Chapter 415: Confucian and Taoist Monks, the Great Spirit (3000 Words)

(This chapter was basically written by me in YY, but I hesitated for a long time after writing it and didn't dare to post it. I personally like to read historical articles. I think those who can write historical articles are great people, which is much more difficult than writing system articles.)

Half a month later.

Fengdu Kingdom, Zhengyang County.

The area of ​​Fengdu Kingdom is several times that of Yue Kingdom and is divided into 49 counties, and the area of ​​each county is equivalent to a state of Yue Kingdom.

Haoran Pavilion is a powerful sect in the Righteous Alliance, second only to Taiyi Sect. Its overall strength is far beyond the seven sects of Yue Kingdom.

The ten counties around including Zhengyang County are all within the influence of Haoran Pavilion. The deep mountains flying more than 5,000 miles west of the county city are where the sect of Haoran Pavilion is located.

Haoran Pavilion has a Confucian cultivation heritage. Confucian and Taoist techniques need to cultivate Haoran Qi to practice. The stronger the Haoran Qi, the more effective it is to practice.

These ten states are prosperous in literary style under the special control of Haoran Pavilion, and there are academies everywhere in major cities.

At present, the ten counties are not free from looting, but at least the people are rich and live in peace and contentment. Even the scholars who are officials rarely oppress the lower-class people.

Because in their opinion, how can money compare to the gentleman's way and their own reputation?

History is a cycle. In fact, there have been countless scenes of scholars forming cliques for personal gain and exploiting the people in the past.

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

Once these people start to exploit the people, they have countless times more tricks than the bandit leaders. It is not an exaggeration to describe them as sucking the marrow out of the bones. Even the people are sold and count money for others.

The life and death of the people is not that important to the cultivators, but the morality of the scholars has touched the reverse scale of Haoran Pavilion.

Because how can such scholars cultivate the spirit of Haoran? There is a tank of corruption and shamelessness.

Therefore, every ten or twenty years, Haoran Pavilion would clean up the filth and let the world return to purity, so that more good seedlings could be born in the world.

Later, Haoran Pavilion discovered that keeping some rotten fish and shrimp could inspire the fighting spirit of young scholars. They would fight against corrupt officials and burst out with dazzling brilliance, and it would be easier to cultivate the spirit of righteousness.

The light is warmer and brighter in places shrouded in darkness.

In the ten counties, every few years or more, there would be scenes of immortals appearing and accepting disciples, leaving behind various legends.

There are dozens of countries in the south of the sky, and there are countless cultivation inheritances of various sects.

Sword cultivation, magic cultivation, body cultivation, blood cultivation, magic cultivation, puppet control, beast control, weapon refining, talisman making, array formation, etc.

And Confucian cultivation is so unique among these many cultivation inheritances.

Qifeng Street.

Although there are hundreds of streets in the county town of Zhengyang County, this street is the place where literati and poets like to stay the most.

The best restaurants, inns and teahouses in the county, the oldest stationery stores, bookstores, and even the most famous brothel, Zhuyun Tower, are all gathered here.

At this time, Zhuyun Tower was bustling with people because the monthly literary competition was being held today.

The judges were Mr. Wu, the fifth in command of Zhengyang County, Mr. Hu, the vice president of the long-established Yunlu Academy, and Mr. Liu, a guest of honor at major brothels who never had to pay.

Many young girls on the fence stands were looking at the handsome man on the central platform with burning eyes, laughing and joking with each other.

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

"Holding on to the green mountains, the roots are in the broken rocks. It is still strong after thousands of blows, no matter the wind from the east, west, south or north. Although the language of this bamboo and rock poem by Mr. Han Li is simple, it has a profound meaning and shows the tenacity of bamboo to the fullest."

"If you don't have other excellent works, all three poetry competitions of the Three Friends of Winter will be won by Mr. Han Li."

From this poem, it can be understood that this "Mr. Han Li" is Jiang Yun himself.

More than ten days ago, Jiang Yun came to Fengdu Kingdom.

Due to some reasons, he had to wait for a while. Originally, Jiang Yun was going to find an inn to wait in seclusion, but when he saw the scene of the flourishing literary style of this county city, his heart was actually moved.

Jiang Yun was overjoyed. So he wandered around the county city.

At first glance, Jiang Yun was pretending to be cool in front of others, visiting brothels, chatting and laughing with good girls, but in fact, he was sharpening his heart and experiencing the world of ordinary people. By the way, let the people of this world feel the brilliant culture of the previous life on Earth.

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

In the past ten days, Jiang Yun found that his cultivation had increased a little.

Speaking of it, Jiang Yun has been practicing for nearly 130 years, but he has been busy and has no time to travel around the secular world.

Before, Jiang Yun said that his apprentice Long Hao's cultivation increased too fast and needed to travel around the secular world to settle down. In fact, his own cultivation speed was not much different.

Facts have proved that the famous poems on Earth are no worse in the mortal world.

Some of the readers in the audience were distressed, while others admired him. In the end, no one came on stage, and finally announced that this "Mr. Han Li" won.

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

You should know that in the private room are the only two women in Zhuyun Tower who have won the title of Oiran, one is good at Guzheng and the other is good at sword dance. One of the rewards for winning is to talk all night.

If you have a good conversation and fall in love with each other, more things can happen, but this rarely happens.

As long as there is one woman in the county who wins the title of oiran, the brothel where she works will become famous and become top-notch.

These two women are the most important assets of Zhuyunlou. Those who can climb to the oiran are all of superior appearance, intelligence and emotional intelligence, and will not easily give themselves up.

Most of the talented people present admired the decisive action of "Master Han Li" to leave. They asked themselves that they could not be so free and easy.

There are also a few who think it is stupid. It is not something that can be done with a few hundred taels of silver to have tea and chat with the oiran on weekdays, not to mention that two at the same time cannot be bought with money, which is simply a waste of natural resources.

The eyes of the women waiting to be married are even brighter. They think that this "Master Han Li" is a gentleman, completely different from the goods they come into contact with in the circle on weekdays.

Some women whose families are powerful and favored have decided to pester their parents and elders to send someone to propose to "Master Han Li" after returning home.

Jiang Yun declined some people's requests for calligraphy and invitations to banquets, and walked on the streets that were still prosperous and bright as daylight even at midnight.

Many scholars along the way obviously knew him and bowed to him, and he responded politely.

In a private room of a teahouse, two immortal cultivators watched Jiang Yun's departing figure from afar.

An older man in a blue Confucian robe looked at Jiang Yun with interest and whispered, "The purpose of reading is to open your mind and expand your knowledge, but if you want to cultivate a noble spirit, you have to combine your life experience, understand what the righteousness in your heart is and implement it."

"Everyone's understanding of the noble spirit is different, but all of them are determined. After cultivating immortals, their hearts are stable and unshakable."

"This person has some literary talent and temperament. I hope he can gain something this time. In the past few years, all I have found are idiots who read more and more stupidly and study hard."

"The last time I saw the so-called three great scholars, what they wrote was only gorgeous words, without any spirit."

Another man in a white Taoist robe was waving a talisman pen in his hand and drawing something on a scroll, as if he didn't hear it.

The blue-robed male cultivator was not angry. He glanced at the scroll and said helplessly, "The secret technique of spiritual manifestation inherited by Elder Lu is to draw a pattern on the scroll and then inject spiritual power and righteousness to make it manifest against the enemy. The pictures are all spiritual beasts, generals and soldiers, or various weapons, strong wind fireballs and the like."

"But what you are drawing now is none of them. If the senior sister and the junior sister see this thing, your life may be in danger!"

The scroll was painted with a boating scene on the lake. There were two people on the boat, hugging each other with affection.

But the problem is that both of them are women, but one is petite and shy, and the other is full of heroism like a female hero in the rivers and lakes.

The white-robed male cultivator finished the last stroke, looked at his work with satisfaction, and said nonchalantly: "What are you talking about, brother? I just saw that the senior sister and the younger sister have been following the rules for more than ten years and their clothes have not changed. So I drew some of them wearing new clothes."

".Then what about their movements? Why did the senior sister put her hand on the waist of the younger sister, and why did she put her mouth close to it?"

"Nothing, the water was turbulent and the boat was shaking. If she didn't hold her waist, she would fall down. The mouth was just because the younger sister had sand in her eyes and the senior sister helped blow it out."

"Where did the sand come from on the lake?"

"It's not important, senior brother, don't forget your own mission, if If you can find a good seedling, the reward from the sect plus your savings will be enough to buy the Mo Qi Seal, which is the top-grade magic weapon you have always dreamed of. "

The blue-robed male cultivator no longer paid attention to the content of the painting after hearing this. After all, it was not him who would be beaten if something happened. He nodded and said:

"What Junior Brother said makes sense, but this matter can only depend on luck and cannot be forced."

"I have been here for three years as a guard cultivator in this county city. I have indeed found some true spiritual roots and pseudo spiritual roots, but none of them have cultivated the righteousness at the same time. I am really worried to death!"

"Okay, I should go test that young friend Han Li. I hope he can give me a surprise."

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

The innkeeper and the waiter had already prepared hot water and meals in the guest room where he lived. These days, because of the "Young Master Han Li" staying, their business has increased several times.

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

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