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Chapter 745

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    Surrounded by mountains, there are thousands of meters of cliffs everywhere. Except for the clear small lake, there are lush forests all around for dozens of miles below the cliffs. Xiang Que followed Qi'an for a while, but he didn't see any buildings here.  Everything looks like a fairyland, although it is already late at night, but looking up at the sky, people suddenly find that the starry sky here seems to be much brighter than the outside world, and there is no obstacle under the line of sight.

    After walking for about ten minutes, there is a cliff in front of it, which is more than 100 meters high. There is only a dim cave under the cliff, and four big and powerful characters are engraved on the cave.

    "Zhongjing Mansion"

    Xiang Que paused slightly hesitantly, looked up with surprise in his eyes, the four characters engraved on the hole were sonorous and forceful, with a vicissitudes and simplicity, obviously the time of engraving was very long ago, but despite the years  In the past, Xiang Que could still feel the strong air of heaven and earth contained in the words under it. After watching for a while, Xiang Que seemed to be aroused by the surge of Dao Qi in his body.

    "Written by the saint himself?" Xiang Que asked in a low voice.

    The brother of Qi'an in front turned around in surprise and said, "I have good eyesight."

    The sage's own handwriting is the handwriting inscribed by the great sage who was honored as a sage in ancient times. Nowadays, there are no more sages in society. Only when a hundred schools of thought contended in ancient times did sages emerge in large numbers. Those who are called sages are admired by tens of thousands of people.  , Contaminated with countless causes and effects, and worshiped by thousands of people.

    The generation of saints, in the world of feng shui yin and yang, is equivalent to the realm of harmony, and the handwriting of saints is even more effective than the handwriting of a country's emperor. After all, the ruler of the country is only respected by the people of the current dynasty, and saints are enshrined from generation to generation.  of.

    The Qufu Confucian Mansion has a radius of hundreds of miles, ghosts and ghosts do not invade, and ghosts detour.

    In a short period of time, Xiang Que had a little relationship with two saints. The former one was the Confucian family he provoked now, a descendant of Confucianism and Taoism, and he judged this one from the four characters in front of him.  The residence of Zhongjing must be the residence of the medical sage Zhang Zhongjing.

    It turned out that the Qi'an master was passed down under Zhang Zhongjing, and this background really shocked Xiang Que.

    "Doesn't it scare you?" Qi'an squinted his small triangular eyes, raised his nostrils slightly and said: "Actually, I have always kept a low profile, did I not realize that I am a disciple of a saint, ha ha,  Xiang Que gave you a big gift and you said why you don¡¯t know how to cherish it, let me ask you, do you regret it a little now?¡±

    Xiang Que gritted his teeth, swallowed, and asked, "The mausoleum guard on Zhongshan Mausoleum"

    "It's my uncle, the only two great elders left in our sect, one is my master and the other is him." Qi'an patted Xiang Que's shoulder with a mean smile and said, "You can, but even my master  Uncle doesn¡¯t even give you any face, it¡¯s not like us, I¡¯ll help you regardless of past suspicions, young man, I hope you will be a little bit more sensible in the future.¡±

    "The saint's disciplemy eldest nephew is lucky." Xiang Que stroked his numbed head, sighed, and said, "When one is born, one is born with great luck."  Come on, isn¡¯t Cao Qingdao going to hang up his life for the rest of his life?¡±

    Disciples of saints is a kind of appellation for the disciples of saints. The orthodox disciples of Confucian Mansion can be called this way, and so can Zhang Zhongjing¡¯s disciples. As disciples of saints, apart from anything else, just one benefit can make people greedy.  That is, the disciple can enjoy the afterglow of the saint.

    There are ten sages in ancient China, but most of these ten sages are relatively watery, such as Du Kang, the wine sage, and Du Fu, the poet sage, who are all honored by people, and they cannot be called saints.  There are only Confucianism and Taoism, the most holy Kong Qiu, the medical and Taoist master Zhang Zhongjing, the martial arts saint Guan Yu, and the sub-sage Mencius and others.

    ?Confucius created Confucianism and Taoism, founded a sect and established a sect, and he has made great achievements for thousands of years, so he is naturally considered a saint.

    Guan Yu valued righteousness and was highly skilled in martial arts. Later generations still worship him. He is a sage.

    ? Zhang Zhongjing is compassionate and compassionate, and practicing medicine to help the world is also a sage.

    These saints have been admired and worshiped by tens of thousands of people for thousands of years. They have accumulated countless karma over the years, just like Buddhist temples.

    Just like, every year on the day of Confucius' memorial ceremony, countless Chinese descendants worshiped Confucius, and every part of the power of worship was collected by the Confucian government.  What is the background, even if there are fewer worshipers in the world now, this accumulation cannot be underestimated.

    Why did Xiang Que walk around the Confucian Mansion? In fact, he was afraid of the holy name above the Confucian Mansion. The saint was too famous in front of him. Even with the backing of Gujing Temple, he didn't dare to be too arrogant to the Confucian Mansion.

    Is that a holy cow?

    At this moment, Xiang Que's eyeballs rolled several times, and his clever little eyes began to blink again. He felt that Cao Qingdao might be sold by him for a good price.

      Qi'an is right, Xiang Que is really ignorant, if he knew that the old man in Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum was a disciple of a medical sage, he would send Cao Qingdao in to become a disciple of a sage.

    At this moment, Xiang Que also understood why the old man of Sun Yat-Sen Mausoleum and Qi'an spared no effort to save him this time. To put it bluntly, he was in the honor of his unborn nephew.

    That old man, if he didn't want to accept Cao Qingdao as a disciple, I'm afraid he wouldn't be worthy of the help of the Sage Doctor.

    "Oh, drinking and pecking are all routines. If I didn't share Lao Cao's luck, how could the cause and effect come from now? It's not a coincidence, it's all fate." Xiang Que sighed faintly  One sentence.

    Entering Zhongjing's mansion, there is a strong smell of medicine coming out of the cave. After smelling the strong medicine fragrance, people's minds are suddenly clear.

    "Just this smell, if you smell it for a long time, it will prolong your life," Qi'an said a little arrogantly.

    Xiang Que took a deep breath, and said: "Alchemy, the medical sage background is really domineering, even this alchemy technique that has disappeared for an unknown period of time still has inheritance."

    "Hehe" In front of him, Senior Brother Qi'an looked back at Xiang Que meaningfully and smiled.

    Inside the cave, there are dense fork roads, which are somewhat similar to spider webs. Above the winding path are holes dug out one after another. Most of the two wooden doors at the entrance of the cave are closed, only the one near the innermost layer is open, and the faint light comes from the cave.  It came out from inside.

    "My master is waiting for you inside, I'm waiting outside with my brother, you just go in by yourself"

    Xiang Que hummed, and walked towards the inner cave. When Xiang Que entered the cave, he didn't see anyone at first glance, but he found a huge alchemy furnace in the middle of the cave.  The flames blazed and burned.

    "Little friend, the fire is getting worse, how about adding some fire for me?"

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