Chapter 55: Half-step Life Avenue, Confucian Night Battle Sword

"Miss Shi, we can become friends first, you can stay by my side and take your time to cross the tribulation, and after you succeed in the tribulation, you can choose to decide whether you want to marry me!"

Jia Huan unexpectedly refused.

He doesn't like to be used as a tool, but is willing to make one more friend.

Shi Shouxuan was stunned, starting with friends!

It's a path she never thought of.

In the past, she thought that with her beauty and family background, she was proud of Wanhua, and it was impossible for anyone to refuse her own initiative, the so-called flesh body was just a stinky skin, a person who cultivated immortals, yin and yang, and she didn't care about the flesh of this wooden lotus mud fetus, however, Jia Huan still resolutely refused, and now she realized that Jia Huan, the concubine in Jiafu, was really different from others.

If there is really a gentleman in this world, who has a heart and never takes advantage of people's danger, maybe he is such a character!

You must know that Shi Shouxuan had already investigated all of Jia Huan's past before making a decision, and had an exact understanding of Jia Huan, so he dared to say such bold words.

If it were someone else, she would definitely not be so presumptuous!

Immediately, Shi Shouxuan spoke again: "Master Jia, this matter is indeed my presumptuousness. Let's start with friends! Re-acquaint yourself with ---- Shi Shouxuan. ”

This time, Shi Shouxuan did not mention the background of the Shi family, but introduced herself as a unit, indicating that she had completely let go of things like her identity and family, and was willing to have an equal dialogue and exchange with Jia Huan from the perspective of the same person.

In fact, Jia Huan is not disgusted with Shi Shouxuan, because Shi Shouxuan's current behavior has not committed evil things, and it is more severe, but it is straightforward and a little different from this world.

Even Jia Huan felt a kind of pride from Shi Shouxuan's body of "Du Shi Niang's angry sinking treasure chest".

"I have to continue cultivating." He sighed.

When you encounter troublesome things, your cultivation will be over.

After the matter was discussed, Shi Shouxuan felt that the knot in his heart began to be released, and his cultivation improved slightly, and even the unstable Dao heart suddenly stabilized.

She seemed to see the way forward, hoping to jump out of the lake in the distance, only to find that she was herself, not the daughter of the Shi family or the vassal of others.

At this moment, her Dao heart broke through all the shackles of red dust, the words that should be said, the words that should not be said, all the words that should be said, and the thoughts that were accumulated in her heart were all blurted out.

It's just that her stomach seems to be extraordinarily hungry, after all, she is still a mortal in the flesh, and she has not yet reached the realm of Bigu, she has not eaten for three days and three nights before, how can she not be hungry.

She looked at the food on the table and said, "It's getting cold, let's eat!" ”

"I've been hungry for a long time! It's finally time to eat! ”

Seeing that the tense atmosphere was like ice and snow melting, and it became light and light in an instant, Miaoyu hurriedly copied the dishes and chopsticks on the table and prepared to eat.

Miaoyu got on the boat and was hungry twice for three days.

The food on the boat was really hard to eat.

When Miaoyu was faced with such a private delicacy in front of her, she decided to have a good meal and treat her stomach.

After dinner, Miaoyu left, Shi Shouxuan also left, and after the bustle and hustle and bustle, he finally ended up clean.

Jia Huan's thoughts were disturbed, but when he slowly opened the latest news, he also frowned.

The complicated thoughts in his mind dissipated in an instant.

"The gentleman is sincere, the benevolent is worry-free, the wise is not confused, the matter has come to an end, there is no way to avoid it, why not go with the flow?"

At this moment, Jia Huan's top talent has been triggered!

Jia Huan instantly became much more indifferent and let go of this matter.

The next moment, he looked in the direction of Yangzhou City.

According to the intelligence of the Shanye Daoren, after the Xue family got the information passed on by Jia Huan, they immediately contacted the big people in Shenjing City, and even alarmed the Dragon Court, causing the Great Qian Emperor to be furious, and began to send people to solve the problem here.

The latest updated information shows that the demi-saint of Yangming Academy has descended the mountain.

This half-saint studied under Wang Yangming, a pure Confucian master, who not only possessed the talent of heaven and earth, but also had great perseverance and perseverance.

Since he apprenticed to learn art, he took the initiative to choose to take the most difficult road, escaped into the sea of books, worked hard as a boat, feasted on hundreds of millions of mountain-like books, crossed the infinite sea of heavenly principles with supreme benevolence, landed on the other side of the difficult place, recuperated for one hundred and forty years, and finally cultivated a breath of the mighty heaven and earth that runs through the world.

From a scholar who has not used any cultivation to ascend to the realm of land immortals in one step!

It can be said that he has achieved a feat that only a saint has been able to do for thousands of years!

This person is a living saint, a rare Confucian saint in the world.

The drought is the most evil evil in heaven and earth, and it is not comparable to ordinary people!

Even if it is a land immortal, the martial saint has to take a detour when he sees the drought!

Only the spirit of the Confucian saints who raise the spirit of Haoran are condensed in a breath of pure yang Haoran, and the embroidery mouth is spit out for half a spring and autumn, and the righteousness of heaven and earth is in the handwriting, words and deeds, but it is not afraid of this drought.

Jia Huan was on the boat, one moment he had just received the news that the Confucian half-saint had come down the mountain and was preparing to quell the chaos, and the next moment he saw an earth-shattering vision in the direction of Yangzhou City: a white pillar of light went straight to the bullfight, the starry sky was swaying, the wind was roaring, and there were unborn murderous creatures roaring to the death, and the aftermath shook 30,000 miles, attracting the attention of I don't know how many people.

"The fight started, someone in Yangzhou City made a move on the drought, judging by its spells, this should be a Confucian saint who is using the qi of the vast heaven and earth to use the magic magic method to fight and fight with the drought!"

"Demon, evil, it's really a drought!"

"The red light is soaring, the heat is unbearable, this drought has become the climate."

"It's horrible! How far away can we feel such an earth-shattering change? The fight between the gods is really terrifying! ”

In the myths and legends of the Daqian folk, there are many, many depictions and records about the drought, and the people at the bottom may not know the written language and are 100% illiterate, but they can also pass on the folk knowledge from generation to generation through word of mouth, from generation to generation, so there are many traditional folk festivals inherited, forming many unique customs and names in many places......

Jia Huan also came to the deck at this moment, looked at the people gathered here, habitually found a suitable position for observation, and quietly looked at the sky in the distance.

Red light and white light complement each other, if placed in the era of science and technology, it must be a very wonderful light show, and if placed in this era of immortals, it is a great disaster, which can bring people a catastrophe.

The clash between the Demi-Saint and the Dryfish continued until the third day.

In the past three days, I don't know how many capable people, strong people, and ruthless people are galloping towards the direction of Yangzhou City, and even the tens of thousands of elite troops sent by the imperial court have set off from northern Xinjiang and gone south to Yangzhou to quell the chaos.

Things are getting bigger and bigger, and it's getting more and more lively.