into a spirit heron flying high, so what will happen to the next sentence?

Han Muye's pen turned, and a line of text swayed out.

"Peach blossoms flow, mandarin fish fat."

The spring flows, and the pale red petals go with the water, and there is a hint of wine wafting in the water.

"Whoa—"

In the spring water, there are fat mandarin fish jumping out of the water, and the sword qi shines, bringing out a splash.

Take the literature as the landscape and fall flowers, and use the sword to turn the birds and fish into fish.

When he put down the ink pen, the aura on Han Muye's body was indescribable.

"Sure enough, it's reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles......"

Feeling the fusion of Haoran Qi and Dantian Aura Sword Intent in his body, Han Muye chuckled lightly, turned around and left.

"The egret flies in front of the Xisai Mountain, the peach blossom flowing water and the mandarin fish are fat, good poetry, good poetry!" Jiang Tong's eyes were full of light, and he chased after Han Muye: "Mu Gongzi, these two sentences are written about the scenery of my Xisai Mountain, I don't know what the last two sentences are?" ”

Beyond the scenery of mountains and rivers, there is the artistic conception of cultivation.

Jiang Tong and others are exactly the perception of this practice!

Hearing his words, Han Muye didn't look back, waved his hand and said, "The mountains are in the water, what other artistic conception do you need?" Don't write it. ”

The flying boat rushed into the sky, and Jiang Tong and the people behind him stood in place with regretful expressions.

"Hey, it's a pity, this kind of talent is condensed, and the poems that can be used to achieve luck are only half of them." An old boy with white hair and gray robe spoke tremblingly, with a look of regret.

"Yes, if I can complete this poem, maybe I will be able to have the great fortune of heaven and earth in Xisai Town, and it is not impossible to help you achieve the realm of lifting people." Another blue-robed scribe also sighed.

Why did Jiang Tong hospitably receive past Confucianism and Taoism practitioners? Isn't it so that he can borrow a bit of style to help him break through on his own?

Is there a feast in the world for free?

"The mountains are there, the water is there."

"The mountains are there, the water is there."

Jiang Tong turned around slowly, looked at the paper scroll unfolded by the maid, and looked at the golden aura on it, and his face turned into joy.

"What a shepherd, he is really talented and eloquent......"

"With this landscape and this half of the poems, why is Xisai Town unlucky?"

"Today's shepherd boy left a whole poem to help me break through, and I am the only one who benefits."

"This half of the poems and texts are spread out, recited for thousands of miles, and countless literati and ink writers are attracted to watch my Xisai landscapes and taste my Xisai wine and delicacies, so that my Xisai Town will be famous all over the world!"

"Quick, engrave this poem to the most conspicuous place at the entrance of the town."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and carefully rolled up the poem that had left Han Mu's signature.

"You help me invite the town guards and Confucian and Taoist talents from several surrounding towns and towns."

"I want to help Han Mu Gongzi become famous."

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On the flying boat, the little wooden demon Tan Tan stared at Han Muye, muttering something in his mouth.

On the other side, Kong Chaode looked at Han Muye, who was sitting opposite, with irrepressible surprise on his face.

It was Lin Shen, sitting cross-legged on the side, the sword light and qi and blood aura flashing on his body.

For him, it was not strange for Han Muye to do anything.

"Childe, I really didn't expect that your poems would be in the realm of talent and transformation." Looking at Han Muye, Kong Chaode said in a low voice: "With the talent of a son, if you meditate on Confucianism and Taoism in Zhongzhou, you can be a non-commissioned officer, and you can get it at your fingertips." ”

Entering the non-commissioned officer?

Han Muye smiled and shook his head.

His current Confucianism and Taoism cultivation is only one step away from the grandmaster.

Just a non-commissioned officer, he can't look down on it.

However, leaving poems in Xisai Town today, the combination of literary style and kendo, but it gave him a lot of understanding.

Slowly closing his eyes, Han Muye's divine thoughts were all converged.

The sword light on Lin Shen's body flashed, protecting Han Muye.

That's his job.

In Han Muye's divine hiding, the original golden Haoran Qi was constantly rotating at this time, and it seemed to be brewing.

On the seven long swords, there is also a faint golden stain.

This was something that wasn't done before.

Before, Haoran Qi and Divine Soul Sword Qi were completely intrusive with each other, and there was no sign of such fusion.

Haoran Qi has the power to suppress the demons and evil in the world.

If it can be combined with the sword light, the combat power of the divine soul sword qi will more than double.

Also, one after another Haoran Qi circulated in the body, not only infused into the dantian, but also penetrated into the flesh, fusing with the spine that had turned into a sword bone.

The jade-white sword bones flashed with golden aura.

What is this?

Sword bones, or, Wen bones?

The sword bones with golden light penetrating seemed to be a little different.

Han Muye closed his eyes to practice, Kong Chaode and Mu Hibiscus looked at him, and felt that his temperament had changed, from the gentle and gentle tone at the beginning, to the flashing sword intent later.

When Han Muye opened his eyes, his temperament was different.

It seems that there is a touch of tenacity in the original tone.

I don't understand.

Nobody understands.

"Hum—"

Ahead, a spiritual light rises.

Xiyuan County, arrived.

A large city, covering a radius of thirty miles.

Among them, the buildings are continuous and the spirit is soaring.

All kinds of Confucianism and Taoism rise, dyeing the heavens and the earth golden.

Such a magnificent city, in Zhongzhou, is just a small border town.

"Sun Cong, the chief secretary of Xiyuan County, was ordered by the county lord to welcome the envoy of Qingmangshan Town in Western Xinjiang."

Before the flying boat, a middle-aged scribe in a blue and gray brocade robe greeted him.

The county magistrate of Xiyuan County did not come to greet him in person, and before sending his subordinate officials to receive the flying boat, it could be regarded as giving Mu Hibiscus face.

The main book is a serious official, and there is a master book in his hand, which can mobilize the power of the hundred miles of heaven and earth in the territory.

Han Muye and Mu Hibiscus walked out of the flying boat and landed outside the city of Xiyuan County with Sun Cong.

Sun Cong is the chief secretary of Xiyuan County, and they are not as attentive to Han Muye as Jiang Tong.

Sent them to the post station, saying that the county is now receiving visitors, and when they will come to see them later, they will leave.

According to Jiang Tong's introduction, the identity of Mu Hibiscus, the town guard of Qingmangshan, is the same as the identity of the thirty-two county honors of Shuxi County.

It is only a little lower than the status of Geumcheon Castle, where the county system is located.

The county order of Xiyuan County is at the same level as Qingmangshan Town.

But hibiscus is a big demon, and he is in the western Xinjiang, how can he really be valued by others?

It wasn't until the evening that the chief bookkeeper, Sun Cong, came back, first apologized, and then invited Mu Hibiscus and them to the banquet.

It is said that the county is holding a banquet, and there are also visitors from other county governments.

There weren't many people going to this banquet, and in the end, Mu Hibiscus and Han Muye, Kong Chaode and the little demon Tantan went together.

Mu Hibiscus took Tan Tan to let her see the world, but Kong Chaode knew more about the rules of Zhongzhou and could mention it from time to time.

When I arrived at the pavilion where the banquet was held, the lights were on, and I saw several extraordinary figures standing in front of the courtyard.

The people who came before wore cyan official uniforms and gauze hats, which showed that the power of heaven and earth was intertwined.

Those who can gain the power of heaven and earth in this place must be the respect of a county.

"A few years ago, the county guard summoned the news that Shuxi County newly established Qingmangshan Town to guard the position, but unfortunately Qingmangshan is far away from the barrier of heaven and earth, and Shen has no chance to visit."

The person who spoke was the county magistrate of Xiyuan County, the non-commissioned officer, Shen Si.

"You're welcome, I didn't expect to be the town guard of Zhongzhou." Hibiscus shook her head and spoke lightly.

She is a big demon, she doesn't have so many rules, and she speaks directly.

Shen Siha laughed, turned his head to look at Han Muye, Kong Chaode and the others.

Kong Chaode took a step forward, his body flashed with a heroic aura, and then he introduced himself and Han Muye.

"The Han family?"

Shen Si looked at Han Muye, groaned, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Han Muye's son, and he was really a young hero." ”

"It just so happens that the son of Su Jialin of Changhe County also came to visit my Xiyuan County today, and they are all Confucian and Taoist talents, so they should have a lot to say."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and led several young people behind him to step forward and give up his hand.

Su Lin, the Su family of Changhe County, and several of his friends, are all Confucian and Taoist students who have traveled all over the world.

A few people gave up their hands, briefly introduced a few words, and turned to the side.

The big demon in the western Xinjiang, the son of the Han family who came from nowhere.

Such a character is qualified to make friends with the son of the Su family?

If it weren't for the county order of Xiyuan County to take into account the face of Qingmangshan Town, tonight's banquet would be a poetry meeting.

Knowing that the big demon from the western Xinjiang couldn't understand poetry, he changed the banquet.

This made Su Lin and others quite regretful.

After all, Shen Si is a non-commissioned officer, and his writing is brilliant.

If Shen Si held a poetry meeting, they would definitely be able to get Shen Si's guidance and even appreciation.

This is Zhongzhou.

Confucianism and Taoism are respected.

Whether it is Han Muye or Hibiscus, it doesn't matter if you are a Heavenly Realm Demon or a Western Frontier Sword Dao Immortal, in this land of Zhongzhou, they are all treated like this.

Shen Si smiled and invited Mu Hibiscus and Han Muye to go up to the attic, and in the brightly lit hall, a seat was set up.

Shen Si casually asked about the customs of Western Xinjiang, and at the same time talked about poetry and articles with Su Lin and others over there.

He invited Han Muye a few times, but Han Muye shirked it.

In this way, Su Lin and others had no interest in Han Muye.

The banquet of the county lord is an opportunity to show his talent and gather fame, but he is unwilling to show it, and nine times out of ten he has no real talent in his stomach, and he is afraid of showing his ugliness.

Han Muye did not participate in the discussion of poetry and writing, and Kong Chaode did not make up for it.

He is good at physical objects, and he only knows a little about these poems and the like.

However, when Shen Si was talking to Mu Hibiscus, talking about the elixir trade and the elixir business, Kong Chaode came to the spirit.

"Lord Shen, this is the elixir sold by my Han family's firm, my lord, you can take a look at the quality."

Kong Chaode took the opportunity to take out two small jade bottles and handed them to Shen Si.

"Han Family Firm?" Su Lin on the side frowned and looked at Kong Chaode: "Mr. Kong Rong, why haven't I heard of your firm?" ”

The Su family is not a small family in the surrounding area, there are a lot of various elixirs and elixirs, and Su Lin also knows some families who do business, but he has never heard of a Han family firm.

"Hehe, our Han family firm is currently just open." Han Muye raised his head and said with a smile: "This time, only me and Mr. Kong came. ”

A comptoir for two?

Su Lin shook his head, and suddenly lost interest.

The people around him also shook their heads with a smile.

Scholars should not be involved in such business matters, it will disturb the peace of mind.

Confucianism and Taoism practitioners who give up hard study are doomed to have no future.

Not only Su Lin and the others, but even Shen Si looked at Han Muye again, and he didn't pay attention to it before.

Before, Han Muye was a traveling student like Su Lin, but now he looks at it, it turns out to be a businessman?

Zhongzhou is heavy on Confucianism and light on business, and he is a businessman, and he is not even qualified to sit at the same table with the non-commissioned officer.

Shen Si pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand to take Kong Chaode's two jade bottles, and said lightly: "This official rarely uses the power of pills in his cultivation, and you are afraid that this pill is-"

Before he finished speaking, he was shocked, and his eyes widened: "Pure God-"

In the jade bottle, there are two superb pure god pills.

The best quality is also extremely good in Zhongzhou, and it is qualified to be regarded as a elixir.

Zhongzhou Dan Dao is prosperous, and the Dan medicine refined by Dan Dao practitioners is very demanding.

The general pill medicine in Western Xinjiang is not cared about in Zhongzhou at all.

Boutique pill is considered an ordinary pill in Zhongzhou.

Only the best elixir, with a trace of spirituality, can be regarded as a elixir, and it is the most circulated quality of Zhongzhou elixir.

Immortal elixir, that is the best of the elixir, the value is extraordinary, even Zhongzhou is only available to the master of Dandao.

Above the immortals, the imperial city has.

Although Dandao is prosperous, there is still a shortage of pills that should be lacking in Zhongzhou.

Especially the elixir that refines the soul and the elixir that refines the body.

The practice of Confucianism and Taoism in Zhongzhou consumes the soul, and most of the Confucianism and Taoism practitioners are weak in the flesh and need to be tempered.

According to Kong Chaode's suggestion, Han Muye came to Zhongzhou this time, and what he brought the most was the Pure Divine Pill for refining the soul, as well as the Ning Yu Pill for boiling the body.

Both of these are Liupindan, and they are extremely precious in Zhongzhou.

"I didn't expect the Han family firm to have such a good shot."

Shen Si's expression changed, and he looked at Kong Chaode with a chuckle: "I don't know how Mr. Kong's elixir is sold?" ”

He asked, clenching the jade bottle tightly in his hand.

Han Muye and Kong Chaode glanced at each other with a smile on their faces.

This business is done.

Zhongzhou is rich and there is no shortage of spirit stones.

These two top-grade Pure Divine Pills were replaced by Shen Si with eight hundred top-grade spirit stones, plus various elixirs, and spiritual materials.

The total value of the elixir spirit material is also more than a thousand high-grade spirit stones.

After all, it is only the best pill, and the two are priced at 1,800 high-grade spirit stones, which are discounted by 18 million lower-grade spirit stones.

This price is nearly five times that of Western Xinjiang.

Seeing that the business was negotiated, Han Muye got up with a smile and said goodbye.

Hibiscus also stood up.

Seeing them leave, Shen Si hurriedly took the pill and went back.

This kind of elixir for refining the soul is a good thing.

"Hmph, when I was a study tour, I turned out to be here to do business."

A young man in Mai standing beside Su Lin had a cold face, looked at Han Muye and them who walked out of the restaurant, and said in a low voice.

If it weren't for Han Muye and them to stir up, tonight's banquet would last at least half an hour.

They can also follow up with the non-commissioned officer and ask more questions.

Shen Si, a non-commissioned officer who guards one side, not only has knowledge, but also practical means, and is a real elite among Confucian and Taoist practitioners.

Being able to communicate with them is a rare opportunity for future students.

"Confucianism and Taoism practice, contaminated with the affairs of Shang Jia, the mind is basically wasted." On the other side, a young man was dismissive.

Su Lin nodded, and just wanted to speak, his eyes suddenly widened.

Below, a light purple aura rose from Han Muye's body.

"Look!"

Su Lin let out a low breath and said in disbelief: "How can there be people in him who want to condense?" ”

The hope of the people is the wish of the people, and it is an indispensable part of the practice of Confucianism and Taoism.

Every non-commissioned officer needs to be gathered in order to inherit the authority of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Han Muye, a Confucian and Taoist practitioner who has fallen into a businessman, how can people look forward to it?

"Could it be because of the county lord?" Someone frowned and looked at Han Muye.

"No," Su Lin looked solemn and said in a low voice: "This person has purple energy, but it is condensed because of his literary brilliance. ”

"Who the hell is he?"

When Su Lin knew where Han Muye came from, it was already a day later.

Han Muye and they left Xiyuan County for more than half a day, the town guard of Xisai Town sent the poems written by the students themselves.

"The egret flies in front of the Xisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms flow and the mandarin fish is fat."

Only these two sentences made the county seat of Xiyuan County boiling.

In the western border of Shu, there are also such poems?

Xisai Mountain will become the holy land of Shuxi Literary Altar!

"Such a person, I can't even make friends, I, Su Lin, really have no eyes......" Standing at the head of Xiyuan County, Su Lin looked depressed.

At this time, on the flying boat that had already left Xiyuan County thousands of miles away, Han Muye showed a trace of curiosity on his face.

"This is Confucianism and Taoism?"

The palm of his hand, a cloud of lilac aura, sometimes turned into a crown, sometimes condensed into an ink pen, and can also become a seal.

Kong Chaode, who was sitting opposite him, had envy on his face, nodded, and said in a sour whisper: "Childe, with this person's hope, you can become a non-commissioned officer......

Entering the non-commissioned officer?

Not interested.

Han Muye held the purple aura in his hand and let it change, and finally turned into a lilac flowing cloud, attached to the folding fan of the rivers and mountains.

In an instant, the folding fan was dyed purple.