Chapter 2007 Visiting Card

"After all the living creatures were slaughtered, there were thunder and lightning between heaven and earth, and torrential rain poured down, turning everything within a thousand miles into a swamp! However, the swamp was full of corpses and blood! The bloody smell had not dissipated for a hundred years, and no one could survive here!" Fu Zhiwen said vividly, "As for the God and Demon chess that appeared in a flash and caused such a catastrophe, it has disappeared since then! Where did it go, or which expert caused the God and Demon chess, no one knows until now! Of course, from now on, I think this legend is The God and Demon Chess is a great killing weapon. Its use... is at the cost of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, or millions of lives. If it is not a matter of life and death, others will not easily take it out, so... it is so mysterious. "

"My goodness..." Xiao Hua sighed, "This kind of great killing weapon... I'm afraid it should be ranked first among the ten great imperial weapons? Why is it ranked fifth?"

Fu Zhiwen shook his head: "This God and Demon Chess is really too bloody, and it is impossible for Confucian cultivators to rank it first!"

"In fact..." Xiao Hua laughed again, "This legend is too exaggerated, even... Xiao Mou feels This is all made up! Look, the so-called Dongchen Empire... they are exaggerating wildly, don't those Confucian families care? Although the Duanmu family is a first-class Confucian family, it shouldn't be difficult for them to intervene in this matter, right? Secondly, the king can actually cultivate to the fourth level of Yuanli, how long will his life span be? He must be tired of being the king, right? Thirdly, so many famous generals have fallen in this unknown small country, how could the king... possibly go into battle himself? Besides, life is the most important thing, right? Fourthly, since the Dongchen Empire is so powerful, , there must be ten imperial weapons, right? Can't the ones at the front restrain the God and Demon Chess? "

"Hehe..." Fu Zhiwen laughed, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, don't be too picky. This is just a legend, who knows if it is true? But one thing is true!"

"Oh?"

"It's the blood marsh of ten thousand miles~" Fu Zhiwen said, "Nowadays, no one can survive in that blood marsh, and it is still bloody and abnormal. Even birds can't fly over it! I went there specially that year!"

"Really?" Xiao Hua asked curiously. "Is this place in... Yanzhou?"

"Yes, it is the famous God and Demon Blood Marsh in Yanzhou!"

"Well, if there is a chance, Xiao will go and see it in person..." It was very strange. When Xiao Hua heard such a strange name, he suddenly felt a little bit of feeling in his heart. This feeling is hard to explain, as if it is a kind of... summons?

"Oh, right!" Xiao Hua asked immediately after he had this feeling, "The Blood Marsh of Gods and Demons is where the Gods and Demons chess disappeared last. Wouldn't no one have seen it?"

"This..." Fu Zhiwen shrugged, "It's not mentioned in the legend. However, since Xiao Daoyou, who is tens of thousands of years later, can think of it, there is no reason why the cultivators tens of thousands of years ago couldn't think of it?"

"Indeed!" Xiao Hua sighed,

"What this world lacks the least is smart people!"

"Bold! What rebels against ancestors!" Just as Xiao Hua sighed and wanted to hear the stories of the other ten imperial weapons, he heard a few thunderous curses coming from downstairs, which attracted the attention of Xiao Hua and Fu Zhiwen. Both of them said in secret, "This... what's going on?"

But at the auction at this time, there were four scrolls lined up in front of Yu Linfeng, and these scrolls were all rolled together and tied with purple silk. In front of him, the so-called corrupt scholars who had not concealed their identities that Xiao Hua had just seen had now walked out of the crowd and were standing under these scrolls, scolding: "Yu Linfeng, you are also my Confucian disciple. Your Zhaixing Tower is also one of my Confucian disciples! Are you so blinded by the Yuanshi? The so-called imperial instruments, the so-called spiritual herbs, the so-called blood ink, you can just bid for them! Those are just used for cultivation, for self-defense. For attack! But these early Confucian calligraphy and paintings, although they contain unparalleled aura, what they represent is the academic achievements of these Confucian scholars, the crystallization of their lifelong learning, which is not comparable to those secular imperial instruments and scrolls! You are bidding for the hard work of these Confucian scholars in public, isn't it a disgrace to the culture? Isn't it a disgrace to the face of your ancestors?"

Yu Linfeng Although he looked a little embarrassed, he still bowed carefully and said, "My dear seniors! These scrolls are indeed written by great scholars, but they are scrolls after all! We cannot just treasure these sacred objects in the Zhaixing Tower, right? We must let the knowledge of these great scholars be admired by all the younger generations, right? Maybe the way of Zhaixing Tower is a little wrong, a little vulgar, and not acceptable to the seniors, but after all, it is also an act of Zhaixing Tower to commemorate and value these great scholars, right?"

"Bullshit!" An old man with a bald head and a few white beards under his chin raised his cane and hit Yu Linfeng in the air, cursing, "I will beat you to death, you unworthy junior! The calligraphy and paintings of great scholars are elegant objects, which can only be placed in a quiet room for appreciation. Once these elegant objects are here, they are tainted with the smell of money! The noble spirit inside... that you covet will be inferior!"

"These calligraphy and paintings certainly have pure and incomparable aura, but these are the condensation of the spirit of the great scholars, not for ordinary attacks!" Another old man raised his arm and said, trembling, "You little bastard speaks better than singing. Who doesn't know that you are using these calligraphy and paintings as scrolls? Let the spirit of these great scholars fight for you? When the spirit in these calligraphy and paintings is gone, these calligraphy and paintings will become waste! Alas, what a waste!!"

"Hahaha..." Xiao Hua upstairs laughed, secretly saying, "Isn't this what Xiao E said just now, Are they corrupt scholars who are here to cause trouble? They regard the scrolls made by the great scholars as treasures passed down from generation to generation, and do not allow people from Zhaixing Tower to bid for them. But... is this possible? "

Sure enough, Yu Linfeng said loudly: "Seniors, if you think these calligraphy and paintings are the hard work of the great scholars and can only be hidden in a quiet room for appreciation, then why don't you bid for them? If they are left in the hands of the seniors, wouldn't Zhaixing Tower be more assured?"

"Your Zhaixing Tower is blinded by greed, and the reserve price of these calligraphy and paintings is probably based on the number of top-grade Yuanshi. How can a few poor old men afford them?" Several corrupt scholars were furious.

After hearing this, Fu Zhiwen also understood, and sighed: "What these seniors said... is right! The handwriting of the ancient great Confucian scholars is getting less and less, and I don't know when these will disappear! Calligraphy and paintings without spirit... are simply dead things, and it is impossible to reflect the style of the great Confucian scholars of various schools!"

Xiao Hua, however, was talking without any pain in his waist, and waved his hand with a smile: "The old ones will not go away, and the new ones will not come. Without these ancient great Confucian scholars, aren't there still great Confucian scholars now? There are more great Confucian scholars from generation to generation, so what's so great about it?"

"Hehe~" Fu Zhiwen smiled bitterly and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, you don't know that the so-called great Confucian scholars, also called great Confucian scholars, are not simply cultivated, but those pedants who are well-read, have noble character, and profound knowledge! In particular, those who can be called great Confucian scholars, great Confucian scholars, are not those who have opened up a school of thought and have a place in the Hundred Schools of Thought! How can they be easily born in the future?"

"So that's it!" Xiao Hua's face was straightened after hearing this, and he was in awe. He had heard clearly that this so-called great scholar was not a realm as he thought, but an honor, a title! If he forced himself to compare it with a figure from the Dao Sect, the founder of the Yu Lei Sect, Qian Yun Zhenren... I'm afraid he is this kind of person!

"Then... a hundred schools of thought..." Xiao Hua just said half of this sentence and swallowed it back. It seems that he didn't even understand the ten great imperial instruments? Now he actually asked about the hundred schools of thought again. I'm afraid that if Fu Zhiwen was asked to talk about them one by one, he would never be able to finish talking about these hundred schools tonight. "It's better to ask slowly later!"

Xiao Hua didn't ask, but at the auction, those corrupt scholars were even more aggressive. They almost jumped up and cursed the evil deeds of Zhaixing Tower. From the calligraphy and paintings of the great scholars, to the Confucian skills, and even the Confucian imperial instruments, they all became the crime of Zhaixing Tower forgetting its ancestors and selling out its clan. No matter how Ren Yulinfeng defended himself, he was not allowed to bid for these great scholars' calligraphy and paintings!

Xiao Hua was a little bored, and was about to ask about the other ten imperial weapons. Suddenly, Xiao Hua became alert again, raised his eyebrows, and asked: "Xiao E, is there anything?"

"Senior, someone sent a visiting card and wanted to come to visit you!" Xiao E's voice came from outside.

Xiao Hua rolled his eyes and smiled: "Come in first!"

"Yes, senior!" Xiao E said, and walked in with a golden visiting card in her hand. Just as she was about to hand it over respectfully, Xiao Hua waved his hand and said, "Don't worry! I just want to ask, is the owner of this visiting card the VIP on the third floor?"

"Yes, senior!" Xiao E nodded, "Any VIP on the third floor of Mingyue Palace can visit each other if they don't want to hide their identities. Just now, I not only saw several VIPs' followers taking visiting cards to other towers, but also two VIPs entered other rooms!"

"Who sent this visiting card? Do you know?" Xiao Hua asked again.

Xiao E shook her head: "I didn't know that it was Xiao E who sent the visiting card, not the follower of that senior."

"Well, in that case, I won't read this visiting card!" Xiao Hua waved his sleeves and said, "You tell Xiao E the original words!"

Xiao E's face changed again, and she pleaded in a low voice: "Senior, you don't have to make things so awkward. Even if you don't want to see that person, just say you don't want to see him, and don't return the visiting card! This kind of slap in the face... Senior still needs to consider it more!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian (). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)