Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-05-07

Chapter 254: Seeing the Red and Wet Places Shocked.

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He, Liao Chen, was used to being a businessman who was sent to us. In such a situation, he subconsciously had to figure out how to protect himself.

But not Master Han Mu Young!

This is a Confucian scholar who traveled the world at a young age.

This is Yingjie introduced by Mr. Dongfang himself!

Liao Chen sighed softly, turned around, and bowed to Han Muye: “Brother Han, I was wrong.”

Han Muye stood up, his expression indifferent, but not Reach out to him.

“No wonder Dongfangshu doesn’t recognize your Liao Family children as Disciples, the floating merchants, and even my temperament of Confucianism and Taoism?”

Han Muye cast his eyes on the opposite window sill, Looking at Jiang Chongyang and Luo Wuyang.

“I, Han Mu, traveled the world, I fit in with Tao, and I came here with poetry and articles. You say I don’t understand poetry?”

I fit in with Tao!

Poetry articles are coming!

With these words, the faces of Jiang Chongyang and Luo Wuyang sank.

Below, everyone raised their heads and quietly looked at Han Muye standing in front of the windowsill.

On the top floor of the cabin, the Little County Lord Qin Yunduan in a moon-white long gown leaned over to Yunjin County Lord’s side: “elder sister, this is the person.”

She was already there just now. Princess Yunjin complained, but her elder sister ignored her, which made her a little depressed.

But at this time, she instead revealed a smart dive light in her eyes: “elder sister, you say, can this guy write a good poem and compare that person to Hongcheng’s Sword Sect? “

“Even if you dance for him, it’s better than the person who danced for Hongcheng Sword Sect.”

Having said this, she was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her arms to hug Yun Jin County Lord: “No, no one will see it.”

County Lord Yunjin smiled, reached out to touch her head, and then whispered: “I hope he can have this literary talent and courage. .”

The literary talent surpasses Luo Wuyang, and he has the courage to fight against Hongcheng’s Sword Sect.

Ordinary people do not have such courage.

“Traveling around the world?” Luo Wuyang stared at Han Muye with an unintelligible smile on his face: “Then you must come to my Sword Sect in Hongcheng.”

“Three Most of the scenery in the county was captured by my Hongcheng Sword Sect, it would be a pity if you didn’t come.”

“Okay.” Han Muye nodded, earnestly: “I will naturally go and have a look.”

Hearing his words, Luo Wuyang showed a wild smile on his face: “Okay, okay, he is a serious Confucian scholar, and he has several points of arrogance.”

“My poems , I got it by beheading a Confucian and Taoist cultivator.”

“Tell me, is this poem good or bad?”

Behind him, those few people The azure robe man also stood up.

These people have flashes of aura and sword intent, obviously the cultivation base is profound.

Cut Confucianism and Taoism cultivator, get poetry.

“You said it was half-assed, so what?” Han Muye shook his head.

Not so good.

Luo Wuyang’s complexion sank.

This is provoking Hongcheng Sword Sect.

“Yunjin Xianzhou rules, since you said that this poem is not very good, let’s make one.” Jiang Chongyang looked at Han Muye and said in a deep voice.

Write a poem and overwhelm the other person?

Han Muye shook his head.

Not interested.

Jiang Chongyang frowned, and before he could speak, he heard Han Muye say loudly: “There are many poems that can make more than this kind of poetry. If you don’t believe me, ask.”

Jiang Chongyang lowered his head and looked towards the lobby below, coldly said: “I see who would dare to—”

“Central Plains is the Central Plains of Confucianism and Taoism.” Han Muye’s voice interrupted his words.

“Today, some people dare to suppress Confucianism and Taoism, and tomorrow, some people will dare to break Jinchuan, break the imperial city.”

Han Muye’s voice was filled with deafening arrogance: “Confucianism and Taoism have suppressed the Central Plains for tens of thousands of years. Today, there are people who have suppressed Confucianism and Taoism in Jinchuan City.”

“You, are you going to oppose?”

Oppose?

Who dares?

Jiang Chongyang’s face turned pale and his eyes widened.

Beside him Luo Wuyi and the others also looked solemn, staring at Han Muye.

This hat is too buckled, and no one dares to bear it.

On the top floor of the cabin, the eyes of the Princess Yundain are bright.

The Yunjin County Master on the side bowed his head, and through the rushing curtain, his eyes fell on Han Muye.

Han Muye looked up, as though he had noticed.

“This, Young Master, have you said what you said?”

“In the cultivation world, things are divided and combined, but they have nothing to do with the dynasty.” Jiang Chongyang Suppressing the emotions in his heart, he spoke in a low voice.

“It doesn’t matter?” Han Muye raised his brows and said indifferently: “You have nothing to do with Su Zizhan.”

“You have nothing to do with He Jing.”

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“You have nothing to do with Zhuang Han.”

paused, looking at Jiang Chongyang who was pale, Han Muye coldly said: “Or, you have the courage to say this to Wen Mosheng. .”

Su Zizhan, Governor of Shuxi County.

He Jing, commander of Mysterious Yang in Shuxi County.

The Scarlet Flame Troops in Shuxi County lead Zhuang Han.

The emperor’s literary appearance, Confucianism and Taoism are the most sacred texts and inks.

The needle drop can be heard throughout the cabin.

Jiang Chongyang’s face turned blue and red, but he didn’t dare to say a word.

There is no king in the world.

Confucianism and Taoism emphasizes the outer king and inner saint.

Be gentle and inaction towards one’s own people, and be ruthless towards the enemy.

Dare to divide the line between Confucianism and Taoism, Mysterious Yang will teach you to be reincarnated as a human being.

Hongcheng’s Sword Sect is strong, but no matter how strong the Cultivation sect is, he must bow his head in front of Confucianism and Taoism!

Beside Luo Wuyi, a middle-aged man in his forties waved his hand and told Jiang Chongyang to step back.

He took a step forward and looked towards Han Muye: “This Young Master is very eloquent.”

He raised his hand and cupped his hands towards the top of the cabin, then said: “Jin Chuan The scenery is really extraordinary.”

“I wait for a cultivator to be a person from the mountains and wilds, and I can’t be contaminated like smoke and dust, so I will say goodbye.”

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and flew away from On the other side of the window sill flew out.

Luo Wuyi and the others also flew away.

gone.

It’s quite straightforward, not even a few words to save face.

Jiang Chongyang, who stayed in the attic, gritted his teeth and glanced at Han Muye, but he didn’t take the right path and flew out of the fairy boat.

When these people finished, there was a roar of cheers in the lobby.

In a few words, the Jiang Family Young Master who refuted the cultivator bowed his head and fled. Such means are Confucianism and Taoism!

Confucianism and Taoism are not just poetry, poetry, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Confucianism and Taoism, and a single word can make a thousand miles, and a single word can defeat thousands of troops!

In the lobby, there are many people who recite poetry and prose, shouting that this poem is a hundred times better than before, calling out to Han Muye to meet, and asking him to write a poem.

cheering excitedly, abandon all restraint.

Han Muye shook his head and looked towards Liao Chen behind him: “I’ve seen this Jinchuan Fengyue before, can I leave?”

Hearing his words, Liao Chen A strange look appeared on his face: “Brother Han, your Jinchuan affair has not yet begun.”

His voice fell, and a voice came from the door.

“Master Liao Young, the county master invites your friend to see you in the top cabin.”

Liao Chen looked towards Han Muye with a smile on his face.

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On the top floor of the Yunjin Immortal Boat, in the Jingya Attic, Han Muye opened the window and looked towards the distance.

Han Muye promises that going to the top floor is not for that Jinchuan number one beauty.

When I came here, I just wanted to stand on the highest level of the immortal boat and see the low-hanging scenery of the stars and the moon outside.

Really.

He was the only one who looked out the window, and the pavilion door had been pushed open with a squeak.

The young prince of the Zhenxi Palace in white robe and purple crown ran to Han Muye.

“I tell you, I won’t be allowed to write poetry later, do you hear me?” Staring at Han Muye, Princess Yun Duan waved his fist again and lowered his voice: “Also, if my elder sister gives you Dancing, you are not allowed to watch.”

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and ran out the door, turned her head and swung her fist again, and then closed the door.

Waiting for the door to open again, walked in was a beautiful woman wearing a light purple dress with golden steps in her hair.

Even though I had previously guessed that the Princess Yunjin would look beautiful in women’s clothes, Han Muye still felt a little surprised when he saw it.

It is as gentle as a cloud and as delicate as a flower.

The beauty of Jinchuan is not like this.

“Yunjin many thanks to Young Master for making a clearance today.”

Seeing Han Muye’s clear eyes, without a trace of distraction, Yunjin County Master stepped forward a few steps and bowed slightly.

Han Muye’s expression did not change when he heard her words, and he said indifferently: “Being in Jinchuan City, above the immortal boat of brocade, is the Heaven Stage great cultivator, and I don’t dare to have the slightest impudent. .”

“Han Mu doesn’t speak today, so naturally others speak.”

Those ordinary Confucian scholars in the lobby couldn’t see through this, and those in the attic couldn’t see through all the influence?

I don’t want to offend Jiang Family.

These people don’t make a sound. Is it possible that Yunjin County Master has no one who can use it?

In today’s situation, it seems that Yunjin County Master is being forced into poverty, and may even come out to perform a dance. In fact, she is just deliberately provoking the resentment of the Confucian scholars in the lobby.

This resentment can also be transformed into people’s favor.

After becoming the Grandmaster of Confucianism and Taoism, Han Muye saw it more clearly.

A low-hanging fruit for him is what the Central Plains cultivator so desperately seeks.

All thoughts were broken by Han Muye, Yunjin County Master chuckled and raised his head: “Young Master, in any case, today is your speech to save Yunjin’s siege.”

“Now, you You can make a request to Yunjin.”

“Yunjin will try her best to do it.”

There seems to be water vapor flashing in Yunjin’s eyes.

The eyes are clear, nothing more than that.

Han Muye swept her gaze over her body, and then said, “Really, you can ask for anything?”

County Master Yunjin bit her lip, gently.

That look is really tempting.

Han Muye pondered for a while and said, “I want to see the Confucian and Taoist classics of the Zhenxi Palace.”

The voice fell, and a look of confusion flashed in Yunjin County Lord’s eyes.

Not at all what she thought.

“Why, it’s inconvenient?”

Seeing her silence, Han Muye opened the mouth and said.

County Master Yunjin shook her head and said, “It’s not inconvenient, but you can’t take this book with you.”

paused, she looked up at Han Muye: “You can only read One night.”

One night is enough.

<>See Han Muyep nod, the Lord of Yunjin County turned over the palm, and several volumes of ancient books appear in the palm.

Han Muye walked to the desk, raised his hand and swept away the melon, fruit and wine, then reached out and beckoned, and the books fell on the desk.

These are the treasures of the Zhenxi Palace.

Although the Imperial Family does not have any power, the treasures are not something outsiders can have.

A booklet is opened, the red dust curse in the Han Muye Divine Repository oscillates, and the Grand Virtue Qi continues to circulate.

However, he is now in the state of Grandmaster, with Grand Virtue Qi locked in Divine Soul and in harmony with his body.

Han Muye’s Grand Virtue Qi was cultivated by chance, and it was all blessed by the mantra.

Although I have practiced some Confucian and Taoist cultivation techniques before, I have read some books in the Jianmen Book Collection Building, which is comparable to the Central Plains Imperial Family Collection?

The text of the booklet was transformed into a picture, which appeared in Han Muye’s mind.

Cultivation process, Divine Ability means, travel scene.

These books involve Cultivation of Confucianism and Taoism, Confucianism and Taoism, senior insights and so on.

All of this is exactly what Han Muye lacks right now.

The Great Cultivator of Confucianism and Taoism said that the means by which Power of Heaven and Earth go hand in hand is the Divine Ability of Confucianism and Taoism.

That speaking like a printed book, the scene of poetry becoming a soldier, is called Confucianism and Taoism.

With poetry and prose as a battle, a touch of ink as a soldier, a swipe of a brush to turn an army into an army, a word to follow the law, a style of writing, popularity, Grand Virtue Qi, infecting this world, one word can be used against all armies, it’s really fun!

A variety of Confucianism and Taoism were embodied in Han Muye’s mind, and he couldn’t help but want to experiment.

But now is not the time.

He reads books very fast, and he can turn over a book in just one book.

Moreover, he didn’t read books casually, he recited a few sentences softly from time to time, and also commented in a low voice.

Hearing his comment, Yunjin County Lord’s eyes lit up, and he hurriedly leaned over to read the sentence, took out his pen and ink, and quickly wrote down these words.

Wait for another one when he finishes reading one.

At this time, watching carefully, he didn’t even bother to pay attention to the number one beauty of Jinchuan beside him.

Yunjin County Master was not annoyed either, taking down Han Muye’s comments while arranging the book.

In just a moment, Han Muye finished reading the bookcase on the bookcase, and Yunjin County Master put away the booklet and sent another stack.

Approximately, this is the book.

“Young Master, what is the meaning of what you said just now about the depth of the cloud and the absence of the wind and cloud?”

“Young Master, what is the meaning of the sentence before that one whale falls and all things are born? Is it an allusion?”

“Young Master, Young Master, what is the last sentence you just said, I didn’t understand.”

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Before you know it, dawn in the east.

Han Muye reached for the new booklet, but felt it was empty, but it was soft to the touch.

Stunned for a moment, he raised his head and saw Princess Yunjin, who had withdrawn his palm with a trace of resentment on the opposite side.

Han Muye didn’t even look up that night.

“Sorry, the night has passed.”

Han Muye shook his head and stood up regretfully.

I read hundreds of books in one night, all of them are precious classics of Confucianism and Taoism, and I have gained a lot.

The dozens of Confucianism and Taoism Divine Ability are transformed into golden characters, which exist in Qi Sea, and reflect each other with sword intent.

Divine Ability has something in common with sword intent.

Han Muye cupped his hands and said, “Many thanks, the county master stayed with me all night, Han Mu said goodbye.”

Why does this sound mean something else?

Seeing Han Muye walking towards the pavilion gate, Yunjin County Master suddenly whispered: “Young Master Han, you said last night that poetry and articles are omnipotent, I don’t know, maybe leave a poem for Yunjin? ”

Leave a poem?

This Yunjin County Master is helping himself to read the book all night, can this little wish be fulfilled?

Han Muye nods. He walked to the book desk, picked up the ink pen that the Yunjin County Master had used to transcribe his comments, and gently stroked the ink.

A poem was written, and he strode out of the attic.

As soon as the door opened, the Cloud Satin Little County Lord, who was in front of the door, almost didn’t fall.

“You, tell me, what did you and my sister do all night?” Cloud Satin Little County Lord gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

“Reading,” Han Muye said, and went straight downstairs.

“Reading books?” Yun Duan Little County Lord widened his eyes: “A male and a female together alone, just read books in one night?”

She pushed open the half-closed door , walked into the attic, and saw Yunjin County Lord kneeling in front of the book desk, neatly dressed, with various books and papers in front of him.

“Do you really read books?”

Yun Duan Little County Lord stepped forward curiously and saw a poem on the page in front of Yun Jin.

“Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild trails are dark and the clouds are dark, and the river and boats are only bright. Look at the red and wet places, and flowers are heavy in the official city.

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Muttering a few verses, Cloud Satin Little County Lord face changed, stomping fiercely.

“Xiao looked at the red and wet places, Xiao looked at the red and wet places, Deng Tuzi, and didn’t say anything, it was clearly done everything…”

Low With a shout, she turned and ran out.

Sitting there, Yun Jin carefully folded the paper, and looked towards the stack of written words in front of him, with a smile on his face.

“Yunjin Immortal Boat rules, if I leave a poem, I will perform a dance. When will you come to see me dance…”

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Outside Jinchuan City.

Liao Chen looked at Han Muye with regret and cupped his hands: “Brother Han, are you really going to stay in Jinchuan for a few more days?”

As soon as he left the Yunjin Immortal Boat, Han Muye spoke up Said to go out of Jinchuan City.

Liao Chen jokingly asked if he was staying overnight in Xianzhou, fearing that students from all over the city would come and break the door.

It’s just that he didn’t expect that Han Muye really decided to leave Jinchuan City.

“Although Jinchuan is good, it is not my hometown.” Han Muye shook his head and turned his eyes to the front: “I have learned a lot from this trip, and I am satisfied.”

Achieving Confucianism The Grandmaster, the deal with Fujin Trading Company, and the reading of Imperial Family books, this trip to Central Plains has yielded a lot more than Han Muye imagined.

Liao Chen’s expression was complicated as he watched Han Muye lead Lin Shen and the others away.

Whether it’s the medicine pill sword business or Han Muye’s attitude and knowledge, he is deeply impressed.

Last night, Han Muye was actually left on the top of the fairy boat by Yunjin County Master for one night.

Things like this are really unimaginable.

Although I have heard of the county host offering dances, I have never heard of the county host staying overnight.

What happened on the fairy boat that night?

“Ten Seventh Young Masters! patriarch calls you back to Trading Company quickly.” A silhouette ran behind Liao Chen and spoke in a low voice.

Liao Chen nodded and followed him to Jinchuan City.

“Have you heard that someone stayed on the top floor of the Yunjin Immortal Boat last night!” Someone whispered on both sides of the avenue.

“Of course I heard, it is said that the man really stayed overnight and left a poem, and the little prince has been looking for that guy everywhere with a whip.” Someone lowered his voice and whispered inexplicably excited.

Overnight, the whole city knew the name of Han Mu!

The curtain of staying in Jinchuan’s number one beauty, in Jinchuan city, how many people bit the root of their teeth!

A poem?

Liao Chen was stunned for a moment, he didn’t know that Han Muye also left a poem.

There is no need for him to ask any poems, someone has already recited them quietly.

“Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild trails are dark and the clouds are dark, and the river and boats are only bright. Look at the red and wet places, and flowers are heavy in the official city.

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Liao Chen was dazed with a low taste of a few poems.

This wet, is it real poetry?

If it wasn’t for Yunjin County Master’s intention, such poetry and prose could have been circulated?

Is it for Han Mu’s fame, or is it something else?

Looking up, the little prince with a whip in front of him galloped over on the little red horse.

Liao Chen grinned, no wonder Brother Han wanted to leave quickly.

“Little Prince, that guy has already run away.” He straightened his clothes and strode up to meet him.

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“Mother Lan.”

A hundred miles outside Jinchuan City, Tan Tan looked towards the Hibiscus Great Demon walking in front.

There is a secret technique connection between the wood demons. When they left the fairy boat, Han Muye asked the sandalwood to summon the hibiscus.

“The spiritual medicine has been delivered, shall we go back to Western Border?” Hibiscus looked towards Han Muye.

“Senior, you go back to Western Border first.” Han Muye looked up towards the distance with a smile on his face.

“I’m going to see the scenery of the three counties at the request of a friend.”

Hibiscus frowned, looking forward.

Over there, there seems to be a sword light rushing into the sky.

Really Han Muye’s sword dao friend?

Watching Lin Shen drive the flying boat, carrying Kong Chaode and Han Muye away, Mujin shook her head, looking towards Tan Tan.

“Girl, how is their business doing?”

Business?

Tan Tan opened his mouth.

Forgot to remember this.

Mujin laughed and reached out to touch Tan Tan’s head.

Mujin looked back at the still magnificent Jinchuan City, and sighed: “This Central Plains is prosperous, after all, it is not the place I have been waiting for.”

Hearing her words, Tan Tan turned his head and looked towards the river in the distance.

The singing and dancing were like a dream.

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The flying boat turned around for one hour, and several azure robe silhouettes floated up and stopped in front.

“Three thousand miles outside Jinchuan City, Confucianism and Taoism students were killed with swords. This Central Plains king’s law really needs to be rebuilt.” Han Muye smiled as he watched the sword-wielding approach. Luo Wuyang.

People from Hongcheng Sword Sect.

“Now let’s talk about Wang Fa? Where’s your arrogance on the Xianzhou?” Luo Wuyi looked at Han Muye coldly, with killing intent in his eyes.

“Today, my Sword Sect from Hongcheng is 30,000 sword cultivators into the west of Shu. Let’s take a look. Three thousand miles outside Jinchuan City, whether it is Wang Fa Kuai or Sword Art Kuai.”

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