Confucian Sword Fairy

Chapter 10
in the middle.

Hearing this, the inner disciple brother in the lobby couldn't help but walk out slowly.

He looks very young, in his twenties, with a blue Taoist robe, long black hair, handsome face, and a pair of eyes full of spirituality, especially next to the earlobe, there is a jade gourd ornament circulating. This is a spiritual weapon, worth Extremely high, it highlights his temperament.

Gongsun Wuxiang, the inner disciple of Taihao Sword Sect.

"You go back."

"Let Junior Sister Qingzhou come over."

Gongsun Wuxiang opened his mouth, he knew Li Qingzhou's intentions, but he didn't think much of it.

"Yes."

The two spoke together, and after saying this, they left separately. After a while, Li Qingzhou's figure appeared outside the lobby.

"Qingzhou pays respects to senior brother."

Looking at Gongsun Wuxiang, Li Qingzhou was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Junior Sister Qingzhou is so polite."

Gongsun Wuxiang spoke, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

"This is a rule, not a courtesy."

Li Qingzhou replied lightly, after saying this, she was very direct, looked at Gongsun Wuxiang and said: "Senior brother Gongsun, is the matter of Song Zhishu related to senior brother?"

She opened her mouth without hiding anything, and her eyes were extremely calm.

"Yes."

"I was distracted for a while, and I hope my junior sister will forgive me."

Gongsun Wuxiang was very calm, he directly admitted that he did not blame others.

"I don't care if my brother has demons, I just hope that my brother will not disturb my family."

"He means a lot to me."

"Very important."

Li Qingzhou spoke lightly, his tone full of firmness.

As soon as these words came out, Gongsun Wuxiang remained silent, not because of Li Qingzhou's attitude, but because of Li Qingzhou's words.

"Understood, it was my fault."

Gongsun Wuxiang nodded.

"Thank you brother for understanding."

"By the way, what did senior brother ask me for yesterday?"

Li Qingzhou nodded. She is just a disciple of the handyman, and it is precisely because of Gongsun Wuxiang's good personality that she also understands it. Otherwise, she would not be so direct. Just clarify the matter.

After receiving Li Qingzhou's response, Gongsun Wuxiang did not continue to dwell on this matter, but brought up another matter.

"The Law Enforcement Hall found traces of Baihua Pavilion and Tianyi Gate. I don't know their purpose in coming to Taihao Sword City. During this period, you should investigate carefully and report immediately if you have any news."

"This is a Grade B mission. If you complete it well, you will be rewarded."

Gongsun Wuxiang spoke out.

Class B task?Li Qingzhou was a little surprised. The Zongmen missions that nominal disciples and handyman disciples could take on were nothing, and they couldn't even be called Zongmen missions. After becoming outer disciples, they could take on real Zongmen missions.

These tasks are divided into A, B, C, and D, and the rewards are extremely high. At the very least, the second grade must be taken by inner disciples, right?
As a mere handyman disciple, I am not qualified to take on this kind of task. This is obviously a kind of care.

"Senior brother, it would be inappropriate for such a task to be entrusted to a junior sister?"

Li Qingzhou said.

"Investigating in Jiancheng, there will be no danger. As for whether it is appropriate or not, the younger sister does not need to think about it, the senior brother has his own arrangements."

Gongsun Wuxiang spoke with a calm tone.

"Okay." Li Qingzhou nodded, she had no reason to refuse when it came to this point, then she cupped her hands and looked at Gongsun Wuxiang and said: "If there is nothing else, Junior Sister will leave."

"Well, let's improve the realm well, train Qi to the eighth level as soon as possible, and be promoted to the outer sect."

Gongsun Wuxiang nodded with a smile and did not force him to stay.

After Li Qingzhou left, Gongsun Wuxiang looked at the latter's back and was silent for a long time, at the end he could only let out a long sigh.

in this way.

In the blink of an eye.

Three days have passed.

The heavy rain continued for three days. Such an abnormal celestial phenomenon naturally caused countless rumors in the market. Some said that it was the birth of a strange treasure, and some said that it caused something unknown. There were even unreliable rumors. It was said that there was a very big person It fell, so it caused a celestial phenomenon.

Everyone has a different evaluation of how big a person is. Some people say that it is a Jindan real person who has fallen, and some people say that the existence that caused such a celestial phenomenon must be the existence of Yuanying Patriarch.

And at Chen Shi, news of an explosion swept through the entire Taihao Sword City, and nearly tens of millions of people in the Nine Great Cities were boiling.

The Great Zhou Wensheng was suspected of sitting down, causing an astonishing celestial phenomenon, and the northern demons may not be able to suppress it.

Most people don't know what the northern demon represents. The only thing they know is that the world may be in chaos. For a while, people are panicked, and some people come forward to reprimand them, thinking that this is impossible.

But for most people, they can't say a concept about what a literary sage means. They only know that they are top-notch figures. Somewhat distant.

Even the outer disciples of the Taihao Sword Sect, at best, just go out and kill monsters, and they can't tell the reason.

So the final result is that the discussion is very fierce. There are almost no non-discussions in the streets and alleys, but there are not many people who really understand it, and most of them are free.

In the room, Song Zhishu wiped the sweat from his forehead. For the past three days, he has been seriously studying the article on university.

And the more he researched, the more Song Zhishu found out how different this article was.

Every word reveals the truth, and every sentence is a philosophy of life. I used to think I understood it, but now I think about it, I am really young.

"University has a saying, a gentleman can do everything he can."

Knowing the difference in the way of the university, Song Zhishu was not discouraged, but quoted the classic sentences in the article to explain his thoughts.

Soon, the excerpted words on the rice paper once again turned into wisps of white mist and sank into the body.

Confucian righteousness enters the body and condenses half of the way, that is to say, there is still the last one and a half left, and the fairy box can be opened.

Thinking of this, Song Zhishu couldn't help but smile.

Glancing at the sky, Song Zhishu got up slowly, the mission of the sect was almost ready to go, and it was just right to start today.

Going to the Zongmen mission is not only for survival, but also for other gains.

In order to avoid the situation that the learning is getting more and more, the aisle is getting worse, and the loss is getting worse, so that there is nothing to do.

Song Zhishu didn't use the Marrow Cleansing Pill that Li Qingzhou gave him, and he still wanted to return it to Li Qingzhou. With the destiny of the Holy Pagoda, his future achievements must surpass Li Qingzhou's.

For her, this marrow washing pill has a better effect, but for herself, it is just the icing on the cake.

"Slow three months, fast one month, the last one and a half righteousness can basically be condensed, I am really curious, what is hidden in this jade box."

Curious for a while, Song Zhishu walked out of the room.

At this moment, Su Wanyun's figure appeared outside the door.

"Junior Sister Su?"

Song Zhishu was full of curiosity, he really didn't expect Su Wanyun to be outside the door?

"Senior Brother Song."

When she saw Song Zhishu, Su Wanyun was obviously a little embarrassed, she yelled, and then looked awkward and full of guilt.

"what happened?"

Song Zhishu was a little curious.

"Senior brother, didn't you help you connect a few days ago? In fact, the junior sister was entrusted by someone to invite the female cultivator of Wanxiang Pavilion to let the senior brother become obsessed with women and be disgusted by the senior sister Qingzhou. This person also realized his fault, so he gave the Yishou Pill as compensation, and I also ask the senior brother to forgive the junior sister."

Song Zhishu couldn't help being taken aback by what Su Wanyun said.

He had sensed that something was wrong before, but never thought that it would be like this. In an instant, he frowned, saying that it was absolutely impossible not to be angry.

It's very unpleasant to be calculated by others, especially when Li Qingzhou is involved. Thinking about it carefully, Su Wanyun really influenced me. Now that I think about it, everything is going smoothly.

"Senior brother, junior sister can't help it. After all, the entrusted person has given too much, and it is also a little intimidating. Junior sister is powerless."

Su Wanyun spoke with grievances, as if she was forced by someone.

"People don't want to kill the world for themselves, I can understand, but the relationship between you and me these years is over, I don't like being calculated by others, especially those I trust."

"Junior Sister Su, if you return the Yishou Pill to this senior brother, you will not be rewarded for nothing."

Song Zhishu's expression was slightly cold. He could understand Su Wanyun's actions, but he couldn't accept it. Seven or eight years of relationship, in exchange for calculations, anyone would be disappointed.

It's just that perhaps because of the holy tower, or because he was familiar with the university during this period, Song Zhishu had a different understanding of Confucianism and the gentleman.

Its own structure has also changed, and if it is compatible with generosity, everything will benefit, but the relationship ends here.

Song Zhishu doesn't know whether he is a gentleman or not, the only thing he knows is that he is not a saint.

"Senior Brother Song, this is the Longevity Pill, which can prolong life by twenty years. If you sell it in the market, at least two hundred low-grade spirit stones, you really don't want it?"

Su Wanyun didn't have much reaction to Song Zhishu's words, but she was still shocked by Song Zhishu's refusal to give the gift.

Two hundred low-grade spirit stones, this is a wealth that Song Zhishu has been unable to obtain for ten years.

"Go back."

Song Zhishu opened his mouth lightly, and after saying this, he passed Su Wanyun and ignored him.

He is not lofty, but has confidence and self-confidence. In the past, he behaved smoothly because he had no confidence, and his dignity was not as high as two taels of silver. Now that he has confidence and self-confidence, he naturally would not accept such a gift.

There is nothing greater than shamelessness.

"Brother."

Su Wanyun still wanted to speak, but Song Zhishu had already quickened her pace and left this place.

Su Wanyun, who was really curious, was left behind. In her opinion, Song Zhishu's behavior was a bit naive, and she was angry in her heart, but it was a pity that such a fairy fate was in vain. Shoudan, she has absolutely no complaints.

It's a pity that this thing can't be greedy, otherwise, she really wants to keep it by herself.

Soon, two hours later, Hongchen Peak, southeast region, near Nanming City.

There are [-] mu of spiritual fields planted here, and above the spiritual field, a pagoda is floating, exuding wisps of emerald green aura. The heavy rain for several days has caused some damage to the spiritual field, so a magic weapon was sacrificed to block the rain.

Song Zhishu registered his identity information and received an access token. He will come here to guard the Lingtian for the next five days.

Guarding the spiritual field is also simple. It is to inspect the [-] mu of land. If the spiritual field is found dry, use the rain-gathering talisman to rain lightly. If the spiritual field is found to have too much water, use the water-gathering talisman to absorb some. It's just time.

This was not Song Zhishu's first time, so he didn't need someone to point him out, as long as he knew where the spiritual field he was guarding was.

in this way.

For several days in a row, Song Zhishu went back and forth, spending a lot of time to guard Lingtian, and occasionally chatted with other brothers about trivial matters, but he didn't seem out of place, and didn't change his temperament because of the holy tower.

Even, as long as someone needs help, Song Zhishu will choose to help, but he gets very little Confucianism and Taoism.

Obviously, I don’t give alms to each other. When I help others, I always have a purpose. If I want to truly gain Confucian righteousness, I must not give alms. It’s a pity that Song Zhishu knows that he can’t reach this state. of.

Five days passed in a blink of an eye, and the righteousness of Confucianism and Taoism did not increase too much. Song Zhishu kept calm and didn't think about it deliberately.

Leaving from Lingtian, Song Zhishu got a certificate, and he could go to the Record Hall to receive his salary, but Song Zhishu didn't go, instead he chose to go directly to the medicine field.

On the way, I met a few fellow students, said hello to each other, and blended in naturally.

"I don't know how long the rain will last. I heard that many places have been flooded in the past few days. I really don't know what happened. Is it the senior who died?"

"God knows who it is. Now there are various theories. Some say it's a sage who is sitting down, some say it's a fairy sitting down, and some say it's a sword fairy from Mount Shu who is about to die."

"Whoever he is, don't bother us. I'm too lazy to go out now. The heavy rain is annoying me to death. If it continues like this, I really want to buy a flying sword. Otherwise, I will pass through some hills. The weather like this , A careless person really died at the foot of the mountain."

A group of people complained about the sky one sentence at a time.

Song Zhishu can understand, because he is as frugal as he is, and he travels these few days with flying swords, so he really dare not take the risk of climbing the mountain.

However, at this moment, a thunderbolt pierced the entire sky.

The next moment, the heavy rain stopped, and instead, a strange crying sounded, miserable, as if the sky was crying.

Moreover, Song Zhishu felt a kind of qi and blood stasis, and felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if he had suffered an extremely serious internal injury.

(End of this chapter)