Chapter 482: Follow Your Heart

The silver moon is in the sky.

A team of more than ten people and horses came from afar and stopped outside a mansion in Heitu City. The leader wore a sunscreen gauze on his head, no hair, and even nine ring scars on his head, and his name was 'Jingkong'.

Although he looks like a monk, he is not a serious disciple of Buddhism. Instead, when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he went to Thousand Buddhas Temple to steal money for incense oil because of poverty. He was caught by the monks, imprisoned in Thousand Buddhas Cave, and started fighting , was forced to become a monk.

Because of his good understanding, Jingkong secretly learned martial arts, escaped from Qianfo Temple in his thirties, and became the right-hand man of Huang Liansheng, the leader of the Shatuo tribe.

Huang Lian was promoted to the Shazhou prefect of Dayan by her ancestors. During the chaos in the world before Jiazi, she proclaimed herself king and became a warlord. However, she was destroyed in a short period of time. She fled into the Shahai with her remaining tribe and became the Shatuo tribe in the land of Huawai. It is far away from Shatuo tribe. The prefecture is about a thousand miles away, the land area is equivalent to a county in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and the population is only about 80,000.

The Shatuo tribe is just a small country in a corner of the country. Even its basic survival resources have to rely on the bodyguards in the pass for business. It also pays tribute every year and respects the Wei Dynasty as the suzerain state. For this reason, the Wei Dynasty does not take this small place seriously, but Huang Lian's ambitions rise. Not too small.

Huang Liansheng had previously gone to Yun'an to study as a tribute, and had also visited various prominent families in the Wei Dynasty as an envoy to a foreign state. He was regarded as a versatile scholar in both civil and military affairs.

After coming to power, he began to organize conquests outside the Shazhou Pass, annexing many small tribes, trying to inherit the legacy of his ancestors and divide the borders to become independent.

Because they were all fighting at the level of village chiefs and county magistrates, far away from the barren land of Shazhou, Da Wei did not have much time to pay attention; and Huang Liansheng was also sensible and never dared to show his disobedience to Da Wei.

But since the war between the North and the South, the situation has obviously changed.

When the Wei Dynasty and Beiliang fought, they would not be able to focus on the barren Shazhou. This was the best time to capture Shazhou and completely unify the Western Regions.

But the Wei Dynasty is still a Wei Dynasty after all. Even if they were defeated miserably in Beiliang this time, it is not something that a small tribe of tens of thousands of people can provoke. Even if Huang Liansheng can capture Shazhou, as long as the two countries stop fighting and the Wei Dynasty is free, they will still have to be defeated. Settle accounts after the fall.

For this reason, Huang Liansheng immediately started contacting Beiliang after the situation changed, wanting to make distant contacts and attack close to home, and Beiliang quickly responded to him.

The general meaning is that as long as he has the ambition and ability to rule the roost in troubled times, there is nothing Beiliang can't do to help him, and they can even give him half of the Wuma tribe's territory so that he can take root.

The thousands of miles of grassland of the Wuma tribe is fertile land for the tribes in the West Sea. It can be used for grazing and is rich in fine war horses. As long as Beiliang is allowed to enter, it can still stand by its strength. Even if Huang Liansheng cannot establish a country, he can be as good as the four major tribes. King Shatuo is also very confident, which is much more promising than going to Shazhou with poor supplies.

For this reason, as soon as Huang Liansheng received the news, he asked his confidant, Monk Jingkong, to rush thousands of miles with more than ten people to the various tribes in the West Sea.

The people responsible for contacting the Shatuo tribe were Li Xian, a close confidant of King Xiaozuo Xian, and Eunuch Xu, who came from Yanjing to support them. They were all old acquaintances of Ye Jingtang.

Li Xian was previously blackmailed by Ye Jingtang and had clues about Xue Huhua. In previous years, he was in charge of the palace's finances and was not considered a minister.

However, as the chief steward, Li Xian had to handle the prince's daily expenses. He had a close relationship with Prince Zuoxian since childhood. When the old King Zuoxian unexpectedly died for his country, the civil and military generals under his command were not convinced by the young commander. Prince Zuoxian naturally had no choice but to be nepotistic and promoted him as a confidant.

Eunuch Xu himself was one of the first three eunuchs to come to the Xihai tribes to pick up King Zuo Xian. Later, he and Hua Junchen resisted Ye Jingtang in Bishui Forest to steal the elixirs. This time Eunuch Yin was sent to plead guilty for dereliction of duty as a guard. He Naturally, this teammate came with him.

Following the soldiers outside the mansion gate, they quickly ran in with envelopes in hand, but after a while, footsteps came from behind the screen wall of the mansion gate.

Monk Jingkong had lived outside the Shazhou Pass since he was a child and had never passed the customs. To the senior officials of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, he stood outside the door with a sense of humility as if he were meeting the envoys of the Chinese Empire. He even whispered to his subordinates not to look around. , lest he be regarded as a barbarian from a foreign land.

When the footsteps came from behind the screen wall, Monk Jingkong raised his eyes and looked around, and found a beardless eunuch walking out with a whisk in his arms, and next to him was a slightly wealthy scribe.

Monk Jingkong immediately stepped forward and bowed: "Foreign minister Jingkong, I would like to pay my respects to the two adults of Daliang Shangguo..."

"Master Jingkong is free of charge."

Eunuch Xu stepped forward with a smile and bowed: "The situation in the West Sea is currently in chaos. It would be rude of us not to greet your envoy at the pass. This is Mr. Li."

Seeing this, Monk Jingkong bowed his hands again.

In the past, Li Xian often dealt with envoys from various ministries in the West Sea who sent gifts, and he was not surprised at all by this kind of frightened appearance. Looking at the appearance and temperament of a group of people who look like horse thieves, to be honest, I don’t think highly of them. I nodded slightly and said:

"Master Jingkong is invited to come here for this trip. The purpose is clear to the prince. My prince is not short of food, grass, weapons, and rich land, but not everyone can give these things..."

Although Monk Jingkong has a humble attitude, he is not bad at becoming Huang Liansheng's deputy. Faced with Li Xian's words questioning his strength, he was not too dissatisfied. He just looked around and whispered:

"You two adults, are you sure you want to talk here?"

In fact, Eunuch Xu looked down upon Li Xian, who was a drunkard. If it weren't for his status as King Zuo Xian's agent, he would have thrown him aside long ago. He immediately raised his hand:

"Everyone please come in. Our family has prepared a banquet of fine wine and wine. It won't be too late to talk about this after you have eaten and drank enough..."

The monk Jingkong then bowed with a smile and entered the gate with a dozen followers.

On a house not far from the mansion, a big furry bird poked its head out from the roof and looked at the group of people talking. After everyone entered the mansion, it quietly spread its wings and flew towards the city...

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On the other side, in the market in the city.

Heichu City was originally the main city of the Gouchen tribe, but after being taken over by Zuo Xianwang, it became a transit station for the east-west trade route. The goods from the West Sea Protectorate had to pass through here before they could be distributed into the Gouchen tribe and even the jurisdiction of dozens of nearby small tribes, so there were many foreign populations.

Because of the sudden war along the shore of Tianlang Lake, the situation in Heichu City was similar to that in Jingjie City, and most of the merchants were stranded in the city.

After Ye Jingtang followed Qinghe into the city, he led the team to the medicine market in the south of the city. Like other places, there were also medical clinics and pharmacies opened by the Dongming tribe.

Because of the help of the Dongming tribe, the process of entering the city was quite smooth, and there was no inspection or obstruction, but there was some trouble when entering the place of residence.

Ye Jingtang brought the carriage and stopped in the alley beside the big pharmacy. Jiang Laojiu and others went to the city to inquire about the news, and he turned back to the carriage and prepared to call Hua Qingzhi and Shui'er down.

As a result, when the curtain was lifted, Shui'er, who was originally supporting Hua Qingzhi, leaned on Hua Qingzhi, and Hua Qingzhi leaned on Luzhu. The three of them had rosy cheeks and slept very peacefully.

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Seeing this, Fan Qinghe was furious, jumped onto the carriage, and patted Xuanji Zhenren on the buttocks:

Pa~

"Witch!"

"Hmm!"

Xuanji Zhenren sat up immediately, looked around, and found that they had arrived, so they opened their arms:

"I'm a little sleepy, Jingtang, take me back to the house."

Ye Jingtang looked at Shui'er's appearance of wanting to hug him, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to receive it, but was held down by Aunt Fan:

"Can't you walk by yourself? We've been busy for so long, and you just know how to sleep..."

Xuanji Zhenren didn't mind this, and slowly got up and jumped out of the carriage, hooking Qinghe's shoulders:

"Okay, why are you so fierce? Let's go take a shower. We've been running around for so many days, let's relax at night."

Fan Qinghe pushed Xuanji Zhenren's cheek away, Frowning, he said:

"What do you want to do? I won't follow you to do anything stupid..."

"Let's go~"

...

Ye Jingtang watched the two wives talking with their arms around each other, his eyes full of smiles. After the two entered the courtyard, he came to the carriage and shook Hua Qingzhi's shoulder:

"Miss Hua?"

"Hmm~..."

Hua Qingzhi was sleeping soundly. After being shaken twice, she opened her eyes with drunken eyes and looked at Ye Jingtang in front of her, and then began to look around:

"Where is Sister Lu..."

"We're here. I'll take you back to the house to rest."

"Oh..."

Hua Qingzhi was a little confused. She held Ye Jingtang's arm and wanted to get up, but her legs were not very stable, and she was even more floating when she was drunk. As soon as she stood up, she almost fell into Ye Jingtang's arms.

Ye Jingtang smelled the wine aroma, and his eyes were quite helpless. He could only raise his hand and pick up Hua Qingzhi in a princess hug, then jumped off the carriage and walked into the yard.

Hua Qingzhi was very light, and with Ye Jingtang's arm strength, it was not much different from not holding anything. She was also very honest on the way, not moving or struggling, but her drunken eyes kept looking at Ye Jingtang, and halfway through, she said drunkenly:

"Mr. Ye, I'm going home, will you miss me?"

Ye Jingtang was a little amused: "Of course, it's rare to have three or two close friends in life, how can you not worry about each other when you are apart."

"If the queen knew that you secretly missed me, wouldn't you be angry?"

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Ye Jingtang was speechless for a moment, looked down at the drunk Hua Qingzhi, and thought it was just a joke after drinking, and quickly came to the small courtyard where he settled.

Xuanji Zhenren had already woken up and was preparing hot water for washing with Qinghe. When he saw Ye Jingtang coming in, he stepped forward to catch Hua Qingzhi:

"Why did you bring the girl in? Did you take advantage of her on the way?"

Hua Qingzhi closed her eyes and answered half asleep:

"No, Mr. Ye is a gentleman..."

"Hehe~ You are quite protective of your shortcomings."

While Xuanji Zhenren was talking, he carried Hua Qingzhi into the house.

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang turned around and went outside the yard, brought the equally drunk Luzhu in, put her on the bed in the house, and asked Qinghe and Shui'er to help wipe her face and wash her for a rest.

This trip started from Honghe Town. After running around for three or five days in the scorching heat, Ye Jingtang also sweated a lot. While his two wives were busy, he came to the well in the yard, fetched water to wash his body and changed into clean clothes.

As a result, before he finished cleaning up, he found that the bird responsible for tracking had flown back from outside, landed on the wall, and began to "coo coo coo coo..." gestures.

Fan Qinghe had just helped Hua Qingzhi lie down when he came out and asked:

"Did the team go to meet?"

"It should be, let's go and take a look."

Ye Jingtang dried himself in two or three strokes, put on clean clothes, and followed Niao Niao into the city.

Fan Qinghe knew the situation of the various tribes in the West Sea very well, so he naturally followed them as an advisor. After instructing the demon girl to be alert, he and Ye Jingtang disappeared into the night. In just a moment, they arrived near an official residence in the city.

The official residence was the residence of the garrison commander of Heichu City. There were soldiers patrolling around it, and there were also some secret guards from the Twelve Institutes and the Zuoxian Palace inside, but these small shrimps obviously couldn't stop the two of them.

After Ye Jingtang arrived at the place, he asked Niaoniao to go back to rest after get off work. He and Qinghe sneaked into the mansion quietly and followed the sound of conversations to the main hall of the mansion.

Fan Qinghe also practiced the Ming Shen Diagram, and was born with six senses. He was still some distance away from the brightly lit main hall, and heard the sound of changing glasses and the conversation inside:

"Li Mou always speaks straightforwardly. My prince has plenty of food, grass, weapons and horses, but there are also many people who can use them. There are dozens of tribes in the Western Sea alone who are willing to serve the prince..."

"The tribes in the West Sea are known for their ability to conquer and fight, and the soldiers and horses from each tribe are elite soldiers. Master Jingkong wants me to support your tribe by supporting your tribe, but I must first prove that your tribe has this value..."

Ye Jingtang was naturally listening attentively and found that the two people speaking had met several times before. She was quite surprised and whispered in Aunt Fan's ear:

"They are Li Xian, the steward of Prince Zuoxian's palace, and Eunuch Xu, the twelfth servant. Who is this Master Jingkong?"

In order to rebuild the Northwest Royal Court, Fan Qinghe, like Master Xuanji, has been traveling around the country and north to look for clues these years. He knows a lot about the situation in the desert and responded softly:

"It seems that he is a leader of the Shatuo tribe. He sent people to Dongming Mountain to buy medicinal materials before..."

Ye Jingtang had only been to Shazhou City as a escort and didn't know much about the situation in the desert. He nodded slightly and continued to listen carefully.

Monk Jingkong in the main hall, although his attitude was quite humble, his tone was very tough. When two senior officials from Beiliang questioned his strength, he said directly:

"Our Shatuo tribe has eight thousand men who are good at fighting. In the past few years, we have annexed other tribes and captured thousands of prisoners to serve as soldiers. As long as we have food, grass and horses, we can think of ways to raise an army of 20,000..."

"Twenty thousand soldiers, with only eight thousand elite men, is considered a hegemon in the desert, but it is nothing if thrown into the tribes of the West Sea. Not to mention the four major tribes, just the Hongshan Gang in Liangzhou in the south, you are not I will definitely be able to defeat..."

"How can a group of horse bandits from the Hongshan Gang be compared with our soldiers? Our warriors are no worse than those from Gouchen, but they are short of food and clothing in the desert. And although our soldiers are not as many as those of the four major Xihai tribes, they are There are two things that are better than the tribes of the Western Sea."

"Oh, Master Jingkong, come and listen?"

"The first thing is the stance - our Shatuo tribe wants to stand on its own, but the opposition is the Southern Dynasty, and we stand on the same line with your country; while the Xihai tribes want to rebuild the royal court, but the opposition is your country, and there is the orphan of King Tianlang Now, it’s more towards the Southern Dynasty.”

"What about number two?"

"The second is the leader. As the saying goes, 'If a soldier is intimidated, he will be intimidated by a whole bunch'. Of the four leaders, two are the ones who can make the most of the situation. The only one who can fight is that King Chen is dead, and King Dong Ming can't. He is a witch doctor, and no one can carry the weight. But our leader is different. He is not only good at both civil and military skills, but also knows how to use soldiers. His personal martial arts skills are also at the peak, far above those of the four major leaders..."

When Ye Jingtang heard this, he was a little confused and asked:

"Who is the king of the Shatuo tribe?"

Fan Qinghe didn't even frown, and thought about it carefully:

"It seems that his name is Huang Liansheng. I heard that he is good at martial arts, but in my impression he is just a desert master. He cannot be compared with the heads of the four major tribes..."

Apparently, it was not only the two eavesdropping people who had the same doubts, but also the two people in the main hall.

Eunuch Xu is one of the twelve servants of Yandu. His martial arts skills cannot be said to be extraordinary, but they are definitely not bad. He responded:

"The main reason why our family and Mr. Li came here is for this matter. Chief Huang of your department said in a secret letter that as long as our court is willing to support and assist, he can help defend against the Night Terror Hall of the Southern Dynasty. You must know that the Night Terror Hall This man is an outstanding figure in the world. Even Mr. Zhongsun of our court can barely suppress him. Why do you dare to praise this Haikou?"

"The leader of my family has been extremely talented since he was a child. In previous years, he went to Yun'an to pay tribute and visited countless heroes of the Southern Dynasty and learned good martial arts. He has been unknown these years. He just takes care of the overall situation and does not want to be suppressed by the fear of the Southern Dynasty. In fact, the leader of my family has From the day I took over as leader, my goal has been to unify the desert, and to do this, I must first kill my anonymous master..."

"You mean, Leader Huang has always regarded Monk Shenchen as his opponent?"

"Yes, Shazhou is the last pure land of Buddhism. Unless Zen Master Shenchen dies, no one can cause war in Shazhou."

"Then Chief Huang is already sure of killing Monk Shenchen?"

"I was arrested in the Thousand Buddha Temple when I was a teenager and worked as a cook for ten years. In my opinion, Zen Master Shenchen is just a flawless golden bell without any flaws. To be honest, I don't think the leader of my family has this ability. But my leader is not People who make false claims and say that they can help fight against the Night Terror Hall can do that. "

"..."

When Ye Jingtang heard this, like the two acquaintances in the main hall, there was a hint of solemnity between their brows.

Fan Qinghe thought for a moment and whispered:

"What a big tone. Can such a domineering person be raised in the desert?"

Ye Jingtang thought for a while and said: "Maybe he is exaggerating his strength in order to trick Beiliang into helping him, but if he blows such a blow, there must be a few brushes. This Huang Liansheng needs to focus on."

In the brightly lit main hall, after a moment of silence, Eunuch Xu spoke again:

"Master Jingkong has been resting here recently. Our family will go back to the Xihai Protectorate to discuss the matter with the imperial court. Then we will return with Master Jingkong to see the leader of your department. If the leader of your department is really as powerful as you say, what can the imperial court give you? It’s not just food, grass and weapons.”

"Eunuch Xie Xu..."

…

Ye Jingtang listened carefully for a while and found that there was nothing important, so he and Aunt Fan quietly left the mansion.

After walking far away, Ye Jingtang said softly:

"Beiliang brought over an elixir. I'm afraid it was prepared for Huang Liansheng. If Eunuch Xu goes back to discuss it, he should bring the elixir with him."

Fan Qinghe walked beside him and asked:

"Are we just sitting here and waiting, or are we?"

"We still need to send Hua Qingzhi to Uncle Hua's place. Let's go there. If we can kill the little Zuo Xian King along the way, will this battle be unnecessary?"

Fan Qinghe shook his head and said: "It's not that simple. Prince Zuo Xian is different from his father Li Kai. He himself can't suppress the tribes in Xihai, nor can he suppress his generals. He is a mascot who inherits his father's legacy.

"There are a lot of sons of King Zuo Xian. If you kill one, Beiliang will just push out another one. After killing them, there will be Prince Li. As long as the army of the Xihai Protectorate does not disperse, the current situation will not change much. On the contrary, You, if you make a mistake and something happens, this battle really doesn’t need to be fought.”

Ye Jingtang thought about it, and said no more at the moment, and quickly returned to the pharmacy of Dongming Department with Qinghe.

As the night got darker, Jiang Laojiu and others had returned after inquiring about the situation in the city. They all went back to their rooms to rest after their long journey.

The lights in the house where Hua Qingzhi lived had been turned off, and there were two steady breathing sounds inside. It seemed that both the master and the servant were asleep. Even the birds who were working all the way were lying on the lounge chairs under the eaves, asleep. personnel.

Ye Jingtang didn't make any movement when he saw this, and quietly landed in the courtyard with Qinghe. Looking up, he saw that the lights were still on in Qinghe's own room, and there was no sound from inside.

When Fan Qinghe saw this scene, he knew that he would be dragged and tortured by the witch later. There was a strange look in his eyes, and he walked aside silently:

"I'll take a bath, you go to bed first."

Ye Jingtang chuckled and put away his thoughts. He came to the house and opened the door to see what Shui'er was doing.

The surprising result is that Shui'er is rare and very serious. She is sitting cross-legged on the tea couch in the room, holding the Ziwu Jue in her hands. She is dressed in white like snow and has an air of immortality. There is no trace of dust or smoke in her cold brows. She seems to be practicing Qigong seriously.

The Night Terror Hall was already agitated, but when they saw such a holy fairy, they just suppressed it, put on a gentle and elegant look again, closed the door and came to the front:

"Practice?"

When the real Xuanji came out of the world, she was like a cold fairy. She was not as strict as Bingtuotuo, but she had a greater sense of distance, as if there was a world between them, they could be seen but always out of reach.

Hearing Ye Jingtang's voice, Xuanji's eyelashes fluttered slightly, but she did not open her eyes:

"I just looked at the moonlight outside and got some insights. You can go to sleep first."

"..."

To be honest, Ye Jingtang said that this was the first time he saw such a serious Shuishui. He was not used to it. He wanted to go to bed by himself, but after taking two steps, he couldn't help but ask:

"How long do you need to practice?"

Master Xuanji made no response.

Because Ye Jingtang was not sure whether Shui'er was really enlightened or was teasing him, he really didn't want to harm the fairy's Taoist heart at this time, so he went to the bed and sat down, not wanting to sleep peacefully, and after thinking about it, he also started to meditate and practice.

Wow~

After waiting for a long time, the sound of water splashing outside disappeared, and then the sound of footsteps sounded.

Tap tap tap~

Fan Qinghe put on a nightgown. He was still blushing and hesitant to enter the room. When he found that there was no movement in the room, he was curious about what tricks the two of them were playing.

Could it be that the witch lay down without making any movement without being beaten?

After hesitating for a moment, Fan Qinghe carefully opened the door and took a peek inside.

Discovering that two perverts, a man and a woman, were meditating at a distance far away, Fan Qinghe was obviously stunned for a moment, entered the room and closed the door, saying inexplicably:

"It's really strange...Is there something wrong with you two?"

Master Xuanji showed no reaction, while Ye Jingtang quickly opened his eyes and hissed:

"Shui'er just gained some insights and is practicing."

"Practice?"

Fan Qinghe didn't believe that the demon girl could do real things at night, but when he saw that the demon girl was serious, he didn't want to disturb her, so he slowly moved to the bed:

"How long will it take for her to realize?"

"I don't know. Why don't you wait?"

"..."

Fan Qinghe felt that the witch was pretending to fool her again, trying to trick her into taking the lead, but there was no evidence. After thinking about it, he sat down in front of the Night Terror Hall and pretended to start practicing and waiting.

What the two of them didn't expect was that after Master Xuanji sat cross-legged on the tea couch for two quarters of an hour, his breath really changed.

The temperament that was originally repulsive to people thousands of miles away slowly began to converge, and even the expression between the eyebrows became softer. At first glance, it seemed that the fairy had fallen into the mortal world, and became ordinary, but within this plainness, there was a hint of romance. The indifference of "returning to peace after seeing through the world of mortals" is ordinary but unusual...

Ye Jingtang had been waiting for Shui'er to complete his power, and suddenly saw this change, his eyes were obviously surprised.

Fan Qinghe tilted his head slightly and said half convinced:

"Has she really realized something?"

Master Xuanji has been in the top three of the Eight Chiefs for nearly ten years, and is not far away from reaching the next level. At this time, he raised his hands, slowly collected his energy and calmed down, and said calmly:

"I've reached the threshold of returning to my original nature. I'm still close to becoming a Martial Saint. It's a pity."

Fan Qinghe sat up a little straighter: "Huh?"

To be honest, Ye Jingtang didn't really believe this, but looking at Shui'er's weather, it did change from when he went out. After hesitating for a moment, he asked:

"You suddenly had an epiphany just as we were leaving the house?"

Master Xuanji shrugged slightly: "Otherwise? Do I have to choose a time to say hello to you? I am the next generation headmaster of Yuxu Mountain. I have been able to train to the top three of the eight masters since I was a child. If you are half-disciplined as a teacher, you may not be half-disciplined. If you have only half of the way to be a teacher, can you really become a teacher like a flower vase?"

Ye Jingtang never thought that Shui'er was a flower vase. After all, from his wife's mouth, he learned almost all of Shui'er's experiences from childhood to adulthood. She was either drinking or playing. Anyway, she didn't do anything serious, so he still stood firm in Ba Kui's position. The top three are both civil and military, and are much more powerful than the normal military commanders.

But when he saw Shui'er coming out of the blue, it gave him an epiphany. It was still a bit unbelievable for Ye Jingtang to send such hard-working warriors.

After Master Xuanji finished practicing the kung fu, he returned to his usual leisurely attitude. He gracefully turned around and stood up straight. Then he walked to the Night Terror Hall and sat down face to face with his buttocks pillowed on his knees:

"Huh? Are you a good teacher?"

Snap!

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound in the room.

Fan Qinghe straightened his clothes, his eyes were filled with anger and hatred, and he almost broke his molars:

"Why? You don't do anything serious all day long. You only drink and spend time. You are not as diligent as Yunli. Why don't you retreat but advance instead?!"

Master Xuanji hugged Ye Jingtang's neck, first kissed her face, then leaned on her shoulders and turned her head to look at Qinghe:

"I've told you a long time ago that for those who practice martial arts, the cultivation of strength is the lowest, and the cultivation of the mind is the highest. The Tao has been based on the desires of the heart and the understanding of thoughts since childhood. If I don't know the Tao, who will? You don't even dare to face up to your true heart. No matter how much you do, , it’s just getting lost.”

Fan Qinghe said unconvinced: "Why didn't I face my true intention?"

Seeing this, Master Xuanji let go of Ye Jingtang and moved aside:

"Then you try?"

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Fan Qinghe obviously understood what the enchantress meant. She originally wanted to be tough with her words, but this obviously turned out to be duplicity. After a moment of hesitation, she turned over and sat on her lap, pulled open her nightgown, and revealed her fair and graceful figure:

"What if I look at it squarely and don't make progress?"

Master Xuanji sat in front of him, looking up and down:

"That's because we haven't done enough. Thoughts penetrate the heart as if it were still water, so it's impossible not to realize it."

"..."

Fan Qinghe still wanted to chat a few words, but found that Ye Jingtang was completely distracted and his eyes were wandering. Finally, he decided to give it a try, held it in his hand and started to learn to do what he wanted.

Master Xuanji noticed that Qinghe's face was still flushed. He closed his eyes and tilted his head to imitate his concentration. There was something funny in his eyes. After looking away, he sat up again and lowered the curtain...

After a few days of rest, I went to Wudang Mountain for a walk, and I feel that my condition has recovered a bit. Thank you for your understanding or2!