"The sage's artistic ability, called Musical Rhyme, is able to communicate with the mind and control anything that emits 'music', amplifying or lowering the sound as its primary means of attack."

Xie Lingjiang turned his head and explained:

"Because I have just been promoted to a sage, there are some overly heavy vocalizations that cannot be controlled, such as Hong Zhong Dalu.

"Senior brother, I just tried it, and it is currently the most suitable for control, and the most convenient to use is the whistling autumn wind of flipping books and shaking leaves, followed by the gurgling water with ding dong, but the latter one is slightly more difficult than the front.

"However, just like the previous few arts, as the Qi cultivation level increases, it can be strengthened."

Ouyang Rong suddenly realized: "I understand, it's a little interesting, I can't find a few sound objects that are lighter than the wind." ”

"Correct."

Xie Lingjiang smiled.

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "Amplify or lower the sound, the little junior sister can try it in the future, can you silence others temporarily?" Restrain your own voice, act lurking, and be silent. ”

Xie Lingjiang glanced at him:

"Senior brother's brain is spinning quite fast, the latter one is not difficult, as for the previous usage, it still needs some cultivation...... But I heard that in ancient times, there was a scholar who read the books of sages and sages with Tianxian in his mouth, and the voice of the Jinluan Hall was like a bell, scolding the ministers, and the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty was silent, and even the Son of Heaven was hesitant. ”

Ouyang Rong nodded his praise: "It's worthy of being a scholar, or are you arguing and directly banning others...... I can't talk when I quarrel, and just thinking about it makes me feel like I'm going to die. ”

"Isn't Senior Brother also a scholar?" Xie Lingjiang was a little unhappy

"I'm different, I'm not as reasonable as you, I can do it, so I'm not verbose."

After a pause, he glanced at the little junior sister with a skeptical expression, and he nodded slightly:

"Of course, you still have to be sincere and friendly before you start, and people and animals are harmless...... Fifteen breaths or so, good words to persuade me, although it is useless, the time has come, and I will clear the field and leave. ”

"Senior brother is really bad, or stealing."

Ouyang Rong sighed: "No way, reason and physics, you have to choose one." ”

"Physics?" She asked, confused.

Ouyang Rong diverted the topic:

"Speaking of the first few arts, I haven't heard much about the little junior sister."

Xie Lingjiang wrenched his fingers, and his pink lips counted carefully:

"There's really nothing to say......

"Jiupin readers, learning artistic ability, Xuanshu, mainly to study the basic knowledge of qi practitioners such as the heavenly stems and the earthly branches, yin and yang five elements, etc., so that the brain turns faster, the ears are deaf and the eyes are clear, and the flexibility and wit are clever."

"Eight gentlemen, learn artistic ability, shoot sharply, wear Yang in 100 steps, and strengthen the body......"

"Seven products of the flipper, learn the arts, ink calligraphy...... This is currently a chicken rib, I heard that after the need for high quality, it can be released with aura, and then used with other arts.

"The six-grade sage is the rhyme, and the senior brother already knows it."

Ouyang Rong thought thoughtfully: "Ink book? Could it be related to spiritual ink? Is it necessary to write anything. ”

Xie Lingjiang bit his lip and hesitated, turned his head to look at the place outside the courtyard where the sound of Xiao Mojing playing faintly came, and whispered:

"Senior brother, in fact, this little ink essence is not only very precious in the Taoist Xuanmen, but also the three mountains of Fu Qi rush to ask for it.

"It's in Confucianism, and it's also a great opportunity for scholars to practice qi, but unlike Taoist qi practitioners, Confucian scholars need to use it, at least they need to cultivate their aura to the middle grade, so not many people know about it.

The spiritual ink produced by it can not only be used by the Taoist priests of the three mountains to write the ink urn, but also for the Confucian scholars to write the mantra.

"So take good care of the senior brother, don't let her 'run away from home', and put up with her little willfulness a little, it's really not good, let me coax her.

"After all, such a precious and special little essence may only exist in one hand, and it has been rushed for in the past."

"Tsk, no wonder the fairy dares to be so arrogant and threaten to accept a small follower."

Ouyang Rong smiled and touched his chin:

"Is the Confucian scholar a middle-grade cultivator needed in the future, then let this fairy also accept the little junior sister as a follower another day...... Coincidentally, I heard it say that the ancestor of the Xie family, who knew the little junior sister before, could not have received a little follower in the Xie family of Chen County. ”

Xie Lingjiang naturally knew what the little follower meant, and a warm current flowed in his heart.

She didn't agree, silently stretched out her hand, pinched Ouyang Rong's waist, and whispered:

"Senior brother is free and generous to me, even let this."

"It's all the same." He said casually.

"Huh?"

Xie Lingjiang asked slowly: "There are others?" ”

"I mean, Miaosi is the same as you and me."

"Hmph."

Xie Ling Jiang Xingmu glanced at him with slight disgust.

Ouyang Rong inhaled, twisted his body, and showed an innocent expression on his face:

"What is the little junior sister still pinching me?"

I wanted to take the opportunity to tease her a few more words, but immediately, a certain soft hand holding the meat on the waist did not let go at all, and twisted half a circle.

"Hiss......" he threw his head back.

Xie Ling Jiang Qiao's face tightened:

"I don't know, if the generous and casual Ouyang Gongzi is also so good to other women, well, all the benefits and good things are given away."

"Little junior sister, I'm not stupid." Ouyang Rong said with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"It's stupid or whatever."

"What?" He looked curious.

"Huh?"

Xie Lingjiang snorted silently, tilting his head to look at the scenery in the distance.

In fact, I didn't get angry in my heart, I just wanted to pinch someone who sometimes elm wood and sometimes slippery head.

After a moment, she explained softly:

"I've just been promoted to a sage, I don't need to turn the book anymore, isn't the senior brother lacking the secret talisman of spiritual ink, let her be by your side."

Ouyang Rong naturally couldn't explain to Xie Lingjiang, at the moment, compared to Lingmo, he lacked merit purple mist, and it was enough to prepare one red and black talisman first.

Seeing that he was silent, Xie Lingjiang stopped mentioning the matter, which was settled, and she diverted some topics.

Ouyang Rong thought for a moment and asked:

"The little junior sister has already gathered the numbers, shooting, books, and music, so the rest of the rites and royal arts can only be mastered by the top grade of the human lineage?"

"Yes." Xie Ling Jiang bowed his head.

"Which one is the last to master?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's... Courtesy. ”

"Rites?"

Xie Ling Jiang Zhengse, his tone was surprisingly serious: "Etiquette is the foundation of Confucianism, if not, then etiquette will collapse, the people will not be able to make a living, and the king cannot violate etiquette." ”

"The entertainment corresponding to this gift must be good." Ouyang Rong said with a smile.

Xie Lingjiang shook his head lightly and said:

"I've just arrived at the sixth grade, and the top grade is still far away, and I don't know if I can touch the threshold in this life.

Ouyang Rong smiled:

"It's called rational planning."

"Then plan yours."

"Also...... Forget it, mine is too slow, it is more difficult for the sword bearer to rise, and you need sword skills, and it is not like you to read humane......"

In fact, her qi refining qualifications are not as good as her, but as a senior brother, how can she lose face in front of her little junior sister? Ouyang Rong explained a few words seriously, and seeing the little junior sister's half-believing expression, he pretended to look around, ready to slip away.

"That, I suddenly remembered that there was something to do, so let's go first......"

"Wait."

Xie Lingjiang stopped Ouyang Rong, narrowed his eyes, looked him up and down, and his jade lips lightly opened:

"It's strange, why is Senior Brother so honest today, he doesn't have ...... There is no ......"

"Nothing?"

"No hairiness." She whispered.

Ouyang Rong remained silent and sighed:

"Someone is a sage now, he is upright, and his face is full of holy light that is about to blind my eyes, how dare I, a little hypocrite, how can I desecrate the promising female sage of Bailu Cave......"

"Why don't you try..."

The sage woman who loved to wear red suddenly said.

Ouyang Rong paused instantly.

"What...... What to try? ”

She stopped talking.

He actually heard it clearly.

Ouyang Rong said tentatively: "Little junior sister also thinks about it?" ”

Xie Lingjiang was still silent, and turned his head, as if he was looking at the scenery of the distant mountains.

From someone's point of view, she put on some light makeup today, painted her eyebrows and pointed Zhu, and her side face was beautiful.

The long hair falls like a waterfall, gently pulled up with a simple hosta, and a few strands of flowing hair dance lightly in the wind, giving people a feeling of not being stained with dust.

Ouyang Rong quietly glanced sideways and glanced at a familiar hot spring not far from the two.

Then he glanced at the little junior sister with a bookish look on her eyebrows.

Obviously, she has a dignified and intellectual temperament, and she is also noble and beautiful in a red dress, which is suitable for distant viewing.

But he found it surprisingly alluring today.

I couldn't help but look at it more.

I saw Xie Lingjiang with her legs together, sitting with her legs bent on the embroidery stool, Qianqianyu's hands were crossed with ten fingers, and they were placed on the thighs in front of her lower abdomen, and the red cloth showed that her exposed neck and wrist skin were fair and delicate.

Although the neckline of the placket is high, covering most of the thin neck, the soft fabric of expensive silk outlines the uncanny and exaggerated curve of her transition from neck to breast......

At this moment, the beautiful woman in red tilted her head a little, habitually biting her pink lips, and her eyes were just looking at him.

There seems to be starlight in his eyes, and I don't know if it's Ouyang Rong's illusion, this eye light flashes and flashes, like a meteor flying in the sky at night, which is unpredictable.

Her expression seemed to be a little smiling.

Take this test of a righteous gentleman, which righteous gentleman can withstand such a test?

"Okay, try and you'll die."

Ouyang Rong gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.

And then...... He leaned forward...... Begin to get closer to ...... Try to climb the mountain...... Brave the world...... played with a certain lotus flower that can be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

After a period of pushing and struggling to welcome and refuse, he quickly crossed his neck and was entangled like a swan.

On the ground next to it, two shadows overlapped.

Immediately afterwards, one was picked up by the other and taken to the hot spring, during which it seemed that shoes and socks and other things had fallen off one by one, and they fell all the way......

The sound of some ribbons untying and clothes slipping off is hidden by the "musical" ability of a new female sage.

The courtyard was quiet.

Time passes imperceptibly.

I don't know how long it took.

Anyway, someone's attempt has not "passed away" for the time being, but is very suitable.

Comfortable fit.

All this until ...... Outside the courtyard wall, the footsteps of a little female in Confucian clothes were heard approaching.

didn't wait for Ouyang Rong, who was immersed in cooking, to react, and in the next moment, he ate a kick of jade feet in a hurry.

This time, it's finally no longer the literal meaning of "eating".

"I rely on ......"

A tone word instinctively came out of his mouth, and with a "bang", the whole person fell into the hot spring water.

Splash a wave of water.

At this moment, the courtyard gate also "squeaked".

The palm-sized little ink spirit pushed open a crack in the door with some difficulty with both hands.

She swaggered in, and shouted with a big grin:

"Ouyang Lianghan, Xie girl, guess what this fairy Gu found outside, a big white goose hehe, I like to ride a goose the most...... Hey, what are you doing? Why are you so unqualified, clothes and socks are littered on the ground, and your clothes are not neat and soaked in water......"

In the midst of the puzzled words, a certain new female sage in a red dress and barefoot, with a lot of strawberries around her neck, had already staggered and trotted towards the main house, and bent down in a hurry halfway, picking up the small clothes that had fallen to the ground before, she covered her chest with one hand, and ran into the house with a red face without looking back.

In the eyes of Miaosi, who just entered the door, this graceful shadow was like a frightening wave, but there was a faint sense of rushing away.

Xiao Mojing, who had never eaten pork, but had seen a pig run, suddenly widened his eyes, and pointed to the courtyard with a snow-white whisk in his hand:

"Okay, ...... You are not suitable for children! You can't help but go out for a while? It's still broad daylight, and you're still a gentleman and a sage! ”

"What kind of kid are you?"

Ouyang Rong's tone was unpleasant, and he drilled his head out of the spring water, and went ashore with his arms supporting the shore.

Idea: "......"

Xiao Mojing suddenly turned his face:

"Okay, this fairy aunt wants to see what tricks you two gentlemen and sages are playing just now, Xiao Beisheng is newly married, dry firewood, right, bah, see if you still have ...... shame"

The little girl in Confucian clothes ran in with a pair of small short legs, and she wanted to find some evidence to catch the rape in the mess.

However, he was immediately caught by Ouyang Rong, who crawled out of the spring and was wet with half of his body.

"Ahem, little sister......"

After catching the bad guy and knocking on the door of the female crown head twice with a fist that did not change his face, Ouyang Rong tried to call a few more times, but the door of the main house was still closed.

"You, you go......" The woman in the room lowered her voice.

Her bass was still a little trembling, as if the warm afterglow of a heartbeat had just increased.

Ouyang Rong coaxed a few more times, but he still didn't see the little junior sister ostrich raise her head and walk out of the house, he was a little helpless, and walked around the yard a few times and left.

Anyway, it's not a loss, while just washing the jade foot products, he also experienced the richness of his son's canteen by the way, and he almost didn't want to come out.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but raise his hand and sniffed his fingers, as if there was a faint fragrance of body odor lingering between his fingers, lingering so much that he didn't want to be separated, and at the same time, his fingers could still taste the warm afterglow of the proud white jade that was very different from it......

Ouyang Rong walked out of the far door, and Xie Lingjiang suddenly shouted from inside the house:

"If you don't turn the books now, you don't have to go to those boring poetry clubs anymore, I will follow you when the palace has nothing to do in the future, and I will go to you tomorrow morning."

"Good. Don't sleep in bed. ”

Ouyang Rong agreed, he didn't refuse, he used to be in Dragon City, he didn't follow him every day, and he was used to it.

Didn't pay much attention to it.

took off the scarlet official coat that was mostly wet on his body, and threw in and wrapped the whimpering little ink essence that was covering his mouth.

Ouyang Rong hugged a ball of wet clothes and strode away......

(End of chapter)