The faint voice sounded sharply in his ears. ([]Piaotian, a registered literary member, recommended this work.) Shisanlang himself did not notice that the unruly component in his temperament was getting worse, like a mother wolf with a cub, gradually evolved from cunning to unprovocative and unprovocative.

Especially when this touch affects some of his particularly sensitive areas.

He Wenliu felt the sharp and calm face without any fluctuations, and said slightly sarcastically: "Junior Brother Xiao Shenlong saw his head but not his tail. I should admire him because I am, but..."

Shisanlang looked at him quietly, without any intention of opening his mouth.

He Wenliu waited for a while, smiled with self-deprecating or sarcastic smile, and said, "Young brother doesn't know yet. The living seniors are not allowed to enter the school history. If you want to repeat the blessing, you should read another book."

Shisanlang's eyes lit up and he said, "Which book?"

A trace of disdain flashed in He Wenliu's eyes. He raised his hand and pointed to an ordinary book book in the corner of the bookshelf, saying: "That book "The Analects of Confucius Ziyun" records the words and deeds of contemporary seniors in the inner courtyard. There should be something that the junior brother needs."

"The Analects of Confucius..." Shisanlang couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

It was dark under the lamp! It was not that Shisanlang had seen that book, but unfortunately he only saw the name and concluded that it must be a very "philosophical" book, and there was no interest at all. Now that he heard He Wenliu reminded that Shisanlang thought that "philosophical" books must be written by people who "understand philosophy". Isn't it the best way to pass on those who "understand philosophy".

He was originally familiar with this situation, but after being in this world, Shisanlang's conceptual perspective could not be unaffected. He gradually formed the world's admiration, but he did not notice that he was in the Taoist temple now, and his atmosphere was different from the past.

There are thousands of jade slips in the bookstore. Shisanlang doesn’t spend much time here, so how can he search one by one? I accidentally learned this message at this time, and I was overjoyed and excited.

He put down the book in his hand, bowed to He Wenliu with his fists, and said sincerely: "Thank you for your advice."

After saying that, he walked over and picked up the "Analects of Confucius". He couldn't wait to read it, but he couldn't wait for a moment. He Wen Liu Shangguan and the others looked at each other and smiled bitterly, thinking that even if you want to hold your thighs, at least you will go after we finish the conversation, and no one will compete with you. As for being so shameless.

Shangguan Xinya said loudly: "Brother Xiao, if you understand the essence of Taoism, you must gradually advance and study it slowly. Although the words of the wise men of the Taoist temple are exquisite, but with the senior brother now..."

Before Shangguan could finish his words, many people heard him around him, and many eyes gathered in the direction of Shisanlang. Then he noticed He Wenliu and the others, with shock or admiration in his eyes.

There is no need for divine thoughts, as it can be seen from the breath that He Wen Liu Li is only one line away from the later stage, while Shangguan Xinya is a standard late-stage monk. Even among the children in the nursing home, she has enough capital to be proud.

It must be mentioned that this situation would not have happened in the bookstore. The monks who came here usually had clear goals, and they were racing against time, so they had no time to pay attention to other things. It was just because Shangguan Xinya was anxious and the voice was a little louder, and the persuasion in her words became clear as soon as she heard it. This made everyone a little curious, wanting to see which young monk who didn't know how to pose for himself came here and asked for trouble.

Everyone in Daoyuan understands that books are not random reading! The spirit stones are small. If you don’t know the depth and depth of Taoism, it will not only not bring benefits to your practice, but will disturb your mind and waste time in vain. In more serious cases, it will even affect your mind and not do it by wise people.

At this time, after looking at the three of them, everyone instantly figured out everything, shook their heads, and looked at Shisanlang with disdain, sarcasm, or pity.

Thanks to Shisanlang's cautious behavior and showing little signs, although everyone may have heard of his name, they have never seen this person. Therefore, they cannot judge who he is from a word, Brother Xiao, and can only judge from his clothes. This is a freshman who has not yet been officially admitted to the hospital.

"Another guy who doesn't know the importance of it."

"Yes, most of the frivolous people with rich and high self-superiority think that they can be free in the Taoist temple by buying a few pairs."

"This is wrong. They don't come for freedom, but for seeking the truth."

"Haha, that's right, I've asked for the truth, and I've asked for it to my face."

"You are jealous..."

In the crowd, a tall, dark and energetic man watched coldly, and his eyes were only on He Wenliu and the others for a moment, then he turned his attention to Shisanlang. His eyes were like a cheetah about to rush out, exuding an uncontrollable fierce aura. Beside him, an old man followed closely like a shadow, whispering something.

After listening for a while, the man asked casually with his eyes flashed, his expression slightly surprised. The old man nodded slightly and said a few words again.

The man did not speak anymore, and looked at Shisanlang with a hawkish look, watching coldly.

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He Wenliu's eyes were noticed by everyone, and he was indifferent, and he could not help but feel a little complacent in his eyes; Shangguan Xinya was obviously unable to adapt, and a touch of redness appeared on her face, and she felt a little uneasy.

"Brother Xiao, Xinya is not intentional..."

The crowd was making noise again, and couldn't help but curse in my heart. The world was so beautiful that it was finally advantageous. The facts in front of me were obvious. This outstanding woman with outstanding talent and outstanding cultivation and excellent appearance was even more impeccable...

Everyone is unwilling to think about the following things, because that will only make them even more unhappy and have deep jealousy.

"The girl misunderstood. I just took a look and didn't have much thought."

What a clever figure, Shisanlang, could not see what the people around him think? Although he felt helpless and wronged, he didn't care too much about it. At this time, he had already seen that Shangguan Xinya had probably never left the house and had completely broken the world. How could she care about it?

After explaining a few gentle words, Shisanlang didn't want to have any involvement with Shangguan anymore. He turned around and read his book, but he ignored everything around him, as if he hadn't seen him.

After hearing Shisanlang's words, Shangguan Xinya breathed a little relieved, but a trace of depression appeared in her eyes. The surrounding cultivators shook their heads, slandering her inwardly that she was such a bastard. It was not worthy of being like this girl. It would be better to be with the one around you... or with me, and I am always better than this guy.

"Junior Brother Xiao, Xinya has a good intention, so I'd better listen to the advice."

It was obvious that nothing happened, He Wenliu refused to let Shisanlang go, and said in a faint tone: "Besides..."

This time, Shisanlang did not pretend to not hear, raised his head and asked, "Besides, what?"

He Wenliu smiled slightly and said, "Besides, my junior brother memorized the Analects of Confucius and understood all the preferences of all the seniors. He always had to enter the inner courtyard first."

The surroundings were silent in an instant, and the next moment, a burst of hilarious sounds came everywhere. People seemed to have forgotten that the time here was weighed with spirit stones, stroking their chests and feet, leaning back and forth, like a group of crows who were crazy.

"No noise in the bookstore!"

The female teacher raised her head and glanced at the cold eyes for a while. Wherever she passed, everyone stopped breathing, without a trace of sound. At the same time, Shisanlang's voice also sounded, gentle as the spring breeze blowing on her face, so leisurely.

"It's like an inner courtyard, a piece of cake."

He looked at He Wenliu with a calm look and said, "By the way, you and I don't have much relationship, so there is no need to talk about friendship. In the future, the inside and outside will definitely be separated. Is the title of senior brother and junior brother too close?"

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