At the end of the bamboo forest,

Yao Zhenyi stood on the top of the slope and looked at the past, where a huge city with an incomparably ancient atmosphere was located in the distance. That's Shuhai City!

There is no other road around the ancient city except for a road that runs through a straight line, there are rivers in a radius of hundreds of miles, and dozens of light boats can be vaguely seen on the river, and birds are flying slowly flying high in the sky.

Then turn your head to look to the northwest, there are several towering mountains standing in the distance, halfway down the mountainside there are terraced fields like steps, and from a distance, a few small figures are bending down to farm in the terraces.

It's almost sunset,

The clouds on the horizon are red, and among those mountains, the sunset slowly falls like a pearl in the dragon's mouth, and the breeze is breezy between dusk.

The boy stood at the top of the road and looked at the beautiful scenery, his eyes suddenly closed, and a wonderful feeling appeared in his heart.

Yao Zhenyi's mind calmed down, and the dantian in the small world of the human body suddenly seemed to be irrigated by a long river, and the aura of heaven and earth was surging, and the round dantian aura in his body rose rapidly.

The young man's shirt swayed lightly in the wind, and the red gourd on his waist swayed gently with the wooden card.

Xiao Ling'er stood behind him, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the pair of water spirits, and he was a little surprised in his heart, son, he, is he about to break the realm?

She knew that some people would sense the breath of heaven and earth, but the realm of the prince was only in the qi refining period, could he really be a genius seed from a certain immortal mountain?

With the girl's unique supernatural powers, she naturally already knew Yao Zhenyi's realm, but what she didn't understand was that usually only those blessed great monks would have this ethereal so-called understanding.

Yao Zhenyi was still immersed in it, the light of the rice grains in the small world of the human body shone brightly, and the aura between the meridians flowed desperately, like a long dragon swimming all over the body.

At this moment,

Outside the sky, a figure that overwhelmed those terrifying creatures outside the void at the cost of attrition itself, and the figure sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, and the darkness around him that was extremely black was slowly receding.

The middle-aged Confucian with gray temples sat cross-legged in the void, his hands hanging on his legs, and he smiled slightly and spit out a word, "Good." ”

Just as this word blurted out, the terrifying aura around them turned out to be bee chrysalis, wanting to eat this cross-legged figure sitting with his back to them, as if he had seen delicious food.

It's a pity that the figure is as steady as a rock, immobile as a mountain, no matter how they hit, they can't break through!

......

Room

Just when the words of the middle-aged Confucian fell, the heavens and the earth were all working together, and the clouds that were originally as calm as water actually rolled up, and the breeze gradually rose.

The young man was dressed in a Confucian shirt fluttering up, and the girl behind him gently pulled the green silk on her sideburns, and her eyes contained an indescribable look.

At this moment, the tumbling clouds slowly calmed down, but there was still a breeze blowing.

After a while, Yao Zhenyi opened his eyes, felt the aura in the small world of his body, and smiled slightly.

In the middle of the Qi Refining Realm, this is still the result of his desperate suppression, and if he rises too fast, it will be virtual and unreal, which is not good.

"Childe, but you broke the realm?"

Just as he was thinking, Xiao Ling'er Lianbu behind him stepped forward lightly, turned his head sideways and smiled at him and asked.

Yao Zhenyi chuckled, "Well... Sort of. ”

Xiao Ling'er nodded obediently, put her long fingers behind her back with her fingers interlocked, and jumped forward on tiptoe.

When Yao Zhenyi saw this scene, he couldn't help but lose his mind.

In the depths of his heart, there was a faint sigh of a woman.

A touch of sword light suddenly fell, and in the well in his heart, the black python that was originally swimming directly fell into the golden ocean, and a terrible sound sounded, the black python trembled after a sword, but it wanted to cry without tears in his heart, it naturally knew who cut this sword light, the master who couldn't be provoked...... But the problem is that it doesn't do anything?!

Could it be that his wandering posture is too ugly, or is that he already trying to kill himself?!

Thinking of this, the black python hurriedly drilled into the golden ocean, and made up its mind that it would be better to come out and hang out less......

"Childe, let's go~"

The girl heard no footsteps behind her, so she turned her head to Yao Zhenyi, stuck out her tongue playfully, and laughed like a silver bell.

Yao Zhenyi came back to his senses and blushed rarely, but his face was relatively dark, so it was difficult to see if he didn't look carefully.

He shook his head with a smirk, then lifted his foot to follow the girl's footsteps.

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Baiju Town,

Since the opening and closing of the cave on that day, the gate of the town has never seen the janitor who is drunk every day, but there is an interesting "scenery" missing, and after a long time, people have gradually forgotten about it, only the bench is still placed there with its back against the stone pillar, watching the sun rise in the east and go away at sunset.

It's just strange that Mr. Su from the academy is also missing.

It is said that the middle-aged Confucian with gray temples went out to visit friends, and he couldn't come back for three or five years, and the people in the town couldn't help but feel a little sad after hearing about it.

After that, the Han Dynasty sent an old master, saying that he would take over Mr. Su's position, which made the people in the town feel a little more at ease.

It's just that the Mengtong don't like this new old master, he is fierce when he teaches! And he looks old-fashioned on weekdays, if he can't memorize the book, he has to beat the palm of his hand with the long ring ruler, but it hurts, and it's not as good as that Mr. Su at all......

At the beginning, when the parents of the Mengtong heard about this, they went to the old master in private, and begged if they could be more relaxed, after all, they were still children.

Who knew that after the old master heard this, his eyebrows raised and he was laughed directly, and then he scolded in disregard of etiquette, "The old man is not as good as that Su Qingyi, but he must be regarded as a serious teacher, you can do it?!

In the end, the people who went all sighed and left, muttering in their hearts, if you don't give it, you won't give it, as for the saliva spraying people's faces, you are still a scholar......

What no one knew was that after the men had left, the old master sat alone in his chair in a daze, and then got up and pulled out a white-edged picture scroll from a box.

The old master opened the scroll, and his old face was constantly smiling, and his eyes were like crying and laughing, and he muttered, "Good, very good, this is how a scholar should be." ”

I saw that in that picture scroll, Hao Ran wrote the four big characters "There is spring in the world", and between the lines it was like a spring breeze and drizzle warming people's hearts, just like the middle-aged Confucian with gray temples, treating people like a spring breeze......

Taomu Lane in the south of Baiju Town,

Today, the pitiful class owner ushered in a distinguished guest, who made an exception and did not sing on stage, but received this distinguished guest in a teahouse.

I saw that on the teahouse, an elegant man in a jade-colored robe sat on a chair, holding a cup in his right hand, and was watching the tea leaves in it precipitate and float again, and the tea leaves in the water were like people in the world, rising and falling.

The pitiful master sat opposite, raised the teacup with his left hand and blew lightly, and his right hand sleeve robe was raised to cover his face and take a sip.

The taste is good, but the heat is a little worse.

As a person of literature in the past, he has always paid attention to the three categories of tea review, tea viewing, and tea tasting, depending on the shape and color of the tea, once the tea is brewed, the shape will change greatly.

The best of these are certain characteristic teas, which are highly tender, with buds and leaves, and are slim and graceful in the tea.

Putting down the teacup, the pitiful class leader looked at the elegant middle-aged man opposite and asked with a smile, "Is this tea okay?"

Hearing this,

The vassal king Gao Yuan glanced at the cup of tea in his hand, and then smiled lightly at him, "This king doesn't understand the way of tasting tea, so naturally he can't compare to you." ”

This elegant middle-aged man, Hao Ran, is the vassal king of the Han Dynasty, Gao Yuan, one of the martial artists of the Nine Realms.

The poor class leader smiled suspiciously and asked, "Is there anything else you don't understand?"

Gao Yuan shook his head and smiled, "There are thousands of strange things in the world, this king doesn't understand, isn't it normal, Xun Jin, do you say that what this king said is right." ”

The pitiful class master who was called Xun Jin by Gao Yuan was the vassal king Xun Jin who escaped in the Daxun Dynasty in the past!

In the past, the Great Xun Dynasty was destroyed, and Xun Jin was disheartened.

After that, he came to the Baiju Town of the Han Dynasty and became the pitiful class master who sang the song of the dead country.

Xun Jin smiled bitterly, has he been found after so many years?

So he slowly spoke, "I haven't asked about the world for many years, if the vassal king is worried, he will leave the Han Dynasty tomorrow." ”

Who would have thought, Gao Yuan shook his head, and then chuckled, "This king has long known your identity, and even the one who is thousands of miles away has already known, and this king is here today only for two things." ”

Xun Jin said bitterly, "I don't know what it is." ”

Gao Yuan stood up, walked to the platform, put his hands behind his back, and turned his back to the man who was also a vassal king in the past, "This king is here for the god armor of the Daxun Dynasty. ”

Hearing this, Xun Jin lost his voice in surprise, "Shenren A?

Before the fall of the Daxun Dynasty, it was indeed by chance to obtain an ancient parchment, which recorded the production method of the "Shenren Armor", but because the materials required were too expensive, and the Daxun Dynasty at that time emphasized literature and light on military force, so it gave up manufacturing.

Xun Jin could have handed over the parchment, but he had some doubts in his heart, could it be that this vassal king of the Han Dynasty had a premeditated plan? But he suddenly thought bitterly, even if he had a premeditated plan, what would he do? He was just a man who had lost his country......

Gao Yuan still had his back to him, and when he heard this, he still chuckled with an unchanged expression, "Xun Jin, you're too worried." The ambition of this king is not on the temple, but on the path of martial arts. ”

When the former emperor of the Han Dynasty passed away, he intended to hand over the throne to him, but Emperor Gao Xuan, who is now His Majesty the Emperor, also had this idea, but he rejected it.

In terms of military merit and prestige, if he wanted to, he would have sat on that dragon chair a long time ago, but this was not what he wanted.

Only by climbing to the top of the mountain and walking to the end of the road of martial arts is his long-cherished wish!

Xun Jin then asked again, "What about the second thing?" ”

Gao Yuan turned around this time and asked with a smile, "This king is curious, don't you want to look at the pear blossoms in that hometown again?"

"Bang!"

As soon as the words fell, the teacup in Xun Jin's hand slammed to the ground, only to see him trembling all over, raising his head, staring at the elegant middle-aged man in front of him in disbelief......

afterward

When the two of them came down from the teahouse, the vassal king walked to the carriage that had already stopped on the side, paused, and then smiled without looking back, "Before sunset, this king is waiting for you here." ”

With that, he stepped into the carriage and sat down.

Xun Jin didn't say anything more, but walked towards Taomu Lane in despair......

Since that day, the pitiful class master of Taomu Lane has also disappeared, and there is an additional Confucian strategist beside the vassal king Gao Yuan.