Dao Fruit

"Oh? It's an unexpected surprise that Miss Han can lead us to Brother Qiu's residence. I didn't expect that you even know where Huang Yan is. It's really surprising."

Yang Ying's eyes fell on Han Weier's face, and she spoke with a smile: "It's just that Yang heard that in the Wenxuan Building, Huang Yan took action and took the calligraphy away from you and Gao Song, and then Use the sage's method to escape from the building and escape all the way. If Miss Han knows the whereabouts of the other party, why not go there herself, catch him and take back the things? "

"Young Master Yang is joking," Han Weier pursed her lips and smiled, "Huang Yan is a rebel wanted by the court. How do I know where he is hiding? Besides, he is a rebel and has a large number of cruel people under his command. I am a weakling." Woman, if you come to your door, it’s not like a sheep entering a tiger’s mouth?”

"Miss Han is not a weak woman," Yang Ying shook her head, not saying anything, and changed the subject, "But since the girl doesn't know where Huang Yan is, how can she give advice to Yang?"

"Although I don't know where Huang Yan is hiding, I know what he wants to do now and his purpose. It's not difficult to lure him out," Han Weier said, not caring that An Jin was nearby and asked directly, " What do you think? Mr. Yang is an expert in this world. If you really want to explore the calligraphy, you and I can cooperate..."

Unexpectedly, Yang Ying shook her head and refused: "It is not easy for Yang to get involved in these things, and it is not what a girl should do. I mentioned Huang Yan just because I felt it. If we are destined to meet him in the future, I will meet him. There is no need to force it." ”

"I see." Han Weier nodded and said no more.

At this time, An Jin asked: "Mr. Yang, you just said that there are many similarities between studying for learning and the practice of monks. Can you elaborate on it?"

"Huh? Brother An is interested in this?" Yang Ying was slightly surprised and nodded, "In that case, then Yang will show off his shame."

"Want to hear the details."

Yang Ying pondered for a moment, as if she was organizing her words, and then said after a few breaths: "Miss Han said that Brother Qiu's calligraphy is the result of the favorable time, place, and people. In fact, on the path of spiritual practice, we also pay attention to the favorable time, place, and people. , chance, cave, and orthodoxy are all key factors.”

"Besides that, there are also the differences between wealthy couples and their land, that is, there are many ways to have magical powers and exercises, but in the final analysis, it still depends on the people. Those with good qualifications and strong will can stand out no matter where they are placed. In this way "

"People and sects' orthodoxy, who has achieved who? In fact, contrary to what the outside world says, monk Shouyuan has reached a certain point, his emotions are indifferent, and he will gradually become ungrateful to his disciples. At most, he protects the foundation of the sect and nothing else. You should pay more attention to it, this is why many Taoist sect leaders are not true masters in their sects.”

After Yang Ying finished speaking, the two people next to him fell into deep thought.

After a while, An Jin breathed out: "From what Brother Yang said, it should be the magical path. However, the principles in the world are never easy. Even if you are a magical path sect, you must follow them. The other way around, it also applies. In the academy..."

While the two were talking, they finally stepped out of the dense forest. The sunlight, which was obscured by the tree crowns and branches and leaves, shone on their bodies, dispelling the coldness brought by the cool breeze in the forest, making An Jin feel like he was in another world.

He glanced at the scroll in his hand and stepped forward.

The carriage that brought them here was still waiting in the village ahead.

"I wonder what changes this scroll will bring to Wenxuan's criticism. Whether it will stir up a thousand waves with one stone like the article written on the chessboard..."

………………

What changes will happen to Qiu Yan's painting has not yet been determined, and An Jin cannot predict it. However, the painting that caused a fight among several people, and even the desk table that was left behind, has a lot of aftermath, and it is currently unfolding. Open on a stone table.

There were seven or eight people around the table, all staring motionlessly at the words on the table, like wood carvings and clay sculptures.

The attire of these people is not consistent. There are two people who are wearing Confucian clothes and are a little thin. Huang Yan is one of them. The rest are mostly dressed in shorts, all of them are tall and powerful.

Sudden!

shock!

The tallest person's body suddenly shook. He was a tall man, wearing a monk's robe, a tight band on his head, and long hair shawl. He was much taller than everyone present.

His body was so shaken, the force was so powerful that his muscles and bones trembled. The rocky ground under his feet was broken into pieces, and the soles of his feet were sunken!

collapse! collapse! collapse!

The next moment, there was a sound from his body, like the sound of wooden sticks driving piles, which woke up the others. They followed the sound and saw something strange on the tall man. They were stunned for a moment, then understood, and retreated silently. In the latter step, no one said a word.

After a few breaths, the tall man's flesh and bones screamed, his body trembled more and more frequently, his aura rose rapidly, the surrounding air was stirred up by the influence, the temperature rose, and the invisible heat spread to the surroundings, forcing the remaining few people to tremble. People have to continue to retreat!

The hot breath lingered for a lifetime, surrounding the tall man, and faintly transformed into a tiger's head. With the man's loud roar, it soared into the sky!

Hurrah!

The stone table originally stood in a pavilion on the mountain, surrounded by vegetation and branches. It was driven and carried by the hot breath airflow shaped like a tiger, and flew towards the sky.

Broken branches and leaves fell down, as if it was raining leaves.

The tall man inhaled sharply, his chest swelled high, and then he pressed it down.

Crack! Crack!

The muscles all over his body made a crisp sound, which made people's hair stand on end. The muscles swelled slightly, and the already astonishingly tall man jumped up a few inches!

When Ye Yu subsided and the abnormality on the man's body stopped, he heard several happy voices coming from around him——

"Congratulations to the traveler for your great improvement in skill!"

"Congratulations to Tiger Walker. From now on, the center remains immobile and the strength comes from the heart!"

"Tiger Walker got the opportunity by reading the article, he really envy us!"

…

However, a few people who had been forced to retreat by the heat came back together and congratulated each other.

The man called "Tiger Walker" is a tall man whose flesh and bones tremble. This man has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a dignified appearance. Coupled with his tall body, he is really majestic.

Seeing everyone coming, he returned the greeting with a smile and said: "It's fortune for the Sa family. I thought I would be stuck on the heroic spirit for a few years, but I didn't expect that when I read the great sage's article, I saw some martial arts principles from the pen and ink, and the muscles and bones are related to each other." Echoing, I had an enlightenment without realizing it, and then I was promoted, and the center was not moving. This was not the ability of the Sa family, but the ability of Mr. Qiu who wrote the article!"

His voice was extremely loud, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the dust on the ground was shaking.

Everyone else nodded after hearing this. They also stared at the article for a long time, and they all had many insights in their hearts. If Tiger Walker hadn't suddenly been promoted and interrupted other people's thoughts, there might have been many changes.

Suddenly, one person exclaimed: "No! I wonder if the chessboard is damaged!"

After this person called out, the others came back to their senses. The tiger walker had advanced suddenly, and the others retreated one after another. Various strange phenomena appeared around them, and even the flowers, grass, branches and leaves were affected. I don't know what happened to the chessboard so close to them.

The chessboard is not precious, but the words on it are precious and cannot be lost.

At this moment, even the Tiger Walker, who had just made a great improvement in his skill, had a sudden change in his expression.

Huang Yan reacted the fastest. He took three steps and two steps at a time to reach the stone table. He looked at it carefully and was immediately relieved. He saw that the chessboard was still spread out on the table, without any change.

"It's strange. The wind was so strong that even the withered grass was uprooted, and not even a corner of the chessboard was blown up. Could it be that the article above stopped my luck?"

Others also gathered over. Another Confucian scholar looked at the scene on the table and muttered. This man looked a bit ugly, with a broad forehead and a sharp chin.

"Brother Niu is also involved in the theory of luck?" Huang Yan suddenly asked after hearing this.

The ugly scholar nodded: "My teacher, in the few heavenly books he left behind when he passed away, contained the secrets of luck. Unfortunately, I, Niu Yan, have little talent and little knowledge, and it is difficult to carry them forward. I contributed this time, and when I arrived in Qilu, it was exactly the same Enter Tiangang Disha, just for you brothers to take a good look at it."

"Brother Niu is really magnanimous, and he is willing to take out such a valuable treasure." Tiger Walker walked over, nodded heavily, and his eyes fell on the chessboard, his eyes shining brightly, "The article on the chessboard is a good thing, I thought It’s a useless article. I didn’t expect that it contains martial arts secrets. It will be of great benefit to our entire village. This is all thanks to Mr. Huang. The Sa family came here just to invite Mr., but now they have such unexpected gains. It is really gratifying. You are truly a blessed man!”

Huang Yan pondered for a moment and said: "We are already here, so we might as well take a few more people back."

"Oh? Who else should I take with me?" Tiger Walker's heart moved.

Huang Yan pointed to the chessboard: "The articles on the chessboard are good things, how can we let the person who wrote them go?"

"Could it be that Mr. Qiu was also taken away?" A look of excitement appeared on Tiger Walker's face. "Is it possible that Mr. Qiu has an old relationship with him? I have heard about Mr. Qiu's reputation recently. I know he is a young talent, but he is obsessed with it. He wants fame and wants to take the imperial examination. Is Mr. Huang sure of persuading him? "

Huang Yan smiled, with an enigmatic look, and said lightly: "I have no relationship with Qiu Yan, and I don't want you to take him up the mountain, but as long as you use a little trick, it will be difficult for him to gain a foothold in Dali. , it won’t take long for him to go up the mountain by himself.”

After hearing this, Tiger Walker was overjoyed and asked, "May I ask about the general's plan?"

………………

"What is the plan? This Huang Yan is really a bandit. He is planning to harm me and make me grateful! However, it would be a good thing if that article can be spread to Qilu."

In the room next to the temple, Qiu Yan put down his pen, shook his head slightly, and then called Dai Guo in. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)