Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 151 Extraordinary Talent
Outside the secret realm.

"Hey, do you know? There aren't many levels in the secret realm. In fact, there are only a few levels."

"I've heard that there are some levels that involve evil spirits, and some that involve guessing riddles."

"As for the last level, you have to guess how many toes the original owner of the secret realm had."

As Zhou Ping, Zhao Tiancheng and others left the secret realm, the levels inside the secret realm were gradually exposed.

Everyone outside the secret realm knows the information inside the level.

If we had the intelligence, so many people wouldn't have died.

However, the last level of the secret realm requires guessing the toes, which is a difficult problem that all cultivators cannot handle.

However, the cultivators knew that Zhao Tiancheng was planning to find ten people to die so that the toes of the previous owner of the secret realm would be reduced to zero.

After hearing the news, many cultivators prepared to snatch the meat from the tiger's mouth. They wanted to wait until the last level of the secret realm was about to be completed before entering, and then solve the puzzle successfully by themselves.

"This Master Fan is the same. He didn't care when so many scholars from Qinghe County were forced to enter the secret realm. For the sake of Zhou Ping, he even fell out with Master Zhao." County Magistrate Lu said while looking at the scholars.

Chen Chao and other scholars did not say anything. At this moment, they no longer looked down on Zhou Ping as before.

It is true that an escort is not as good as a scholar, but an escort who can write poetry is different, let alone an escort who can write "Spring River, Flowers, Rainy Night".

Zhou Ping is a bodyguard and also a scholar.

Whether it was "Quiet Night Thoughts" or "Empty Mountain After the Rain", these scholars were not convinced by Zhou Ping. They felt that Zhou Ping's poems were either too simple like doggerel, or that the good verses were just accidentally obtained.

But "Spring River Flowers, Rainy Night" is different. It is so talented. Not only does it have beautiful words, but it also has profound meaning.

Although Zhou Ping was still visible before, the publication of Spring River Moonlight Night made these scholars with lofty ambitions realize that Zhou Ping was simply not on the same level as them.

"Everyone, I think we should go back to Qinghe County. The examination for the scholar is coming soon, and some of you haven't passed it yet." Chen Chao suggested.

The scholars were forced by County Magistrate Lu to come to the secret realm to die, but now Zhao Tiancheng is alive, so there is no need for so many people.

A group of scholars nodded and prepared to leave.
Not only did they leave, but Uncle Bo was also preparing to leave with the people from the escort agency, and County Magistrate Lu was also preparing to leave with the yamen runners.

"You are not allowed to leave." Song Tijie and Zhao Tiancheng blocked the scholar's retreat.

Zhao Tiancheng looked at the county magistrates of Lu and Qingyuan, yawned and said, "The two county magistrates of Qinghe County and Qingyuan County brought the scholars of the two counties into the secret realm!"

The scholars in the two counties were immediately furious.

We were forced to rescue you in the beginning, and now you're still alive, why are you letting us in?

"There are levels in the secret realm that require riddles, so scholars must enter." Although Zhao Tiancheng is arrogant, he is no fool. The secret realm requires not only military force, but also Buddhist power to restrain evil things, and riddles must be guessed.

So Zhao Tiancheng needed the scholars to follow him in.

The scholars dared to be angry but not to speak. After all, Zhao Tiancheng was the son of the county magistrate. If they offended him at this time, the whole family would probably not have an easy time.

"Hey, these scholars are so soft-hearted that no one dares to object."

"Hey, these nerds, you don't know them yet, they talk a lot about morality, but they are full of thieves and prostitutes."

Most of the cultivators outside the secret realm are warriors, and they simply look down on these scholars.

When the scholars heard these words, they blushed with shame, but no one refuted.

After a while, Zhao Tiancheng formed a team.

The Wu family took the lead, especially Wu Da Ge and Wu Da Fu, who were all going in.

Next came the monks brought by Pu Ren, who were able to subdue the evil creatures inside.

Then came some sergeants.

Zhao Tiancheng has found ten death warriors among the soldiers. They will guess riddles to consume the toes of the previous owner of the storage jade.

Then came the yamen runners from the two counties and several people from the Yan Family Escort Agency, and Zhao Tiancheng did not let them go either.

"Let's go." Zhao Tiancheng slumped in the armchair, saying as the beautiful woman rubbed his shoulders.

Wu Dage, Wu Dafu, Uncle Lame, Scar, Chen Erdan, County Magistrate Lu, Chen Chao and others entered the secret realm one after another.

In addition to these people, some cultivators also entered.

inside the tunnel.

Fan Shiyi and Meng Jiusheng led Zhou Ping out of the secret realm.

Fan Shiyi and Meng Jiusheng both looked unhappy.

For Meng Jiusheng, Zhao Tiancheng slapped him in the face and made him lose face.

To Fan Shiyi, Zhao Tiancheng insulted her.

"Who gave you such a pretty face?" Xiao Qing licked Fan Shiyi's face and teased, "Men will have improper thoughts when they see you."

Xiao Qing asked Zhou Ping: "Zhou Ping, don't you think so?"

Zhou Ping nodded, but realized something and immediately shook his head.

Xiaoqing burst out laughing, and Fan Shiyi became even more unhappy.

"Zhou Ping, are you willing to take me as your master?" Meng Jiusheng still followed Zhou Ping, he wanted to take in a disciple.

Zhou Ping thought about it and felt that Meng Jiusheng was a good person and he had just spoken up for him, although Zhao Tiancheng ignored him.

"Meng Ru, forget it. I have no interest in Qianzhou City. I may go back to Kyoto to develop in the future." Zhou Ping said tactfully.

Meng Ru, it's not that I don't want to be your apprentice, but you are too weak. Even the son of a county magistrate doesn't take you seriously. If the Taoists come in the future, they will definitely crush you to the ground.

Meng Jiusheng didn't understand Zhou Ping's implication, so he still advised: "Zhou Ping, I see that you are still unmarried. There are more than a dozen girls of the right age in my clan. If you take me as your master, you can choose any girl in the clan. If you want to serve as an official in the court in the future, I can also recommend you."

Zhou Ping scratched his head: "I'm still young, I don't want to think about these things."

Meng Jiusheng wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xiaoqing: "Old Man Meng, are there any widows in your clan, especially widows with little girls?"

Meng Jiusheng didn't understand what Xiaoqing meant: "There are two widows in the clan, but they are both chaste and virtuous women, and they have never remarried."

"A chaste and heroic woman, you have no chance." Xiao Qing laughed non-stop: "Zhou Ping doesn't like young girls, he likes women!"

Fan Shiyi burst out laughing and nodded.

At this moment, Meng Jiusheng looked at Zhou Ping with a bit of fear.

Being able to write poetry and having good character are two different things.

There are many people who write good poems, but their character is not very good.

Since ancient times, many scholars appeared to be righteous and moral on the surface, but were actually full of thieves and prostitutes. What's worse, some of them even did things that were beyond ethics.

"My Meng family is a family of scholars, and we will never allow anything that would bring disgrace to our family."

"I didn't expect this kid to have this hobby."

"If we bring him into the Meng family, I wonder if he will do something shameful."

Meng Jiusheng imagined that if Zhou Ping really came to the Meng family and harmed the married women, the Meng family would become the object of ridicule. Meng Jiusheng thought of this: "Zhou Ping, you are talented. You can come to the academy to find me when you arrive in Qianzhou City."

After Meng Jiusheng knew about Zhou Ping's strange hobby, he could only reluctantly give up. If he was to leave a bad reputation in history, then forget it.

It’s better not to take advantage of Zhou Ping’s halo!

After Meng Jiusheng finished speaking, he said goodbye to Fan Shiyi and turned away. He still didn't dare to be with someone like Zhou Ping who had a unique taste.

After Meng Jiusheng left, Zhou Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaoqing was laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.

When Zhou Ping saw Meng Jiusheng leave, he thought for a while and said to Fan Shiyi, "Brother Fan, there are still people from the escort agency in the secret realm. I am worried about them and want to go back to check on them."

Uncle Lame, Chen Erdan, Scar and others are all outside the secret realm. They still have time to enter the secret realm. Zhou Ping is a little worried about them.

Xiao Qing asked anxiously, "You mean you still want to enter the secret realm?"

Zhou Ping thought for a moment and said, "If they enter the secret realm, I have to accompany them, otherwise they might die in there."

Xiao Qing said angrily: "If I had known you wanted to enter the secret realm, Fan Shiyi shouldn't have taken you away just now."

"Zhou Ping." Fan Shiyi suddenly said seriously.

Zhou Ping nodded.

Fan Shiyi said: "Your poem Quiet Night Thoughts has added a bit of literary flavor to the Wei Dynasty, and it has done a lot of good for Confucianism."

"I am here on the orders of the first Confucian scholar of the time to check your character."

"If your character is good enough, he will accept you as his apprentice!"

Zhou Ping nodded. He knew from the beginning why Fan Shiyi came to find him, but Zhou Ping refused because he still had to escort the convoy.

But because the panel might be exposed, Zhou Ping needs to find a backer.

Fan Zhongfu is the best figure and a top Confucian scholar of his time, so his moral character should be higher.

"These three jade pendants are for you. One of them can withstand the attack of the first level, another can release the attack of the first level, and the other can be crushed to teleport to the academy." Fan Shiyi took out three jade pendants.

Xiao Qing paused, looking at Fan Shiyi in confusion. These three items were all Fan Shiyi's personal treasures, and she didn't expect Fan Shiyi to give them away.

Fan Shiyi thought for a moment and said, "This is not given to you by me. My father will also give it to you after you become my disciple. However, I see that your cultivation is low, so I will give you a copy in advance."

Zhou Ping looked at the three jade pendants and knew their importance. He also knew that this was Fan Shiyi's good intention.

Let’s not talk about whether I will have these three treasures when I become your disciple in the future.

Even though he had these three treasures, Fan Shiyi gave the things that should have belonged to him to Zhou Ping in advance, which put Fan Shiyi in more danger.

"Brother Fan's friendship, Zhou Ping will remember it." Zhou Ping looked at the three jade pendants and did not take them. If he took the three treasures, if Fan Shiyi met with any accident, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Xiao Qing smiled and said, "Are you going to repay this friendship in this life or in the next life?"

Fan Shiyi glared at Xiaoqing.

Zhou Ping naturally didn't understand what Xiaoqing said.

Will you pledge your love to me in this life? Will you tie a knot with grass in the next life? This joke can be used between two people of the opposite sex, but it is not appropriate for two people of the same sex to say this.

Fan Shiyi urged, "Take it quickly. I will go back to the capital and ask my father for more."

Zhou Ping did not catch the three jade pendants.

A jade pendant that can block first-grade attacks, very similar to his own Lingxi Finger.

A jade pendant that can launch a first-grade attack. This is quite interesting.

However, Zhou Ping was most interested in a jade pendant that could instantly return to the academy. This magic weapon was very similar to his own Tianya Zhichi.

"Brother Fan, my strength is not as weak as you think. Perhaps neither of you can be my match." Zhou Ping said with a smile.

Xiao Qing was unwilling immediately: "You can enter the secret realm, which means you are only at the eighth level, and I am at the seventh level. Do you think I am not your opponent?"

Zhou Ping looked at Fan Shiyi and Xiaoqing. Fan Shiyi was very kind to him for giving him the treasure for self-defense.

"I am an eighth-rank Confucian, an eighth-rank Buddhist, an eighth-rank warrior, and a first-rank Taoist."

"The spiritual energy on his body is comparable to that of the seventh rank."

Fan Shiyi and Xiaoqing didn't consider him an outsider, and Zhou Ping felt embarrassed to keep it a secret from them any longer.

Both of them were stunned, especially Fan Shiyi. She didn't expect Zhou Ping to be so strong!
"I didn't expect you to be so talented!" Xiaoqing's tone was a little unnatural. She had guessed that Zhou Ping was very strong, but she didn't expect him to be so strong.

Although their cultivation levels were all below the eighth rank, as fellow practitioners, Zhou Ping's spiritual energy was no weaker than Xiao Qing's.

After being shocked, Fan Shiyi asked curiously, "How come you are so powerful at such a young age?"

Zhou Ping thought about it, and then said, "He is gifted."

The corners of Fan Shiyi and Xiaoqing's mouth twitched slightly at the same time.

Fan Shiyi nodded: "With your high level of understanding, it is not uncommon to be able to cultivate several paths at the same time. It seems that you are indeed a genius."

At this time, Fan Shiyi no longer looked down at Zhou Ping, but instead looked at him at eye level, or even slightly up at him.

When it comes to writing poetry, Fan Shiyi is not as good as Zhou Ping.

In terms of cultivation, although Fan Shiyi was a fourth-grade cultivator, Zhou Ping had cultivated a good path. Given time, it would not be a problem for Zhou Ping to surpass himself in cultivation.

"By the way, don't tell anyone about my cultivation level. I need to have a trump card to survive in the martial arts world." Zhou Ping said.

Xiaoqing nodded and said impatiently: "Don't worry, I know, you just want to play the pig and eat the tiger."

Fan Shiyi also said: "I finally understand why you don't want to enter the academy."

"Only by constantly experiencing life-and-death crises while escorting can one achieve breakthroughs in all aspects of cultivation."

"Entering the academy may improve your Confucian cultivation, but it will be of no use to your other cultivation."

Fan Shiyi finally understood why Zhou Ping didn't want to enter the academy. Zhou Ping's achievements were due to his talent and experience.

Especially for the cultivation of warriors, there is no way to improve it without a life-and-death crisis.

Zhou Ping nodded, and then blurted out: "Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles."

Fan Shiyi was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Zhou Ping to speak so eloquently: "Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles."

However, after being with Zhou Ping for such a long time, Fan Shiyi has gotten used to it. Zhou Ping always comes up with a few good verses of poetry inadvertently.

"Since you don't want these three magic weapons, then I'll give you this one that can teleport back to the academy." Fan Shiyi gave the magic weapon that can teleport to Zhou Ping.

"From what you said, you are going to accompany the escort agency into the secret realm. If you encounter danger, this item should be able to take you out of the secret realm."

"Besides, this thing is useless to me. Because of my identity, no one in this world dares to kill me."

(End of this chapter)