The middle-aged man in armor asked his cavalry to carry Liang Shu's body on horseback and return to the northern military mansion. The powerful officer in the northern military mansion didn't even dare to ask about the origin of the old Confucian scholar. In comparison, it was better to explain to the northern military mansion than to risk being killed by the old Confucian scholar.
Dozens of riders left in silence in the heavy rain. They took nothing but the life of Mr. Liang and countless crossbows.
In the tavern, Li Fuyao and the old Confucian scholar sat opposite each other drinking and chatted about their family background. The old Confucian scholar was a scholar. At first, he occasionally mentioned that the simple reading materials that the scholars knew were not enough. He was afraid that Li Fuyao, a monk who was not from Confucianism, didn't know anything about it. After he found out that the young man knew a lot, he completely let go Li Fuyao had been a storyteller for many years. Although he had never heard of the sage's article, he had some understanding of the basic context of the article, so he was not supposed to listen to the book of heaven.
Finally, speaking of the achievements in poetry, the scholar who has traveled for many years drank a drink, and then said with a smile: "in terms of the achievements in poetry, these scholars like to worship the ancient and belittle the present. They think that the poems written by those predecessors are enough to spread through the ages, so that future generations need to look up to it. But from my point of view, we can not take the four sages in this mountain and river for example Li Fuyao, who was in the main hall of the memorial ceremony in the school palace, was located in Li Fuyao's palace. He heard with great interest that the old Confucian scholar wanted to betray the truth, so he said with a smile, "old man, don't stop talking about half the time."
The old Confucian student took up his wine bowl and said with a smile: "today, these two people in the mountains and rivers all come from the Yanling academy, but now they are not in the Yanling Academy. One of them wrote a piece of" Shangli Yong "before, because there is" the ROC rises with the wind one day, and soars up to 90000 Li. "It borrows the allusions from the Taoist classic" xiaoyaoyou ", which is under the Confucian school The year old woman didn't want to think about it, but she said definitely, "no!"
She is not a fool. Since this place is no longer secret, more people will come to visit her later. She is a wounded person. It's hard to deal with a Liang Shu who hasn't set foot in the green silk realm. What should she do if something worse happens in the future? Naturally, she wants to keep the old Confucian scholar behind. Let alone others, she has to ward off several disasters?
The old Confucian scholar laughed but did not speak. Since he was rejected, he put away his bald pen and turned to look at Li Fuyao. This time, he finally had to ask what he had accumulated for a long time.
"To the sword mountain?"
Li Fuyao was shocked.
"You are a swordsman in the first level of cultivation, and there is no treasure to cut off my Qi. What can't be seen? In fact, after you set foot in the third level, all the Qi machines in the meridians and lingfu will be transformed into sword Qi. When the sword Qi leaks out, you can see your details. After all, it's still the swordsman in the mountains and rivers who disdains to cover up anything, even the art Dharma is so direct, but you seem to be a poor swordsman. The one who taught you how to practice sword didn't even give you a sword. Oh, by the way, most of you swordsmen are going to climb the Jianshan mountain to get their swords. It seems that you went to Jianshan to get swords. "
The old Confucians talked freely, as if he were very familiar with the swordsman.
Before Li Fuyao said anything, the old Confucian scholar sighed: "you went late. The sword immortal was still in Jianshan a few days ago. If you were amazing enough on the way up the mountain, maybe that sword immortal would spread some methods to you. But now he has left Jianshan for the northern demon land, and he doesn't know what to do. Is it possible that the sword immortal still wants to kill one A big demon? It's hard to think about this guy's nature. "
Li Fuyao couldn't bear it. He opened his mouth and asked, "why does the old man know so much?"
The old Confucian scholar took a sip of wine into his throat and said with a smile, "I've walked a lot and I've seen a lot of scenery. Why is it difficult to know more things?"
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