In the north of Wushan Mountain, in a huge mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, there is a special temple that has been abandoned for a long time.
The temple is square and square, surrounded by many white columns, and small snakes are wrapped around the columns.
The outer walls are also full of snake-headed priests, using staffs to pray for believers.
In the ruined hall of the temple.
A tall man in a black robe, with black hair casually draped over his shoulders, is carefully examining the murals in the temple.
The man's face is plain, not good-looking, but not ugly, but the skin is indescribably pale and delicate.
That is a special paleness that cannot be achieved even by a woman who is in her boudoir and has not seen the sun all year round.
While the man was carefully examining the murals, several people quickly approached in the forest outside the Temple of Sudi.
"Hurry up! It's going to rain, there is a ruined temple here, and I used to take refuge here when I came here!"
A man spoke loudly with a strong mountain province accent.
"This ghostly place is really amazing! After running so far, there is no way to go to the village, or shop, or even a place to rest." Another man said angrily.
"Okay, okay, we sisters didn't talk, what are you complaining about?" Another female voice sounded, showing a hint of helplessness.
"Isn't this in a hurry and afraid of going wrong? The academy will soon be naturalized this year. If you go late, you may be reprimanded and punished by your husband again." The male voice said.
Soon, a group of six people, three men and three women, trotted quickly into the temple, and before entering the door, a burly man at the head saw the man in black robe standing inside.
He immediately cupped his fists and cupped his hands, "Brother, take shelter from the rain on the way, excuse me."
"Please go ahead. The wild land is not my exclusive property." The man in black robe replied, his voice was calm and there was a sense of deep tranquility.
He turned around and glanced at the few people who came in.
Turning around, his face was also seen by the six people who came in.
"Huh?" Among the six people, one of the women suddenly gasped and stared at the black-robed man carefully, as if trying to identify something.
"You are...Brother Zhang!?" The woman exclaimed and remembered the past.
The man in black robe heard the sound and looked at the woman carefully.
The woman was dressed in a white dress, with a brown mink collar around her neck, her black hair was **** high into a high ponytail commonly used by women walking in the Jianghu, and she was carrying a thick-backed copper ring with a matte gray-black scabbard on her back. Broadsword.
Whether it is the clothes or scabbard on his body, or the money bag worn around his waist, and the fine gold thread decorated on the snakeskin belt, it seems that he has a lot of financial resources.
What makes the man most familiar is that the other person's face...
"You are... Liubai..." The man's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes froze for a moment, and he recognized the other party's identity.
"It's really you!? Brother Zhang!?" The woman is the super fat girl in Tanyang City back then!
Wanyan Road!
The man in the black robe is Zhang Rongfang who has been collecting information on gods and Buddhas outside for the past few months.
Having not seen each other for many years, the two looked at each other and sighed in their hearts.
Wanyan Lu's figure has completely slimmed down. The young girl who weighed 600 catties and had to be supported by a few healthy women to walk has finally realized her original wish.
…
Now she has a pale wheat complexion, her brows are full of heroism, her whole body is healthy and well-proportioned, her long legs, slender waist and chest are like a goddess, she is extremely tall and straight, and she has perfectly transformed into a sunny and healthy beautiful girl.
When Zhang Rongfang saw it, he also gave a sigh of admiration in his heart.
Just looking at Yan Lu, her beauty is only slightly worse than that of a goddess, let alone compared with the image of a **** girl who weighs 600 pounds before.
Wanyan Road also hasn’t seen Zhang Rongfang for many years. At that time, he was still called Zhang Ying, and he pretended to work in Tan Yangcheng.
Now that the old people meet each other, it is really an inexplicable feeling that grows out of her heart.
Immediately, she took a few steps forward and walked quickly in front of Zhang Rongfang. The two were about the same height. She opened her mouth, but suddenly found that she didn't know what to say.
The rest of the companions also showed curiosity at this time.
Wanyan Lu was among them, and he could be said to be one of the high-cold beauties sought after by many in the academy.
But she didn't expect to meet a person who made her lose her composure in this kind of barren mountains and ruined temples.
"Junior Sister Wanyan, why don't you introduce me?" The leader of the six, a man dressed as a scholar with a dagger hanging from his waist, approached gracefully.
He is Zhang Shuoyang, and like Wanyan Lu, he is a member of Chongyang Academy.
The two are also from the same hometown, and he has always been vaguely interested in Wanyan Road.
But due to face and not long contact, I haven't really opened my mouth to pursue it.
"Hmm..." Wanyan Lu also recalled Zhang Ying's identity at this time, and his pretty face changed slightly.
"This is my best friend from Tan Yang, Zhang Ying... Brother Zhang."
She simply changed the pronunciation of a word, and then looked at Zhang Rongfang apologetically.
The latter smiled indifferently.
"Brother Zhang is here alone, he must be busy with something, so we won't bother you." Wanyan Lu quickly finished speaking, pulled a few curious companions, and walked to a corner to speak in a low voice.
Although she didn't meet Zhang Rongfang again, she heard about Zhang Ying's huge change in identity one after another.
I was afraid that some of her friends, companions and classmates would anger Zhang Rongfang and cause trouble to her upper body.
Although she has always had a different feeling for Zhang Ying, it will change after many years.
Especially after hearing about Zhang Ying's increasingly vicious reputation.
The five people were dragged away by Wanyan Road, but Zhang Rongfang didn't care.
Being able to see an acquaintance can be regarded as a solution to the loneliness in my heart during these times.
Alone in the mountains looking for the temple of Bailin is quite boring.
"Is this your former friend?" Bai Lin couldn't help asking in his mind.
"She is just a little girl, how do you talk?" Zhang Rongfang was speechless, "At that time... I was just a small official. She was just a young girl weighing 600 catties..."
"Six hundred catties??" Bai Lin instantly compared the figure of Wanyan Lu he saw just now, and fell silent.
"Okay, let's not talk about this. You have searched for several temples, and this time you finally found all your core statue fragments. What's next?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
"If you want to enter my void, you must have a core spiritual thread combined with a core statue as my host body. I have the core spiritual thread here, but my own core statue can only be collected from various temples." Bai Lin explained, "Now you find a place and assemble my core idol. I will try my best to see if I can pull you into my void."
…
"Good!" Zhang Rongfang lifted his spirits.
His goal for the past three months is to keep trying to investigate what kind of existence the Taixu of the gods and Buddhas is.
Gods and Buddhas have always descended to worship gods and spirit generals to fight, but he has never really seen a gods and Buddha descended from his own body.
According to Bai Lin, gods and Buddhas cannot descend by themselves. If they want to affect reality, they must rely on real objects.
Like gods, like people.
Originally, Zhang Rongfang did not plan to understand the origin and nature of the gods and Buddhas. Anyway, as long as they kill all their believers and smash all the statues, they will fall into the abyss of oblivion sooner or later.
But Bai Lin's words changed his mind.
Gods and Buddhas like Ling Feitian are high above the sky, and all the great spirit soldiers in the world have their spiritual imprints.
If you confront Ling Feitian, if you follow your method, wouldn’t you be killing all the soldiers in the world, maybe even more?
So, based on this point, Zhang Rongfang decided to change the second method proposed by Bai Lin.
The second method can completely kill gods and Buddhas.
Enter Taixu and kill the gods and Buddhas themselves.
But such a thing, I am afraid no one can do it.
If Zhang Rongfang hadn't displayed a terrifying talent, Bai Lin would never have proposed such a method.
For a while, Zhang Rongfang sat alone in one corner of the ruined temple, and the six people from Wanyan Road sat in the other corner.
Both sides light a fire together and rest.
Unknowingly, the rain outside grew from small to large, from sparse to dense.
The raindrops wet the grass and hit the leaves and branches, making a crisp crackling sound.
The five members of the academy were obviously very curious about Zhang Rongfang, and kept asking about Wanyan Road.
Wanyan Lu was tight-lipped and never opened his mouth.
After asking for a while, several people saw that she was completely uncooperative, so they gradually lost interest and began to discuss other matters.
"Have you heard? The new policy has spread from all provinces and districts, and all the way to the prefecture level, there must be pilot sites." A young scholar whispered.
"Your Majesty is wise and decisive today, and he alone bears the heavy pressure of the world. I heard that after the decree was issued, the Great Church Alliance went to the palace several times to negotiate. In the court, many high-ranking people also tried to resist. But although there are many resisters, there are more supporters. !" Zhang Shuoyang, who took the lead, spoke in a casual and natural way, revealing his proud sense of superiority that he could even know the news from the court.
"Your Majesty is changing the fate of scholars all over the world!"
Although the voices of the few people were low, Zhang Rongfang felt it clearly. This distance was as clear as someone speaking carefully in his ear.
Originally, he was learning from Bai Lin how to portray the magic circle that would attract Taixu.
Hearing the chatter here, he immediately thought of the big event that his sister Zhang Rongyu mentioned before.
Immediately, he stood up, came to several people, and clasped his fists: "Excuse me."
Several people got up to return the salute one after another.
"Brother, you are welcome, what can I do?" Zhang Shuoyang asked first.
"Brother Zhang, you can come to me if you need anything, don't be so polite." Wanyan Lu patted his chest and said with a sigh of relief.
"Just want to ask, what is the new decree of His Majesty that you just mentioned...?"
Zhang Rongfang has been running in the mountains, and has not contacted his subordinates for a long time, because the location is constantly changing, and Xiaohong can't send information to him.
Now some information is blocked.
"Is this the case?" Wanyan took a step forward and pulled back Zhang Lianyang who was about to speak.
"It's a new government decree issued a few days ago. His Majesty announced to the world that Confucianism will be separately transferred from the tenth level of the Great Spirit, and listed alongside monks and Taoists! He also ordered all provinces and roads to reset the examination institutes and reopen them. imperial examination!"
"Restart the imperial examination!?" Zhang Rongfang was shocked.
"Why so suddenly!? But what happened before?" He asked immediately.
"Yes, one month ago, the seven branches of Confucianism, together with the schoolmates, and many great Confucianists, went to Dadu to sit and debate with Buddhism and Taoism in the dojo that His Majesty personally ordered." Great Confucianism, won seven battles and seven victories in Daoism. The head teacher of the great sect, Yue Yue, was refuted and was speechless, and finally returned to Tiancheng Palace."
"So far, Confucianism has been re-established, and the imperial examinations have been re-opened! My path of being a scholar in the world is reappearing!" Zhang Shuoyang's words reveal a strong sense of arrogance and pride.
.
/66//.
My attributes practice life
