"It's Senior Brother Xi's voice!"

An Jin's face changed, and he turned around and hurriedly walked back!

"What's going on?" Zhen Zhizuo was also surprised, and there was an anxious look in his eyes.

This time, the Eastern Capital School gathered together and sent disciples to Xingjing to the west, and the reason was a letter from Mr. Da Chen.

A year ago, Mr. Da Chen arrived in Xingjing, and this Buddhist family from the west confirmed what he had learned, and when Qiu Yan and others arrived in the Eastern Capital and discussed the Tianli Pavilion with He Shuchang, Mr. Da Chen was still in Xingjing to argue with the people of that sect, so he did not show up.

The two sides used their own ideas to confirm and refute with each other, and later, Mr. Da Chen found a lot of things worth learning from the other party's doctrine, and simply lived in the temple and talked with the three monks from time to time.

However, half a month ago, before and after that meeting, the luck and thoughts in Xingjing City suddenly changed rapidly, and ripples spread all over the void, affecting all kinds of order, and even making the seekers inside and outside the city gain to varying degrees.

The "seeking the Tao" here does not refer to the narrow sense of cultivation, but to the pursuit of the supreme truth of heaven and earth.

Afterwards, Mr. Da Chen sent a letter to Dongdu and asked the people from Dongdu to come over, wanting to take advantage of his feelings to teach him.

At that time, Dongdu had just experienced the Shilin catastrophe, and many scholars who had entered Shilin had serious soul injuries after returning, and it was difficult for them to come back to their senses without a few years of cultivation.

This matter was known to Da Chen, who knew that there was a set of methods to repair his mind and settle his mind in this Dafan Temple, and he was reminded by the three monks, so he mentioned it in his letter.

In this way, it finally led to a situation in which several schools of thought came together.

The people who have entered the Shilin are all the leaders of various schools and the seeds of reading. Yu can't let them get tired in public or private, but there are still many interests behind it, which also makes several academies scruples, and the most important point is not to be bewitched by Da Chen.

Confucianism and Taoism are different from monasticism.

Cultivators, secret books, and exercises are the foundation of the sect, and cannot be disclosed at will, and are often regarded as sect secrets. It is easy not to show people, and only the most core heirs can be cultivated.

However, the academic school is different, and its purpose is to advocate what they have learned, and the more people who know the Tao, the better, even if they are not people of their own school. It is also possible that because of one or two lectures, I will yearn for and resonate. After the most reluctance, he was indoctrinated.

Such an example. It is not uncommon in history, due to the unstable inheritance of many schools, after the death of one or two great Confucians and grandmasters, they immediately dispersed, and the disciples of the disciples were absorbed by other schools.

This time, many schools in the Eastern Capital sent people over. There are also such worries, so they have left their hands behind, otherwise wouldn't it be equivalent to cultivating talents for other schools?

For example, in the Jiuyuan Academy, the back hand is hidden on An Jin and Xi Muyuan, who are the leaders.

But people are not as good as heaven. That Xi Muyuan had already injured his physical vitality, but on the way to the west, he encountered another accident, which caused his condition to deteriorate, and it was difficult to get out of the car now.

Speaking of Xi Muyuan, I have to mention the Xingtan Theory.

With the beginning of the examination, the Xingtan Dao officially came to an end, this time, many students, Confucian students from all over the sage hall into the forest, with the soul roaming, encountering the mystery, the harvest in the forest, is far from what mortals can imagine.

However, the risks are also very alarming, and there are even other ministries and continents entering the country, secretly using cruel hands, forcing several academies to send elites into the academy again, in order to reduce losses, and Xi Muyuan is one of them.

After experiencing many twists and turns, Xi Muyuan actually made great contributions in Shilin, at least on the surface, he saved many academy disciples, became a hero, and left a little favor.

In this way, even if Zhen Zhizuo was a disciple of Tianli Academy, he had to treat him politely, and he didn't dare to let his condition deteriorate.

Unexpectedly, when I finally arrived at the place, an accident happened.

Xi Muyuan screamed, he had his senior brother An Jin to take care of, Zhen Zhizuo was inconvenient to go over, he thought about it, remembered the cause and effect, and asked the little novice: "Dare to ask the little brother, who is taking care of the patients in the car?"

Xiao Shami obviously had not experienced such a formation, and when he saw sweat on his head, he hurriedly replied: "It's a few of my senior brothers, all of whom know a little about Buddhism and martial arts, and know etiquette, so I was going to rush to congratulate the new champion, but when I went out, I changed my itinerary temporarily and came to greet you." In the words, he tried his best to explain clearly, in case Zhen Zhizuo misunderstood.

"Congratulations to the new champion?" Zhen Zhizuo chuckled in his heart, faintly feeling bad, but continued to ask, "The new champion, every three years, do you have to celebrate it every year?"

"I don't know much about this, after all, I only started in the past two years," Xiao Shami touched his bare head, showing an apologetic expression, "However, I think it's to spread the Buddha's light, I heard from the senior brothers that several masters have accumulated good everywhere in order to spread the Buddha's light, but with little success, so this is to celebrate the champion, maybe it's to make friends." ”

Xiao Shami's age is not very old, and Qiu Yan was still a student in his previous life, but in this world, he has to learn to support his family very early, because he also has an understanding of the rules between people, and he is not ignorant.

"Do you advocate for the school of communication?" Zhen Zhizuo does not have a deep understanding of Buddhism, but still thinks from the perspective of Confucianism.

However, his thoughts were soon interrupted by the next sentence of the little novice-

"By the way, your old gentleman, who discussed Buddhism with the three masters, also sent someone to send a congratulatory gift, you might as well ask him directly. ”

"What?" Zhen Zhizuo was stunned when he heard this, his face changed suddenly, as if he had encountered something incredible, "You said that Teacher Da Chen also sent someone to congratulate the champion?"

"yes, what's so strange?" Xiao Shami didn't expect Zhen Zhizuo's reaction to be so big, and he was really taken aback, thinking that he had said something wrong.

Strange of course!

What is Mr. Da Chen's identity?

What is the identity of the champion of today's department?

Da Chen, known as the living sage, is not comparable to the champion every three years.

"The teacher sent a congratulatory gift to Qiu Yan, how can Qiu Yan be qualified to accept it?" This question haunted his heart, not that Zhen Zhizuo had the intention to belittle Qiu Yan, but that the matter was too impactful and difficult for him to understand.

Suddenly, Zhen Zhizuo remembered Zhang Cheng and his party on the road when he came.

"Zhang Cheng also said that they were ordered by Mr. Taixu to congratulate, the monks of the Dafan Temple can discuss with Teacher Da Chen for a long time, obviously not ordinary people, they also sent people to congratulate Qiu Yan, it is too strange!"

Thinking about it, an idea came to his mind, which startled Zhen Zhizuo, and he suddenly remembered that Xu Shi, the master of Chongli Academy, when he was a scholar a few years ago, several schools in the Eastern Capital also sent people to celebrate, and since then, Xu Shicai has been officially called a great Confucian and a grandmaster.

"Do you mean...... Although Qiu Yan is extremely talented, it is impossible for him to get to that point easily, at least for ten years!

Zhen Zhizuo personally entered Shudi, met Qiu Yan, and presided over the ceremony, wanting to welcome him into Tianli Academy, although he failed to do so, but in terms of understanding Qiu Yan, it is not comparable to ordinary people, it can be said that he watched Qiu Yan go all the way, and his skills were shocking to the Eastern Capital.

However, thinking about it, he was a little unsure, and remembered that after Qiu Yan painted, Jiuhuayan was ancient.

The nine paintings, each of which is amazing, combined together, can better explain the scene of antiquity, so that many great Confucians, grandmasters, are amazed, replaced by others, almost unimaginable.

"It's not impossible to enter the country like this. ”

At this time, An Jin's anxious voice came from the side, and when he looked at the sound, he could see a young man in his twenties, holding a carriage, struggling to move around, his face was pale, he could see the green tendons and blood vessels under the skin, he was out of breath when he walked, and his steps were staggering, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

This person is Xi Muyuan, a person who is famous in the Eastern Capital, but he is extremely haggard now, his eyes are bloodshot, and he wants to break free from An Jin's hands.

With his current physical condition, he didn't know where he got the strength, although he couldn't shake off the latter, he also took a few steps forward, stared at the little novice, and asked in a hoarse and deep voice: "Say! Who is the champion of Jinke?"

His appearance frightened Xiao Shami a lot, but when he was stared at by those bloodshot eyes, Xiao Shami still replied tremblingly: "Listen...... I heard that it was Qiu Yan from Jiannan Province. ”

Qiu Yan ...... Qiu Yan ......"

Chewing on the name, Xi Muyuan's pale face was unusually flushed with a little blush, and An Jin secretly said that it was not good, and he had the heart to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start.

"I thought that this time I fought to the death in Shilin, I could catch up with some of them, and wash away the shame at least twice, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect ......"

Before he finished his words, a bald man walked out of the courtyard, saluted everyone, looked in the direction of the convoy, noticed a few figures, and immediately frowned: "The matter here will be handled by me, you go to celebrate the new champion first, the three masters and Mr. Chen are still waiting for a reply!"

As soon as he said this, he heard a "poof", the blood on Xi Muyuan's face faded, he opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow, and he fell down with his head up.

When he fell, he never got up again, causing chaos in the convoy.

In the chaos, no one noticed that in Xi Muyuan's eyes that could not be closed, a little light and shadow flickered, and his soul came out of his shell, quickly becoming pitch black and sinking into the dirt.

On the other side, in the carriage that Xi Muyuan was riding, a crystal clear bead rolled out from the corner, and a beautiful shadow slowly condensed, it was actually a woman, with a slender tail bent and flicked behind her back.

"It's really useless, to die so soon!

The mind turned, and the pupil in the woman's eyes suddenly became a vertical line! (To be continued......)

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