Chapter 17 A thousand miles with one hand, the righteousness of Haoran will last forever, and human affection is the greatest opportunity!

It's night.

Pei Qing sat cross-legged at the stern of the boat, according to the guidance of the "Star Change" map, absorbing the energy of the stars in the sky drop by drop, and indescribable stars also emerged around him.

He only tried it the first time, and it was unbelievably smooth.

It's just off the charts!

How terrifying is that?

The simplest analogy, a baby has not learned multiplication formulas, nor does he know any functional equations, he directly does high math calculus!!

What basis? What theory? I don't learn all of them!

Why don't you know 1+1=2? I'll do linear algebra for you!

"Strange freak...... Pei Qing's expression was self-conscious, and it was inevitable that he would be proud.

Without the first two layers of exercises, he directly cultivated the third layer!

Rather than blaming it on miracles, it is better to say that it all depends on the star spirit root in the body.

But the limitations are also obvious, among the ten laws recorded in the exercises, he can only cultivate one core, and his power is greatly reduced.

The core of the third layer of "Star Change" is to use the stars to simulate the illusion, the effect is proportional to the cultivation, and the most terrifying thing is that the illusion is no different from the reality.

Pei Qing's thoughts came to him, if he used it against his senior sister, wouldn't he let him do whatever he wanted?

"I'm ashamed......" he quickly dismissed the absurd idea.

Let's not mention that the gap in cultivation is like a moat, even if it catches up, it must not be so shameless.

"Keep up the good work!"

Pei Qing sorted out his emotions, then took out two lotus seeds and swallowed them to condense his literary qi.

The flying boat was driving slowly, and many monks also noticed the lay monks who were meditating with their eyes closed.

It looks like a mortal body, but no one dares to despise provocation, thinking that others are in the first layer, but in fact in the atmosphere!

On the surface, it is not obvious, and when you do it, you will be caught in the net.

How can mortals be so calm? That kind of unfazed situation made many powerhouses in the Law Phase Realm ashamed of themselves!

There was nothing to do all the way, and in the early morning of the fourth day, Pei Qing arrived at Xianglin City, the location of Yutu.

He deliberately practiced for an extra night, and the original two days were delayed to three days.

Xianglin City, a desolate and remote town, the people are all faltering, their faces are pale, the sky above the city is full of faint blood, and the sky is scarlet when they look up.

The flying boat landed under a plane tree in the city, and Pei Qing put it in a storage bag and headed towards the town.

He guessed that it should be a monk who was seriously injured and accidentally passed by Xiang Lin City on the way to escape from the border, and the demonic qi on his body was transmitted to the people of the town.

The monk was naturally injured by the second senior sister.

The place with the strongest blood qi is located in the northwest of the town, and when Pei Qing arrived, the people of the town subconsciously followed, and there was a glimmer of brilliance in their numb eyes.

Strangers won't wary them, but hope for a cure for the town's plague!

"Master, what a noble brother."

A dilapidated private school, filled with straw hats, straw sandals, baskets, etc., occupies almost half of the earthen house, so it is even more crowded.

The children were lying in front of the window, with a clear smile but a three-point evil spirit.

The old master held a bamboo strip in one hand and a book in the other, and also stared at the handsome monk who was approaching.

Pei Qing noticed the simple tomb outside the earthen house at first glance, and this was also the place where the blood was the strongest.

It seems that the monk finally died in Xianglin City, and the residents of the town couldn't bear to have no bones of the foreigners, so they buried them kindly, but they didn't think about it.

Alas, the common people are still too simple......

Pei Qing stood still, running the Wen Palace in his body, and wisps of Haoran righteousness gushed out from the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

He pondered for a moment, blessed the tone and recited aloud.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds; The lower is the river, and the upper is the sun; It is said to be Haoran, and it is full of gloom; Huanglu when Qingyi, Han and Tuming Court ......"

The righteous qi rushed straight to Xiao Han, gradually dispersing the blood qi, and the sky above the city returned to clarity.

Puff –

The people fell to their knees, and the evil spirit that had accumulated in their hearts was swept away, and their limbs were no longer tired and heavy, and they knew that their stubborn diseases had been cured.

"Thank you, Childe!"

The shouts of the mountains and tsunamis were almost loud, and the people were in tears.

"It's a gesture." Pei Qing didn't care, and then pointed to the tomb:

"The disease started with the corpse inside, and I took it away."

After speaking, the fingertips condensed into a thread, and the earth tomb was opened, and the corpse inside was unrecognizable, but it did not stench.

Pei Qing was sure that the opportunity that the second senior sister was talking about was this corpse.

"Bring me a rope." He looked at the nearest few children, and in order not to stain the storage bag, it was better to tie it and drag it away.

Suddenly, his gaze stayed on the old man, and he didn't take his eyes off it for a long time.

The old man was short in stature, his skin was dark and rough, and his face was wrinkled like a knife, apparently caused by long-term exertion.

The scholar's green shirt on his body was also faded and pulped, but the books in his hand were clean.

The Master was seen by him as restrained and uneasy, hesitated for a moment, and then asked in the most direct way:

"Are you a Confucian Immortal?"

Pei Qing continued to stare at him, and asked expressionlessly:

"Mr. Teach here?"

Without waiting for the Master to answer, the boy raised his hand enthusiastically and proudly boasted:

"The master is amazing, he started walking at the age of twelve, walked for sixty years, came to our Xianglin City last year, promised to teach us the sermon."

"Tong Yan Wuji...... "The master's face was hot, and he was ashamed for a while, in front of the Confucian immortals, how could he dare to say that he preached and taught.

Pei Qing was silent, the temptation almost blinded his reason, and the tone of his fingertips swirled.

This old man has a vein in his body!!

What is context?

If Wengong is a drop of water, then Wenmai is a stream!

Those who have a cultural background, as long as they do not die young, the minimum achievement is a saint!

The saint is only the lower limit, the upper limit is unimaginable, and it is not a fantasy to prove the god king with Confucianism and Taoism.

Unlike the Wen Palace, which needs to be opened up by a saint, the way to open up the context is very simple, just let the Wen Qi break through it.

"Kill him, strip the context and turn it into your own use, the second senior sister said that the opportunity is it!"

Pei Qing's expression turned cold, but he couldn't make up his mind.

He is an extreme egoist, but that doesn't mean he's mad enough to slaughter an innocent old man without any psychological burden.

Seeing that the immortals were silent, the people did not dare to do anything, and the master was also a little nervous.

"Sixty years on foot, for what? Do you know that if you walk for sixty years, it will only take half an hour for the immortals? ”

Pei Qing remained motionless and forced to look at the old man.

Xu didn't want to be too humble in front of the students, so the master plucked up his courage and said aloud:

"It's better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles, I want to spend my life seeing all the prosperity of the world."

"Everyone has their own merits, and even illiterate farmers can understand their own philosophies, which are also very valuable."

After a long pause, seeing that Childe's expression had not changed, he hesitated:

"What's more, books are compiled by people, and sages can also make mistakes, and how can books be completely correct, although I have not seen the legendary Confucian scriptures, but I still want to question them."

"Only by relying on my own verification, every step of the way, I will have a different understanding."

As soon as the words fell, Pei Qing's evil thoughts slowly faded.

Yes, the context is not created out of thin air, it is in others, and it has its own reasons.

Forcibly plundered, I am ashamed, I am afraid that this context will be wasted.

"Swallow it, it's good for you."

Pei Qing took out a crystal lotus seed and threw it to the trembling master.

"Childe, you ......" The master smiled bitterly and did not dare to be disobedient, and forcibly swallowed.

"What's your name?" Pei Qing said coldly.

"Yan Weiyong." The Master replied.

"Remember, you owe me Pei Qing a heavenly favor, in this life, you owe me!"

Pei Qing was a little angry, tied up the corpse and dragged it straight away, leaving the messy people in the wind.

"I ......" Yan Weiyong wanted to speak and stopped, and then he felt a warm current in his body, and he saw that the entire sky was crystal clear.

……

"The kindness of a woman!" Back in Feizhou, Pei Qing still complained about himself.

O Lower Limit Saint, how unattainable, it is really foolish to give up the path to heaven.

The anger was vented on the corpse, and it was dismantled into eight pieces to ensure that no blood remained, and then it was thrown into the abyss.

Then he took out the jade slip and chatted with the second senior sister privately.

[The other party is growing hair: I'm sorry, I didn't kill him, I disappointed my senior sister.] 】

This is indeed a monstrous opportunity left to him by his senior sister.

Oh, the jade slip flashed brightly.

Blood: Yes, you've got my approval. 】

Pei Qing is incredible, shouldn't the second senior sister be angry?

He was confused, but after a moment it dawned on him.

fell into a misunderstanding, and always thought that the second senior sister was evil and cruel, but in fact, it was not.

The position is different!

She is a Demon Abyss bloodsampire clan, it is her responsibility to resist the Divine Land monks, and it is her responsibility to guard the lonely city, she should have protected the interests of the vampire clan!

Deliberately letting the little junior brother purify her blood and redeem the people is enough to prove her good nature.

Of course, for people with schizophrenia, it's only one side of the spectrum......

"There is a give-and-take, and I am already satisfied with being recognized by the second senior sister." Pei Qing said softly.

While recognition doesn't mean trust, it's at least a crucial step.

No longer suffering from gains and losses, Pei Qing found that he had made the right move.

Sometimes, human affection is the greatest opportunity, and I am kind to Yan Weiyong, a Confucian who majored in Haoran righteousness, how can he forget his kindness?

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