Qin Dynasty Novelist

Looking at his demeanor, he is quiet and natural, obviously a Taoist practitioner, if he is a disciple of Renzong, he should have a lot of mundane air in his body, but this person's body is spotless and absolutely detached.

Among the hundreds of scholars, only the Taoist Tianzong can meet this requirement. Decades ago, I had discussed the Tao with Bei Mingzi of the Taoist school and benefited a lot. Although this person is young, he has advanced cultivation and profound principles , should belong to an extraordinary person, and can be a noble person.

"He is Master Xuanqing."

"Hearing the words of the curator, I should have met Master Beiming. Speaking of which, since Xuanqing practiced, I have not seen Master Beiming many times. I came to the library today, but I want to collect the curator A word of!"

"I wonder if the owner of the museum can agree?"

Master Beiming comprehended the truth between heaven and earth, and his contemporaries, if they are still alive, must have discussed the Tao with each other. The owner of the Xingcheng Library should have this qualification.

Facing the inquiring gaze of the other party, Zhou Qing nodded, without saying too much, went straight to today's topic, then glanced at the rest of the hall, sensed the movement outside the hall, and smiled slightly.

"It has always been rumored that the Tianzong of the Taoist school is extremely cautious in accepting disciples, and those who are not talented are not allowed to enter. It is true to see the nobles today."

"Haha, since you are Bei Mingzi's high-achieving apprentice, a single word is meaningless. I don't know what word the nobleman wants?"

The host in red smiled lightly, a trace of strangeness flashed across his old face, this person's cultivation level is definitely above his own, even if he does not return after enlightenment, he is definitely not far behind, such an outstanding person, the Taoist Tianzong There are successors.

He listened to what he wanted, although he was suspicious in his heart, he didn't feel that the other party was entertaining him, and he came so far to see him, and it was just for one word, there must be a secret in it.

"One - the word sword!"

"Zhao Zhen is your disciple. He is proficient in the way of swordsmanship, and he is also a mixture of Confucian grandeur. He is holding a pure Jun sword, which is unstoppable. And Zhao Zhen's two disciples are armed with Ganjiang and Moxie. They are unparalleled in swordsmanship."

"Therefore, Xuanqing guessed that the master's swordsmanship is also extraordinary. Therefore, it is a great honor to come here not far away and hope that the master will write a word for sword and give it to me for collection!"

After speaking, Zhou Qing got up from his seat, put his hands behind his back, and stepped out. The light of lavender flickered and appeared in the hall. He said casually, waiting for the response from the owner in red.

"sword!"

"This old man doesn't really know the way of swordsmanship. What Zhao Zhen learned is also the sword of Confucianism passed down by this old man. It was formed with the help of his own perception. There are quite a lot of sword characters. I don't know which sword character you want to write?"

Seeing this, the host in red also got up slowly, and Can Jian and others also got up slowly, seeing the methods that the high disciple of Bei Mingzi used at will, his heart moved slightly, and he still didn't understand what the other party meant.

He walked out from behind the case and bowed his hands.

"The creation of characters by Cangjie in ancient times has lasted for three generations. There are [-] ways to write sword characters. According to the cultural customs, the chest, and the strength of the wrist, the sword characters are even more diverse."

"The sword characters that Xuanqing wants are the nineteenth, which is independent of these eighteen types. Last year, in the city of Luoyang, the sword characters written by Master Zhongshan were very chaotic and out of line with the general trend of heaven. I will kill it."

"So, Xuanqing came here today, wanting to see the difference between the sword characters written by the museum owner and the sword characters written by Master Zhongshan?"

Another word came out, and suddenly, the entire main hall was silent at first, Can Jian still had that expression, as always extremely vigilant, while the hall master in red and the other four disciples were stunned for a moment. , and the back is full of disbelief.

Especially the owner of the Red Clothes Hall, he and Master Zhongshan have known each other for many years, and they admire each other. Last year, the other party was suppressed and killed by the protector of the state of Qin in Luoyang, and even Zhao Zhen'er almost died.

I have been sad for a long time, Master Zhongshan died, and in the whole Zhao country, there is almost no one who can talk to me. Although I don’t understand Master Zhongshan’s appearance in Luoyang, but now the murderer who killed the other party appeared in Xingcheng Library, I feel his The meaning of the words made me feel sad for a long time.

It turned out to be him, the Taoist Tianzong Beimingzi's apprentice in front of him turned out to be the murderer who suppressed and killed Master Zhongshan. He was a protector of the Qin State and had extremely deep cultivation. He came here today and wanted his own sword .

For a moment, the host in red seemed to understand something.

"I have written a lot of characters, but I rarely write sword characters. I don't know if the old man's sword characters don't suit the nobleman's wishes, will he be suppressed and killed by the nobleman just like Master Zhongshan."

"If this is the case, please spare the lives of these young people. They still have a long way to go."

Although I want to collect the sword characters, I am here to see my own background. Xingcheng is located on the border of Qin and Zhao. Although it was the land of South Korea a few years ago, it is actually controlled by the State of Zhao, and the disciples accepted are also from the State of Zhao.

In the Battle of Changping and the Battle of Handan, many disciples in the library fell. According to the person, Master Zhongshan's sword characters were chaotic and did not conform to the general trend of heaven, because he was suppressed and killed. However, what is the general trend of heaven?

In today's Zhuxia, Qin is the only strong country, while the six countries in the Kanto region are weak, and the general situation of the Qin country is obvious. Difficult.

Now, Xuan Qingzi, the protector of the state of Qin, wants a word of sword for nothing more than to get a glimpse of his meaning and his views on the general situation of Zhuxia. If he is like Master Zhongshan, his life and death today may be unpredictable.

It's okay for me, but these disciples of Xingcheng Library are innocent people!

"Why is the owner like this?"

"What Xuanqing asked for was nothing more than a word of sword. There is a sentence in "Spring and Autumn" written by Zuoqiu Ming. Xuanqing admired it very much. China has great etiquette, so it is called Xia, and it has the beauty of uniforms, which is called Hua."

"This is called Huaxia, but it's a pity that in the troubled times of the Warring States Period, Huaxia's true appearance is not obvious, and the owner of the museum is the most prosperous person in Zhao Guowen. I think the owner's sword characters should be able to reflect one or two!"

In the pacing hall, Zhou Qing's expression remained the same, and he didn't care about the changes in the expressions of the people around him. The owner of the Xingcheng Library still had a certain reputation in Zhao State anyway, so it was not beautiful to kill him brazenly.

Get the character of his sword, look at the lumps in his chest, if he is like Master Zhongshan, then he can't predict what he will do.If the sword characters written by the other party are in line with your own wishes, everything will be over.

"That's it, allow the old man to meditate for an hour, adjust his state, and after an hour, write the sword characters for the nobleman. I don't know how big the sword characters are for the nobleman?"

"Can Jian, go and prepare the cinnabar first!"

The entire hall was silent for a long time again, the host in red didn't say anything, neither did Can Jian and the others. Finally, at some point, the host in red let out a sigh of relief, and looked at Zhou Qing with a complicated expression.

Yu Luo glanced at Can Jian not far away.

"It doesn't need to be too complicated, just a three-foot radius!"

Zhou Qing nodded and responded.

"My lord, wait here for a while."

The host in red also nodded, bowed his hands, then turned around and walked to the side hall area of ​​the main hall. Can Jian had followed the advice of the host in red and went to prepare cinnabar for writing.

Only the four library students who had followed Can Jian were left behind. Their cultivation bases were not strong, but they were only at the level of refining qi and unblocking the meridians. There was a trace of Confucian righteousness looming in their breaths.

They looked at each other. At this moment, they were very clear about the identity of the nobleman in the hall owner's mouth. They punished last year's town for killing Master Zhongshan, wounding the hero Zhao Zhen, and even severely wounding Qin, who was a brother of Canjian. Xuan Qingzi, the Dharma protector of the country.

Now, the owner and senior brother Can Jian left, leaving the four of them here, for a moment, the rumored cruelty and tyranny of the other party flashed in their minds, and the four of them trembled unconsciously.