Such a person is extremely difficult to deal with, because he has a strong faith in himself. If what you say doesn't make sense, it's impossible to impress him.

Ning Caichen thought for a moment and said, "In my opinion, the sword of the world is divided into five. One is a sword play, in the name of the sword, to do things for fun. This is the case with us scholars. It's really inferior. ”

Xiahou Jian thought about the scholar's sword and nodded yes. Naturally, he looked down on those who showed off their swords.

At the same time, his sword intent towards Ning Caichen was also decreasing.

Ning Caichen said that the scholar's sword was inferior, how could he, a person who loves swords and is obsessed with swords, surrender his identity and act with him.

A person who cultivates, no matter what he cultivates. They are all extremely sensitive to malice.

A sword intent is always against oneself, and it is always unpleasant. As soon as the sword intent disappeared, his explanation became smooth: "The second is the sword skill, the skill is in the soldiers, and the method of doing the book is medium; the third is the sword art, the skill is promoted to the art, between the movement and the static, it is natural, and it is superior; the fourth is the sword heart, which turns and turns into a sword at will, and does not condense in the matter, and does not hinder the heart; the fifth is the sword without the sword, and the sword understands the world, and the Tao is natural, so there are swords everywhere, and there is no sword everywhere." Does the swordsman think so?"

Don't ask at all, don't look at his face, this is summed up by everyone in later generations. Even the people of later generations will be deceived and lame when they first hear about it, let alone an ancient person.

Xiahou Jian really took the disciple salute and said: "The words of the Xianggong, every word is beautiful, and it is said that the way of the sword is known in the next day." Xianggong has a clear insight, and Xiahou thanked Xianggong for teaching him to solve his doubts. ”

The rhetoric of later generations is powerful, but what about the masters, they are not lame.

Ning Caichen nodded, looking like a great grandmaster, everything in the world was in his heart. Do a full set of plays.

Life is sometimes not that you want to pretend to be 13, but that life forces you to pretend to be 13.

It's just that the good times don't last long.

"Xiang Gong knows the sword so well, presumably the way of the sword is also extraordinary. Xiahou is not talented, if he learns the swordsmanship of Xianggong. ”

This is an idiot, he went around for a long time, and then turned back.

Ning Caichen looked at the wine in his hand, and he really couldn't eat it.

Why is this man like this? After talking for a long time, he still wants to fight. Even if it is not for the sake of me as a scholar, it should also be for the sake of me being drunk.

Ning Caichen looked left and right, one was an idiot, and the other was fooled by him.

This wants to be lame and not lame, and doesn't want to be lame.

There is no one on the roof of this building who is reasonable and observant of the details.

"You're drunk!"

Xiahou Jian is a person who does what he says, and he will not notify him again three times before and after. This time, he drew his sword directly.

Ning Caichen immediately blocked it with his sword scabbard.

Xiahou Jian frowned and said, "Ning Xianggong also asks for the sword!" The voice was loud and dissatisfied.

If I had a sword in my scabbard, I would have used a sword without you saying it. No matter how high your martial arts are, can you still be higher than the fairy sword? The problem is that I am not equipped with a sword, but an umbrella and an umbrella.

Xiahou Jian said on his lips, no matter how merciless he was in his hands, he wanted to force Ning Caichen to take out his sword.

But this sword he stabbed crookedly.

Don't doubt that Thirteen Niang didn't make a move, she was fooled and lame by Ning Caichen, and she also wanted to see Ning Caichen's swordsmanship. What's more, Ning Caichen's blocking of Xiahou's sword just now was clearly also a swordsmanship.

It was Xiahou Jian who couldn't swing the sword, his forehead was sweating, and his face was dead. The man fell on the tile and rolled straight down.

"Help!"

Ning Caichen's words, the spider spirit didn't want to save it, and Thirteen Niang heard it too late.

"Bang. ”

Straight and straight down from the stairs.

"Take me down!"

After going down, Ning Caichen immediately found someone to set up Xiahou Jian with a table to go to Bai Suzhen's medical hall.

Falling from the third floor, Ning Caichen didn't know what the medical skills of this era were, but he knew that Bai Suzhen must have a way to save him.

As for Zuo Yulang, the moment Xiahou's sword fell, he was a hero and fled without eating the loss in front of him.

When I arrived at Bai Suzhen's medical center, I found that there were a lot of more guests here, no, patients.

Xiahou Jian was taken by Bai Suzhen for treatment. Ning Caichen was thinking: Did I think wrong? Does this traditional Chinese medicine no longer pay attention to age, but to beautiful women?

Ning Caichen said: "Business is good!"

Bai Suzhen placed Xiahou Jian and said with a serious face: "I hope there is no business." Ning Gongzi, this is most likely a plague. ”

What the?

What was the most terrible thing about antiquity?

It's not war, it's not famine. The most terrible thing is the plague.

There are always people alive in wars and famines, but plagues are almost certain to die.

"How can there be a plague, and there is no war...... Ning Caichen's expression was very serious, but he suddenly couldn't say any more.

Bai Suzhen said: "It seems that Ning Gongzi has also thought of it. Where can all kinds of evil spirits compare to the underworld? Your friend is well in health, but he is also infected with the plague. ”

Ning Caichen said: "Can't it be cured with bupleurum, wormwood, and gypsum?"

Bai Suzhen said: "I didn't expect that Ning Xianggong also knew medicine. ”

"No, I just saw it in the book. "Wormwood and gypsum are all prescriptions for later generations, whether there is one in this era, Ning Caichen doesn't know, so he has to borrow it from a book.

Fortunately, Bai Suzhen didn't ask, but shook her head and said, "No." The qi of these five plagues comes from the underworld, and it is just the medicine of the world, I am afraid that it will not be able to quell the plague here. ”

So what to do?

Ning Caichen asked. There are also people in the capital who are asking.

The difference is that Concubine Zheng asked why the eldest prince didn't die?

The people who went with him all said: "Back to Niangniang, according to the old monk of the law, before he died, he said that it was the dragon qi that was counterattacking." ”

Hearing the dragon's aura, this gorgeous and noble woman's body trembled, and said angrily: "Then he will die even more!" Go, go to Jinshan Temple to invite his junior brother Fahai." ”

"Mother, I'm there too. Monk Fahai retreats and does not ask about the world. ”

"Then you won't send troops to force him out. ”

"Mother, I sent it. But the monk said that the matter of fighting for the prince was originally done by the senior brother, and how could the true person be destroyed. ”

"How did he know?" Zheng Guifei's face was pale.

No matter how favored you are, killing the prince is also a big deal. That night fifteen years ago, she barely let anyone know.

Could it be that there is really a real destiny in the world?

She didn't dare to act rashly.

No, he went, not only did he go, but he also settled in the Lingyin Temple in West Lake, Hangzhou.

Standing on the stone platform to observe the dragon veins here.

It's too weak, and the dragon qi is backfired, just killing the senior brother, but it doesn't even affect the luck of the sect.

"Buddha, is the luck of the Yan and Huang Qi coming to an end? Will there be an emperor? If the Yan and Huang Qi luck are extinct, then whose world will this world be? What is the significance of what Fahai has done?"

Fahai's question, even the Buddha could not answer.

"Fahey. The catastrophe of heaven and earth, the chaos of heaven, is the end and the beginning. Chaotic red dust, if you don't cross your own body, how can you cross people. Rulai sighed.

Fahai: "Buddha, is what Fahai did right or wrong? Do you have to be like my senior brother to suppress demons and increase mana?"

Buddha: "Idiot, idiot." In the previous life, you were mistaken by the demon and stole your natal relics, thus missing the fruit. Cause and effect are incomprehensible, and karma is endless. ”

Rulai didn't say that he was right, nor did he say that he was wrong, but just let him choose for himself.

But he really had a hard time choosing. Especially seeing that because of his senior brother, the qi of the five plagues filled Hangzhou, and the monsters were busy saving people.

His heart can't be still.

If you don't realize your previous life, no matter how high your mana is, you're just a young man in your twenties.

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