I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 85: Two and a half years

The dock is always extremely busy in late spring and before summer.

Many merchant ships have to deliver goods to their destinations before the summer floods.

Of course, Yangzhou Mansion is also the busiest and most lively during this season.

The restaurant will take the opportunity to launch new dishes and fine wines, and the cloth shop will put the latest silks and satins sent from Yunzhou on the shelves.

Brothels and brothels, large and small, will also take the opportunity to promote the new generation of courtesan. At the same time, they will try their best to sell the courtesans at a good price by making them popular.

The river water that rolls in from the west and goes eastward glows with golden waves in the sun, like two golden rivers, watering the entire Yangzhou Prefecture with splendor.

"Here it comes! Here it comes!" A young man rushed out of a newly opened bookstore on the street, waving a thin booklet in his hand.

Immediately, many young people about his age or older gathered around him.

They gathered the young man in the middle. Just behind these people, the bookstore was still crowded with people. From the accent, people from all over the country came from all over the country. It was obvious that they came from other places.

"Think about it! Think about it quickly, what new works has Master Huilang produced?" The young people and teenagers were all excited, like fanatical believers.

The young man cleared his throat, then opened the calligraphy, took a closer look, and then recited: "It is the evening of spring in Gui. I travel to the east of Yong. I hear the sky and admire the beauty of the most beautiful mountains. I go to see them. I board a boat on Shihu Lake, twenty years old. Five miles down the north, drag the weir to reach the river. The river travels nine times to reach the mouth of the river. Turning to the west, a bridge crosses the stream and is covered with buildings. From under the bridge, enter the stream and reach the mouth of the spring at nine times. Every boat going back and forth looks at the lake. Up and down, dozens of miles in an instant, if it is not the right time, it will be laborious and slow if it is not pulled by human power. At the beginning, the thin stream turns around the mountains, and the rocks are deep and ravine. There is a "immortal cave" with huge rocks facing the water. If you sit on your heels, It’s called the ‘Xianluan Cave’. According to legend, when a rock was cut through the mountain, a golden luan flew away. I don’t know what year it was..."

Many pedestrians around also stopped after hearing the sound. Even those who didn't understand, they all pretended to appreciate and understand, as if they were being led into the beautiful scenery described by the words, for fear that others would notice the clues. .

When a certain behavior becomes a trend, even trying to remain ignorant becomes a sin.

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In front of the ancient temple, the grass is so green.

Clouds and mist surround the mountains, and solitary peaks tower into the blue sky.

The wild flowers are in full bloom, and the vast trees are filled with smoke.

After sunset, the cuckoos sing.

The flowers at the foot of the mountain have all withered, but the azaleas, peach blossoms and plum blossoms on Qingyang Mountain are still blooming gorgeously, making this quiet and famous mountain particularly beautiful.

In a Zen room, a young monk was making tea elegantly, while the handsome monk, half of his face covered, sat there quietly, watching the young monk's performance.

"Your tea art has improved again!"

"Now your calligraphy, painting, and poetry are all world-renowned, and your chess, music, tea, and incense are also all extraordinary. I really don't know where you got so much time. You can learn to do this while ensuring that you are diligent in your cultivation." many."

"I can guarantee that Patriarch Yun Xue back then was not as versatile as you." The half-faced Master Xueyu said, taking the tea handed over by Li Lang.

Li Lang smiled and said nothing, and did not answer the question.

Xueyu did not ask further questions, but continued: "A few days ago, you just wrote a travelogue, which attracted the attention of Yangzhou. However, within a day or two, someone in the capital was already reading your travelogue. There are so many kind words, but you are already rare in the world based on your literary name alone."

"With the protection of this literary name, even if you go to Beijing, your life will be safe."

"How about it? When do you decide to go to the capital?"

Xueyu has urged Li Lang several times, this is the fifth time.

The first four times, Li Lang found reasons to push him away. Only this time, Li Lang seemed to have no intention of finding excuses.

"I have to go to the Junshui Sword Sect first, then join the Snow Generation, and finally go to the capital!" Li Lang said calmly while drinking tea.

Two and a half years have passed since he sent Mingbi to the Junshui Sword Sect.

In the past two and a half years, Li Lang has never been idle.

In terms of martial arts cultivation, he has already developed four divine veins. If there was not an 'opportunity' checkpoint that he had to wait for before each divine vein could condense, his progress would be much faster.

In terms of longevity skills, the Tong Yang Kung Fu, the Immortal Food Kung Fu, and the Black Tiger Kung Fu have all been completed, but how to reach perfection and condense the supreme secret is still somewhat unclear.

However, just the completion of these longevity skills alone can add up to a considerable amount of life for Li Lang. What's more, some of the specific effects attached to these longevity skills themselves have also greatly increased their effectiveness due to the completion of the skills.

Li Lang had reached the second level of the Medicine King Buddha Kung Fu, and the number of corresponding acupoints soared to thirty-six. There were seven corresponding acupoint-fixing magical skills, and some combinations of ordinary acupoint-fixing martial arts were indispensable.

Of course, after completing the first level of cultivation, Li Lang's personal life strength increased greatly, and he had the talent of super-speed regeneration. It was not a magical power, but it was more powerful than many magical powers.

"No need to go to such trouble! There are many female disciples in the Junshui Sword Sect who admire you. You can drop by and make friends with one of them, and then you can directly take a boat across Kyushu and go to the capital!" Xueyu seemed a little anxious, acting like Slightly deliberate.

Li Lang frowned: "What's wrong? Are the two uncles Xue Qing and Xuemang... in a bad situation in the capital?"

Xueqing and Xuemang are naturally the original Huiqing and Huimang.

They went to the capital ahead of Li Lang, saying they were going to explore the road first, but in fact they didn't want to let Li Lang steal the limelight.

Entering the capital in advance, if they end the mission of Qingyang Temple before Li Lang arrives, it will be completely impossible for them to become Li Lang's foil again.

Obviously, things were not as easy as they imagined.

"The capital is a big quagmire. I have warned them long ago that the real trouble does not come only from the Queen."

"They seem to have listened, but they don't seem to really take it seriously. Now they are in a lot of trouble, and they are about to be labeled as the evil monks who have brought harm to the country again." Xueyu sighed and said, revealing One eye was shining with the light of remembrance.

Li Lang smiled when he heard this: "The word 'Zai' is used very spiritually!"

"Uncle Xueyu! When will you be willing to tell your story?"

Xueyu still ignored Li Lang's prying.

Li Lang had no choice but to continue: "Also, I personally feel that the term demon monk is not necessarily a slander to the monks of Qingyang Temple."

At the same time, Li Lang actually felt in his heart that the method used against Xueqing and Xuefang was a bit like... Xiangzhuang's sword dance, aiming at Peigong!
There are many ways to drive the two monks out of Beijing or deal with them secretly.

Xue Qing and Xuemang are excellent, but their excellence is not better than that of Xue Ya, Xue Yu and others of the same age back then.

Since those who were guarding the capital had sufficient experience in dealing with Xue Ya and Xue Yu, and then dealing with Xue Qing and Xuefang, it was actually not difficult.

The stigma of spending a lot of time and effort, and making it easy to face the Queen face to face, is a thankless task.

Isn't it because he did it even if he didn't want to please him just to prevent him in advance through a chain reaction, the 'Wen Xin' monk whose literary name has spread throughout the capital before he even enters the capital?

(End of this chapter)