Chapter two hundred and seventy third secretly push
"What the hell? My goddess is here?"
The whole forum was boiling, and countless diving animals exploded.
Although Medusa is not a good person, she is the most popular villain. Many people use her as wallpaper and become her fans.
Many people immediately expressed their opinions and became solemn,
"With Medusa's character coming, I'm afraid she's going to invade and destroy the world. Anyway, she won't have good things in mind."
"Sure enough, this world is composed of all the heavens and realms, and they can open up world channels to each other and travel through different worlds."
"But speaking of which, the screenshots are so beautiful! My goddess slaughters the world, takes human life lightly, and the wizard monarch who rules a dark wizard era is actually eating candied haws. The contrast is so cute! This will be my wallpaper from now on."
"It's also my wallpaper."
The cute girl wants to evolve into a dragon: "Ahem! Medusa asked me to take her to see the local customs, various things, and explain the power system. I don't dare to refute, I'm afraid she will beat me to death!
But I have Medusa’s personal screenshots here, all kinds of beautiful and cute ones. I took her shopping, and I went to watch the knights fighting, all of them are available. Each one costs 500 sand dollars, and the pixels are guaranteed to be super high."
Everyone: ""
You are so poisonous! So you are waiting for us here! This wealthy lady was so frightened that she didn’t forget to take screenshots and sell them to others to make extra money.
Everyone was furious. The cute girl was trying to make money for the country. Is this something human beings do? And it’s not free?
"Ahem, I want one."
"What? I want them all."
"I want it too"
Some people began to express their excitement. The large-scale fan sales event started, and the cute girl instantly smiled happily.
Everyone knows that Medusa is very popular. This may be the only time Medusa changes into this girl form to eat. It must be treasured!
Suddenly, everyone started talking about Medusa and gradually started asking for screenshots of wallpapers. Some people even shouted that they would pay a lot of money and ask the cute girl to trick Medusa into telling her a sentence:
"Zhang Qiang is my husband!"
The man named Zhang Qiang was obviously a rich man, and he said that he could pay 30,000 yuan, and he could convert it into sand dollars to pay.
"The idiots retreat!"
The cute girl said it was impossible.
It was already frightening to trick her into eating all kinds of delicacies and witnessing that the local customs and customs were reasonable. He also tricked her into saying strange things. Although this boss was pretending to be an innocent girl, her cruel and ruthless character was not fake. He offended her.
I feel so cool in an instant!!
Her heart was trembling.
Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, and he is accompanied by the most terrifying death monarch in the wizarding world from ancient times to the present!
Now in the ancient world, I have a chance to become a saint and prove the Tao with Europe. How could I commit suicide with such ease?
"After I die, if another species can evolve, I won't know how long it will be. I absolutely can't die." Mengmei looked serious, she had already gained consciousness, and entered the ancient world again.
It's still very lively outside.
"Cute girl is going to be cool! (Medusa's death gaze.jpg)"
"Cute girl, she can only pretend not to know her now, and then lick her as hard as she can. Now she won't be able to tell us how she secretly sacrificed her dignity to survive (funny)"
Everyone feels that it is very difficult. Medusa has come, obviously alone, to explore the market conditions and system rules of this world.
But this world is not so easy to understand, because now that the mortal world has declined, the real main force of the ancient world is in the fairy world.
"Medusa, you came so quickly."
Xu Zhi thought about it, "The development of the ancient world is still too slow now. The dragon vein has not been completed, the country has not gathered its luck, and the immortal dynasty system has not been formed. How can it compete with the mature potion system?"
After all, there is a god at the top of both sides who can restrain each other and must be more powerful than those below. If Medusa invades, the potion professionals accumulated over thousands of years will cause a one-sided massacre. This is not the desired result.
Medusa came in at this time to explore the world, understand civilization, and then go back to prepare the countries for war. After all, it is necessary to know yourself and the enemy.
"Her exploration time will only take a few years at most."
Xu Zhi's expression calmed down, "We must find a way to advance the civilization of the ancient world again."
This point is mainly due to the lack of support from Hu Rennong, Mengmei's apprentice.
The ambitious young man back then is now a great scholar, but he still stands still.
But it is also natural.
Although they are all methods of cultivating incense, they have changed their form and turned into a brand new path. He is still exploring, and the new cultivation system is not so easy to develop.
"In the final analysis, the knowledge content is still low, and the liver cirrhosis is not enough." Xu Zhi turned to look at his small mirror and sighed, "If my mirror had the knowledge content and liver cirrhosis, it would have been developed long ago.
"
At this moment, the little mirror image is holding a wordless book to study. On the book are the projected words of the brain.
He stopped and walked.
Sometimes he is dancing with a sword, sometimes he is meditating, sometimes he is jumping, he is constantly mumbling to himself, immersing himself in various mysteries and immersing himself in the ocean of knowledge.
This separated mirror image has had its three natures cut off, like the coldness of a supreme being who has forgotten his emotions, leaving only rationality. He is immersed in learning, naturally unable to extricate himself, and will not feel bored.
He only studies and has no emotions.
"Perhaps, while it is bald and studying, it can be of some use." Xu Zhi looked at the silly mirror image and pondered.
In the ancient world, after Duan Qianyu opened the Immortal Gate.
"Baiwuyi is a scholar!"
"The scholar is weak!"
People in the world kept speaking, and gradually it became the truth.
Over the years, martial arts and Confucianism began to practice at the same time, but gradually a divergence appeared. Duan Qianyu, the land god, appeared in martial arts, but Confucianism and Taoism still stagnated.
"Xia uses martial arts to break the ban. This is the way out for martial arts. So, where is the way out for Confucianism?" Hu Rennong was already a local scholar at this time, with a great reputation and numerous disciples, but he looked bitter.
Over the years, those reckless warriors, who are illiterate and do not know how to cultivate themselves and govern the country, only know how to fly over the eaves and walk over the walls, have continued to harm the countryside, but they have no way to protect the villagers.
Earth Mother Ivy prepared the perfect Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique for the little white fox.
And myself
But he only told himself the method of dragon veins. The rest of the way forward needs to be opened up by himself.
"What's the incense for?"
He went to see his teacher, the famous scholar Xu Weifang, who had retired to seclusion.
Xu Weifang looked at his young disciple, "Do you still adhere to Confucianism? Rennong, you have extraordinary qualifications. There are countless martial arts sects in the world that invite you to join the martial arts, but you have not practiced. You can obviously become a martial artist, but you are not.
You want to become a great scholar and want to understand the principles of heaven and earth. Now you are a weak scholar, and any knight can make you lower your arrogant head."
Hu Rennong was silent and said firmly: "Disciple still adheres to Confucianism and Taoism. Please ask the teacher for guidance on the way forward."
The old scholar suddenly spoke, "After half a lifetime of enlightenment, I can vaguely see the way forward. If I want to hold the incense, I must first be the incense. If I want to govern the people, I must first serve the people."
Hu Rennong gradually understood.
In the horror of countless disciples, he chose to give up his third-level cultivation and began to resign and go into seclusion.
He turned into an ordinary mortal young man, married a wife and had children, gradually integrated into the market, became a teacher, lived an ordinary life, and served as a member of the court providing incense.
Spring passes and autumn comes several times.
Twenty years have passed, and Hu Rennong has entered middle age. His hair is gray, his body is full of traces of time, and he is full of vicissitudes. He wears white clothes and continues to teach in the village. He has experienced the bitterness of many ordinary people.
Bitter and spicy.
Gradually, he seemed to sense something from the incense emitted by mortals.
He became a teacher and accepted many disciples. His disciples gradually followed his ideas and became famous in the Zhou Dynasty.
"Sir, what should we do?"
"Should we build dragon veins?"
"Should we establish a Confucian sect?"
Even some ministers of the imperial court gradually came to Humble House to discuss matters with him and benefited greatly. Under Hu Rennong's prompting, Da Zhou began to establish the Dragon Vein and gradually alleviated the trend of decline.
Two hundred and seventy years of the Zhou Dynasty.
Although the imperial court established the Dragon Vein, the Dragon Vein was extremely imperfect. Different from the Western Era, when the people believed in the ancient gods and practiced, the powerful incense was single and pure. Today, mortals provide too many, and the incense is mixed, and turns into the Dragon Vein, which is still difficult to purify.
Many great scholars studied the Dragon Vein diligently. Although their progress was very fast at first, they gradually died due to the mixed thinking of all living beings and their obsession with evil.
The winter of this year was very cold, and news of the death of many eminent Confucian monks in the imperial court came one after another.
Hu Rennong was stunned to hear everything and burst into tears.
Before the winter passed, Hu Rennong's wife gradually died of old age. Lying on the hospital bed, she told him, "It's not your fault. They are all Confucian and Taoist scholars. They want to cultivate themselves and govern the country to bring peace to the world. They want to establish rules for the world. You just gave
their direction, they are groping as well"
Hu Rennong silently guarded his wife until the end of his life, but his demeanor and age became more and more frail. Three days later, he lowered his voice and looked at the grave, "My old Confucian and Taoist friend, a famous disciple, all believed in me and practiced. I
I can only kowtow on their weed-covered tombstones, and now I’m sending away your Confucianism and the way of cultivating your family, governing your country, and bringing peace to the world. Is it wrong?”
"Father, you are not wrong." The daughter's voice was bitter, knowing her father.
A month has passed and spring has arrived, but Hu Rennong is still silent.
He suddenly got news about the master he had not seen for decades. In these years, the master had been wandering around with the little fox: "Recently, the master is said to have a new friend. She is an exotic beauty who is very interested in Confucianism and Taoism. She wants to
Come to me to discuss it."
He naturally respects the Earth Mother Ivy.
But soon, due to the deaths of great scholars one after another, the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty passed an imperial edict to him, summoning the former great scholar Hu Rennong, who was the number one winner in the eleventh imperial examination, to come to Beijing to be the prime minister.
The Emperor of Zhou still believed in him, and now he was the only one left.
"The imperial edict is not accepted, I want to try again." Hu Rennong was still confused and left home. He knew that he had witnessed many life and death, and he had to get used to it.
The white-haired old man rolled up his clothes and walked on the road alone with his old face. A few days later, in a lush mountain forest, he saw an incredible young man.
He had no emotions or emotions, and his rational face seemed to be immersed in some kind of thinking.
He held a wordless book and kept mumbling, sometimes seeing the rise and making gestures with his hands and feet, sometimes squatting down and using a branch to draw many words for deduction, which contained many great truths.
