Chapter 105 Confucian Elder

The old man had a long beard and a green robe. He said with a smile, "I saw that Yaoguan City was bustling with people, so I thought I could sell some. But I didn't expect that martial artists nowadays are so impatient and only think about collecting herbs, practicing, and fighting. They have no interest in life and no spiritual height. In this world, martial arts are valued over literature, and there is no etiquette, no moral conduct, no benevolence and righteousness. The etiquette and music are in disarray, and yin and yang are in disorder. How can the world not be in chaos?"

Li Weiyi's eyes lit up, sensing the Confucianism in the other person that was similar to that on Earth, and asked tentatively: "Old senior, what do you think of the six words wisdom, trust, sincerity, benevolence, righteousness, and loyalty?"

The old man looked Li Weiyi up and down, and immediately smiled happily: "I didn't realize that you actually have some understanding of Confucianism. You are very different from those vulgar people. But you are holding a saber that is only used on the battlefield, which really spoils the scenery!"

Li Weiyi was extremely excited. How could there be Confucianism in this world?

Could it be coming from Earth?

That's definitely the case.

Li Weiyi changed his address and said, "May I ask, old sir, where can I learn Confucianism?"

“Are you interested in Confucianism?”

The old man was in a good mood as if he had found a bosom friend. "Lizhou is a wild and barbaric place with primitive and crude folk customs. How can you learn Confucianism? If you want to learn Confucianism, you have to go to the Ten Prefectures of the Central Plains. In Qiuzhou, the Zuozhuan published by Zuoqiumen every year is free for everyone to study. It's a pity that the Zuozhuan is voluminous and the content is complicated. Few people have the patience to read it all, let alone those who have spent their whole lives studying it."

Cultivators from different places have different ways of dividing the Twenty-Eight States of Lingxiao.

Qiuzhou is one of the seven states in the southern border and one of the ten states in the Central Plains. The former is divided according to the region, and the latter is divided according to the sense of superiority in the hearts of the monks in the Central Plains.

"Zuo Zhuan? Zuo's Spring and Autumn Annals?"

Li Weiyi exclaimed, but he didn't quite believe what the old man said about "Zuo Zhuan", which was the classic written by Zuo Qiuming on Earth.

The old man looked bewildered.

Li Weiyi smiled awkwardly and didn't mention the matter anymore. He then went to the calligraphy and painting stall, where one of the paintings caught his attention.

"'The Zen Sea Slaying Dragon'."

The painting depicts a fairy in red, holding a sword and slashing a giant dragon above the sea of ​​clouds. The dragon is as big as a mountain, its scales are as green as jade, half of it is in the sky, half in the sea of ​​clouds, and its blood is like a waterfall hanging between heaven and earth.

The fairy in red is in the foreground of the picture, occupying a very small area, but the contours of her facial features are depicted very delicately, and her cloud-like hair and beautiful hairpins are lifelike.

It is almost exactly the same as the one painted on the tombstone of the bronze ship.

If it’s not Zen Sea Viewing the Mist, then who is it?

"How much is this painting?" Li Weiyi asked.

Finally it was open, the old man was naturally very happy: "Not much, not much, eight silver coins."

"Given the old gentleman's painting skills, it's not expensive."

Li Weiyi thought of something and asked, "Do you have a portrait of Xia Jin?"

The old man was frightened and almost tried to stop Li Weiyi from speaking. "Don't talk nonsense. This is against the taboo. Who dares to draw the demon king and sell it? Are you trying to save your life?"

"Forget it then!"

Li Weiyi just had the sudden idea and planned to buy it as a gift to Master Guan.

"Why don't you take a look at my calligraphy? My calligraphy is amazing."

The old man took Li Weiyi to the calligraphy works hanging under the exhibition, stroked his long beard lightly, and the more he looked at them, the more he found them indescribably beautiful.

“Boom!”

Two giant Danselope beasts as big as houses came pulling a sedan chair. The martial artists on the street cried out in surprise and retreated, making way for a wide path.

"It's the sixth-generation grandson of the Demon King! It is said that it is the strongest person in Yongquan Realm of Tianya Mountain. The Fire Ape of the Law can only be ranked second."

"This is a being with the blood of the demon king, how can it not be powerful? Look, it also has four arms."

…

Above the sedan chair was a yellow canopy woven from cloud silk, swaying in the wind and releasing dazzling clouds of magical energy.

A black ape with four arms sat on a sedan chair, holding two beautiful human beauties in each of his arms, touching them all over. These two beauties were presented to it by Sui Zong and San Chen Gong.

"Yang Yun" of Sui Sect, "Huo Zhanbai" of Sanchen Palace, "Su Yunqing" of Tianyi Sect and "Lu Dingsheng" of Guanhai Pavilion, these four sages of Jiuquan, representing the four major sects, followed the chariot of the sixth-generation grandson of the Demon King, and did their best to please him.

Li Weiyi looked at the approaching sedan chair.

How could the Sui clan befriend the sixth-generation grandson of the demon king? How could they ask the fire ape to help them?

In his mind, he thought of the children imprisoned in the dungeon of the Changlin Gang. It was said that they were going to be sent there to be snacks for some monsters. A sense of anger gradually grew.

The calligraphy and painting stall could not be cleaned up in time and was knocked down by a giant Dane antelope pulling a cart. More than a dozen calligraphy works were crushed into the mud and the old man wailed in grief.

Li Weiyi felt that he was pitiful and honest, and cried so sadly that he planned to go find the group of demon monks to ask for compensation, but was stopped by the old man.

"Young man, don't be impulsive. He is the sixth generation grandson of the Demon King. We can't afford to offend him." The old man grabbed Li Weiyi's wrist tightly.

Li Weiyi had no choice but to give up. If he brought death to the old man because of his momentary anger, it would be self-defeating.

Yao Yin said coldly: "In this world, demon cultivators can swagger through human territory, and many human forces even line the streets to welcome them and offer tributes and flattery. They will regret it sooner or later. How similar is this to the Jiuli tribe back then?"

The old man said, "If we want to blame someone, we can only blame the Lingxiao Palace for losing the support of the people. Yu Yaozi is stupid and issued the Xiaotian Order, which caused the people to be angry and the world to be in chaos. Otherwise, how dare the demon clan do that? The country is not always served, and the monarch and his subjects are not always in office. It's a pity that in this world, no one can make a difference at the moment. The new ruler of the world is still lurking in the abyss, and the long night is hard to see."

Li Weiyi had heard from Yin Jun that the Luantai angel had already come to Lizhou. This old scholar actually dared to scold Lingxiao Palace and Yuyaozi in the street. Was he a coward or a brave one? After Li Weiyi paid for the painting, he left quickly with Yaoyin and Yin Ershiwu.

Just after leaving the city, Yao Yin patted Ning Bai's forehead and said, "Look at my memory. I also want to buy some cultivation resources. How about you go back to the ship first?"

Li Weiyi stared at Yin Ershiwu and said, "Follow her."

…

Back to the boat.

Li Weiyi placed all the twenty-nine jade boxes containing the Poquan needles on the ground, suppressed his excitement, sat cross-legged, and practiced the Yuxu breathing method to adjust his state.

The mind gradually becomes calm and natural, and all perceptions converge on the Shenque point in the navel.

Only when one's condition reaches its best, will he open the jade box, take out the first Poquan needle, and insert it into the Shenque acupoint at lightning speed.

"Does it hurt so much?"

The severe pain almost made Li Weiyi scream, but luckily he managed to hold it back.

As the cold air from the spring-breaking needle entered his body, the pain did not disappear, but became even stronger. Li Weiyi gritted his teeth and restrained himself, mobilizing his magic power to continuously flow out from the nine springs and flow through the 108 scar veins.

All perceptions are always concentrated at the Shenque point.

In just a quarter of an hour, the Poquan needle made of medicinal liquid melted completely.

Li Weiyi immediately used the second one.

When the fifth spring was opened, he could withstand three spring-breaking needles in a row. With his current cultivation and physical strength, he could naturally withstand more.

When those Eight Springs martial artists attacked the Nine Springs ancestral field, not all of them refined their vein marks into silver.

Therefore, in Li Weiyi's opinion, in order to impact the tenth spring, it is not necessary to refine all the veins into gold first.

"It's exhausted again, the third one!"

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

…

"My body is indeed extremely strong now. The fourth one!"

…

It was already afternoon when Yao Yin returned to the boat.

"I've seen the girl."

The two maids immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

Yao Yin had a brocade bag on her waist and was in a very good mood. She asked anxiously, "Where is Sima Tan?"

"Master Sima has been in the cabin the whole time and has never gone out."

Yao Yin ignored them and walked briskly, her skirt fluttering, to the cabin where Li Weiyi lived. She tapped lightly with her jade fingers several times in a row, and waited for a long time before the door creaked open.

"You are...what's wrong with you?"

Yao Yin was frightened by his current state.

Li Weiyi's face was covered in sweat, his hair and pants were soaked, he had just put on his outer robe, his legs were weak and powerless, he kept shaking, and his face was pale.

He said weakly: "Nothing...what's the matter?"

Twelve needles were used in one day, and no matter how the coffin master and the spirit master tried to persuade him, it was of no use.

Master Guan said that he had created a strange and special record that had never been achieved before and would be difficult to surpass in the future.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

Yao Yin looked worried as she handed him the embroidered bundle and said, "I bought all the Light Flame Pills from Tianyi Chamber of Commerce and Guanhai Chamber of Commerce, seven in total, and asked them to go to Jiuli City to gather more. I also contacted Jiuli Temple, and they should be sending a batch over as well."

Li Weiyi opened the bag and looked at the pill bottle inside. His expression, which was originally extremely tired, immediately became more sharp. "Are you stupid? How much money will they make if I buy it from Tianyi Chamber of Commerce and Guanhai Chamber of Commerce? When I become a hidden person, I can directly use the resources of the Hidden Sect, or ask the Hidden Lord to go to the temple to retrieve it!"

Yao Yin whispered softly: "But, I see you really need it right now!"

Li Weiyi met her pair of bright and beautiful blue eyes, feeling mixed emotions, and his tone softened: "Where did you get so much money?"

"I mortgaged several shops."

Yao Yin's face was brightened up after the storm, and he smiled happily, as if he didn't take it to heart at all.

Li Weiyi said, "Your mother left you a large fortune because she was afraid that after her death, you would have no place to stand in the Yaoli tribe and be bullied. Don't do such stupid things again. You'll ruin the family."

"But I have signed some agreements with the two major chambers of commerce, exchanging the shop for the Light Flame Pills they will send later." Yao Yin pursed her red lips and smiled beautifully: "You saved me before, so I'll just treat it as a favor. Don't treat it like a hot potato."

"You are young, and I am afraid that the Yaoli tribe will cause trouble for me and accuse me of deceiving a little girl."

Li Weiyi took note of her kindness and said so jokingly, then asked, "What about Yin Twenty-Five?"

"He went to challenge the Fa Dao Fire Ape!" Yao Yin said.

Li Weiyi's expression suddenly tensed up: "Where did he get the alien coffin?"

You need a coffin from another world to be qualified to challenge.

"He is a great man from the Nine Springs. You underestimate him too much. He can easily get a coffin from another world."

Yao Yin was not very worried. He had seen Yin Twenty-five challenge Yin Nine, and knew that he was very powerful. Even if he was no match for the Fa Dao Fire Ape, there would be no problem for him to admit defeat and save his life.

Li Weiyi knew that Yin Ershiwu had ninety-one veins, and they were almost all silver. This kind of strength was incomparable to ordinary Jiuquan people.

The two big flags on the stage are indeed very humiliating. Any Jiuquanzhi of the Jiuli tribe would be aroused to blood when seeing them.

"boom!"

The sound of a battle collision exploded like thunder on the shore not far from the Yaoqi ship, and the ground shook violently.

Then, arrogant laughter resounded throughout the dock: "Haha, the Jiuli tribe actually has Jiuquan Zhiren. You are quite powerful. Where are you going to escape? Let's fight for another ten rounds. If you can hold on, I will spare your life."

Yin Ershiwu's mouth and nose were bleeding. He fled quickly with a knife in his hand. There was a bloody claw mark the size of a bowl on his back.

Most of his clothes were soaked in blood, and there were bloody footprints with every step.

He never thought that even after he admitted defeat and left the ring, the Fa Dao Fire Ape would not follow the rules at all and chase him all the way.

It is obvious that the monsters in Tianya Ridge are extremely arrogant. They do whatever they want in Lizhou, killing anyone they want and making the final decisions on the rules.

(End of this chapter)