Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 119 Pay attention to everything, and you will gain knowledge

It was close to noon, when Xu Yuanchang came to Xianyu Garden, he could notice the casual cultivators chatting in the hall, and there was a vague fear in his eyes. He greeted him as usual, stood still and spoke to Qi Zaixing and "Old Mo." Chatted a little more.

Don’t come back to this place next time.

If he needs to sell or buy items in the future, he will still go to Baijisi Treasure Shop.

No wonder Shi Wangchen changed his identity and hung out among casual cultivators.

Once the true identity is revealed, a gap will arise.

I didn't see Senior Brother Yin, so I asked Lao Qi and he said he hadn't seen him for a few days, maybe he was out.

Xu Yuanchang walked into the shop on the second floor, smiled and responded to the gentle and generous He Xianzi, walked to the window, greeted An Ciyu who stood up and smiled, and sat down to drink tea.

"Are you not planning to come next time?"

An Ciyu asked with a slight smile.

Xu Yuanchang put down the tea cup and pretended to be surprised: "You can guess this."

He took out a stack of communication talismans and placed them on the table opposite.

After this time, the verbal deal he had made with An Ciyu was settled.

However, he felt a favor to the other party from the bottom of his heart.

An Ciyu picked up the talisman, flipped it through and counted it, took out a hundred spiritual coins to pay, and said with a smile: "In just four years, you have accomplished what most casual cultivators cannot achieve in their lifetimes. You are already two of them." People in this world say, "If you are not envied, you are a mediocre person." Why should you care about their feelings? From now on, you can come as usual, I will serve you with tea."

Xu Yuanchang nodded slightly and asked curiously: "How long have you been the daughter of the pawnshop owner?"

An Ciyu looked a little gloomy, "It has been ten years. I could have resigned this year, but it has become far away."

She didn't like to waste time in the shop in public, so what could the family do if they wanted to confine her here.

Unless she can break through the bottleneck, advance to the third floor, and gain a pivotal position.

But how difficult it is.

She was stuck in the shop, sitting in a well and looking at the sky. She had almost no luck, chance, or hard work. Apart from reading books to pass the time, and being fairly well-informed, she could not go anywhere with a monthly salary.

An Ciyu, who doesn't talk much about gossip, made an exception today and talked more about her depression and sleepiness.

Finely broken, scattered in the forest, as light as drizzle and mist.

Xu Yuanchang listened for a long time, and when the woman in white across from him regained her composure, he thought thoughtfully and said: "I once heard a story about a man who was trapped in a cell and barely saw the light of day. Except for a chess book left by his predecessors, there was nothing. People talked to him, but he had nothing to do. The loneliness and isolation almost made him go crazy and collapse.

"Later on, I devoted all my energy to playing music scores and passed the time studying chess in the Douda cell.

"There were no chess pieces available, so he used grains of rice instead, forgetting to eat or sleep, using concentration to build inner strength and fight against the boundless loneliness. When he came out ten years later, he jumped from an unknown little chess player to a player who had conquered the entire dynasty. The opponent’s top national player.”

He slightly tampered with the stories he heard in his previous life and used them to enlighten women who were in trouble in their family.

He didn't need to understand the reason why the woman suffered injustice. There were many internal fights for power and profit within the Xiuzhen family.

An Ciyu was thoughtful, and then fell into deep thought. She held her chin with one hand and frowned to form a beautiful statue.

Xu Yuanchang gently stood up and left. He just told a short story.

The benevolent see benevolence, and the wise see wisdom.

Everyone has to face different troubles. Behind the glamor, no one’s life is easy.

After coming out of Xianyu Garden, seeing that it was still early, Xu Yuanchang wandered to the academy on the east side of Wendao Street in the north of the city. He was a serious academy teacher. Although he got the position, this was the first time he came to show off.

Because of the annual vacation, the huge academy was deserted.

The trees are deserted and there are few people walking around.

Follow the winding path to a separate courtyard area in the depths, stop in front of Yan Ruoxing's courtyard, and tap three times with your fingers.

After waiting for a while, there was no response, so he would call again.

A man's voice came from behind: "Yan Jiaoyu has resigned from the academy and returned to the sect last month. This courtyard is currently empty."

Xu Yuanchang turned around and thanked the passing scholar, and asked, "Excuse me, fellow Daoist Fu Yingfu, are you still in the academy?"

"Master Fu is studying in Hanmingyuan, and she doesn't have annual leave."

The scholar pointed out the direction and walked in another direction.

Xu Yuanchang was a little surprised. Fu Ying passed the exam and became a tutor in the academy. He heard that the number of teaching places was limited and the competition for each exam was fierce.

I found a large brick and wood second-floor courtyard, asked two people, came to the mansion where Fu Ying worked, and knocked on the door.

Fu Ying opened the door, unconcealed surprise blooming in her eyes, and she almost blurted out and called him Mr. Anonymous again. "What kind of wind brings you, my distinguished guest, Fellow Daoist Xu, here? Please come in quickly."

"I have lived in the countryside for a long time, and occasionally I go to the city to see the excitement."

Xu Yuan smiled and opened the door without closing it.

Fu Ying greeted him and sat down, and said with a smile: "You are a teacher in the academy, how about I help you arrange a room in a dormitory in Hanmingyuan, so that you can have a place to stay when you come here, and teach two classes to the students in your free time. Is it convenient for me to ask you for advice nearby?"

Xu Yuanchang waved his hands and said: "The name of my teaching is 'bamboo shoots in the mountains, sharp mouth, thick skin and hollow belly'. If you ask me to teach students, you are misleading me. I am most afraid of learning in my life. If you, Taoist Fu, drive me away, You can say it clearly, there is no need to beat around the bush.”

Fu Ying was outspoken and smiled toothily as she said, "Before Mr. Yan returned to the mountain gate, he specifically asked me to spend more time with you. Fellow Daoist Xu, you are so unfriendly to others who are thousands of miles away."

"As long as you don't ask me for poetry or knowledge, we will still be friends."

"Hahaha, besides these, what can we talk about?"

"There is so much to talk about, 'The smoke and fire in the world is the most touching thing in the human heart', all kinds of things in the city, beautiful mountains and rivers, anecdotes about rivers and lakes, scenery and food, everything can be talked about. I just don't understand why you scholars have to spend so much time." What kind of poetry and knowledge are you talking about in your head? Are you tired?"

"'The smoke and fire in the world is the most soothing to ordinary people's hearts.' There are many artistic poems, which are thought-provoking when you speak them. Let's talk about poetry, so that I can be more influenced by literature."

"You're here again. Yan Jiaoyu met me on the road for the first time. He stopped the car and insisted on chatting with me about poetry and knowledge, but I refused without giving any dignity. Now that I think about it, I was really ignorant at that time."

"My husband mentioned to me that the first time he met you, he realized that you were different. The thing he regretted most was sending you to the Taoist Palace with his own hands."

"Haha, Yan Jiaoyu praised me. I know how many pounds I have. I am devoted to the Tao and I will live up to Yan Jiaoyu's good wishes."

The two chatted casually, people of the same species flock together, and the conversation was very congenial and relaxed.

I heard from Fu Ying that Liu Nayun worked hard on weekdays and was excellent in all subjects. He still hasn't found his energy yet. He went back to the countryside during the annual vacation a few days ago and wants to return to the academy after the Lantern Festival.

The only bad thing is that the young man is quite thoughtful, lacks sunshine and cheerfulness, and is not as active as other students.

Xu Yuanchang briefly explained the events in Liu Nayun's family so that Fu Ying could give targeted guidance. He hoped that the young man could stick to the kindness in his heart and not close himself off and become cynical.

People who have experienced major changes cannot find resolution and are prone to extremes.

Fu Ying suddenly realized that this was what happened.

The conversation continued until Fu Ying had to go to the teaching building for classes, and Xu Yuanchang asked for the location of the library.

The two separated outside Hanmingyuan and went their separate ways.

Xu Yuanchang showed the jade plaque of the Academy and walked into the library to read books for nearly an hour. Stones from other mountains can attack jade. Since he has this convenience, it is also a good thing to look through Confucian classics to increase his knowledge.

Until it was getting late, I hurried to Wangxian Tower to treat guests.

In the following days, Xu Yuanchang stayed in the city, refining the bracelet carved with green wood glazed stone, familiarizing himself with its uses, exchanging spiritual insights with Lao Shi, He Shutang and others, or going to the academy to read books to improve his knowledge. knowledge.

Sometimes Fu Ying, who has a carefree temper, pulls her to bask in the sun, wander around the academy, and chat about the fireworks of the world and the scenery of the city.

He didn't like discussions and questioning for the sake of knowledge, so he benefited a lot from communicating with talented female scholars, and learned a wonderful art of controlling fire with words and thoughts.

Taoism and Confucianism originally had many similar views, and they could collide with sparks of inspiration.

Insight into world affairs is knowledge, and human feelings are learned.

I waited until the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month and came to the courtyard of Master Meng in Daogong again.

Received a custom set of slim sharp throwing knives.

There are runes floating on the back of the knife.

Meng Chang pointed out: "Each group of three flying knives is divided into three groups, focusing on breaking evil spirits, breaking illusions, breaking magic, and breaking the body. You can perform sacrifices in groups and become familiar with each group's talisman array. It is often unexpected. Perhaps when you advance to the later stage of Qi-Consolidation, your spiritual consciousness will be strong enough to control the entire set of flying knives against the enemy, and the power will be no less than that of ordinary magic weapons."

For the entire set of flying knives that incorporated some fantastic ideas, Meng Chang devoted a lot of energy to refining the magic weapon.

Xu Yuanchang returned to Bailin Valley from the city with a bamboo box on his back, full of harvest and joy.

The Chinese New Year will be celebrated tomorrow.

Wearing a green wood glazed bracelet on his left wrist, he used the bamboo stick given to him by Taoist Master Yanshan as a hairpin and inserted it into his bun. He was inspired by the earthy yellow gold-inlaid hairpin that Yan Yuhan took out to protect the magic weapon. .

He has never been able to figure out the real purpose of seemingly ordinary bamboo sticks.

Maybe to save lives?

Do not leave it unused in the storage bag, use it as a hairpin.

Nothing is wasted and nothing draws attention to itself.

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(End of this chapter)