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Chapter 872 Complaining about the Environment and Complaining about the Strong

midnight.

High in the sky, a three-legged strange bird is flying rapidly.

A girl in a green dress with a sword on her back is standing on the bird, holding a white jade in her hand.
The white jade was faintly flashing with a certain light.

The girl in the green skirt seemed to be holding it tightly, feeling something.

She set off as ordered by her senior sister, riding on the insect girl, and had just left the Yangxin Palace for a while.

"Strange, why do I feel like I'm starting to get hot? Could it be that we're so close..."

The girl in the green skirt muttered to herself, lowered her head to study the medicinal jade, and prepared to ask the insect girl to slow down. She looked around.
Just when she was a little confused, the medicinal jade in her hand suddenly lost its luster.

The slight temperature that had originally risen on the medicinal jade also disappeared.

"Strange? Wasn't there a reaction just now? Was it my illusion?"

The girl in the green skirt became more and more confused.

She shook her head, looked around casually, and did not call for the insect to stop, allowing it to continue flying towards the northeast.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it seems that they are about to leave the Yunmengze area. The girl in the green skirt was not surprised and seemed to think it was normal.

If the thief was within the Yunmeng Lake, it would be unusual for the medicine jade to suddenly become hot, just like it did at the beginning. She would have to think about it and investigate it a little...

At this moment, one of the Six Lady Lords of Yunmeng, who was carrying a jade to look for someone, passed by the two small islands below on a bug-riding bug.

She didn't know that on an island below, in a bamboo courtyard, a certain snow-white sword that sent out the signal had been "suppressed" into the Mohist sword box, wrapped in the thunder spirit thread, unable to move.

At this moment, the right wing was dark.

The Peach Blossom Spring map has been closed.

The snow-white sword energy that "rebelled" not long ago seemed to have never happened.

Ouyang Rong sat on the couch, staring at Miao Si, the "meritorious guard".

"No, Tao is for A-Qing."

Ouyang Rong was the first to shake his head.

Miao Si immediately protested:
"Xiao Rongzi, you are biased. If it weren't for me staying up late to accompany you, you would have been exposed now!"

Ouyang Rong had a stern face, and first checked the Qingyan Evening Peaches in the Peach Blossom Spring painting for the sake of caution.

Miao Si's face suddenly changed slightly when she saw his actions.

Ouyang Rong vaguely noticed that the peach seemed to have moved. He raised his head and asked the little ink spirit seriously:

"It's true that you helped me this time, but are you sure that you stayed up so late to keep watch for me, and not to do something bad and steal peaches?"

Miao Si's eyes flashed with a trace of guilt, then she glared, raised her head and chest, and asked Ouyang Rong:

"Okay, I'm sorry that I came out to protect you right away for your sake. You doubt me, right? Okay, don't ask so many questions. They are all excuses. There's no point in talking too much. Okay, I'm leaving. Is that okay?"

After saying that, she put her hands behind her back and went back into the bed without looking back, as if she didn't want to care about that person anymore.

But in Ouyang Rong's eyes, it was interpreted differently:
"You are not allowed to leave. You are a guilty thief, right?"

He reached out to cover the quilt, blocking her way.

At the same time, just in case, Ouyang Rong picked up the bronze mask at his feet and put it on his face.

The way out was blocked, Miao Si turned around, stiffened her neck, and cried:
"You are the one who is guilty of something! I took your kindness for granted. I shouldn't have followed you if I had known. I worked so hard to help you, but you still bully me!"

Ouyang Rong looked at her with a smile.

The little black spirit felt like he was being seen through, as if he was naked. He got angry and showed a fierce expression, saying:

"What are you looking at? Is there anything wrong with what you said?"

Ouyang Rong curled his lips, and suddenly reached out and touched the little black spirit's head:
"Okay, if you like it, then eat half and leave the other half for Ah Qing."

The little Mojing, who was just about to get angry and prepare new words to criticize Xiao Rongzi, suddenly choked.

She looked suspicious, took a step back and asked:

"It is true?"

"If you don't eat, you'll fall down."

Ouyang Rong withdrew his hand that was taking the peach from the painting.

But with a "whoosh", the little black spirit rushed over quickly, hugged Ouyang Rong's little arm, and said happily with a little face:

"No, no, no, eat, eat, hehe."

Ouyang Rong was speechless, but he still took out the Qingyan Wantao and cut it in half with a knife.

The peach fragrance immediately filled the air, and the juice dripped down and was caught by Miaosi's little hands, who drank it reluctantly.

Miaosi smacked her lips with a happy look on her face, then she took the peach from Ouyang Rong and started to eat it with relish.

Seeing that she was eating with gusto, Ouyang Rong looked at her sideways.

"So delicious?"

"Hmm, these peaches are not ordinary. Xiao Rongzi, go steal a few more some other day."

"Steal, you think this is my house, go there whenever you want."

Miao Si mumbled and said casually:
"Then didn't you go bullying people again tonight?"

"How do you know I'm a bully? I was clearly tricked and almost didn't make it back."

Ouyang Rong looked down at the sword case.

After feeling it for a while, he found that the snow-white sword was no longer moving, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

According to what I overheard in the Snow Candle Questioning Bureau before.

Today's game was almost a dead end, but fortunately he awakened the second stage of [Emperor Wen]'s magical power.

And now after waiting for so long, the Sixth Lady must not have found him, otherwise she would have come a long time ago...

Miao Si tilted his head and said:

"It seems that your mind was not on the body just now, as if you were out of your body, and you were motionless, but there was a smirk on the corner of your mouth, and I don't know what you were showing off.

"I am most familiar with that smile of yours. It means you are doing bad things." Ouyang Rong shook his head without saying anything.

After a while, urge the little Mojing to sleep.

"Okay, it's time to rest. Also, after eating the peaches this time, stop complaining for a while. I didn't bring you here intentionally to suffer, but now you are in a new environment, full of dangers. You should stop complaining about the environment. If there are any problems, let's solve them together and improve them. Remember, the strong never complain about the environment..."

Miao Si put her hands on her hips and shouted:

"Strong people don't complain about the environment. You are the only strong person, right? Well, I will not only complain about the environment, but also complain about the strong people! What's the matter?"

Ouyang Rong was speechless.

"Okay, very good, keep it up."

Miao Si showed off a little, then ran to sleep on his short legs.

Inside the dark room, Ouyang Rong checked his surroundings and breathed a sigh of relief.

He muttered:
“Although this little fellow is unreliable, he still knows the importance of a situation at a critical moment. If I am not mistaken, Zhishuang just wanted to unleash his sword energy and reveal my location.

"According to what Miss Zhishuang said, the Sixth Lady is coming to find me with that strange bird, and this island is in Yunmeng Sword Lake. Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have been found. I haven't come yet, probably because I dealt with Zhishuang in time...

"Oh, Miss Zhishuang probably never thought that I was in their Jianze."

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

After a while, he stroked the sword case and reviewed it again with squinted eyes.

He adjusted the mask on his face and said to himself:
"I definitely can't release this sword in a short period of time. I didn't expect that this sword is so closely connected to Miss Zhishuang that it can be used as a medium to project me over. However, I was impulsive just now and took advantage of the victory, and I also fell into the trap on my own initiative."

Ouyang Rong nodded slowly:
"I guess they were planning to use their sword energy to attack me in the middle of the night. If they missed, they would lure the enemy deeper into the city and trap me in the Yangxin Palace. They didn't want to kill me, but just wanted to buy time and give the Sixth Lady time to find me... But they didn't expect that I would be so proficient in Emperor Wen's magical power and break it with the sound of the bell...

“Speaking of which, this sword is indeed strange. Since it is related to Xue Zhong Zhu, doesn’t it mean that I can also use this sword to trip up Miss Zhi Shuang?

"That makes sense. She can set a trap for me, so why can't I use this Zhishuang to set a trap for her? Besides, the real sword is with me, and I can still seal it with the sword's entity. But what about her? She is most likely bound to her natal sword as a sword cultivator, and cannot unilaterally break this connection. There is no preventive measure..."

Ouyang Rong murmured to himself, his eyes thoughtful.

After a while, he temporarily put aside this "bold idea", looked around, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Speaking of which, apart from Xue Zhongzhu, there should be two other female rulers among the three sword intentions. I wonder who they are... Also, what is the current situation of Xiu Niang? Judging from Miss Zhi Shuang's 'intimate words', Xiu Niang should be safe and sound, and is being protected by her senior sisters.

"If she said she was going to inherit the position of the future Yuan Jun, that means that Xiu Niang is fine for the time being... But what is a water prison? Why did Miss Zhi Shuang want to lock me up in there? Could it be the Eighteenth Level of Hell? I have to thank her for her kindness."

Ouyang Rong finished his review, put away all the items, and put them into the Peach Blossom Spring Map.

Outside in the bamboo courtyard, the faint snoring of Sha Ergou could be heard, further highlighting the silence of the courtyard.

However, Ouyang Rong had sharp ears and could faintly hear the sound of someone wandering impatiently in the yard next door, occasionally accompanied by the sound of a door slamming, which seemed to be made by Lu Jinghong.

I don’t know if I was woken by the snoring.

Sha Ergou's left wing seemed to be right next to the yard of the Lu family's mother and son.

Ouyang Rong was fine, as he had long been immune to the snoring.

There were already some sounds of insects chirping in the yard outside.

It was very near dawn.

The period he had experienced in the Palace of Tranquil Longevity not long ago made Ouyang Rong's mind still in an excited state, and he couldn't fall asleep at all.

He simply stood up, sat cross-legged on the couch, closed his eyes and checked his condition.

He first looked inward at his Dantian. The spiritual energy in his Dantian had been exhausted along with the purple mist of merit not long ago, and was slowly recovering with his breath. Without the help of qi-replenishing pills, it would take several hours of meditation to recover a little.

However, Ouyang Rong was not in a hurry. Anyway, the second level of the day was an examination of his talent and bones, which might be the same test as the one that Xue Zhongzhu had used to check his Qi Refining talent. There was no spiritual energy in his body, or the spiritual energy was very thin, which could reduce the probability of his Qi Refining cultivation being detected.

And by then, he could just use up all the recovered spiritual energy to display the initial magical power of [Emperor Wen], blurring out some easily exposed marks in the dantian and avoiding inspection.

With this in mind, Ouyang Rong went to the Merit Tower again and took a look at the warm little wooden fish.

【Merit: 281】

Actually, the purple mist of merit had just reached the bottom, but with the "minimum living allowances" such as Zheyiqu, Shuangfengjian, and Xingzifang low-rent housing, he would receive nearly 100 merit points on time every day. Now, after a night of accumulation, plus the fact that Xunyang Grottoes might have invited a Buddha statue for another grotto last night, his merit points soared by nearly 200. His merit points have now been replenished to more than 200.

Ouyang Rong estimated that, taking into account the merits from the daily "minimum living allowance" feedback, these merits would probably be enough for him to maintain the bronze mask of Ashan's fake body on a daily basis.

However, in the short term, there is no extra merit purple mist to use, and the Kuixing talisman must be drawn less frequently to make way for the maintenance of the bronze mask.

Tonight's fight had indeed exhausted him quite a bit.

However, Ouyang Rong also gained a lot. First of all, he eliminated the hidden danger "Zhi Shuang".

Secondly, with the help of the desperate situation in that strange palace, he was able to realize the intermediate magical power of [Emperor Wen] against the odds.

Before this, when Ouyang Rong wrote "Pipa Song" at the head of Xunyang River and realized the true meaning of "Emperor Wen", he had already vaguely realized that perhaps it was related to the prosperous destiny of the two unified dynasties. "Emperor Wen" was very special, and his innate magical powers were changeable, and three of them had already been derived.

At that time, Ouyang Rong vaguely realized that these three types respectively focused on Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. After summarizing, he gave them three rough names, namely the magical power of Buddhism, the magical power of Taoism and the magical power of Confucianism, which also corresponded to the elementary, intermediate and advanced levels respectively.

The magical power of Shi is the familiar golden sword energy, which can make the owner confuse the real with the fake. When fighting in Xunyang Grottoes, the people holding the fake tripod with Buddhist beads used this magical power.

Those who are possessed by golden light are like those who have obtained the legendary [Golden Body of Bodhi], which can give them three breaths of time to become virtual and immune to all physical attacks.

And tonight, Ouyang Rong's new magical power of Tao is the magical piano sound that the old musician mastered back then, which can make all hidden things visible, including the cultivation of Qigong practitioners.

It’s just that the true meaning of [Emperor Wen] is ever-changing, and so are the sword techniques. The people who comprehend them are different, so the forms of expression are naturally different.

Similar to the naming of [Golden Body of Bodhi], Ouyang Rong named this magical power [One Hundred and Eight Bell Rings] according to his own personality, which just fits him.

However, the old musician must have mastered it earlier and had a deeper understanding. Ouyang Rong remembered that his piano sound could last for a long time.

Ouyang Rong is currently a seventh-rank swordsman and can only do the simplest "ringing the bell" 108 times, which is close to 108 breaths. After thinking about it, it is enough.

At least it is longer than the three breaths of [Bodhi Golden Body].

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and looked down at his palms.

The traditional sword-wielding lineage is a lost one, with only one in ten thousand people able to follow it, and he needs to develop many things on his own.

All that the predecessors of the Sword-Wielding Masters could tacitly leave behind were the sword techniques. A lot of the knowledge of the Sword-Wielding Masters was considered "useless" by the world, so it was difficult to pass it down. Even if there was any, it was the top-secret knowledge of hidden sects or dynasties.

Ouyang Rong felt that although he was not good at naming, his good habit of summarizing and generalizing made him much more responsible than legendary sword masters like Tao Yuanming who just gave up without saying a word.

It would be a blessing if the sword wielders of later generations had the opportunity to inherit his legacy.

Well, just like I joked with Miaosi not long ago, only the strong will not complain about the environment...

(End of this chapter)