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

"(ˉ▽￣～) Tsk~~ I know he's no match for you~ but I just wanted to ask."

Yujun stuck out her tongue cutely.

Liu Chuiyang touched his apprentice's fox ears, lowered his head again, and fixed his eyes on the hem of her skirt, recalling the details of his discussion with Li Qingcha just now.

at this time,

thump—

thump—

thump—

From the mountain stream came a sound similar to that of a bell, but it was too distant and not crisp enough, and it sounded a bit muffled, not like the collision of metal, but more like the hammering of a stonemason modifying a statue.

Liu Chuiyang suddenly widened his eyes and glanced around.

"Hiss... Could that kid be..."

"Master?"

Yujun was confused.

Liu Chuiyang shook his head and said, "Impossible, impossible."

Can not accept.

Yujun didn't understand what the master was talking about. Just as she was about to ask, she suddenly felt the stone steps under her feet tilt slightly.

She subconsciously moved her Qi to her feet to steady her body.

A majestic voice came into my mind.

"good."

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

Willow weeping poplar:!!!

Yujun:!!!

Both were shocked by the Confucian sage's voice.

Liu Chuiyang muttered, "This person is really rude. He hasn't even given the betrothal gift yet, but he actually took the dowry... Moreover, that half of the stele was written by a Confucian saint. I'm afraid even the military commander doesn't know about this."

Yujun blushed.

"Master, what do you mean by dowry..."

"When you marry a human, according to human marriage customs, you should give a dowry. He has so many women, if you don't bring something with you, Emperor Shanyun Wuzong will seem too stingy."

"Ugh..."

The fox demon girl made a cute dove-like sound.

She was usually very sharp-tongued, but now she was speechless after being confronted by Liu Chuiyang. The reason was that she had no way to refute him.

Because, deep down, she felt that she should give.

A daughter who is married off is like spilled water, and her elbow will turn away.

Yujun coughed lightly and changed the subject.

"Master, you just said that it was a Confucian stele. If it is a Confucian treasure, how come even the Lord of Arms doesn't know about it?"

Willows and poplars spread their hands,

"Isn't it because those Confucian scholars are more hypocritical?"

"Ah? Pretentious?"

"The so-called 'expressing one's feelings in the mountains and rivers' is what the literati and poets like. Whenever they go to a place with a sense of connection, they will inevitably express their feelings and leave some traces. Over time, such inscriptions are everywhere. Who can tell which one is which? It's just that some can be preserved and some cannot."

"I don't even know where it came from, and Master wants to use it as my dowry..."

"You little bastard, you... Humph! Although Emperor Wuzong of Shanyun didn't know the exact origin of that half of the stele, he knew that it was at least left by a great Confucian scholar, because the military leader was sure that the half of the stele had a history of thousands of years. After all, a thousand-year-old stele could not be a common thing. I didn't expect that it was a long-lost treasure of Confucianism, and Li Qingcha picked the peach. This boy has great luck, and I'm afraid he will achieve great success in the future."

After the fight just now, Liu Chuiyang was generous in praising Li Qingcha.

Yujun smiled happily.

"I know that Master treats me the best..."

The voice has not fallen,

thump—

thump—

thump—

The sound of carving became louder, as if exploding in my ears.

The master and the disciple looked at each other.

"Go over and take a look?"

"go!"

They used their body skills and ran quickly towards the direction where the sound came from.

From a distance, I saw four people.

Li Qingcha sat cross-legged in front of the half-piece of the stele, his eyes tightly closed. His eyelids occasionally twitched, reflecting the rapid movement of his eyeballs underneath.

Beside her, three girls helped to protect her.

The voice of the Confucian sage sounded,

"Very good!"

"You are not a Confucian student like me, but your understanding of the word 'Confucian' is just as deep as mine."

“Virtue is never alone; it always has neighbors.”

There was nothing on the stele, but there was a crisp sound of hammering.

The fourth sentence appears.

But this strange phenomenon was not enough to shock the crowd. What really surprised them was the tone of the Confucian sage just now, as if he was communicating with a friend of different ages on an equal footing.

You must know that the Confucian sage is the most holy teacher, that is, the teacher of all Confucian scholars.

How can a teacher speak to students in an approachable manner?

This is so meow...

No one can understand it, and it feels like my brain has crashed.

Just when they were confused, something strange happened.

The half-stele surface gradually became smooth, like the ink chamber of an inkstone, smooth as new, and the marks left by wind and rain disappeared.

Then, the ink slowly seeped out and soaked the marks of the text.

Chi Weili was surprised.

"Why are those ink stains... um..."

She rubbed her eyes subconsciously and found that she was not dazzled.

The ink is indeed moving.

They are separated along the strokes of the inscriptions, like iron paintings and silver hooks, like ink swords covered with metallic luster.

These swords are big and small, long and short, sharp and elegant.

Chi Weili sighed: "The gentleman is as gentle as jade, and he is elegant and outstanding. The clear tea is implicit and resolute. He used the inscriptions of great Confucian scholars to make an ink sword. I am afraid that it will be difficult to find a second person among the Confucian scholars in the world."

Liu Chuiyang is a third-rank swordsman and has a deeper understanding of these ink swords.

A man gets his ambition, a sword gets its edge.

The reason why Li Qingcha could cause such a strange phenomenon must be because his state of mind was far superior to that of ordinary cultivators, and he might even have reached a super level. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why he could chat and laugh with the Confucian sage.

stare--

Liu Chuiyang looked at Yuyun.

Yujun: ???

"Master?"

Liu Chuiyang said with a complicated look in his eyes: "If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have stopped Li Qingcha from going up the mountain."

"what?"

"I'll have nothing to worry about if I marry you sooner."

Liu Chuiyang's current feeling is:

tired,

Destroy it.

Since you can't resist, you might as well lie down and enjoy it.

Li Qingcha has already done this, why not obey him and quickly give Yujun to him as a concubine?

Fill in the blanks early and start practicing both.

Yujun's face turned red. Just as she was about to complain about her master, she was interrupted by the Confucian Sage's voice:

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."

“This is the last sentence.”

"There is no greater kindness than this."

boom--

There was a loud bang.

Yujun found that the feeling of mountains collapsing came again, and this time it was much more violent than before.

I heard the rumbling sound of flowing water, that was the roar of the Zhaolu River.

Liu Chuiyang said: "Keep calm!"

Yujun was in a daze for a moment before she came to her senses. The energy circulated throughout her body, and her mind became clear, gradually removing the feeling of earth-shaking chaos from her perception.

Call ~

She let out a long breath and slowly opened her eyes.

Except for the willows and poplars which stand tall, everyone else sits cross-legged, regulating their breathing with the qi.

The fox demon girl was stunned for a while, then looked at Li Qingcha.

Li Qingcha's posture remained unchanged, with his eyes closed and concentrating on the half-piece of the stele. However, the nine-petal lotus on his forehead had undergone a subtle change. The petals turned ink-colored, making them look more vivid.

Yujun asked: "Master, what should we do now?"

Willows and poplars spread their hands,

"What else can we do? Take them up the mountain~"

Chapter 607 Straight Ball Attack

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

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

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

“Virtue is never alone; it always has neighbors.”

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."

……

Li Qingcha knew he was not dreaming.

Previously, when I met the founder of the Demon Sect in Wanxing Ling, he expressed quite contradictory views on imagination and reality.

After living in this world for a long time, Li Qingcha also believes that imagination is not necessarily unreal.