"What is the Dharma in Sir's mind?"

Ying Zheng held a copy of Han Fei's "Five Worms" in his hand, but the book looked crumpled, with dense annotations written on it with a red red pen, few blank corners, and almost every page had slightly yellowed fingerprints at the foot of the book, and there were specially left corners in many places.

The material of this book is paper made of sandalwood.

With the participation of the ink craftsmen of the Mo family, the production process of paper has been continuously improved and optimized, and it has greatly exceeded the paper invented by the original Zhang Ji.

Cheap paper is getting cheaper and cheaper, and expensive paper is getting better and better.

And this is the reason why Zhang Ji dares to disclose the general process of the papermaking process.

There are people in all countries who make paper, but no matter who they are, the paper produced is far inferior to the paper launched by the Mohists, and the market is firmly controlled by the Mohists, coupled with the public opinion controlled by Confucianism.

When the quality, price, and advertising effect are far beyond other competitors, it is difficult to succeed.

Of course, the presence of these competitors is also necessary, and their presence stimulates the inksmiths to constantly innovate their processes, reduce costs and improve quality.

Therefore, the "Five Worms" in Ying Zheng's hand, although it is still made of green sandalwood, but it incorporates more materials, such as straw and special mountain spring water, etc., in the hands of the Mo family, there are already some prototypes of rice paper, one of the four treasures of the later scholars, and it is reasonable to say that it is difficult to produce wrinkles and corrosion traces.

However, there are a lot of wrinkles left on this "Five Worms", and the fingerprints are obviously caused by sweat-stained hands turning the pages, which shows how much Ying Zheng loves this book and how often he reads it.

Han Fei also noticed this, but his complexion was a little complicated.

In South Korea, although he is a priest and is in charge of criminal law, he cannot be reused.

Rong is not easy to meet a confidant who appreciates him, but fate is so tricky, and the person who appreciates him the most is his biggest enemy, the king of Qin.

Han Fei took a small sip of the residual liquor that could have been drunk in two sips, and the sweet blue and white brew seemed to temporarily suppress the depression in his heart, and muttered, "Is the Fa in my heart?" ”

But, it seems, is only a seeming thing after all.

Although Han Fei has always been gentle and optimistic, he himself knows that no external object can suppress the depression in his heart.

Bang!

Han Fei threw the wine jug that still had the last sip left on the ground, obviously he was not drunk, but his face was red because of the depression in his heart.

Black shadows instantly surrounded the pavilion, and the six sword slaves appeared beside Han Fei at the same time, and a famous sword was against Han Fei's vital points, as long as Han Fei dared to act rashly, they could kill Han Fei here at any time.

The extreme killing intent was like triggering a mechanism that should not be opened, and there was a small whisper in the air without warning, and everyone present couldn't tell whether the owner of the voice was a man or a woman, or even whether the speaker was far away or close...... It is not even known whether the voice is real or not.

The air around him seemed to stand still, and a famous net killer seemed to have been placed under a legendary immobilization spell, and fell into a strange situation where he could not move.

Zhang Ji hurriedly took out a special bamboo whistle from his sleeve and blew the whistle representing the enemy attack.

A killer snarking all flocked to this pavilion, and the sun and the six sword slaves were guarding Yingzheng together, and the startling salamander quietly pulled Zhang Ji to her side while guarding Yingzheng.

"There it is!"

The broken water in the Six Sword Slaves "looked" at the roof above the slope, although his beard was white and slightly hunched, but he was blind and "seeed" by hearing and internal perception, and he had a hearing and perception far beyond ordinary people, and instantly captured the direction from which the sound came.

On the roof, a man's figure appeared silently like a ghost, exuding an aura like a beast, quietly entrenched on the top of the stone pillar.

Although there was no wind around, there were two black breaths like living creatures wafting behind him, like a pair of black wings.

The man wore long white hair and crossed his eyes with two strips of cyan cloth with strange patterns.

The people present who could still move were at least masters of the first-class realm, so they clearly sensed that the white-haired man in front of him was a master of the grandmaster realm.

Zhang Ji's gaze looked at the white-haired man with some strange eyes, especially the hilt of the sword with the pattern of the fierce beast in the white-haired man's hand.

The part that should have been the body of the sword was broken, and it was strangely shattered into pieces of different sizes, floating in the air in a posture that completely violated the laws of things, forming a simple sword body that still radiated a cold light even in the dazzling sunlight.

Zhang Ji's tense body instantly relaxed, it was Han Fei's Reverse Scale Sword Spirit.

is also a teacher and a friend, the sword of the scales.

The sword is a murder weapon, and the famous sword is more spiritual, and it is necessary to choose a strong master, so that more lives can be killed and the sword can drink blood, and the sword spirit is the most powerful and most suitable undead among the previous owners of this sword.

Han Fei's Reverse Scale Sword is hosting a powerful sword spirit who will come to the rescue of Han Fei when he is in danger.

Obviously, just because of Han Fei's abrupt move, he attracted the killing intent of the Six Sword Slaves and a group of net killers, and the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit appeared to prepare to protect the master.

It's just that...... This broken sword floating in the air......

Forget it, not to mention that Newton was born more than 1,800 years ago, even if he was born more than 1,800 years earlier, and had already studied a series of laws that caused headaches for middle school students in later generations, but in the high-martial world of the Qin Dynasty......

Imagine the head of the Mojia six-fingered black man, the Confucian Xunzi, the Taoist Beiyingzi, the Yin and Yang family, the Donghuang Taiyi, the Zongheng family Guiguzi and other heads of the hundreds of schools of thought surrounded by a blonde and blue-eyed Newton, do you dare to beep more after seeing these old hooligans who cultivate martial arts and immortals?

Newton: Don't do it! This coffin board, I lifted it myself!

The Reverse Scale Sword Spirit standing on the roof also seemed to notice the "gaze" of the broken water, and the two of them, who were also unable to see with their eyes, "looked at each other" in the air, and neither of them made a move first.

The Reverse Scale Sword Spirit casually inserted the Reverse Scale Sword in his hand into the roof to support his body. And the sword body was broken to such an extent, naturally I couldn't see any clues inside, but I could clearly feel the simple and distant aura emanating from the sword body.

And his actions also proved that he really had no intention of being an enemy of everyone, and only "looked at each other" with the broken water again for a moment, and then disappeared into the air.

It's just that Han Fei could clearly feel the resentment coming from the heart of the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit.

Three grandmaster-level combat powers, more than twenty first-class realm net killers, and a hundred Mo family god killing swordsmen...... Even if he, as a sword spirit, had an immortal body before he ran out of power, he would never be able to consume these people.

made such a big oolong, and was complained and complained by the sword spirit who was also a teacher and friend, Rao is Han Fei was just full of depression, and he was also embarrassed to press all the deep in his heart, and he touched the back of his head embarrassedly and smiled embarrassedly.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Han Fei cleared his throat and pretended that nothing had happened, and talked about the definition of "law" in his heart for Ying Zheng.

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