This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 253 Ji Xuan’s warning

No one can refuse the voluntary surrender of Daomen Hongyun.

Just like no one can refuse the full help of Peiyinlang Yamen that Ji Xuan said.

The Son's injury was somewhat unexpected.

It's not as heavy as imagined.

Of course, this may also be related to the cultivation of the Holy Son.

Lu Yuanzhi was quite shocked when he learned about Shengzi's injury, but when he learned about Shengzi's cultivation, he felt relieved.

The Holy Son had reached the fourth level of cultivation six or seven years ago.

Moreover, the Dao Sect’s Golden Elixir Avenue was built.

Although it is the sixth level, it is already in the golden elixir realm, but after passing the fifth level Nascent Soul, the fourth level Yuanying out-of-body realm can give up leaving the body and turn the Nascent Soul into golden elixir to rebuild the golden elixir avenue. When it comes to direct alignment.

The Taoist people who have been cultivated in this way are more in line with the ancient cultivation laws.

Of course, when Lu Yuan, a Taoist cultivator at the first level, listened to Hong Yun talk so much, he felt sleepy.

"Ping'er's Jindan Avenue is the Taoist Avenue that was lost in recent years."

When he said this, the pride and pride on Hongyun's face was not concealed at all.

"Uh, that's what Elder Hongyun said."

The Holy Son, who had already recovered somewhat from his injuries, nodded with a red face.

Seeing the shy face of the Holy Son, Lu Yuanzhi was speechless for a while.

In his impression, none of the successors of the Holy Son from the most important families in the world are high-spirited and personable...

Why is this Holy Son in front of you, if you stare at him for a while, he will lower his head in shyness.

……

"Recently, there are still many rebels hiding in Hangzhou. Marshal Ji will take me back to Beijing after dealing with the rebels. Will you come with us then?"

Lu Yuanzhi didn't have time to admire the saint's peerless face, so he raised his head and glanced at Hong Yunwen.

Hongyun shook his head and said:
"The two of us will no longer return to the capital. Our Taoist sect's holy event is approaching, and the great event is held every 30 years. Since the Holy Son has been found by me, I have to participate in this holy event. Well, I have already told Master Ji about this matter. pass."

After the old Taoist saw Lu Yuanzhi's surprised look, he couldn't understand what Lu Yuanzhi was thinking, and explained to Lu Yuanzhi with a smile.

After hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi nodded and said:

"In that case, I won't force you to stay."

His idea was that since Hongyun had already agreed to surrender, he would naturally go to Peiyinlang Yamen with him... Unexpectedly, he had already agreed with Ji Gong, so it was no longer his turn to worry.

"Since there is nothing special these days, why don't you let Ping'er and Lu Fengpei stay for two days to recuperate?"

Old Taoist Hongyun bowed to Lu Yuanzhi and said:

"Pindao still needs to find some medicinal materials."

"That's it... that's fine."

Lu Yuanzhi nodded.

The Holy Son also said shyly:

"Then there's Lao Lu Fengpei."

The Holy Son's voice sounded like a squeaky sound, rather like a little puppy.

But when he thought that the Holy Son was younger than himself, Lu Yuanzhi got goosebumps all over his body.

He pretended to be nonchalant and said:
"It doesn't matter, the Holy Son has just recovered from his injury for a few days, and he still needs to take good care of his body."

"Extremely."

The old Taoist smiled and nodded. Before he finished speaking, the man had already appeared at the door.

At this time, Lu Yuanzhi and Shengzi were alone in the room.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

"Brother Lu..."

The Holy Son was a little uncomfortable with such an atmosphere and took the initiative to greet Lu Yuanzhi.

"Look at my memory, I haven't asked the Holy Son his name yet."

Lu Yuanzhi patted his forehead, looked at the Holy Son and asked.

"Once you enter the Taoist sect, you are already a monk. The poor Taoist's name is Wuping."

Holy Son Wuping smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up in a charming arc. Not to mention that women would be intoxicated by such a magnificent appearance, Lu Yuanzhi almost stared at him.

Be nice.

No wonder the old prefect misunderstood that the boy was a prostitute kept by King Yu. After all, there was only one such good-looking man, Quan Dayong...

"Taoist Wuping..."

Lu Yuanzhi repeated something in his mouth, nodded and extended his thumb:

"Good name."

Lu Yuanzhi's praise was purely perfunctory.

"Thank you...Thank you, Xiao Lu Fengpei for the compliment."

The Holy Son was a little embarrassed to be praised by Lu Yuanzhi.

"Uh."

Don't let me do this to you...

Lu Yuanzhi roared in his heart...

But on the surface, he was still looking at the Holy Son very steadily:

"Are you going to participate in a competition in a few days? I've never heard of the Taoist competition."

Lu Yuanzhi was just looking for something to talk about, mainly because he and Shengzi were the only two people left in the room at this time, and judging from the meaning of the Hongyun master, he wanted Shengzi to chat with him and enhance their relationship...

But when Lu Yuanzhi looked at the face of the Holy Son, he really didn't know how to speak, so he could only find something to talk about.

"The origin of our Taoist sect's grand competition is an encounter between our Taoist sect's leader and a Confucian and Taoist sage."

Speaking of this, a trace of trance flashed in the eyes of the Holy Son, and his tone was emotional, as if he was extremely yearning for the encounter between the Taoist sect and the Confucian and Taoist saint.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi became interested. Since he came to this world, except for the martial arts system, which he has a fairly deep understanding of, he has almost no understanding of other systems.

Seeing Lu Yuanzhi's interested expression, Shengzi's eyes became a little excited.

In his opinion, his understanding of the historical origins and major systems of Taoism is something that almost no one of his age can share with him.

The interest on the face of little Lu Fengpei in front of him made him feel as if he had met a close friend.

From the perspective of the Holy Son, who has been lonely for decades, this kind of thing is something that can only be encountered.

So what he said was extremely smooth:

"That was a meeting between the respective leaders of the Taoist and Confucian sects. That meeting was a meeting that promoted the entire history."

The eyes of the Holy Son became extremely holy, and his tone was quite solemn:
"Outside Wuyang City, the sun shone through the treetops in the forest. The Confucian and Taoist saint who came from afar had a last conversation with the Taoist master he had admired for a long time. This was a period that happened more than 5000 years ago. It is very imaginative. Infinite stories…”

The Holy Son's tone was filled with fascination, and he wished he could travel back in time to see the scene that haunted him:
"The most symbolic meeting and collision of ideas in history, the distant but clear light continues to shine to this day..."

Lu Yuanzhi sighed slightly in his heart after listening to the Holy Son's words.

The incident mentioned by the Holy Son also happened in his original world.

However, in his world, the protagonists of that period of ideological collision in Chinese history were named Confucius and Li Er.

The tone of the Holy Son also made him feel a little emotional.

"What's the final result? Who won?"

Lu Yuanzhi was entranced as he listened. The Holy Son told the history he knew in the form of his own fantasy.

Lu Yuanzhi was a little fascinated.

"There were no winners or losers in that meeting."

The Holy Son glanced at Lu Yuanzhi strangely:

"Many things in this world can be won or lost."

But when he thought about Lu Yuanzhi's identity, he felt relieved.

After all, as a warrior, in the eyes of other systems in this world, they are a group of brave and fierce characters.

"indeed."

When Lu Yuanzhi heard the strange tone of the Holy Son, he realized that he was possessed...

It’s really not good to think about winning or losing in everything. "They talked very happily, and they became close friends..."

The Holy Son expressed the scene in his imagination with emotion, and finally said:

"Although no one knows what they talked about, since then, the Confucian and Taoist people and I, the Taoist people, have made an agreement to hold a great competition every 30 years. It is said to be a great competition, but in fact it is a competition between Taoist thought and Taoism. A collision of Confucian thought, countless geniuses will stand out at the event..."

The Holy Son said with emotion.

Lu Yuanzhi was stunned when he heard this, and asked:
"The Dao Sect Competition is not an internal matter of your Dao Sect?"

Lu Yuanzhi was stunned...

He didn't hear Hongyun mention that the Taoist competition was actually a matter between the Confucian and Taoist families...

"Of course!"

The Holy Son glanced at Lu Yuanzhi and said:

"I don't know who will be amazing among the Confucian sect this time..."

"Uh……"

When Lu Yuanzhi heard the Holy Son's words, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Inexplicably, he thought of Hai Wuyan's stinky face...

"The younger generation of Confucian people are the proud sons of heaven..."

Lu Yuanzhi pondered for a moment and shook his head:

"I don't know much about it either."

He had no intention of telling Hai Wuyan.

"By the way, Brother Lu, if you're not busy then, why don't you come to the Taoist Gate to visit?"

The Holy Son looked at Lu Yuanzhi with burning eyes:

"At that time, there will actually be more than just people from my Taoist sect and Confucianism in the Grand Competition. There will also be countless sects from the Jianghu who heard the news. Everyone can spread their thoughts to the world. On the Taoist stage, everyone will You can speak freely... I heard that everyone from the Kewu Department came to the last competition."

When Lu Yuanzhi heard this, he was also quite moved.

Not for anything else, just because there will be a lot of people going there, and there must be some pretty ones who look nice... uh...

The main reason is that as a person of Pei Yinlang, he has supervision over the peace and danger of the world.

At that time, there will be a large number of people in the competition, and there will definitely be some people with evil intentions who will act as monsters. As Pei Yinlang, how can I turn a deaf ear to it?
"This is..."

Lu Yuanzhi hesitated.

Mainly, he really didn't know whether King Yu's death would affect him.

King Yu died in his own hands!

After all, he is a lackey of the royal family... The lackey killed his master without permission...

Lu Yuanzhi actually had no idea in his heart.

"If there are no accidents when I return to Beijing this time, I should arrive on time."

Lu Yuanzhi looked at the Holy Son seriously:

"I hope the Holy Son will also take me to visit the Taoist Gate."

"This is inevitable, Brother Lu!!"

When the Holy Son heard Lu Yuanzhi's answer, he immediately became happy. He looked at Lu Yuanzhi excitedly:

"The poor Taoist will definitely sweep the couch to welcome you!"

Lu Yuanzhi was about to say something when someone knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Lu Yuanzhi asked.

"Alright, Duke Ji invites you."

Zhang Shenxing's voice came from outside.

"now?"

Lu Yuanzhi was startled.

"Correct."

"I'm coming..."

……

"Holy Son, please excuse me."

Lu Yuanzhi had an apology on his face.

"It doesn't matter, Brother Lu is busy first, and I will use some exercises to heal the injury."

Just as he was saying this, the Holy Son was already crossing his legs with his five hearts in the sky...

"it is good……"

Lu Yuanzhi stood up and went out.

…………

"Ji Gong, are you looking for me?"

After Lu Yuanzhi left the house, he came to the government office. Ji Xuan's current sleeping quarters was the office space used by the old magistrate of Hangzhou.

At this time, Ji Xuan was holding a book and reading. After hearing Lu Yuanzhi's voice, he looked up at Lu Yuanzhi with a gentle smile on his face.

"sit down."

When Lu Yuanzhi saw the smile on Ji Xuan's face, he didn't know why, but his mood, which was still a little irritable, instantly improved a lot.

Lu Yuanzhi didn't pretend to be pretentious and just found a seat closer to Ji Xuan and sat down.

"How have you been getting along with the Holy Son these two days?"

There was no other greeting, Ji Xuan just looked at Lu Yuanzhi and asked.

Lu Yuanzhi said without hesitation:

"It's quite a close relationship. Just now, the Holy Son invited me to attend the Dao Sect's grand competition next month."

"Oh?"

Ji Xuan heard Lu Yuanzhi's words with interest in his eyes:

"It's good to have more contact with the Holy Son. After all, if there are no accidents with this son, he will be a person of great help to Daoist Hongyun. He has great hopes to compete for the next head of the Daoist sect, and he will be on good terms with him." , it will also be of great help to you in the future.”

After listening to Ji Xuan's words, Lu Yuanzhi nodded in understanding.

"Then the grand event next month..."

Lu Yuanzhi hesitated and looked at Ji Xuan.

"Go if you want to. It's also good to see the world."

Ji Xuan chuckled and said, naturally seeing through Lu Yuanzhi's knowing question:

"Anyway, you won't be alone. Someone from me, Mr. Pei Yin, will be there to maintain the scene. If Confucianism is concerned... your cousin will also go."

"hey-hey."

Lu Yuanzhi scratched his head in embarrassment, not hiding his intention to go.

"By the way, if His Majesty summons you when you return to Beijing this time, you must remember what to say and what not to say."

The smile on Ji Xuan's face also disappeared, and he looked at Lu Yuanzhi seriously:
"It's about your future, don't be careless."

Lu Yuanzhi looked at Ji Xuan with a blank expression:

"How do I know what I should say and what I shouldn't say..."

Ji Xuan looked at Lu Yuanzhi's blank expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

He took a deep breath and looked at Lu Yuanzhi:

"The death of King Yu has nothing to do with you. All you did was discover the Xiwu Formation and tell me everything in advance."

"what?"

Lu Yuanzhi looked at Ji Xuan blankly.

"How could King Yu's death have nothing to do with me? So many people are watching..."

Lu Yuanzhi's tone was filled with doubts.

Hearing Lu Yuanzhi's doubts, Ji Xuan's eyelids twitched a few times. He glanced at Lu Yuanzhi and saw that the confusion on Lu Yuanzhi's face did not seem to be fake, and sighed:
"Sure enough, there are no perfect people in this world..."

"You don't need to worry so much, leave this matter to me. You just need to remember that King Yu died under this fire blunderbuss, and this fire blunderbuss was the one I asked from the national master for self-defense."

Ji Xuan took a deep breath and looked at Lu Yuanzhi with faint eyes.

(End of this chapter)