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Back Mountain.

The ancient trees are swaying, and the clear stream is rapid.

The green water is divided into five circles, passing between the fine sand and white stones, the wind and smoke rise suddenly, the fog trees are opposite, the cranes are contending, and the empty valley responds.

Really, the high cliffs are deep and the damp is heavy.

Chen Yan walked on the mountain path, and with the technique of looking at qi, he could see that on the top of the mountain, a clear light was circling, flying up and down, and constantly beating.

The next moment,

As if sensing that someone was peeping, the qi that was originally rushing into the sky was closed, like an idle crane in the clouds, straight into the blue sky, and disappeared.

"Huh?"

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows, and the Nine Heavens Puhua True Form Diagram in his palm turned around, it was the first time he had seen such a keen person.

"How do I find this?"

Chen Yan thought about it, and his body was fluttering like green leaves, following the residual qi and going up.

Half an hour later, Chen Yan put away the treasure map and went down the mountain without looking back.

"Sure enough, it's mysterious, the dragon can't see the head but the end. ”

Chen Yan returned to the mansion, thought about it, simply stopped caring about it, and began to find A-Ying back, and then gathered people to take care of this big mansion that had not been lived in for a long time.

Money can make ghosts grind, and it won't take long for this house by the mountains and rivers to take on a new look.

in the main hall.

Bottle arrangement, Dingsheng sandalwood smoke.

Chen Yan sat on the wooden couch in the center, his soul contemplated the darkness, the darkness came, the darkness was deep, and there was no background.

"Duh,"

Chen Yan's heart turned, and a fine and dense seal text flew out of the darkness, and it changed and condensed into a spear, which was long and long, with a sharp tip, and a tail like a dragon, unstoppable.

Whoa,

As soon as the spear came out, it was murderous.

Chen Yan looked at the spear, but he was very dissatisfied, the shape but not the spirit, it seemed good, but there was no such depression and fear at all.

"Still won't work,"

Chen Yan dispersed the incomplete Sunless Spear, looked at the sky, and prepared the next plan.

Now it is the second stage of condensation of the essence and transformation of the gods, and it is only necessary to visualize step by step, attract power, strengthen the soul, and reach the realm of perfection to enter the third stage of fugue, and the yin spirit is out of the body.

Cultivation cannot be improved, and if you want to increase your strength at this stage, you have to expand your network and take root in the Fucheng Shilin.

"It's time to visit Choi Hak-jung. ”

Chen Yan made a decision and asked A-Ying to prepare gifts.

No matter in which world, the literati are the best at holding the party together, and the relationship between the seat and the teacher in the field is one of the most solid links in the intertwined root system of the huge Shilin literati.

For the children of poor families, the relationship between teachers and students in the field is even more important than the family relationship.

"Young Master,"

A-Ying pushed the door in and said, "The gift is ready." ”

"Hmm. ”

Chen Yan took the gift, told A-Ying a few words, and then fluttered his sleeves, walked out of the house, and walked towards the center of the city.

Cui Xuezheng lives in Ziyi Lane.

Gorgeously renovated and terraced terraces have been added.

The surrounding bamboo is beautiful, the scarlet peach is huge, the red smoke and green fog are beautiful.

Chen Yan came to the door of the mansion smoothly and reported his name and surname.

"It turned out to be Chen Gongzi,"

The people who can greet guests at the gate are people with flexible minds, and when they heard that the person who came was the head of the hospital examination, they were not embarrassed at all, and someone led them inside.

Not long after, Chen Yan saw Cui Xuezheng sitting under the flower tree in the courtyard.

"Student Chen Yan has met the teacher. ”

Chen Yan handed over the four-color gift to his subordinates, stepped forward and respectfully bowed to his disciples.

"It's Chen Yan,"

Cui Xuezheng, who has always been unsmiling, had a rare smile on his face, personally got up to help him up, looked him up and down a few times, and then said, "The article is well written, and the words are written even better." ”

The master praised it. ”

Chen Yan hurriedly humbled and said, "The students are still far behind. ”

"I didn't mean to compliment you. ”

Cui Xuezheng behaved very kindly, laughed constantly, and said, "I have invigilated a lot of college exams, and it is the first time I have seen such magnificent and vigorous brushwork, and I already have everyone's demeanor." ”

Other candidates who came early saw the two teachers and students talking and laughing happily, and then thought of their own experience, they all lamented in their hearts: why is the gap between people and people so big.

You must know that when they entered the door to meet the master, Cui Xuezheng didn't say anything about smiling, and he reprimanded them for a long time with a straight face.

"Don't bring any more gifts when you come to the door in the future. ”

Cui Xuezheng glanced at the four-color gifts in the hands of the people under him, and said, "I, who is a teacher, have the support of the imperial court, the support of the family, and the filial piety of the disciples, so there will be no shortage of them." ”

"You are from a poor family, and it is not easy to study than the children of these big clans, so you have to take care of yourself. ”

"In the future, if you can get a Xie Yuan, or Hui Yuan, it will be the best gift for the teacher. ”

Cui Xuezheng has said this part, Chen Yan can only make up his mind to ensure that he will perform well in the township examination and the general examination in the future and get a good result.

The surrounding candidates looked at it with envy and jealousy, such a diligent expectation, it can be seen that the teacher is really optimistic about Chen Yan, and how many benefits are there for the academic politics of a big state?

Fools understand!

Many people's minds turned, considering the curve to save the country, if they befriend Chen Yan and make him suitable in Cui Xuezheng, nothing else is extravagant, a position to lift people is not too much.

Let's say that Lu Qingqing has not been in Fucheng in recent days.

On this day, Lu Qingqing raised his slender jade hand, took off the jingling message on the Treasure Pavilion, and when he opened it, he immediately changed color.

"Chen Yan bought the Baishui Cloud Mansion?"

Lu Qingqing's long eyelashes jumped, her pretty face was very ugly, and she said, "With his temperament, he must get rid of the female ghost inside, but now it's a disaster." ”

After pacing back and forth for a few steps, Lu Qingqing gritted his teeth, made a decision, and said, "Chen Yan has already achieved the position of the head of the case, and he will definitely be proud of the spring breeze in the future on the road, if it was before." Now that there is Zhang Zongcang's idiot making trouble, he really needs the help of a new scholar like Chen Yan in the future. At this time, he can't be allowed to have an accident. ”

Thinking of this, Lu Qingqing rang the jade chime on the case, summoned the maid beside him, and ordered, "Turn back to Fucheng." ”

in an unknown space.

Deep darkness, dead silence, sinking, violent.

A figure sat on the throne, covered with a black robe, embroidered with ghosts on the top, and Shura on the bottom, and thousands of ghost faces flowing, like living creatures.

"Chen Yan,"

The figure shook his hand, the paper in his hand turned into ashes in the miserable white flames, he sneered a few times, and said, "I can't imagine that there are still people so bold, even the descendants of this seat dare to kill, if you don't break his body into ten thousand pieces, who will still put this king in the eyes in the future?"

"Chen Yan, you will definitely die. ”

The figure of the throne stood up, floated in the air, and with a wave of his hand, the mourning banner flew in, and then wrapped himself and fled into the distance.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]