No, gentlemen are also careful Chapter 725 Zhao Qingxiu: He is missing in life and needs to be filled [Please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket in the middle of the month!]
Chapter 725 Zhao Qingxiu: He is missing in life and needs to be filled [Please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket in the middle of the month!]
Chengtian Temple, inside a main hall with unfinished murals.
Yuan Huaimin asked doubtfully:
"How else can it be thorough?"
Wu Daozi suddenly asked:
"Xiao Huaimin, have you heard of Ding?"
"I heard from the clan that tripod swords are all made of tripods."
"The tripod sword is made of a tripod, but can't the tripod sword be turned into a tripod?"
"Can it be done the other way around?"
"Why not? It's just that the true cauldron sword is a mythical thing. Almost no one can rebel against it, but the fake cauldron sword can. The scholar named Cui Hao verified it.
"Later, the authentic artifact of Peach Blossom Spring, that is, the fake tripod sword, fell into the hands of Cui Hao. He directly split the fake tripod sword into 320 fake tripods. The fake tripods would be divided among the fake tripod swords according to the number.
power, confrontation
The requirements for sword masters are even lower, and they only need to know the sword skills, which is far less demanding than those of real sword holders... Back then, these fake tripods were scattered in 320 Buddhist temples, guarding the national destiny of your ancestor, the Wei Dynasty.
"
"So when you were painting Buddhist temples in Chang'an, you were collecting fake tripods and returning them to their origins into the most powerful fake tripod sword?"
"That's right. The first time I discovered the fake tripod sword was in a dilapidated mural in Caotang Temple. Who would have thought that Cui Hao could hide the fake tripod sword in it. After Emperor Taiwuzong of the Northern Wei Dynasty destroyed Buddhism, Cui Hao
Hao suggested leaving 320 Buddhist temples, which turned out to be
With this in mind, the Wei Dynasty originally believed in Buddhism. Even if Buddhism is destroyed, it cannot be completely eradicated. It is better for the Wei Dynasty to build a Buddhist temple and use the mighty incense of the Buddhists in the territory to support this new Taoyuan Sword Array. Scholars are practical in doing things.
, so cruel."
Wu Daozi nodded with some emotion:
"But to be able to do this, we need the power of the whole country. Even if the hidden world sect comes, it won't work. The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism can give it a try, but we don't have the power of the whole country, so I collected three hundred and twenty
The fake tripod hidden in the mural of a Buddhist temple was recreated into this painting, which is the current picture of Peach Blossom Spring. A pure fake tripod sword has been restored, and it is also the first fake tripod sword on the mountain. It can be seen again."
The old man smiled and said:
"Seeing it is like seeing a [Hanshi]."
Yuan Huaimin asked: "Can [Hanshi] never be found again?"
Wu Daozi nodded and shook his head:
"At least I haven't found it. Tao Yuanming kept a secret, but I always feel that the clues of [Han Shi] are hidden in this fake tripod sword. It may require someone with strong energy from [Han Shi]. At least so far, I have
I have never met such a person.”
The old man's tone was a little regretful.
Yuan Huaimin held the new bronze scroll and asked cautiously:
"Mr. Wu, I shouldn't be an arrogant person."
Wu Daozi looked at him and replied with a half-smile:
"You are indeed quite irritating."
Yuan Huaimin wanted to speak but stopped.
Wu Daozi waved his hand gently:
"Probably not. If it were, you wouldn't have given the original Peach Blossom Spring to me when you hid it in your home. Instead of giving it away generously, it would have slipped through your fingers.
Walk.
"Although it is an empty shell. After it was split apart by Cui Hao, it is no longer a fake tripod sword, but it is still attractive because it is the [Hanshi] in the Peach Blossom Spring that connects the earthly world at the foot of the mountain.
A window, even if it becomes a piece of white paper, but now, this window is a new scroll, and the old one is indeed just a piece of white paper that is older..."
The old man smiled again and asked:
"Xiao Huaimin, do you know that in the eyes of some fortune-tellers on the mountain, your situation is called a body that leaks blessings, and it is easy to make wedding clothes for others. Those with evil intentions will also benefit from this loophole, but,
In fact, the level of those little kids is not good. In my eyes, you are a person with great fortune and great luck. It is still what I praised you before, because you are noble enough and because you don't care. Who said it is a missed blessing? You are obviously blessed.
"
Yuan Huaimin couldn't help but raise his hand to interrupt:
"Mr. Wu, this kind of person is called a prodigal son outside. Qiuniang and the elders in the clan say so about me."
Wu Daozi coughed slightly and waved his hand:
"What do they know? They are a bunch of little kids. It's true that morning bacteria don't know Hui Shuo and worms don't know Spring and Autumn."
Yuan Huaimin looked down at the new bronze scroll and said with some sadness:
"After they knew that I gave this thing to you, they all looked strange. Qiuniang said that if she hadn't begged for mercy, Si Tianjian might have put me in jail, and it might even have affected my family."
"I almost killed you. I am indeed to blame for this matter, but if I am not wrong, the matter about the bronze shaft was initially reported to the court by Xiao Huaimin because you did not know how to hide it. However, they later discovered that it was indeed the case.
A bunch of short-sighted people.”
Wu Daozi put his hands behind his back and said with a smile:
"That original copy of Peach Blossom Spring has been in the secret vault of your Jingzhaoyuan clan for many years, but your clan has never noticed that as a descendant of the Northern Wei royal family, you are really a bunch of losers, and the same is true for Si Tianjian. I estimate that they are all now
I don’t understand the mysteries of the fake tripod sword, so I have gone to study the fake tripods recorded by the Yuan family. Just the things I told you, they are all half-understood, which is ridiculous."
Yuan Huaimin touched the bloody bronze shaft with his palm and asked with some confusion:
"Mr. Wu, didn't you say that Cui Hao split the Peach Blossom Spring into 320 fake tripods? Then why is the original version of the Peach Blossom Spring still there?"
Wu Daozi's words are concise and concise: "There are words but no spirit, but a page of dry paper."
Yuan Huaimin asked again:
"The senior named Cui Hao made a new sword array, doesn't he need blood bronze?"
Wu Daozi sighed:
"That's why I say this person is powerful. There is a local history saying that this person is as beautiful as a woman and as smart as an evildoer. This is true. For the new Taoyuan Sword Formation, he bypassed the blood bronze and made a more suitable one.
Qi refining material, similar to blood bronze.
"Furthermore, the blood bronze used by Tao Yuanming is vaguely related to Yunmeng Jianze. The blood bronze has another use in Yunmeng Jianze. The Queen Palace never thought that Tao Yuanming could borrow it. Therefore, Tao Yuanming and Cui Hao both have gods.
With one stroke, the new sword-holding system of the Taoyuan Sword Formation was created."
After a pause, Wu Daozi glanced at Yuan Huaimin and asked:
"Xiao Huaimin, didn't you know these things before?"
Yuan Huaimin scratched his head: "If there is no sir, where would I know where to go?"
Wu Daozi looked at him with a meaningful look in his eyes and said:
"It seems that you are really not taken seriously in the Yuan clan."
Yuan Huaimin had some misunderstandings and said guiltily:
"I'm really incompetent and can't bring anything to the family. In this regard, I'm far less promising than Qiu Niang."
Wu Daozi suddenly said:
"This girl named Yi Qianqiu is in the Xunyang Grottoes now, isn't she? She is the commander of the White Tiger Guards protecting the Giant Buddha? Has a future? Hehe, little Huaimin can also go over and teach her a lesson. You are a man."
Yuan Huaimin immediately shook his head: "No, you can't hurt Qiuniang."
He said weakly:
"Mr. Wu, will something happen on the day of the celebration? Will you take action?"
Wu Daozi said nothing, looking up at the Buddhist paintings, seeming to be concentrating on admiring them, adding a stroke from time to time.
Yuan Huaimin whispered: "Mr. Wu, please..."
Wu Daozi suddenly said:
"They say fighting at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, why don't you teach me a little lesson? It won't hurt your life."
Yuan Huaimin said subconsciously: "Mr. Wu has made it a promise. If he takes action, will he really not hurt her life?"
After a pause, he noticed Wu Daozi's smiling eyes. He reacted and suppressed his blush:
"Mr. Wu, don't talk nonsense. They are not a couple. She is my sister. Of course, people of the same clan should help each other outside."
Wu Daozi asked leisurely:
"Then I give you two choices, you have to choose one."
Yuan Huaimin was silent for a while, then suddenly untied the heavy new bronze scroll. He handed the pseudo-cauldron sword that was equivalent to [Han Shi] back and said softly:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wu. I'm incompetent and don't have a choice. I still prefer my current life."
He smiled and said:
"What destiny has nothing to do with me."
Wu Daozi was silent for a moment and waved his hand:
"As I said before, you will reply after the celebration. Don't mention it too early now. As for this painting, you can hold it for me first. I can promise you that I will keep Yi Qianqiu on the day of the celebration. But this is not a condition. This is
The friendship between you and me is the relationship between master and disciple, but I also need your help with something. Well, this is not a request, it is also our friendship. I don’t force you to accept it, or you don’t have to accept it.”
The stooped old man smiled happily. He stood on the ladder and reached out to touch Yuan Huaimin's shoulder:
"I know your temperament, so I won't force you."
Yuan Huaimin looked a little moved. He stood there and took a deep breath:
"Sir, please speak, but it doesn't hurt."
Wu Daozi said with a smile:
"It's like this. There is actually an old friend over at Xunyang Grottoes. I have known him for many years, but he is a bit difficult to deal with. He seems to have accepted a new student recently. As you know, I have always been an arrogant person. I just happened to pass by this time.
Xunyangcheng, you are here too. I will also bring a student over to compare with him. Then I will see how much his student weighs and how much his old bones weigh. What do you think?
?”
"What does that old gentleman do? What if we lose?"
Wu Daozi laughed and scolded: "What are you thinking? You are timid before fighting. You are so spineless. How dare you write poems to scold the false emperor for changing his title?"
Yuan Huaimin didn't care, smashed the jar, shrugged and said, "Sir, he saw it too, and he vented his anger."
Without waiting to be scolded, he asked again:
"What if we lose?"
"It's just a skinny old man and a little girl. Are you still afraid of a 7-foot-tall man?"
"It depends on who the skinny old man is and who the little girl is. Mr. Wu didn't know that Qiuniang could beat five when she was ten years old, and she picked me up to play with..."
Wu Daozi joked: "Oh, if you lose, you are an unworthy disciple. If you win, you are a good teacher. Anyway, I don't care."
Yuan Huaimin hesitated for a moment and nodded: "That's okay."
Wu Daozi smiled:
"Okay, let's take a walk together."
Yuan Huaimin suddenly said:
"In addition to Qiuniang, can you sir, please save one more person by then?"
Wu Daozi asked: "Who?"
Yuan Huaimin whispered:
"A good friend, I owe him many meals. Like my husband, he sometimes hates me, but he truly treats me as a friend."
He rubbed his face, lowered his head and said:
"But when it comes to some things, I am an incompetent friend. I am as timid as a mouse and dare not explain things to him..."
Wu Daozi saw Yuan Huaimin raising his head high for the first time, looking directly at him and said:
"Mr. Wu, I know that you will not hurt innocent people when you come here this time. Except for innocent people in Xunyang City, I don't care about the power struggle and life and death of other people, but they must live and live well. You guys
Don't hurt him in the fight between strange people and masters."
Wu Daozi asked curiously: "Who is he?"
"Ouyang Lianghan."
…
Quiet little courtyard.
Lobby, tableside.
Yu Nianyuan held his chin in his jade palm, sat dignifiedly at the table, and waited patiently.
Zhao Qingxiu came from the kitchen, holding a bowl of hot noodles in both hands, placed it on the table, and wiped her apron with both hands.
"Thank you, Xiaoqi."
Yu Nianyuan stretched out his hand, wiped her temples, and arranged the azure ribbon for Zhao Qingxiu.
After doing this, she glanced at Zhao Qingxiu, who still had the gift box on the table ready to go, and said nothing.
Yu Nianyuan lowered his head and ate the noodles.
Zhao Qingxiu was beside her, seemingly listening to the sound of her eating noodles.
The lobby became quiet.
Yu Nianyuan, who hadn't eaten noodles for a long time, noticed that Zhao Qingxiu in front of him seemed to be writing and looked up.
The blind and mute pretty girl was writing solemnly:
[Second Senior Sister, I have to go out later, but there is something important I want to tell you]
Yu Nianyuan asked: "Where to go."
[Birthday gift from an old friend and elder]
Yu Nianyuan was about to speak.
But he was caught by Zhao Qingxiu's outstretched palm.
"Ah." Zhao Qingxiu seemed to close her eyes and let Yu Nianyuan observe.
Yu Nianyuan looked down and saw the red halo of spiritual energy. Her face was startled and she asked:
"You're in the 7th or 6th grade?"
Zhao Qingxiu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Yu Nianyuan asked: "When did it happen?"
Zhao Qingxiu smiled and wrote:
[A few days ago, thanks to Tanlang, Second Senior Sister, if it weren’t for Tanlang, I don’t know how long it would have been. You and Senior Sister should have read what I said in the letter. Tanlang and I are really compatible. We still ask for help.
I got a piece of lottery king】
Yu Nianyuan listened silently as she couldn't wait to praise someone.
The lady in white sighed softly, opened her lips and said, "Actually, Xiao Qi, it's only a matter of time before you break through this situation. It may not be him..."
Before she could speak, she discovered that Zhao Qingxiu had already taken out a bronze sword and held it in his hand.
Immediately, the fiery red light lit up on the sword, causing Yu Nianyuan to choke immediately. She saw something that made her a little stunned:
"Top grade? Did you succumb to the evil dragon? Jumped to two grades in a row?!"
Yu Nianyuan, who was very good at nourishing qi, was surprised and blurted out.
Showing the "trapped dragon phenomenon", Zhao Qingxiu shook her head, nodded again, and said "babbling", which seemed difficult to explain. She was about to write, but Yu Nianyuan grabbed her hand.
The latter stared down and got better, and said to himself: "It's not a top grade one, but why did the dragon come down so early... Why? What adventures did you have when you got it?"
Yu Nianyuan raised his head to ask, but found that the delicate girl in front of him was smiling and sitting with her hands behind her back. Four new words had been written on the table in front of her:
[The merits of Tanlang]
She swallowed back all her words and looked carefully, realizing that the junior sister didn't seem to be joking.
Yu Nianyuan asked hesitantly: "This is unconventional. How did your boy husband help you..."
[Second Senior Sister, I was also confused at first, but later I found out that there is only one possibility, otherwise it cannot be explained]
Yu Nianyuan's beautiful eyebrows gradually condensed. If he could find a way to subdue the evil dragon in Mengyuan in advance, the help to Jianze would be immeasurable. In the future, other junior sisters Yue Nu will be reborn after they are promoted to the sixth-grade Meng Madam.
It saves you a huge detour and even greatly increases your success rate...
After seeing the words "Zhao Qingxiu", the lady in white was confused.
Her lips were a little dry, she pursed her lower lip, and asked seriously and expectantly: