Concubine Sanqian dipped her fingers in tea and wrote the word "love" on the table.
"The second most important thing is love, which means that even if you want to have three thousand wives and concubines, you still have to have feelings."
"The way of romance. The way to excellence. It starts from emotion and ends with etiquette."
"Be in the middle of the flow, be amazed by the beauty, and be courteous."
"It's obscene... don't talk about it, people of my generation are not into this way."
He continued to explain in a simple and easy-to-understand way, saying: "In this world, all relationships are established from the word "love". Family affection, friendship, love, kindness, master-disciple relationship... A relationship without feelings is like a handful of yellow sand.
, when the wind blows, they disperse!”
"Remember, love can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Don't play with it, otherwise it will backfire."
Zhang Ruochen pondered and said: "If there is no deep feeling, two people must be together?"
"Good question."
Concubine Sanqian said: "If you are ruthless and have to get married for various reasons, then you must abide by the word righteousness."
He wrote the word "righteousness" on the desk.
Concubine Sanqian said: "The god has granted you marriage, so you have to do it, do it, and get married. Even if you are heartless, you have to be righteous to her."
"By chance, she became pregnant with your child, forming a bad relationship. Even if you are heartless, you must be righteous to her."
"In order to protect yourself, you have formed alliances with major forces. Even if you are ruthless, you still have to be righteous to them."
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"Righteousness is more important than love. It represents responsibility. It is also the bottom line that we and other romantic travelers must adhere to."
"If she is affectionate and you are righteous, life will last long."
"If she has feelings for you and justice for you, don't miss this kind of woman. You must cherish her."
Sure enough, this concubine Sanqian came well prepared and knew his affairs in detail.
Zhang Ruochen picked up the teacup with both hands and said, "Here, have a drink."
"Snapped!"
The two of them clinked glasses and drank together.
The mysterious woman sitting aside had a look of disdain in her eyes.
Without interrupting them, she continued to listen.
Zhang Ruochen humbly asked for advice and said: "Heart, emotion, and righteousness have all been discussed! But the last word Dharma is difficult to understand."
Concubine Sanqian shook his head with a smile and said: "The law is ranked last, actually because it is helpless. If heart, emotion, and righteousness can solve the problem, naturally the law will not be used."
"Imagine that you have three thousand wives and concubines. They always focus on you, stare at you, bother you, and surround you. Then you can't do anything, let alone practice. I don't know how much trouble will happen.
Come."
"At this time, the law is needed."
"Dharma is both a method and a family law."
"What is a method? What is a family method?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Concubine Sanqian said: "The so-called method is to withdraw from them, so that their eyes are not always staring at you, but they themselves are staring at each other."
"This requires setting a level for them."
"Mortal people have three wives and four concubines: one regular wife, two common wives, and four concubines."
"The emperor's women are divided into: queen, imperial concubine, noble concubine..."
“Why levels?”
"Only when they are divided into high and low, rich and small, and big and small, will they stare at each other instead of staring at you. Let them fight and fight. Not only will you be able to get away, but you will also get infinite benefits from it.
Benefits. Tell me, is this true?"
Zhang Ruochen only felt that this concubine Sanqian was really a strange person, so he quickly asked again: "Is this your way to control your wife?"
"No, this is the eternal road that has existed since ancient times." Concubine Sanqian said modestly.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Fighting is not a good thing after all. If you are not careful, your family will be destroyed, and there will be many casualties."
Concubine Sanqian said: "So, it is necessary to formulate family laws."
"They can fight, but they have to have a certain level. Once they exceed this level and make too much trouble, at least they will seal their cultivation and self-reflect. At the most serious, they will abolish their cultivation and be thrown into the cold palace."
"In this way, if you kill the chicken several times to scare the monkeys, they will naturally know where your bottom line is."
"If you are too lazy to participate in the fight between them, you can choose a mistress in charge of the harem and let her help you smooth things over. This mistress must have high enough cultivation, strong enough wisdom, and a family background.
We have to wait one step at a time. Only in this way can we restrain them."
"Of course, the most important thing is that your own cultivation level must be high enough to suppress them."
"In short, law is a last resort and the best means of balance."
Zhang Ruochen nodded and slowly digested what he had just heard.
The mysterious woman wearing a veil finally couldn't help but speak, with a cold tone: "A great generation of swordsmen has so many fallacies. It is obvious that he is willing to degenerate, is not professional, and is pretentious. Today, it is not in vain.
Come to Tianlin Ancient City!"
Concubine Sanqian's eyes flashed, she patted the table and said, "Who was not a pure and dedicated boy when they were young?"
"But, who allowed heaven to give such a peerless beauty? He also gave him peerless talent and boundless charm! I want to be independent from the world, but the warblers bother me. I want to be alone, but the beauties in the world don't allow me."
"This world of flowers and beauty is coming at you, and you can't hide even if you want to."
Zhang Ruochen quite agrees with Concubine Sanqian's words, because since he started practicing, he has rarely taken the initiative to provoke anyone.
It was all others who disturbed him, fell in love with him, and pursued him so hard that he was helpless.
Zhang Ruochen sighed: "The ancients said that it is most difficult to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman."
"The gentle village is the Tomb of Heroes." Concubine Sanqian said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Since ancient times, beauties love heroes."
"It's difficult for a hero to be a beauty." Concubine Sanqian said.
"Snapped!"
The two clinked a glass together and drank it all in one gulp.
It has the artistic conception that a close friend is hard to find.
Concubine Sanqian said again: "The two of us are not only heroes, we are simply the greatest and true heroes. There are too many beauties to pass through. If you are not careful, you will be imprisoned."
"It's rare for a mediocre person to find someone he loves wholeheartedly. Even if he wants to be passionate, he has no chance. Brother Ruochen, are you right?"
Zhang Ruochen was silent for a moment and nodded.
Concubine Sanqian sighed and said:
"Within ten steps, there must be a level."
"Within a hundred steps, gentleness will erode the bones."
Zhang Ruochen sighed: "A hundred years of practice will surely lead to love disaster, and a thousand years of being in the world will inevitably encounter bad luck. You can't hide, you can't escape, and you can't refuse love."
"Have another drink." Concubine Sanqian said.
Outside the tea pavilion, suddenly, a rough and thick voice sounded: "Judgment Department, Yuan Tianzhi, pay a visit to the Great Sage Ruochen."
The sound was like a thunderbolt, exploding in Zhang Ruochen's ears, and his eardrums seemed to burst.
The blood in Zhang Ruochen's body trembled.
Zhang Ruochen looked out of the window and saw a burly figure more than three meters tall, standing on the street, wearing silver chainmail, with divine light flowing all over his body.
His fist-sized eyes looked right at Zhang Ruochen.
His eyes were like two balls of fire burning, making Zhang Ruochen feel that his whole body was hot, his skin was scorching, and his bones seemed to be burned into powder.
Behind Yuan Tianzhi, there were nearly a hundred adjudicating sages wearing holy armor, and Zhuo Yunong was among them.
Although they were standing on the street, the monks who were passing by could not see them at all and just walked past.
Concubine Sanqian looked at Zhang Ruochen and said: "Yuan Tianzhi is the divine general of the Judgment Department. Among the pseudo-gods, he is the second among the lower three. His strength is still very strong!"
False gods are divided into nine levels.
Upper third grade, middle third grade, lower third grade.
There are only a handful of false gods of the third level, they are rare.
Because, to be included in the upper third level, one must have refined the divine source of the deity to be qualified.
Or be able to survive the catastrophe of the First Yuan Dynasty.
If the false gods want to survive the catastrophe of the Yuanhui, it will naturally be as difficult as climbing to the sky, and it is almost impossible.
However, the pseudo-god who has reached the seventy-fifth level of spiritual power can survive the Yuanhui catastrophe by relying on his strong spiritual power.
It's not about martial arts, it's about mental strength.
A monk who chooses to refine the divine source and become a false god must have certain flaws. Therefore, it is not easy for a false god to cultivate his spiritual power to the seventy-fifth level.
Because of this, there are very few false gods of the third level.
There are the most false gods of the lower third class.
The third level of false gods among the lower three levels accounts for more than 90% of all false gods. For example, Mo Yunduan, Mo Hai Divine General, and Judgment Divine Envoy are all at this level.
If you want to become the second class among the lower three classes, the number is already very small, and the refined divine source must be left behind by the gods who have survived the catastrophe of the First Yuanhui.
A false god of the second or third level can generally defeat several false gods of the third or third level.
If you want to become a middle-level third-level pseudo-god, you must have a spiritual power of level 70, and the refined divine source must be left behind by gods who have survived the catastrophe of the third dimension.
Therefore, the number of middle and third-level false gods is also very rare.
Of course, the classification of false gods mainly depends on their combat power. Even if the refined divine source is of the same grade, the difference in combat power between a false god who has been practicing for thousands of years and a false god who has been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years is obviously huge.
No, it cannot be generalized.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
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A heavy sound spread up the stairs.
Yuan Tianzhi came to the third floor, his figure was outstanding and sharp, and the aura escaping from his body condensed into the shape of a chain, spreading towards Zhang Ruochen, dragging out a "crash" sound in the air.
"Great Sage Ruochen, would you like to go to the Adjudication Department with me?"
There was an oppressive power in the voice.
Zhang Ruochen looked at the divine energy chains around him, swimming like a dragon and snake, without any surprises, and said: "As far as I know, the gods cannot interfere in the earthly world. Are you trying to capture me, Lord General?"
"It's not about capturing, it's about inviting." Yuan Tianzhi said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "I wonder which crime in the Temple of Destiny I have committed?"
"When you get to Destiny Mountain, you will naturally know."
"What if I don't go?"
"Then I will have no choice but to force you to do so."
When Yuan Tianzhi said these words, the entire rockery-shaped tea pavilion was covered with divine light. The walls, pillars, floors, tables and chairs turned into metal mirrors and trembled violently.
Concubine Sanqian suddenly laughed and said: "Yuan Tianzhi, just look over there, it's not too late to say this again."
Concubine Sanqian pointed to the mysterious woman wearing a veil next to her.