Jiangnan, Chuzhou, and by the Maiqing Lake.

It was already mid-February, and the south was in a good time for spring to bloom. The birds sing and the flowers were fragrant by the lake, and the beautiful scenery was endless.

In a gorgeous courtyard with the characteristics of Jiangnan water town, the boy sat by the mahogany window, writing something. Occasionally, he would look up and look at the two girls who were facing each other outside. One of them practiced the sword technique called Xuanji sword dance, and the other was originally a sword dance master in the capital. When he used it at this moment, he was like a warbler rising and swallow falling, competing with each other.

The girl named Xiaomeng, this time, was wearing a spring-colored exquisite robe skirt with a willow green color, with a half-arm covered with Yang Fei's color, and a small bottle and quail embroidered on the half-arm, which means "peaceful and peaceful". Her opponent was still a big red robe that she used to wear, and a light blue jacket under the skirt. The two were combed in the same style of flower bun, and their beautiful faces shone under the collision of sword light.

If it was a more leisurely time, Ning Jiang might have appreciated their beautiful and flawless dynamic beauty like a sword dance, but now, it is indeed difficult for him to have such a mood.

He pulled down the curtains, thought while writing the letters he had given to Qin Mo and Qin Kan, called Xiao Ya in, and asked her to send the letters through the secret channels of the Tiandihui. Then he took out another letter and opened them for a while.

At this time, more than half a month has passed since the end of Fengshan Mountain.

In the past half month, the land of China can be said to be extremely quiet.

Although many people think that the world should change, when such a huge change is inevitable, more people are subconsciously at a loss, shocked and waiting, whether it is the chaotic battlefield in the southwest or the prosperous capital of Haojing, at this moment, everyone fell silent.

Just like the tranquility before the storm, even the wind cannot feel a trace, only the layers of dark clouds are piled up on everyone's heads, unable to touch, but bringing people a desperate and deep depression.

During the Fengshan period of Mount Tai, the golden sword of unknown origin did not completely defeat the Wendi Star. Despite this, it completely defeated the Ziwei Star Wall and stabbed into the Wendi Golden Body. The literary energy was lost at an extremely fast speed.

Ning Jiang tried it. At this moment, the scope of his literary energy was at most equivalent to the level of four or five Juren before, and he was still the top scholar. For other Jinshi, his literary energy was at most comparable to two or three Juren.

The literary spirit possessed by the Juren is basically negligible now that Emperor Wen’s star wall was destroyed and Emperor Wen’s golden body was pierced.

After leaving Longhu Mountain, he and Zhang Juchi, the real person in charge of Longhu Mountain, wrote a letter to the court, suing Nanjian Xuanwei Office for accusing the Nanjian Xuanwei Office of accusing the good of being a thief. The paper even hinted that the Nanjian Xuanwei Office of the practice was very likely to force the people to rebel, causing the Taoist sect and many people in the martial arts world to be enemies with the court, and even causing the ridge to fall into chaos like the southwest states.

For the court, how could he care about Yueling at this time? The court, who was afraid that Yueling would be affected by the riots in the Seventh Route in the Southwest, sent an imperial envoy to appease Longhu Mountain and various Taoist sects at the first time. Zhao Shen was dead anyway and no longer pursued him. Xuanwei's deputy envoy Qiu Tianling was forced to bear all the guilt and was taken to the capital. On the way, a group of heroes from the martial arts world suddenly came out, chopping him into meat sauce and whistling away. The officers and soldiers who had always been strong in the past did not dare to stop him this time.

The war situation in the southwest became strange at this moment. When the literary spirit of the Confucian generals became increasingly difficult to play a role, the officers and soldiers were completely unaware of how to fight. The rebellious forces suddenly became hesitant, and everyone was waiting and hesitating.

Ning Jiang understood their thoughts. They were just unable to survive. The people who were forced to rebel were forced to rebel. Under the strong pressure of the officers and soldiers, they could unite and fight against the court and gentry that oppressed them. However, if the Confucianism and Taoism really collapsed, it would mean that the world would be in chaos. They not only had the opportunity to become a force that governed the country, but also had the opportunity to split the earth and become king. The rebel army who pleaded for the people and the powerful who broke the earth and became kings were actually just in a thought. Facing huge temptation, who could maintain their original intention?

Under such a major change, should we continue to work together to deal with the officers and soldiers, or should we take the lead in annexing other surrounding forces to strengthen ourselves and prepare for the future chaos in the world? Seeing that the officers and soldiers are unable to suppress the rebellion in the southwest, it is no longer possible. With the pressure greatly reduced, internal fighting between various "rebels" may be inevitable, but no one can stop it.

There is no movement between the barbarians and Xiling. Maybe they are watching how weak the Chinese literary spirit will be, or maybe they are waiting for the ice and snow to melt. In the previous life of Ningjiang, because there was no "meteorite from the sky", the Fengshan Mountains of Mount Tai was in summer. After Emperor Wen's golden body was destroyed, the barbarians immediately went south. However, this time, the Fengshan of Mount Tai was changed in the first month of the first month, and many things naturally became different.

The court was doing its best to save all this. The emperor issued a series of self-destruction orders, leading his ministers to hang out and worshipped Mount Tai. The great scholars gathered together, slept and slept, arguing about whose fault it was all. Even after the top scholar last year, the top scholar resigned and left, they were all taken out and beaten up, and almost concluded that the reason why such major events happened was all the fault of the top scholar in the new grade.

Until someone felt that a mere boy would not have caused shock to the universe, everyone was right when they thought about it, so they once again said that "all the world is guilty, and the crime lies in the holy man." Emperor Song Shao had to think anxiously, thinking about what he did wrong, which caused the heavens to respond. God was furious, so he continued to issue an edict to guilt, and finally fell ill on the dragon bed in the saliva of the ministers.

Ning Jiang had no intention of mocking the stupidity of the court, just because they did use this method to maintain the Great Zhou Dynasty for 800 years. Even if someone put forward different opinions, those opinions would soon be overwhelmed by the "correct" approach. He could easily see through the ridiculousness of it, but because he was a time traveler, but the limitations of the times were never so easy to break through by the people in it.

It’s a pity that the “correctness” of these eight hundred years is all based on the entire Confucian and Taoist cultural system. When this foundation is destroyed, many things must be changed, but at any time, change is not an easy task.

The letter Ning Jiang was reading was written by Angela Chang.

At this time, Angela Chang, Wu Yunmei, and Qin Ze were already selecting new addresses to conduct "chemistry" research.

When it comes to chemistry, the current focus is naturally gunpowder. Gunpowder is a powerful weapon on the battlefield, but once it starts to be used, the loss of formula is almost inevitable.

Despite this, before entering Longhu Mountain, Ningjiang had already asked Qin Mo and Qin Kan outside to use the network of the Tiandihui and the treasures of the Little Sui Hou Palace to collect saltpeter among the people.

Ning Jiang knew that the formula of gunpowder is not complicated, but the one that really affects the large-scale use of gunpowder is saltpeter. The naturally available saltpeter is mostly concentrated around the pigpens and toilets in the country. However, the refining of nitrate ore is much more difficult. Take the lead and collecting saltpeter on a large scale can prevent the enemy from using the formula of gunpowder even if it is exposed.

The Hechong Gate controlled by the Tiandi Club has the right to collect saltpeter. It is just because of the cooling effect of saltpeter, which makes it an indispensable material for corpses and transporting corpses. The mysterious "five-mile fog" that was created on the way to corpses is also completed through saltpeter. At most, find a reason to say that there are too many people in the southeast, and when it is summer, the demand is too high, and prepare in advance. In this era when no one has begun to truly pay attention to gunpowder, no one will care about this.

What's more, He Chongmen is the lowest among the nine-class people. Those who are arrogant and above all look at them will be wasted and will not care about what they are doing.

At this time, Qin Mo and Qin Kan had already joined Zhang Shao's side, and the brand new method of nitrogen refining provided by Ningjiang also began to be carried out. In the past, the experiments on new gunpowder were only limited to the continuous improvement of the formula, but now, the application of "dynamite packs" has also begun to be put on the agenda. Fortunately, Nanjian Xuanwei Department no longer dares to cause trouble for them anymore, and there are many mountains and hills. Taoism's research on this type of thing is normal in the eyes of others.

Ning Jiang knew that the storm that swept across China was inevitable, and that the direction the entire situation would develop, even he could not grasp at this moment. The soldiers came to block the generals and the water came to cover the earth. At this time, he could only make the worst plans with the greatest preparation...

***

That night, the full moon hung high in the air.

In the forest, a little black cat climbed up to the branch and made a meowing cry towards the full moon in the sky, like a baby girl.

On the grass on the other side, Ning Xiaomeng sat with good luck, sitting under the moon without moving, with a sword inserted beside her, and the mysterious light faintly emitted from her body and her body shone with each other.

Chun Jianli walked past the tree at the other end, looked up at the knife on the branch, and then looked at the girl under the moon. The moonlight in the sky seemed to be attracted by a knife, with mysterious light spots surrounding the knife fluttering. She thought to herself, is this the legendary "absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon"?

And beside Xiao Meng, the sword was obviously no one holding it, but suddenly it buzzed and made a tremolo, as if the whole sword was shaking.

Chun Jianli opened her eyes wide and looked for a while, thinking about how she did this?

If it is a witchcraft such as ghost control, it is natural to operate weapons or objects through the evil spirits that are sacrificed and refined. For example, the black pomegranate controls poison needles through extremely small flying insects, but Xiao Meng obviously does not know how to witchcraft. However, the constantly shaking sword body seemed to be one with her, which made Chun Jianli extremely surprised.

At this time, Chun Jianli already knew that the martial arts practiced by Xiao Meng was called Xuan Ji Sword Dance, but even though she was quite knowledgeable, she had never heard of this kind of sword technique before.

Having said that, could Ning Jiang really understand the cultivation method of animals from that Nine Yin Sutra and let Xiaodao practice into a monster in the future?

Chun Jianli felt that he was a little whimsical.

After walking through the forest and looking up, the full moon was like a silver plate, shining brightly. In these few months, it was the first time she had seen a complete full moon. In those months under Longhu Mountain, let alone the full moon, even the moon could not be seen. When she came out of Longhu Mountain, the Lantern Festival had passed.

Thinking about it now, the few months trapped in the Cave of the Longhu Mountain Ancestral Courtyard of Longhu Mountain were blocked by officers and soldiers outside, they were actually really leisurely. Apart from practicing martial arts, the rest of their time was to play and make trouble, and they were accidentally angry by that guy.

After coming out, although the matter was resolved, he seemed to have become busy all of a sudden. In the past half month, he had no time to accompany her and Xiaomeng. This morning, she and Xiaomeng practiced swords outside his window. If it were the past, he would have finished reading with interest. Sometimes he would comment a few more words, and then make her angry, thinking that he obviously didn't know how to do martial arts.

But this morning, he actually pulled the curtains, as if they were afraid that they would disturb him.

She pursed her lips, feeling a little depressed, but she still didn't dare to disturb him. After all, who is his person? She wanted to be his help, but if there was something really happening, he always told Qin Wuyan and Xiao Yaer to do it. He smiled and angered her, as if he didn't make her so angry that he was unwilling to give up, but she always had no choice but to do anything to him. In fact, she felt a little happy, but after all, she had never become his woman, nor was her sister.

Then is she just her own slutty face left by his side? Is there really a place for her in his heart?

For some reason, on the first full moon night after leaving the ancestral cave heaven, she became inexplicably worried.

When she came to a pavilion outside the forest, she drew out her sword and started practicing it.

The Three Yuan Liuzhu Mind Technique activates the mind, body, and mind turn into the fire of samadhi, and swings out with her sword. This is something she could only do through the magic skill of self-harm and activate the effect of the Holy Phoenix Blood, but now, it is already easy to squeeze.

The firelight swung two large circles obliquely, and her delicate body turned in the air, and her legs quickly intertwined under her skirt, and pointed to the ground. When she twisted her body, the sword stabbed back like thunder. With a bang, the firelight suddenly burst out, like a flash in the pan, gorgeous and stormy.

"Um..." A voice came at this time.

Chun Jianli closed her sword and turned around, holding the sword and bowed to the pavilion: "Master!"

Just as the middle of the day arrived, a boy was standing on the pavilion with his hands on his chest, so the boy was naturally the Bat Master.

Since he rescued Xiao Ya'er that day, he took Chun Jianli as his apprentice. During the days when they temporarily lived by Maiqing Lake, he would appear here every afternoon to guide her sword skills, and usually leave in just one hour.

Chun Jianli was actually very curious. Since he was her and Xiao Meng's master, why didn't he live here too? It was always unclear when he came and went? But Xiao Meng said that because he is the "bat" young master, bats always come out at night and are seen during the day. Is it still a bat? Chun Jianli felt that it makes sense after hearing this, but she was speechless.
Chapter completed!