About the fact that the heir of Huajian School is a girl

"Who is the 'he' you are talking about?"

"Master, please don't make fun of me... Master, your skirt..."

"how?"

Liu Chuiyang lowered her head and suddenly discovered that the hem of her skirt near her right leg was a little shorter, as if it had been cut off by a knife.

Chapter 605: Confucian Sage Monument

"how?"

Chi Weili asked with concern.

Call ~

Li Qingcha let out a long sigh, sheathed the Liuguang sword that was supporting the ground, and stretched his muscles a little to show that he was fine.

Frankly speaking, she still feels weak all over.

This is a sequelae of excessive consumption of Qi.

Fortunately, there shouldn’t be any more so-called “levels” next, and you just need to climb the mountain.

Gong Lianxue said: "Shanyun Wuzong likes to set up checkpoints so much that those who know us think we are here to pay respects to Shanyun Wuzong, while those who don't know think we are here to challenge him and cause trouble~"

For Li Qingcha, this visit to the mountain was a great success. Just fighting with Liu Chuiyang was enough to make it worthwhile, not to mention that he also absorbed the golden lotus seeds.

It is no exaggeration to say that Emperor Wuzong of Shanyun was kind to her.

Nightingale took over the conversation.

"It should be fine later."

Li Qingcha rolled his eyes at the two girls and thought to himself, don't set a flag.

“Let’s go,” she suggested.

After saying that, he continued to head towards the top of the mountain with the three girls.

The four of them climbed up the stairs.

Gradually, the stone steps began to move away from the Zhaolu River and gradually went deeper into the mountains and forests. The temperament of the surrounding environment also changed. Occasionally, elk and hares walked through the woods, which was very similar to the atmosphere of the mountain behind Bailu Academy.

Not long after, an unexpected building appeared on the side of the road.

Chi Weili asked in surprise: "Confucian Temple?"

The Rusheng Temple is a temple dedicated to the Confucian saint. Therefore, from the outside, you can see a half-person-high incense burner inside. However, no one takes care of it and it is entangled with countless vines.

Behind the incense burner is the main hall, but there are no statues of saints in the hall, nor are there tablets of sages and great scholars next to them.

It's empty, what kind of worship is this?

Four people with white silk cannot ride sister.

Chi Weili said: "It is really interesting to see a Confucian temple built in the demon tribe's territory."

After saying that, he looked at Li Qingcha.

The meaning is very clear. Whether or not to enter the temple depends entirely on Li Qingcha's intention.

Li Qingcha waved his hand.

"Forget it. This is their territory after all. They are building a temple for the Confucian saint. What can we do? Even if they want to worship the emperor of Daxia, we can't do anything about it."

puff!

Gong Lianxue, who had a very cheerful personality, laughed out loud.

The nightingale beside him nodded.

"Well, I also think it's better not to cause any trouble. Let's just... um..."

The girl suddenly stopped talking.

Li Qingcha followed her line of sight and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

"The stele."

she whispered.

I saw half a stele standing next to the Confucius Temple. The material used was much older than those steles in the stele forest on the back mountain of Bailu Academy, and the weathered facade was covered with scratches.

Nightingale said, "So this is the stele. Why is there no writing on it?"

Li Qingcha said: "It's not that there are no words, but the words have been beaten by wind and rain, and the edges and corners have been worn away. Look here, aren't there some faintly visible strokes?"

nightingale:???

She looked at Gong Lianxue and Chi Weili,

The two girls shook their heads at the same time, indicating that they didn't see it.

Li Qingcha was a little confused. He took a step forward and pointed to the upper left corner.

"Isn't this the character '令' in '巧言令色，稀矣仁!'? Look, the dot at the bottom is still clearly visible, but the other strokes are hard to discern."

The three girls still don't understand.

There was something a little weird in the way they looked at Li Qingcha.

Li Qingcha was stunned and took a step forward.

Suddenly, a slight sound of breaking air was heard from the Confucian Temple, like the sound of a nail chiseling stone.

at the same time,

"Fine words and an ingratiating appearance are rare among the kind!"

A majestic voice suddenly sounded in the minds of those present.

Chi Weili was a disciple of the Supervisor, and was very familiar with those strange stories. He reacted immediately and said, "This is the lost stele of the Confucian saint!"

Li Qingcha looked at the stele.

No wonder it was lost...

Not to mention that it is incomplete, with only the lower half left, the words on the stele are also unclear.

You know, the Confucian sage is a transcendent person, his words are the will of heaven and every word he says is worth a thousand gold. Who could have thought that the words on his stele would be worn away by wind and frost?

No, it shouldn't be simple wear and tear.

Just now, Li Qingcha found that she was the only one who could barely recognize some of the words on the Confucian stele, while the other three girls could not. Thinking about it this way, it should be because she had some connection with Confucianism.

After all, Li Qingcha is a woman who erected a stele in the Forest of Steles with the Four Lines of Hengqu.

She stared at the inscription.

The inscription on the stele was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The unrecognizable words just now seemed to be re-carved by an invisible chisel, stroke by stroke, and reappeared.

First of all, the word "令"

There are two points: in calligraphy, one must write extremely quickly, which is called "side peaks and steep drops" in the eight methods of writing character Yong.

Chi Weili was a little confused at first.

"Do you feel that Shanyun Mountain is a little tilted?"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something and said excitedly, "I understand! No wonder when I climbed the mountain just now, I felt that the Feng Shui of this place was not inferior to that of Shangchu Tower. Now it seems that it was caused by the Confucian stele."

Li Qingcha had been in the Imperial Observatory for a long time, but he still didn't understand much about these things.

But as a demon sect monk, her senses were surprisingly sharp.

She knew that the mountain was not tilted.

The real reason for the illusion is on the Confucian sage's stele, because the invisible hand is slowly chiseling the words on the stele, just like carving out a mountain.

Wherever the chisel passes, the Zhaolu River flows and mountains rise from the ground.

suddenly,

boom--

That word "令" was completed.

The ending strokes are extremely full, clearly a work of great style, even surpassing the calligraphy of Wei Xian, Kuang Taichu and others that I have seen before.

The only one who could surpass those two is the Confucian sage.

After a while, the first sentence of the inscription was completed.

An invisible force formed around them, and every stroke and every line was shining brightly.

Chi Weili said: "Bring some tea, quick!"

Li Qingcha asked in confusion: "What's the hurry?"

"How could you...ah...you idiot! This is a rare and miraculous event! The Confucian sage's stele has been lost for so many years, and countless Confucian scholars have worked hard to find it, but they still can't find it. What's the reason?"

"Could it be that the monument is also looking for it?"

"That's right! The monument is looking for the right person! You have this opportunity, why don't you take advantage of it to complete the monument?"

"it is good."

Li Qingcha's eyes fell on the half of the stele.

The second sentence should be...

“Governing with virtue is like the North Star, which stays in its place and all the other stars revolve around it!”

She groaned.

The next moment, that majestic voice sounded, repeating what Li Qingcha had said: "Governing with virtue is like the North Star, which stays in its place while all the other stars revolve around it."

At the same time, words slowly appeared on the stele.

The word "结" is passed down from generation to generation.

The way of using a pen remains unchanged throughout the ages.

Li Qingcha suddenly felt a surge of energy rising in his body, flowing to his limbs and bones.

This energy initially competed with the energy of the Dao Sect and the Demon Sect, but soon merged and intersected, like three dragons clinging to each other, circulating along the meridians.

"Well……"

She hummed softly.

The Qi was too strong, and the meridians could hardly bear it.

Chi Weili was startled and came over.

"Tea?"

Li Qingcha shook his head, signaling Chi Weili not to worry, and continued to chant: "If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening."

As soon as these words came out, the voice became more majestic, and seemed to carry a hint of relief.

"good."

"A gentleman is magnanimous, and a villain is long-standing."

The third sentence appears on the stele.

Chapter 606: The man gets his ambition, the sword gets its edge

Near the top of the secondary peak, Yuyun and Liu Chuiyang lingered there.

The fox demon girl's eyes were full of surprise.

"Master..."

Her eyes fell on the hem of Liu Chuiyang's skirt.

The willows and poplars are quite emotional,

"Li Qingcha's cultivation is far beyond his current realm, and he has rich practical experience. Take the competition just now as an example. He used segmented attacks to overwhelm me, which was how he was able to cut off the corner of my skirt."

"Then can he..."

"No. What are you thinking, silly girl?"