Kunlun one millet

Chapter 8 Friends Must Be Righteous

On the banks of the frosty Yingyue Lake, ice crystals hang on the branches of old trees, and there is a silence between heaven and earth, and everything is dormant.

Suddenly there was a long and distant howling, which came from the mountain, and the ice crystals on the branches fell to the ground. Several sleeping crows were frightened, and they flapped their wings and flew away.

Luo Xixian, who was wearing a strong dress with arrow sleeves and a long sword hanging from his waist, stopped and looked up when he heard the distant howling.

Luo Xixian continued to move forward, leaving light footprints on the thick snow. This kind of lightness is a manifestation of success in refining qi.

The study of exhalation, guidance, and circulation of qi, combined with refining qi, is a major thread of the Taoist Taoism of Kunlunzhou. The goal is to recover from illness and maintain shape, reborn and live forever. I have always cherished the physical body.

Even if a Qi-refining cultivator has not certified longevity and has been cultivating diligently for decades, he can still seek a light body, clear eyesight, and freedom from all diseases.Later, the study of refining qi and exhaling has been passed down and evolved several times. It is no longer limited to cultivating longevity, but to pursue the power of killing and fighting, which is especially important in contemporary times.

What Luo Xixian learned was from the lineage of the Sword Immortal, and his daily homework is to breathe out the sword and condense his true energy into sword energy.This method not only needs to refine the sword weapon so that it is connected with one's own energy, so that it can be used at will, but it also needs to refine the body into steel and iron bones, making it invulnerable.

It is true that Luo Xixian's current achievements are far inferior to those of sword immortals who go in and out of Qingming and swallow swords, but they are also enough to make contributions on the battlefield.

During the Great War of the Five Kingdoms, swordsmen and the like frequently appeared on the battlefield, either assassinating the enemy's generals or dignitaries, or breaking through the enemy's formation with the strength of their swords.

But Luo Xixian didn't have such an opportunity. When he first practiced breathing and breathing, the Five Kingdoms War was about to end. Now relying on swordsmanship, he was just hunting down evil spirits in Huaxu Kingdom.

As soon as Luo Xixian returned to the Huaiying Pavilion today, Zhang Duanjing, the first seat, asked him to go to the back mountain to find someone.

The Huaiying Pavilion is not only a few courtyard houses, but also a large area of ​​mountains, forests, lakes and rural farms around it.After all, most of the Guanxi monks who study spells and refine Qi to keep their thoughts here are not to the extent that they do not eat the fireworks of the world, and the Guanxi itself also needs a lot of products to support.

As for the mountain behind Huaiying Pavilion, it is not a lonely hill, but a mountain with a lake, lush vegetation, and many caves and pavilions scattered in the mountain, which are specially designed for retreat and meditation.

Whether it is studying spells or refining qi, one has always avoided the crowds of the world, not only for the sake of quiet concentration, avoiding external interference, but also preventing it from affecting ordinary people.

For a swordsman like Luo Xixian, when performing martial arts, the sword is full of energy, and ordinary people will feel the sharpness and fear when they get close to it. Those magic techniques that change objects and manipulate the five elements, if they are not careful, they will burn down the house, let alone summon the spirit monster Means such as ghosts may not be welcomed by the general public.

Although the cultivation of spells is not isolated from the common world, it is not so common.Even though the Huaxu Kingdom, among the five countries in Kunlun Continent, puts the most emphasis on the cultivation of practitioners, and the imperial court opened a museum to gather talented students, but it is still a very small number of people.

But as long as one can become a monk in the temple, one can almost have no worries about food and clothing. Not only will there be various corvee tax exemptions, but the future will be even brighter.

Following the direction in memory, Luo Xixian came to a cave on the mountainside.What shocked him was that there was a white-fronted tiger sleeping soundly on the ground outside the cave at this moment.

Luo Xixian could clearly feel that this white-fronted tiger implied mighty power, and if it didn't move, it would be fine. Once it got ruthless, its sharp claws and sharp teeth would be as sharp as a sword.

Before Luo Xixian could figure it out, the white-fronted tiger suddenly opened its eyes, growled and stood up on all fours. The top of its shoulders alone was about the same height as Luo Xixian, and its size was far beyond that of ordinary tigers and leopards.

"When did such a big tiger appear in the back mountain of Huaiying Pavilion?"

A thought flashed in Luo Xixian's mind, and he instinctively raised his hand and drew his sword, the sword's aura penetrated his body spontaneously.

However, the white-fronted tiger didn't wait for Luo Xixian to move, and rushed forward with a roar.Luo Xixian didn't dare to be careless, pointing his toes, his figure flew back, and at the same time raised his arms and swung his sword.The sword energy stirred up snow waves, and they slashed at the white-fronted tiger one after another.

The sword energy pierced through the air, and when it struck the tiger, there was no bleeding, but a little bit of light was scraped off.Luo Xixian vaguely glimpsed the talisman seals moving under the tiger's scars. It is conceivable that this tiger is not a living thing.

With a rough guess in his heart, Luo Xixian smiled and did not open his mouth to say anything. He passed the tip of the sword forward.

The roar of the fierce tiger blew away the surrounding snow, converging into a sharp edge and spitting it out, colliding head-on with the sword energy.

In an instant, there was a dense sound of gold and iron clashing, and the sharp edges splashed in all directions, splitting mottled sword marks on the surrounding rocks, and urging all the vegetation in the surrounding area.

"All right!"

Luo Xixian stood upright in the turbulent wind and snow, with the sword marks extending three feet away from his body. He put the sword back into its sheath and said, "Master Zhao, is this how you greeted me?"

The wind and snow gradually subsided, and the white-fronted tiger outside the cave turned into light and dissipated, and Zhao Shu, who was wearing a green shirt and wide sleeves, stepped out.

"As expected of the Great Sword Immortal Luo, once I hit the 'Death to the East', I completely broke the magic technique that I have been studying for several months. In the future, Yujian will ascend, so don't forget to support my little brother."

"Poor mouth." Luo Xixian scolded with a smile: "What kind of method did you just do? I have seen the methods of paper-cutting people and cutting grass into horses. They all need to borrow things to contain energy, and they may have to be prepared in advance. But like you , It is the first time I have seen it directly formed by talismans and seals."

Zhao Shu put his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "I deduced this from the real shape summoning."

The art of summoning and capturing is not done out of thin air. For example, the white ribbon of Zhu Wen on Zhao Shu's waist is painted with the true shape of the fire crow's talisman. .The more sophisticated the summoning technique, the more complicated the corresponding ghosts and spirits are.

As for Zhao Mi's move just now, he got the guidance of Ling Xiao, and used Qi to write symbols and use symbols to form a shape, showing a bit of the charm of the original white-fronted man.

Ling Xiao was hiding in the Zhenyuan lock back then, and had seen Bai Egong practice with his original body, and created "Shenhu Yinwen" based on his true form and charm.Even though the white-fronted lord has long since been resolved, "Shenhu Yinwen" can bring back his true colors to the world, and restore his past formidable strength.

But even if the white-fronted lord has not proved the way of immortality, his true form, body, vigor and aura are not all that Zhao Mi can grasp now.After streamlining the flute, with Zhao Mi's current cultivation level, he can generally form the true form of a tiger, and he is equipped with the Tiger's Might Tufeng Curse and Evil Control Dazhu.

Zhao Mi intends to use it as an on-call protector. If he encounters a brave martial artist like Yaoteng or Wang Miaoshou again, he will let Shenhu Zhenxing resist in front, and he will cast spells behind him, so as not to be beaten with a stick fly.

"Awesome, you have started to deduce your own spells?" Luo Xixian said with a smile: "Having been hiding in the back mountain for half a year, it seems that you have improved a lot by leaps and bounds!"

"Refinement forgets form, and I don't know the years beyond the mountains." Zhao Mi looked at the surrounding mountains, forests and snow, and opened his mouth to exhale a cloud of white mist.

After returning to Huaiying Pavilion from Chengyang County, Zhao Shu didn't get a recommendation from the first Zhang Duanjing, so Zhao Mi focused on cultivation.He found a cave in the back mountain of the Guanxi, and in the first few months he focused on refining Qi and preserving his spirit, and in the next few months he began to study spells, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

As Ling Xiao said, when the mind and body are calmed down, the cultivation will naturally improve.What's more, the back mountain of the Huaiying Pavilion is far away from the dust and customs, and can still breathe a little bit of fresh air. Zhao Mi has finally mastered the five Tibetans' true energy and merged it into Guanyuan.

Breathing out and refining Qi up to this point can be regarded as the real first entry into the court.Guan Yuan is full of qi, his spirit descends, and his air envelops and hugs each other, like a little bead of millet gradually forming.

Zhao Mi's rapid progress in the past six months can be regarded as a lot of accumulation.Now that he has achieved success in cultivation, his skills and skills will naturally rise to a higher level.

"It's still not as good as you." Zhao Mi sighed.

"Anyway, I came to Huaiying Hall a few years earlier than you." Luo Xixian shook the black and yellow ribbon on his waist: "Besides, I have already been promoted to the position of Sanqing."

"I see." Zhao Mi asked: "You are not yet thirty this year, and there are not many Sanqings at this age in Huaxu country. To be honest with me, you will not rely on your father's shade to give The first seat has enshrined a large amount of Faxin to get this position of Sanqing, right?"

The well-dressed swordsman in front of Zhao Mi has an unusual family background. His father is the Grand Sima of the Huaxu Kingdom.Originally in the Five Kingdoms War, he was also the general of the army. After the war, he handed over his military power in time, retired after success, and was appointed as one of the three princes in the court.

Even though Da Sima no longer has real power in Huaxu's country, he is still a dignified official. It is said that his heirs can directly enter the Chongxuan Hall of Dongsheng Capital by virtue of their kindness.

"Stop talking, it's not like you don't know, I'm not a descendant." Luo Xixian snorted: "During the days you were in seclusion, I beheaded a gutless general by the sea to ensure the safety of a large salt field. This credit is enough Promoted to Sanqing."

Gutless is the elegant name for crabs. Huaxu Kingdom has a long coastal border and many islands under its jurisdiction, so it is inevitable that it will be invaded by monsters in the sea.

Since ancient times, there have been many shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the sea. It is basically impossible to go deep into the ocean and completely eliminate them. We can only do it when they come ashore to plunder.

"Salt farm?" Zhao Shu said eccentrically, "Isn't it just that he was promoted to Sanqing? Isn't it a little out of character? How much did Huaxu Kingdom earn by selling salt to Youxiong and Jiuli over the years? Salt farms are such an important place. It is guarded by heavy soldiers, and there should be monks in charge. You have to ask you Luo Dajianxian to kill demons, how lazy are the people in Chongxuan Hall?"

"Okay! Stop bragging." Luo Xixian shook his head with a wry smile. He had been friends with Zhao Mi for many years, and he thought that he was no match for him when it came to playing tricks. As for the people in the Chongxuan Pavilion, they are not willing to leave the gentle town of Dongshengdu. The crusade against evil spirits everywhere is ominous, so don’t they all let other halls send people to take care of them?”

In addition to setting up halls in Huaxu Kingdom, monks also have corresponding high and low ranks, which are distinguished by the ribbons on their waists. A general, a spiritual official with golden inscriptions and purple ribbons.

Among them, the Guanxi students who have just started to practice magic arts have not been awarded the scriptures, and still need to take the school examination.The position of Lingguan is the prerequisite for serving as the head of the museum, and may also serve as the minister of the court.When the Fu officials dealt with ominous monsters in the assistant place, they only had the right to be counselors. When they reached the level of Sanqing, the county magistrate would be obedient.

The law generals have to go a step further, not only to deal with some spirits and monsters, but also to lead troops to conquer the enemy when necessary, because after the Five Kingdoms' agreement to eliminate troops, the borders of various countries cannot be said to be stable and peaceful.

However, the specific situation is more complicated. For example, the Chongxuan Hall of Dongsheng Capital not only gathers the children of the powerful and powerful in the court, but also contains many secret books and magic weapons of the fairy family, and its status is obviously higher than that of other halls.But for Zhao Mi, this is not even a legend.

In short, in today's Huaxu country, most of the monks come from the Guanyin. In the past, the sects taught by masters and apprentices were either absorbed and occupied by the Guanxi, or disappeared without successors.There are only a few rural shrines and sacrificial places left, and they are struggling to maintain them by relying on family traditions.

"Actually, I guess, the teacher doesn't want you to be too famous." Zhao Mi said.

Luo Xixian raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?"

"First of all, it is naturally your background. The teacher must know that you want to make a career, but the more you do this, the more cautious you are. Only when you have superb skills and undeniable achievements can you perform well." Zhao Mi said: "Dharma status has become less and less related to cultivation and merits and demerits these days. The powerful families in Dongsheng Capital can even be promoted with their rich legal beliefs, but the foundation is not solid after all. In case there is any disturbance in the court, Some small mistakes in the past can be found out and condemned."

These are what Zhao Mi accidentally figured out during the half-year gap in practice.

Hearing this, Luo Xixian's face became a bit more serious. The Huaxu Kingdom pays attention to family background, even in the families of powerful and powerful ministers, the distinction between concubine and concubine is very clear.As the concubine of Da Sima's family, if he had a good reputation, the first thing he would have to face was not others, but probably his brothers' censure.

"You just said 'first', what about the second?" Luo Xixian asked.

Zhao Mi pursed her mouth and motioned to hug Pu Ting's direction: "I always feel that the teacher has other plans."

"Other plans? How do you know?" Luo Xixian understood in a blink of an eye: "Yes, I remember that he had a friendship with your grandfather, and he also argued for your father's contribution in Fumi Valley, but unfortunately he couldn't stand Dongshengdu. Help the rich and powerful to fight together."

"My father was also his student." Zhao Mi sighed.

In fact, Zhao Mi's ancestors were the kind of family who practiced magic arts for generations, but because of the Five Kingdoms War, the clan members of his grandfather's generation withered, and the inheritance of family knowledge was difficult to continue.So the grandfather donated the only surviving classics to the Huaiying Pavilion, and at the same time let Zhao Shu's father enter the pavilion.

However, Zhao Shu's father was mediocre in skills and cultivation, and he was a talisman official all his life. Later, he simply joined the army to serve the country, but it was a pity that he died on the eve of the end of the war.

"By the way, you came up the mountain to find me in person, so there must be something wrong?" Zhao Mi asked.

"I can't come to see you if I have nothing to do?" Luo Xixian shook his head and sighed: "We have known each other for so many years, don't you even have this kind of friendship?"

Zhao Mi stroked his chin and said, "Back then I had just learned the art of golden armor, and you pestered me for charms. I tried my best to draw ten pieces, and you gave them to the new students in the women's courtyard .”

"Oh! That's fine, that's fine! What are you doing talking about those old things?" Luo Xixian quickly changed the subject: "It's the chief who asked me to find you. The leisure time is over."

(End of this chapter)