Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-05-07

Chapter 253 Wu Hongchen, Han Muye Enters the Grandmaster Realm of Confucianism and Taoism (12 Five Thousand Chapters)

Han Muye turns his head and sees ahead At the bow of the boat stood a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy wearing a jade-white brocade robe and a purple jade crown.

This young man has red lips, white teeth, his face is like powder, and his body is a little more delicate, but his eyes are fiercely staring, revealing a lot of resentment.

“It turns out that the prince is here,” Liao Chen also saw the young man and bowed with a smile: “The villain was just confused for a while, and he made a false statement, which should not be taken seriously.”

He folded his hands as he spoke.

This young man is King’s Heir in Zhenxi, so no wonder he is angry, after all, he is talking about his elder sister, even if there is no saying in the Central Plains Dynasty that women should not show their faces.

Liao Chen apologized. Although the little prince was still angry, he didn’t chase after him. He raised his eyes and glared at Han Muye before turning around and walking into the cabin.

Seeing him leave, Liao Chen got up and bowed his hands apologetically to Han Muye, and then whispered: “The King of Zhenxi is obsessed with Cultivation, and the children are difficult. The Little County Lord Yun Duan was raised as a son of the world since he was a child.”

It turned out to be so.

“Anyway, let’s not mess with her,” Liao Chen laughed, raised his hand and said, “Brother Han, please.”

Several pink clothed females came forward, Han Muye waved his hand.

He can’t be considered clean, but has no interest in this tune.

Laughed heartily, Liao Chen walked into the cabin with the pink clothed female beside him.

The cabins are large and luxurious.

The pearls that can be seen everywhere shine brightly, illuminating the cabin.

These pearls cost hundreds of Spirit Stones.

There are also all kinds of hanging ornaments, which are all made of High Level spirit material.

In the middle, such as the lobby of the well, there are several musical instruments on a wide high platform.

Around, many women in colorful clothes walked like butterflies.

All kinds of paintings and calligraphy are hung on the pillars on the four walls of the cabin.

There are also some pink and white walls, and there are various handwritings, some are delicious and pretty, some are sparse, some are messy, some are regular.

“Those Confucian and Taoist cultivators who can only stay in this hall always feel that their talents are extraordinary, and only one poem can impress the women in this fairy boat.”

“It’s not wrong. There is a poem circulating on the Jinchuan River, which quotes the story of Fairy’s marriage.”

Pointing at the words on the wall, Liao Chen shook his head and said, “It’s just If there are only some talents and no family wealth, how can the women on the immortal boat take a fancy to them?”

“Those stories that are circulated are just to attract people to the immortal boat and accumulate popularity.”

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Accumulate popularity.

That’s the real purpose.

Before Han Muye saw that people on the Yunjin Immortal Boat were gathering hope.

It seems that Central Plains Cultivation world really uses all means for the sake of popularity.

The Western Border cultivation world focuses on wealth and law, and Central Plains puts people’s expectations first.

“Then Han, if Young Master Han writes a poem, will it attract Fairy to marry?” Tan Tan, who was following behind and looking around, suddenly asked aloud.

Hearing her words, Liao Chen turned his head and looked towards Han Muye with a smile on his face: “Brother Han doesn’t write poetry, this person’s appearance and family wealth can also attract Fairy’s heart. Yes.”

His voice was not low, and many people around him turned to look at him.

Whether it is Han Muye or Liao Chen, the identity and bearing are not comparable to ordinary Confucian and Taoist cultivators.

Someone who recognized Liao Chen whispered a few words in a low voice.

Fujian Trading Company is one of the three major trading companies in Jinchuan.

Suddenly, many women had different expressions in their eyes.

Tan Tan glanced at Han Muye, muttered a few words, and lowered his head.

Walking up the hanging building, in the elegant attic, the tables and chairs are all made of high-level spirit wood.

This attic can not only see the view of the big river outside, but also watch the singing and dancing in the lobby.

It is not Liao Chen’s identity, such a good location will never be arranged.

Han Muye sat there and listened to Liao Chen whispering about interesting stories on the Jinchuan River.

Whether it is the love between children on a cruise ship, or the manifestation of a spiritual object in the river, the ups and downs are bizarre, and it can attract people to listen to.

Kong Chaode, who was born in Central Plains, has heard many similar stories, but he echoes a few words from time to time.

Lin Shen wasn’t interested at all, standing with his arms crossed, his eyes narrowed.

Tan Tan blinked his eyes, completely attracted by the love and hatred in it.

This is the mortal world.

Love in the world is the most heartbreaking.

Han Muye sat there, shaking the folding fan gently in his hand, his face was calm, and the golden light of the mantra in the Divine Repository flickered.

Renwang and Grand Virtue Qi walked through his body, turning into an invisible aura.

At this moment, his Divine Sense is divided into two, one is left in the body, feeling the boundless red dust, and the other is hanging high in the sky, and it merges with the ever-flowing Jinchuan River.

The great river flows, absolutely never stops.

The Divine Sense falls on the river, and it seems to feel the silence in it.

Mountains and rivers, have emotions?

Perhaps, really?

In Han Muye’s mind, the image of the rushing river emerges.

The trickle flows into the river.

This big river is naturally generated by Heaven and Earth, and it is also excavated by countless people.

On the big river, there are boatmen and fishing boats.

On the river, there are endless singing and dancing, and there are literati and writers.

This river is the opportunity for all people to depend on, and it is also the water vein of Heaven and Earth.

The Jinchuan River and Jinchuan City coexist.

Are people making this big river, or is the big river feeding people?

Han Muye’s Divine Sense looks up towards the front.

There is the direction of Jinchuancheng County Governor’s Office.

“Om—”

A golden rays of light rose from the guard house.

A ten thousand zhang illusory shadow appeared.

That is a golden armor War General illusory shadow, standing in the sky, glancing all around.

It was just a search, but nothing came out, and just dispersed.

Wait for the god to disperse the illusory shadow, Han Muye’s god Soul Power will drop slightly and return to the main body.

In the process, he saw that on the top floor of the fairy boat, the Little County Lord in men’s clothes was talking to a young man in purple robes.

When Han Muye Divine Soul fell, the young man frowned and looked towards the surroundings.

With picturesque brows and phoenix eyes affectionate, although wearing men’s clothing, this style still has a splendid appearance.

If you wear women’s clothes and dance, you will not fall into the name of Jinchuan’s number one beauty.

It seems that this is the master of Yunjin County.

Han Muye Divine Soul just glanced at it, and then returned to the main body, uniting with the mantra in the Divine Repository.

A small smile appeared on his face.

He’s experienced this Divine Soul split a few times.

Either at the beginning of Cultivation’s tyrannical cultivation technique, Divine Soul led, or at the time of the war, the amount of God’s Soul Power was pushed to the extreme.

Every time the Divine Soul is differentiated, the amount of Divine Soul Power can be refined and benefited.

For example, this time, Han Muye’s Divine Repository has a drop of water.

This drop of water is the accumulation of the power of the Jinchuan River.

With this water drop, his Water Element has infinite affinity.

Before he was favored by Western Border Heaven and Earth, his soil affinity was full, he could touch the earth with his feet, and his fleshy body was undefeated.

At this time, with this drop of water on his body, he can walk freely in the water veins of the world, and he can also attract the closeness of the Water Element Monster Race.

And when pill concocting, it is much more convenient to use the power of water veins to pill concocting.

The power of the water veins soothes the meridian of the body, which just complements the fiery intensity of his Nine Yang Art.

A surprise.

Han Muye is in a good mood with this windfall.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the lights on the river are like day.

Man dance and light song, Heaven and Earth are crisp.

“It’s so nice to be a human being…” Tan Tan whispered while lying on the long desk, looking at the lithe and graceful dance below.

Han Muye shook his head.

Tan Tan, who grew up on the azure glow mountain, of course thinks that the mortals on the Jinchuan River are wonderful, but she doesn’t know that there are not only songs and dances in this red dust, but also birth, aging, sickness and death, and Poverty and poverty.

Today, Tan Tan only saw the brightest side of the Jinchuan River.

She couldn’t see that the bottom of the Jinchuan River was covered with dead bones.

The show in the lobby below is really exciting.

There is a group of dancing women with immortal-like bodies, stretched on the high platform or with water sleeves, slender waists and boneless, raised hands and feet, as weak as water, making people feel love and pity.

There is also a woman who wears brocade clothes, holds a cloud board, and matches silk and bamboo behind her. Every word and every word, the singing voice is loud and clear. After a song is finished, there is no sound in the cabin.

The song is good, the dance is good, and it makes people nostalgic.

In the lobby, there were already many people intoxicated.

The scribes with azure clothes shouted the names of the women on the stage and shouted that they would not marry.

There is that Confucian scholar, holding a wine glass, swaying, reciting poetry and prose that no one can understand, laughing and crying, crying and laughing.

Sitting at a high place and watching the scenery, there is something special about it.

Liao Chen turned his head and saw the bright light in Han Muye’s eyes, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, “Brother Han is really not an ordinary person. Looking at this variety, he can be transcendent.”

Aloof.

Han Muye looks to the attic all around.

There are many people sitting in these attics.

These people sit high above the lobby, looking down at the various forms below, and can use this to sharpen their hearts.

The azure clothes scribe who chanted the woman’s name didn’t know that the woman who was unattainable in his whole life, these people in the attic can stay in the boudoir tonight with just one call.

Those who were crying and laughing might not know that Fairy, who made him unforgettable in this life, might have been abandoned by someone in the attic.

Central Plains is bustling, but it is hard to hide the coldness of the world.

At this moment, a faint Grand Virtue Qi moved slightly on Han Muye’s body, and then disappeared.

But the moment Grand Virtue Qi appeared, Liao Chen trembled and was completely stunned.

Grand Virtue Qi is in harmony with people’s expectations, people’s law Heaven and Earth, the realm of Grandmaster!

The Han Mu in front of me is a Confucian and Taoist Grandmaster?

The Grandmaster was not seen in the west of Shu. Liao Chen also heard the rumors about the Grandmaster.

But he knows that those who can become Grandmasters in the world are all great Confucians who are famous all over the world and whose literary name suppresses one side.

Everyone has no idea how old Cultivation is.

How could the Young Master Han Mu in front of me be the Grandmaster of Confucianism and Taoism?

When he wanted to take a closer look, the Grand Virtue Qi on Han Muye who had just broken through had all subsided, and there was no trace of it at all.

“Master Liao Young, what’s wrong?” Han Muye turned his head with a smile.

“Uh, no, nothing.” The only thing Liao Chen could think about was that he was confused.

Of course he didn’t look at it.

Han Muye has already arrived at the Grand Virtue Qi cultivation base at Master Peak of Confucianism and Taoism. Today, he watched the various states of the world in the attic of the fairy boat, and finally broke through and reached the state of Grandmaster.

Grand Virtue Qi entered the Grandmaster realm, and Han Muye’s mind immediately clear comprehension of many things that he didn’t understand before.

For example, the feeling of wandering outside is in the cultivation world, Heaven Stage Second Layer, Astral period.

Divine Soul is out of the body and travels thousands of miles.

However, Han Muye is not the real cultivation base to the Astral period, it is just a coincidence that Divine Soul has such means.

He didn’t know before, the kind of behavior where the Divine Soul escaped from the body without any protection at all. If he encounters a powerhouse, waving his hand will make the soul fly away and scattered.

He didn’t die, really ignorant, luckily.

At this time, when Grand Virtue Qi arrives at the Grandmaster state, he can use Grand Virtue Qi to incarnate his body, stay in the incarnation, and lock the Divine Soul.

This kind of means is the real Confucianism and Taoism.

Grand Virtue Qi protects Divine Soul, stronger than its fleshy body.

The Grandmaster of Confucianism and Taoism, that is the existence above Heaven Stage Nascent Soul.

Unfortunately, Han Muye now has few Confucianism and Taoism methods, and the power of Confucianism and Taoism is also suppressed by Heavenly Dao at Western Border, so he can’t exert much power.

If not, with this Confucianism and Taoism cultivation base, the Western Border can already be rampant.

“Master Yunjin, can we dance today?” Just when Han Muye realized his own changes, a voice came from an attic.

Liao Chen frowned and whispered, “Jiang Chongyang.”

Seeing Han Muye looking at him, Liao Chen hurriedly introduced who this Jiang Chongyang was.

The three major trading companies in Jinchuan are Fujin from Liao Family, Rongchuan from Zhu Family, and Shuxing from Jiang Family.

These three Trading Companies each have their own backing. The Liao Family is the City Lord of Jinchuan City, the Zhu Family is the county governor, and the Jiang Family is the Tianyun Dao Sect.

There are not many Heaven Stages in Shuxi County. In Jinchuan City, Su Zizhan, the county governor, He Jing, the commander of Mysterious Yang, and Zhuang Han, the commander of the Scarlet Flame Troops, are all suppressing parties.

Outside Jinchuan City, in the Culture sect, Tianyun Dao Sect is respected, and there are two Heaven Stages among them.

This kind of power can run rampant in Shuxi County as long as it does not offend the dynasty and does not oppose the county governor.

Central Plains can not help Cultivation, except for the prosperity of Confucianism and Taoism, other Cultivation methods are also available.

“This Jiang Chongyang is not only Jiang Family Third Young Master, but also an elite disciple in Tianyun Dao Sect.” Liao Chen shook his head and said in a low voice, “Dual Cultivation of Taoism and Confucianism, this and the others are indeed Jinchuan Yingcai.”

Only such a person would dare to invite Yunjin County on the Yunjin Immortal Boat Lord dance.

In the eyes of Great Sect, the Imperial Family is just an empty shelf.

Not much respect is required.

Hearing that someone invited Yunjin County Lord to perform a dance, the entire lobby suddenly fell silent.

It is said that Yunjin County Lord’s colorful feather clothes dance is gorgeous, but no one has ever seen it.

The matter of Yunjin County’s dance performance is just like those stories, all of which are eloquent, but never really seen.

In the past, there were also crazy drunk words in the lobby, asking the princess to dance, but the result was nothing.

It’s just that Liao Chen said that watching the princess dance is just a gimmick, and he doesn’t take it seriously.

didn’t expect Jiang Chongyang really made a sound today and asked the county master to dance.

Han Muye looked towards the front. Through the open hanging window, he could see the purple clothed young man who had just made a sound standing in front of the window, his figure bowed slightly. In the quiet room behind him, sitting in the attic. Several azure robe people.

These people are very impressive.

Seeing that no one answered, Jiang Chongyang, who was wearing a purple robe, said again: “Master Yunjin County, today Jiang is leading the Sword Sect in Hongcheng County, Yunxiang County to come to Yunjin Xianzhou, just for the sake of it. Watching you dance.”

“I hope the county lord will give Jiang a certain face.”

Yunxiang County, adjacent to Shuxi County, has a vast territory and many experts.

Hongcheng Sword Sect is the number one Sect of Yunxiang County.

Hearing Jiang Chongyang’s introduction, there were discussions in the immortal boat.

What does it mean when people from Sword Sect in Hongcheng come to Shuxi County, or are they hosted by Jiang Family Third Young Master?

Liao Chen’s expression was also solemn.

“Hongcheng Sword Sect has long wanted to rule the three counties. Is this really going to invade the cultivation world in Western Shu?”

Central Plains Confucianism and Taoism suppressed the world, but not Too much to care about things in the cultivation world.

The rise and fall of these Cultivation sectors, as long as they do not overdo it, the Confucianism and Taoism of the dynasty will not care.

But the cultivation world also belongs to the Central Plains world. The turbulent cultivation world will affect the mortal world.

Especially the Aristocratic Family, a businessman like Fujin Trading Company, which relies on Cultivation world to gather wealth.

The main business of Fujin Trading Company is in Jinchuan City, but they also need to connect with various counties to deliver goods.

The cultivation world is really messed up. I’m afraid their cargo flying boats won’t be able to get out of Jinchuan City.

“Master Jiang Third Young, I, Yunjin Xianzhou, have my own rules.”

A voice came from the top of the Xianzhou.

It is gentle and agile, making people feel intoxicated.

The Lord of Yunjin County.

Yunjin County Master was on the fairy boat, and also responded to Jiang Chongyang.

In the lobby, countless people raised their heads.

At this time, many people have mixed emotions.

On the one hand, of course, I hope to see the fairy dance of Yunjin County Master.

On the other hand, I don’t want Jinchuan number one beauty to really dance.

Even if the dance is performed, it should be a shocking and stunning Confucian scholar, who is famous for his good poetry and prose, and invites the county master to take the initiative to perform the dance, rather than being invited by a son of a merchant’s family. dance.

The trifling merchant.

“The rules of the Yunjin Immortal Boat?” Jiang Chongyang laughed and turned his head to look towards the azure robes behind him.

“Senior Brothers, if you can watch the dance of Yunjin County Lord, it depends on the talents of the Senior Brothers.”

Hearing his words, those azure robe people Look at each other.

A Taoist man in his thirties stood up, walked slowly to the window, and said indifferently: “The rule on this Yunjin Immortal Boat is that poetry and prose are used to press the boat, and it is qualified to invite the princess to dance. , right?”

His eyes swept across the lobby below, then across the attic all around.

“In Xiahong City Sword Sect Luo Wuyang, there is just a poem, please comment.”

After he finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and looked up at the top floor of the cabin: “Luo A certain visited the Yang Sect of Shuxihua last year, and saw the mountains, rivers and mountains, all of which are beautiful, and wrote a poem.”

“The three peaks of Lingyanghua, big and small, where does the spirit trace belong now. The cranes on the top of the cloud, the flowers of Yunxiang in the spring in Shu.”

The poems are neat and the words are ordinary.

But the information revealed in it is unusual!

Hua Yang Sect!

Liao Chen, who was sitting in the same place, clenched his fists tightly, and there was a trace of fear on his face.

“Hua Yang Sect? Wasn’t the Hua Yang Sect destroyed last year?” Someone in the lobby whispered.

“Yes, last year in Hua Yang Sect, the three peaks were cut off and the sect was wiped out.” Someone looked at Luo Wuyi, who was standing in front of the hanging window, with fear in their eyes.

Hearing the discussion below, Luo Wuyang’s expression remained unchanged, and smiled faintly: “Indeed, Huayang Sanfeng, now make a decoration in my Sword Sect mountainside in Hongcheng.”

Destroy other people’s sects, cut off three peaks, and take them to Sword Sect in Hongcheng, Yunxiang County for decoration.

This kind of cultivation path will instantly stun everyone.

Even those mad Confucian scholars were also pale and didn’t dare to speak for a while.

Luo Wuyi laughed and looked towards the surroundings: “Everyone, do you think my poetry is qualified to invite the princess to dance?”

The person he saw, All face away.

Are people talking about poetry?

People are talking about the general trend of Hongcheng Sword Sect annexing the cultivation world of the three counties!

Today it is fake to ask the princess to dance, but it is true to test all parties in the west of Shu.

Hongcheng Sword Sect has formed an alliance with Tianyun Dao Sect to unify the cultivation world of Shuxi.

Now, it’s time to test the reaction of Xiwangfu in Xishu Town.

At such a time, who would dare to speak out?

The room was silent.

“Young Master Han, you say, is his poetry good or bad?” In the attic, Tan Tan lowered his voice.

Her voice was not loud, but it was too quiet at this time, and was instantly heard by countless people.

one after another looked to Han Muye’s attic where they were.

“It’s from Fujin Trading Company.” In the lobby, someone spoke softly.

“Fujin Trading Company? Liao Family is afraid to offend Jiang Family, right? If they really fight, Jiang Family can keep Liao Family’s goods out of Jinchuan City.” Someone shook his head and sighed. Open your mouth.

I thought someone could save the county lord.

Across the attic, Luo Wuyang narrowed his eyes, and a cold sword light flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Chongyang, who was standing behind him, took a step forward and looked towards Liao Chen who was sitting in the attic.

“It turned out to be Liao Shiqi.”

Looking at Liao Chen, Jiang Chongyang’s face flashed a trace of disdain, loudly said: “Liao Shiqi, you said, I am Senior Brother How about Luo’s poetry?”

The Confucian scholars in the lobby all looked up at Han Muye and his attic.

After all, it is one of the three trading companies in Jinchuan City. At this time, maybe there will be some resistance?

“Third Brother Jiang, aren’t you embarrassing me?” Liao Chen stood up and cupped his hands, “It’s not like you don’t know me, how could I understand this poem?”

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I don’t understand.

In Jinchuan City, Young Master, the direct descendant of the three major Trading Companies, said that he did not understand poetry?

hehe.

Hearing Liao Chen’s words, Jiang Chongyang let out a satisfied laugh. Just as he was about to speak, Luo Wuyi, who was standing in front of him, suddenly said, “Tell me, how is my poetry?”

His eyes are fixed on Han Muye.

Liao Chen was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly handed over: “This Senior Brother Luo, my friend came to Jinchuan for the first time, and I don’t know much about poetry.”

At this time, if Young Master Han said a few ugly words, but he offended Jiang Family and Hongcheng Sword Sect.

Just before Liao Chen finished speaking, Han Muye’s voice sounded: “You said I don’t understand poetry?”

(End of this chapter)