Chapter 415 Confucian and Taoist monks, awe-inspiring spirit (3000 words)

(This chapter was basically written by me on YY. It was a bit fun, but I hesitated for a long time after finishing it and didn’t dare to post it. I personally like to read historical articles. I think those who can write historical articles are all great people, and it is more difficult to write cool articles about systems than writing about systems.

Too many.)

Half a month later.

Fengdu Kingdom, Zhengyang County.

The area of ​​Fengdu Kingdom is several times that of Yue Kingdom and is divided into forty-nine counties. The area of ​​each county is equivalent to a state of Yue Kingdom.

As the most powerful sect in the Righteous Alliance, second only to the Taiyi Sect, Haoran Pavilion's overall strength is far beyond that of the seven sects of the Yue Kingdom.

The ten surrounding counties, including Zhengyang County, are all under Haoran Pavilion's sphere of influence. Flying more than five thousand miles west from the county city, deep in the mountains, is where Haoran Pavilion's sect is located.

Haoran Pavilion has the inheritance of Confucianism cultivators. Confucianism and Taoism skills need to cultivate the aura of Haoran before they can be practiced. The stronger the aura of Haoran, the more effective it will be with half the effort.

In these ten states, under the special control and influence of Haoran Pavilion, the literary style flourished, and academies were everywhere in major cities.

I dare not say that the current land of ten counties does not pick up relics on the road, but at least the people are wealthy and live and work in peace and contentment, and even the scholars who are officials rarely exploit the people at the bottom.

Because in their opinion, how can a mere amount of money compare to the gentlemanly behavior in their hearts and their own reputation?

History is a cycle. In fact, there have been countless scenes in the past where scholars formed cliques to prey on the common people.

Jiang Yun was immediately overjoyed, so he wandered around the county town.

After the three judges not far away exchanged opinions with each other, one of them, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, stood up and said loudly:

"Stick to the green mountains and never relax, the roots are still in the broken rocks. They have been struck hard and strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. Although the language of this poem about bamboo and stone by Mr. Han Li is simple, it has profound meaning and vividly demonstrates the perseverance of bamboo.

"

"The so-called three great scholars I met last time only wrote gorgeous words and no spirit."

"But Junior Brother, none of the things you are drawing now are true. If Senior Sister and Junior Sister see this thing, your life may be in danger!"

Once these people prey on the common people, they are countless times more sophisticated than the bandit leaders. It is no exaggeration to describe them as breaking bones and sucking out marrow. They even foolishly count the money for others after the common people are sold.

Later, Haoran Pavilion discovered that keeping some smelly fish and rotten shrimps can stimulate the fighting spirit of young scholars. They will fight against corrupt officials with dazzling brilliance, and it is easier to cultivate a noble spirit.

As long as one woman in the county wins the title of Oiran, the brothel where she works will become famous and become a first-class institution.

Sword cultivation, magic cultivation, body cultivation, blood cultivation, law cultivation, puppet mastering, beast mastering, weapon refining, talisman making, formations, etc.

Jiang Yun arrived in Fengdu Country more than ten days ago.

The best restaurants and teahouses in the county, the oldest Four Treasures Store, bookstores, and even the most famous brothel, Zhuyun Tower, are all gathered here.

Where there is darkness, the light becomes warmer and brighter.

Some powerful and favored women in their families even decided to pester their parents and elders to send someone to propose marriage to "Mr. Han Li" after returning home.

Many young girls in the fenced stands were looking at the handsome man on the central platform with burning eyes, laughing and coquettishly talking to each other.

The eyes of the women who were about to be married were even brighter, and they felt that this "Master Han Li" was a gentleman, completely different from the people they usually encountered in the circle.

But the problem is that both of them are women, but one is small and delicate in figure and looks shy, while the other is very heroic and looks like a heroine.

At first glance, it seems that Jiang Yun is pretending to be cool in front of others, visiting Goulan brothels, chatting and laughing with girls from good families, but in fact he is sharpening his Taoist heart, experiencing the various scenes of the world under the lights of ordinary families. By the way, he allows people in this world to experience the brilliant culture of the earth in his previous life.

Although there are hundreds of streets in Zhengyang County, this street is the favorite place for literati and poets to stay.

"It's not important. Senior brother, don't forget your own mission. If you can find a good seedling, the reward from the sect plus your savings will be enough to buy that Mo Qi Seal, which will be the ultimate magic weapon you have dreamed of.

"

There are basically no fools among scholars who can become officials, and ordinary people have limited knowledge and experience.

After politely declining some requests for calligraphy treasures and invitations to banquets, Jiang Yun walked on the streets that were already in the middle of the year but were still as bustling and bright as day.

There are dozens of countries in the land of Tiannan, and the cultivation and inheritance of various sects are countless.

Facts have proved that the famous poems on earth are no different in the mortal world.

You must know that in the private room are the only two women in Zhuyun Tower who have won the title of Oiran. One is good at guzheng and the other is good at sword dancing. One of the rewards for winning is to talk all night long.

At this time, the Zhuyun Tower was buzzing with people because a monthly literary fight was being held today.

The white-robed male cultivator finished the last stroke, looked at his work with satisfaction, and said indifferently: "What did you say, senior brother? I just saw that the senior sister and junior sister have been following the rules for more than ten years, and the styles of their clothes have not changed.

After that, I will draw some pictures of wearing new clothes."

Every few years or more in the land of ten counties, there will be dramas where gods appear and become disciples, leaving behind various legends.

"It's nothing. The current is strong and the boat is rocking. If you don't hold on to your waist, won't you fall off? The mouth is pointed just because the little junior sister has sand in her eyes. The senior sister can help blow it."

"Everyone understands the aura of awe-inspiring differently, but all of them are strong-willed people. After cultivating immortality, their Taoist hearts are stable and unshakable."

Qifeng Street.

I saw a scene of boating on the lake painted on the scroll. On the boat, there were two people lovingly embracing each other.

As for why he used Han Li's name, it was just a whim.

Therefore, every ten or twenty years, Haoran Pavilion has to clean up the filth, so that the common people can return to purity, so that more good seedlings can be born in the common people.

"This man has some literary talent. I hope he can gain something this time. In the past few years, all I have found are idiots who become more and more stupid as they read and are obsessed with reading."

From this poem, we can understand that this "Master Han Li" is Jiang Yun himself.

In a private seat of a certain teahouse, two immortal cultivators watched Jiang Yun's leaving figure from a distance.

The judges are Mr. Wu, the fifth-in-command of Zhengyang County, Mr. Hu, the deputy director of Yunlu Academy with a long tradition, Mr. Liu, a guest at major brothels, and Mr. Liu who never spends money.

"Okay, it's time for me to test that little friend Han Li. I hope he can give me a surprise."

Hearing this, the male cultivator in blue robe no longer paid attention to the content in the painting. After all, it was not him who was beaten after the incident. He nodded and said:

"If you don't have any other masterpieces, Mr. Han Li won all the three poetry competitions among the Three Friends of Suihan today."

"Where does the sand come from on the lake?"

Along the way, many scholars obviously recognized him and greeted them, and he responded politely.

"I have been here for three years as the monk on duty in this county. I have indeed found some true spiritual roots and false spiritual roots, but at the same time, I have not cultivated any aura of awe-inspiringness. I am really worried to death!"

These two women are the most important assets of Zhuyun Tower. Those who can reach the rank of courtesan are all excellent in appearance, intelligence, and emotional intelligence, and they will not give themselves away easily.

More things can happen if we are talking happily and look at each other, but this rarely happens.

"What junior brother said is reasonable, but this matter can only depend on luck and cannot be forced."

And Confucianism cultivators are also unique among the many cultivation traditions.

Some of the scholars in the audience were distressed and admired. In the end, no one came on stage, and the "Master Han Li" was finally announced as the winner.

Everyone thought that "Mr. Han Li" would go to the private room on the top floor after winning, but they did not expect that "Mr. Han Li" gave a polite salute to the three judges and strode away.

Another male correction man in white robes waved the talisman pen in his hand and drew something on a scroll, as if he didn't hear anything.

The blue-robed male cultivator was not angry at all. He glanced at the scroll and said helplessly: "The secret technique of manifesting spirits passed down by Elder Lu is to draw patterns on the scrolls and then inject spiritual power and aura of awe into them to manifest against the enemy. All the drawings are spiritual.

Beasts, generals and soldiers, or various weapons, wind, fireballs and the like."

Most of the talented people present admired "Master Han Li" for his decisive departure. They asked themselves that they could not be so free and easy.

".Then what are their actions? Why is the senior sister putting her hands on the younger sister's waist, and why is her mouth close to her?"

Because how can such a scholar have such a noble spirit? There is quite a bottle of corruption and shamelessness.

Due to some reasons, he had to wait for a while. Originally, Jiang Yun was planning to find an inn to retreat, but when he saw the scene of the county's flourishing literary style, his heart was disturbed.

Speaking of which, Jiang Yun has been practicing cultivation for nearly 130 years, but he has been so busy that he really has no time to travel around the world and settle down.

Jiang Yun had previously said that his apprentice Long Hao's cultivation level had increased too quickly and that he needed to travel and accumulate time in the secular world. In fact, his own cultivation level was not much different.

An older male revisionist wearing a blue Confucian robe looked at Jiang Yun with interest and said in a low voice: "The purpose of studying is to gain wisdom and knowledge, but if you want to cultivate a noble spirit, you must combine it with your own life experience."

, understand clearly what righteousness in the world is in your heart and implement it.”

Over the past ten days or so, Jiang Yun found that his cultivation level had increased a little.

There are also a small number of people who feel that it is stupid. Wanting to drink tea and chat with an oiran on weekdays is not something that can be done with just a few hundred taels of silver. What's more, two people at the same time cannot be bought with money. It is simply a waste of money.

The life and death of the common people is actually not that important to immortal cultivators, but the virtue of scholars touches the reverse scale of Haoran Pavilion.

Soon after, Jiang Yun returned to the inn where he stayed.

The innkeeper and the waiter had already prepared hot water and meals in the guest room where he usually stayed. These days, because of Mr. Han Li's stay, their store's business has doubled.

After returning to the room and closing the door, Jiang Yungang was sitting cross-legged on the couch meditating when he suddenly looked in a certain direction.

"Here comes a little guy who is in the early stages of foundation building."
Chapter completed!