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Chapter 252 The world in the eyes of different people
  Zhonghui College.

It is a holy place that students all over the world yearn for. When you enter the gate of the college, the first thing you see is the statue of the humane saint Zhong Hui Zhenjun. His eyes are deep and his expression is kind.

Behind the statue is a huge atrium. Every day, students from all over Zhongzhou gather here to study. They either discuss romantic affairs, important affairs of family and country, or interesting stories in the court.

Occasionally, a highly respected scholar would sit on the cloud platform in the north of the atrium and give lectures. At such times, the atrium would be overcrowded.

Passing through the atrium are the bookstores, which are surrounded by a six-story library. This is the only way for students to study.

There are independent societies on the left and right sides of the bookstore. These independent societies require certain conditions to join. Behind the bookstore is a huge courtyard, which is divided into more than a dozen small courtyards.

In the northwest corner of the courtyard, next to a small fish pond named "Dingxia", Zhang Xinghuai was wearing a loose cotton robe, sitting on a Taishi chair, holding a book of "Humanity" filled with annotations in his hand and carefully While reading, there was no learned seriousness on his face, but instead a look of joking.

On his right side, there is a black lacquer coffee table with an incense burner placed on it. There is obvious smoke surrounding the incense burner.

When the sun's rays fell on the edge of the fish pond, Zhang Xinghuai gently waved his free right hand, only to see some cracked crystals appearing on the surface of the skin of his right hand.

It's the spirit vein!
  He was using the humanity generated by reading to cultivate the small part of the spiritual veins that had just been planted in his body.

At the entrance, two footsteps suddenly sounded. One was very rhythmic but loud, and the other was very quiet, but could not maintain the same frequency.

"teacher!"

One of the two is Zhang Xinghuai's direct disciple Liu Huai. At this moment, Liu Huai is already in the stage of marrow cleansing, and his energy and spirit are much better than when he first studied "Humanity".

"Brother Zhang!"

The other person is Wang Ping's disciple Wang Yang, who is also one of the current principals of the Wang family.

"sit…"

Zhang Xinghuai pointed to the Taishi chair on the other side of the coffee table and invited Wang Yang.

When Wang Yang sat down, Zhang Xinghuai ordered Liu Huai to prepare tea. When Liu Huai walked away to prepare tea, he asked with a kind Confucian smile: "Has the appointment from the imperial court come down?"

Wang Yang quickly replied: "Yes, my brother's youngest son has been appointed as the fourth-rank Xuanwu General of the Northwest Camp, in charge of the military and political affairs of the government."

"This is just the beginning. We will start working again in two years. First, we will give your nephew the title of Lieutenant of Light Vehicles, and then he will also serve as the deputy general manager of a large camp."

"Is it too urgent?"

"Haha, I think it's too slow."

Zhang Xinghuai laughed, put down the special "Humanity" in his hand, stared at Wang Yang and said: "The situation in the northwest will change in the blink of an eye. If we don't lose, we will be beaten by others. This move is very critical. It will change in the blink of an eye." In the future, it can help us open up the Northwest Corridor. Of course, you don’t have to be too stressed. Things in the world are ever-changing and failures are common.”

"After all, there are two princes in the northwest region..."

"You're worrying too much..."

Zhang Xinghuai directly interrupted Wang Yang and said: "Not everyone is like Mr. Xiaoshanfu..." He said the word 'Lord of Xiaoshanfu' in a low voice, "The fight between the two princes in the northwest is just about face. They have a long history. Lifespan, our little tricks are like children’s play house to them.”

He pointed at the sky, "Even if we break the sky, I don't think they will even look at us, unless... they also want to advance to the realm of the true king."

After hearing these words, Wang Yang couldn't help but think of his master. He always felt that his master was incompatible with everything in this world. The only thing he cared about was the Tao he cultivated.

Thinking about it this way, he understood Zhang Xinghuai's explanation.

At this time, Zhang Xinghuai changed the subject again and said: "Of course, we can't be unscrupulous. After all, everything in this world must be divided. For example, what we are doing this time, one has one, one has one, even the prince is the same. ,do you understand?"

"understandable."

Zhang Xinghuai nodded with a smile, and then said: "Master uncle is about to be promoted. When he is promoted successfully, when we go to see him, we must at least have something to talk about, you know, right?"

"What the brother said is very true!"

At this time, Liu Huai came over, followed by a servant with two cups of tea in his hand.

The two stopped talking in tacit agreement.

After the servant left, Wang Yang said: "Our family has always believed in the way of neutralization. This venture into the northwest is an exception. As for the various government troops on Nanlin Road, we can no longer directly participate in it."

"It's okay, you took the imperial examination, and it's really not good to take the military attache position, but among the three general soldiers on Nanlin Road, your Wang family must have at least one."

"can!"

The conversation between the two basically ended here. After they chatted some more, Wang Yang stood up and left.

Liu Huai sent Wang Yang to the entrance of the college. When he returned to the small courtyard, Zhang Xinghuai was holding the book "Humanity" again and studying.

"Teacher, can my uncle really be promoted to the third realm this time?"    "Why do you ask that?"

"Many people don't think highly of my uncle, and there are even a lot of rumors in the city."

"They are just some clowns. Just let ordinary people discuss it. If there are students or monks discussing it, just find someone to take it down."

"Yes!"

...

Cloud sea grassland.

The Shiquan River that crosses the grassland irrigates this sea of ​​clouds. Legend has it that a powerful cavalry that conquered the North and Zhongzhou appeared here two thousand years ago.

Later, this iron cavalry that swept through most of the Central Province was defeated due to geographical and weather reasons when it conquered the Hushan area. Later, there was no trace of the Yunhai people.

Now in this legendary land, hundreds of walled cities have been built over the past few decades.

The most eye-catching one is of course Yunhai City, which is located in the middle reaches of Shiquan River and is located under the only mountain range on the grassland. It is surrounded on three sides by Shiquan River with many tributaries. It is surrounded by a large amount of fertile land. On one side, it relies on the mountain terrain and has complex construction. military fortress.

All the fertile fields that can be opened outside the city have been planted with wheat. There are also large and small pastures in the distance, where some are raising cattle, sheep, and war horses.

Deep in a military fortress built against a mountain, deep in a huge stone pavilion surrounded by underground water sources in the mountains, there is a cloud bed in the center of a hall with sunlight shining in from three sides. Xia Yao is sitting cross-legged in a nine-clawed python robe. There are countless fine golden threads underneath, which exude a charming halo and seem to connect the earth.

Her soul is also entangled under the golden thread, and it seems to have been completely integrated with the golden thread. At the same time, it is replenishing the energy of her soul. The water stains seeping out of the surface of her body are as sticky as grease, and they are corroding. The skin, but the corroded skin, will be healed by the rich water spirit.

She is using her divine soul to inherit divine magic, and using the powerful divine soul blessed by divine magic to refine the spiritual veins of her physical body to achieve a leap in life levels.

And she has already succeeded more than half of the time, because the water spirit array arranged under her body has dragon blood.

I don't know how much time has passed, but the 'grease' on the surface of her body has reduced a lot, and her soul has penetrated into the sea of ​​​​qi, trying to refine the spiritual veins around the sea of ​​​​qi.

But at this moment, Xia Yao's mouth began to bulge, and then she spit out a large amount of water crystals with a "wow" sound. Then, she opened her eyes. The moment she opened her eyes, Jiang Cun's figure appeared out of thin air on the cloud bed. Front.

"How is it?" Jiang Cun asked.

"It still doesn't work, but I have found a way." Xia Yao exhaled, and some cyan spiritual vein crystals appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't be so anxious. It's already difficult to gather the soul." Jiang Cun comforted.

Xia Yao shook his head, stared at a bright window in front of him and said, "I have one-fifth of Zhongzhou's luck. If this step is difficult, I won't go on the next road."

"There's still time, isn't there?" Jiang Cun continued to comfort.

Xia Yao stopped talking. She stood up and walked off the cloud bed, walked to the window she was looking at, looked at the new city below, and said: "If we go step by step, why do we need to come to this cloud sea grassland? Dongxu Island is the best. The place."

This time Jiang Cun was silent.

Xia Yao breathed out again, spit out all the discarded crystals in his body, and then said: "What happened this time is different from other dynasties. This time, Lord Xiaoshanfu wants to be promoted, even if most people will turn a blind eye. Only one eye, but the True Yang Sect will never sit idly by and watch!"

Jiang Cun stood next to Xia Yao, looking at the city below with Xia Yao, and said: "I hope that Mr. Xiaoshanfu will be promoted successfully, so that there will be one more true king in this world."

"This is the best ending. He rules the south, and we settle in the north and cooperate with the Zhenyang Sect to compete for the spirituality of the north. However, fate converges in the Central Plains, and we must break this situation first."

Xia Yao stretched out his hand to block the sun, looked at the blank sky on the grassland, and said: "His promotion will break the balance of Daozang Palace. Although Daozang Palace is now surrounded by mountains, it has maintained the spiritual balance of the world."

Jiang Cun looked at his wife and said with a smile: "Nothing in this world can be truly perfect. Lord Long just sent us a letter to remind us...this matter is both simple and not simple at the same time."

"Why?"

"According to the established order of maintaining the spirituality of the world, Mr. Xiaoshanfu should not be promoted at this time, because his promotion will affect the overall situation. Regardless of whether he succeeds or not, the land of Zhongzhou will flow like a river of blood!"

"I don't quite understand. If Mr. Xiaoshanfu shouldn't be promoted, why can he control the world?"

Jiang Cun said with a smile: "Maybe there is a certain true king who has been too bored for a long time and wants to bring some fun into his boring life."

He looked at Xia Yao's incredulous expression and further explained: "Just like when we are bored, we will hold some internal competitions in our own dojo."

After hearing this, Xia Yao responded seriously: "This joke of yours is not funny at all!"

"So, it's not that simple. There may be a deeper layout that neither you nor I can understand."

"I hate this feeling. It makes us look like livestock on the grassland waiting to be slaughtered. We can only do useless struggling and shouting."

(End of this chapter)