Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

Chapter 62 Abnormal Cultivator Research Center [Adjust work and rest to stay up late! 】

Unravel the Tibetan poems on the Five Elements Plain of Shu Dao Academy?

Song Quwu was startled, his eyes moved slightly, he quickly took out a white cotton towel, covered his mouth and coughed a few times.

Immediately, his expression was slightly concentrated, and he stared up and down at Chen Yanjun for a long time.

Speaking of which, what she dislikes the most is the handsome sick scholar.

Because, that would make her sad, and she couldn't help but think of herself: a useless sick and weak woman.

She was born in a civil servant family of the ninth rank, and was influenced by her father's Confucianism since she was a child. She felt that knowledge and status were the most important things in a person, and she couldn't get on the stage with extraordinary skills.

But she did not underestimate Chen Yanjun because of this.

She never questioned the candidates for the minister!

When she entered the town prison by herself, she didn't even enter the ranks, she was just a student of Confucianism and Taoism.

Once, when she was taking an elective class for craftsmen, she was discovered by senior sister Murong that she had the talent for craftsman. A few years later, she was forcibly dragged into the prison guard as senior sister Murong's junior sister.

When he came to the prison, he found out that his talent as a spirit craftsman was far beyond ordinary people, and in just a few years, he used a special inner armor method to continuously upgrade his cultivation to the eighth rank.

Even, now only [-]% of the time is needed to deal with work every day, and the rest of the time can be immersed in public examinations.

She firmly believed that Chen Yanjun, the ninth-rank martial artist, definitely did not rely on connections to become the prison guard.

Must have real talent!

The question is...is it strong enough to unravel the Tibetan poems on the Five Elements Plain of Shu Dao Academy?

You must know that the Tibetan poems on the Five Elements Plain have not only been deciphered by powerful people from all walks of life, but even the great Confucians of the Imperial College have tried their best to decipher them.

In the end, even Master Jijiu, the son of the most Confucian scholar in the world, could only destroy the magic pattern himself in a rage of incompetence.

This means that either there is no Tibetan poetry.

Or, only those who truly understand the Dao of heaven and earth, who are born with a Confucian mind, and who are perfect and pure, can interpret poetry.

This kind of person should be the kind of born simple, natural, unpolished jade...

How come he looks so handsome, like a frail little boy?
She can't take it!
Song Quwu remained calm and curiously asked the new Chen Detective:

"What poem did Chen Zhenqing decipher?"

"Old He promised to keep it secret..."

After finishing speaking, Murong Ye was slightly taken aback.

She suddenly discovered, and she didn't know it, that she was not interested in poetry, but she didn't want to be kept secret.

"By the way, what kind of poem is that!"

It was only then that Chen Yanjun realized that this group of people had no sense of secrecy at all, or in other words, within the Yinhu Department, they were a group of people who trusted each other.

Do as the Romans do, Chen Yanjun had no choice but to speak out the whole poem casually.

"It's nothing, just a poem about chrysanthemums: When autumn comes and September [-]th, my flowers bloom and the flowers will kill. Chang'an is full of fragrant fragrance, and the whole city is full of golden armor."

"That's it?"

Song Quwu held his breath and concentrated, but the more he listened, the more he had a headache, and his disappointment was beyond words.

Indeed, in terms of standard, compared to the level of poetry in the Tang Dynasty, this poem can only be regarded as mediocre.

But if the writer of the poem really did what the poem said afterwards, that would be awesome.

Huang Chao in history really did it, that's why this poem looks awesome!
Murong Ye sipped his wine and pondered for a long time before realizing that this was an anti-poetry.

"Haha, such an anti-poetry was hidden in the Imperial College for 50 years before it was released. Not to mention that the Imperial College will be disbanded from then on, I think the Tang Dynasty is about to collapse!"

Chen Yanjun shook his head when he heard this, there is nothing wrong with the logic of this statement...but you really dare to say it!
"Sister..."

Song Quwu covered his mouth and coughed again, blood was coughed up from the cotton towel.

It was only then that Murong Ye remembered that the whole family of this little junior sister was a loyal fan of the Tang Dynasty and wanted to serve the country as an official.

He quickly changed his words:
"Haha, no way, no way, I'm talking nonsense, don't take it seriously!"

However, Murong Ye's intuition is too accurate... That's why her words are lethal.

So much so that Senior Sister Song coughed up blood.

Chen Yanjun was a little curious, looked at the body of the senior sister, frowned slightly, and then quietly launched the resonance consciousness to penetrate deep into her body.

Only then did I understand!
"Don't be nervous. What senior sister coughed up just now is actually bone blood. Coughing up more blood can improve the ability of hematopoiesis. It is equivalent to washing the marrow and exchanging blood all the time. If there is a bone armor with spiritual pattern implanted in it, it can even increase the cultivation level."

Murong Ye:
"..."

What Chen Yanjun said seemed to be comforting, but in fact it was all the truth.

This Senior Sister Song looks like a sickly girl who studied the scriptures hard, but in fact, the carved bone armor is implanted in the vertebrae, which connects to the dantian... Although the senior sister is in charge of logistics, her combat power must not be underestimated!
He finally saw it.

The Yinhu Department established by Murong Ye doesn't care about cultivation at all, and they are not looking for normal people, maybe it is the research center for abnormal cultivators.

Murong Ye couldn't help frowning, and tilted his head to look at Song Quwu.

Speaking of it, she really didn't look carefully at the origin of her coughing up blood, and thought that her coughing up blood was the result of forcibly improving her cultivation with the inbuilt spiritual armor, but she never expected to improve her cultivation by coughing up blood.

"you……"

Song Quwu stared at Chen Yanjun, his delicate face became more and more gloomy.

Although she doesn't like her image as a sick and weak girl, it's still ten thousand times better than half human and half armor... She still wants to be an official!
The only good feeling she had for Chen Yanjun dissipated.

Suddenly said calmly:

"Our Yinhu Department focuses on investigating major and important cases related to alien beasts. Right now, the investigation team is in urgent need of a genius beast master like Xu Shaoqing. I think Chen Detective is good at medicine, handsome and fearful of death. Why don't you change things with me... how about you take care of the logistics?"

Chen Yanjun was not angry either.

Just now, it was indeed his doctor's thinking that caused him to instinctively want to see a doctor when he saw hemoptysis.

Then he smiled and said:
"If there is a sky-high medical skill, maybe this Xu Shaoqing won't have to die."

Song Quwu said expressionlessly:

"She might not be dead yet!"

Murong Ye's expression darkened, he waved his hands and said:
"Okay, okay, Zheng Ke and Lao He haven't come back now, so I took the time to spread the knowledge of alien beasts to the newcomers... It just so happened that I almost forgot about it."

Song Quwu nodded.

"Ah."

The three of them walked into the first floor, did not enter the inner door, and went up the stairs along the spiral hanging staircase in the outer corridor.

When we reached the third floor, we entered the inner door.

The third floor is a dojo.

Because Zheng Ke, who is in charge of combat and training, spends most of his time outside, the third floor is clean and empty, not even a bed.

And because the third floor is located in the middle of the fifth floor, it has become a gathering place for the Yinhu Department to gather for meetings and meals.

The wooden boards are spotless, with a large bamboo mat placed in the center and several small cattail mats around it.

On the long table by the window, there are some fruits.

Murong Ye slumped down on the long desk, picked up a white pear, and began to munch on it.

"Go Wu, come and explain the secrets related to alien beasts to newcomers!"

Song went to Wu.

"Ah."

Immediately, Murong Ye casually grabbed a big white pear, wiped it with sword energy, and threw it to Chen Yanjun who was beside him.

"Try this, Tianmu Mountain Sydney, plump and juicy, sweet and refreshing, a bit like Miss Yourong!"

This is so...it's hard not to think about it.

Chen Yanjun was holding the big white pear, and he had to say that its color and shape were indeed somewhat similar to his wife's.

Sitting cross-legged on the mat near Murong Ye.

Bite down the Tianmu Mountain Sydney pear, and the clear and sweet juice pours into the blood vessels and stomach pouch.

Chen Yanjun's face immediately glowed, his face was moist and plump, like a baby, almost reaching the state of overflowing water...

[Cultivation base +1, progress 51/100 (ninth rank martial artist)! 】

【Cultivation base +1...】

This is a beauty product!
I'll take a few more and bring them back to my wife for a taste.

Song Quwu stood on the big square bamboo mat in the center with a Confucian air, glanced at the two of them, and felt like two classmates who were stealing food in class.

With a gloomy loli face, she took out a new cotton towel, covered her mouth and coughed twice symbolically, and began to popularize common sense about strange beasts with Chen Yanjun.

It's not completely dictation, holding a slender brush, writing and drawing in the space in front of your eyes, like Chen Yanjun's previous teacher writing on the blackboard.

However, this is a three-dimensional blackboard book, and the nib leaves a suspended ink shadow in the air, which looks very cool and full of fairy spirit.

"Seeing that you have never learned beast control, let's start from the most basic."

Song Quwu splashed ink and danced his brush, and spoke slowly.

"Spiritual beasts are beasts that absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth and the essence of the sun and the moon to cultivate themselves like a cultivator."

"The root bones of beasts are the same as human beings, and they are also born with five elements."

"However, its dantian is a beast spirit as solid as a stone. In addition, beasts have no spiritual intelligence, simple minds, and the talent for absorbing spiritual energy is usually higher than that of humans."

"Generally speaking, after a beast is imported, its size will become larger and its strength will become stronger, but it will still look the same as before, and there will be no more strange organs."

Saying this, Song Quwu waved his brush and drew a giant panda with its head protruding from the bamboo forest, eating bamboo like grass.

The level of calligraphy and painting looks average, and I want to express Confucianism and painting, but because of the heavy craftsmanship, there is no internal taste.

But the simple pandas in the paintings, although lacking charm, are extraordinarily vivid and vivid, with a cartoon feel...

"Spiritual beasts in the wild are generally called ferocious beasts. Cultivators tame ferocious beasts to give birth to the profession of beast master."

"In terms of domesticating spirit beasts, the most powerful is not Chang'an, but the Penglai fairy city near the sea."

"After all, there are abundant spiritual materials in the sea, and the size of coastal spirit beasts can grow to be very large. It is said that there are kunpeng devouring the sky and the earth, which are bigger than a city. Standing by the sea, it seems to be in the mountains and seas."

As she spoke, she casually drew a stick figure of Kunpeng devouring Jiaolong.

Look carefully, that dragon is swallowing a whale...

Chen Yanjun did not expect that in the Tang Dynasty, he saw the spectacle of a kun at the beginning, and the evolution depended on swallowing.

Seeing that Chen Yanjun was a little confused, Murong Ye gnawed on a juicy pear and whispered:
"It's very interesting. The splashed ink pictures drawn by my junior sister are different every time. That's why I like to listen to them."

This kind of explanation while drawing is really interesting, so that it is obviously the most basic common sense, and Chen Yanjun also listens with gusto.

"In the Central Plains, there are constant battles, and the aura is barren. At present, the most powerful spirit beast is the beast tide."

"For example, tens of thousands of ninth-grade spiritual locusts cover the sky and block out the sun, roaring in and out... It is enough to kill a general and sweep a town. It is a nightmare for the Chang'an garrison army."

Song Quwu's picture of the animal tide looks more abstract and funny, without the sense of horror.

But it made Chen Yanjun feel a certain discomfort.

He thought of the swarms of beasts that appeared repeatedly in his nightmare illusion. From a distance, they looked like migratory locusts. He only found one after catching one. It was an indescribable monster that he had never seen before.

Right now, Chen Yanjun couldn't wait to know everything about the strange beast and Gu poison, and reminded:
"Senior Sister, I'm a physician. I not only treat people, but I also practice spirit beasts. I also cultivate the common sense of spirit beasts. Can you fast forward to the secret knowledge of the jailer?"

"Oh."

Song Quwu said in embarrassment, and when he waved his hand, the ink marks returned to the tip of the pen, thinking that he had drawn so much for nothing.

"Strange beasts are nothing new."

"All spirit beasts that have been artificially bred and changed their shape are strange beasts, such as Pegasus..."

He talked about Pegasus, but the tip of his pen drew an eight-legged monster similar to an alpaca.

Chen Yanjun smiled and said:
"Senior sister, I also know about the artificially bred beast you mentioned."

For example, the blue pony cultivated by Qiuzhuo, and her battle beast, the two-headed snake... No, it is the two-headed poisonous anaconda.

Song Quwu was a little embarrassed.

Murong Ye also teased his junior sister:

"Go to Wu, don't be nervous when you see a handsome scholar, it's not good to procrastinate like this... Hurry up and draw a monster!"

Only then did Song Quwu pull himself together.

"In the beginning, cultivators created strange beasts not for the convenience of daily necessities, but to find ways to assist in combat or improve their cultivation."

"For example, human beings and ordinary spirit beasts only have five-element talents, but artificially synthesized beasts, through continuous selection and fusion, can breed wind-type, thunder-type... all kinds of strange beasts."

As he said that, Song Quwu casually drew an eight-winged Thunder Snake that caused lightning to split the mountain, and felt that it was not enough, so he drew a giant ray in the air that was flying by the wind.

It's all flying in the sky... Murong Ye frowned more and more, the big white pears in his hand were no longer fragrant.

"You draw something to run on the ground."

Song Quwu nodded solemnly.

Then, he drew a human-shaped gecko with a human upper body and an octopus lower body. It can not only run fast on the ground, but also gallop on the wall.

Murong Ye finally let go of his tense heart, glanced at Chen Yanjun, pointed at the octopus and said:

"This is quite beautiful."

Chen Yanjun raised his forehead, he didn't expect that his sister-in-law didn't notice such an obvious irony...

It has to be said that this woman's intuition is very accurate in some things, and she is too brain-dead in some aspects.

Especially for the sky, she seems to have an almost instinctive sense of fear.

Chen Yanjun guessed that she didn't seem to be afraid of something. This kind of fear probably came from her blood or the exercises she practiced.

Song Quwu immediately emptied the ink stains, glanced at Chen Yanjun, and drew a picture of a monster attacking a man and a woman out of thin air.

"This is the most recent protagonist, Gu Diao, and the secrets of the jailer are beginning to be involved."

Chen Yanjun looked at it for a long time before realizing that it was a Gu sculpture.

It shows that Song Quwu has never seen Gu carvings at all.

But the two people under Gu Diao's claws, although they don't have a specific appearance, the talisman jade around their waists is very eye-catching.

It was Chen Yanjun and Du Qiuzhuo!
Chen Yanjun looked at his sister-in-law in astonishment...

Murong Ye didn't speak, nor did he look at him.

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