In the courtyard of the hospital, the scorching sun was scorching, and it was slaughtered.

Hiding in the branches of the trees, he had just stopped for a while, and seemed to be infected by this atmosphere, startling a piercing noise.

Sun Dayun, who was trembling with his legs, looked at the oppression from Lu Ji's understatement.

Looking at the appearance of this round-faced young man, Lu Ji suddenly smiled, "Count it as a gentleman, go and clean him." ”

turned around and walked out, before stepping out of the door, he turned his head and said, "If you don't want to die, don't make trouble, wait for Yunluo to wake up." ”

Sun Dayun, who was already holding the heart of death, stood dumbfounded, this is the end?

Did the second elder of the Lu family find out in his conscience?

He shook his head vigorously, refilled the water, and went to wipe Yunluo's body.

I don't know how many basins of blood water I changed before I finally wiped it clean.

There are hardly any intact parts of Yunluo's body, especially the injuries to his hands and feet.

Seeing that the corners of Sun Dayun's mouth kept twitching, tears fell down.

When he put the cloth towel basin away and came back, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

On Yunluo's body, some shallow wounds have begun to slowly scab over!

After the joy, Sun Dayun sat down on the edge of the bed, and kept muttering, perverted!

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On the top of Shigu Mountain, there are trees and flowers, Taoist temples, and thatched houses.

In the Taoist temple, Li Zhichuan had already slowly got up, walked to the door, looked at the old man who was wearing a shabby but clean and tidy Confucian shirt, walking slowly, and said with a smile: "Are you reluctant to change into a new dress?"

"It's all bad old men, poor and careful. The old man didn't have much respect for Li Zhichuan, and his mouth was curled.

Li Zhichuan turned his head to look at his junior brother, "You don't need me to introduce you, right?"

Lao Guan made a joke, "Zhang Manqing has seen Sect Master Zhuang. ”

The old man is the contemporary leader of Confucianism, Zhuang Jinju, who is seventh on the heavenly list.

Zhuang Jinju returned to Confucianism, "I will have to bother the old master more in the future." ”

A hint of doubt appeared on the face of Manqing, the old view of the truth-seeking view, what is there to bother?

But you can't ask here, so you take it away, "Sect Master Zhuang is serious, let's go in and say." ”

Walking into the view, it is still under the table of the ancient tree just now.

Li Zhichuan waved his hand to lay an enchantment to cut off all movement.

Looking at Zhuang Jinju's puzzled expression, Li Zhichuan spread his hands, "It's better to talk than nothing." ”

Zhuang Jinju laughed, and Zhang Manqing shook his head helplessly.

Zhuang Jinju suddenly looked up at the sky, and said lightly: "A few saints, guess what we are going to talk about?"

Li Zhichuan, who was smiling, stretched out his finger and nodded at him, "Why didn't I find you so crazy before?

"The old man is talking about juvenile madness!" Zhuang Jinju flicked his sleeves and began to communicate with the two of them in his heart.

On the edge of an unknown river, a fishing boat is rocking.

An old fisherman, with a flask in his hand and a fish basket beside him, was resting on the bulkhead with his legs crossed.

He suddenly snorted coldly, "I don't know how thick the sky is." ”

With a slight movement in his mind, he passed the news to the other three, and the four of them began to deduce the next situation together.

After a long time, he got up leisurely, rocked the oar, and the fishing boat slowly swam him towards his home.

The small fishing boat swayed to the shore, and the drunken old fisherman got off the fishing boat, his temples white, fortunately

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After working all year round, his body and bones are still healthy.

He put on a hat, carried a fish basket in his left hand, and a wine jug in his right hand, and walked towards the small hut on the shore.

The boat lies horizontally, and the hat hangs low.

In the hut, a young man walked out quickly, and quickly took the fish basket and wine jug with both hands.

The old fisherman entered, sat down on a wooden chair, and raised his eyelids, "How did you read your book?"

The young man nodded hurriedly, "Today is progressing very fast. ”

The old fisherman yawned, "You still have more than twenty days, do your own work." ”

After saying this, he fell into a deep sleep.

The young man quickly took a thin blanket from the bed, put it over the old fisherman's body, and went on reading.

He rubbed his eyes that were a little swollen, and said to himself, Yuan Wuji, don't forget the Yuan family's blood feud!

He regained a lot of energy and flipped through the books in front of him.

The secret conversation in the view of seeking truth finally ended, the two sent Zhuang Jinju away, came to the viewing platform in the view, looked at the confluence of the three rivers under the mountain, the clear water was turbulent, magnificent and magnificent, and the weather was thousands.

Li Zhichuan looked at his junior brother and asked with a smile, "What?"

Zhang Manqing nodded helplessly and called Qi Ziyi out.

Qi Ziyi was immersed in a kind of joy that was bright and bright, and Li Zhichuan opened a door for him that he had never thought of in just a few words.

In just a short period of time, he had already imagined countless bright futures, those that would be enough to fulfill his long-cherished wishes.

And the last sentence "unique face" mentioned by Li Zhichuan made his breathing a little stagnant every time he thought about it.

However, when he appeared in front of Li Zhichuan and Zhang Manqing, those excitement and excitement were well hidden, and his demeanor had become very humble.

Li Zhichuan still looked at the three rivers flowing at the bottom of the mountain, and said lightly, "Have you thought about it?"

Qi Ziyi glanced at the master, Zhang Manqing turned his head, and Qi Ziyi replied firmly, "Ziyi is willing to go to Tianjing City!"

Zhang Manqing sighed secretly and stopped talking.

Li Zhichuan turned his head and stared at Qi Ziyi's young face, "You are unknown, and you rashly went to Tianjing City, how to open up the situation?"

"First become famous, then raise hope, then build momentum, and then enter the palace with the trend. Obviously, Qi Ziyi had already thought about it.

Li Zhichuan nodded heartily, it seemed that he had indeed not seen the wrong person.

He motioned to Zhang Manqing with his eyes, and Zhang Manqing took out a person from a side room in the view with an expressionless face and threw it at Qi Ziyi's feet.

It was the ambitious Yunmeng Daze Ye Xiu Feng Jiao who wanted to go to Hengyang City to enjoy the blessings of the world.

"Since it was said that the church would support you, it is true. Li Zhichuan dusted his hands a little, "This person is a cultivator in the Xuanxuan Realm of Yunmeng Daze, who is lustful and lewd, and he has not been kidnapped and imprisoned in the cave mansion by a lot of local good families on weekdays, which is really a disaster for one party." ”

He looked at Qi Ziyi, "Have you figured out how to use it?"

Qi Ziyi nodded excitedly.

"Then this person will be handed over to you. Li Zhichuan stepped away, leaving space for the master and apprentice who were about to separate.

The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

Life is scattered and impermanent, but there is also a reason for it.

The river flows non-stop, the mountains are silent, only the wind blowing on the river and the mountains, playing the meaning of parting.

Qi Ziyi knelt down on his knees and knocked his head three times sincerely.

Staring at the face in front of him that he had relied on, then bored, but always familiar, his heart tightened slightly.

"Master, go in vain

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Finish. ”

Zhang Manqing turned his head away and waved his hand wordlessly.

Qi Ziyi stood up silently, took Feng Jiao, who was still unconscious, in his hand, and turned to leave.

Walking around the corner, he couldn't help but look back at his master who had raised him for more than twenty years.

Under the setting sun, Master's back seemed to be a little rickety.

He blinked vigorously and walked out.

The river does not stop, after all, it flows eastward.

The mountains are silent, and they are all passing by in a hurry.

Putting the dust into the square inch, Li Zhichuan came to the thatched house where Li Kuan once lived in seclusion with his hands behind his back.

It seems that I can see in front of me that in the many days and nights that have been, the scholar who has sat here,

It seems that you can hear the sound of the breeze turning the book, the chirping of birds and cicadas, and the sound of reading aloud accompanied by the reader.

Now, these voices are beginning to sound in Hengyang City.

Next, it will resound on this stone drum mountain.

In the end, whether it can be resounded in the whole world depends on this great change that has not been seen in a thousand years.

Walking out of the thatched house and walking through the door of the truth-seeking view, there is a wide cliff platform.

Li Zhichuan came to the edge of the mountain cliff and looked at the sky, vast and lofty;

looked at the ground, deep and simple;

Looking at Hengyang City under the mountain, looking at the complicated world in this world, people's hearts are ghostly, and education is flourishing.

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Three days later, Qi Ziyi, a Taoist priest of Shigu Mountain outside Hengyang County, Guiyang County, entered Yunmeng Daze alone, and killed Feng Jiao, Shangpinye Xiu Feng Jiao in Tongxuan Realm, and rescued dozens of women and nearly 100 slaves.

became famous for a while, and his deeds spread throughout the Chu country, becoming the dream lover of countless girls, and he was even more blue-eyed by Guiyang County, and the king of Chu personally received him.

Qi Ziyi gave up the glory and wealth in his hand, a Taoist robe, a dust, and went to Tianjing City.

The king of Chu sighed with emotion, repaired a book for him, and hurriedly sent it to Beijing.

Three days later, the stone drum mountain was crowded, and the groundbreaking ceremony of the Confucian stone drum academy was officially held.

Hengyang County ordered Yu Anshi to lead the officials in the city to come in person, and the Zheng family, the Li family, the Tian family, and the three important figures were all present.

Zhuang Jinju, the leader of Confucianism, witnessed it with his own disciples.

The first head of Shigu Academy was Li Kuan.

Zhuang Jinju personally wrote the plaque "The First Academy in the World" and handed it to Li Kuan, just waiting for the academy to be completed in the future, and it can be hung on the lintel.

This academy, which was praised by later generations as the first academy in the world and the foundation of the prosperity of Confucianism, accepted the first batch of ten disciples on this day.

Three days later, Shi Sheng, the head of the Fire Gate, was elected as the elder of Danding Cave, becoming the first elder under the age of twenty since the founding of the Danding Cave faction, one of the five sects in the world, and the first elder below the realm of knowing fate.

Qingxi Jianchi Chai Yupu personally came to congratulate.

This pair of former masters and apprentices, who had already become enemies, unexpectedly talked about each other.

Yu Zhi, the Taoist companion of Shi Sheng, was personally taught the best sword technique of Qingxi Sword Pool by Chai Yupu.

For a while, the cultivation world shook.

Three days later, Yunluo, who had recovered from his injuries, followed Lu Ji to the conference hall in the courtyard.

There were only seven people in the house.

Lu Ji, the second elder of the Lu family in Zhenjiang, Cui Xian, the second elder of the Cui family in Qinghe, Yuan Qin, the great elder of the Yuan family in Hunan, Wang Tai, the second elder of the Wang family in Beihai, Xie Bian, the third elder of the Xie family in Dongshan, and Liu Zhang, the elder of the Liu family in Xichuan.

And, the clouds fall.

Under Wang Tai's extremely suppressed resentful gaze, Yunluo sat down calmly.

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