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Chapter 757 It’s Chinese Valentine’s Day again ([-]) [[-]-in-[-]]

There are a total of 32 portraits, that is, all the netizens who participated in this task of the system, including Zhou Yaozu, a half-year-old boy.

Each of their lifelike heads was pasted on the huge door panel.

A young man wearing a high crown, wearing a brocade robe with large sleeves and a pair of high clogs in today's hot weather of thirty degrees.

In general, Jin Mujun looked like a celebrity from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. After getting up from a beautiful blanket on the ground, he stood in front of everyone in the yard.

Suddenly a gust of night wind blew by, causing the hem of his brocade robe and the jade pendant around his waist to fly and sway.

For a moment, if you don't care about the situation under this guy's brocade robe, there are a lot of black leg hair looming on his bare thighs.

He has a face as beautiful as a crown jewel, and is unruly and uninhibited. Coupled with such a confident look, he really has the style and momentum of a celebrity in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

In such a situation, Jin Mujun, the young man who had just stood up, looked around at the people in the yard.

When he saw dozens of people in the yard, they looked at him.

Or he lowered his head respectfully, not daring to look at him at all.

Either he showed a flattering smile, but no one dared to express dissatisfaction with him, and his heart became more and more indescribable.

Jin Mujun is the thirteenth disciple among the young generation of Taiping Dao.

Although his ranking among the 28th generation disciples is a bit lower, such a ranking only represents the time around his initiation.

There is nothing at all in Taiping Dao. Only the eldest disciple of the sect is qualified to serve as the next good teacher. Such a smelly rule is similar to the position of the sect leader.

Faced with the huge pressure to continue to pass on the Taiping Dao tradition.

Taiping Dao has long since become extremely realistic when it comes to the selection of successors. Often only the most outstanding disciple can become a good teacher in the future.

In terms of a specific method, it is actually similar to that of a family like the Cui family in Qinghe.

I don’t know who copied whose idea, or maybe under the pressure of reality, both parties chose this method invariably.

In fact, Jin Mujun is considered one of the three or five very strong contenders to be the next Taiping Taoist Master in the future.

On weekdays, he is also very favored by some elders in Taiping Dao, who think that he has great potential.

Although the elders who are optimistic about him are some of the elders in his family; but this is not the point. Being favored and supported by them to compete for the inheritance of the good teacher is all.

In order to go further, distance yourself from other Taiping Dao brothers.

After Jin Mujun paid a lot of money and made a lot of promises in private, he finally had this trip to Chang'an City, and all actions were decided by him.

If he completes the task in the door perfectly this time, his status will be much higher after he returns.

From now on, he is no longer one of the three or five powerful contenders to be the next good teacher, but has become the most powerful competitor.

Of course, if this mission failed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The problem is, no matter how much he thinks about it, he can't think of a single reason why this operation will fail; on the contrary, he has many reasons that are foolproof.

First, the reason why their group from Taiping Road secretly appeared in Chang'an City three months later.

Except for the secluded area where they are located, it is quite far away from Chang'an City.

It's a long way here and it takes quite a while to get there.

Facing the Anxi Army's Xuan Ge Camp, these opponents were not weak in strength; Jin Mujun, based on the mentality of insurance, in addition to leading some yellow scarf warriors, golden armor and silver armor generals in the sect to perform tasks.

He also asked the elder who was related to him, that is, his father.

We invited some other scholars who had good relations with Taiping Dao and sent one or two disciples to help.

After all, there are still various schools of thought that have passed down the inheritance. Although their relationship with each other cannot be said to be of the same spirit, everything is progressing and retreating together.

But after so many years, in an environment where all the scholars' families are gradually declining, it can still be said that they stick together to keep warm.

So the people who acted with him this time were not only elites from the Taiping Dao lineage, but also disciples from other schools, and they came to Chang'an City together.

Even these disciples may not be the strongest among each family.

But he still possesses some of the skills that can be regarded as housekeeping skills.

So these lifelike portraits are just the novelist among them, a novice disciple who is good at painting.

The man only glanced at the target from a distance, then turned around and drew it easily.

The entire process completely achieves the functions of a modern dimensional camera.

With the help of several Zajia disciples, the traces of Hu Biao and others have been traced out clearly. It is basically certain that they will appear there on the night of the Chinese Valentine's Day the day after tomorrow, and there are some arrangements.

In addition to the above, there were also disciples of the Mohist family who helped make some small tools.

The disciples of the medical family will help treat the injured.

The only pity is that the military strategists didn't know what they were thinking, but they didn't send any disciples to participate in this grand event.

Otherwise, with their plans and some hands-on plans, it will be more foolproof.

But even if the people from the military strategist didn't come, Mr. Jinmu didn't think it would be a big deal; because with the power they currently have, they can be regarded as a lion fighting a rabbit against the people of the Xuan Ge camp.

He believed that all strategies were useless under the crushing force of absolute strength.

In addition, when Jin Mujun was practicing in the sect, he also practiced the art of war for a period of time, and he believed that he was no weaker than the disciples of military strategists in this way.

The plan he made for the night two days later was absolutely foolproof.

Finally, after all the above thoughts flashed through his head, Kaneki-kun calmed down and bowed to everyone.

Then, he said in his mouth:
"Jin Mujun, on behalf of Taiping Dao, would like to thank all the colleagues of the Zhuzi Family for their generous help this time. The Zhuzi Family are in the same spirit, and if they are useful in any way in the future, you can feel free to pass on information.

No matter how high the mountain or the river is, we will always come to help.

alright!Putting aside the gossip for now, regarding the actions in two days, Mr.’s action plan is like this..."

In the following time, Jin Mujun explained clearly the plan he had made, and then clearly distributed it to everyone present one by one.

Every time it is arranged for one person, that person will stand up and accept the promise.

That kind of feeling made Jin Mujun very addicted to it, and he even had the illusion that he was the younger generation of the Zhuzi family, always like a spoonful.

I'm afraid that the current great sage teacher Zhang Jiao was not so majestic when he was young, right?
As for Kaneki-kun, the above feeling is an illusion.

That was after the meeting ended and everyone separated. Lord Jinmu, who was satisfied with his ambition, didn't know that the disciples of other Zhuzi families did not go to bed early to recharge their batteries as he had asked.

But without exception, after studying some of them and arriving in Chang'an City, they discovered interesting little things.

For example: A disciple of Mohism is holding a ball bearing and thinking deeply.

He was amazed that he couldn't make this thing, but he was afraid that it would take several months to make one. And where did these people come from, that they could make hundreds or thousands of them in a month?

A female disciple of the medical family, after hesitating for a moment.

Still using a knife, he cut a shallow wound on his white arm and applied some poison.

Then, he took out two small porcelain bottles with wooden stoppers tightly blocking their mouths.

After enduring the sting, he carefully applied the liquid in one bottle to the wound. Then he mixed the powder in the other bottle with water and drank it.

When she did this, those were the two things in front of her, two of the several magical medicines that had recently been born in Chang'an City.

It is said that it has amazing effects on external injuries and illnesses; so as a disciple of a medical family, after she finally got her hands on it, she couldn't help but try it to see if it was that good.

In reality, that bottle of liquid was nothing more than a high degree of alcohol.After multiple distillations, the alcohol content is controlled at around 80 degrees.

The powder in the other bottle is made from ground rice and potato juice, which is made into a culture medium solution, and is finally extracted as a local penicillin.

The former is just that, the latter is a local anti-inflammatory drug, in these days when there is no drug resistance.

If someone takes it, it can really be said that the medicine cures the disease.

The disciple of the novelist was holding a manuscript of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and was looking at it with excitement. He was very impressed by the magnificent and intense story in it and was constantly amazed.

For a moment, I became very curious about the author named Huang Yizhi.

The farmer's disciple was lost in thought while holding a seedling in his hand that, although it had no ears, was obviously thicker than all the varieties of rice in his memory.

In short, Hu Biao and others came up with something that was ahead of its time by who knows how many years.

Only these professionals can clearly understand the amazing, ingenious and powerful aspects of it.

After feeling the amazingness of these things, they obviously had some different thoughts in their minds, but they were very wise and did not show them in front of Jin Mujun and other Taiping Dao disciples...

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At the same time, Lord Jinmu was scolding Fang Qiu and arranging actions in two days.

Location: Guo Luoke is more than three thousand miles away from Chang'an City.

That is, in the Goluo region of Gan Province in the modern plane, under a snow-capped mountain, there is a huge valley that is like spring all year round.

In a small wooden house, Cui Chong, Cui's former Qilin'er and Qianliju, let out a long sigh.

That decadent look was like a lost dog.

A month and a half ago, he finally arrived at this hidden place on Taiping Road after wandering all the way; relying on some arrangements made by Grandpa Cui Qun, he successfully joined it.

Thanks to the family education he learned over the years, as well as his natural intelligence, he continued to be promoted and finally became the 28th-ranked disciple among the 37th generation disciples of Taiping Dao.

However, after reaching this step, the remaining road becomes extremely difficult.

Ever since he was young, he has been recognized as a genius among the Cui family, but here in Taiping Dao, genius is too common.

Not to mention others, there are 36 senior brothers and sisters in front of him.

Whether it is the 17 senior brothers and sisters who are still alive today, or the other 19 senior brothers and sisters who are completely dead and whose graves are covered with grass three feet high, which one is not a genius?
Even if Cui Chong doesn't want to admit it, compared with others, he is not even one of the most outstanding ones.

It was too late to get started, and he was not the most outstanding person in terms of qualifications. Cui Chong fell into a huge confusion and powerlessness for a while, and he didn't know what to do?
You know, after he desperately joined Taiping Dao, it was equivalent to cutting off all the resources of the Qinghe Cui family.

But I never thought that it would be such a result.

Of course, it is not that there are no solutions at present. The Taiping Dao has accumulated countless weird knowledge and methods over the course of thousands of years.

In addition to using secret medicine to polish the body, there are many ways to make people gain strength more quickly, but they are also more dangerous.

It seemed like there was a secret book in front of him. It was said to be created by the 600th generation of virtuous masters 9 years ago. If everything goes well, you can get started in one month, enter the palace in one year, and complete the magical skills in three years. .

But Cui Chong, a ruthless person like him, is also undecided.

Not only is this technique, after more than [-] years, no one can successfully practice it; more importantly, the prerequisite for practice is to renounce the palace.

Finally, Cui Chong, who had been thinking about it until midnight, his eyes gradually turned blood red.

It was due to the deep-seated hatred in his heart and the lack of any way out that he finally decided to risk his life completely.

After preparing hot water and some necessities for treating injuries, he took action.

After taking out a sharp knife from his waist,
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he immediately raised the knife and dropped it.

The next second later, an unimaginable pain hit him.

A shrill scream came from Cui Chong's mouth; it was heard far away in such a quiet night, and it was unknown how many people were awakened.

Then, even the gold sore medicine and linen cloth that had been prepared in advance were not available to treat the wound.

Under the protection of the human body's self-protection mechanism, this guy passed out from pain...

Cui Chong did not die from excessive blood loss until he woke up.

He was surprised to find that he was in a wooden house that was larger, more exquisite, and more luxuriously furnished than his residence.

Before he could think clearly, where was this strange place?

A gentle voice sounded from the position next to him: "Junior Brother Cui, you are awake. I have prepared some medicine for you. Take it quickly."

While he was talking, a woman with extremely beautiful appearance and hot figure helped him up from the bed.

Not seeing the outside world at all made him feel more comfortable.

Another beautiful woman in palace attire held a bowl of soup in her hand, carefully picked up a spoonful, and brought it to his mouth.

Seeing such a scene, Cui Chong didn't dare to open his mouth at all.

Because the two people in front of him were his sixth and No. 20 first senior sisters.

Normally, the two of them had eyes as wide as the sky, just catering to a few top senior brothers and pretending to get whatever they asked for, but even looking at him seemed to be a reward.

Suddenly, the two of them had such a huge change, and he was really worried that there was something wrong in the soup.

As if seeing Cui Chong's worry, Sixth Senior Sister, the wealthy woman holding him, said leisurely:
"Junior Brother Cui, don't worry.

Originally, I didn't get close to you because I thought you were just a mediocre person who was too lazy to waste time and energy.

As for the two of us, we have no chance of winning in the competition to be the next generation's virtuous teacher.

Therefore, getting close to several other outstanding senior brothers in advance is just to make life easier in the sect in the future.

It’s just your actions last night that immediately made me and Junior Sister 21 admire us deeply; let’s ask a man who can even give up anything, what else can’t he do?

Therefore, the two of us, from now on, will only be driven by our junior brother, and we just want to make an investment in advance. "

After hearing such straightforward statements that put interests on the lips, Cui Chong actually believed the two people's statements; because he knew that these two people were the same kind of people as him.

As long as I can perform well in the future, I don't have to worry about any backstabbing from the two of them.

If the performance is not good, everything will be forgotten.

Thinking of this, he raised his right hand with great effort and stretched it towards Senior Sister 21, whom only a few senior brothers seemed to be able to touch.

Senior sister 21 didn't care at all, but started laughing.

For them, these are just talents that can be used, and Cui Chong is now qualified to touch them.

After a while, Senior Sister 21 said: "Junior Brother Cui, take the medicine first, and let's recover from the injury first.

If you are still interested in the future, Sixth Senior Sister and I can do whatever you want; after all, Thirteenth Junior Brother has already gone to Chang'an, and when he comes back with great power, he will be a formidable opponent for you. "

"Senior Brother Thirteen will not come back, so just wait for the good news."

After hearing this, Cui Chong said with great certainty.

No matter what aspect of analysis, it seems that Hu Biao and his people have no chance of surviving; but Cui Chong has an intuition that it must be Hu Biao and his people who survive in the end.

If there must be a reason.

Then Hu Biao and others are destined to be Cui Chong's lifelong enemies. Apart from him, it is impossible for anyone else to defeat them...

(End of this chapter)