The clouds in the sky suddenly rolled up, and Dan Tai Wenshu's ugly face was buried by the rolling literary spirit.

The clouds roll and unfold without leaving any traces of the morning.

Perhaps the door of the world was locked a little bit again.

Even if Dan Tai Wenshu made important contributions to the Confucian literary fortune, if he wanted to "release the news" through literary fortune, he needed to make a very critical improvement. At the same time, the clerical guardians would not be allowed to close one eye.

Now the Dian Shuozhe is unwilling to close his eyes.

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!

Perhaps Jing Er didn't want to bother the person who was most afraid of trouble...

Zihuai held the chess piece in the palm of his hand and did not speak for a while.

That name that Dan Tai Wenshu doesn't like to hear...

The last transcendent to perform on stage in ancient times, the end of the great era!

In the age of all saints, in the age of mythology, in the age of idle clouds and wild cranes, in the age of the immortals, in the age of the true love, in the age of the true mountains and rivers... Active in the period of disorder before the new beginning of the Taoist lunar calendar, he called himself "The Great Idle Man in the Spring and Autumn Period"

.

He is also an immortal named on the Gate of the World.

His name...is Shen Zhixian.

Bang!

Zihuai lowered his head and took out the hand that was as thin as a knife from his big sleeve. The white chess piece in the palm of his hand suddenly exploded, as if awakening him.

What a...daydream.

It turns out that I have been alone for tens of thousands of years, but I just dreamed of it.

He held the powder he broke into pieces of the chess piece again.

Only then did the voice of a welcoming boy come from the foot of the mountain—

"Zhong Xuanyin, a member of Taixu Pavilion, came to worship the mountain and asked [Mr. Zi] for advice!"

Zihuai lowered his eyes and said, "Please come."

...

...

"Have you heard it? [Mr. Zi] Change the gifts by yourself!"

There are always people in the teahouse, and the water vapor is raised and hitting the lid of the pot.

Jiang Anan—now the pseudonym "Ye Xiaoyun"—is in the elegant seat surrounded by screens, and is alone in a pot of tea, slowly swallowing the wind and frost along the way.

It is not accurate to say "Fengshuang". She was held in the palm of her hand by Jiang Wang since she was a child. When she arrived at Lingxiao Pavilion, she was treated like a princess in Yun Kingdom. Her father died of illness, and her mother's anxiety when she left was the wind and snow of her life. But she fled to her hometown.

The panic was finally gently healed by time.

In her memory, the father loves her very much, and the mother loves her very much, but because of the unscrupulousness between life and death, she cannot be accompanied by her. The elder brother loves her very much, Sister Qingyu loves her very much, Uncle Xiaohua loves her very much, Lingxiao Pavilion is up and down

They all love her. Bai Yujing Restaurant is her home, in Qi, Chu, and Mu, there are people who are very close to you.

Growing up in such a rich love, she has never felt any wind and frost.

But it was the first time she walked alone for thousands of miles, and saw the wind and frost of the world with her own eyes, which inevitably opened her eyes.

Every time she goes to a place, she will write letters to her home, one to her brother and one to her sister Qingyu, sharing what she sees and hears. She only goes through local stations, without any secret techniques or illusions.

The sunlight shone through the pane and fell on her young and burnt face, but the writing was very light.

Her disguise method was obtained from the true teachings of Senior Sister Zhao Wuyan. The original words were "Not a hole can see it." If she was a real person in the world, she could roughly understand the origin of "Ye Xiaoyun" when she saw this disguise method.

Not to be blind.

Think about my brother who had a cloak that was the world...

She has already put all the precious magic weapons given by Sister Yunyun and Brother Guangshu at home. But just the messy secret techniques she usually learns are already the top foundation in the world.

The tea guest next door was still excited: "Who is this [Mr. Zi]? I always hear this title during this period... It's so pretty! It's useless to hear the title of "Mr. Jiang"

!”

"Shh--" Someone immediately stopped him: "Do you want to die? [Mr. Zi] is the leader of the Confucian scholar and the leader of Shushan!"

"This gentleman is not showing any mountains or waters, and is mysterious and mysterious. Now there are frequent movements and is famous all over the world... Is there any big move by Confucianism?"

Someone also said: "The leader of the Confucian scholar has a high status and has the right to change etiquette. But I am afraid that he can only obtain places like Song State. The world is so big that all countries have their own etiquette. On the other side of Shushan, he is just a

Just a decoration."

"What has been changed?" a voice asked.

The first person who spoke said: "[Mr. Zi] changed his etiquette by himself, saying: "It is difficult to change human relationships. If you are close friends, you will be guilty of being dissatisfied."

"Confucian disciples are famous for protecting each other!" One person smiled and said, "Why did you change this?"

"There is no public statement about this matter. According to private rumors, the former president of Qinku Academy Zuo Qiuwu's protection of disciples in the courtyard is one of the reasons why Qinku Academy was invaded by the evil intention. [Mr. Zi] A Confucian name is a name.

The protection of Confucianism led to the danger of contamination of Confucian literary fortune." The first person to speak explained: "So 'the relatives are hidden' should also have a certain limit, which is called 'the relatives are destroyed for justice'!"

The development of Taixu Illusion has made the world of cultivation high and become a topic of discussion in the market.

Of course, being able to make Confucian etiquette clear is bound to be a practitioner of extraordinary origin. These people in the teahouse are not simple. Li Kingdom is becoming increasingly powerful, and there are many people looking for opportunities.

After listening for a while, Jiang Anan felt bored. He slowly finished writing the letter and listened to the debate in the lobby about the leader of the Yellow River Association - the Yellow River Association, which only started in 30 or 30 years, is now starting to argue for others on credit.

Named!

They are all names that can be heard of calluses, Erzhuhe, Fan Zheng, Lu Ye, Zhuge Zuo, etc.

Perhaps because of the reason in Li Kingdom, Erzhu He has the highest reputation for winning the championship, and he is indeed an invincible existence of the same age as Xueyuan.

Suddenly, I heard someone say something like "Jiang An'an" and say something like "A brother likes, a sister likes". But because Jiang Xiaoxia showed too few appearances, not many people really took it seriously.

Jiang An'an sealed the letter, wrote the delivery address, called Dr. Tea, gave some money, and asked to send a letter to a nearby inn. Then he drank the pot of expensive tea in a few mouthfuls and couldn't finish it.

The tea snacks were put into the storage box - the latest storage box of the Mo family today was delivered to her before it was launched. But the squirrel she often brought with her was the one she gave her back then

box.

He wiped his mouth, wrapped his fur, and walked out.

She is now walking with Haoxiafeng, but unfortunately she drinks tea rather than wine, otherwise she would have to shout "Happy".

In the wind and snow that was lifting the curtain, I was just a misunderstanding with someone - that was a woman wearing a hat and covering her face with a thin gauze. Although she had a robe, she could not hide her graceful figure.

The frost wind lifts the curtain and lifts the gauze.

When the fragrance floats, there is a glimpse of the terrifying geese.

Jiang Anan walked forward quietly, but his heart suddenly moved.

She remembered this face, although she hadn't seen each other again for many years, and only had a side face passed by. But in childhood memory, it was very profound - it appeared in too tense moments, too beautiful and beautiful, black veil and red dress, beautiful

The eyes are confused. Especially the farewell with eyebrows and eyes like hooks, the little girl's definition of "beauty" has been influenced for a long time.

My brother said she was...
Chapter completed!