Yuan Gu Daru had made an investment before and gave Zhang Xuezhou a treasure.

Zhang Xuezhou hadn't used this treasure yet, but was used by Yao Yuanguang.

He didn't feel any effect, but according to what Rong Tianding said, in the short time that Yao Yuanguang used that magic weapon, Zhang Xuezhou returned to his place.

Correspondingly, Zhang Xuezhou was extremely curious about the treasures of Yuangu Confucianism.

If it has a good effect on him, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he can exchange it for the longevity golden pill.

After all, for people like Zhang Xuezhou, no matter how much he prolongs his life, he can't cover his own risks, and he is not at the age when he wants to pursue longevity.

"This is the treasure I treasure!"

Follow Yuangu, and when he stepped into the main hall of Yuangu's mansion, Yuangu asked people to carefully pick up a cloth painting hanging in the main hall.

"You're worshipping the Confucian Saint, right?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in a low voice: "Wouldn't I be beaten to death by you Confucians if I took this kind of treasure!" ”

"You have a portrait of a saint, I also have a portrait of a saint, and other people also have portraits of saints, why did they beat you?" Yuan Gu said with a smile.

He waved his hand to the servant to bring the painting, and then asked the servant to go to the wooden box next to him and flip through a scroll of the saint's picture and hang it.

Zhang Xuezhou saw that the two saint pictures were exactly the same, and he couldn't see the difference with the naked eye.

"You look like a lot?" Zhang Xuezhou was surprised.

"No," Yuan Gu shook his head and said, "The real thing is just one piece." ”

Yuan Gu whispered to Zhang Xuezhou's side, which made Zhang Xuezhou thoughtful.

The internal competition of Confucianism was fierce, and Yuan Gu, as a person who was guilty of it, could not keep the treasures, so he simply created a batch of Confucian sage drawings to confuse.

It is difficult to distinguish the true and false portraits of these Confucian saints, and they are also collected by many people.

It would not be surprising if Zhang Xuezhou collected one.

To truly use the power of this painting treasure, a spell is required, and it is difficult to use it without untying the strap, as in the previous bamboo slip magic weapon.

"I remember what you said about a gem to fix the soul and avoid disasters," Zhang Xuezhou said in a low voice.

"That gem is in this scroll," Yuan Gu whispered, "It is precisely because of this piece of spiritual jade that turns everything into stone that this painting treasure has a miracle!" ”

The point is not the point of the Confucius saint on the painting, nor is the length and width of the painting, but the real focus is on the mystery hidden in the scroll.

As long as it cooperates with this spiritual jade that turns everything into stone, this painting treasure can exert the effect of stabilizing the soul.

"But if there is a curse practitioner who harms your soul, you can take this painting to meet the enemy, and you can fight back against each other between the paintings" Yuan Gu said: "This is the Confucian Holy Relic, and the great power it has is still beyond the reach of many people who are good at evil spells in the world today, and can even resist the evil curses of the monks of the True Self Realm!" ”

Yuan Gu had never fought against a magician in the True Self Realm, but when he was sixty years old, he used this painting to deal with the curse of a monk in the Selfless Realm.

"It turns out that it's so mysterious," Zhang Xuezhou said thoughtfully.

The Steady Town Divine Soul mentioned by Yuan Gu was a little different from what he thought, but it was indeed a rare thing.

If he had already had this scroll, why should he be afraid of the influence of the spell of Hongku.

It's just that the person who controls his divine soul belongs to the extraterritorial heavenly demon, and its particularity is not something that this scroll can deal with.

But as long as the painting has a real effect, it is not a loss to exchange the longevity gold pill for this painting.

"If you are satisfied, I don't know if you can guide the old decay to a fairy fate," Yuan Guyan said hotly.

Yuan Gu will not be good to people for no reason, if there is no embarrassment of going to Chang'an City, as a top Confucian in a local area, he is the top authority of Qidi, and enjoys the respect and awe given by many people.

The reason why the high-ranking person fell into a flattering face was just that it was difficult to look down on life, old age, sickness and death, and it also made him willing to bow his head.

Asking for a longevity immortal fate is enough for him to give up his dignity, and even the inheritance treasure he guards.

This change in mentality is very similar to Yao Yuanguang, and it is also similar to the attitude of many bigwigs in Xijing.

The closer I get to the end of my life, the more I fear death.

Even learned about his remaining lifespan from Yao Yuanguang, Yuan Gu seemed to talk and laugh with many Confucian scholars every day, but the inner torment always devoured his heart, and he also showed more and more fear of death.

If Zhang Xuezhou arrived two or three months later, Yuan Gu felt that his gaffe under old age was unspeakable.

"No wonder Yao Yuanguang and Yuan Gu both said that there was a problem in the court!"

Under the suppression of the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty, Yao Yuanguang was still able to step into the realm of supernatural powers, and this was undoubtedly a person with an extremely tough temperament.

And Yuan Gu, as a pioneering and enterprising master of Confucianism, is also not exempt from vulgarity.

This is needless to say about anyone else.

Even the many high-ranking officials in the court of Chang'an City are bound to be like this.

This is also the reason why Yao Yuanguang warned Zhang Xuezhou, but whenever there is a need, these people are likely to do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.

One moment I smiled with you, and the next moment I might be in front of the emperor.

It's not a question of character, it's a question of human nature.

Zhang Xuezhou was thoughtful, and couldn't help but take the question of Tengyun Technique first.

"I entered the immortal court and got a technique, the old master, listen to my technique first" Zhang Xuezhou said: "I also want to ask the old master to clarify his doubts, this may allow us to go to the fairy fate together!" ”

"Technique?"

Yuan Gu's eyes widened slightly, and his face was a little disappointed.

But he barely stabilized his mentality and turned to listen to what Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Immortals can really soar through the clouds!"

I couldn't hear a few sentences, and Yuan Gu already knew what Zhang Xuezhou said.

It made him a little more interested.

If you can fly and seek immortals, this is indeed an opportunity, but for an old man like him, it is a little difficult to fly safely.

This is an immortal art, but this is not an immortal art suitable for Yuangu.

He patiently explained the Tengyun technique in the lobby, and the content of the translation was rarely different from Li Shaojun.

But the translation took only half an hour, and Yuan Gu was already exhausted, and his mouth began to creep and talk nonsense.

This made Zhang Xuezhou have to temporarily suspend the translation and comparison of Tengyun Technique.

"The old master will rest and rest first, I won't take this painting today, and we will discuss it tomorrow," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"If the Oriental monk has the immortal fate of longevity, I would like to take the spiritual incense to explain this technique to the Oriental monk" Yuan Gu said: "This is a Taoist technique, which is mixed with the ancient Qi Chu language, and I need to condense all my mind to be able to read it completely!" ”

"I see!"

"I translate this operation as it is likely that the lamp will run out, and from then on I can only lie in bed and wait for the day when I die, if there is no life-sustaining medicine, I am afraid that it will be difficult to do this," Yuan Gu said.

"That painting treasure is not of much use to me, if the old master can translate this technique completely, especially when it involves the part of the Divine Power Realm, why not let me give you a golden pill" Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

"Is there really a golden pill?" Yuan Gu said with great joy.

"I can only guarantee that the golden pill was taken from Yao Yuanguang, but I don't guarantee that the golden pill will definitely prolong your life" Zhang Xuezhou said: "It is up to you to decide whether to change it or not!" ”

"Didn't Senior Yao say ......," Rong Tianding said in a low voice.

"I thought it was the same until I saw these paintings of the old master!"

Whether there is an extension of life is difficult to test, and no one can say clearly whether it will extend life for 30 years after swallowing Jindan, at least for young people like Zhang Xuezhou.

If he and Yao Yuanguang released the physiognomy and caused premature aging, they had to take longevity pills to alleviate aging at that time, or if the longevity pill was given by Jinxia Yuanjun, Zhang Xuezhou felt that it was more reliable.

But it was transferred from Yao Yuanguang's hands, and the mystery in it is difficult to say, after all, the other party has used many means for Yangshou, and it must be difficult to send a life-prolonging pill.

Since Yuan Gu did his best, Zhang Xuezhou did not deceive the other party, and told everything in advance.

"There's only one way left for me!"

Maybe prolong life, maybe not prolong, Zhang Xuezhou said that he didn't know whether Jindan had a real effect.

But Yuan Gu didn't have a choice.

Even if Zhang Xuezhou has a fake pill in his hand, he has to gamble.