forget the river mirror

Chapter 13

Mirror Profound Realm, Promise Sect.

It has been three days since Jiang Luo was coaxed well.

After bumping into the big wall for three days, Lin Chuan finally basically controlled Shunpo, and also understood why Qingying could always appear quietly. In addition to racial talent, the extreme speed brought by Shunpo is the most important thing of.

For Qing Ying, Shunpo is as natural as walking and breathing. As long as she enters the state of fighting, the figures that her eyes can catch are all afterimages left by her last moment.

Naturally, Lin Chuan can't reach such a high level, but he can send and receive freely, which can be used as a hole card for breaking out or escaping.

Of course, he didn't forget to communicate with Xiao Zuo in the past few days, and by the way, he fed him a lot of pills that would help the Awakening Realm absorb spiritual energy.

Lin Chuan enjoys the feeling of getting stronger little by little. If he can continue to live in peace like this, it seems to be something worth yearning for.

It's a pity that the heavens failed to fulfill people's wishes. The Beginningless Secret Realm will be opened tomorrow. The three religions of Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and the arrogance of the Qin royal family will all arrive at the sect today.

As the closed disciples of the ancestors, Lin Chuan had to take Jiang Luo and Xuan Jing down the mountain to greet him, and he couldn't break the etiquette.

……

The gates of the frontier city were wide open, banners and banners were fluttering on the thick walls, and outside the city, the heavily armored demonic troops lined up on both sides of the official road.

Lin Chuan and the others stood obediently behind Master Yi Nian, waiting for the arrival of the Three Sects and the royal family.

Xuan Jing tugged on La Linchuan's sleeve, and asked puzzledly:
"Brother, I heard people say that the third princess who is said to be the most beautiful woman in Kyushu will also come. Why do you think people like to indulge in the appearance of skin and flesh? Pink skulls, easy to age, is the skin really that important?"

Although Jiang Luo on the side was expressionless, he subconsciously turned his head to the side, as if looking forward to Lin Chuan's answer.

"What's so hard to understand, everyone has different preferences, some people are greedy for money, some are lustful, some want to rule the world, and some want to live forever, everyone has desires, even you, don't you always want to Do you want to save all living beings?

We don't need to understand the desires of others, and we don't need to oppose the desires of others. It is not easy to understand ourselves. "

Lin Chuan was greatly influenced by Xiao Zuo, and he had a different understanding of these very dogmatic ideas, so Jiang Luo and Xuan Jing would look at him with admiration every time he answered, and this time was no exception.

Master Yi Nian turned his head back in surprise, took a deep look at Lin Chuan, and then laughed until the wrinkles on his face were piled together:
"Xiao Chuan has great roots of wisdom, so it's a pity that he doesn't enter my Buddhist school."

"Don't, uncle, I'm just talking nonsense, you'd better teach the younger brother well..."

Lin Chuan's scalp tingled, and he quickly put away his complacent expression. He hasn't found a Taoist companion yet, so he doesn't want to be arrested and become a monk.

While a few people were chatting and laughing, the sound of hooves getting closer and closer came from the horizon.

Four huge 駮 (bo), pulled a quaint bronze carriage across the void, and slowly stopped in front of the city gate.

Jiang Luo noticed that Lin Chuan was staring at the four strange beasts curiously, so he explained in a low voice:
"That's a 駮. It looks like a horse with a white body and black tail. It has a horn on its head. It has tiger teeth and leopard claws. It sounds like a beating drum. It has the ability to defend soldiers. It is the top of the horse beast."

As soon as the words fell, the bronze carriage landed in front of the city gate. The driver was none other than the old Confucian scholar who was almost engraved on his face by the layman Wangchen a few days ago.

The war horses in the demon army on both sides of the official road all became a little flustered because of the blood suppression brought by the beast. Fortunately, these war horses had all stepped into the demon soil and did not lie on the ground.

Master Yi Nian raised his foot and took a step forward, a mighty and gentle aura spread from his feet, the horses immediately regained their composure, and the four haughty horses also obediently lowered their heads.

Only then did Master Yi Nian perform a Buddha ceremony, and said in a deep voice:

"Benefactor Yang, please stay safe."

"Master Lu, you are too polite, why don't you come here to meet Master Yi Nian? The juniors are not polite, and they are here to disturb your sect this time, and they still look at Haihan."

Yang Qian, who jumped off the carriage, dropped his book bag and called the young people on the carriage to come down, secretly heaving a sigh of relief: Fortunately, it was not Wangchen who came to greet him...

As soon as Yang Qian finished speaking, a strong man over two meters tall jumped out of the car. The Confucian robe that should have been loose was stretched into tights by his knotted muscles.

"Junior Lu Da, I have met Master Yi Nian."

Lu Da respectfully gave a junior salute, and the four young people who followed him also declared their families.

Su Wenqun, a handsome man waving a fan.

Gu Rensheng was expressionless, with an attitude of "no one should enter".

There are also two young Confucian scholars who are about the same age as the young monk, Fang Zhong and Fang Yong.

Among the people of Confucianism, there is not a single woman.

"Everyone is exhausted from the journey. The Wuji Sect has already prepared a banquet at the Chengqing Palace. Jiang Luo, let's take Master Yang and the others up the mountain."

Master Yi Nian nodded noncommittally, and after some casual politeness, he beckoned Jiang Luo to lead people into the sect.

Jiang Luo, who paid the most attention to etiquette in the past, did not speak this time. He just glanced at them with a complicated expression, then turned and walked towards the sect.

"Master Lu is too polite."

Yang Qian cupped his hands at Master Yi Nian, then unfolded the bamboo slips to store the carriage and 駮, and followed behind Jiang Luo.

However, before everyone left, they heard Sanskrit chanting.

The Buddha's light shines all over the world, and the six-tusk white elephant covering the sky and the sun, carrying the great monk and five Buddhist disciples, came from the sky.

"Brother..."

"roll!"

The great monk on the white elephant had just opened his mouth, when the master waved his monk's robe when he thought about it, dragging a group of people into the mountain gate.

The majestic Sanskrit sound stopped abruptly, and the corner of Yang Qian's mouth twitched slightly. He was more and more glad that he didn't meet Wang Chen under the mountain gate, otherwise his result might not be much better.

The eyes of Lin Chuan and the little monk were full of admiration. Just now they were still wondering why Master Yi Nian's temper became so good. Looking at it now, this is the way Mo Buddha should treat guests.

As soon as the Buddhist side was "welcome" into the mountain gate, an old cow pulled a cart and appeared at the end of the official road. The old cow obviously walked very slowly at every step, but it seemed to have the ability to shrink the ground into inches, short In a few short steps, he walked in front of everyone.

The old Taoist priest who appeared in Zhaixing Tower a few days ago opened his eyes in a daze, yawned, got out of the car lazily, and waved his whisk to greet Master Yi Nian:

"Master Lu, long time no see."

"Why is Tian Daochang still so sleepy?"

On Master Yi Nian's dead wood-like face, there was a rare smile...

The old Taoist made a bitter face and didn't respond to the words. He just waved his fly whisk and signaled the arrogances of the Taoist gate to get out of the car and greet him.

Master Yi Nian raised his hand and said:

"That's all right, all right, don't worry about this, Xiao Chuan, send Taoist Priest Tian and the others up the mountain."

Lin Chuan decisively pushed the little monk out, and said flatteringly, "Master, let Xuan Jing go, I want to see what the most beautiful woman in the world looks like."

In Jiang Luo's absence, Lin Chuan did not hide his inner thoughts at all. When dealing with Master Yi Nian, he had to say something. What his uncle hates most is pretending to be smart.

"Alright, Xuan Jing, you go, don't neglect Daoist Tian."

Xuan Jing naturally wouldn't refuse Master's order, but he still gave Lin Chuan an angry look. He was just at a curious age, and he also wanted to know how beautiful the third princess, who was said to be the most beautiful woman in Kyushu, was.

"Why are you staring at me? You are a monk, so don't join in the fun."

"Hmph, I'll tell Senior Sister Luo in a while!"

The little monk turned his head away proudly, immediately put on a standard smile, and led Daochang Tian and his party into the mountain gate.

……

And Lin Chuan waited for an hour.

As noon approached, Master Yi Nian stood at the gate of the city with his eyes closed and rested, neither sad nor happy. Lin Chuan, who was bored, had already dug out his idle books, and lay down on the bluestone by the roadside to read.

"Ok?"

When Lin Chuan saw the 71st chapter "Li Ping'er and He's family entrusted a dream, and the judge cited court rituals", he felt the tremors from the ground, and the war horses on both sides of the official road began to become restless.

As the ground trembled more and more, Lin Chuan finally saw the yellow sand rolling up from the end of the official road.

"Da Qin Hu Ben, this royal ostentation is really not small..."

Master Yi Nian frowned, muttered with displeasure, and then raised his hand to push away the yellow sand that was already approaching the city. Lin Chuan also saw the appearance of the Great Qin Tiger Army.

Thousands of tigers and cardinals, wearing heavy armor and carrying long halberds, were all armored tigers with flames under their claws when they sat down. Before they approached, there was a scorching breath.

"Is that the Zhiyan clan?"

Lin Chuan instantly thought of the Zhiyan family introduced by Lu Youran, but Master Yi Nian shook his head and explained:

"That's the Yanhu, but it's just a wild beast that doesn't enter the ranks. It looks a bit like the Zhiyan clan, and it doesn't have wisdom."

While speaking, the army was already divided into two formations, being driven out of the way by the dragons, chariots and phoenixes behind. The name of the invincible teacher is well-deserved.

Deng Anguo walked in front of Long Che Feng Mou with a solemn expression, and silently gave a military salute to Master Yi Nian.

The members of the royal family in the car did not intend to come down, and the atmosphere in front of the city gate suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Xiao Chuan, take someone up the mountain."

Master Yi Nian greeted him, and his figure gradually faded, disappearing between heaven and earth in a moment.

Seeing this, Deng Guoan hid a wry smile under his helmet.

Master Yi Nian's "One Nian" is taken from "One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon", otherwise it would not be called the Demon Buddha. The Great Qin imperial family obviously wanted to give the Wuji Sect a dismount, so that the Huben army would clear the way. As long as the master is in a bad mood just after thinking about it, it is very likely that all these thousand tigers will be buried here.

In fact, General Deng also had a headache. If he hadn't been ordered by the Grand Master to meet with Patriarch Wuji to discuss matters related to the Sky Mirror, he would not have taken on such a horrible job.

The five princes and daughters caught up by the dragon, the car and the phoenix are all traveling far for the first time, and they are the masters of "Is it the kingdom of the world" when they open their mouths and shut up. They should have been the first to arrive at the border city today, because The twelve princes were still hungover, and waited for him for three full hours.

"General, this way please."

Lin Chuan didn't think too much about it. He didn't care about major affairs in the world, and he was just curious about the third princess when he stayed.

It's a pity that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. As soon as Lin Chuan's voice fell, the twelve princes scolded from above the dragon chariot:
"Children are rude! Seeing the dragon chariot, how dare you not kneel!?"

Deng Guoan was stunned for a moment, cursed secretly in his heart, and subconsciously stood in front of the dragon chariot.

Lin Chuan was also taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud. His face changed only when he had laughed enough. He took two steps forward and asked in a cold voice:

"I, Lin Chuan, dare to kneel! Do you dare to accept it!?"

"Why not..."

The sound on the car stopped abruptly, and General Deng stopped Lin Chuan with a horizontal halberd. At the same time, he sealed the dragon chariot, cut off the sound, and said in a deep voice:
"Little friend stop."

"Stop your mother!"

Lin Chuan didn't talk nonsense, he directly pulled out Xinghe and walked forward.

Although he is too lazy to cause trouble, but Master Yi Nian is not here, at this moment, Lin Chuan's face is the face of Wujizong, if he is willing to give up now, Wu Tian will have to hang him up and smoke him when he comes back.

So Lin Chuan knew he couldn't beat him, so he had to draw his sword forward.

Deng Guoan now has one head and two big heads, and the twelve princes don't know the heights of heaven and earth. At this juncture, he provokes Wujizong. He has the heart to kill, but he has to stop in front of the car.

Seeing Lin Chuan raise his sword and General Deng was caught in a dilemma, a voice like Hong Zhong finally came from the mountain gate:

"Okay, Xiaochuan is back, since Daqin doesn't like banquets, let's wait for the secret realm to open at the foot of the mountain."

The thunder sound of Patriarch Wuji dispelled the clouds that had been covering the five upside-down peaks, revealing the air corridor connecting the five peaks, just like a fairy palace.

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

All the demon soldiers inside and outside the border city drew their blades and pressed them against their chests.

Lin Chuan put on a smiling face in an instant, put away Xinghe and walked away. The suzerain had already spoken, and it was time to pretend...cough it was also done. The general didn't look like someone to be messed with. If he didn't leave now, why not hour?
……

At the foot of the main peak, Wuji Mountain, in the Chengqing Hall, everyone was pushing cups and changing cups. No one cared about the Great Qin royal family at all. The rivers and lakes and the court were inherently opposed.

Since there are princes who don't know what's interesting, it's not a big deal to let them be shut out. Anyway, with a group of lunatics like the Wuji Sect in front, the Great Qin imperial family will not be so stupid as to take the initiative to vent their anger on the three religions.

It's just that the great monk was a little disturbed, not to mention the embarrassment of being dragged into the mountain gate by Master Yi Nian, and the Wuji Sect didn't know if it was intentional, but there were no tables of vegetarian meals in the Chengqing Hall.

The five Buddhist disciples were all silently reciting the mantra of clearing their hearts, for fear that they would break the precept of anger.

……

When Lin Chuan returned to Chengqing Hall, he found Jiang Luo standing alone outside the hall door, looking very disappointed. He thought the little monk had informed him, so he walked over very guilty, and whispered:

"I'm just a little curious about what the three princesses look like..."

"Ok?"

Jiang Luo glanced at Lin Chuan angrily and amusedly. She really couldn't understand what was in her senior brother's head, but Lin Chuan's cautious look still let a bit of sweetness melt into her somewhat bitter heart.

Jiang Luo frowned and asked calmly:
"Are the three princesses pretty?"

"I didn't see it..."

Just as Lin Chuan wanted to explain, Jiang Luo interrupted him and asked softly:

"Then do I look good?"

The veil blocked the shyness that climbed up Jiang Luo's cheeks, but Lin Chuan looked around her, and said firmly:

"Your junior sister's eyebrows... are really good-looking, and she was cute when she was a child, but after you turned 12, you haven't taken off your veil. It's said that women's colleges have changed, but now it's really hard to say."

Looking at this incomprehensible senior brother, Jiang Luo's beautiful eyes were full of evil, he took out the bamboo slips, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth:

"I want a two-word answer."

"Report."

Lin Chuan, who happened to have his back to Jiang Luo, didn't sense the danger, and was still shaking his wits.

"Bang!"

As a result, another bamboo slip was hit on the back of the head.

However, with Lin Chuan making such a fuss, Jiang Luo's mood completely calmed down, and he took the initiative to explain why he was lost just now.

Only then did Lin Chuan know that Jiang Luo was bothered by the fact that Confucianism did not accept female disciples.

Not to mention those sects of Confucianism, even schools in many places do not accept female disciples.

Among the three religions, only Confucianism is the most malicious to women. Kyushu is so big, and there are only female masters who think Confucianism like Confucianism.

Lin Chuan has never practiced Confucian exercises, and he has accepted the idea of ​​equality between men and women from Xiaozuo. He knows that gender should not be a kind of discrimination, but he doesn't know how to comfort Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo doesn't need to be comforted, Lin Chuan has always known that Luo Shimei's ambitions are actually very big, so big that she wants to reverse the perception of Confucian scholars in the world, so that every girl can learn.

"Brother, Uncle Lu told you to go in."

The little monk slipped out of the palace door and called the two of them in. Although they didn't like the false banquet, they couldn't hide outside all the time.

……

Wang Chen doesn't like banquets, Wu Tian is not in the sect, Master Yi Nian has returned to Bliss Peak, and the ancestor of Wuji is too lazy to show up. Of the five giants of the Wuji sect, only Lu Youran was sent to host the welcome banquet.

The atmosphere in the Chengqing Hall was very lively. Although the three religions competed, most of the disciples had been on good terms with each other before.

They don't have to face the invasion of the devil's soil, and they don't have to worry about being enemies of the world. When they are not practicing, they have to participate in some banquets, or exchange their cultivation experience, or simply recite poems to fight against each other.

Lu Youran lay on the main seat bored, letting the great monk and old Confucian Yang Qian flatter each other there, Daoist Tian closed his eyes and concentrated, and didn't bother to speak.

The disciples of the three teachings were all pushing glasses and changing glasses there, only the senior brothers of the Wuji Sect seemed out of place, all of them were wearing heavy armor, and they didn't drink alcohol at all.

Of course, there are exceptions. Zhang Fengnian is like a hardworking bee, wandering among the disciples of the three religions.

When Lin Chuan entered, Zhang Fengnian was chatting with Su Wenqun, a Confucian disciple who was waving a folding fan:

"Brother Su is a talented person. This trip to the secret realm will definitely find a good pet."

"Brother Zhang is too famous. Who doesn't know the prestige of the ancestor of the Zhang family. After entering the secret realm, he has to trouble Brother Zhang to take care of him. Speaking of which, I have always been a little curious about the younger sister Jiang Luo of the noble sect. I heard that she studied under the demon... ... Cough, Layman Wangchen is the most talented woman in Kyushu today, but it is a pity that she is not lucky, I wonder if Brother Zhang can recommend it for you?"

Su Wenqun waved his folding fan, and naturally brought the topic to Jiang Luo.

Hearing this, Jiang Luo was about to step forward, but was stopped by Lin Chuan, and after throwing her a good-looking look, he walked over first.

"Brother Su, why do you want to see my junior sister? But you want to join my Wuji sect?"

Lin Chuan pinched his nose, sat next to Su Wenqun, and politely tripped him up.

Su Wenqun didn't answer, but said unhurriedly:
"Brother, I misunderstood. I'm just curious about how a [-]-year-old woman can be the teacher. This is a big disgrace..."

Lin Chuan really couldn't see his hypocrisy, raised his hand impatiently and said:
"Okay, okay, don't drag the text, don't you just hate people, I was taught by my junior sister, if you don't accept it, we can compare the text."

Su Wenqun still had a smile on his face, but there was a glint of prey (zhi) in his eyes:
"You have self-knowledge. Your Excellency is not a member of Confucianism. Let's forget about the literary comparison."

"Lin Chuan, don't slap your face to make yourself fat. Brother Su just took off Tanhua in the Sanyue Palace Examination. How could he be as knowledgeable as you?"

Zhang Fengnian scolded with a disgusted face. He didn't want to be Su Wenqun's lackey, but he didn't want Lin Chuan to lose face. After all, he was a brother of the same school, and it was his own business to make trouble with his family. But if Lin Chuan loses face now, he will be ashamed. The face of Wujizong.

However, Lin Chuan ignored Zhang Fengnian's kindness, and instead intensified the flames:
"Don't dare to forget it, it's useless for you to give you a chance, a real man is too lazy to do things, and he still doesn't look down on my junior sister."

Su Wenqun's smile faltered, and he closed the folding fan with a "snap", stood up and said loudly:
"Thanks to the hospitality of the noble sect, it coincides with Brother Lin's elegance, and I would like to make a penny comparison with Brother Lin to add to the fun of the banquet."

As soon as this remark came out, the enthusiastic atmosphere in Chengqing Hall stopped for an instant, and then all kinds of applause broke out.

A group of monks are all masters who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. Only the few big brothers on the master seat frowned.

Lu Youran raised her hand to hold back, and waited until the hall was quiet again before asking seriously:
"Lin Chuan, do you want to compare it with Wen?"

"Well, I would like to ask all the uncles to help us to be a witness."

Lin Chuan bowed his hands and saluted, and recognized it calmly.

Lu Youran glanced at him with some displeasure, but she couldn't say anything more, she just nodded silently, thinking that since this kid doesn't appreciate it, let him suffer a little bit, anyway, it's just Wenbi, Nothing big will happen.

The old Confucian Yang Qian next to him felt a bit of bitterness in his heart. This group of juniors don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth. In the realm of the Wuji Sect, they still have to compete with each other. In the end, it will be troublesome whether they win or lose.

Su Wenqun walked to the center of the hall first, without hiding the compassion in his eyes.

"Brother..."

Jiang Luo grabbed Lin Chuan's sleeve, his eyes full of worry.

"It's okay, let's see senior brother vent his anger for you!"

(End of this chapter)