For some people, the "Tianba Demon Corpse" is a rare treasure, but for others, it is a hot potato, a suicide poison...
Ye Qingxuan and Monk Miaoxiu are both of the latter type.
It is no longer possible for them to use the "Tianzhu Demon Corpse" to practice new martial arts for those who possess unique knowledge, and the magic gate skills will not be of any reference to them who embarked on the second path of Buddhism and Taoism. The danger will be greater.
Whether the "Tianba Demon Corpse" is handed over to the Dachan Temple or Kunwu Mountain, it is reasonable.
As for Monk Miaoxiu and Zen Master Wu Nian, everyone also trusted them.
Therefore, no one had the slightest objection to handing over the "Tianba Demon Corpse" to the Dachan Temple for safekeeping.
"We will set off tomorrow, heading north to Yingchang Mansion." Feng Qingyan said in a deep voice, "'Tianba Demon Corpse' is of great importance, we must go on the road together, any superfluous act of pretending to be a suspicious soldier may attract unhappiness. Necessary trouble. Safety is the first priority."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
After discussing with Sun Kejian, everyone decided to set off immediately tomorrow morning.
Monk Miaoxiu left a secret letter from the Great Chan Temple to Zen Master Wu Nian, asking him to show up immediately no matter what. The specific affairs, including everything about the "Tianji Demon Corpse", were not mentioned at Ye Qingxuan's request .
As for Wang Qiye of Jinhuan Gambling Workshop, although everyone knows that he is in collusion with the Demon Sect, in order not to startle the snake and expose the theft of the second half of the "Tianba Demon Corpse", he is temporarily let go.
Early in the morning of the second day, with the help of the innkeeper, everyone bought three most comfortable four-horse carts, and several people rode in them separately, heading north all the way.
Si Xiao, Ye Qingxuan and Sun Kejian were sitting on the cart in the middle. They had been apprentices since they were young, and they had never been to Kunwu Mountain for more than ten years.
Although Ye Qingxuan has been around the rivers and lakes for a long time, he only feels that the famous mountains and great rivers in this world are very beautiful, but he can't tell the reason behind them.
On the other hand, Sun Kejian is very knowledgeable, and his journey of martial arts is just a small way for him to cultivate himself, but in terms of knowledge, he can be called a great master of a generation.
Along the way, Sun Kejian showed his knowledge to the fullest, and he shared all the secrets of the rivers and lakes, the taboos of martial arts, the routes of the states in the Central Plains, the famous mountains and rivers, the cultural background, and even the people who lived in one place, what martial arts they had, and the number of deeds during their lifetime. Together, not only did the Fourth Elementary School learn a lot of common sense in the world, but even Ye Qingxuan was fascinated by it. He secretly praised Confucianism Academy as worthy of being the best academy in the world. Just looking at Sun Kejian's performance, he really taught the younger generation A generation of celebrities.
Although Ye Qingxuan was forced to get involved in the trip to Yingchang Mansion, the burden on his shoulders was hard to let go of at all times. Fortunately, there were four companions during the trip, which unknowingly reduced a little bit of distress and increased a little bit of anxiety. Very happy.
According to Feng Qingyan's suggestion, everyone relaxed outwardly and tightened internally, taking it easy, at least in the eyes of outsiders, the itinerary of this group was quite chic.
After walking for more than ten days in a row, everyone visited almost all the places of interest and historic sites they encountered on the road, such as Chanxi Temple, Nine Eagle Peak, Laojun Cave, Thousand Buddha Cliff... all of them.
And the martial arts people from all sides who followed along the way did not know how many, but all of them were relatively restrained, and no one dared to provoke them.
When everyone arrived at Yingchang Mansion, they were immediately attracted by the flourishing style of writing here.
The streets and alleys are full of Confucian shirt students holding scrolls in their hands and swords across their waists. From old men in their eighties to children under three years old, everyone treats others with courtesy, just like a group of modest gentlemen.
When they arrived at the Confucian Academy, Ye Qingxuan and the others had already put on the Taoist robes of the Kunwu sect, to show their identities and avoid the trouble of constant prying and prying.
On the contrary, Sun Kejian returned to the teacher's school like a fish in water. After changing into his teacher's outfit, people kept showing surprise along the way and came forward to say hello.
Ye Qingxuan could tell that most of these Confucian students didn't know Sun Kejian, but the jade plaque on Sun Kejian's waist representing his identity in the sect was too ostentatious. With a crying voice, he roared tremblingly: "Yan Sheng's sacrificial wine is back, it is Yan Sheng's sacrificial wine is back..."
This loud shout was like stabbing a hornet's nest. The faces of many students who were only being polite to Sun Kejian suddenly changed, and they rushed forward in a bustling manner, saluting repeatedly, shouting, "Students who are so and so, have seen Yansheng!" Sacrificial wine" and other words of greeting, looking up at Sun Kejian's true face.
That scene is nothing more than a 21st century star concert.
Ye Qingxuan backed away in shock, and turned to the knowledgeable Sun Kun beside him and asked, "Senior Sun, why is your fellow clan so popular? What is Yansheng sacrificial wine? Is it an official position?"
"Although this is also conferred by the imperial court, it is not an official position. 'Yansheng Jijiu' is the most brilliant literary master in the world. He judges his strengths by knowledge. The 'Wensheng Festival' on August 27th every year is Hosted by the "Yanshengjijiu" personally, he read aloud the poems written by the sages and burned them for comfort. This Sun Kejian wrote a lot of lyrics and poems back then, and the articles were very gorgeous. It is the object of admiration for all students today."
oh.
I see.
In the Confucian Academy, both civil and martial arts, this Sun Kejian is a leader in literary and Taoism, and he is worthy of being Yan Jingliu's junior.
Si Xiao was behind everyone, muttering something, suddenly burst into laughter.
Ye Qingxuan turned back and shouted: "Calm down, pay attention to the image of the master!"
Ma Yunyong wiped his beard, and said with a smile: "Little uncle, let's do some research, maybe our Kunwu faction also made some kind of 'immortal sacrificial wine', specially awarded to fellow students who can recite scriptures well, and organize a group in the future. Worshiping to heaven or something is also majestic."
Ye Qingxuan was overjoyed. "That's a good idea."
"Don't mess around." Feng Qingyan yelled coldly: "If you cause trouble again, everyone will be fined to copy the "Tao Jing" 300 times. Junior brother is also included."
Ye Qingxuan's expression turned bitter immediately.
At this moment, Ye Qingxuan suddenly had a warning sign in his heart, and a sudden change emerged!
On the four-storey small buildings on the left and right sides of the group, the wooden windows facing the street were all shattered, and the violent gangster energy was wrapped in tens of thousands of sawdust, like a sharp hidden weapon, and carried real The hidden weapons swept towards the crowd below.
Among the team, Ye Qingxuan, Sun Kun and Hou Ting responded the fastest.
Ye Qingxuan has excellent spiritual knowledge, Sun Kun has a sharp ear, and Hou Ting is a person who is good at assassination, so he is naturally more familiar with this scene.
Just for a moment, the three of them made different moves.
Ye Qingxuan rushed to Sun Kejian immediately to protect his safety, while Hou Ting threw a big iron bucket and flew to block the hidden weapon shot from the sky, while Sun Kun was concerned about the safety of his own people and turned around to block in front of the fourth child.
hum!
Ye Qingxuan raised his hands to the sky, holding up a large shield of stellar energy to save the surrounding crowd to the largest extent.
Feng Qingyan and He Qingzhu turned into two gusts of breeze and landed directly beside Sun Kejian. With a wave of their sleeves, the crowd of onlookers were pushed back three feet away.