In August of the ninth year of Kaiyuan of Daqian Dynasty, in late autumn, a boat on the Lin'an River slowly sailed towards Lin'an.
Wang Muzhi stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the fiery red color of the mountains in the distance, and became very inspired by poetry.
At this moment, a burly man with scars on his face stood up behind him.
"Sir, Zhou Yu is just a concubine of the Zhou family, and now that he has left Shangyuan County, he is obviously not valued by the family. Moreover, when you were studying under Master Zhou, I heard a lot about him. He is just an ordinary person. That's all, why should the young master come to invite you in person?"
When Wang Mu heard this, he looked back at him with a smile and joked: "Chang Hui, have you been holding back this question for a long time?"
Chang Hui chuckled, and the smile touched the scar on his cheek, which was very scary: "Young Master Mingjian."
This Chang Hui is the son of a steward of the Wang family. It can be said that he has a clean origin and is loyal and reliable. More than ten years ago, the family discovered that Chang Hui was very talented in the art of life cultivation, so they sent him to practice on the front line to suppress the barbarians.
Now that he has returned, he is already a monk at the second level of life cultivation. He was sent to his side to be responsible for commanding the guards around him.
"When I returned to Qingzhou, my junior brother and I happened to be on the same merchant ship, and we chatted with him all day and night." At this point, he glanced at Chang Hui and continued: "You happened to be away at that time, but you didn't know that I Junior brother is very knowledgeable and knowledgeable, although there is a certain gap between him and me. But compared to what he showed before, the two of us are completely different."
Having said this, he sighed again: "This junior brother of mine is not simple! I have been pretending for twenty years, and today I have taken off my shackles."
After that, he stopped talking.
As for Chang Hui on the other side, although he didn't quite understand, he knew that what his young master said must make sense. Zhou Yu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was very human.
"My junior brother's appearance before was too ordinary, so I never used the sky-peeping mirror to examine his luck.
It wasn't until we returned to Qingzhou together last time that we discovered his extraordinary qualities, let alone his knowledge and conversation. Just by looking through the treasure mirror, we can see that his luck is blue and purple, and he must have the qualifications to lead a state and a county."
Wang Mu was thinking silently in his heart. This heaven-peeping mirror was a magic weapon he got by chance when he was young. He picked it up from the road while shopping.
Soon after getting it, I understood the use of this Heaven-Peering Mirror. This Heaven-Peering Mirror can not only detect other people's luck, but also help the owner of the mirror practice with the help of his luck.
He was able to achieve the perfect Soul Condensation Realm at the age of twenty-three, and was only one step short of being able to condense the Yin Shen all with the help of this heaven-gazing mirror.
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On the other side, Chen Hongyu was sitting in the courtyard of Cui Mansion, holding a book in his left hand and reading with gusto.
At the same time, he held a three-foot small sword with a red hilt in his right hand, and the magic power in his body was constantly warming and refining the small sword.
The best way to practice Xingdao is at night, and the Xingdao method he practiced was a way of absorbing the warmth of the moon to nourish the soul.
Therefore, he always practices at night and reads classics during the day to understand his mind and nature.
At this moment, a servant ran into the courtyard.
"Young Master, someone is visiting your residence. The young master leads dozens of slaves and calls himself Wang Muzhi. He is your senior brother."
"Oh? You're here so soon?" Chen Hongyu closed the book and walked towards his mansion.
Half a month after arriving in Lin'an, he lived in the mansion left by his father. During the day, he read classics in his grandfather's mansion and spent time with the old man.
However, he did not expect that his senior brother would come looking for him so quickly. Although the two had exchanged contact information on the merchant ship before, he did not expect that his senior brother would come looking for him in just half a month.
All the way out of Cui Mansion, across the Lin'an River and before arriving at his own mansion, he saw a young man dressed in brocade clothes and as gentle as jade standing in front of the mansion gate. It was Wang Muzhi whom he had not seen for half a month.
Behind Wang Mu were more than twenty burly servants and three or four boxes.
"Senior Brother Mu, why did you come so suddenly?" Chen Hongyu walked up to greet him.
"Haha, I couldn't stay at home for a few days. It was very boring, so I started thinking about traveling. No, I just thought of you." As he said this, Wang Muzhi pointed to the three or four people.
Wooden box: "I also brought you some gadgets."
Chen Hongyu glanced at it and saw that the material of the box alone was already a kind of precious wood, and the contents inside were also worth a lot of money.
"Senior brother, isn't this too expensive?"
Hearing this, Wang Mu laughed: "Don't worry, it won't cost too much. Have you seen the dozens of people behind me? I have something to do recently and need to stay here for several months. Therefore, my dozens of servants
You are responsible for all the food and accommodation."
"No problem!" Chen Hongyu smiled and led him into the mansion.
"By the way, brother Shi Mu, what do you have to do when you come to An this time?" Chen Hongyu led Wang Mu into the living room, ordered his servants to make tea, sat down and started talking.
Wang Mu did not answer directly, but asked: "Gongjin, are you no stranger to the Goddess Mountain in Lin'an?"
"That's natural. My mansion is actually at the foot of Goddess Mountain, so it won't be unfamiliar to me." Chen Hongyu returned based on his memory.
He had been to Goddess Mountain a few days ago. Although the spiritual energy in the mountain was relatively strong, it was not much better than other places.
This world is different from the Leize world where he lives. There is no such thing as spiritual veins. Although the spiritual energy in different places is different, it is not that big. Most of the practices in each school rely on formations to gather spiritual energy.
Otherwise, based on the size of the Goddess Peak, placed in the Leize Realm, it must have a third-level spiritual vein, which can support a foundation-building family.
"The peaks of the Goddess Mountain are steep and the scenery is beautiful, especially in this autumn, when the leaves of the maple trees all over the mountains and plains have turned fiery red. I came here this time to prepare for a poetry meeting on the Goddess Mountain.
It just so happens that the main peak of the Goddess Mountain, the Goddess Peak, also has restored pavilions and pavilions, which can be used as the venue for the poetry meeting."
Having said this, Wang Mu paused and said with a smile: "When the time comes, Gong Jin, you will also come to participate in this poetry meeting. After all, you will live in Wu'an County for a long time in the future. At that time, all the families in Wu'an County will come to participate in the poetry meeting.
I will introduce you to my outstanding disciples."
"Then I'll thank you senior brother for your kindness!" Chen Hongyu said with a smile.
He did not reject Wang Mu's kindness. Since he was established in Wu'an County, it would naturally be beneficial to get to know more children from various families.
But what worries him a little is that he is not very good at poetry and prose.