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Chapter 589: I Want to Give You the Moonlight Golden Pill [ words plus! Please give me your monthly votes at the beginning of the month! ]

Outside the south gate of Donglin Temple.

Send away Ouyang Rong and Miss Aqing.

Master Shandao took the beautiful-haired little novice monk and returned to the main hall.

"Master, why does Miss Qing call Master Ouyang 'brother'? Isn't Miss Qing's brother gone?"

"These siblings are not those siblings."

"Oh, one is the dear one and the other is the righteous one?"

The beautiful hair looked surprised and asked.

"Yes and no."

"What do you mean?"

The white-bearded old monk in black robes said nothing, but touched the shiny bald head of his disciple, who looked confused.

Master Shandao still likes the black monk's robe he is wearing and has been wearing it for many years.

Last year, when he went to Beijing to see the emperor, the yellow and purple cassock bestowed upon him by the Empress Wei was more impressive and in keeping with his resounding title as a great monk who protected the country.
However, Master Shandao seldom wore it while living in Donglin Temple, unless he attended some Dharma assemblies at the foot of the mountain, ribbon-cutting ceremonies, or grand events organized by the government.

"Hey, the things down the mountain are really complicated, even more difficult than the scriptures."

Beautiful hair scratched the back of his head.

"Namo Amitabha, silly disciple, why do you always pursue a definite definition? Do brothers and sisters have to be brothers and sisters? If they are not brothers and sisters, do they definitely not belong to each other?"

Master Shandao concluded with a nod:

"The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao; the name can be named, but it is not named."

Xiufa became more and more confused: "Master, isn't this what the Taoist said?"

Master Shandao smiled and said, "Good. Buddha said, you can't say it, you can't say it."

Xiufa lowered her head in deep thought, followed her master for a while, and suddenly remembered something, and asked happily:

"Master, Master Ouyang just said that our temple is his blessed place!"

"A blessed land?"

Master Shandao paused, looked ahead, and said calmly:
"In fact, he is the noble man of our temple."

Xiufa didn't see her master's expression at the moment, and misunderstood his meaning. She nodded vigorously, agreeing very much:
"That's right. Young Master Ouyang is now such a high official. With him protecting our temple, we don't know who among our fellow Buddhists in Mount Kuanglu in Xunyang dares to suppress us.

"Master, then we can finally arrange the day for our trip to Xunyang City, right? We agreed that we will go there once the Donglin Buddha is completed. You just told Master Ouyang about it."

"Well, go."

Master Shandao came to his senses and agreed softly.

But I heard the beautiful hair mumbling behind me:

"Master, the Donglin Buddha was built by His Majesty for our Lotus Sect to promote the Lotus Sect's Buddhism. You are also a great monk appointed by His Majesty. Why did you leave Xunyang City after returning from the capital and stay in our Donglin Temple?

"Why don't we go over and take a look and give some guidance? Master is being indifferent. What if they build the Buddha statue crookedly? It won't conform to our Lotus Sect's ritual system..."

Master Shandao shook his head:

"Who said it was built for our Lian Sect?"

"Ah, isn't it called the Donglin Buddha?"

"Have you forgotten what your master just said?"

"Not allowed? Well, okay."

The hair is a little droopy.

"We'll go after it's built. Don't get involved before it's completely put into place."

"Master, are you talking about the visitor from the capital last time, and the subsequent relocation to Xingzifang?"

"It cannot be said."

"All right……"

Master Shandao looked back at his little disciple's expression. He knew very well what his disciple was thinking.

He tapped his fingers and knocked on the shiny little bald head.

"The world is full of temptations. I shouldn't have taken you to Luodu. You still miss me after we came back. You keep thinking about going to Xunyang City."

Xiufa covered her head with her hands and said aggrievedly:
"Master, the female donors in Luoyang City are really pretty and know how to dress themselves. Tell me, how come there are so many colorful clothes in the world? Each female donor knows how to dress better than the other..."

Master Shandao's face:

"I told you not to look at it, but you still did. Go back and copy the Amitabha Sutra ten times and hand it in another day."

Xiufa muttered: "But didn't Master see it too? I saw Master's eyes move, so I moved along with him..."

"Ten times, I have copied the Infinite Life Sutra."

Hair: ...

Soon, Xiufa, who was happy to have copied the sutra ten times, separated from Master Shandao and ran to the breakfast hall to get a bowl of white porridge with pickled radish, preparing to send it to the dry well in the backyard of Beitian Charity House.

On the way, he was stopped by Master Shandao who came out of the main hall and spoke to him in a gentle voice.

Xiufa was stunned after hearing this.

Immediately, his face became surprisingly serious:

"I understand, Master. This is a test you gave me. I will not look at anything inappropriate this time!"

After saying that, Xiufa handed the food box to Master Shandao, and ran without hesitation to the main hall which was bustling with incense since early morning, to replace the master and go to read the palms of the female donors.

Master Shandao looked at Xiufa's departing back, laughed and shook his head.

He turned around, carrying the lunch box in his hand, and walked towards the Beitian Foster Home with his head down, all the way in silence until he came to the dry well.

Master Shandao did not use a tray to lower the breakfast down, but instead took the food box with him as he went down the well.

Inside the Pure Land Palace.

A young monk in a dirty gray robe sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a box of cakes in his arms, dozing off with his head down and snoring sounds coming from his mouth.

Master Shandao stood in front of Xiuzhen and was silent for a while.

The old monk sat down cross-legged.

He put down the breakfast box, took out bowls of porridge, pickled radish, and water, and placed them in front of his beloved disciple who was snoring loudly.

The movements were very slow and gentle, as if afraid of waking the person who was sleeping.

……

"Mingsir, I have followed your instructions and sent people to ask the cleaning ladies who have cleaned the Meilu Garden in the past three months. They all said that they had never been to the Meilin Courtyard and no one had touched the orchid dish.

"And according to the recollections of the gatekeepers, they never saw any lights on in Merlin's courtyard during their night watch. Everything was the same as before..."

Tanlang Ferry, on the deck of an official ship about to set off.

As the powerful official of Longcheng, Magistrate Diao cautiously ran onto the deck and reported to Ouyang Rong who was blowing the wind at the bow.

"Didn't they touch it..."

Ouyang Rong turned around, glanced at Magistrate Diao, and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

Magistrate Diao saw the look on Mr. Ming's face and seemed not surprised at all. He looked around and couldn't help but ask in a low voice:
"Mingfu knows who it is?"

Ouyang Rong said nothing. He raised his hand and flicked the ice-white jade hairpin on the tip of the hairpin with a calm expression.

Magistrate Diao couldn't help but ask: "Mingfu, should we strengthen the security of Meiluyuan..."

"No, everything remains the same. Don't open the gate, keep it locked, don't scare people. You are a guest from afar. If you are willing to come back and help water the orchids, you should at least be grateful to me from the bottom of your heart. Who knows, we may meet again someday..."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, and his muttering became quieter and quieter.

"Yes, Mingfu."

Magistrate Diao didn't ask any more questions and responded by clasping his fists.

Following Ouyang Rong all the way from the flood control in Longcheng, County Magistrate Diao concluded that the safest way to curry favor with others is to do more and ask fewer questions.

"Mingfu, have a safe journey."

"Take care, Magistrate Diao."

Ouyang Rong waved his hand and strode into the cabin.

……

night.

There is a moon over the river.

The bed beneath me was shaking with the river water.

At a certain moment, the wind and waves suddenly became strong, and the official ship staggered violently on the river.

On the dark bed in the cabin, a slender black figure who was originally sleeping sideways suddenly jumped up like a grasshopper that had just woken up and was in danger.

In the already narrow cabin, it jumped more than ten feet high and stuck to the ceiling of the cabin.

And the slender black shadow was tightly attached to the ceiling, not falling down for a long time, as if it was sucked there...

Ouyang Rong woke up and forgot what dream he had just had.

Feeling suspended in the air, he glanced at the ceiling so close in front of him, his face speechless, and released his two hands that were sticking to the ceiling.

His body fell lightly back onto the bed.

Ouyang Rong sat up, sighed, clasped his hands together, buried his face in them, and rubbed his face hard.

On the bumpy bed, his body, without the support of his hands, swayed slightly strangely.

If someone carefully observes at this moment, they will find that the slender young man's body is swaying at the same amplitude as the official ship beneath him, achieving some kind of strange coordination.

It is in line with what is advocated by the martial arts masters in the world, a state of harmony between the inside and the outside, where one is integrated and connected with nature.

Moreover, in the small and medium-sized sects in the Tiannan Jianghu, only those who are talented and have practiced standing meditation and horse stance hard since childhood have the opportunity to reach this level.

Of course Ouyang Rong had never practiced it, but he benefited from the unique Qi-refining technique of the Jade Chi Fairy.

No wonder people in the martial arts world all admire the Qi-refining technique of the Myth Dao, which is just like opening up the Ren and Du meridians, and is worth more than ten years of hard practice...

So as soon as he got on the boat yesterday, he was as steady as a rock, eliminating the possibility of seasickness.

The only minor drawback was that I was awakened by the turbulence in the middle of my sleep, and I subconsciously jumped up and stuck to the ceiling...

This is actually the ability Ouyang Rong gained after entering the eighth level, which allows him to control his muscles and bones to a certain extent.

But now, it has become even stronger.

After going through the ritual of killing Lin Cheng, Wei Shaoqi, and Wang Lengran with a sword, Ouyang Rong also comprehended the Twin Swords Technique.

As a result, his spiritual energy cultivation, which had been stagnant due to the bottleneck of sword techniques, successfully broke through to the late eighth level and was close to perfection!

The eighth-grade deep blue spiritual energy in the body became increasingly pure.

Ouyang Rong's ability to control his muscles and bones has been strengthened. If he had "some success" before, now he has reached "perfection".

Ouyang Rong let out a long breath and looked at the cabin door that was creaking and shaking.

He got up at night and put on his clothes.

He took out the chamber pot and relieved himself. He glanced at the strong and fierce but leak-proof water column. Someone coughed. It was indeed a master. It was not difficult for him to aim in the dark and bumpy environment...

In fact, in addition to the strange Taoist meridians of the alchemist, with the improvement of the eighth-grade cultivation this time, the ability of the swordsman's Taoist meridians has also been strengthened to a certain extent.

The range of the sword is wider, and the time of spreading the sword to kill enemies with the same cultivation level is also shortened by one breath.

However, after all, it was only from the entry level of the eighth grade to the late eighth grade, and there was no qualitative improvement like a leap forward.

In comparison, Ouyang Rong attached more importance to the upcoming promotion ceremony to the seventh rank.

Each time you are promoted, you gain double abilities, including the abilities of the sword-wielding Taoist priest and the abilities of the strange Taoist priest like the Jade Cup Fairy.

However, the corresponding difficulty of promotion is also doubled.

It requires both a sacrificial ceremony and new sword techniques.

Especially since Ouyang Rong had only swallowed one Transcendent Golden Pill, which was only one third of the effect of the Six-Winged Summer Cicada.

Strictly speaking, the efficacy of one-third of the six-winged summer cicada is not a simple calculation of one divided by three, but is greatly discounted.

It's like a good bow and arrow, which can be separated into three parts: the bow body, the bowstring and the long arrow. If you take them out individually, they can all be used to kill people, but they all have normal killing power. However, when the three are combined into one, the range and lethality of the bow and arrow are more than tripled... These factors limit Ouyang Rong's spiritual cultivation and improvement.

If he were to cultivate Dantian spiritual energy on his own, without the natural and perfect physiques like his junior sister and Xue Zhongzhu, it would take him a long time to cultivate just the first level.

Talent is something that really depends on fate. Ouyang Rong was able to obtain a Transcendent Golden Pill that could slightly change his fate and repair his leaky body, which already meant he was half blessed with great fortune.

At least now, he can also practice Qi Refining, right? Spiritual Qi cultivation can always be improved slowly.

Therefore, every major improvement or advancement of Ouyang Rong up to now was achieved by relying on sacrificial rituals, collecting the deified spirituality of the dead sacrifices, feeding back the vast amount of spiritual energy to his dantian, and improving his cultivation step by step like leaping step by step.

This can be considered as taking the extreme path of a sorcerer.

In addition, there is something more difficult than the sacrificial ceremony, and that is the new Ding Sword sword technique!

The first sword technique that Ouyang Rong obtained in Longcheng County gave him the ticket to be promoted to the ninth-rank swordsman.

The acquisition of the second sword art, that is, the twin sword art of [Craftsmanship], is the ticket to the eighth rank, which makes him now have no bottleneck in the entire eighth rank. Otherwise, even if the sacrificial ceremony is held, it will be in vain. Next, he only needs to practice step by step, or hold a small sacrificial ceremony, to reach the state of perfection of the eighth rank.

To advance to the seventh rank, a new sword technique is required.

Ouyang Rong had no idea at the moment.

No, not entirely.

When Ouyang Rong was pretending to be Wei Shaoxuan, he got a piece of information from the late Boss Li:
The Prince of Wei's Palace prepared the sword techniques of Emperor Wen for Wei Shaoxuan, waiting for him to return to the capital.

It can be seen that the sword techniques of [Emperor Wen] are in the hands of the court, and Ouyang Rong has heard from Li Xian's family that [Emperor Wen] is stationed in Luoyang, and the sword and sword techniques are top secret in the court of the Great Zhou.

But at the moment, it seems that Ouyang Rong will definitely not be able to get the court to reward him with sword skills. The requirement of hiding the identity of the sword holder alone is not allowed.

However, there is another official way... If Prince Xunyang Lixian can return to Luoyang, and even touch upon the position of royal heir, then Ouyang Rong can ask the Xunyang Palace to help him obtain this sword technique.

After all, if the Prince of Wei’s Palace can get the same treatment, why can’t the Prince of Xunyang’s Palace get the same treatment?

And except for the [Emperor Wen] sword technique which has not yet disappeared.

Ouyang Rong could only continue to fleece an old friend.

He is the known legendary swordsman Tao Yuanming.

As the legendary swordsman of [Hanshi], Tao Yuanming must be more than just a ninth rank.

From this, we can infer that Tao Yuanming should have at least two sword techniques. In addition to the [Hanshi] sword technique "Returning to the Countryside", there are also new sword techniques.

If he could secretly leave behind "Returning", then he had the motive to leave behind other sword techniques as well.

So we can follow this line of thought and investigate the authentic poems or traces of activities that Tao Yuanming left behind before he retired...

Ouyang Rong was lost in thought as he put on his coat and walked up to the bow deck.

The dark river wind whistled through his casually tied hair.

Ouyang Rong reached into his bosom and touched a bachelor's token in his coat pocket. He stroked the pattern on the token with his fingertips.

"It's time for this thing to come in handy. Xiuwenguan is the highest official cultural palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Xiuwenguan scholars should be able to access some authentic works of Tao Yuanming in the imperial court's inventory."

Therefore, after Ouyang Rong changed his mind and received the order from Hu Fu, Zhang Yu and others, he suddenly asked the strange question whether Xiuwenguan had any authentic works of Tao Yuanming.

He held the token in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Tao Yuanming was a famous scholar in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. He left behind many works and was admired by many people in his time. Some of his original works should be in the secret library of aristocratic families. Well, as a scholar of Xiuwen Academy, it is reasonable for me to borrow Tao's poems from them on the grounds that I love them so much...

"Well, it would be best to ask Xunyang Palace to help find out the news... Wait, is there another Peach Blossom Spring in Tao Yuanming's authentic works?"

Ouyang Rong muttered to himself, and suddenly remembered something.

When Li Zhengyan and others passed by Xunyang City, they remembered that there was a small episode.

Li Zhengyan and his companions brought a painting of the Peach Blossom Spring drawn by the painting saint Wu Daoshi, and privately found Yuan Huaimin, a descendant of the Northern Wei royal family, to ask for the original text of Tao Yuanming's other work, The Peach Blossom Spring, which was handed down in the Northern Wei Yuan family...

"The Peach Blossom Spring... The Peach Blossom Spring... Could it also be a sword technique?"

Ouyang Rong's eyes flickered.

While thinking, he was standing alone on the deck, when he suddenly saw a group of eye-catching lights on the river bank in the distance.

It is Xunyang City.

……

"How come Tan Lang came back so quickly?"

Xunyang Palace, in Li Xian’s study.

Ouyang was sitting on a wooden chair, drinking tea and waiting. He had just got off the boat and was covered in dust, so he hadn't even changed his clothes.

Li Xian, Wei Mei and others arrived one after another. Ouyang Rong stood up to greet them, but was helped back to his seat by Li Xianxu.

Judging from their clothes and hairstyle, they must have just woken up and hurried over here.

At this moment, the sky outside the window is still a dull blue-gray. It is dawn, and it is still dark.

The Li Xian couple should have been sleeping in the master bedroom just now, but there were also some who got up early, such as the junior sister and others.

"Big brother."

"Brother, didn't you come back with me?"

Two female voices were heard from the door one after another, one as clear as jade, the other as melodious as a yellow oriole.

Ouyang Rong raised his eyes and saw Li Guoer and Xie Lingjiang walking into the study together.

The two girls were wearing men's suits, one purple and one blue, like "handsome young men". They were a little breathless, as if they had just gotten up early to exercise and rushed here together.

"I'm going to come back after inspecting Longcheng. Dalang said he wants to visit the next few counties by himself."

Everyone looked at each other, Li Xian nodded, and after a while, although Li Dalang was missing, the study meeting was held as usual.

"Tan Lang, is everything okay in Longcheng?"

Li Xian spoke softly.

"Everything is the same as before. However, the plum tree in the backyard has bloomed in the past two days."

Ouyang Rong said casually without mentioning the orchid.

Li Xian clapped his hands and smiled:
"That pavilion in the plum blossom forest, every year at this time, I would take Mei Niang, Guo Er, Da Lang and the others to enjoy the scenery and have a picnic... Speaking of which, I miss it a little after being away for a year."

A few people chatted for a while, and then Ouyang Rong became serious and brought up the important matter.

"Searching for Tao Yuanming's authentic works? No problem, Tan Lang, don't worry, I'll take care of it. By the way, doesn't Gu'er also like this person's poems? He should know a lot about them. I can go with Gu'er to help you search."

Ouyang Rong nodded gently: "Thank you, Your Majesty, and the little princess."

Li Guo'er looked reluctant at first, but when she saw Li Xian's look, she nodded reluctantly.

Everyone chatted about the Xunyang Grottoes for a while.

The study meeting ended and everyone left one after another.

Xie Lingjiang walked quickly forward, took Ouyang Rong's arm, and asked him about the interesting things that happened during his trip.

Ouyang Rong laughed and said a few words.

Not long after, Ouyang Rong turned the corner of the gallery and watched Xie Lingjiang leave and go back to her room to change clothes. He turned around and after taking a few steps, he ran into Li Guoer walking towards him.

Ouyang Rong stopped and greeted him.

"Good morning, Princess."

Li Guoer didn't say hello, and asked bluntly:

"Ouyang Lianghan, I heard from my brother that this trip was arranged by you... Why did you let my brother run away for no reason? Although my brother has swallowed the magic water, he is too far away. What if something happens to him?"

Ouyang Rong glanced at her tense face. The little prince's tone was quite intent on calling her to task... He was calm and asked slowly:

"Is there nothing wrong with the prince in the city? He goes out of the palace every day."

"Are you talking about...the matter of Princess Anhui?" Li Guoer's plum blossom makeup on her brows was slightly wrinkled, wrinkling into a small scarlet dot, making her oval face look quite beautiful and charming.

Ouyang Rong straightened his cuffs and said, "Let the prince go out for a walk. There will be a cooling-off period for this kind of thing. During this period, most men will slowly lose their enthusiasm. People often don't know what they need. Staying in a closed environment for a long time will easily lead to paranoia. The solution is very simple. Go out more often, meet new people, and see the various aspects of life in the market. Then you will naturally know what kind of life you want to live in your heart."

Li Guoer looked thoughtful, and after a while, she turned her eyes away: "But I still don't understand where this momentary enthusiasm comes from. I have seen that princess. If she was as beautiful as a fairy, it would be fine, but she is ordinary in appearance, not as good as the Qin family girl, and not as plump as her."

Ouyang Rong smiled: "Your Highness the Princess is a rational person, while the Crown Prince is more indecisive and emotional. Naturally, they don't understand each other. It would be better if they were more tolerant."

Her eyes were burning: "What kind of person are you, Ouyang Lianghan?"

"Me? I am originally from the back mountain, and I occasionally serve as a guest in the front hall."

"What a mess. Ouyang Lianghan, let me ask you, what if my brother comes back and hasn't finished the cooling-off period, and still has thoughts about the Wei girl?"

Ouyang Rong ignored him and changed the subject: "The dream that Your Highness mentioned last time, the more I think about it, the more interesting it becomes. Can we talk about it in more detail..."

Li Guoer didn't raise her eyelids, her face expressionless: "Why, did Master Ouyang find something similar to the bright moon after returning, and is trying to test his words?"

Ouyang Rong's expression remained unchanged: "I'm just curious. What the princess said is ambiguous. By the way, does the bright moon in the dream have a name, or an elegant name or something..."

Li Guoer was quiet for a while, then turned and left, leaving only one sentence:

"It's been too long, I forgot. But if you have any clues, you can bring them to me. There's no need to talk more than that."

Ouyang Rong sidelongly watched the arrogant princess's back as she walked away.

After standing quietly on the corridor for a while, he touched the night pearl in his sleeve and narrowed his eyes slightly.

While talking with Li Guoer just now, I still didn't feel any good fortune.

Ouyang Rong turned and left.

……

Meiyingzhai, red building.

Li Guer, dressed in purple men's clothes and white socks, walked slowly up the stairs and into the boudoir.

The dawn sun shines on the azalea pot on the windowsill.

Li Guoer skillfully pulled out the chest wrap, tore off the man's hair scarf, put on her long black silk shawl, and immediately went to the windowsill to water the flowers.

He lowered his head to admire the flowers, stayed quiet for a while, then turned and walked to the second to last bookshelf at the back of the study.

She stood on tiptoe and took a box from the top shelf.

Li Guoer came to the window with the box.

When the pill box was opened, two golden pills were seen lying quietly on the red cloth.

As a birthday gift, Lu Ya brought her gifts from the three mountains of the Sanqing Taoist sect.

They were a emerald green pill sent by Master Yuqing and two strange golden pills sent by Taiqing Sect.

There is also an interesting gift from the Shangqing Sect: a Taoist priest with a paralyzed face himself.

Li Guoer placed the pill box next to the flower pot in the golden morning light and tapped her chin with her index finger. Her slender fingers pushed the two ordinary golden pills in the box again and again, causing them to collide and bounce off, over and over again.

She tilted her head slightly, her face looking a little dazed.

Last time, Ouyang Rong came to her to borrow a healing pill for some unknown reason, and she gave him the healing pill that belonged to the head of the Yuqing Sect.

Originally, she was going to give these two golden elixirs to him. When she learned about the effects of these golden elixirs, the first person she thought of was Ouyang Rong.

Unfortunately, someone's official attitude made her very unhappy.

Moreover, he has not yet returned the favor of the healing pills, so it is obvious that he is taking advantage of her for free.

The main character is the one who owes money.

Thinking of this, Li Guoer's mouth corners turned down.

She played with the round golden pill in the box with her two slender fingers for a while.

Actually, it's not that generous, the main reason is... she doesn't need these two golden pills from Longhu Mountain, right?

Li Guoer told herself so.

"Speaking of which, how can there be such a nagging person, sometimes as stupid as a log, but sometimes so smart."

Li Guoer muttered to herself as she pulled out a mandarin duck jade hairpin from the dressing table next to her and twirled it between her fingers. A woman's mood is like the clouds in the sky, hard to fathom...

"The last time he promoted the hairpin, it was obvious that he was hiding a tree in the forest. If I were Sister Xie, I would have already started to investigate his detailed itinerary for the Lantern Festival... Sister Xie still treats it as a treasure and wears it every day to show off in front of me... Heh."

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