209, Hongchen Pavilion, establish a heart for heaven and earth, that little princess
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half year later.
Forget about the sea beyond the river.
A three-story sea-crossing boat docked on one side of the coast of Jinyan Island, and a long boarding ramp was lowered.
Xu Xing and Wu Miao boarded the ship together, stepped onto the flying boat under the Shanhai Sect, and then sat cross-legged on the deck as if no one else was around, waiting for the flying boat to take off.
There are a total of five classes of tickets for the sea-crossing boat. The first class has a separate training house, alchemy room, and daily spiritual meal supply, while the remaining classes have gradually decreasing benefits.
The fifth-class ticket, called the "Wujia Ticket", only allows you to sit on the deck of the ship, and does not even have a room for retreat and meditation.
"This fellow Taoist, with his Taoist companions... is willing to only buy Wujia tickets. He is too stingy..."
"However, it is difficult to get a ticket from the Wangchuan Sea to Beihuang, and the single ticket price is more than 300,000 Lingbei... The two of them probably emptied their wallets..."
One after another monks boarded the ship, and when they saw Xu Xing and Wu Miao approaching the ship's railing, they whispered and talked in low voices.
Many people looked a little more contemptuous as they spoke.
It’s just a Wuka ticket for a single person to ride in the boat.
There’s nothing wrong with saving money on the road.
However, riding a boat with Taoist companions and taking the Wujiapiao ticket will inevitably look a bit shabby and will cause some people to laugh at you.
After all, a fourth-class ticket for two persons per cabin is only less than 30% more expensive than a single ticket...
What's more, the female cultivator Wu Miao has a rather good temperament.
"Senior Brother Xu, it's all my fault for causing you to be misunderstood and implicated."
Seeing this, Wu Miao apologized.
Originally, Xu Xing's identity was very successful in hiding on Giant Mastiff Island, and no one could detect the strange behavior of Xu Xing, the elder of Baibao Pavilion.
But because of her "willfulness", Xu Xing's hard-earned identity was destroyed in one day.
Now, because she is returning to the Xingyun Sect to inherit the position of leader... Xu Xing, the Dao Dan Master, has no choice but to accompany her on the fifth-class ticket to cross the sea.
"It's just a fifth-class ticket. This humiliation is nothing."
Xu Xing shook his head, signaling Wu Miao not to mind.
A fifth-class ticket for a sea-crossing boat is roughly equivalent to a "registered ticket" for a train in the previous life.
Strictly speaking, there is no fifth-class ticket at all.
The reason why he and Wu Miao bought "Wujia Tickets" was because "Wujia Tickets" could be purchased on the black market.
In addition, the "Wujia Ticket" will be a lot more relaxed in examining the identity and qualifications of monks, making it easy to get through.
Based on the results of several fate deductions and an interaction with Ruan Baimei half a year ago, Xu Xing roughly understood his situation at this time...
Feiyu Immortal Palace did not want him either openly or secretly.
But his identity is very embarrassing, he belongs to the "black household" of Feiyu Immortal Palace.
The danger comes from the other sects and sects, not from within Feiyu Immortal Palace.
Small and medium-sized sects covet his inheritance.
Although the Netherquan Sect doesn't care about his inheritance, it wants to use his identity to make a big fuss and take revenge on Feiyu Immortal Palace.
Therefore, after this battle in the Wangchuan Sea, if he stayed there, the benefits would be limited.
Of course, the main reason was because the handsome man in robes had leaked his identity.
Although he and Ruan Baimei killed all the pirates who besieged Wu Miu, the man in brocade clothes was an old man and had a backup plan in advance to leak his and Wu Miu's identities.
It would be hard for him to stay at the Baibao Pavilion branch of Wangchuanhai any longer.
And go to Beihuang...
The Northern Wasteland has not been touched by the forces of Feiyu Immortal Palace. It is separated from Feiyu Immortal Palace and Mingquan Sect in the south and north. His safety will be guaranteed to a certain extent.
In addition, the mysterious female body, combined with it, can improve his cultivation.
Although the improvement is not as obvious as the first time, it will benefit him a lot over time.
There is another point, the blessed land of the Starfall Sect... is very important to him.
Need to operate in advance.
"Since Senior Brother Xu doesn't care, I can rest assured."
Wu Miao nodded slightly and began to follow Xu Xing's example, closing her eyes tightly and not letting go of any time to practice.
From the Wangchuan Sea to Beihuang, the Shanhai Sect's flying boat took the route along the Fengxi River.
Fengxi River originates from Beihuang.
Just put it on top.
"The scenery is still the same, but I don't know whether Ouyang Pan'an was proud or frustrated..."
More than a month later, the sea-crossing boat crossed the inner and outer waters of Wangchuan River and arrived at the mouth of Fengxi River.
Xu Xing opened his eyes and looked down at the scene under the boat.
This scene is the same as before.
The majestic Fengxi River merges into the purple Wangchuan Sea from north to south. At the intersection of the river and the sea, there are many continents, like topaz accessories on a jade belt.
It was exactly the same as when he took the sea-crossing boat to the Purple Magpie Valley more than a hundred years ago. There was no change at all.
"No wonder Donghuang Prefecture is called Donghuang Prefecture..."
Xu Xing looked towards the Tianyun Mountains near Fengxi River.
These mountains are hidden in the white clouds and mist, and are vast and vast, just like the wings of a phoenix bird spreading its wings.
The mouth of Fengxi River is the beak of this phoenix bird.
After crossing the sea and traveling by boat to the Fengxi River, we stopped at several stops along the way.
At these stations, some monks came up and some came down.
"Scholar Su?"
Xu Xing felt a familiar breath, opened his eyes, and looked to the other side of the deck.
This is a bearded man holding a white paper fan and wearing a white Confucian shirt.
Rough looking.
"Senior Brother Xu... do you know him? Su Che from the Tao Te Sect?"
Wu Miao was surprised.
Daode Sect is located in the middle of Donghuang State, far away from Feiyu Immortal Palace.
Su Che was not Gou Renshu of the Holy Word lineage. He was once famous on the people's list and the place's list. His reputation was not spread to Xu Xing's ears.
She knew about Su Che because the Xingyun Sect was quite close to the Tao Te Sect.
I have seen information about Su Che in the sect's files.
However, Su Che's information was not advanced, and he only mentioned a few words.
"An old friend."
"We were imprisoned in a prison together with me..."
Xu Xing thought for a while and explained casually.
This is his mundane past, involving Zhao Yunniang, so it is inappropriate to explain Wu Miao in too much detail.
"Su Che joined the lineage of the Sacred Heart of Tao Te Sect and established a literary heart."
"Mortals can also practice this lineage. Enter the Tao through literature and hone the acquired physique..."
"Su Che is a genius of the Sacred Heart lineage. However, within the Daode Sect, the Sacred Heart lineage only accepts ordinary disciples. Although he... although he stands out in the Sacred Heart lineage, his reputation within the Daode Sect is mediocre."
Wu Miao didn't think too much and concentrated on introducing all the information she knew about Su Che to Xu Xing.
Tao Te Sect is also one of the ten major religions.
However, unlike other sects, the monks recruited by Tao Te Sect were mostly scholars and well-educated in Confucianism before they entered Taoism.
"The lineage of the Sacred Heart..."
Xu Xing nodded.
When he broke through to the realm of returning elixirs, he once encountered Gou Renshu, who was second on the human list, and Li Xiaoyun, who was third on the human list, fighting in the Wangchuan Sea.
Afterwards, I checked some information about Daodezong and learned about the difference between the lineage of the Sacred Heart and the lineage of the Holy Word.
Although both lines accept mortals, the line of the Holy Word is biased toward talisman cultivation, while the line of the Sacred Heart is biased towards spiritual cultivation.
This spiritual cultivator is not a Shinto monk, but a monk who prefers to practice spiritual consciousness.
"He started telling stories..."
"This is the process by which he molded his literary heart and conveyed his doctrine through writing."
Wu Miao glanced at Academician Su in the crowd and saw that he had placed a large porcelain bowl in front of him. He flicked the white folding fan in his hand and said.
"Comrades, I have one hundred and thirty-six mortal stories and twenty-seven fairy tales here. Which story do you want to hear?"
While pouring himself tea and moistening his throat, Academician Su looked at the cultivators on the deck of the sea-crossing boat and asked with a smile.
The fifth-class monks did not have caves to live in on the flying boat. The flying boat also launched a large formation to protect the boat, absorbing the nearby spiritual energy. Practicing on the deck was equivalent to practicing in a spiritless place, and the price/performance ratio was not high.
Generally speaking, most monks do not have the luxury of using spirit shells and spirit beads for daily practice...
The scattered spiritual energy gathered by the cave spirit gathering array is the main factor in improving their cultivation.
Therefore, only the fifth-class monks had the time to listen to his lectures.
"Listen to commonplace stories."
"The path to immortality is long, but the stories of those short-lived ghosts are wonderful..."
A female cultivator stepped forward and threw a spirit shell into the porcelain bowl in front of Scholar Su.
Bang!
The crisp sound silenced the noisy flying boat deck.
"A commonplace story!"
Scholar Su wiped the tea stains around his mouth with his sleeve, "This time I will tell a story about a princess."
"I don't know what year or what month, but there is Fengxi Country on the Fengxi River..."
He started to tell stories.
When the practitioners heard this, they didn't take it seriously.
Fengxi River is a magnificent river across Donghuang Prefecture. On the banks of this river, countless small countries are named after the word Fengxi.
"The little princess has been doted on by the emperor since she was born. She wanted to pick the stars and the moon, and the emperor agreed..."
"That year, an official's poems moved the country and became a celebrity in the literary world."
"That year, he was demoted and imprisoned in a prison. He met the prisoner who was imprisoned with him..."
"The little princess got married, and the emperor granted amnesty to the world. The civil servant wrote a poem for the little princess, and she was successfully released from prison. The prisoner who was in the same cell as the civil servant also wrote a poem on that day."
Xuexiang Su read out the words written by the prisoner.
"The emperor was defeated and hanged himself to death. And the little princess became a prisoner of an officer..."
"The prisoner married the little princess and made her his imperial concubine."
Having said that.
Scholar Su used the tea lid to skim off the foam on the tea cup, blew on the hot tea, and took a sip of tea, signaling the end of this mundane story.
"There's nothing unusual about this story. Let me tell you another one."
The practitioners were disappointed after hearing this.
The drama of a subjugated princess marrying her enemy may seem strange to those who are new to the story.
But as monks, they have experienced the vicissitudes of the world, and when they hear these stories, they no longer find them novel.
"A very old story."
Wu Miao curled her lips and made a rare gesture like a little daughter.
"When I was a princess, I heard a lot of stories like this."
"This story is not something that a scribe from the Sacred Heart lineage could write."
she said.
"But, being in the same cell..."
Wu Miao carefully savored the story that Academician Su just told and felt that it was somewhat familiar.
The princess of the subjugated country......
The rebel leader….
This seems to be somewhat similar to Xu Xing's experience.
She raised her eyes and carefully looked at Xu Xing's expression. Seeing that he was indifferent and still looking extremely calm, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"There are countless stories about love, hatred and national hatred in Donghuangzhou, and they don't necessarily refer to Senior Brother Xu."
Wu Miao thought to herself.
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Half a day later.
On the deck of the flying boat across the sea, Academician Su finished telling three secular stories and one fairy tale.
After finishing speaking.
He rubbed the sore and swollen heels on his knees and said, "I've finished my story telling today. If you are interested, you can give me another try tomorrow morning."
Wow!
Following these words, there were a lot more spirit shells in the porcelain bowl.
And this porcelain bowl seems to be a spatial treasure. In the past half day, at least a thousand soul shells have been thrown into it by the cultivators on the deck, but it has still not been filled.
"Goodbye everyone!"
Academician Su poured all the money from the porcelain bowl into the storage bag at his waist, changed his outfit again, dressed like an outing scholar, and headed straight for the second floor of the flying boat.
On the flying boat, there are continuous houses and countless pavilions.
But on the second floor, it was reserved by another sect of the ten major sects.
This religion is Hongchen Pavilion!
The only romantic place on the bright side of Xiandao in Donghuangzhou.
"A monk from the Taoist Sect spends half his time telling stories and half his time working with prostitutes..."
"It's a happy life!"
"It's a pity that I don't know anything about literature. If I knew this, I wouldn't have to practice so hard..."
When all the male cultivators saw this scene, they were both envious and jealous.
Don't forget that Academician Su is just a storyteller in front of them.
But... his true identity is that he is a disciple of the Ten Great Sects.
They are unattainable figures.
"Hongchen Pavilion..."
See this building.
Xu Xing was also a little moved.
If not for fear of exposing his identity.
He didn't say much but wanted to go in and open his eyes to see what the female cultivators from the Hongchen Pavilion looked like.
"This Taoist brother..."
"Senior Brother Su invites you to the Hongchen Pavilion. He will bear all the expenses tonight."
Just as Xu Xing sighed, several graceful female cultivators jumped onto the deck and extended invitations to Xu Xing and other male cultivators.
"What?"
"Senior Brother Su is so generous? There can't be anything fishy about it, right?"
Although several male cultivators were fascinated by it, the difficulty and danger of the immortal path kept them vigilant, so that they would not become dizzy all of a sudden and obediently entered the Hongchen Pavilion.
"Monks from the Taoism Sect are always generous with their gifts, and it is common for them to book a venue..."
One or two male cultivators told everyone the rumors they had heard.
"The Hongchen Pavilion of this flying boat, when it docked at Liuguang Kingdom a few days ago, Miss Meng boarded the boat..."
Upon seeing this, several graceful female cultivators explained, dispelling everyone's doubts.
There is a rouge list in the Hongchen Pavilion, which is modeled after the three lists of heaven, earth and people in the Shadow Palace of Yama Shrine. It is specially designed for beauties.
Girl Meng Yunmeng is the thirty-third one on the rouge list.
After being listed on this rouge list, there will be many benefits for the female cultivator of Hongchen Pavilion.
Not only can you become a guest of a top male cultivator, but you can also enjoy the resources and support of Hongchen Pavilion...
The competition method of the rouge list is similar to that of ordinary oirans. It depends on who is willing to support, the power of the character, etc.
Therefore, Xuexueshi Su invited everyone to practice in Hongchen Pavilion this time, mostly because of the instruction of Miss Meng, who was ranked 33rd on the rouge list.
Spend money to support yourself!
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Xu Xing did not refuse the invitation from Hongchen Pavilion.
There is not much difference between a scholar and a monk.
It's all a kind of entertainment.
Going in and out of Hongchen Pavilion does not mean you have to find a female nun.
Lean less.
In the Hongchen Pavilion, a group of male cultivators met the legendary girl Mengyun.
Her temples are lightly pulled back, rouge is applied on her face, and she is dressed in red soft gauze.
As I walked, Pingting looked graceful.
Inside Hongchen Pavilion is not only a pavilion, but also a small island. There is a pavilion on the island with the inscription "Hongchen Pavilion".
On the shore of the lake, small pavilions were built for male cultivators to watch.
"You can watch from a distance but don't play with it..."
"Hongchen Pavilion is not only a romantic place, but also one of the ten major religions."
Stopping at the small building near the lake, Xu Xing and Wu Miao sat across from each other, looking at this scene, shaking their heads and whispering.
Commonly, because of the physical differences between men and women, most of the people in power are men.
But in the world of immortality, this is not always the case.
Hongchen Pavilion and Yunjian Sect, as the only sects with female cultivators among the ten major sects, one is "evil" and the other is "righteous".
A clinging relationship.
Hongchen Pavilion would never reach its current status.
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Loft in the middle of the lake.
Ji Mengyun returned to the boudoir after a symbolic appearance in the attic.
She walked down and looked at Scholar Su who was painting through the screen and beads, "Senior Brother Su, I heard that the first story you told me was another commonplace story..."
"According to what I heard, Song Yuyao and you are not very familiar with each other."
The lineage of the Sacred Heart of Taoism.
Establish a literary heart.
When the Wenxin Gong is accomplished, it will be the day when the True Lord of Dao Dan is realized.
This method belongs to the side door of the immortal path.
Wenxin Dao elixirs can reach the second level at most, but cannot reach the first level.
"It is rumored by the Taoism Sect that when "building the heart of heaven and earth", the stories told will turn false into true, but Senior Brother Su should know that this is just a rumor..."
Ji Mengyun poured the tea and asked the maid to pass it to Scholar Su who was painting.
She and Master Su were old friends.
I don't want Scholar Su to waste his energy on these useless things.
"That's not necessarily..."
Academician Su put down the wolf hair, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "My master once said that Fengxi Country is no more than Yipan Country and cannot produce so many immortal talents, but it happened to..."
"Facts have proved that Fengxi Country is loved by heaven and earth, and the person who is loved, according to my teacher, is the Emperor of Tiande..."
"The Human King Body is born every 350 years, and Emperor Tiande was born a little earlier. Therefore, my teacher speculates that he is not the Human King Body, but the Human Emperor Body."
He said slowly.
The phoenix never falls into a treasureless land.
On the contrary, the human emperor body can make a place outstanding.
"After all, Song Yuyao and I have a relationship, and I have no one to worry about in this life. Let her story be more complete..., why not?"
Master Su is very open-minded.
When Wen Xindao's elixir is completed, he can use "Heaven and Earth to establish the heart" to make the story "false become true". Although such things are illusory and illusory, he does not mind doing it once if it is beneficial and cost-effective.
Success or failure is up to you.
"This matter is Xu Xueshi's own business, I have nothing to do with it..."
Ji Mengyun shook her head, not intending to talk about this topic again, and then she looked at Scholar Su with burning eyes, "Senior Brother Su's talent is known to the world. Is it okay for me to ask Senior Brother Su for a chance to become famous?"
This time, a very important reason why she took this sea-crossing boat was to come to see Scholar Su.
Courtesans competing for fame cannot do without the poetry and stories of talented people being circulated.
"Your father and I are old friends. When Emperor Tiande returned to the mortal world, he had a chat with me in a teahouse..."
"Emperor Tiande talked about you."
Scholar Su sighed, took out the brush from the pen holder, filled it with ink, and then rested it on the scroll for a while.
"Su said that he would never write poetry again in this life. He would never break his promise."
"You come from a famous family, why should you value profit over separation..."
He paused and spoke sadly.
He had only known the little princess for more than ten days, but he still remembered that woman with bright eyes like a hibiscus emerging from the water.
Because it does not have any personal gain.
However, he had known Ji Mengyun for decades, but he felt that this woman was a stranger to him.