The Wizard of Medicine

Chapter 132 Stop Like Jiang Hai Congealing Clear Light

"In an ideal world, of course, morality should be respected, supplemented by force. Only in this way can the interests of the greatest number of people be protected to the greatest possible extent." Yan Zixiu said without hesitation.

"Morality is respect, and it should be supplemented by force. This is a good saying. It is very similar to the family motto passed down by our ancestors." The ancestor suddenly woke up and asked Lan Meng, "Today, fellow Taoists let the four juniors follow. Investigate their minds?"

"The old ancestor clearly sees that, that's exactly what he meant." Lan dreamed that a few more foundation-establishing monks from the family had been decided, and she felt relieved and said with a smile.

Lan Yue is a very smart person.At this moment, she was sure that she must have her own share of these two Foundation Establishment Pills.Otherwise, how could this senior let him follow?Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

Foundation Establishment Dan, Foundation Establishment Dan, but people have been looking forward to it for too long.

Without the Foundation Establishment Pill, those monks who practiced great perfection would not dare to break through the realm at will.Because if the breakthrough fails, it may fall in the realm, or be injured, and the most serious one will die.

Therefore, the low-level cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals competed fiercely and cruelly for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Especially for monks in the qi training period whose life span is approaching, with it, it is possible to further become a real monk; without it, they will be nothing but loess soon.

Lan Yue saluted sincerely: "Thank you, Senior Hong Fu."

Lan dreamed that her cousin called her senior, which was funny and helpless, but she couldn't tell the whole truth right now: "Okay, okay, don't just be polite in the future. If you want to thank, thank your sister Lan Meng. "

"Yes. Hehe, when my sister comes back, I'll treat her to something delicious. Patriarch, I have hope for my foundation establishment." Lan Yue said joyfully.

"Haha." The ancestor couldn't help but smile happily. The family's biggest difficulty has passed, and he just felt relaxed. "Meng'er is promising, and you, Yue'er, are not bad."

Lan Yue was filled with joy and had nowhere to go: "Thank you for your praise, ancestor. How about I give you a sword dance?"

The old ancestor clapped his palms and smiled: "Okay. Okay."

Lan Meng and Yan Zixiu were naturally happy to appreciate it.

Lan Yue stood in the middle of the green platform, summoned the spirit sword, and made a move.

I saw her stabbing, hanging, lifting, pointing, chopping, collapsing, cutting, and cutting, her moves were elegant and fluent, with ups and downs.Hissing and breaking the wind, walking around, suddenly like lightning, light like flying swallows, gradually shimmering with silver light, flying up and down, spinning left and right, and finally no one can be seen at all.

She danced for a while, only to feel that the breath that had been suppressed for a long time became hearty, and with a coquettish drink, the spirit sword came out of her hand, like a shooting star, and went straight to a practice stone covered with sword marks in the corner of the Qingtai, with a bang, It actually smashed the practice stone that the spirit sword couldn't break through normally.

Lan Yue stands upright, with a vigorous posture, full of heroic spirit, and radiant brilliance.

It was the first time that Yan Zixiu saw such a sublime sword dance, and his heart was astonished. He couldn't help but think of a poem by Du Fu, and recited a few lines:
"In the past, there was a beautiful woman, Gongsun, who danced with a sword and moved all directions. The viewers were like mountains and depressed, and the sky and the earth were low for a long time. It was like a Yi shooting nine sunsets, and it was like a group of emperors. Condensate the light."

There was silence on the platform.

After a while, Lan Yue smiled shyly and recalled the spirit sword: "I made the ancestors, seniors and fellow Taoists laugh."

The old ancestor clapped his hands: "The dance is good, and the poetry is also good."

Yan Zixiu also applauded and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Lanyue is being modest. This is the first time I have seen Wu Jian, and I don't know how to express my inner feelings. I think only these few poems are worthy."

Lan Meng, a literary youth, looked at Yan Zixiu with admiration: "You, your poems are too good. I didn't expect you to be a poet."

Yan Zixiu didn't dare to covet the achievements of heaven: "Haha, I didn't write this poem. It was written by a great poet named Du in my hometown."

When Lan Yue heard these poems, she thought they were very wonderful, but she couldn't tell what was so good about them.

Lan Meng asked: "There seems to be an allusion in it. Who is the Gongsun family? What happened to Yi shooting the nine suns?"

Patriarch and Lan Yue were also very curious.

Yan Zixiu explained to everyone: "Gongsun is a female swordsman that the great poet met when he was a child. This poem by the great poet is written in memory of her dancing posture. It is a legend in our place .In the past, there were ten suns in the sky, and they scorched everything and the common people couldn’t survive. A hero named Hou Yi shot down nine of them. Only then did the world stabilize.”

"The female swordsman is powerful, but this hero is even stronger. I want to shoot down the sun that endangers the common people like him." Lan Yue said yearningly.

Yan Zixiu secretly admired it, and he would push Lan Yue to a higher level just for this sentence.

The ancestor said: "Fellow Daoist Hongfu, I think you seem to understand these few lines of poems quite well, can you explain and let the old man appreciate it?"

Lan Meng blushed: "Old Ancestor, you are too much for your prize. Let me try. The meaning of the poem is that there used to be a beautiful swordsman, everyone called her Gongsun Goddess. Whenever she danced the sword, she would cause a sensation everywhere. There are as many people watching her sword dance as mountains and seas. Those who saw her danced with the sword changed their faces in horror. The sky and the earth were infected by her dance, and they were ups and downs. Her sword light was dazzling, like Houyi Shoot down the nine suns. Her dancing posture is vigorous and nimble, just like a god flying a dragon. When she dances, the sword is like thunder, rumbling. After the sword is danced, everything is silent, like the moonlight on the calm river and sea."

"Okay. Good solution." Patriarch and Yan Zixiu applauded in unison.

Although Lan Yue knew that she was describing her, she was infected by the artistic conception of the poem and applauded accordingly.

"Haha, little friend, I need someone to write down these lines of poems and hang them in my study. This is the pride of our Lan family." The ancestor was very happy, "By the way, Fellow Daoist Hong Fu, this is another A Foundation Establishment Pill, what do you think should be done?"

Lan Meng said in a Hongfu tone: "Old Ancestor, the Foundation Establishment Pill has been handed over to the Lan family. It is inconvenient for me to say more. However, I understand what Fellow Daoist Lan means. The selection criterion is based on the heart. It is inseparable from behavior. Should I let Lan Shan and the three of them travel around for a while, and then make a comprehensive evaluation from the three aspects of wisdom, benevolence, and courage. At that time, we will see who has done more good things for everyone and is the most considerate in dealing with things. Who will you give the Foundation Establishment Pill to?"

The old ancestor repeatedly said good: "Okay. Yue'er has the best mind, and she is the first to reach the Great Perfection of Qi training. The first foundation building pill is given to her, and there is no dispute. manage."

This travel appraisal was naturally Yan Zixiu's idea to Lan Meng.The way of heaven has no relatives and good people. It is Yan Zixiu's consistent style to learn the way of heaven and give resources to virtuous people.

Seeing that the ancestor of the Lan family was so kind, he admired him very much.

It would be even better for the people if the ancestor could be in charge of the Lan family for a longer period of time.

After making up his mind, he said, "Old Ancestor, this junior would like to ask a question."

"Little friend, but say it's okay."

"There are many realms in cultivating immortals. What are the main difficulties in promoting each realm?"

　Today, the veterans played the Silver League, and I am grateful.

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