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Chapter 8 Think quietly

When she walks, she looks like a misty mountain, and when she sits down, she looks like a Bodhisattva with her eyebrows lowered.

The Taoist robe is like the snow on the mountain, and the wooden hairpin is like a horizontal branch.

"I am Qin Liao."

Her voice was quiet again, like the evening breeze returning from the empty mountain and deep valley.

His eyes lowered lightly: "I am the standing teacher of Jixia Academy."

Guitai is very quiet.

Nearly thirty students remained silent.

Everyone knows who she is, except Jiang Wang.

But now he also reacted.

Among the four famous pavilions in Linzi, isn’t the owner of Wen Yu Shui Pavilion named Qin Liao?

That Qin Lun and this Qin Lun are the same person?

Jiang Wang naturally thought of Jiang Wuxie.

The four palace masters in the Great Qi Dragon Competition back then.

Needless to say, Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuyou started his own martial arts, and his appearance was majestic.

Jiang Wuhua's divine power is restrained and unfathomable. He usually doesn't reveal anything, but in the case of Concubine Lei, he said that the gods are coming when the gods are coming, and he calmed down many people.

Only Jiang Wuxie, the master of Yangxin Palace, showed little competitiveness. It’s not that he wasn’t excellent in what he showed, but that the few people he competed with were too dazzling.

Of all the impressions Jiang Wang had on him, the only one that left a deep impression on him was the various beauties around him, besides his feminine and charming face.

Of course Jiang Wang has never underestimated Jiang Wuxie, but sometimes he can't help but wonder, why should such a master of Yangxin Palace compete with Jiang Wuhua, Jiang Wuyou, or even Jiang Wuqi?

It’s not like Emperor Qi established four palace masters just to make up an even number, right?

Even if you try to make up the numbers, like the Fourteenth Prince Jiang Wuyong, who is trying to get in, there is no chance.

Seeing this Qin Ji with his own eyes today, he unconsciously raised his expectations for Jiang Wuxie - how could the Master of Yangxin Palace be a simple person if he could win the love of such a woman?

On the podium, Qin Lian's voice continued: "Today I want to tell you about "The Collection of Jingxu Xiang'er"."

As long as you take a look at the audience, it is not difficult to see her teaching skills.

The lecture was so good that all the students were intoxicated...

Even if it’s just a name so far.

"Jingxu Xiang'er Ji" is a classic written by Taoist sages. In addition to expounding Taoist concepts, it also contains some ancient secret records.

Of course, these ancient secrets are also included to better explain the thoughts, so they cannot be regarded as historical records.

Sima Heng once commented on this Taoist classic, saying: "Think of it? It's a given!"

The authenticity of the ancient secrets recorded in this book can be imagined. But it is not as bad as what Sima Heng said, and it is not all taken for granted. In the part about ancient secrets, at least ten Seventy-eight, we respect history.

After all, Taoism is the oldest source of spiritual practice, and no force can compare with its true grasp of the long history of history.

Sima Heng's criticism does not detract from the greatness of "The Collection of Jingxu Xiang'er". He judges this classic from the perspective of a historian, but there is no way to disparage the spiritual realm embodied in this book and the spiritual philosophy expressed in it. .

For thousands of years, its name has always been included in the forty-nine classics listed on the endless stone walls of Tianjing City. It is a must-read classic for Taoist monks all over the world. It has a very high level of Taoism and would never dare to talk about "Jingxu Xiang"

"Er Collection".

Qin Liao's cultivation level can be seen from this.

Next to her sits an iceberg beauty like Li Fengyao, and on the stage sits a landscape bodhisattva like Qin Liao.

A faint aroma floats in the nose, and a pleasant sound flows in the ears.

Jiang Wang, however, wandered wholeheartedly in the Taoist world constructed in "The Collection of Jingxu Xiang'er". He listened very attentively, and from time to time recorded the wonderful points in Ru Meng Ling.

"In ancient times, three Taoists joined forces with the Emperor of Humanity to kill the real world and build the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons. However, they had no skills. The man named 'Zhu You' penetrated the passage of the real world, turned Bizhou into a desert, and raised a demonic tide to destroy all the monsters.

This world...is called the Demon Ancestor."

Jiang Wang's heart moved.

He had always heard about the Demon Clan, and he had personally visited the Ancient Demon Cave, been exposed to supreme demonic skills, and even mastered a blood-puppet true demon... But this was the first time he heard about the Demon Ancestor.

Actually named "Zhu You".

I don’t know if that’s his devilish name, or if the human race gave him such a name.

Just like Gaojiu from the sea tribe, many people here in the human race are named after Wan Tong.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise his hand and ask questions.

On the podium, Qin Liao lowered his eyes: "Whether Zhu You is his real name or the name he gave himself after invading the world, it is impossible to test with the existing information.

In other words, the credible information has not been made public. I tend to think that he chose this name himself. Because I have gone through all the records and found no name of Zhu You, but there have always been sporadic records of "Demon" in Zhu You.

It was only after this name came out that the demonic tide broke out."

Is the so-called demon ancestor the source of demons, or the master of the demon clan, who lifted the demon clan into a powerful existence that once swept the world?

"The Blood Demon Art of Destroying Love and Absolute Desire", "The Seven Hate Demon Art"... Why can't those demonic arts be eradicated? What is the basis of the blood demon that Yu Beidou dealt with in Duanhun Gorge?

According to "The Collection of Jingxu Xiang'er", Zhu You broke through the barriers in this world, and only then did the demonic tide sweep across the world. So are the demons an extraterrestrial race? Song Wanxi is a water tribe, why can he become a demon? Yang Jiande, Jingye, Song Huai

, they are all humans, why can they become demons?

Knowing some secrets only gave rise to more doubts.

However, "Jingxu Xiang'er Ji" is a Taoist classic after all, and its focus is on the path of Taoist practice rather than historical records. It is not appropriate to continue to ask questions here.

Jiang Wang lowered his head slightly: "Thanks for clearing up the confusion."

Qin Ji ignored this incident and continued: "Demons are ghosts in sackcloth. Demons are the seeds of rebellion! Therefore, the original source of the great road is pure, and the ghosts and gods should be called to clarify it, so the chaos can be rectified."

Speaking of this, she smiled: "I think you said in the book that only the Tao can eliminate demons, so when the Tao disappears, the demons will grow, and when the moon is full, the demons will disappear. I only agree with half of this sentence. The Tao can eliminate demons.

But those who can eliminate demons are not limited to Taoism."

"Your Tao can work, and so can my Tao. As long as you are strong enough, the Art of War, Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism... all schools of thought can do it."

She clenched her fist, raised it slightly, and said with great force: "Therefore, it is force that can eliminate demons!"

There was thunderous applause for a while.

Apparently everyone felt the "power".

It's really like looking at a mountain.

It's really a wave of anger.

Good insight.

Good knowledge.

Jiang Wang listened intently to Qin Liao's understanding of Taoism, which was also mixed with the interpretation and application of some Taoism's iconic Taoism.

With his current state of mind, he can understand many things at the first glance and understand them in just one click. He really sinks in. He can fully understand Qin Liao's exquisite expressions and feel the power of this academy's executive lecturer.

As an extraordinary source, Taoism naturally has its vast and sea-like heritage. The more you wander among it, the more you can discover your own insignificance.

This kind of experience of sitting down and listening to a class with many peers... Jiang Wang had not had this experience for a long time.

So much so that at the end of this lesson, he was still in a daze.

Those whispers with my neighbors, those times when I was distracted, that long ruler, the red palms, those Taoist texts that were punished for copying...it seems that they have never left.

It's like it never happened.

Besides him, who else will remember?

"Let's go!"

Chong Xuansheng poked Jiang Wang in the back.

Jiang Wang came back to his senses and saw that everyone else was leaving. Sister Fengyao had also stood up and walked out. Although the stone platform was crowded, the people closest to her were several positions away from her.

Li Longchuan and Yan Fu had already disappeared.

"Marquis Wu'an, stay." Qin Liao suddenly said on the podium: "If you don't mind, stay and let's discuss a few more words."

Zhong Xuansheng tapped Jiang Wang's back with his finger as a reminder, then he stood up and walked out with a smile.

The crowd was still pouring out, and no one seemed to care about this statement.

But the speed of these students' exit was obviously slowed down, and their ears stood up very high.

Li Fengyao, who had already reached the stone steps, looked back briefly and glanced at Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang quickly stood up.

But before he could speak, Qin Lian added, "If Miss Li is interested, you might as well stay and discuss it together."

"No need." Li Fengyao replied quietly.

Rushuang's eyes retracted and he just walked down the stone steps.

At that moment, all the rays of light were behind her.

And her profile is the second kind of stunning beauty.

"A role model, a role model for our generation.

Lin Jie walked out and muttered something in his heart.

Of course, he didn't dare to read it aloud. People from small countries are used to observing words and deeds. Although he came to Jixia Academy not long ago, he still vaguely heard about the relationship between Qin Jiaoxi and the Ninth Prince.

Marquis Wu'an has the ability to act recklessly, but he has no ability to speak nonsense.

As for the strange woman who Li Fengyao didn't dare to think about, who could change her name on the Shimen Li family tree, he had done enough homework before coming to Zi, and she was one of the people who must not be offended.

Speaking of which, Marquis Wu An took no credit for Zhou Xiong's death and gave up all the credit for killing a god. After Yan Po went back and talked to him,

Although he admired it, he also felt that it was just something that a peerless genius would do. It was not particularly remarkable.

But today's lesson really impressed him.

It is said that Marquis Wu An was obsessed with cultivation and had no intention of lusting after women. Little did he know that this was the state of returning to nature! Don't you know that there is a fishing method called "the one who wishes to take the bait"?

With infinite respect for Wu Anhou, his steps became brisk.

Lin Xian, who was still pondering "The Collection of Jingxu Xiang'er" in his mind, couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. It was just that he couldn't compare to Wu Anhou. How could he attend the same class together?

Not as rewarding as Lin Jie? Looking at Lin Jie’s look, it’s clear that he has learned a lot!

Jiang Wang has no control over what others think.

He himself was still confused. He didn't know what Qin Lian wanted to discuss when he left him here. Did he want to talk about demonic skills? It was not convenient to talk about the Seven Demon Killing Techniques. He did have some say in the Blood Demonic Technique of Destroying Love and Absolute Desire.

Qin Liao sat quietly on the podium. He had the temperament of an immortal but the posture of a beauty in the world. He placed a tea set on the stone table and brewed tea slowly.

After the tea was served, everyone left.

She gently pushed the tea cup outward with her index finger and simply said: "Please."

Jiang Wang casually picked up a futon, placed it in front of the stone table, and sat down cross-legged. He picked up the porcelain cup and took a sip casually.

"I have heard that Marquis Wu'an loves tea. When he first came to Zi, he drank all the eight famous teas. Although this tea is not among the eight famous teas, it is one that I am used to drinking in private. How about it?"

she asked.

Her eyes are like water, and she looks like she is made of water.

With a slight movement, the water rippled slightly, and the crests of the flat waves were inexplicable. Jiang Wang thought of a less eye-catching poem in a book he had accidentally read before. Only when you have buried your head in a deep ditch will you know how to bury your head at night. How can the willow waist be light in the palm!

"

He had always been diligent in his practice, and even though the Xianshu was a Tiandu Collection edition, he didn't read much of it. But he did remember this sentence firmly.

But today we know how wonderful it is!

What an apt wording.

Emperor Wu of Qi was a really strange person.

Jiang Wang's eyes fell on the water in the cup, he paused for a moment in the ripples in the cup, and then said: "The tea is very good, but it's a pity that Jiang is not elegant. When he tasted Bayin Tea, he actually wanted to study Taoism, so it was unavoidable.

I’m chewing peonies... I wonder if Teacher Qin wants me to stay here because he has something to discuss?”

Qin Liao smiled: "Marquis Wu'an is such an interesting person. No wonder Tao Niang never forgets you. She even told me about you a few days ago and said that when you went to Shuixie, you obviously got along well with her, but why didn't you talk to her later?

not going?"

Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment, Tao Niang? Who?

When Xu Xiangqian was still in Linzi, he went to the four famous restaurants frequently. But apart from drinking tea and wine, he was studying Taoism, and he really didn't make friends with any girls.

Later, Xu Xiangqian gave up drinking and Zhongxuansheng also cultivated his moral character. The place where they used to be a group of fox friends and dog friends gradually changed to places like teahouses, sometimes even at home.

I can’t remember anything about Linzi Fengyue.

Seeing Jiang Wang like this, Qin Liao sighed.

"You men always try your best to make people care about you, but you don't care about people who care about you."

This was said without any beginning or end.

But Jiang Wang suddenly remembered who Tao Niang was.

When he went to Wenyushui Pavilion to find Jiang Wuxie, he met a woman with many flaws.

Now that I think about it, I don't have the intention to talk about it.

He just smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's inconvenient for Jiang to say anything about Miss Qin and His Highness Ninth Prince."

Qin Liao took a deep look at him and said: "Actually, the Ninth Prince's goodwill towards Wu Anhou has never changed, and Wu Anhou should be aware of it.

"Jiang Mou told His Highness the Ninth Prince a long time ago that although there is no kindness or enmity between us, there is no enmity. It was true then and it is true now." Jiang Wangdao:

"I have never had any ill intentions toward His Highness Ninth Prince."

Some words are good just to the point, but saying more is not good.

Qin Zuo obviously understood the appropriateness, so he just smiled and said: "When we were in class just now, I saw that Marquis Wu An still had questions, why don't we chat?"

"There is indeed one question." Jiang Wang looked around and said, "Where is Gui?"

Of course he had many questions about Taoist practice and even questions about demons, but he would only ask them in class.

In class, it’s homework, and in class, it’s human relationships.

"There is no Gui.

"Then why is it called Guitai?"

Qin Liao smiled and said: "Originally it was called Guatai, but later the gentlemen thought it didn't sound good, so they changed it to Guitai."

Jiang Wang was surprised: "Is it so casual?"

Qin Liao said meaningfully: "You are not casual here, but where can you be casual?"

Jiang Wang laughed: "I know."

He stood up gracefully and walked to the foot of Guitai: "Goodbye, Teacher Qin!"

His green shirt fluttered as he walked up the heavenly steps, looking really free and easy.

This time it's Qin Liao's turn to look at the glow outside the painting and take photos of the people in the painting...


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