Shake the world. The gate of the Jixia School Palace.

Fan Mi of the Yin and Yang family carried a bamboo basket behind him, and in the bamboo basket was a puppet boy, his eyes were blank, and he had fallen into a deep sleep.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he immediately felt refreshed and tasted good.

Previously, he was in Daxuan Beijing, in front of the "three religions and nine streams" of the entire Daxuan Capital in the middle of the city, and played a trick of hiding from the world.

On the surface of the trick, he used the puppet behind him that was covered with the relics from a certain cave, and played the role of father and son with himself, and carried out a fairy trick that had long been lost in the world.

However, the fact is that Fan Mi secretly hid a grain of mustard seed into the relic, and manipulated it to fly up to the clouds to steal a Confucian "Guanfu" magical power, looking at the little scholar's sea of knowledge.

It's a pity that at that time, because the little scholar named Li Zijin had not yet opened up the sea of knowledge, let alone embarked on the road of immortality, it was difficult to say whether the old thing surnamed Sui only left three sword qi in his body.

It is impossible to find out whether the old sword immortal who has left the sky has left behind, so it is impossible to spy on whether the "little scholar" named Li Zijin is related to the Guozuo of the Daxuan Dynasty, or the Guozuo of the Yan Kingdom that has been pretending to be a grandson for thirty-two years.

But at least one thing, Fan Mi can be sure, that is, Li Zijin is by no means as simple as a scholar.

The boy was a chess piece, but the genius of the chess player was that he had already put the chess piece on the board before it was even born.

The Invisible Son will not even be counted among the three hundred and sixty-one chess pieces, not even an abandoned piece. Even if the Daxuan Dynasty killed him like that, it seems that the chess player did not intend to save him.

Is he really left to fend for himself?

Fan Mi didn't believe it.

So later, he followed Li Zijin's steps, went to Yunxia Mountain, went to the Kunpeng ferry, and went to the sky above Buye Mountain, because his breath was difficult to hide, at least he couldn't escape the eyes of the mausoleum keeper Zhong Yu, so Fan Mi "took the first step", went to Taohuadu, and personally started the battle of Yaksha Mountain.

This battle forced Li Zijin to leave Taoyao Prefecture, and then took the lead again and went to Honghu Prefecture to bury the shadows.

Even those who have unknowingly become Fan Mi's pawns will not be aware of this problem.

Yin and Yang family Fan Mi, like to derive the heavenly machine, like to "go one step ahead", like to be thousands of miles away.

The road taken by Li Zijin seems to be disorderly, but in fact, it is the "road" that was secretly paved by him. God doesn't know it, and sometimes he even hides it from himself.

will often divide his mind, shuttle through the souls of the world, and do not let the ontological Fan Mi retain such a memory, and wait until everything is complete, and then return to the mind and control the overall situation.

And so on and so forth.

Even if it is a great monk who is on the top of the mountain in the world, close at hand, and uses supreme supernatural and mysterious means to check Fan Mi's heart lake and memory, it can only return empty-handed.

Because the people of the Yin and Yang family hide from the ghosts and gods, and even hide from themselves.

Only if you don't know where your next move will fall, you won't be guessed by your opponent who is better than you.

It's a little more interesting to be greedy for a sword.

So I, Fan Mi, what if I am greedy for more children?

Shengtian Yizi, what should I do?

The world only knows Linglong City, likes to manipulate secular dynasties, and likes to mingle in the small vassal states of Fuyao Kyushu, relying on lobbying, debate, fueling the flames and secretly Chen Cang to take the opportunity to steal a country's luck.

On the surface, he assisted the poor small vassal country, but in fact, he "mistakenly" bound the fortune of a country to the mountains and rivers of other countries by going against the sky, and then used the perverse yin and yang secret technique to change the luck of the small vassal country.

Or, as a scholar, participate in the imperial examination, and enter the temple step by step, if you can win the trust of the king, then you will find ways to overthrow the king. Or, supplemented by the fox demonization, participate in the selection of concubines, dress up a passable-looking façade for it, and make it enter the harem, even if it starts from the palace maid, with the fox demon's natural charm and unique charm powers, you can still easily ascend to the position, be a concubine, be pampered, and cause chaos in the palace.

There are not a few secular dynasties that have been destroyed by such means.

But what the world doesn't know is.

The so-called Linglong City is just a "foreign sect" left behind by the descendants of the Yin and Yang family after they "opened a sect and established a sect", not even a lower sect.

is also Fan Mi and his junior brother, just two people, who played a delicate city in applause, and even did not know that he had become the lower sect of the Yin and Yang family.

Fan Mi was at the Temple of Literature, saying that he had been listening to the class for two months, but in fact he had suffered two months of sin.

Rao is good-tempered enough to be able to fish the cold river and snow alone, and Fan Lao Daoren, who has not pulled the rod for ten years, is already a little annoyed.

A pseudonym is used externally, and a real name is used in the Temple of Literature.

If the real name is given, it is equivalent to holding the handle in the hands of others.

The group of old horsemen in the Temple of Literature, although they may not be able to get any useful information from themselves, can put him under house arrest here, and "baptize" the ears of this Yin and Yang family heir every day with "Zhihu also", which is really a headache.

He raised his head and glanced at the four-character plaque hanging above the gate of this Jixia School Palace.

Gentlemen don't have instruments.

Fan Mi smiled rarely, "Confucianism can barely get by with these four words." ”

What is right, what sacrifices are just the self-comfort of the loser. Even if you don't even have your life, what's the use of being righteous?

Fuyao has four Confucian temples, ten university palaces, and seventy-two academies, which are respectively governed by four sages, twelve philosophers, and seventy-two sages.

Each temple of literature has different factions, and the propositions and ideas of each cultural line are naturally different.

The plaques and inscriptions at the gates of the Ten University Palaces and the Seventy-two Academies are naturally different.

But the four Confucian temples alone do not invariably do not talk about their own propositions in this context.

Some speculate that all four saints endorsed the doctrines of the other factions.

It is believed that when learning rises to a certain level, there is no need to divide high and low.

As long as it is useful to people, there is no doubt that it is good to learn.

The propositions of some academies and academic palaces are inseparable from the words "pedantic and sour" in the eyes of the world.

Otherwise, there would not be so many people's impression of readers who stay in "stereotypical and pedantic, eating the ancient"

And some of the ideas are really respected by the world.

Yin and Yang family Fan Mi likes the gentleman's sentence of "Heavenly Sage" very much, which is very similar to his style of acting.

A fresh breeze blows.

A middle-aged man in a cloth robe with a jade plaque hanging from his waist appeared in front of Fan Mi.

This person's eyes are like torches, his eyebrows are like willows, his body is like a jade tree, and his figure is a little blurred.

The jade plaque inscription "self-reflection".

Fan Mi pondered for a moment, and then recognized the identity of the person who came.

The scholar in front of him is clearly one of the seventy-two academies, and the plaque is "self-denial and revenge", the mountain master of the Siguo Academy, Yang Remembers.

Among the four saints, Confucius once said that people are divided into five classes, "yong, shi, jun, xian, and sage", and most people are between the first and second in time.

Only a few people can be among the gentlemen of the third stage. A few more people can become the only sages in ten thousand. As for the rare holy word, few people can get it.

There are only a total of 88 saints sitting in the Four Confucian Temple, the Twelve School Palaces, and the Seventy-two Academies.

Among them, the main and deputy mountain masters of the twelve school palaces and the seventy-two academies, in addition to cultivating to a very high level, each has its own natal character.

It is like the natal flying sword of sword cultivation, the natal fist of martial arts, the natal weapon of Taoist priests, and the natal scriptures of monks.

These natal spells are extremely powerful and extremely lethal. Some monks are even able to rely on their natal objects to complete cross-border kills. Not all Time Monks have natal spells or natal objects. Those who have natal spells should be treated with strength in one realm.

The two played against each other.

"I've seen Lord Yang Mountain. ”

"Mr. Fan, don't come unharmed. ”

The man in the Confucian shirt turned his head to look at one place, thoughtfully, "After the battle of the Sword Pavilion, I haven't seen Mr. Fan for decades. ”

Fan Mi nodded, but he felt that Yang Niansi in front of him seemed to be erratic, as if he would dissipate at any time, and his face was pale, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle.

Yang Niansi smiled and asked casually: "Mr. Fan traveled to Fuyao, did he ever get the opportunity to break through the realm?"

Fan Mi told the truth, "Lord Yang is really warm-hearted, and he even has to help Fan consider the matter of cultivation." ”

The man in the Confucian shirt stroked the "self-reflection" jade plate, "The world is a family, it should be, it should be." ”

As if thinking of something, Yang Nian asked again: "I shouldn't have asked about your Yin and Yang family, even if I wanted to ask about the crime, I guess the two big and small sacrificial wines of the Jixia School Palace had already asked." It's just ······ Heaven is constant, and the Yin and Yang family secretly do those things, but there must be a degree. ”

Fan Mi said: "This is nature. The Holy Master still has a saying, 'Do whatever you want and don't exceed the rules', Fan will ensure that he and his junior disciples act within the rules. ”

Then Yang Nian didn't say anything more, and suddenly remembered something, he asked: "The Yin and Yang family really wants to be popular in Honghu Prefecture?"

Fan Mi stroked his beard and smiled, looking at the sage in front of him with a playful look. "The general trend of the world, together for a long time, must be divided, and for a long time, it must be united. Honghu Prefecture Lu Shen is not only going with the sky, but also the trend of the times. The Yin and Yang family actually didn't do anything, just took out a mirror and let the people of the world look at Lu Shen in that state. Isn't it in line with Confucian rules to watch the fire from across the shore? You can't let Fan, an old bone, block the sea water, right?"

Yang Remembrance shook his head. "Fang Cai Yang has already said that the reason for this question is completely ······ You just think Yang is indecisive. ”

Fan Mi waved his hand: "I don't dare to say more, at least one point, the old man can pat his chest and promise Lord Yang that my Yin and Yang family will never be the enemy of the Temple of Literature." ”

When he said this, he said seven points true and three points false.

The Yin and Yang family will not, but there is no guarantee that the friends of the Yin and Yang family will not.

Yang remembered that he was truly relieved.

"Then I'll be relieved and take my leave. ”

The figure of the man in the Confucian shirt dissipated instantly.

Fan Mi suddenly realized, it turned out to be an out-of-body spirit, no wonder.

The old monk of the Yin and Yang family closed his eyes and began to trace the source of the "clues" left by Fang Cai Yang Remembrance who stayed here for a short time.

This is a secret technique of the Yin and Yang family, which can follow other people's primordial spirits to find their true body, which can only be watched, cannot be intervened, and there is a possibility of being discovered.

Inside a blessed land on the verge of shattering.

At the entrance connecting the Cave Heaven Blessed Land and the Fuyao World, there is a Two Boundary Monument to maintain the balance of the aura of this Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

"The two boundary monuments are shattered, and the heavens and the earth are collapsing" is an eternal truth.

A pair of "eyes" appeared out of thin air in front of the two boundary monuments, which were already dilapidated, and it seemed that they would not last long.

In just an instant, Fan Mi withdrew from the traceability state.

The old man recalled the startling glance just now, lowered his head and sighed.

"Mo Dao scholar has no courage, dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky!"

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Above the canopy, the man holding the child opened his eyes.

There was a curtain of light in front of the Taoist.

On the light curtain is the scene of Honghu Prefecture's safe crossing, the B-word military tent.

When he waved his big hand, three figures appeared in the scroll.

On the picture scroll, Li Zijin, Hong Shao, and Chen Zhiyuan have already met in Liangguo, Honghu Prefecture.

He couldn't wait to know what the boy would do when he got there and saw the princess of Liangguo in the middle of the two armies.

Is it to save people from the army, or to retreat in the face of difficulties.

Or ······

The young swordsman was just starting out, coinciding with the chaos in the world and the turbulent times.

Will it become a diseased leaf that drifts with the waves, slowly rotting together with the "patient" here in Honghu Prefecture, and finally being submerged by the sea, or will it grow into a strong grass that is strong and strong, and the breeze blows the hills.

Borrowing the spring breeze and spring rain that I comprehended, I subtly changed the number of qi in a state.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black?

A world of tens of millions of people, but the three of them are not under his control.

One, it is the sword slave of the Sword Pavilion, that guy, neither human nor demon, nor ghostly, he came strangely, and he didn't show his feet at all. However, it is a pity that among the four mausoleum guards, the sword slave has the highest swordsmanship and the greatest victory. Don't think about leaving the Sword Worship Pavilion for the rest of your life.

One, is a scholar who broke away from the Mo family and turned to Confucianism, for some reason he took the initiative to draw the ground as a prison, and did not take the road through Tianyangguan, but went to the single-plank bridge alone, and the scholar's mind is really difficult to guess.

The first two are difficult to come out of one in 10,000 years, and their life experience is strange and there is no trace to follow.

The other is that half of his feet have stepped into the way of God, but with an obsession, he forcibly pulled out that half foot from becoming a god and ascending to the heavenly realm, and then transferred to Confucianism, and also entered Honghu Prefecture, dissipated all the qi of his body, and hid it in Li Zijin, or the old man in the bookstore on the koi girl.

If you say that people admire people, maybe one of the best in the world, the one who can be ranked first, the "first to bear the brunt" is the old man in the bookstore.

His real name was uneven noticeable to him.

The last one is just a little scholar who is ordinary no matter how you look at it.

Carrying the dragon qi is just a means for the continuation of the Great Xuan Dynasty or the Yan Kingdom, and it is not a trick to reach the sky, at best, it is just to obey the destiny of heaven.

It was only with the old gentleman of the bookstore to cover it up that he was able to hide the prying eyes of Fan Mi, the yin and yang family in the world. But he couldn't hide his eyes.

Human feelings are like thin paper, and the world is like a new chess game.

If Li Zijin learns the secret in the future, how will he choose?

Is this young man's motives, the waves in his heart, really traceless?

Not really.

It's just that the Taoist doesn't want to figure it out with magical powers, if he faces a young sword cultivator who is not even a sword immortal, but is just a Peiyuan realm, and he needs to get in the way, then his avenue is considered a vain cultivation.

Sitting in the sky for thousands of years, he observed a "life".

Spring, summer, autumn, winter and spring.

Among the many blessed lands in the world, the blessed land of turbid wine has the longest history, dating back thousands of years.

In these thousands of years, there is no shortage of heroes and heroes.

Famous kings through the ages, princes and generals, notorious tyrants and corrupt officials.

The poem sighs that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and the "Mo Kai" general who blocks 10,000 people outside the pass with a sword.

Romantic characters through the ages, all generations of the country are dominant. In the blessed land, a hundred years later, it is all a passing cloud.

Only outside the blessed land, the mountain monks who really exist in the human world live for a long time, a hundred years is not long enough, a thousand years are not too old, and they are free in the world.

These are all categories of "life".

In Zhao Xuanfu's eyes, "birth" is not only the cause, process, and effect, but also the occurrence, change, and end.

The existence of "life" can be seen with the naked eye, and it can be speculated and captured by human power.

It is the law, the experience, the eternal truth, and the half of the "Tao".

The dynasty fell, the sun and the moon changed, and the stars changed.

Everything in the world can't escape the word "change" in the end.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are changes, spring, summer, autumn and winter are changes, wind, frost, rain and snow are changes, vicissitudes of life are still changes, all are "life".

If it is said that the young Taoist's method of contemplating the Tao is to use a blessed land to sharpen the heart of the Dao and seek the Dao.

Then there is another person, whose means of contemplating the Tao are even more appalling.

On top of a futon in the outer heavens, there was a Gurui beast lying next to it, named Yu.

It had horns on its head, its whole body was blue-black, and it was prostrate on the ground, sleeping very peacefully.

Beside this beast that looks like a green ox, there is an old Taoist with his eyes closed.

He seemed to be thousands of miles away, and even a whole Great Luo Heaven was separated from his disciples, and he could hear the voice of the young Taoist.

The old Taoist thought about it, and still told this disciple a word in his heart.

Just as the Taoist frowned, thinking hard about "death" through Li Zijin.

A heartfelt voice sounded like thunder in the ears, sounding from the lake of the young Taoist's heart.

"The square is like a chessboard, the circle is like a chess piece, the movement is like a chess life, and the silence is like a chess death. ”

Daigo empowerment.

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Safe crossing.

The two brothers and sisters, who hadn't seen each other for seven days, hugged each other.

The young swordsman in green shirt with a sword behind his back gently patted the girl on the back.

The white jade girl with a hosta on her head, the pear blossoms bring rain, causing people to pity, that small appearance, even Murong Xiaoshan, who is also a woman next to her, feels pity.

Naturally, he complained about the elder brother of the Rausch swordsman.

What is the use of being so handsome, it will only make Miss Hongshao secretly worry about him. After walking for seven days and seven nights, I didn't say that I would report a message here, but now it's good, I know that I'm back? Look, it made Miss Hongshao cry.

Tsk, I never thought that when Miss Hongshao cried, she was even more soft and weak than usual, soft and glutinous.

The girl hugged the young swordsman in green shirt and refused to let go.

Li Zijin is not easy to urge his little junior sister.

"Hong Shao, be good, it's okay. Didn't my brother come back intact? The boy smiled.

Chen Zhiyuan was also pleasantly surprised: "Li Shaoxia, where have you been in the past few days?"

When everyone heard this, their eyes were full of anticipation, and they looked at the young swordsman in green shirts, waiting for his answer.

Murong Xiaoshan, as the "host", quite politely invited a few people into the barracks for a while, and in the single military tent he had arranged for Hong Shao before, he called his subordinates to make tea, serve tea, and pour tea.

The heroic female general of Liangguo raised the teacup with both hands very heroically and said with a smile: "You can't drink alcohol in the army, so Xiaoshan has no choice but to replace wine with tea, treat a few people, and show a little affection." I hope you don't mind. ”

Chen Zhiyuan and her are old friends, and the two were fellow villagers before they joined the army, so they have a good relationship, a lifelong friendship, and a heart-to-heart friendship.

And the girl in white has lived in the military tent for a few days, and Murong Xiaoshan also treats her as a sister, so naturally she will not be so seen.

So these polite words that sounded a little unconventional were obviously said by Murong Xiaoshan to that Laoshzi swordsman.

Li Zijin didn't care at all, but raised the teacup, got up and saluted the heroic female general with a cup of tea, and said with a hearty smile: "In the past few days, I have been grateful to General Murong for taking care of my junior sister." There is nothing to repay, and he is willing to give a sword for General Murong once. ”

Chen Zhiyuan's eyes lit up, and he just wanted to say that he would let this Li Shaoxia help save the princess of Liangguo, but after thinking about it, others had already been born and died for him several times, and there was no reason to grab a sheep like this and go to death.

Murong Xiaoshan didn't take the young man's words seriously, but just perfunctory.

Li Zijin asked Chen Zhiyuan beside him curiously: "Brother Chen, the girl you want to escort has been kidnapped, what does the Liangguo Imperial Court say?"

Chen Zhiyuan sighed: "A few days ago, the imperial court sent a special person to rush to Ping'an Day and Night, if you calculate it carefully, then the rescue soldiers should also arrive in these days." To tell you the truth, Li Shaoxia, the girl who was robbed, is actually Princess Shuyao of Liangguo. ”

"Princess Liangguo?!" Li Zijin said in surprise.

Chen Zhiyuan said: "That's right. ”

Li Zijin took a sip of tea, put the cup down again, and asked, "Why does the princess of a country appear in such a remote place?"

"That's a long story. Chen Zhiyuan shook his head, the secret is not enough for outsiders.

The boy didn't ask, but asked, "So, is there any clue about that side?" About ······ The group of people who robbed the princess of Liangguo, where did they come from?"

Then Li Zijin and Chen Zhiyuan exchanged the clues they knew.

Li Zijin briefly summarized what happened to him and Su Hancai at the bottom of the cliff in recent days, and selected some simple and clear ones, without mentioning that he comprehended the sword intent of the spring breeze and spring rain.

The young man learned from Chen Zhiyuan that those people might have something to do with Linglong City. That night, he was under the beacon platform, and only vaguely heard some conversations, all of which were between the border army scouts and the men in black, and there was not much useful information. So at this moment, I can only hope that Chen Zhiyuan and the Liangguo Imperial Court can solve this matter. Of course, the real master has to be the court of Liangguo, and his own foreign sword cultivator, at most, is to give a sword for Liangguo once in his words and help a little, which will not play a decisive role in this game.

And the team of Liangguo border army scouts who had colluded with Linglong City under the beacon platform had all been taken to prison, and from their mouths, they couldn't even ask a name, only one name.

Linglong City.