Zhang Jian looked at Wei Fang and suddenly laughed.

"With all due respect, Your Highness is asking for a calligraphy treasure, but do you want to use it to practice and break through the realm?"

Hearing this, Wei Fang looked at Zhang Jian in surprise.

Zhang Jian ignored Wei Fang and just said calmly.

"Your Highness, for the sake of your gifts, I can give you a copybook as a gift in return, but I have to tell you that Haoran Zhengqi is not as magical as imagined. If you want to break through, you still have to rely on your own accumulation!"

Wei Fang's expression became solemn when he heard this. During the chat with Zhang Jian just now, he knew that the number one scholar in front of him seemed to know everything about astronomy and geography.

He felt like he was looking up at a high mountain.

However, if you think about it, if you weren't well versed in all kinds of principles and possessed of supernatural powers, Zhang Jian in front of you might not be able to comprehend the wonders of Haoran's righteousness.

It should be noted that even if there are many Confucian sages in the country who have gray hair, they may not be able to understand the great righteousness.

Wei Fang's expression became more and more respectful.

There is no reason why he should be disrespectful.

He possesses great righteousness and is proficient in the teachings of saints. Even if he does not practice Buddhism, when he dies in the future, he will be treated favorably by the ghosts and gods of the underworld. If he turns to Shinto, he will become an elder at the level of a true soul within a few years.

If you are willing to reincarnate into the Immortal Family's Taoist lineage, I'm afraid a true king from the Immortal Sect's Taoist lineage will come to this world and come to guide you.

No matter what, his achievements are higher than those of ordinary gods like him.

But when he saw Zhang Jian casually taking out pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the main hall, Wei Fang immediately stood up and stepped forward to grind the ink himself.

After he finished polishing the ink, Zhang Jian thought for a moment and then took the pen into his hand.

He saw a ray of awe-inspiring righteousness manifesting in front of his eyes, like an outline drawn by the tip of a pen, picking off a bright moon and blending it into the rice paper, and saw a line of fonts shining brightly.

This time, the awe-inspiring righteousness did not manifest into the shining sun and moon, and the righteousness rushed straight into the mountains and rivers.

Instead, there is another layer of Taoist rhyme, just like a wisp of ethereal Taoist rhyme standing on the ridges of mountains, rivers and fields, where many farmers are cultivating in an orderly manner, returning to nature, and deep in the eyes is the intoxicating reality.

Such a mysterious scene can eliminate all anxiety and uneasiness in the heart of the practitioner.

In the end, the scene of Haoran's righteousness manifesting was shattered and turned into a line of limerick.

With your hands planted in the fields, you can see the sky in the water when you lower your head. Only when the heart is pure is the way, going back is actually going forward!

Seeing this line of handwriting, Wei Fang was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes couldn't help but be immersed in it, as if she had transformed into a pure farmer. Following the farmer's orderly steps, she seemed to see the boundless world, the so-called "without desire" is strong.

, going backward sometimes also means moving forward.

He couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised.

"It's wonderful. A word from Mr. De today is better than decades of hard work!"

Wei Fang cupped her hands.

At this time he was convinced.

I even feel that today’s trip was the most correct decision I have made in my life.

Hearing this, Zhang Jian just yawned slightly and smiled.

"Your Highness, it's a little late, you should go back!"

Wei Fang nodded when he heard this. There was some unconcealable joy in his eyes at this time, and then he said.

"If you, sir, have any errands in the future, you only need to send a letter to the Chenghuang Temple, and Xiao Wang will do anything you can!"

He slightly cupped his hands, but he disappeared into a thick fog with many of his bodyguards.

After Wei Fang left, Qi Yuhua walked out with the support of two girls, Yu Yao and Qu Lian, and looked at Zhang Jiandao with some surprise.

"Husband, is that really the King of the City just now?"

Zhang Jian nodded and smiled.

"That's him, but this His Highness really makes people worry. He doesn't even let anyone sleep. Such a good night has caused trouble for everyone!"

Hearing this, Qi Yuhua was surprised and glanced at him somewhat angrily.

…

At this time, in Shanyang County

The real body of the Red Flower Empress has arrived, and she has used various secret techniques to track her, but she has already found the hiding place of a group of demons pretending to be the Red Flower Empress.

In the mountain forest, wisps of flames flew into the sky around her, and the incense along the way seemed to spread throughout the depths of the mountains.

There was a murderous intent in her eyes, and wisps of firelight flowed in her hands, and in an instant they turned into tiny firebirds that shrieked and circled the mountains.

This technique is very similar to the Suzaku Mimicry Technique in Zhang Jian's hands, but the Suzaku Mimicry Technique is an untransmitted technique of the Tongshan Taoist Tradition and cannot be passed on to others.

Later, Zhang Jian understood the Suzaku Fire Control Technique based on the Suzaku Mimicry Technique.

As for power.

It is not inferior in any way to the Suzaku Mimicry Technique.

At this moment, in the hands of the Red Flower Lady, these tiny birds seemed to come alive.

But it's not just one or two, but like a flock of sparrows flying all over the mountains and fields.

"ah!

"

In an instant, wailing sounds could be heard in the mountains and forests, and a strong ghostly energy suddenly burst out from deep in the earth.

Fiery dark blue flames burst out from it, and in an instant, a blazing blue light suddenly swept towards the Red Flower Empress.

"King Lingzhu, please help me..."

At this time, many happy ghosts in the forest were also screaming in the Suzaku Fire Control Technique, but they were instantly turned into ashes after being contaminated by the stove fire, and their souls were scattered.

The Red Flower Empress deeply resented these demons for pretending to be the patrolling ghosts and gods in the Temple of the Kitchen God Empress, destroying her foundation, and attacking without mercy.

At this time, she also saw the blue flames sweeping through the void.

That is a very strange fire ghost.

Fire ghosts are a type of ghosts from the five elements. The cause of their death during life is related to flames. In addition, the five elements belong to fire. Many conditions come together to give birth to such supernatural ghosts.

This fire ghost has achieved great success in cultivation, and the ghost aura around his body is as strong as the real thing. He is a ghost general at the peak of fortune-telling.

But such ghost generals are still not enough in her eyes, especially when they dare to pretend to be her.

"Certainly!"

She just raised her head, with a trace of red light in her eyes, and saw an invisible fire burst out, easily trapping the ghost's soul in the void.

This is also a wonderful method learned from Zhang Jian, which can directly transform incense and luck to temporarily increase the authority of the gods, thereby suppressing monks, or ghosts and gods of the same attribute.

As long as you are not a god, this trick has some effect.

At this time, the spirit candle ghost will be trapped in mid-air. Inside the blue flames, there is fear in his eyes, but he cannot move.

She opened her mouth to scream. The Red Flower Empress formed a knife with one palm in her hand, looked around blankly, and said coldly.

"Isn't anyone coming out? If you don't take action, your henchmen will be dead!"

As she said this, she passed her palm, but it was like a flaming sword, splitting the entire grove into two, and the blazing red light made the earth roll.

The entire fire ghost was killed by the fierce flames!

Seeing this scene, the Red Flower Lady sneered in her eyes: "If you don't dare to come out, don't do any tricks behind your back, otherwise this fire ghost today will be an example for you all!"

She had just finished speaking when she heard a cold voice emerging from the depths of the dark void.

"You are a small Mao God. He has mediocre skills but a strong tone. Originally, I was not prepared to argue with you, the Mao God. However, you have provoked me again and again. Today, I will teach the people behind you a lesson."

You, you are not that easy to be a god!"

There was a cold voice, but in an instant, a strong dim light appeared in the void.

Deep in the earth, countless divine powers flowed and surged, instantly transforming into a god made of countless boulders.

The divine light of Wutu circulates, shining with earthy yellow divine light.

In front of him is a mountain god's spiritual form.

Moreover, judging from the fact that its divine power is as deep as the ocean, it is very likely that it comes from the original body.

A fifth-grade god!

And he is a mountain god at the peak of the fifth rank.

Among the gods, when it comes to divine power, the gods in the water are the strongest, but the mountain gods have mountains and rivers as their foundation, so they should not be underestimated.

When the Red Flower Empress saw this scene, her eyes fluctuated.

The group of fire gods hiding behind her actually mobilized a mountain god to create trouble for her, which was quite insidious.

But when encountering such disputes, they can only be resolved with fists.

"Who are you? Please tell me your name one last time. Is this unknown person immortal in the hands of this god?"

Hearing this, the mountain god finally became furious.
To be continued...