Princess Cui casually put the book into the nearby bookshelf, and when she turned sideways, it was exquisitely curved, plump and attractive, and a natural flow, pouring down from head to toe.

She obviously looks indifferent, but she seems to be more beautiful than the most moving Qinglou in the world, the woman who knows the man's mind the most, and the hardest scratching her head and making gestures, all of which have infinite charm.

Chen Qingniu calmed down a little and frowned, Gu Fengxiang, who was the head of the seven phases of the Tantric Ming Concubine, according to the records, is indeed an outstanding Ding Furnace stunner, but is it really so tempting?

Chen Qingniu stomped his feet lightly, and instantly the sea of qi boiled, using the unique method of Confucianism to steam dreams, bless his divine sense, open his eyes and look around, chasing clues.

At this time, in the vast sea of books, this technique is the most appropriate.

As far as the eye can see, there are four or five bookshelves that are extremely clean and almost dusty, and it is obvious that this is the reason why Princess Cui often extracts books and flips through them.

In more places, the dust distribution that ordinary people can't reach with the naked eye, the thickness and depth are extremely uneven, and the only rare book in the opposite position should be her occasional lucky book.

But in a few places, the five finger prints are particularly dazzling, which is obviously inconsistent with Princess Cui's slender fingers, which may be the interest of the vassal king Zhu Hongying, taking advantage of her on the third floor to worship the Buddha and recite the scriptures, to visit here, bored, and flip through the book.

Although these traces are extremely subtle, they still do not go beyond the scope of the real thing, and the scene that Chen Qingniu is more concerned about is the more than a dozen golden air currents slowly flowing in this floor of the study building, like a long snake floating in the air, large or small, long or short, and the color is also divided into shades, among which the light gold is the majority, they sometimes pass by, sometimes hovering and staggering, sometimes gathering into a group, strange and strange, and so on.

But the more treacherous sight was yet to come, when these long snakes occasionally swam towards the window or hit the wall, the moment they touched, the window and the wall would stir up a burst of silver ripples, and the long snake had to return after hitting the wall again and again.

Chen Qingniu imprinted the tracks of those golden snakes into his mind one by one.

The elite of the Xiliang army used the Zhushen crossbow to shoot the Shanghu mother Jiao, the pond koi where he lived before, and the golden air flow snake that filled the library.

It's really a wave of unevenness.

Chen Qingniu closed his eyes, and after opening them bitterly, everything was as before, glanced at the vibrant spring lake scenery outside the window, and muttered with a wry smile: "Mrs. Fan, I really told you, when you don't cultivate, there is no cultivator in the world, and when you start to practice, you will feel that there are fellow Taoists all around." ”

Princess Cui didn't know what Chen Qingniu was doing, but the woman's intuition told her that the color embryo immortal master in front of her, who was the least afraid of competing for backers, was probably going to break the jar and fall, and the lice were not afraid of biting.

Chen Qingniu suddenly asked, "Zhu Hongying, what kind of character is it?"

Princess Cui looked embarrassed, stumbling, and didn't know how to speak.

Chen Qingniu said empathetically: "Aside from your husband and wife relationship, you only look at this vassal king from the perspective of a bystander. ”

Princess Cui was relieved and said categorically: "The inner saint and the outer king!"

Chen Qingniu waited for a long time, but she didn't follow, and wondered: "That's it?"

Princess Cui asked rhetorically, "This is not enough?"

Chen Qingniu couldn't cry or laugh.

Princess Cui didn't feel that she was perfunctory at all, and said eloquently, "Zhu Hongying has removed the status ......of a vassal king, and is even more famous for being a peerless Confucian general in the dynasty, it is obvious that Zhu Hongying has achieved perfection in the realm of transformation whether it is cultivation or cultivation."

Hearing such a layman's description, Chen Qingniu couldn't help but laugh, and interrupted with a smile: "Zhu Hongying has read a lot, I don't dare to deny it, but if you want to say how extraordinary his martial arts cultivation is, I really don't believe it, especially the four words of the Perfection Transformation Realm, you must not use it indiscriminately, among the monks, it is often used to describe a martial artist who is like a mountain across the mountain, and the great master who has reached this height, unless it is a handful of Ascension Realm monks who come forward to suppress it, let alone a Vermilion Bird Dynasty, it is a dynasty with many dynasties, In the southern Zhanbu Continent, where hundreds of countries are competing for deer, no one can stop Zhu Hongying's way. As for your so-called 'inner saint and outer king', maybe your statement is in line with the world's conditions, but it may not be applicable to our group of people, only the word 'inner saint', the Jisui Xue Palace, which has been dedicated to the Confucian ancestor for generations, in order to explain clearly, I am afraid that at least hundreds of thousands of words of scriptures and classics have been written, most of which involve qi cultivation and cultivation, and they are all forbidden to be passed on, and naturally even the children of wealthy lords like you cannot contact them. ”

Chen Qingniu said softly: "Benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, and benevolence, are called gentlemen." Virtue-based, with the Tao as the door, it is called a saint. On top of this, it is the most holy teacher, in today's world, the number of Confucian saints is less than five fingers, and the Jisui Academy has established relatively few academies in Nanzhan Buzhou, so there is no holy seat, and among the three of our Suzaku Dynasty's Taishi Pang Bing, the Great Sui Chess Saint Yu Shinan and the Later Tang Dynasty Grandmaster Wei Qingde, there may be a holy one. The gentleman, the saint, and the most holy are the three realms of the last head of the Confucian monks, the gentleman holds the national authority, the saint holds the constitution of heaven in his mouth, and the holy words follow the law!

Chen Qingniu glanced at Princess Cui, "In my eyes, Zhu Hongying is a Confucian gentleman who cultivates to death, and he is far from being called an inner saint and an outer king." ”

Chen Qingniu couldn't help but quipped: "If Zhu Hongying is really as you said, he is not only the monk realm of the inner saint and the outer king, but also the martial arts realm that has reached the pinnacle, then let alone me, even if he wants to kill the one who wears a dragon robe and sits on the dragon chair, he can easily crush him to death with just one finger." ”

The most powerful thing about the Grandmaster of Stops is not that the physical body is invincible, and it is not that the fists are indestructible, but that after killing someone, he can be like the Grandmaster of the Soldier Family, completely ignoring the luck riddled with luck, and all of them will be directly shattered, which is not reasonable at all.

Once you get involved in cause and effect, or fate is entangled, even if you are a saint of the three sects, you have to work hard, peel off the cocoon, and get rid of those qi numbers like appendages little by little.

For this reason, I don't know how many scholars of the heavens and the great monks of the hundred schools of thought, in vain, tried to solve the mystery, but there was never a convincing statement.

Princess Cui sneered: "Then how do you want me to describe Zhu Hongying?"

Chen Qingniu was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you have a more secret habit?"

Princess Cui shook her head and said: "Zhu Hongying has always been pure-hearted and has few desires, even if it is an ordinary reading, it is quite complicated, and he has no unique hobbies. ”

Chen Qingniu began to take a slow walk, and after Princess Cui followed, he asked again: "Then does Zhu Hongying have any outsiders who he particularly cares about?

Perhaps because the old woman once served as the ear report god, Princess Cui was not alone about the secrets of the domain, but was extremely familiar with it, and said without hesitation: "If you often meet, Lu Fazhen, a Taoist who is good at Lei Fa, and Gao Linlian, a Confucian who serves as Zhu Zhenye's master, are all counted, and there is a gardener over there in Yuan Jiapu, I don't know what method was used. Zhu Hongying also has a hidden personal servant by his side, introverted, unknown background, surnamed He, I only know that Zhu Hongying seems to be the same as this person, called Mr. He, compared to Lu Fazhen and Gao Linlian, the status of the three is roughly the same, but in terms of closeness, Mr. He is faintly beyond the first line. ”

Chen Qingniu hummed, came to the window, and gently pushed open the window, and the lake view was beautiful.

The wind suddenly blows a pool of spring water.

Princess Cui couldn't help but ask, "What kind of disease did the real baby have?"

Chen Qingniu didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "It's very troublesome, when I arrived at the courtyard of Yuanjiapu at the beginning of the morning today, I caught the clues by chance, and at that time, the origin essence of Zhu Zhenying's body was under a ...... After the attraction of the female ghost, she was ready to move, and suddenly she was illuminated by the sun, and no matter the soul, she trembled together, which is absolutely unreasonable. The soul of the world is divided into yin and yang, among which the yang soul, the root is close to the sun flowers and trees, there is no reason not to like the sun, even if it is yin, in broad daylight, it will not be disgusted with light. Then I grabbed a handful of Rihua, although it contains a very shallow Yang Gang Qi, but the more so, the more I can detect the state of her entire popularity. Then I helped your daughter take the pulse and check the pulse, in fact, I didn't have much hope at first, although I am a cultivator, I am not really good at those side paths, but after a cursory investigation, it is simply unbelievable......"

"Generally speaking, the withering of the human organs, as well as the ups and downs of the sea of qi, can be seen from the pulse. ”

"Zhu Zhenying's pulse is extremely abnormal, with big ups and downs, strong as a flood, coming and going, surging with his fingers. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Qingniu suddenly turned his head and stared at the worried princess, his eyes were cold, "A huge mansion, a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, not to mention others, just Lu Fazhen and the old mama, their cultivation is above me, hasn't anyone seen the clue for so many years?!"

Princess Cui was stunned for a while, and for a while she was speechless.

"Zhu Zhenying can live alive to this day, there are only two possibilities, one is that she was born with excellent roots, and she is the martial fetus physique that soldiers dream of, but this is obviously impossible, otherwise you Xiliang Tieqi will not have anything to do with Zhu Zhenbao, as long as the congenital martial fetus does not die prematurely, it will definitely be able to grow into ten thousand enemies on the battlefield. Then there is someone who is suppressing the pulse for Zhu Zhenying for a long time, or more directly, that person is instilling true yuan in her, which can not only renew her life, but also nourish her original spirit. ”

Chen Qingniu withdrew his gaze from her face, looked out the window again, and said in a deep voice: "Those insiders of the princely family, I am an outsider, and I have no interest in getting to the bottom of it, but since Zhu Zhenying met me, it is the biggest opportunity since I went down the mountain, then I can't get out of it, and now there are two roads under my feet, either cut the mess quickly, and when it continues, I will suffer from it, but I am an outsider after all, and it is easy to break the thread and get a bad debt." Or spend a lot of effort to accompany your mother and daughter to make paste, be honest with each other and share honor and disgrace, pay attention to a great destruction and slowly figure it out, and be lucky to keep your mother and daughter safe, and also leave myself clean. If you are unlucky, you will be dragged into the quagmire, and you will never recover, even if the Guanyin Seat behind me makes a move afterwards, it will not help. ”

Without waiting for Princess Cui to speak, Chen Qingniu waved his hand, "It's not that I look down on you, I really can't believe your verbal oaths, it's not just that people are unpredictable, it's more that you are a weak woman, and you have a title of princess...... There is a lot of helplessness in the world, even if you have the kindness to send charcoal in the snow at that time, then you have to have the family foundation with charcoal in your hand, right?"

Chen Qingniu still didn't give Princess Cui a chance to refute, turned around, and after she hesitated to face to face with herself, she stretched out her hand and pointed at her, naturally she would not touch her body, still separated by about a foot and a half, "The veins are like post roads, the tricks are the cities, and the qi and blood are soldiers, the reason why my generation of monks is known as the master of the people is that the ordinary people in your world will neither expand the post road, nor consolidate the city, let alone build iron armor for the soldiers or ration horses......"

Seeing that she was confused, Chen Qingniu directly pierced the cloudy truth, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are a humane cycle, and the body must not be detached. Isn't it contrary to the principle of humanity for monks to live forever and live for a hundred years and a thousand years?"

Princess Cui asked stupidly, "Your immortal family's cultivation is not in accordance with the destiny of heaven?!"

Chen Qingniu sighed softly, "It's a big rebellion...... The road is retrograde. ”