Chapter 142 Literary students are rebellious, and chaos may be about to break out
In a trance, he came from the quiet quiet room to the bustling street. Jiang Xuan paused, then raised his heels and walked towards the Liyuan.
Xu Shidai Jiuquan knew his whereabouts very well, so he sent Jiang Xuan directly to a place not far from the Liyuan.
Walking to the main entrance of the Liyuan, Jiang Xuangang wanted to say hello to the two guards at the door. His eyes moved, but he saw someone sitting on a horse in the corner behind the door, with a bulging face, holding a small white mule in one hand, and a small white mule in the other.
The little girl is still holding a handful of melon seeds.
Taking a closer look, isn't it Chen Qingyi's little girl?
"Taoist Priest, you haven't been here for the past few days. Everyone Chen will be waiting for you at the gate of the Liyuan as soon as you are free."
As soon as the guard finished speaking, Chen Qingyi trotted up to him with her skirt in hand, raised her foot and stepped on him:
"Huh, I need you to take care of it."
After saying that, she pouted, put her hands behind her back, and walked step by step towards the opera house with Xiaoxue Jing.
That little look is saying that I'm angry, come and comfort me.
Showing an apologetic look at the guard who had been stepped on, Jiang Xuan immediately followed Chen Qingyi into the opera garden.
After walking for a while, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw that the resentment on the little girl's body was not only not dissipated, but also getting thicker and thicker.
"I also want to let my junior sister know that my senior brother has gained some understanding of spiritual practice in the past few days. When he came to his senses, it had already been three days."
"When I woke up and realized that the time was wrong, didn't I come right away?"
After hearing Jiang Xuan's explanation, the little girl's resentment dropped again and again, and after a while, only curiosity remained.
But even though she felt like this in her heart, the little girl still looked gloomy:
"Anyway, I'm just a poor little guy that no one wants. If senior brother forgets about me, just forget about me."
Jiang Xuan couldn't help but smile bitterly again after hearing this.
The little girl Chen Qingyi did not enter the Liyuan as an apprentice, but was adopted by the Liyuan from the time she was a baby.
As for the biological father and mother, although they could be figured out who they were, neither Liyuan nor she mentioned this matter.
Now that you have left it behind, why bother looking for trouble again?
But being sensible is sensible, but the little girl is still a little sensitive inside.
She likes to be nice to people, and also wants others to be nice to her. She is even more afraid that people with whom she is close will suddenly disappear from her world.
Reaching out and rubbing the little girl's head, Jiang Xuan assured:
"Senior brother knows that he was wrong. As long as he promises to junior sister in the future, unless senior brother is gone, I will promise to do what I promised you."
"Don't tell lies."
After glaring at Jiang Xuan, Chen Qingyi took Jiang Xuan to Lanyuan again, "Senior brother, I have learned "Purple Hairpin" in the past two days. Come and listen to whether I sing well or not."
Looking at Chen Qingyi who was pulling him, Jiang Xuan just smiled helplessly.
He could feel that this little girl had no relationship between man and woman towards him, nor did she have any pursuit of interests. She was just close to him, as if she regarded him as an older brother.
This is also the reason why Jiang Xuan is willing to get close to her.
Otherwise, if someone is interested in interests, he won't even bother to take care of it.
Following Chen Qingyi to Orchid Garden, as soon as Jiang Xuan sat down under the empty stage, before Jiang Xuan had time to take a sip of the burnt tea Chen Qingyi made for him, a Liyuan disciple wearing flowing cloud sleeves came to Jiang Xuan
.
"Is this Senior Brother Jiang from the Shenxiao Sect? Xiao Qing'er has been thinking about Senior Brother these past two days."
"By the way, junior sister's name is Yang Yiyi. Like Xiao Qing'er, they are both disciples of Yinshan Liyuan."
He peeled off a peanut and threw it into his mouth. Looking at the actor who was bowing in front of him and seemingly inadvertently revealing a touch of snow-white on his chest, Jiang Xuan didn't even get up.
"Do you know that Pindao is from the Shenxiao sect?"
Hearing Jiang Xuan's cold voice, Yang Yiyi stood up and looked at Jiang Xuan in surprise.
Before Yang Yiyi could speak, Jiang Xuan continued, "Since you know that Pindao is from the Shenxiao sect, you still want to plot against Pindao?"
Seeing Jiang Xuan's cold eyes, Yang Yiyi suddenly thought of something, and her face, which was as pink as apricot blossoms, instantly turned extremely pale.
"As you think, I have cultivated the magical power of observing people's desires, so I can see clearly what you are thinking."
"So put away your little thoughts and don't have any evil intentions towards Xiao Qing'er. If Xiao Qing'er is wronged in this pear garden, don't think that Pindao's thunder method will be disadvantageous."
After the voice fell, Jiang Xuan stared at Yang Yiyi's eyes, and lightning flashed in his eyes.
"Go down, Pindao doesn't want to see you in front of Pindao again."
After receiving a blow from the "Eye Technique" that was fused with the "Shen Eye Technique", Yang Yiyi, whose face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, trembled when she heard the words, then tremblingly said goodbye to Jiang Xuan and retreated as if running away.
"Hey, why is Sister Yang here?"
As soon as Yang Yiyi walked away, Chen Qingyi, also wearing flowing cloud sleeves, jumped up to Jiang Xuan:
"Shouldn't she be practicing new music now?"
Jiang Xuan spread his hands:
"I don't know. Maybe seeing me sitting here alone, she thought something was wrong, but she asked and left."
"Oh~"
Chen Qingyi squinted her eyes and pretended to look at Jiang Xuan, then said with a smile:
"Senior brother is so good-looking, Sister Yang might have taken a liking to him~"
He reached out and knocked Chen Qingyi on the head. Jiang Xuan then raised his head and gestured to the stage:
"Go and sing your play."
"Hehe, I want to sing "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" first. This song is my favorite."
After saying that, the little girl jumped up and down to the backstage.
Three hours later, when Jiang Xuan said goodbye to Chen Qingyi and walked out of the opera garden, the moon had already hung on the branches again.
After riding on Yu Chi and riding forward, Jiang Xuan took out three more transmission notes that emitted gleaming white light.
"Brother, today's study is over. Where are you? Or should I come find you?"
"Brother, Master asked me if I would like to bring my parents over to witness my apprenticeship ceremony. I can't make up my mind."
"Brother, Master is planning to hold a ceremony at Zuixian Tower on the morning of the 25th to accept me as his disciple. You must come."
The mana touched the transmission talisman, and Jiang Wen's voice came out from the talisman and entered Jiang Xuan's ears.
Jiang Xuan immediately frowned when he heard that he wanted to invite his parents who were far away in Sixi County to come to the capital.
So he took out a talisman and directly passed on the message:
"Wait for me at the gate of Tiandi Academy. I'll come over now."
Shortly after the message was transmitted, another transmission sound came on in Jiang Xuan's storage space.
"Brother, I'm in Zuixian Tower now. Why don't you come to Zuixian Tower? I don't have any money, and Tiandi Academy is too far away, so I can't get there."
After listening to Jiang Wen's words, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but laugh.
My younger brother, life is really hard haha.
After laughing, Jiang Xuan turned his horse's head and galloped towards the south.
Zuixian Tower is just south of Yujing City.
After riding Yu Chi on the Heavenly Road for more than a quarter of an hour, and then turned back and walked onto the horse road after getting off the Heavenly Road, it took less than two-quarters of an hour in total, and Jiang Xuan had already seen Zuixian Tower from a distance.
The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.
Jiang Xuan has seen the City of Ten Thousand Spirits, the City of Ten Thousand Kingdoms, and the Strange Objects Tower.
To be honest, Jiang Xuan was a little disappointed with these world-famous buildings in terms of appearance alone, not to mention the interior.
But after seeing Zuixian Tower, this disappointment disappeared.
Zuixian Tower is not a building, but a group of buildings that occupies an entire block. It is named after the building and is made of glazed jade.
At this moment, the Moon Palace is rising in the east, and the crescent moon just hangs on the laurel tree at the top of the 100-meter rockery in Zuixian Tower, making it look like the laurel of the Moon Palace in myths and legends.
Still far away, when Jiang Xuan saw the laurel plant, the charming fragrance of cinnamon seemed to reach the tip of his nose.
And as the scent of cinnamon enters the nose, starlight falls from the sky, turning into rays of rays of light that circle around the Qiong Tower, reflecting the magnificent colors under the red candles and green tiles.
In a trance, a fairy came up with a basket in the clouds. She smiled at Jiang Xuan and took out a cup of nectar from the basket and spoke softly:
"Taoist Priest, you need to pay millions of dollars in treasure before entering the building."
The soft words rang in his ears, which made Jiang Xuan's hair stand on end, but also brought him back to his senses.
Look at those beautiful buildings and jade buildings, where are the stars falling to the ground and fairies framing the clouds?
Exhaling slowly, Jiang Xuan's eyes immediately showed a dignified look.
"Illusion?"
"That's a little outrageous."
With a sigh, Jiang Xuan immediately rode Jade Chi towards Zuixian Tower.
As the saying goes, if you look up the mountain, you will run to death.
Zuixian Tower is not a mountain, but there is actually no difference between the two.
Jiang Xuan spent another three minutes from seeing Zuixian Tower from a distance to arriving at the gate of Zuixian Tower.
Therefore, he looked even more solemnly at the Zuixian Tower with its carved railings.
"It can have such a big impact on me from so far away, and this is just one building of Zuixian Tower."
"It's impossible for Bai Yujing to have no formation."
"If Bai Yujing's formation is fully activated, what kind of picture will it look like?"
"Brother, what are you looking at?"
Jiang Xuan's mind was racing, and Jiang Wen, who saw him at a glance, was already close to him:
"Master Cen and the teacher are waiting for you upstairs."
Suppressing his thoughts, Jiang Xuan then got off Yu Chi and walked side by side with Jiang Wen. He passed two guards who exuded the Wolf Smoke Realm of the Third Martial Arts Realm and entered the Zuixian Tower.
The moment he stepped past the door sign of Zuixian Tower, Jiang Xuan immediately felt a sense of relief.
"The concentration of spiritual energy in Zuixian Tower is three times that of the outside world. In addition, the spiritual energy also contains faint vegetation and vitality."
As soon as the thought came up, a cloud rose under Jiang Xuan's feet, and then Jiang Wen's words reached Jiang Xuan's ears:
"Teacher and Master Cen were discussing whether to bring my parents over. I said I couldn't make up my mind and wanted to hear your opinion."
"unnecessary."
Jiang Xuan decisively rejected this idea:
"I have become a disciple of Shenxiao, and you have been accepted as a disciple by the Master of the Semi-Sacred Realm of Tiandi Academy. Naturally, it is a matter of honoring the ancestors, but there is no need to call your parents to witness."
"Enough eyes have fallen on us, there is no need for others to inquire about my parents."
Jiang Wen nodded when he heard this:
"Then just follow Big Brother's advice."
At this point, he suddenly laughed:
"To be honest, I am already very happy to have my eldest brother witness my apprenticeship."
While chatting and laughing, they came to the restaurant in the middle of the whole Qionglou. Jiang Xuan raised his eyebrows and walked in when he saw the words Zuixianlou on the restaurant.
This is the real Zuixian Tower.
The building that Jiang Xuan heard about in the fantasy world that requires millions of treasure coins to enter also refers to the Drunk Immortal Building.
As for the Qiong Towers outside, they are affiliated pavilions of Zuixian Tower.
Of course, at this time, because Dan Qiusheng was accepting disciples, Zuixian Tower had been booked, and it was free to enter.
After entering Zuixian Tower, Jiang Xuan saw many students busy.
Those who put up couplets put up couplets, those who arranged seats arranged seats, it was a bustle when they were busy.
"Brother, these are my classmates from Tiandi Academy. They are here to help me this time."
After explaining to Jiang Xuan, Jiang Wen said hello to the students, and then took Jiang Xuan to the top floor of Zuixian Building.
As soon as he stepped onto the floor, Jiang Xuan smelled the intoxicating aroma of wine.
Looking around the incense, couldn't it be that Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng were drinking wine with each other in front of the moon?
"Little friend Jiang is here? Come and sit with us."
Some drunken masters saw Jiang Xuan ascending to the top floor and waved to him hurriedly.
Jiang Xuan smiled helplessly:
"Master, I can't bear to call you "little friend", so you should call me "little friend".
Master Cen waved his hand:
"It takes one year to enter Taoism, nine months of innateness, and the Shenxiao sect is also full of all kinds of Tiangang and Earthly Demons. According to your cultivation speed, I'm afraid it won't take only twenty or thirty years to enter the Yun Shen realm."
"My little friend, you can afford it."
"But since you don't want to, then I will continue to call you kid."
Jiang Xuan smiled when he heard this, and then ignored his second brother who was in a state of shock. He saluted and said hello to the two semi-sacred masters before sitting down in his seat.
Seeing Jiang Xuan sit down, Master Cen stood up unsteadily, and then circled Jade Capital City with his finger:
"Boy Jiang, what do you think of this Jade City?"
Looking at Master Cen who seemed to be drunk, Jiang Xuan poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and then nodded:
"The wine is good and the city is good."
Master Cen pointed at Jiang Xuan and said, "Avoid talking about it."
After saying that, he sat back in his seat and sighed heavily:
"Yes, this Jade City is good, but it is just Jade City."
"How rotten is the world of Ming Dynasty?"
Dan Qiusheng also sighed after hearing this:
"Teacher, you are drunk."
Seeing Dan Qiusheng speak, Master Cen cast his eyes on him:
"Qiu Sheng, how many years have I accepted you as my disciple?"
"Forty-three years."
"Yes, it has been forty-three years, but how many more forty-three years can there be in a person's life?"
"How many people in the Ming Dynasty could live to be forty-three years old?"
"Forty-three years ago, was the world so corrupt?"
"In other words, in the past hundred years, has anyone in our literary cultivator set foot on the realm of manifesting the saint?"
"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations."
"But now the world has no intention, and the people have no destiny. Although the inheritance has not been extinguished, there is no hope of prosperity."
"If this world does not change, my way will never change."
Looking at Master Cen who seemed to be completely drunk, and then at Jiang Wen who was standing behind Dan Qiusheng but didn't notice anything, Jiang Xuan smiled helplessly.
Master Cen seemed to have said these words to him.
So what did he want to say?
If the sky changes, which day will it change?
Does Tiandi Academy also want to do the opposite?
But when he was in Sixi County half a year ago, didn't Master Cen still say that it was because of someone who didn't follow the rules that the Ming Dynasty would be so bad?
In just half a year, the powerful semi-saint who had set his mind changed his mind?
What a joke!
As if sensing Jiang Xuan's emotions, Dan Qiusheng glanced at Mr. Cen who was lying drunk on the table, sighed, and then said:
"Teacher Fuzi, who is also my master, passed away in the academy two days ago."
"Master is the third semi-sacred literary cultivator who died this year."
After saying this, he also drank the strong wine in the glass in one gulp.
"Studying essays is not like cultivating Taoism. Although you can use the power of all people to improve your realm, your strength will increase very quickly."
"But unless you enter the Sixth Realm of Wenxiu, the realm of manifestation, your life span will be the same as that of ordinary people. At most, you will be free from illness and disaster."
"And even if you enter the Holy Realm, you will only have three hundred years of life."
"My master should have been expected to become a saint."
"But the situation in the Ming Dynasty has deteriorated so much. If it weren't for the monks and warriors who suppressed the world, the foreign barbarians might have bared their teeth against the Ming Dynasty."
"Master couldn't realize the vision in his heart, so he was stuck in the semi-sacred realm all his life, and finally died in depression the day before yesterday."
"The teacher also felt depressed because of this, and what he said was a bit extreme. Please don't blame me, children."
Jiang Xuan shook his head slightly when he heard this:
"I understand."
"But Master Dan, should you help Master Dan to the room first?"
Dan Qiusheng nodded:
"As it should be."
After saying this, he first gave Jiang Wen some instructions, and then helped Master Cen down to the top of Zuixian Tower.
"Brother, you have a really good relationship with Master Cen."
Looking at his silly brother who was completely unaware of what just happened, Jiang Xuan didn't know what to say.
But before Jiang Xuan could think of how to speak, Jiang Wen said again:
"The teacher just told me to go downstairs to get a pot of Drunken Immortal Brew. Brother, please wait for me."
Seeing Jiang Wen running downstairs, Jiang Xuan also thought about what Mr. Cen and Dan Qiusheng said just now.
"Cultivation in the Sixth Level of Literary and Art reveals the Saint Realm, with a life span of 300 years, and no one who has cultivated Literary and Art has become a Saint a hundred years ago."
"It has been three hundred years since the beginning of Emperor Chongzhen."
"That is to say, the oldest literary cultivator in the Manifest Saint Realm is almost 300 years old and has reached the age where he should die."
"Of course, this is just the natural life span, not the extended life span, so the end of life should be early."
"However, although it is still early to die, those in high positions only see things that will happen thousands of years later."
"Then if the Ming Dynasty remains unchanged and the situation remains like this, what will happen to the literary cultivator thousands of years from now?"
"Naturally, the semi-saint cannot realize his vision, and he no longer has the literary skills to enter the realm of manifesting the saint."
"After a thousand years, the holy realm of literary cultivation will be extinct, and there will no longer be a strong person in the holy realm. The four great schools of Taoism, martial arts, literature, and military affairs will abdicate."
"Even because of its shortcomings of not extending life, it has become unpopular, or it has become a choice only made by those who are desperate."
"That is to say, if no changes are made, the cultural path in this world will eventually be cut off."
Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan suddenly became enlightened.
"In order to prevent the inheritance from being cut off, those in the Manifestation Realm will definitely find ways to ensure the continuation of the inheritance."
"So they either urge the Zhu family of the royal family to make changes, or they help Qianlong to send a wave of imperial stars to shake Yingluo Gao."
"And the biggest possibility is to stand in separate teams, one team will stand with the Zhu family, and the other teams will choose Fulongting."
"In this way, as long as a group of people survive, there will be a new order after the troubled times, and literature will definitely flourish. Each semi-saint will show off what he has learned, and a group of literary cultivators in the realm of manifest saints will emerge immediately."
"In this way, literature and Taoism will still be one of the orthodox traditions in this world."
Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.
"Everyone knows that the Shenxiao Sect is going to make a big move, so Mr. Cen, or the people behind Mr. Cen want to bet on the Shenxiao Sect. They want to show off their face today, and then wait for the opportunity to take advantage of it?"
"Brother, I'm back."
While thinking, Jiang Wen came to Jiang Xuan with a pot of spiritual wine:
"I heard that this Zuixianjiang is so good that money can't buy it. I don't know what it tastes like."
Looking at his second brother who was also a little silly when he was alone, Jiang Xuan smiled and shook his head.
No matter what inheritance calculations he has, just drink when you should drink.
Just tell your master and uncle about these messy things when you get back, so that the strategists in the sect will have a headache.
He had a good idea last night, but Jiang Xuan still failed to return to the Star Observation Tower at night.
After all, the next day was his second brother's apprenticeship ceremony, so he stayed to help. Even if he could only help a little, or even be a little unhelpful, he still had to act like the eldest brother.
So until the next day, Jiang Wen, along with a group of sub-sage, semi-saint realm literary cultivators, and even a Manifest Saint realm literary cultivator, witnessed that Jiang Wen handed over the apprenticeship sticker, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, handed tea and water, and offered six rituals to bind the cultivator.
After receiving Dan Qiusheng's gift in return and officially becoming Dan Qiusheng's disciple, Jiang Xuancai said goodbye to everyone and returned to Qianxing Tower.
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