Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 589 Ping Wenxu

Qingping County, the former Shenfu area.

At this moment, in the ruined field, Meng Luo's body was dark red and cracked, and the sword light on her fingertips, under Zang Chu's terrifying attack, only lasted for a few breaths, and then shattered.

At this moment, the body that was already seriously injured could not see even a trace of blood.

The entire body was completely scorched black.

There was only one pair of eyes left, staring closely at the murderous man who looked like a military master.

In that distorted space, a pair of eyes that had completely turned into dark gold looked at Meng Luo.

The eyes of both sides met, and Meng Luo's body trembled slightly.

Immediately, the luster in the eyes completely lost, turning into a pitch black.

His body was like burnt charcoal, quickly shattered and wiped out in the hot and violent energy.

In situ, only a skeleton infused with gold and iron was left, the surface flickered with a faint luster, like a sword light.

This is the depth of martial arts training, influenced by the will of martial arts, the body is formed naturally.

However, under Zang Chu's scorching and violent power, Meng Luo's only remaining skeleton did not last long, and it was burned red, and even began to gradually distort and deform.

In the end, it turned into nothingness.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Meng Luo was beaten to ashes by Zang Chu.

"Chang Tian is dead, Huang Tian should stand, everyone, why don't you join me on the path of peace?"

At this moment, the Taoist priest stepped forward with a smile on his lips, and at the same time, an ethereal voice of Taoism echoed in the world.

It seems to be the whisper from the sky, and it is also like the call of a close relative.

"I'm waiting to enter the path of peace!"

All of a sudden, a group of guests who hadn't left suddenly showed enthusiasm, fell to their knees, and shouted loudly with tears streaming down their faces.

Looking at the Taoist priest's eyes, there was a trace of fanaticism.

Under the mask, Meng Xiyao couldn't help but gasped, stepped back again and again, and looked at the Taoist priest full of horror.

"Master Taiping!!!"

She was terrified in her heart, she never thought that she would meet the legendary Daoist of Taiping.

For this person, she only heard from the elders of the clan.

One sentence had a profound impact.

This person has advanced to the state of being unobservable, unseeable, and unfeeling.

If he doesn't want you to see, remember.Then even if you stand in front of him, you will only ignore him automatically.

"Uncle Luo!!"

Meng Xiyao showed pain on her face, she only had the strength of the Golden Core Realm, hearing the Taoist's words at this moment, she felt her heart roaring, she was about to be unable to bear it, she wanted to kneel down and bow down!

"Cangtian is dead, Huangtian should stand! Everyone, are you willing to join my way of peace?"

The Taoist smiled, exuding an aura of compassion and compassion, which made people worship.

"I am willing to enter the Taiping Road! I beg the Lord to take me in!"

Immediately, a distinguished nobleman from a famous family cried bitterly, knelt down on the ground, and looked at the Taoist priest frantically.

At this moment, even Meng Xiyao, who was inside the mask, was struggling, and her breath was rioting. Sometimes she looked at Zhang Jiao enthusiastically, and sometimes she was terrified.

"what……"

Meng Xiyao couldn't hold on any longer, she yelled, and fell to her knees, her eyes frantic.

"Zeyang, take this girl and follow me to meet a distinguished guest!"

"Yes, Daoist!"

The elegant middle-aged man used his spiritual thoughts to levitate Meng Xiyao behind him, and immediately looked at Zang Chu who was sitting cross-legged in the field of vision with his eyes closed, and asked the Taoist priest.

"Taoist, Zang Chu he..."

"Just let him stay here."

The Taoist laughed lightly, and the nine-section stick in his hand moved, and a strange and inexplicable Taoist rhyme emerged in the void, and then quickly enveloped the entire Qingping County.

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Looking south of Xinjun City for more than three hundred miles, there is a mountain named Laishan.

Looking from a distance, the mountains and rocks are towering and towering, with strange rocks and strange caves.

It is mid-spring, the glaciers are thawing, everything is recovering, and vitality is blooming. The sunshine of early spring is shining on the endless vast land. The sky is as blue as washing, and white clouds are floating leisurely.

There are green grasses all over the land, and dewdrops are rolling on the tips of the grass, which are crystal clear and shining with charming brilliance, dazzling the eyes.

There are also apes singing, cranes chirping, cicadas singing, and deer singing, all of which are like paintings.

A school of beautiful scenery, just like the Baili Gallery, makes people linger and forget to return, refreshing.

Whenever this time comes, there will be scholars, scholars, noble children, and ladies and gentlemen from Xinjun City to gather with friends and gather in the mountains, either reciting poems against each other, or going out to enjoy the scenery.

On this day, it was evening, the setting sun was shining, and the sky was full of colorful clouds.

In a gazebo, several scholars were talking to each other about recent anecdotes.

As soon as a topic was finished, a scholar surnamed Fan couldn't wait to say: "Everyone, maybe you don't know yet? Ping Wenxu from Pingjiazhuang at the foot of the mountain has been ill for more than half a year. Unclear."

"The Ping Family Manor scattered all their wealth and looked for famous doctors everywhere, but it was of no avail."

"As a result, all the servants in the family are scattered, only a maid and an old servant who is about to die are left with him."

"It's true that life is worse than death, and it has almost become a useless person!"

After finishing speaking, the scholar Fan surnamed shook his head, expressing regret.

"The Ping family managed to produce a janitor. With Han Ting Shibu, they could make further progress, but they didn't expect to fall here! Hey, what a pity!!"

"Is there such a thing?"

The scholar surnamed Wang sitting next to him was shocked when he heard the words, spilled the wine in the cup in his hand on the ground, and said in surprise: "I remember I came here to visit the mountains last year, and Brother Ping personally received him. He is smart Tian Cheng, I have rarely seen him in my life, I thought he must be proud of this year's provincial examination, even Xie Yuan, I am very optimistic about him, how could...such a tragedy happen!"

"Humph!!"

The surname Fan's surname is Fan Dan, whose name is Meng, which is a Confucian sub-sage's character, but he himself has long eyebrows and fine eyes, thin lips, and looks very mean and ungrateful.

Hearing what the scholar surnamed Wang said, he smiled coldly and said: "Ping Wenxu, gentle and elegant, lifelike, and his name is a good name, but this person is young and energetic, and proud of his talent."

"I just thought that he was adhering to the way of sages and sages, saying that there is no distinction between teaching and learning, but he dared to set up a private school outside the academy, claiming that he would not refuse anyone, whether it was a beggar or an illiterate commoner, what's more. woman."

"Xuezheng took pity on his talent, and just let him close the school, so he didn't pursue it anymore. Who would have thought that Ping Wenxu had a dispute with Xuezheng on the spot."

"What, this Ping Wenxu dares to do this, isn't he afraid that studying politics will cut his qualifications as a clerk?" A scholar exclaimed.

Xuezheng was originally in charge of a county school's academic decrees and two examinations at the age and department.

Up to now, he has the qualification to deprive students.

Once Xuezheng is offended, the end can be imagined.

Fan Meng said: "Your Excellency Xuezheng is so noble and upright, he just walked away with his sleeves."

(End of this chapter)