Chapter 3435 Embroidered Tiger gets the idea: scholars are just hypocritical!

Zhong Kui took a deep breath. Although he didn't know why Ruan Xiu was so sure, he believed that what the other party said was true and nodded to show that he understood.

Zhong Kui glanced at Chen Ping'an, who was sleeping soundly on the ground, thought for a moment, then raised his right hand and carved eight large characters on the ground in the air, with silver hooks and iron paintings, vigorous and powerful.

"Everything is appropriate and nothing is taboo."

Then the scholar, who was no longer a gentleman of the academy, returned directly to Tongye Continent without stopping any longer. Zhong Kui came here in good spirits and returned in good spirits.

Ruan Xiu glanced down at the eight characters, patted the pastry crumbs on his hand, and turned around to leave without stopping at Shujian Lake. She had a feeling that her natal aura was being suppressed in the Shujian Lake. Then thinking of the three mysterious figures, she understood that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, and she should leave it to Chen Ping'an to deal with it.

In the small world, Zhou Jue twisted his body. It seemed that he had been sitting on the top of the mountain for a long time. His energy and blood were stagnant and he needed to move. He looked at Zhong Kui and Ruan Xiu who left neatly, and let out a chuckle, his eyes falling. On Cui Han's face, he said lightly.

"Ruan Xiu seems to be aware of your plan. He doesn't want to wade into the muddy waters and chooses to stay out of it. Your chess piece is considered useless!"

Cui Chan's experienced face also showed a bit of surprise. He didn't expect Ruan Xiu Lingjue to be so alert and even vaguely aware of the strangeness and did not act according to his plan. This interrogation became more and more interesting. Every time A chess piece is changing all the time, making the chess game more complicated. Even he, the planner hidden behind the scenes, cannot control the final direction of the chess game.

"It is indeed beyond my expectation, but it is also a novel experience. It seems good to have the chess pieces out of control!"

There was no trace of disappointment on Cui Chan's face, but a faint smile. His chess skills were unparalleled, he could be said to have flawless shortcuts, his aura was diluted, he was meticulous and far-sighted, there were no wrong moves, there were no faint moves, making people feel at ease in the game. Not knowing it, struggling hard, he is a real great player.

But precisely because of this, Cui Chan was restricted by this exhaustive chess power, and his mind formed a strong shackles, which made his chess power lose some unexpected changes, and he has been stuck at the peak of the Immortal Realm, unable to Breakthrough, which is why his chess skills are not as good as Zheng Juzhong's.

Now this questioning situation is an opportunity for Cui Zhang to break through. If Chen Ping'an can't break the situation, Cui Zhang can win the dispute with Qi Jingchun and let his soul get enough insights to help him break through the Thirteenth Realm. level.

If something unexpected happens in this heart-searching game, Cui Han's chess power can be brought to the avenue, reaching the realm of Zheng Juzhong, and it can also allow him to break through the ascension realm.

Therefore, in this heart-searching game, Cui Zhang is both happy to win and happy to lose. He is sure of victory and has already glimpsed the secret of the Ascension Realm. He is just waiting for the final result to make a logical breakthrough.

"Okay, okay, you are worthy of being the embroidered tiger Cui Chan, he has already achieved the great truth!"

Thousands of mysterious traces appeared in Zhou Jue's eyes, and there was a faint aura of awe around him. He took a deep look at Cui Han, knowing the changes in his state of mind. There was a bit of wonder on his face, and he touched his palms and praised.

Qi Jingchun's warm eyes flashed with a gleaming white light, and a wisp of spring breeze blew through Cui Han's body. He was also aware of the transformation that had occurred, and bowed his hands.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother, for being able to understand changes other than the same and realize the true meaning of the Great Dao!"

Cui Han's spirit is lively, and the shining white light blooms, giving him a little more vitality. His decayed body is full of vitality, just like a dead tree blooming in spring, and an iron tree blooming. His old face is white and rosy, and his wrinkles have faded a lot. The breath dissipated, leaving a fresh breath, as if it had been reborn.

"You are still not as good as Junior Brother Qi. You have already stood at the pinnacle of the world and are ready to climb to the sky. I have only just seen the top of the mountain!"

Cui Zhang is very clear that although he has seen an opportunity for breakthrough now, he is still far away from the second lost realm. Now he can only see the back of Qi Jingchun, and he still needs to catch up in order to stand shoulder to shoulder at the top of the human world. And stand.

Qi Jingchun remained silent. Cui Chan was still some distance away from his realm. This was an ironclad fact that could not be disputed.

In the tall building of Chishui City, three flying swords flew around the room, like headless flies, unable to find their target. Suddenly, a spring appeared on the ground of the room. The spring water was gurgling, and the flying swords burst out of the air. Then the spring dissipate.

This is one of the top secrets of the Dali military. It took a lot of effort from the monks of the Mo family in Dali to build it, and of course it also cost an astonishing amount of immortal money.

Cui Chan sat cross-legged on the top of the mountains of Xiaotiandi. He noticed the movement in the outside world. He stretched out his hand and four flying swords tore through the sky and fell in front of him. If it weren't for his spiritual transformation, half of his feet would have crossed the threshold of the Ascension Realm. There is absolutely no way he can tear apart the sky of this small world so easily.

Of course, this is also the reason why Zhou Jue did not interfere. Otherwise, even if Cui Han entered the Fourteenth Realm, he would not be able to easily tear apart this small world.

Cui Chan began to open the four messenger flying swords one by one. Since supporting a flying sword to travel through the gaps in the long river of time requires an extremely staggering amount of fairy money, the length of each detail in the letter is often not enough. be long and word it as concisely as possible.

This is also one of the results of Cui Chan's focus on managing the redundancy of the officialdom after he became the Grand Master of Da Li. He tried his best to speak some language that everyone could understand among Da Li's civil servants and generals.

Cui Chang handled the military and political affairs in an orderly manner and replied to the letters one by one. , while paying attention to the changes in Shujian Lake. Although the outcome of this game will not affect his breakthrough, if he can win Qi Jingchun once in this battle of principles, he will definitely be happy and even happier.

Cui Chan sat silently, using the method of inner vision, with a vague mind. The Nascent Soul sat cross-legged in the natal orifice, and reversed the trajectory of the straight line in the ferry circle, turning it into the yin and yang fish pattern drawn by Taozu in the human world.

Then Cui Han Yuanying stretched out his hand and waved his sleeves, and two straight lines appeared in the circle again, cutting it into six parts. Looking around the circle, there is no longer a distinction between left and right, only endless reincarnation!

Cui Han's mind Yuanying, the more he looked at it, the colder his face became. Suddenly, he pulled out the mind, opened his eyes, and quickly made a secret with two fingers inside a big sleeve, starting with the word "Yao".

"Qingtong Tianjun!"

Cui Han snorted coldly, took out a scroll of Time Map from his sleeve, unfolded it, and pictures appeared in the void in front of him. His eyes wandered around, from back to front, eliminating them one by one, and finally locked on Chen Ping An's time as an apprentice in Long Kiln.

"Old man Yang, this old bastard! He must have deliberately hidden all the traces of Yao Yaotou. My previous deductions were taken to the ditch by Old Man Yang! This damn man must be Old Man Yang A deal with Yao Yaotou! I, Cui Chan, can be forced to death by other Confucian people, and crushed to death by the general trend of the world, but I, absolutely, cannot die stupidly, making wedding clothes for others! "

Cui Han was furious and looked crazy. He didn't expect that he was plotted by Old Man Yang and almost missed some important information. He turned to look at Qi Jingchun who was sitting cross-legged on the top of another mountain, looked at each other angrily, and cursed loudly.

"Qi Jingchun, are you blind?! In the first fifty-nine years of your stay in Lizhu Cave, you were only disappointed. But after you decided to let down the most important part of your life and choose to pin it on Chen Pingan, why did you still ignore it? Just let it go and turn a blind eye!”

Qi Jingchun smiled and said nothing. Now that Cui Han's mind has changed and his realm has improved, he realized something was wrong. Otherwise, he might have been deceived by Old Man Yang, occupied the magpie's nest, and completely made a wedding dress for others.

The smile on Zhou Jue's face was even bigger. Although Qi Jingchun was not as good as Cui Chan in chess, it did not mean that his intelligence was ordinary. On the contrary, Qi Jingchun had great wisdom and was better than Cui Chan. Otherwise, it would be impossible to step into the Fourteenth Realm and stand upright. At the top of the world.

"Dare to praise the skills of the needle with my ten fingers, but don't make my eyebrows elongated. I hate to press gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others."

When Cui Chan heard this poem, his expression changed slightly, he restrained his anger, regained his composure, and began to think carefully.

"Chen Ping'an has three flying swords on his body. In addition to Mr. Zhou's Fearing Flying Sword, which is used to sharpen the martial arts body, there are also two flying swords, the first and the fifteenth!"

"The flying sword named by Chen Pingan as the first grade of junior high school was given to Chen Pingan by the old scholar after the cracks appeared in the painting of mountains and rivers. The second flying sword, Fifteen, was given to Chen Pingan by Old Man Yang, a ten thousand-year-old man. The bastard asked for some worthless junk from Chen Pingan in exchange and gave it to Chen Pingan. Old man Yang named him Fifteen. It was obviously changed according to Chen Pingan's first year of junior high school. It was a random bullshit name. ”

Cui Zhang lowered his head and stared at the fragments cut out one after another using a unique secret method from the picture of the horse running through the river of time.

In the scroll, after Qi Jingchun got the only locust leaf that was willing to leave the branch for Chen Pingan, he quietly turned his head and looked at the highest point of the locust leaf with a sarcastic smile.

Qi Jingchun took this look. But he happened to be looking at Cui Han who was looking down from the outside of the scroll. One inside and one outside, the past and present, the two seemed to be looking at each other across a long river of time.

"Coincidence? On purpose!"

Cui Zhang's anger emerged again, and he looked at Qi Jingchun who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain. His face was livid, and he asked angrily.

"That thousand-year-old locust tree has so many ancestral locust leaves, but only that one has fallen. Are you laughing at the short-sightedness of the ancestors with the surname Huaiyin, or are you laughing at me, Cui Chan?"

At this time, Qi Jingchun changed from her usual gentle and elegant attitude, a smile flashed in her eyes, and she asked naughtily.

"you guess!"

Cui Chang's face was extremely gloomy. He moved his buttocks and behaved extremely childishly. He reached out and slapped Qi Jingchun's face on the scroll. He still didn't understand his hatred and slapped her twice more to vent his anger.

"Is there any junior brother in the world who plots against my senior brother like you? See if I don't have a good fight with you!"

Zhou Jue and Qi Jingchun were surprised. They didn't expect the wily Cui Han to do such a thing, and they couldn't react for a while.

Cui Zhang seemed to have noticed the surprised gazes of the two, his old face turned red slightly, feeling a little embarrassed, and he quickly put away the time map.

Qi Jingchun woke up with a start, with a faint smile on his face, and his warm and elegant voice echoed between heaven and earth and reached Cui Han's ears.

"Since you mentioned breaking up, I wonder if Senior Brother still remembers that one time, my husband won a quarrel between the Buddhist and Taoist families. After returning to the school, he was not very happy. Instead, he rarely drank wine and talked to the rest of us. With emotion, I think back to those days when all the common people whose names were unknown in history books met on the road. Both the sage and the sage dared to talk about their own theories without fear. When they understood something, they laughed loudly. If they felt something was wrong, they argued loudly. I remember clearly what the old scholar was saying. When he spoke, his expression was more generous than when he was debating Buddhism and Taoism. Why is this?"

"That's because the scholar's heart is as high as the sky!"

Deep down in his heart, Cui Luo still regarded the old scholar as his teacher. He almost blurted it out, but realized that he was wrong. After a slight pause, he changed his words and called him the old scholar directly.

"It is a hundred times, a thousand times easier to read and write now than in ancient times, but why are people more and more awed by the principles of the sages of the three religions and hundreds of schools? Confucian students actually feel that their knowledge is destined to be no higher than the sages, and that people today are destined to be inferior to the ancients. Why is there more and more knowledge in the world, but the character of people in later generations is getting shorter and worse?"

The error-free version is being read! 6=9+Shu_bar first published this novel.

"For example, 99% of the people in this Shujian Lake are ignorant and only know how to fight and be fierce and brutal. How can they compare to Chen Pingan, who is only one-tenth or one-twelve?"

Qi Jingchun showed a serious expression on his face, sat down and talked with Cui Luo, and asked questions one after another.

Cui Luo looked slightly dazed, as if he had returned to the days when they were studying under the old scholar, often sitting and discussing and debating with each other.

"Maybe life is getting better and better, and we will become more and more insensitive to the world, just like those high gods in the past!"

Cui Luo came back to his senses, his expression was slightly cold, and he returned to his calm state. He no longer looked at Qi Jingchun, but just lowered his head and said nothing.

Qi Jingchun smiled slightly, and didn't care. He moved his eyes and looked at Zhou Jue who was watching coldly, and asked with a smile.

"Zhou Jue, what do you think of these questions I raised?!"

Zhou Jue smiled, and his face showed a bit of sharpness with interest, and he said with a heavy murderous aura.

"I am not interested in these questions. Sword cultivators of my generation only look at the long sword in their hands!"

"Whether it is the Saint of Etiquette, the Sub-Saint, or the Supreme Saint and Master; whether it is the past, the present, or the future, as long as someone dares to argue with me, I don't care who he is, when, or where he is, I will directly draw my sword and chop him. As long as he can't be killed, then his reason is right. If I chop him to death, his reason is naturally wrong!"

Qi Jingchun's mouth twitched slightly, and Cui Luo was also stunned. As expected of a sword cultivator, he was really simple and rough, not reasonable at all, and only looked at the long sword in his hand.

"Cui Luo, you don't need to argue with Qi Jingchun about the fundamentals of the Tao. As long as your cultivation level can surpass him, he dare not argue with you. As long as you argue, you can beat him, and he won't say a word!"

Zhou Jue looked at the two with a smile, and made a suggestion that he thought was very pertinent.

Cui Luo's face darkened when he heard this, and he secretly complained about Zhou Jue in his heart, saying that a full man does not know the hunger of a hungry man.

"If I could beat Qi Jingchun, why would I have to scheme like this? I would have picked up my weapon and beat him, letting him know that the majesty of the senior brother cannot be challenged!"

"Besides, the reasoning dispute between me and Qi Jingchun is to improve my cultivation level. I hope that one day I can enter the fourteenth level and slap him in the face!"

Qi Jingchun smiled dumbly, not angry. Zhou Jue's words were rough but reasonable. If Cui Luo's cultivation level could steadily suppress him, he really didn't dare to argue with Cui Luo, and would only call him senior brother honestly.

"Mr. Zhou, don't make these jokes. My junior brother Qi and I, whether in Lizhu Cave Heaven or Shujian Lake, these two times were gentlemanly disputes!"

"Gentlemen use words instead of hands, and don't hurt the friendship of fellow disciples!"

Cui Luo said expressionlessly and in a flat tone.

Zhou Jue sneered disdainfully, retracted his slightly disappointed look, looked at Qi Jingchun, and said.

"If you can't beat him, just admit it, don't say these foolish words!"

"Qi Jingchun, otherwise you should consider my words. Cui Luo is only at the immortal realm now. Even if he enters the ascended realm, he is not your opponent. Why bother to argue with him? As long as he doesn't accept it, you beat him until he dares not to argue with you!"

Cui Luo's face twitched and his face was extremely ugly. Zhou Jue was really a guy who watched the fun and didn't mind the big things. He tried his best to encourage Qi Jingchun to suppress others with force and didn't talk about martial ethics.

Qi Jingchun's eyes moved slightly, looking at the uneasy Cui Luo, as if he was a little moved. He pondered for a moment before smiling and saying.

"Live in the broadest place in the world, stand in the right position in the world, and follow the great way of the world. If you are successful, follow the people; if you are unsuccessful, follow your own way. Wealth and honor cannot corrupt, poverty and humbleness cannot move, and power and force cannot bend. This is called a real man."

"Big brother is a scholar, a real man, naturally will not succumb to the threat of force!"

Zhou Jue curled his lips, still unsatisfied, and glanced at Cui Luo who was obviously relieved, and said with some disdain.

"I don't think so. Cui Luo is ambitious and scheming. He still has ideals that have not been fulfilled. If you threaten him with life and death, he will definitely endure humiliation and choose to surrender!"

Cui Luo's heart trembled. It was indeed as Zhou Jue said. His goal had not been achieved yet, and he could not die now. If Qi Jingchun really threatened him with life and death, he would choose to live in shame.

Qi Jingchun shook his head. He and Cui Luo were fighting for truth and gentlemanly disputes, and they could not be suppressed by force.

Moreover, in order to promote his own theory of practice, Cui Luo did not hesitate to betray the lineage of the sage of literature, just to practice the truth and knowledge in his heart. Such a person would not be convinced even if he was suppressed by force.

"Scholars are hypocritical. If Cui Luo dares to play a gentleman's dispute with me, I will make him understand what is a gentleman and what is a sword cultivator?!"

Zhou Jue stared at Cui Luo with cold eyes, which were full of warning. Cui Luo was good at calculating. Although Zhou Jue was not afraid, he was also afraid that he would calculate the people around him. If he was careless for a moment, it was very likely that the people around him would be hurt. He needed to shock this tiger.

Cui Luo only felt that there was a sharp edge between heaven and earth. Suddenly, the road despised him and the world could not tolerate him. A great fear arose in his heart. The whole person seemed to fall into the hell of endless suffering, suffering all the pain and torture in the world, and he would never be reborn.

Cui Luo's face was pale, his eyes were dim, and he was horrified. He immediately understood Zhou Jue's idea and swore an oath.

"Heaven and earth are my witnesses. If I, Cui Luo, dare to calculate Mr. Zhou, my soul will fall into the hell of endless suffering, and I will never be reborn!"