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Chapter 40 Yuedi has a girl, Yunmeng has a sword (please read and ask for tickets)

"Brother, do you think I'm stupid?"

"No."

Ouyang Rong shook his head without looking sideways, and looked at the younger junior sister who was facing each other. Well, he didn't care at all about the size of the future cafeteria of the juniors and nephews.

"Such an obvious plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain, I still fell for it."

"The more sophisticated the trap, the more unpretentious it is."

Xie Lingjiang was a little melancholy: "Really...but I have read so many books, and my father often told me to use my brain before fighting, but as soon as I saw the enemy injured and running away, I wanted to chase, thinking that I could quickly Catch him quickly."

Ouyang Rong thought for a while, and comforted him: "Normal. I used to jump over the tower impulsively, thinking that a trace of blood could kill me. I later realized that this is called the illusion of life."

"Crossing the tower... dead point... what do you mean?" Xie Lingjiang was taken aback, and asked tentatively, "Brother is also a Qi trainer?"

"No...but it's not far from it. I understand the urge to fly away after the head is obtained." He sighed.

"Brother." Xie Lingjiang's nose was a little sore.

"So the junior sister is not brainless, but a bit big... no... a bit stupid, and more training with the senior brother will make you smarter."

"..." Xie Lingjiang.

"Senior brother doesn't know how to comfort others, but he doesn't need to comfort others." She nodded sternly.

Ouyang Rong smiled, picked up half of the bronze animal mask from the table, and looked at it carefully, "So, junior sister, have you seen the appearance of this monster?"

"No, he still has paint on his face, pretending to be a ghost... Leaping into the Butterfly Creek with his wounds and escaping."

Seeing the apologetic look on Xie Lingjiang's face, Ouyang Rong said softly:

"Looking at it now, it's probably sent by the Liu family. There may be some accomplices to support it. The junior sister is not impulsive and hastily entered the water. It's right." And the younger junior sister should not be able to swim with him, and she is two catties heavier than others.

Xie Lingjiang was still aggrieved, "The main reason is that I am not good at swordsmanship, otherwise these illusory witchcrafts would be broken with one sword and hit the body directly."

The corner of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched just as he wanted to comfort her, and he glanced at the long sword at her waist, "You call this not good at swordsmanship?"

"Where is this? Brother, this is the first time I've seen a Qi trainer, right?" Xie Lingjiang shook his head, "The path I'm on is not good at swordsmanship, and the one who can truly break through ten thousand spells with one sword It’s another hidden Dao vein.”

"Junior Sister is following the scholarly path?"

"Hmm. Brother also knows about Qi practitioners?"

"I heard that Liu Lang mentioned it, but I'm not very clear." After a pause, Ouyang Rong asked curiously again: "There are high and low grades of Qi practitioners, and what is the realm of junior sister?"

Although he will go home after curing the water and slaying the dragon, it doesn't hinder him from gossiping a little bit, because he always suspects that the merit tower in the heart lake has something to do with Qi practitioners...

But right now, it seems that Qi trainers like Junior Sister are a bit like masters in martial arts novels, just with a different name. It seems that what they practice is not horizontal martial arts, but a thing called "Qi", which can weigh twice as much. The little junior sister who weighs [-] pounds and has a delicate body can fly over the wall, which shows that it is indeed quite magical.

And the source of this power system can also be traced back to the pre-Qin Qi fighters who appeared in some ancient books.
But I don't know where the origin of the group of pre-Qin Qi fighters can be traced back to, the age of ancient mythology?

And what is the current situation of the top beings in the group of Qi practitioners?Could it be that he could live forever and see forever? Did Emperor Shi Huang ask for the elixir of longevity thousands of years ago... Well, it must be gone. If brother Ying is still there, Li Gan and Wei Zhou probably wouldn't exist now.

"Senior brother, don't inquire about matters in the Jianghu." A certain noble daughter of the Xie family seemed to be still angry, because someone just blinded her for being touched.

Ouyang Rong peeled an orange with a smile, buttoned the white silk twice, and handed it over, "Junior sister calm down."

Xie Lingjiang snorted softly: "If you don't eat, you will get angry."

The young county magistrate thought for a while, then silently pushed the pile of orange peels on the table, as well as Baisi.

This down fire.

"..."

With a wave of Xie Ling Jiang Xiuying, he snatched the peeled tangerine that the senior brother was about to take back, and glared at him angrily and amusedly.

"Eat the skin yourself. Peel two more and give them to me."

Ouyang Rong smiled and nodded, peeled off a few more and handed them over, "Let's get down to business."

Xie Lingjiang turned serious and said:

"A Qi trainer has nine grades.

"But actually... it's the sixth grade.

"Because the last three items leading to the 'myth' have long been lost.

"It's like Zhou Ting's official ranks, the top first and second ranks such as the third master and third master will not be awarded real power but only honorary titles.

"The first, second and third ranks of Qi practitioners are also similar. In today's Jianghu, inside and outside the world, it has not been heard of anyone who has reached this level in the past hundred years.

"However, even if it is lost, the Qi practitioners in the entire Jianghu still use the Ninth Grade System, which was the standard that was born along with the Nine Grade Zhongzheng System during the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

"Among them, the ninth-rank and eighth-rank qi trainers are beginners, and their aura is blue; the seventh and sixth ranks are middle-rank qi trainers, and their aura is vermilion; the fifth and fourth ranks are top-rank qi trainers, and their aura is purple; and Further up is the lost celestial character, this kind of existence is called in ancient books... Shenzhou celestial beings, it is rumored that they can fly into the sky and hide from the earth, and walk against the wind."

Xie Lingjiang sighed.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help asking: "Aura still has color? Why didn't I see you?"

"One, I haven't reached the realm of exile yet, and two, senior brother won't be hopeless."

He understood it, and asked again: "What do the nine mythological lines mean?"

Xie Lingjiang stuffed a piece of orange flesh into his mouth, tapped his vermilion lips lightly with his onion finger, and said carefully:
"All qi training techniques in this world come from the nine mythical lines handed down from the pre-Qin period.

"Some people say that the end of the nine Dao veins can lead to mythology, some say that the ultimate destination of climbing the ninth rank is immortality, and some say that the promotion of the first rank will lead to Penglai Wonderland... But, who knows.

"The myth has long been lost, and Changsheng Jiushi and Penglai Fairyland are only pursued by the crazy alchemists overseas and the most paranoid Taoist Qi practitioners.

"The nine mythological lines have been passed down to this day, and the sea has already changed.

"How about disappearing in the long river of history like the Mohist Taoism, where the whale falls and all things live;

"If it's not like the Dao of the military family and the Dao of the Yin-Yang family, they have declined in the two battles over the past thousand years and fell into the hands of the imperial power and the hidden family;
"How about being passed down for thousands of years just like the scholar's Taoism and Taoism's Taoism, and still standing upright to show the world and save the world;
"Or... then escape into the world, each with its own mission, each with its own attachments, and each with its own... madness."

Xie Lingjiang sighed softly.

Ouyang Rong was thoughtful, and asked again: "Then this complete lineage of scholarly humanity belongs to our Confucianism?"

Xie Lingjiang shook his head: "The way of scholars is not exclusive to Confucianism or Confucian families, there are also a few disciples such as Legalists and Strategists who follow this way, but the Confucianism is the most prominent in the world. Standing out, Emperor Wu only respected Confucianism. But all schools of thought are scholars."

Ouyang Rong really wanted to ask him why he was so good at reading in his past and present lives, why the academy didn't teach him the art of refining Qi, did he not know the gold content of Shiba Tanhualang... But seeing how his junior sister didn't mention this matter to take care of his feelings, Probably also understand some reasons.

He thought for a while, then nodded: "Junior Sister is He Pinzhi right now?"

"Students have a pulse, eight grades, and gentlemen." After a pause, he explained: "Also, in the Jianghu, the first-grade Qi practitioners from the Confucian school are collectively called gentlemen, and the middle-grade ones are sages..."

"It's no wonder that Junior Sister has always emphasized that she is a gentleman before, she really treats people with sincerity, and didn't lie to Senior Brother..."

Xie Lingjiang shook his head and said softly:
"I thought my brother knew a little bit...and it is a luxury to have the title of rank, because it is all the experience summed up by the senior Qi trainers, and it is all summed up by each Qi trainer force itself. Gas' way to come.

"Only those who have inherited a complete lineage of mythology can enjoy such treatment, such as the three supernatural sects, and in the Jianghu, those Qi practitioners with mixed veins who have no stable inheritance are just directly called Qi practitioners of a few ranks... "

"Then what was the ninth rank before you?"

"Scholar." She said calmly.

"What about the seventh grade?"

Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but glanced at senior brother, she tilted her head slightly, half-smile: "Why do you know so much, senior brother?"

Ouyang Rong coughed, pointed at the broken bronze animal face on the table, nodded and said:
"Then this demon is involved in the Liu family, so I have to ask just in case, so I should make preparations in advance. Junior sister, do you know who this demon is, and what rank is he?"

Xie Lingjiang hesitated for a moment, and said truthfully: "It should be the Taoism of the Immortal Alchemy Warlock, and it is also the eighth rank, but it should not be long after entering the eighth rank, and if I remember correctly, this eighth rank title... Seeking Immortal Warlock."

After a pause, she seriously urged:

"The Taoism of Fang Warlocks is a mythical Taoism with as long a history as the Taoism of scholars, but they are quite...evil and strange, and generally good and evil are unpredictable. They like to search for immortals overseas, are good at external alchemy, and often ask the dignitaries of the past dynasties Selling the art of longevity has been like this since the Qin Dynasty, and this is also the contradiction between us Confucian Qi practitioners and others.

"Besides, at the beginning of the unification of the Qin Dynasty, Confucian scholars and alchemists were both under the command of the first emperor. The Confucian scholars assisted the first emperor in enshrining Zen in Mount Tai to promote the kingly way. However, this group of alchemists were even more extreme than the legalists who simply fought for the road. They encouraged the first emperor to seek longevity. Later, he even deceived the emperor and ran away to frame the blame, which led to the burning of books and slandering of scholars, and it was from then on that grievances forged... Brother, be careful of such people, and don't believe in immortality."

Seeing the indifferent look on his senior brother's face, Xie Lingjiang nodded reassuringly, and then looked a little confused:

"It's just that these alchemists usually search for immortals overseas in the north, and there are very few activities in the south. I don't know where the Liu family or other families found this demon, and they dare to get so close..."

Ouyang Rongqi asked: "Why are there so few alchemists in the south? Isn't the Lingnan Road further south is also close to the sea, so you can't find immortals there?"

Xie Ling and Jiang smiled, "Because Jiangnan Dao and Lingnan Dao form this Tiannan rivers and lakes, there is a sworn enemy of immortal alchemists."

Ouyang Rong came to his senses, "Ah, shouldn't it be the Dao vein that can break through ten thousand spells with one sword?"

Xie Ling pointed up with his index finger, "At the highest point in Tiannan Rivers and Lakes, there is a top-level hidden world sect, which is the ancestral home of swordsmanship in the world. This sect is called... Yunmeng Jianze.

"This sect masters one of the first nine mythological lines, the Yue Nu lineage, and only accepts female cultivators. The conditions are harsh, and they are hidden from the outside world, and they rarely enter the world.

"As for Sister Yunmeng, she likes to kill alchemists the most." Xie Lingjiang smiled.

"Yunmeng Jianze... Wait, why is it so familiar." Ouyang Rong frowned.

Xie Lingjiang ate the last piece of orange meat, got up and went out, and left a sentence besides the table of orange peels:
"That's right, it's right next door to Yunmengze. Speaking of which, it was the water rising from their house that flooded the senior brother's county town."

"..." A certain young county magistrate.

……

On the west side of Donglin Temple, there is a simple but neat house for a family of three.

Inside a bright room with windows reopened and no longer dim.

The tall, thin man with the word "Yue" tattooed on his face was packing his luggage with his head bowed.

An old woman with a anxious face was pulling him with both hands, her white hair hanging from her temples was trembling in the air, and her words were also:

"Don't go down the mountain, Ah Shan, don't go down the mountain, let's live a good life in the temple."

Liu Ashan remained silent, his movements remained the same, and he continued to pick and collect, but occasionally he covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and his body swayed a little.Still a little weak after being bedridden for a long time.

However, the man acted neatly, left all the remaining money at home, simply took out a few changes of clothes and stuffed them into the bag, and only brought some necessities down the mountain.

"Ah Shan, don't go down, I beg you..."

Mother Liu held his hand with tears in her eyes, but Liu Ashan, who was behind her back, shook her head.

At the door of the room, the curtain was lifted quietly, revealing a pair of big spiritual eyes.Ah Qing silently looked at the mother and elder brother who were arguing in the room.

Brother's illness has mostly recovered, he was able to get out of bed and walk around last night, but he just rested for one night, brother got up early this morning to pack his things, saying that he was going down the mountain to find the county magistrate.

Ah Qing hesitated to speak, she didn't understand A Niang's worry, but she also didn't understand her brother's stubbornness.

But she knew that the county magistrate was a good man, and Ah Qing was actually very happy when brother went to see him, and when she went to see him in the future, she would have a chance to see him.

It's just that Ah Qing is a little worried about brother's health, and besides...my mother seems to have never been so sad like today, even if my brother was terminally ill before, my mother is just as dead and numb as she deserves to be...

Liu Ashan picked up the burden, turned around and knelt down to the crying mother who was blocking her, kowtowed three times, then went out without saying a word, touched the little head of the cute little sister outside the door, turned and left the yard in silence.

Mother Liu chased after her, crying:
"Ah Shan, the nobleman won't care if we don't repay the favor. We can burn incense and pray for blessings for the rest of our lives, and we will be cows and horses in the next life. Don't go down, this kind of favor can't be repaid..."

Liu Ashan kept walking without turning his head, and his voice was hoarse and dull:
"Young master asked Haier to go down the mountain to look for him. A Niang, go back."

The old woman who was supported by Ah Qing looked at the child's back in a daze, and murmured:

"We poor people can't repay the love of the nobleman. The small favors given by the nobleman are bigger than the sky to us. What do the poor have to pay back? The poor have only one life..."

It's just that besides Ah Qing, who was bewildered, no one heard, and no one would listen.

The muffled voice of the man in the distance came again:

"Ah Qing takes good care of Auntie, brother is gone."

……

　In fact, the county magistrate's honorific title is "Mingfu". I made a typo before, and called Mingtang to go, ahem... I took a chicken leg for dinner

　　
　
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