Chapter 6: Is It Beautiful?
"We're going to enter the city, don't you take Yujun's divine sense?"
Approaching Luofeng City, Zhou Changting looked at Yun Yizi curiously, and he found that this Jade Monarch had opened his magic eyes from beginning to end.
The city is now home to monks from the three sects and hundreds of schools, and their divine senses sweep around, and it is easy to offend others.
Yun Yizi smiled bitterly: "I want to do it in the next, but I can't do it in the next." β
Zhou Changting understood, and said with a smile: "No wonder Yujun wants to come to Luofeng, it turns out that it is for this." β
It seems that Yujun is the eye of talent cultivation, and his eyes are blocked, and he can only use his divine sense to identify things for the time being.
Yun Yizi smiled, and it was a tacit acquiescence.
It's better to misunderstand, it's best to make up for it by yourself and save yourself from explaining.
Approaching the city gate, a tall figure in military armor walked over and stopped Yun Yizi and Zhou Changting.
Yun Yizi raised his eyes and saw a red and yellow gas rising into the sky, faintly killing shouts echoing around him, and he heard the roar of artillery fire, and the smoke of gunpowder was filled.
The person who came was not simple, and it was obviously a hundred battle generals who came out of the battlefield. Evil qi and merit are entangled with each other and cancel each other out. This general is worthy of admiration, only a general who fights for the people of the world will have this red and yellow accompanying aura.
"In Xia Song Yue, the general garrison of Luofeng City, I have seen two gentlemen. β
Zhou Changting replied: "Confucian Zhou Changting, Song Zongbing has something to advise?"
Song Yue turned his head to look at Yun Yizi and said, "This gentleman, is he going to enter the game too?"
Yun Yizi was about to open his mouth to explain, but Zhou Changting opened his mouth to explain for him first: "Yujun is only here as an observer, and he will not enter the game. β
Song Yue didn't have much expression on his face, and when he heard the answer, he turned sideways and got out of the way, just a routine question, after all, the rules are set by the three religions, and Confucianism, as one of the three religions, naturally won't slap himself in the face and break the rules first.
Luofeng City belongs to the territory of the Lieming Dynasty, and is also the hometown of Wu Wang, for 900 years, it has been smooth weather, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a paradise.
Until a year ago, there was news of Wu Wang's death in the cultivation world. Wu Wang himself, from that day on, left the old house in Luofeng City and lived in seclusion in the Luofeng Bamboo Forest outside the city, and after a year, he no longer asked about anything.
Before he lived in seclusion, there would not even be big insects in Luofeng City, but now, there are demons and evil spirits in the old forest less than a mile away from Luofeng City.
Before Wu Wang had fallen, the realm of Luofeng City was dyed with a layer of blood.
This situation did not improve until the representatives of the three sects and hundreds of schools came over. But they all came with a mission, and unless they were blocked by demons, they wouldn't make a move at all.
This city was of great significance to the Lieming Dynasty, so Song Yue had to be sent in advance to guard it.
The first is to prevent evil spirits from causing chaos, and the other is to deter those who try to fish in troubled waters.
The three religions may abide by the rules, but the hundred schools are not necessarily.
Entering the city, Zhou Changting sighed: "This Lieming Dynasty is really full of martial virtues, and a Luofeng City can even send a martial artist from the Eight Realms to guard it." β
Yun Yizi has no cultivation and can't see through any realm, in the face of this kind of topic, he can only nod his head in response, uh-huh, you're right, I agree.
"You Confucianism is not bad, you sent two gentlemen over, is this to eat double?"
Yun Yizi looked for the sound, only to see a purple figure walking slowly, the left chest of the figure, printed with a strange golden Fusang tree, hanging on the top of the ten rounds of dark sun, each round of dark sun, seems to be trapped in a three-legged golden crow.
Faintly, you can still hear the golden crow screaming.
γPortrait: Fusu (???)γ
[Title: ???]
[Origin: Yin and Yang Family (???)]
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Good guys, almost all question marks.
"Is it pretty, do you want to touch it?"
The figure stood in front of Yun Yizi, and his tone was frivolous, like a turtle slave soliciting customers at the gate of the Qinglou.
Yun Yizi retracted his gaze and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, the law eye is newly repaired, and I can't take it." I don't mean to offend fellow Daoists, and I ask for forgiveness. β
Yun Yizi can't control this kind of behavior, because his sight is like this, passive skills, and he can't control it. If you close your eyes, you can close them, but you will really be blind.
"Master, I passed by a mourning hall, said at the door that the deceased would rest in peace, and then ran in to open the coffin board of the deceased, and after looking at the remains, I said again without offending, this gentleman, do you think the master did the right thing?"
The figure's voice was slightly hoarse, and the tone was not mixed with too much emotion, and it was very flat. Yun Yizi couldn't see the figure's expression, but he could feel the malice emanating from him.
"Fusu, do you Yin and Yang family people like Yin and Yang weirdness so much?"
Zhou Changting blocked in front of Yun Yizi, with a strong aura in his chest, ready to go.
Fu Su sneered, took a step forward, stretched out his head at Zhou Changting, and looked at Zhou Changting with a side face defiantly: "Is the second gentleman going to beat me?" β
"Fusu, it is forbidden to make trouble in the city. β
Song Yue strode from the gate of the city, and his tall body was between Fusu and the Zhou Chang Pavilion.
Fusu retracted his head and leaned back slightly: "General Song, you can't tarnish people's innocence out of thin air." That gentleman used the law to peep at the master, and the master can't find him to theorize?"
Song Yue swept towards Yun Yizi expressionlessly.
"This matter is the fault of the people, and I am here to make amends to the prince of Fusu. Yun Yizi once again admitted his mistake and apologized.
Fu Su leaned back: "If the master doesn't accept it, will Confucianism take advantage of the situation to oppress people?"
Zhou Changting didn't speak, his right hand was backpalmed, and a three-foot long sword appeared out of thin air, and the mighty qi in his chest rose into the air.
"We Confucians like to go straight, Fusu, and say things directly, if it doesn't make sense, let's see the truth under our hands. β
Although Yun Yizi was at fault in this matter, Yun Yizi apologized twice, and Fusu still didn't give up, and didn't say how to solve it.
For this kind of player, Confucian gentlemen generally choose to press the other party to the ground and beat him, and then reason with him.
Fusu smiled: "General Song, do you see, this is Confucianism, it's really domineering." β
Song Yue's face still didn't have much expression, and he said in a deep voice: "If you can't talk, please ask the three of you to move outside the city." β
"Alas, our Yin and Yang family background is not as good as Confucianism, we can't afford to provoke it, we can't afford to provoke it. β
Fusu put his hands behind his back and muttered and turned away.
Song Yue saw that the matter was over and returned to the city gate.
Zhou Changting withdrew his sword and patted Yun Yizi on the shoulder: "Don't care, Fusu is so crazy on weekdays." β
Yun Yizi didn't know what to say, so he could only thank him: "Thank you Zhou Jun a lot." β
"Everyone is a Confucian disciple, so there is no need to be so polite. Zhou Changting waved his hand and said, "But your magic eye is indeed a trouble." β
Now that the city is mixed, if you meet a few more players like Fusu, it will be troublesome. Although Confucianism is not afraid of things, it will not take the initiative to make trouble, Yun Yizi's eyes have to find a way to suppress it.
"Let's find an inn to settle down in first, and talk as we go. β
Yun Yizi nodded and followed behind Zhou Changting.
"You just saw the Fuso wood on Fusu's chest, right?" Zhou Changting walked ahead and suddenly asked.
"Yes. Yun Yizi responded.
Zhou Changting said thoughtfully: "Then your magic eye is quite special, no wonder it can't be closed." Ordinary eyes can't see this. β
Yun Yizi asked, "Is there a way to solve it?"
"The eyes of the heart look at the world, and the relationship is born from the heart. Zhou Changting muttered, and said: "Your magic eye, if I guess correctly, it is a heaven-given eye of the heart, which can observe the true appearance of all things." If it is forcibly closed, I am afraid that it will backfire itself. If the Taoist Dream Butterfly disciple is here, there may be a way, but unfortunately the Taoist is an evil cloud Taoist this time. β
"Tuesday more, why am I sorry?"