Huaijin Fairy Journey
Chapter 143 Listening to the Eight Trigrams
Xue Huaijin thought about the two brushes she had just harvested, and didn't want to disturb the master for such a trivial matter. Looking at the Dan Pavilion on the side of the road, she thought of a way.
After asking a few people, I found the Artifact Pavilion in Dongfu City, and asked the steward directly, "Can you help identify the magic weapon?"
The steward replied smoothly: "Yes, do I need to go inside?"
"No, just here."
The steward called for an appraiser, and Xue Huaijin took out the writing brush she had bought. The other party understood it, but she still took the writing brush. As soon as she took out a black stone, the writing brush began to glow.
Xue Huaijin knew that this should be the special feature of the brush, and was waiting for the other party's explanation.
The appraiser signaled Xue Huaijin to take the brush, and then said: "Fellow Daoist is lucky, this is a Confucianism Cultivator's scholarly brush, as we all know, Confucianism Cultivation cultivates righteousness, commonly known as bookishness.
And this brush is the ordinary writing brush used by Confucianism cultivators when they cultivate, but it has the function of fighting against evil spirits due to the influence of bookishness." Speaking of this, he pointed to the direction where Confucianism cultivators are able to recruit disciples today, "not to mention respectful brushes. The scholar's pen of the Confucianism cultivator level, you've made a lot of money! "
Xue Huaijin handed the appraiser two middle-grade spirit stones, "Please tell me more about this. This is the first time I have seen such a scene, but everyone is avoiding it."
The appraiser took the Lingshi and continued: "As long as it is an ordinary writing brush used by Confucianism Cultivator, it will naturally become a scholar's brush after being soaked in bookishness. It stands to reason that it is so easy to make and it will not be so precious, but the problem is that, Confucianism Cultivator never sells scholar's brushes, it is a shame.
The scholar's brushes accumulated in their daily practice will be recycled, that is, the bookishness soaked in the brushes will be absorbed, and the brushes will naturally become useless.
But Confucianism cultivators also have a habit, because it is not easy to accept disciples, and most of them are among the people, so they like to send scholar pens to everyone watching the ceremony as a token of congratulations.
And the scholar brush of the venerable Confucianism cultivator can theoretically drive back the evil spirits of the lower level until the book energy in the brush is exhausted..."
After Xue Huaijin paid the appraisal fee, she left Qi Pavilion and went directly to the inn to stay.
She just got a good thing, so she should keep a low profile, don't shake around, and be careful of being hit with a sap.
On the second day at Mao, Xue Huaijin came to the flying boat point, one hour before the appointed time.
Feeling bored, she saw a large group of people making noise not far away. When they approached, Xue Huaijin realized that most of them were here to see him off.
But if you look carefully, there are still a few familiar teenagers, they are the rich teenagers outside the teahouse yesterday who failed to learn from their teachers.
A young man looked at his mother, "Mother, don't worry, ten of us will go to Anshan Academy together for three years. If there is still no hope after three years, I will go back!"
The teenage mother's eyes were filled with worry, "How does this make me feel relieved, you suddenly said you were going to leave today, and you set off immediately, and you didn't give us any time to prepare."
The boy had no choice but to look at his father, hoping to persuade him.
Although the father was worried, his son was right. Give him three years. If he still can't do it, he will give up Confucianism and focus on physical cultivation.
My son knows it himself, he has always liked literature and hated martial arts, since the child likes it, let him try again.
"Okay, the child didn't go alone, didn't Uncle Zhao and Uncle Li follow?"
……
After arguing for a while, Xue Huaijin finally understood that these teenagers were going to Anshan Academy, where Confucianism cultivators gave regular lectures, and they planned to try it.
One is to improve oneself, and the other is to try again to see if you can learn from a teacher.
There are only two sects of Confucianism cultivators, and it doesn't matter if they can't get into the Taichu Academy, then they still have a chance to enter the inferior Anshan Academy.
The flying boat at the flying boat point rose and fell, and before Xue Huaijin boarded the flying boat, the group of teenagers had already boarded other flying boats and set off.
And Xue Huaijin, who came to Feizhou's own room, thought of the two ordinary teenagers yesterday. If they wanted to go to Anshan Academy, it would be very troublesome. Travel expenses, safety, basic necessities of life after they arrived were all problems.
It's not like these rich kids who said they were going to leave, and everything was prepared at home.
It seems that no matter which world you are in, if ordinary people want to get ahead, the process will always be more difficult, and there is no way out.
These people are like this, why is it not like this in their own family? They came to the cultivation world poor and empty, and wanted to go further. There is no other way except to seize the opportunity and practice with all their strength.
……
Xue Huaijin's flying boat will pass through Biling Valley, Yuanju Tower, and then to Lixian City. It will go to other places after it, but her goal is Lixian City, so she doesn't pay attention to the rest.
It took three months to stay on the flying boat. Xue Huaijin practiced continuously for seven days. Because of her irritability, she had to go out of the room to relax.
There were large open spaces on the front and rear decks of the airship, and there were quite a few monks on the airship deck at this time. Xue Huaijin came to the edge of the airship and watched the large clouds in front of him close up after being cut apart by the airship.
"It's even more annoying!"
Looking at the scene where the clouds are chasing the flying boat, I feel even more tired.
Xue Huaijin turned around directly and focused on the deck of the flying boat.
Is there any excitement for her to take a look at?
There were quite a few people on the deck, but everyone went their own way, and there was nothing exciting to see.
Xue Huaijin, who was so bored and flustered, could only prick up her ears and start listening to gossip.
If there is no excitement, gossip is fine!
Then Xue Huaijin leaned against the edge of the flying boat, facing the crowd on the deck, bowing her head in thought.
"Daddy, what if... what if I still can't be chosen?" came the crisp girl's voice.
The thick male voice replied: "Then let's keep looking, anyway, there are so many sects!"
This is the closest pair of father and daughter to her. The biggest impression left on her is that this father is one-armed, but looking at his strutting and confident appearance, he knows that he is not weak, and she came to the deck for the first time. For a while, he used the Qi Guan technique. The father was a Nascent Soul cultivator with simple clothes.
The girl looked to be about ten years old. In the early days of Qi refining, she had never seen her face. She kept her head down and pulled her shoulders, looking listless.
The girl's voice came again, "Father, can I not worship the sect? In my eyes, you are much better than those sect monks!"
His father persuaded him earnestly: "I have no choice but to be a casual cultivator. Today's strength comes from a narrow escape. You only see how powerful I am now. Why don't you look at my casual cultivator friends? How many are still alive."
The girl's mood was depressed again, "But I always lose the election, every time I let you down, I..."
My father sighed, "I was so ambitious. I was staring at Tianyanzong and Shangqingzong from the beginning, which delayed you. You are now nine years old, so you can't delay any longer. This time we will go to Biling Valley to try. With your spiritual root aptitude, as long as you don't make any big mistakes in the selection, you will have no problem getting started."
Xue Huaijin changed her posture and continued to be in a daze. It seems that this girl participated in the Xianyuan Conference held by Tianyanzong three years ago. After losing the election, she participated in the Xianyuan Conference held by Shangqingzong last year. She still failed. Abandoning the super sect and planning to go to Biling Valley of the first-level sect.
After asking a few people, I found the Artifact Pavilion in Dongfu City, and asked the steward directly, "Can you help identify the magic weapon?"
The steward replied smoothly: "Yes, do I need to go inside?"
"No, just here."
The steward called for an appraiser, and Xue Huaijin took out the writing brush she had bought. The other party understood it, but she still took the writing brush. As soon as she took out a black stone, the writing brush began to glow.
Xue Huaijin knew that this should be the special feature of the brush, and was waiting for the other party's explanation.
The appraiser signaled Xue Huaijin to take the brush, and then said: "Fellow Daoist is lucky, this is a Confucianism Cultivator's scholarly brush, as we all know, Confucianism Cultivation cultivates righteousness, commonly known as bookishness.
And this brush is the ordinary writing brush used by Confucianism cultivators when they cultivate, but it has the function of fighting against evil spirits due to the influence of bookishness." Speaking of this, he pointed to the direction where Confucianism cultivators are able to recruit disciples today, "not to mention respectful brushes. The scholar's pen of the Confucianism cultivator level, you've made a lot of money! "
Xue Huaijin handed the appraiser two middle-grade spirit stones, "Please tell me more about this. This is the first time I have seen such a scene, but everyone is avoiding it."
The appraiser took the Lingshi and continued: "As long as it is an ordinary writing brush used by Confucianism Cultivator, it will naturally become a scholar's brush after being soaked in bookishness. It stands to reason that it is so easy to make and it will not be so precious, but the problem is that, Confucianism Cultivator never sells scholar's brushes, it is a shame.
The scholar's brushes accumulated in their daily practice will be recycled, that is, the bookishness soaked in the brushes will be absorbed, and the brushes will naturally become useless.
But Confucianism cultivators also have a habit, because it is not easy to accept disciples, and most of them are among the people, so they like to send scholar pens to everyone watching the ceremony as a token of congratulations.
And the scholar brush of the venerable Confucianism cultivator can theoretically drive back the evil spirits of the lower level until the book energy in the brush is exhausted..."
After Xue Huaijin paid the appraisal fee, she left Qi Pavilion and went directly to the inn to stay.
She just got a good thing, so she should keep a low profile, don't shake around, and be careful of being hit with a sap.
On the second day at Mao, Xue Huaijin came to the flying boat point, one hour before the appointed time.
Feeling bored, she saw a large group of people making noise not far away. When they approached, Xue Huaijin realized that most of them were here to see him off.
But if you look carefully, there are still a few familiar teenagers, they are the rich teenagers outside the teahouse yesterday who failed to learn from their teachers.
A young man looked at his mother, "Mother, don't worry, ten of us will go to Anshan Academy together for three years. If there is still no hope after three years, I will go back!"
The teenage mother's eyes were filled with worry, "How does this make me feel relieved, you suddenly said you were going to leave today, and you set off immediately, and you didn't give us any time to prepare."
The boy had no choice but to look at his father, hoping to persuade him.
Although the father was worried, his son was right. Give him three years. If he still can't do it, he will give up Confucianism and focus on physical cultivation.
My son knows it himself, he has always liked literature and hated martial arts, since the child likes it, let him try again.
"Okay, the child didn't go alone, didn't Uncle Zhao and Uncle Li follow?"
……
After arguing for a while, Xue Huaijin finally understood that these teenagers were going to Anshan Academy, where Confucianism cultivators gave regular lectures, and they planned to try it.
One is to improve oneself, and the other is to try again to see if you can learn from a teacher.
There are only two sects of Confucianism cultivators, and it doesn't matter if they can't get into the Taichu Academy, then they still have a chance to enter the inferior Anshan Academy.
The flying boat at the flying boat point rose and fell, and before Xue Huaijin boarded the flying boat, the group of teenagers had already boarded other flying boats and set off.
And Xue Huaijin, who came to Feizhou's own room, thought of the two ordinary teenagers yesterday. If they wanted to go to Anshan Academy, it would be very troublesome. Travel expenses, safety, basic necessities of life after they arrived were all problems.
It's not like these rich kids who said they were going to leave, and everything was prepared at home.
It seems that no matter which world you are in, if ordinary people want to get ahead, the process will always be more difficult, and there is no way out.
These people are like this, why is it not like this in their own family? They came to the cultivation world poor and empty, and wanted to go further. There is no other way except to seize the opportunity and practice with all their strength.
……
Xue Huaijin's flying boat will pass through Biling Valley, Yuanju Tower, and then to Lixian City. It will go to other places after it, but her goal is Lixian City, so she doesn't pay attention to the rest.
It took three months to stay on the flying boat. Xue Huaijin practiced continuously for seven days. Because of her irritability, she had to go out of the room to relax.
There were large open spaces on the front and rear decks of the airship, and there were quite a few monks on the airship deck at this time. Xue Huaijin came to the edge of the airship and watched the large clouds in front of him close up after being cut apart by the airship.
"It's even more annoying!"
Looking at the scene where the clouds are chasing the flying boat, I feel even more tired.
Xue Huaijin turned around directly and focused on the deck of the flying boat.
Is there any excitement for her to take a look at?
There were quite a few people on the deck, but everyone went their own way, and there was nothing exciting to see.
Xue Huaijin, who was so bored and flustered, could only prick up her ears and start listening to gossip.
If there is no excitement, gossip is fine!
Then Xue Huaijin leaned against the edge of the flying boat, facing the crowd on the deck, bowing her head in thought.
"Daddy, what if... what if I still can't be chosen?" came the crisp girl's voice.
The thick male voice replied: "Then let's keep looking, anyway, there are so many sects!"
This is the closest pair of father and daughter to her. The biggest impression left on her is that this father is one-armed, but looking at his strutting and confident appearance, he knows that he is not weak, and she came to the deck for the first time. For a while, he used the Qi Guan technique. The father was a Nascent Soul cultivator with simple clothes.
The girl looked to be about ten years old. In the early days of Qi refining, she had never seen her face. She kept her head down and pulled her shoulders, looking listless.
The girl's voice came again, "Father, can I not worship the sect? In my eyes, you are much better than those sect monks!"
His father persuaded him earnestly: "I have no choice but to be a casual cultivator. Today's strength comes from a narrow escape. You only see how powerful I am now. Why don't you look at my casual cultivator friends? How many are still alive."
The girl's mood was depressed again, "But I always lose the election, every time I let you down, I..."
My father sighed, "I was so ambitious. I was staring at Tianyanzong and Shangqingzong from the beginning, which delayed you. You are now nine years old, so you can't delay any longer. This time we will go to Biling Valley to try. With your spiritual root aptitude, as long as you don't make any big mistakes in the selection, you will have no problem getting started."
Xue Huaijin changed her posture and continued to be in a daze. It seems that this girl participated in the Xianyuan Conference held by Tianyanzong three years ago. After losing the election, she participated in the Xianyuan Conference held by Shangqingzong last year. She still failed. Abandoning the super sect and planning to go to Biling Valley of the first-level sect.
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