"Caichen. ”

After Li Ran left, Nie Xiaoqian's figure appeared in the room, dressed in white, like a fairy who landed in the mortal world, did not eat the fireworks of the world, hugged Ning Caichen with both hands from behind, leaned her head on Ning Caichen's back and showed a happy smile, since she left Lanruo Temple, she has been following Ning Caichen, because she has not yet cultivated the yang body, she can only come out at night, but she is very happy.

Feeling Nie Xiaoqian hugging him, Ning Caichen also showed a smile on his face, reached out and grabbed one of Nie Xiaoqian's hands, and pulled him into his arms from behind.

"What's wrong, what's the matter?"

Nie Xiaoqian saw Ning Caichen's slightly frowning brows and asked, although she spent most of her time cultivating in the heart of the millennium wood and didn't know the situation outside, she was very smart and good at observing words and feelings, and saw some emotions in Ning Caichen's eyes.

"Is it the old demon of Montenegro?"

Nie Xiaoqian asked, a little worried, although they escaped in Lanruo Temple, the old demon of Montenegro has always been like a big stone pressing on his heart, reminding them from time to time.

"Don't worry, it's not the old monster, if the old monster is coming, your husband and I won't run away early, and I can't beat that thing now. Holding Nie Xiaoqian's slender waist with both hands, he said with a smile: "Fujun is just thinking about the next thing, I killed the three monks of Shushan and Emei last time, I am afraid that it will not be long before Shushan and Emei will know, and there will be some trouble next." ”

"Shall we avoid it. Nie Xiaoqian's face was worried, Shushan and Emei, she still knew a little about these two sects.

"No, as long as it's not the Great Monk of the Yuan Shen who comes, Shushan and Emei, what are you afraid of, and this kind of character will not make a move under normal circumstances. ”

"However, there have been a lot of forces in Luoshui City recently, and there is no news from Liangzhou City, I guess that in the next few days, there will be big changes in Luoshui City, time also, life also, it is a troubled time, but also an opportunity, I plan to wait for a while, wait for the teacher to arrive, and see if I can gain something." ”

"Hmm. Nie Xiaoqian nodded obediently.

Subsequently, Ning Caichen let go of Nie Xiaoqian, put the paper on the table, and began to practice calligraphy, practicing calligraphy is secondary, the most important thing is to cultivate Wenqi, the last time in Lanruo Temple, the calligraphy left by Ji Yuan was completely destroyed when he dealt with the old demon of Montenegro, but he didn't

It's not that there is no gain, it seems to have peeked into the threshold of Confucianism, vaguely, he seems to have understood, but he can't grasp it, during this time, in his spare time, he will calm down and feel the tone, he feels that he has touched the threshold of Confucianism, but he has not taken the last step, he is eager to step out.

Time does not treat people, today's green words make him vigilant, all ants under the supernatural powers, only the achievement of martial arts supernatural powers, the great monk of the Yuanshen, the existence of the level of Confucianism, can it be said that he really stands at the peak of this world and dominates his own destiny, so he desperately hopes that he will take that step and achieve Confucianism, when the time comes, whether it is the old demon of Montenegro, Shushan, Emei, he is not afraid, and in troubled times, he has always had the heart of hegemony, but if there is no strength, how to talk about hegemony, he is not Liu Bang, although there is no supreme strength, but there is Zhang Liang, Han Xin, Xiao He and these awesome characters assist.

Moistening the pen inscription, his thinking slowly became ethereal, and Ning Caichen fell into the comprehension of the literary tone.

Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds. The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star. It is said that Haoran, full of gloom, righteousness, and righteousness are also the literati's comprehension of the literary atmosphere, there is a grass and a tree, a flower and a leaf, Even between the world and the world, everywhere, Ning Caichen has a guess, the so-called mighty long river, is the product of the gathering of righteousness between heaven and earth, and the realm of Confucianism, is to communicate the righteousness between heaven and earth, communicate with heaven and earth, just like a martial artist, the martial artist of the realm of martial arts and divine power opens up the three hundred and sixty-five points of the whole body, runs through the bridge of heaven and earth in the body, communicates with heaven and earth, detached from the body, breathes with heaven and earth, and carries the power of heaven and earth with every move; , extraordinary, is because it has been separated from the category of living beings, and is united with heaven and earth, and it seems that every move carries the power of heaven and earth

Ning Caichen felt carefully, fell into enlightenment, hoping to see through the way of Confucianism, he already felt that his literary qi had comprehended the strength bottle, although the martial arts cultivation has also achieved strength, but it has not yet reached the peak, and it is difficult to break through in a short time, so he is useless to the essence of life, he plans to wait for the martial arts cultivation to reach the peak, and then take the essence of life, and help himself break through the martial arts magic power in one fell swoop

Nie Xiaoqian stood quietly beside Ning Caichen, and did not make a sound, her red sleeves added fragrance, she used to be an official eunuch, and she was also a talented woman, she liked this atmosphere very much, and quietly watched Ning Caichen write poems and lyrics, and Ning Caichen's words were written with a literary atmosphere, which also had a good effect on her, she found that when she watched Ning Caichen write for the first time, she would feel uncomfortable all over, but gradually, with more time, she found that Wen Qi became less and less restrained to herself, and it also promoted the cultivation of her yang body

It was night, the moon and stars were scarce, a round of crescent moon hung high in the night sky, sprinkled with white silver light, the sky hung with sparse residual stars, the earth and mountains were clothed with a layer of silver-white gauze, at this time and even in the middle of the night, the Wang family, the whole house was extinguished, there was little sound, only the whistling of the night wind and the rustle of leaves.

In the room in the east wing, Wang Sheng slept on the bed

"Rustle!

Somehow, tonight he slept very unsteadily, always felt dazed, seemed to be asleep, and did not seem to be asleep, in a state of half-asleep, the wind outside the window was a little strong, and the branches outside the window rustled, which was annoying.

"Teacher, Teacher"

In the end, Wang Sheng woke up, opened his sleepy eyes, and touched the head of the bed, only to find that Master Ji who was sleeping next to him had disappeared for some time, leaving only a faint fragrance.

"Master!"

Wang Sheng sat up from the bed, looked around, and finally found through the white bed tent that a candle had been lit on the table by the window of the room, and Master Ji was combing his hair in the mirror in a bright red dress.

"Teacher"

Wang Sheng got up from the bed, got out of bed with his shoes on, and walked towards Master Ji, wondering what he was doing in the mirror in the middle of the night.

His eyes were a little worried, and he slowly walked to Master Ji's side and grabbed Master Ji's shoulders from behind-

"It's so late, what kind of hair are you combing? ”

Wang Sheng said, sniffing his nose on Master Ji's jet-black hair, and then looked at the pretty face of the beautiful woman in the bronze mirror, but at this glance, his body froze directly.

Shocked, sluggish, looking at the scene reflected in the bronze mirror, Wang Sheng seemed to have been immobilized as if he had been immobilized, and his body froze directly in place, as if a scoop of cold water had been poured on it in winter, and his whole body was cold, a huge fear, The coldness swept through the whole body, because in his sight, the scene in the bronze mirror was not the Ji Shishi in his memory at all, it was a pale face like white paper, and there were cracks crisscrossing like spider webs on it, the skin of the face was falling off piece by piece, and a large piece of hair in front of it was bare, like a large piece of scalp and hair falling out together, so it was extremely cold.

One hand was still combing his hair with a comb, but it could be seen that the hair and scalp had begun to peel off

"Husband, am I beautiful?"

Master Ji turned his head and asked Wang Sheng with a smile, but her face was already tattered, and her mouth was cracked, and this scene made people feel cold all over.

(PS: Chapter 1)