No, gentlemen are also careful Chapter 589 The Mingyue Golden Pill I want to give to you [Seven thousand words added! Please vote for me at the beginning of the month!]
Chapter 589 The Mingyue Golden Pill I want to give to you [Seven thousand words added! Please vote for me at the beginning of the month!]
Outside the south gate of Donglin Temple.
Send Ouyang Rong and Miss A Qing away.
Master Shandao took the young novice monk with him and turned back to the main hall.
"Master, why does Miss Ah Qing call Mr. Ouyang brother? Isn't Miss Ah Qing's brother gone?"
"This brother and sister are not that brother and sister."
"Oh, one is dear and the other is righteous?"
Xiufa asked with a sudden look on her face.
"Yes and no."
"What's the meaning?"
The old monk with a white beard in black robes said nothing and touched the shiny bald head of his disciple who had a vague expression on his face.
Master Shandao still likes the black monk's robes and has worn them for many years.
Last year, I went to Beijing to meet the saint. Although the yellow and purple cassock given to me by Empress Wei was more majestic and in line with the famous name of the eminent monk who protects the country,
However, Master Shandao rarely wore it when he lived in the main temple of Donglin Temple, unless he attended some Dharma gatherings at the foot of the mountain, ribbon-cutting ceremonies, or attended grand events held by the government.
"Well, the things at the foot of the mountain are really complicated, even more difficult than the scriptures."
Hair scratched the back of his head.
"Namo Amitabha, you idiot, why do you always pursue a conclusive definition? Do brothers and sisters have to be brothers and sisters? If they are not brothers and sisters, then they must not be brothers and sisters?"
Master Shandao shook his head and concluded:
"The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao; the name can be named, but it is not named."
Xiufao became more and more confused: "Master, isn't this what the Taoist said?"
Master Shandao smiled and said: "Okay. The Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it."
Xiufa lowered his head and meditated, and followed the master for a while. Suddenly he remembered something and asked happily:
"Master, Mr. Ouyang just said that our temple is his blessed place!"
"A blessed land..."
Master Shandao paused, looked forward, and spoke calmly:
"Actually, he is the noble man of our temple."
Xiufa didn't see her master's expression at this moment, so she misunderstood the meaning and nodded vigorously, fully agreeing:
"That's right, Mr. Ouyang is such a powerful official now. He is protecting our temple. Let's see who of our fellow Buddhists over at Kuanglu Mountain in Xunyang dares to suppress us.
"Master, master, we can forget about the date when we go to Xunyang City later, right? We agreed that we will go as soon as the Donglin Buddha is built. You just told Mr. Ouyang about it."
"Well, go."
Master Shandao came to his senses and agreed softly.
But I heard that Xiufa was following behind and muttered:
"Master, the Donglin Buddha was built by His Majesty for our Lian Sect to promote the Lian Sect's Buddhism. You are also the eminent Mahamati monk appointed by His Majesty. Why did you leave Xunyang City and stay in our Donglin Temple after returning from the capital?
"Why don't we go over and take a look and give some guidance? Master is so indifferent. What if they build the Buddha crookedly? It's not in line with our Lotus Sect's etiquette..."
Master Shandao shook his head:
"Who said it was built for our Lian Sect?"
"Ah, isn't it called Donglin Buddha?"
"Have you forgotten what my teacher just said?"
"No? Well, okay."
The hair is a little downcast.
"We'll go there after it's completed. We can't get involved until it's fully implemented."
"Master, are you talking about the last visit from the capital and the subsequent move to Xingzifang?"
"Don't cloud it."
"All right……"
Master Shandao turned around and looked at his young disciple's expression. He didn't know what his disciple was thinking.
He tapped his fingers and tapped the shiny little bald head.
"The colorful world is charming. As a teacher, I shouldn't have taken you to Luodu. I still miss you when you come back. I want to run to Xunyang City every day."
Xiufa covered her head with both hands and said aggrievedly:
"Master, the female donors in Luoyang City are indeed good-looking and know how to dress well. Why do you think there are so many colorful clothes in the world? Each female donor is better than the other..."
Master Shandao has a straight face:
"I told you not to look at anything inappropriate, but if you still look at it, go back and copy the "Buddha Speaks of Infinite Life Sutra" ten times and hand it in another day."
Xiufa muttered: "But didn't Master also look at it? I saw Master's eyes move, so I followed suit..."
"Ten times of the Infinite Life Sutra, I have finished copying it."
Hair:…
Not long after, Xiufa, who had copied the sutra ten times, separated from Master Shandao and ran to the Zaozhaiyuan to get a portion of white porridge with pickled radish, ready to be delivered to the dry well in the backyard of the Beitian Almshouse.
On the way, he was stopped by Master Shandao who came out of the main hall and spoke a few words in a gentle voice.
Xiufa was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
Immediately, his little face became surprisingly serious:
"I understand, Master, this is a test you give to your disciple. This time, I must not look at anything inappropriate!"
After saying that, Xiufa handed the food box to Master Shandao, and without hesitation ran to the main hall, which was bustling with incense early in the morning, to replace the master and go to read the palms of the female donors.
Master Shandao looked at the figure with his hair gone, laughed, and shook his head.
He turned around, carrying the food box in hand, and walked towards Beitian Nursing Home with lowered eyes. He was silent all the way until he came to Dry Well.
Master Shandao did not use a tray to hoist the breakfast down, but took the food box and went down the well together.
Inside the Pure Land Palace.
A young monk in dirty gray robes sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a pastry box in his arms, lowering his head and dozing off, snoring intermittently.
Master Shandao stood in front of Xiuzhen and was silent for a while.
The old monk sat down cross-legged.
Put down the breakfast box, take out bowls of porridge, pickled radish, and water, and place them in front of the snoring disciple.
His movements were very slow and gentle, as if he were afraid of waking up the person he was dreaming of.
…
"Ming Mansion, I listened to your instructions and sent someone to ask the cleaning women who have cleaned Meilu Garden in the past three months. They all said that they had never been to Meilin Courtyard and no one had touched the plate of orchids.
"And according to the memories of the guards at the courtyard, during the night vigil, they never saw any lights on in the Meilin courtyard. Everything was the same as before..."
Tanlang Ferry, on the deck of an official ship about to depart.
As the official of Dragon City, the imposing Magistrate Diao cautiously ran onto the deck and reported to the back of Ouyang Rong, who was blowing the wind on the bow.
"Didn't they touch it..."
Ouyang Rong turned around, glanced at Magistrate Diao, and said to himself thoughtfully.
Magistrate Diao seemed not surprised when he saw Ming Fu's face. He looked around and asked in a low voice:
"Mingfu knows who it is?"
Ouyang Rong said nothing, raised his hand, curled his fingers, and flicked the ice-white jade hairpin on his head, looking calm.
Magistrate Diao couldn't help but ask: "Mingfu, then should we strengthen the security of Meiluyuan..."
"No, everything remains as before. Don't open the courtyard door. Keep it locked. Don't scare people. I am a guest from afar. I am willing to come back. I also help water the orchids. At least I owe it to you from the bottom of my heart.
, maybe we will meet again one day..."
Ouyang Rong shook his head and his muttering became quieter and quieter.
"Yes, Mingfu."
Magistrate Diao didn't ask any more questions and answered with clasped fists.
Following Ouyang Rong, starting from the flood control in Longcheng, Magistrate Diao concluded that the most reliable way to hold on to others is to do more and ask less nonsense.
"Mingfu, have a nice trip."
"Mr. Diao, take care."
Ouyang Rong waved his hand and strode into the cabin.
…
night.
There is a moon on the river.
The bed beneath me shook with the river water.
At a certain moment, the wind and waves suddenly became violent, and the official ship stumbled suddenly on the river.
On the dark bed board in the cabin, the slender black figure who was sleeping on his side suddenly jumped up like a grasshopper in distress.
In the already narrow cabin, he jumped more than ten feet high and pressed against the ceiling of the cabin.
And the slender black shadow stuck tightly to the ceiling, never falling down, as if it was adsorbed on it...
Ouyang Rong woke up and forgot what he had just dreamed about.
Feeling the feeling of suspension, he glanced at the ceiling in front of him, his face was speechless, and he released his two palms that were attached to the ceiling.
His body "fell" lightly back onto the bed.
Ouyang Rong sat up, sighed, put his palms together, buried his face in them, and rubbed his face vigorously.
On the bumpy bed, his body without the support of his hands swayed strangely and slightly.
If anyone were to look carefully at this moment, they would find that the swaying amplitude of the slender young man's body was equal to the swaying amplitude of the official ship beneath him, achieving some strange coordination.
It is vaguely consistent with the realm of the boxing masters in the martial arts world, where oneself and nature are integrated and connected with each other, and the inside and outside are in harmony.
Moreover, in the small and medium-sized sects in Tiannan Jianghu, only a good youngster who is talented and has practiced pile skills and horse steps since childhood can have a chance to touch this realm.
Of course, Ouyang Rong has never practiced it, but he only benefited from the strange Qi refining technique of the Yuxi female fairy.
No wonder people in the world admire the qi refining technique of the mythical meridian. It is almost the same as opening up the Ren and Du meridian. It is worth more than ten years of hard training by others...
So as soon as he got on the boat yesterday, he felt as stable as a rock, which directly eliminated the possibility of seasickness.
The only small drawback is that I was woken up by a bump in the middle of my sleep, and my subconscious vigilance jumped up and stuck to the ceiling...
This is actually the ability Ouyang Rong gained after entering the eighth level. He can control his own muscles and bones to a certain extent.
But now, it is getting stronger.
After experiencing the ritual of killing Lin Cheng, Wei Shaoqi, and Wang Lengran with his sword, Ouyang Rong also understood the Twin Sword Technique.
As a result, the spiritual energy cultivation that had previously been stagnant due to the bottleneck of the Sword Technique has successfully broken through to the late eighth stage, and is close to perfection!
The eighth-grade dark blue spiritual energy in his body became increasingly pure.
Ouyang Rong's ability to control his own muscles and bones has been strengthened. If he was "slightly accomplished" before, he is now "perfectly accomplished".
Ouyang Rong took a long breath and glanced at the creaking hatch.
He puts on his clothes and gets up at night.
He took out the chamber pot, relieved himself, and glanced at the strong but flawless water column. Someone coughed. He was a proficient person, and he had no difficulty in aiming in the dark, bumpy and difficult environment...
In fact, in addition to the strange alchemist's Tao Meridian, with this advancement in eighth-level cultivation, the ability of the sword wielder's Tao Meridian has also been strengthened to a certain extent.
The range of deploying the sword is wider, and the time to deploy the sword is shortened by one breath when killing enemies with the same level of cultivation.
But after all, it's just from the entry level of the eighth level to the late eighth level, and there is no qualitative improvement like a step up.
In contrast, Ouyang Rong paid more attention to the subsequent promotion ceremony to the seventh rank.
The abilities gained from each promotion are double, including the ability of the sword wielder's path, and the ability of the strange alchemist's path that the Jade Demon Fairy belongs to.
But the corresponding promotion difficulty is also doubled.
It requires both a sacrificial ceremony and a new sword technique.
In particular, Ouyang Rong only swallowed one golden elixir of transformation, which was one third of the effect of the Six-Winged Summer Cicada.
Strictly speaking, the efficacy of one-third of the six-winged summer cicada is not a simple calculation of one divided by three, but a significant discount.
It's like a pair of good bows and arrows, which are separated into three parts: the bow body, the bow string, and the long arrow. If you take them out individually, you can find ways to kill people, but they all have normal killing power, but the three parts are integrated into one.
, the range and lethality of the bow and arrow have more than tripled...
These factors limited Ouyang Rong's spiritual energy cultivation and improvement.
If he were allowed to cultivate Dantian spiritual energy on his own, without the natural and flawless innate physique of his little junior sister Xue Zhongzhu, he would have to cultivate the first level of it alone for a period of Monkey Years and Horse Months.
Talent is really a matter of fate. If Ouyang Rong can get a golden elixir that slightly changes his destiny and complements his leaky body, he is already half lucky.
At least now, he can also practice Qi refining, right? Spiritual Qi cultivation can always be improved slowly.
Therefore, until now, Ouyang Rong's every major promotion or promotion has relied on sacrificial rituals to collect the deified spirituality of the deceased's sacrifices, feed back the massive spiritual energy in his Dantian, and improve his cultivation step by step like steps.
It can be regarded as taking the extreme path of the Alchemist.
In addition, there is something more difficult than the sacrificial ceremony, and that is the New Cauldron Sword Jue!
Ouyang Rong obtained the first sword art in Longcheng County, which gave him the ticket to be promoted to the ninth grade sword wielder.
Obtaining the second sword art, that is, the twin sword art of [Craftsman's Work], is the ticket to the eighth level. Now he has no bottleneck in the entire eighth level. Otherwise, even holding a sacrificial ceremony will be in vain. Next, he only needs to
By practicing step by step or holding a small sacrificial ceremony, you can reach the eighth level of perfection.
To advance to the seventh level, a new sword art is required.
Ouyang Rong has no clue at the moment.
No, actually not entirely.
When Ouyang Rong was pretending to be Wei Shaoxuan before, he got a piece of news from the late Boss Li:
The Prince of Wei's Mansion prepared [Emperor Wen's] sword art for Wei Shaoxuan, just waiting for him to return to Beijing.
It can be seen that [Emperor Wen]'s sword skills are in the hands of the imperial court, and Ouyang Rong heard from Li Xian's family that [Emperor Wen] was based in Luoyang, and the sword and sword skills were top secrets in the Zhou court.
But at present, it seems that Ouyang Rong cannot let the court reward him with sword skills. Just hiding the identity of the sword holder is not allowed.
However, there is another official way... If King Xunyang Lixian can return to Luoyang and even touch the position of emperor's heir, Ouyang Rong can ask Xunyang Prince's Mansion to help him win this sword art.
After all, if the Wei Palace can get the treatment, why can’t the Xunyang Palace?
In addition to the [Emperor Wen] sword technique that is still missing.
Ouyang Rong could only continue to pick the wool of a certain old man.
It is the known legendary swordsman Tao Yuanming.
As the legendary sword wielder of [Hanshi], Tao Yuanming must be more than just a ninth grade swordsman.
It is speculated from this that Tao Yuanming should have at least two sword tactics. In addition to the "Hanshi" sword tactics "Returning to Come Xi Ci", there are also new sword tactics.
If he could secretly leave the "Return and Come Back", he would have the motive to leave other sword techniques as well.
Therefore, we can follow this idea and investigate the authentic poems or activities left by Tao Yuanming before he retired to seclusion...
While Ouyang Rong was deep in thought, he put on his clothes and walked up to the bow deck.
The dark river breeze whistled through his randomly tied sideburns.
Ouyang Rong reached into his arms and touched a bachelor's token in his coat pocket. He touched the pattern on the token with his fingertips.
"It's the turn of this thing to come in handy. Xiuwen Guan is the highest official palace of culture in the Zhou Dynasty. Bachelors of Xiuwen Guan should be able to access some of Tao Yuanming's original works in the imperial palace's inventory."
That's why when Ouyang Rong changed his mind and accepted the order from Khu Fu, Zhang Yu and others, he suddenly asked the strange question whether the Xiuwen Museum had the authentic work of Tao Yuanming.
He held the token in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Tao Yuanming was a famous scholar in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. He left a lot of works and was highly respected by many people in the world. Some of the original works should be in the secret vaults of aristocratic families. Well, as a bachelor of Xiuwen Museum, I borrowed them from them because of my infatuated love for Tao's poems.
, it makes sense...
"Well, for this information, it's best to ask Prince Xunyang's Mansion to help find out...wait a minute, does Tao Yuanming's original work include a story about the Peach Blossom Spring?"
Ouyang Rong murmured to himself, and suddenly remembered something.
When Li Zhengyan and others passed by Xunyang City, they remembered an incident.
Li Zhengyan and others brought a picture of the Peach Blossom Spring painted by the painting saint Wu Taoist, and privately found Yuan Huaimin, a descendant of the Northern Wei royal family, and asked for the original text of another work "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring" by Tao Yuanming, who passed down the family history of the Yuan family in the Northern Wei Dynasty...
"Picture of Peach Blossom Spring... Story of Peach Blossom Spring... Is it also a sword technique?"
Ouyang Rong's eyes flashed.
While thinking about it, he was alone on the deck and suddenly saw an eye-catching light on the river bank in the distance.
It's Xunyang City.
…
"Why did Tanlang come back so quickly?"
Prince Xunyang's Mansion, in Li Xian's study.
Ouyang was sitting on a wooden chair, drinking tea and waiting. He had just gotten off the boat and had not even changed his dusty clothes.
Li Xian, Wei Mei and others came one after another. Ouyang Rong stood up to greet them, but was helped back to his seat by Li Xianxu.
Judging from their clothes and hairstyle, they must have just gotten up and came here in a hurry.
At this moment, the sky outside the window is still dim blue-grey. At dawn, the sky is not yet bright.
Li Xian and his wife should have slept in in the master bedroom just now, but there were also some who got up early, such as the junior sister and the others.
"Big brother."
"Brother, haven't you come back together?"
Two female voices came from the door one after another, some were as clear as jade, or some were as gentle as an oriole.
Ouyang Rong raised his eyes and saw Li Guo'er and Xie Lingjiang walking into the study together.
The two girls were wearing men's suits, one purple and one blue, and they looked like "handsome young men." They were panting a little, as if they had just gotten up early to finish exercising and came here together.
"I inspected one side of Longcheng and I came back first. Dalang said he would visit the next few counties by himself."
Everyone looked at each other and Li Xian nodded. After a while, although Li Dalang was missing, the study meeting was still held as usual.
"Tan Lang, how is things going in Longcheng?"
Li Xian speaks softly.
"Everything is as before. However, the plum forest in the back house has bloomed in the past two days."
Ouyang Rong said casually, without mentioning the pot of orchids.
Li Xian stroked his hands and smiled:
"That pavilion in the plum blossom forest. Every year at this time, I would take Mei Niang, Bao'er, Da Lang and others to enjoy the scenery and have a picnic... Speaking of which, after being away for a year, I still miss it a bit."
A few people chatted for a while. After a while, Ouyang Rong became serious and mentioned something important.
"Searching for Tao Yuanming's authentic works? No problem, Tan Lang, don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me. By the way, doesn't Guo'er also like this man's poetry? He should know a lot about it. I and Guo'er can go together to help you search.
."
Ouyang Rong nodded lightly: "Then thank you, Your Highness, and Your Highness the little princess."
Li Guo'er originally looked reluctant, but after receiving Li Xian's look, she reluctantly nodded.
Everyone talked about the Xunyang Grottoes for a while.
The study meeting dispersed and everyone left one after another.
Xie Lingjiang stepped forward quickly, took Ouyang Rong's arm, and asked him about interesting things during his trip.
Ouyang Rong smiled and said a few words.
Not long after, at the corner of the gallery, Xie Lingjiang, who had returned to the boudoir to change clothes, left. Ouyang Rong turned around, and within a few steps, he met the figure of Li Guo'er walking towards him.
Ouyang Rong stopped and said hello.
"Good morning, Your Highness Princess."
Li Guo'er didn't exchange greetings and asked with his face covered:
"Ouyang Lianghan, why did I hear that brother said that this trip was arranged by you... Well, why did you ask brother to run out? Although brother has swallowed the talisman water, he is too far away. What if?
What should I do if there are three shortcomings?"
Ouyang Rong glanced at her tense pretty face. The tone of the young highness seemed to be asking for punishment... He looked calm and asked slowly:
"Your Majesty, there is no chance of anything happening in the city. Why don't you run out of the house every day?"
"Are you talking about... Princess Anhui's affairs?" The plum blossom makeup between Li Bao'er's brows was slightly wrinkled and wrinkled into a small scarlet dot, which made her oval face look beautiful and alluring.
Ouyang Rong adjusted his cuffs: "Let the prince go out for a walk. There will be a cooling-off period for this kind of thing. At this stage, most men will slowly lose their enthusiasm. Many times, people don't know what they need. In the long run,
Staying in a closed environment makes it easy to be paranoid, and the solution is very simple. Go out more, meet new people, and see the market, and you will naturally know what kind of life you want to live in your heart."
Li Guo'er looked thoughtful, and after a while, he turned his eyes away: "But I still don't understand where this temporary enthusiasm comes from. I have seen that princess, and it would be fine if she was as beautiful as a fairy.
But she looks ordinary, not as good as the daughter of the Qin family, and not as plump as her."
Ouyang Rong smiled: "Her Royal Highness the Princess is a rational person, and the Crown Prince is more gentle and emotional, so naturally we don't understand each other. It would be better to be more tolerant."
Her eyes were burning: "What kind of person is Ouyang Lianghan?"
"Me? I'm from the back mountain, and I'm an occasional guest in the front hall."
"What a mess. Ouyang Lianghan, let me ask you, what if my brother comes back and the cooling-off period has not ended, but he still misses Wei's daughter?"
Ouyang Rong turned a deaf ear and changed the topic: "The dream that Her Royal Highness the Princess mentioned last time, the more I think about it, the more interesting it becomes. Can we talk about it in more detail..."
Li Bao'er didn't raise his eyelids, his face was expressionless: "Why, Master Ouyang found something similar to the bright moon after he went back, just to test his tone."
Ouyang Rong's expression remained unchanged: "I'm just curious. What the princess said was ambiguous. By the way, does the bright moon in the dream have a name, or a nickname..."
Li Guoer was quiet for a while, turned around and left, leaving only one sentence:
"It's been too long and I forgot about it. But if you have any clues, you can bring them to me. There is no need to talk more."
Ouyang Rong squinted his eyes as he watched the charming princess walk away.
After standing quietly on the corridor for a while, he touched the night pearl in his sleeve and squinted slightly.
The conversation with Li Guo'er just now still didn't trigger any blessings.
Ouyang Rong turned and left.
…
Meiyingzhai, Zhulou.
Li Guo'er, dressed in purple men's clothing and with white socks on her feet, slowly climbed the stairs and walked into the boudoir.
The dawn sunshine shines on the azalea pot next to the windowsill.
Li Guo'er skillfully pulled out the bra wrap, tore off the boy's hair bandana and black silk shawl, and immediately went to the window sill to water the flowers.
He lowered his head to admire the flowers, stayed quiet for a while, turned around and walked to the penultimate bookshelf in the innermost part of the study.
She stood on tiptoes and took down a box from the top of the bookshelf.
Li Baoer came to the window holding the box.
Opening the elixir box, I saw two golden elixirs lying quietly on the red cloth.
For her birthday, Lu Ya brought her gifts from the three mountains of the Sanqing Taoist sect.
They are a green elixir given by Master Yuqing and two strange golden elixirs given by Taiqing Sect.
There is also an interesting gift from the Shangqing Sect: a certain Taoist priest with a paralyzed face.
Li Bao'er placed the elixir box next to the flowerpot under the golden morning light. She tapped her chin with an index finger. Her green-white fingers pushed the two ordinary golden elixirs in the box again and again, bumped them together, and then bounced away.
The cycle begins over and over again.
She tilted her head slightly, her face looking a little dazed.
Last time, Ouyang Rong came to her to borrow a healing elixir for some unknown reason. She casually gave him the healing elixir taught by the Yuqing Sect.
Originally, these two golden elixirs were planned to be given to him. When she first learned about the efficacy of this golden elixir, she immediately thought of Ouyang Rong.
It's a pity that someone's business-like attitude made her very unhappy.
Moreover, the favor of the healing elixir has not been repaid, so it is obvious that he prostituted her for nothing.
The master is the one who is in debt.
Thinking of this, Li Bao'er's mouth turned downwards.
She played with the round golden elixir in the box for a while with her two slender fingers.
In fact, it's not generous, the main reason is...she doesn't need these two golden elixirs from Longhu Mountain, right? Well, that's right.
Li Guo'er told herself this.
"Speaking of which, how can there be such a person who deserves a beating? Sometimes he is just like a piece of wood, but sometimes he is so smart."
While Li Guo'er was talking to himself, he took out a mandarin duck jade hairpin from the dressing table next to him and twirled it between his fingers. The woman's mood was like clouds in the sky, making it difficult to fathom...
"The last time I promoted hairpins, I saw that it was hidden in the woods. If I were Sister Xie, I would have started to strictly check his detailed itinerary for Lantern Festival... Sister Xie still regards it as a treasure and wears it every day.
Show off in front of me secretly...ha."
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