In Daoxuan Academy, a long-bearded old Taoist is teaching students.

This long-bearded old Taoist is a true person of Taoism, and he is the descendant of the true lineage of Taoism, and the ancestor is the famous Lu Zu.

Daoxuan Academy is a collection of Confucianism and Taoism as one of the two academies, with a strong background, behind which there are both the sages of the Confucian Temple who are always shining, and the door of Longhu Mountain that is nearby.

It is a "place outside the law" in the true sense of Canggeng Prefecture, and it is not bound by any secular dynasty or the immortal sect on the mountain.

"According to our Taoist saying, everything that dies is called an autopsy, if it is drowned, it is called hydrolysis, and if it is hacked to death by a sword, it is called a military solution. In addition, if the soul is damaged or taken away, it is called a soul solution. Of course, most of the time, the situation encountered by the Qi Refiner will be a military solution. ”

The real person who went to the dust twisted his beard with one hand and wore the dust with the other, looked at the puzzled eyes of the audience, and said with a smile: "The role of the military solution, at first, was only to escape the punishment of the catastrophe, if the monk feels that he cannot survive the catastrophe, he is afraid that the catastrophe will be destroyed when the catastrophe comes, he will choose to borrow the hands of others to solve the problem, or solve it himself.

Later, some monks discovered that Bing Xie could not only avoid the catastrophe of this life, but also eliminate the evil obstacles of the previous life after being reincarnated as a human being. As a result, it is no longer uncommon for the military to be solved, and the qi refiners above the Jindan Earth Immortals, but those who think that they cannot successfully cross the catastrophe will choose to be reincarnated by the military liberation.

Reincarnation naturally leads to no cultivation realm, and the memory of the previous life will also be lost. So, at this point, it's time for us to learn about the topic of the day······"

The real person who went to the dust had very little time to give lectures, and most of them instructed his disciples to teach on their behalf, but today he suddenly rose up for some reason, and called his disciples to rest, and the real person personally returned to Daoxuan Academy to give lectures.

He lectures and likes to tell a story, never going straight to the topic, mostly laying out the mats in the early stage, and then teaching to the students in simple terms, which is unique among the many gentlemen of Daoxuan Academy.

In the evaluation of students, it is also mixed.

Some people like to go to the dust, and the real people are all in detail, and some details must be told clearly.

Some students also think that this kind of teaching is too nagging and cumbersome, and it is difficult to understand the central topic.

But no matter what others think, real people are still happy and comfortable, and only teach according to their personal preferences.

The long-bearded old Taoist stretched out his sleeve, palm facing up, slightly spread, and saw a yellow paper talisman appear out of thin air in his hand.

However, it is a blank talisman, which has not yet been drawn with a red pen, and there is no charm and inspiration.

I didn't see how the real person moved, and on the yellow paper rune in the palm of his hand, many runes appeared on his own, but in order to let the students below see clearly, the real person still deliberately slowed down the speed of "drawing talismans".

"This is my Dao Gate Dust Continuation Talisman, drawing the eight characters of the Qi Refiner's birthday on the talisman, even if it is after the opponent's military dissolution, just burn out the Dust Continuation Talisman in front of the person's reincarnated body, and you can restore the memory of the previous life. Continuing the dust of the previous life, hence the name of the dust. ”

The real person who went to the dust swept the dust slightly, and a blank talisman appeared on the table of the students sitting at the bottom, and a red pen was placed next to it.

He twisted his beard and smiled: "Today's homework is for you to learn to draw a dust talisman, don't write the eight characters of your birthday, just learn how to draw a talisman." ”

As soon as the words fell, the real person who went to the dust swept away the dust, stepped out of the house, and drifted away.

Outside the window, there were two gentlemen, both of whom were Confucian protégés, who were responsible for teaching Confucian knowledge to the students of Daoxuan Academy.

One of the gentlemen was dark-skinned, sword-eyed, starry-eyed, and bearded, named Han Lang, alias "Angry Eyes King Kong".

Because of his bad temper, he opens his eyes and stares at people at every turn, and his voice is sonorous and powerful, and it is louder, which makes people feel like they are roaring, so he got this number.

Han Lang stood outside the window and beat his chest, looking at the back of the real person who had gone to the dust that had drifted away, he was angry, and shouted: "Mr. Big, look, you see, I said that the old Taoist priest didn't like to talk a long time ago?

The man known as Mr. Big hung a jade plaque on his waist, with the inscription "Good as water", he just squinted and smiled, stroked the jade plaque, and smiled: "Mr. Han Shao'an is not impatient, you look at the students, aren't you very interested in listening, this has already started to draw talismans, I think it's very good." ”

Han Lang was dumbfounded, but he couldn't attack the respected academy master next to him, so he could only choke on his sleeves and leave.

After he left, a young man with a jade plaque on his waist slowly walked out of the room, holding a letter in his hand, he stood at the door, looking at the big gentleman, a little hesitant, as if he was entangled.

The man glanced at the letter in the young man's hand, but he only glanced at it hurriedly, and did not dare to look at it carefully, for he was afraid of taking a second look, so he accidentally took in all the contents of the letter, which was not in line with the rules of disrespect.

People with a high realm, compared with people with a low realm, seem to have more "can't do".

The man thought about it, but he still took a step forward and said, "Li Huairen, aren't you going to draw talismans?"

He glanced over there, and on the desk belonging to the young man, the blank talisman was still blank, and the red pen was quietly placed beside it, not moving a single bit.

The young man shook his head and said, "Sir, you should know that I have never been interested in the way of Fu Qi Danshu. ”

The man smiled: "Learn to draw talismans, you can summon gods and impeach ghosts, suppress demons and subdue demons, and you are not interested in this?"

Li Huairen raised his head, looked at the big gentleman of Daoxuan Academy, and said bluntly: "Huairen only knows that I came to the academy for only one purpose. And that purpose is not monasticism. If there is really something that needs to be suppressed, it is not a ghost, god or demon. ”

It's people.

He didn't say this, he didn't dare, he just didn't want to.

The man with the jade card hanging on his waist no longer insisted on it, only nodded slightly, and when he saw that the young man was still not leaving, he asked with a smile: "Is there anything else?"

Li Huairen wanted to speak again and again, but finally held up the letter and said, "I want to ask Mr. to send me another letter." ”

The man feigned surprise with an "oh?".

A few days ago, he sent a letter for Li Huairen, and the letter went to Yunxia Mountain.

But the young man of that day clearly held two letters in his hands, and when it was time, he only asked him to send one. The letter in Li Huairen's hand at the moment was obviously the one that the young man was unwilling to send that day. I don't know why, but now I want to send it again?

Li Huairen said with a straight face: "It's just that I don't know the mantra for receiving the letter, and I don't know where he is, but I once received a letter from him, can Mr. Big have a way to deliver the letter for me?"

If this big gentleman of Daoxuan Academy is really just an ordinary scholar, then the young man's request is really embarrassing for him.

Fortunately, a man is a reader, but not just a reader.

He nodded and smiled, "Yes." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the young man handed the letter to the man, and then respectfully bowed his hand to the man and said, "Thank you, Mr. Huairen." ”

After speaking, Li Huairen retired on his own.

He went back to the house and looked around, and everyone drew the talisman.

The boy lowered his head and picked up the dust talisman, thought about it for a long time, and tore it apart.

The gentleman outside the house, shaking his head with a smile, turned around, had a thought in his heart, took one step, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

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The young swordsman and the little junior sister in black and red brocade clothes stayed in Suifeng City for two days, prepared dry food and carriages, and returned to the road.

I can't remember how far I went, but when I opened the map of Honghu Prefecture, Li Zijin knew that he and Hongshao were getting closer and closer to the Xianjia Ferry in the north of Honghu Prefecture.

When the brother and sister stopped to rest on an official road. Li Zijin unfolded the crumpled map of Honghu Prefecture, looked at one place, pointed to another, and said softly: "Hongshao, we have now reached the end of the Bailong River, less than a hundred miles ahead, is the northernmost Xianjia ferry in Honghu Prefecture, Shenglongdu. When we arrive at Shenglongdu, we will take the Xianjia ferry, cross the North Sea, and go to Sangro Prefecture and Jieshi Mountain. Senior brother promised you that he would take you to see the broadest sea in the world, the East China Sea. ”

Hong Shao smiled and hummed, not understanding why the young man suddenly mentioned this, so he asked, "What does Senior Brother want to say?"

The young man smiled, never thinking that today's Hongshao could actually hear the meaning of his words.

People are sophisticated, but they learn very quickly.

Li Zijin said: "When you arrive at Shenglongdu, take the Xianjia ferry, you will leave Honghu Prefecture, and Sangro Prefecture is far, far away from here. Senior brother wants to ask you, if there are any other places you want to go or things you want to do in Honghu Prefecture, we can go first and don't leave regrets. ”

Hong Shao tilted his head and asked, "What is regret?"

The young man was stunned, and was suddenly asked by the little junior sister, and he was really stumped.

Li Zijin fell on the lawn, supported the ground with his hands, looked up at the stars, and thought carefully about the evening breeze blowing by the river.

Across several states, I saw many people and many things on the way.

There have been many storms and waves.

I read a lot of books and walked a lot of roads.

Grow a lot of cultivation, leave a lot of regrets.

Night. The young man watched the night on the lawn, and the little sister sat in the carriage, reading quietly by the starlight.

Hong Shao is used to it, sometimes when he asks his senior brother questions, he has to think for a long time before answering.

The senior brother said that he didn't know much, and he didn't dare to say that what he thought was right was really right, so before the teacher, he needed to think about it repeatedly.

The girl was not in a hurry, and she did not bother the young man who was thinking seriously. It's just reading a book on your own.

The book in Hong Shao's hand was a copy of "Ingenuity" bought in the bookstore in Windy City, a book about women's needlework.

The girl watched with relish. While watching, he made blind gestures in his hands, as if he was following the patterns on the book, imagining and manipulating.

In the Windy City bookstore, there are two kinds of books that women love the most.

One is to teach women how to dress up carefully to please the lover, such as "Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon", "Beauty Lips" and so on.

The other is books that teach women cooking and needlework, such as "Ingenuity" and "Thirty-six Cooking".

The former can tie a man's eyes, and the latter can tie a man's stomach.

But there is no book in the world that teaches women how to tie up men's hearts.

There is no man who will tell the truth about the bells and whistles in the book, in fact, it is useless, he is just willing to be chained.

Maybe the men and women in the world, the love to the depths, are nothing more than one, and the one who wishes to take the bait.

Beyond that, there are only regrets.

What is regret?

Maybe it's a female sword fairy who can't go far away.

Maybe it's the stars in the sky that see the mountains are not mountains.

Maybe it's the gods of mountains and rivers who look at the world with cold eyes, and everything is like ants.

Maybe it was the young girl on the fairy ferry, who didn't dare to ask a favorite son if she would like to take her away.

Maybe it's the girl swordsman who has a strong nature, and he doesn't want to admit that spring heart, even if he admits it in his heart, he doesn't recognize it in his mouth.

Maybe it was an ordinary female cultivator in Yunxia Mountain, who admired that talented man, and watched the sisters around her invite her to watch Fengyue, but she only dared to hide in the corner and blush secretly.

Maybe it's the aristocratic girl in the middle of the road, talking with her sweetheart at night, chatting all night, chatting about the world, but she can't say "I like you". When he wanted to speak, his sweetheart left in a hurry without saying goodbye.

What is regret?

I saw it in my eyes, thought about it in my heart, but finally missed it.

In this way, it is a pity.

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Thang Long Du.

A middle-aged man wearing cloth clothes and shoes, wearing a cloth scarf on his head, sat outside the tea pavilion by the ferry, holding a tea lid and sipping tea.

The man always subconsciously stroked the jade plate, giving people the feeling that he was like a poor scholar who might only have that jade medal worth his body, so he always had to pay attention to the jade card on his body.

The distance from Canggeng Prefecture to Honghu Prefecture may take two or three months for an Xianjia ferry ship of ordinary speed.

For an Earth Immortal Cultivator of the Golden Pill Yuanying, or a martial artist above the Seven Realms, it may take four or five months to resist the sword or the wind.

However, almost the entire distance of the world is only one step for a mountaintop monk.

In a single thought, one step has been taken across the state.

Only at the moment when the figure of this scholar with great powers appeared in Shenglongdu, Honghu Prefecture, a woman suddenly looked back from thousands of miles away, and then took a step, crossed the mountains and rivers, and came to Shenglongdu.

Cen Tianchi walked to the tea pavilion and sat down, sat opposite the scholar, squinted his eyes, and asked, "Where is the divine majesty?"

The man gently put down the teacup and arched his hand towards the woman, but instead of making a gesture, he clenched his fists and said, "Daoxuan Academy, Xin Jiran." ”

The reader's mouth moved slightly, but his voice sounded from Cen Tianchi's heart lake.

When the woman heard her name, her eyes widened, "You are..." ？！”

Xin Jiran put his fingers together and wiped them horizontally, and before the time went back to three breaths, Cen Tianchi did not say the complete sentence, "always" stayed at the two words "you are".

And so on and so forth, until the female deity no longer had the "thought" of calling her identity.

Time flowed normally, and the man at the tea pavilion had already poured and poured the tea in the pot, poured and poured, until this moment, and finally poured it into the guest's bowl, but did not pour it back into the teapot from the bowl.

The man smiled and said, "The girl knows in her heart, so she doesn't have to say it." You must know that if you say too much, you will lose. ”

Cen Tianchi looked stunned, slowly calmed down, and also called the guy to pour himself a bowl of tea, picked up the tea bowl and drank a big sip of tea, suppressing the shock.

She asked, "Really... Why did you come here, sir?"

The man stroked the jade plate on his waist and told him truthfully: "I'm waiting for someone." ”

Cen Tianchi first pinched the trick with his fingertips, planning to use his supernatural powers to silently deduce it and see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of this supernatural reader. But when she pinched the trick, she found that no matter how she deduced it, it seemed that there was a "barrier" covering the final certainty, and no matter how she snooped, the result of the deference was just a cloud covering the fog, and it was difficult to see it.

And that man just smiled and drank tea all the time, silently.

In desperation, Cen Tianchi had no choice but to relent, and asked, "Dare to ask who Mr. is waiting for?"

Xin Jiran sold it and said, "You've seen it too." ”

The female shopkeeper immediately recalled in her mind, and the faces of the gods of the mountains and rivers of Yizhou appeared one by one, but they were all overthrown by her.

The identity of the scholar in front of him, the person he is waiting for must not be an ordinary landscape god, isn't he waiting for that guy?

Cen Tianchi hesitated for a moment and said, "The person you are waiting for should not be the co-master of the river and sea, she will not come." ”

The man shook his head and said, "I know, it's not her." ”

"Who's that?" the more the man didn't say anything, the more curious the woman became, only to think that the other party was really good at whetting her appetite.

Seeing the woman's anxious appearance to get an answer, he smiled and said, "That young man claims to be a swordsman. ”

Cen Tianchi's eyes instantly appeared with a figure in a green shirt with a sword on his back, she rolled her eyes and said, "Who is my Dao, it turns out to be the guy who has no conscience." Secretly helped him several times, but he didn't have a good impression when he came, but he was disgusted by others, which was really thankless, and he didn't care about idle things next time. ”

Then she immediately reacted and asked, "No, he is not a protégé of your lineage, what are you waiting for him to do?"

Xin Jiran said: "The girl has complicated thoughts. I am waiting here only to be entrusted with a letter. ”

The woman's eyes narrowed, skeptical.

Isn't it enough to send a message with a flying sword, and you can use this big gentleman to make such a special trip.

The man didn't explain anything, just turned his head slightly and looked at the official road in the distance, where a carriage was galloping towards the ferry.

He reminded: "The person I was waiting for is coming, is the girl going to stay and make the misunderstanding clear, or?"

Cen Tianchi didn't bother to say anything, his mind moved slightly, and his figure had disappeared in place.

"Phew!"

The young swordsman in a black and red brocade robe stopped his horse, turned around and opened the curtain, and said with a smile: "Hong Shao, we are here." ”

The girl gently closed the book of "Ingenuity", and with a happy face, she stepped out of the carriage.

The two of them stood on the edge of the ferry and looked up, just in time to see a fairy ferry slowly rising, then gradually rising into the clouds, and then disappearing.

Rao is a white-clothed girl who has already done a Xiaoxiang ferry, and when she saw the scene of the Xianjia ferry taking off again, she opened her mouth slightly, and muttered, "Awesome, awesome." ”

"This young man. ”

Li Zijin was stunned, turned his head to look, and saw a scholar with a jade plaque hanging from his waist and a cloth cloth, shoes and cloth towels waiting aside, holding a letter in his hand.

Li Zijin looked at the man suspiciously.

The man smiled and asked, "But Li Zijin and Li Shaoxia?"

In a foreign country, I suddenly heard a stranger call out my name, so indescribable.

The young man hurriedly asked, "Dare to ask Mr. Why do you recognize him?" ”

The scholar explained: "The contemptible Xin Jiran, from Daoxuan Academy, was entrusted by a student to help him deliver letters, and that student had painted a portrait of a young man, so he recognized it. ”

Li Zijin said curiously: "Mr. Daoxuan Academy, that student, but his name is Li Huairen?!"

Excited for a while, Li Zijin didn't react to how this powerful scholar knew that he would appear in Shenglongdu even if he had seen his portrait, and only listened to the words "Daoxuan Academy" in that person's words.

That's where Xiao Li Huairen studied, and he was the best friend of the teenager's relationship, and there was no one. Naturally.

The man nodded, handed the letter in his hand to Li Zijin, and said, "Huairen, I miss you very much, this letter has actually been written a long time ago, but for various reasons, I have not been able to find a chance to entrust it to you." ”

Li Zijin took the letter, and was a little impatient to open the letter, but felt that it was rude, so he raised his head and waved it to the reader, and said gratefully: "Thank you, sir, for sending the letter." ”

The man waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, since the letter has been delivered, I should also leave." ”

The boy gestured at the gentleman again, and found that after the man got up and left the teahouse for a while, his figure gradually blurred, and finally disappeared.

Li Zijin thought about it, the other party should also be an immortal?

Hong Shao had never seen his senior brother look so excited, watching the young man in brocade clothes open the letter.

The girl just wanted to avoid it, but she didn't want to be stopped by Li Zijin, he said softly: "It's okay, let's watch together, this is the best friend of the senior brother's relationship." That guy of mine has been a scholar for more than ten years!"

The young man in a brocade robe sat down on the spot, leaning against a willow tree by the ferry, not caring about the dirt staining the brocade clothes, opening the letter and reading it carefully.

The letter is long.

It is much longer than the letter sent by Li Zijin to Li Huairen.

There was not a single word of flesh on the letter, but the young master of the county guard, who was not good at words, was already extremely numb just because he was willing to write such a long list of contents.

Li Zijin doesn't have many friends, maybe, there are only a few who can really make friends.

However, the young master of the county guard, Li Huairen, has even fewer friends, and he is the only one in the world.

Lu Zhixing, Li Zijin.

However, the former, although he grew up with two teenagers, is a woman, and it is difficult to say many things to him.

The person who really understands Li Huairen completely, thinking about it, is the only one in the world.

Li Huairen's best friend, only Li Zijin is alone.

The brocade-clothed young man even took off the sword behind him, put Cuiqu at his side, and read the letter slowly.

The little junior sister Hong Shao stayed by his side and looked at the contents of the letter with the senior brother.

A few months ago, Li Zijin sent two letters, one to Yunxia Mountain and the other to Daoxuan Academy.

However, in order not to worry the two friends, he didn't even leave a reply mantra, let alone choose to stay in the Flying Sword Hall of the Nightless Mountain.

But I never thought that I would receive a reply in the spring of the year.

The boy looked at the letter and smiled, like a child.