I am a mortal, a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain

(This chapter is basically written by me on YY, but I hesitated for a long time after writing it and dare not post it. I personally like to read historical texts. I think those who can write historical texts are all good people, which is more difficult than writing systematic cool texts Too much.)

Half a month later.

Fengdu Country, Zhengyang County.

The area of ​​Fengdu State is several times that of Yue State, and it is divided into forty-nine counties, and the area of ​​each county is equivalent to a state of Yue State.

As a powerful sect in the Righteous Dao League after Taiyi Sect, Haoran Pavilion's overall strength is far beyond that of the Yue Kingdom's seven sects.

The ten surrounding counties including Zhengyang County are all within the sphere of influence of Haoran Pavilion, and the sect of Haoran Pavilion is located within the deep mountains of more than 5,000 miles west of the county town.

Haoran Pavilion has the inheritance of Confucianism cultivators. Confucianism and Taoism skills need to cultivate awe-inspiring aura before they can be practiced. The stronger the awe-inspiring aura is, the more effective it is to practice.

Under the influence of Haoran Pavilion's deliberate control, these ten prefectures all have a prosperous style of writing, and there are many academies in major cities.

The current ten counties dare not say that the roads do not pick up lost things, but at least the people live and work in peace and contentment, and even scholars who are officials rarely oppress the people at the bottom.

Because in their opinion, how can mere money compare to the way of a gentleman in their hearts and their own reputation?

History is a cycle. In fact, there have been countless scenes in the past where scholars formed cliques to profit from the common people.

There are basically no fools among scholars who can become officials, and ordinary people have limited knowledge and insight.

Once these people are fish and meat, they are countless times more tricky than bandit leaders. It is not an exaggeration to describe them as knocking bones and sucking marrow. Even the common people are stupid to count money for others when they are sold.

The life and death of the common people is actually not that important to cultivators, but the virtue of a scholar has touched the back of Haoran Pavilion.

Because where can such a scholar develop awe-inspiring spirit? Corruption and shamelessness do exist.

Therefore, Haoran Pavilion needs to clean up the filth every ten or twenty years, so that the mundane can return to cleanliness, so that more good seedlings can be born in the mundane.

Later, Haoran Pavilion discovered that keeping some rotten fish and rotten shrimp can stimulate the fighting spirit of young scholars. They will fight against corrupt officials with dazzling brilliance, and it is easier to cultivate awe-inspiring spirit.

Where the place is shrouded in darkness, the light is warmer and brighter.

In the land of ten counties, every few years or ten years, there will be scenes of gods appearing and accepting them as disciples, leaving behind various legends.

There are dozens of countries in the southern part of the world, and there are countless cultivation inheritances of various sects.

Sword repair, magic repair, body repair, blood repair, law repair, imperial envoy puppet, imperial envoy and beast, refining weapon, talisman making, formation and so on.

And Confucianism Cultivator is also so unique among the many cultivation inheritances.

Qifeng Street.

Although there are hundreds of streets in Zhengyang County, this street is the favorite place for literati to stop.

The county's best restaurants, inns and teahouses, the oldest four-treasure shop of the study, bookstores, and even the most famous brothel, Zhuyunlou, all gather here.

At this time, there was a lot of voices in Zhuyun Building, because the monthly Wendou was being held today.

The judges are Mr. Wu, the fifth in command of Zhengyang County, Mr. Hu, the vice president of Yunlu Academy with a long heritage, and Mr. Liu, the guest of each major brothel, who never spends money.

Many young girls on the fenced stands in various places are staring at the handsome man on the central high platform, laughing and coquettishly coquettishly at each other.

After the three judges not far away exchanged opinions, one of them, a middle-aged man in his forties, stood up and said loudly:

"Stay firm on the green hills and not let go, the roots are originally in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind from east to west, north and south. Although the language of this bamboo and stone poem by Mr. Han Li is simple, it has a profound meaning, and it vividly shows the fortitude of bamboo. "

"If you don't have any other excellent works, Mr. Han Li won all the three poetry competitions in today's Suihan Three Friends."

It can be understood from this poem that this "Mr. Han Li" is Jiang Yun himself.

Jiang Yun came to Fengdu Kingdom more than ten days ago.

Due to some reasons, it was necessary to wait for a period of time. Originally, Jiang Yun was going to find an inn to retreat and wait, but when he saw the scene of the prosperous literary style in this county, Dao Xin actually had waves.

Jiang Yun was overjoyed immediately. So he wandered around in the county.

At first glance, Jiang Yun seems to be pretending to be aggressive in front of people, visiting Goulan brothels, chatting and laughing happily with girls from good families, but in fact he is sharpening his Taoism and experiencing the various lights of ordinary families and the world. By the way, let people in this world experience the brilliant culture of the previous life on Earth.

As for why Han Li's name was used, it was just a whim.

After more than ten days, Jiang Yun found that his cultivation had increased by a small amount.

Speaking of which, Jiang Yun has been practicing for nearly 130 years, but he has been so busy that he really doesn't have time to travel and settle down in the world.

Before, Jiang Yun said that his apprentice Long Hao's cultivation base was rising too fast and needed secular travel to accumulate, but in fact, his own cultivation base growth rate was not much worse.

Facts have proved that the famous poems on earth are not bad in the mortal world.

The scholars in the audience were distressed and admired Youzhi. In the end, no one came to the stage, and finally announced that this "Mr. Han Li" won.

Everyone thought that "Mr. Han Li" would go to the private room on the top floor after winning, but unexpectedly, "Mr. Han Li" bowed politely to the three judges and strode away.

You must know that the private room is the only woman in Zhu Yunlou who has ever won the title of Oiran. One is good at guzheng and the other is good at sword dance. One of the rewards of winning is talking all night.

More things can happen if there is a good conversation and eye contact, but this kind of thing rarely happens.

As long as there is one woman in the entire county who wins the title of Oiran, the brothel where she lives will become famous and rank among the top.

These two women are Zhu Yunlou's most important assets. The appearance, intelligence, and emotional intelligence that can climb to the top of the court are all first-class, and they will not give themselves away easily.

For "Master Han Li"'s resolute departure, most of the talents present admired them very much, and they thought they could not be so free and easy.

There are also a small number of people who feel that they are too stupid. Wanting to drink tea and chat with the oiran on weekdays is not something that can be done with a few hundred taels of silver.

The eyes of the women to be married are even brighter, thinking that this "Mr. Han Li" is a gentleman, completely different from the things they come into contact with in the usual circle.

Some powerful and favored women in their families even decided to pester their parents and elders to send someone to propose marriage to "Mr. Han Li" after returning home.

Rejecting some people who asked for calligraphy and invited people to the banquet, Jiang Yun walked in the streets and alleys that were already bustling and bright like daytime.

Along the way, many scholars obviously knew him and greeted him, but he responded politely.

In the private seat of a certain tea house, two immortal cultivators watched Jiang Yun's back from a distance.

An older man wearing a blue Confucian robe looked at Jiang Yun with interest, and said in a low voice: "The purpose of reading is to enlighten wisdom and increase knowledge, but if you want to cultivate awe-inspiring spirit, you have to combine your own life experience. , clearly understand what the righteousness of the world is in my heart and carry it out.”

"Everyone comprehends the awe-inspiring aura differently, but all of them are strong-willed people. After cultivating immortals, they all have a firm and unshakable Dao heart."

"This person has a bit of literary talent. I hope he can gain something this time. In the past few years, all I have found are fools who have become more and more stupid as they read more and more."

"The so-called three major scholars I saw last time wrote only gorgeous words and no energy."

Another man dressed in a white Taoist robe waved the talisman pen in his hand and drew something on a scroll, as if he didn't hear it.

The blue-robed male cultivator was not angry at all. He glanced at the scroll and said helplessly, "The secret art of manifestation inherited by Elder Lu is to draw patterns on the scroll and then inject spiritual power and aura of awe-inspiring power into it to manifest against the enemy. The paintings are all spiritual. Beasts, generals and soldiers, or various weapons, such as wind and fireballs."

"But junior brother, you are not drawing any of them now. If this thing is seen by the senior sister and junior junior sister, your life may be in danger!"

I saw the scene of boating on the lake painted on the scroll. There are two people on the small boat who are embracing each other with affection.

But the problem is that both of them are women, but one is small and exquisite with a shy face, and the other is full of heroism like a heroine.

The white-robed male cultivator completed the last stroke, looked at his work with satisfaction, and said indifferently: "What did you say? I just see that the senior sister and the junior sister have followed the rules for more than ten years. The style of clothes has not changed. No. Only then did I draw some appearances in new clothes."

".Then their movements, why did the senior sister put her hand on the junior sister's waist, and what happened to her mouth?"

"It's nothing. The current is so fast that the boat is shaking. If you don't support your waist, you will fall down. The mouth is facing only because the little junior sister has sand in her eyes, and the senior sister can blow it."

"Where is the sand on the lake?"

"It's not important, brother, don't forget your own mission, if you can find a good seedling, the rewards from the sect plus your savings are enough to buy the ink unicorn seal, it is the ultimate magic weapon you have dreamed of. "

The blue-robed male cultivator no longer paid attention to the content of the painting after hearing the words. Anyway, he was not the one who was beaten when the incident happened. He nodded and said:

"What the younger brother said is reasonable, but this matter can only be determined by luck."

"I've been here as a monk on duty in this county for three years. I did find some real spiritual roots and false spiritual roots, but I didn't have any of them that cultivated awe-inspiring aura at the same time. I'm really worried!"

"Okay, it's time for me to test that little friend Han Li, I hope he can give me a surprise."

Soon after, Jiang Yun returned to the inn where he stayed.

The shopkeeper and the waiter of the inn had already prepared hot water and meals in the guest room where he usually lived. These days, because of the stay of "Mr. Han Li", the business of their shop has doubled several times.

After returning to the room and closing the door, Jiang Yun was just sitting cross-legged on the couch when he suddenly looked in a certain direction.

"Here comes a little fellow in the early stage of foundation establishment."