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- Chapter 388 Formula
Xiao Yuesheng's expression softened, he shook his head and showed a smile: "In that case, there is no harm in telling her."
Fang Xueqing's bright eyes opened, and she said hurriedly: "Then Madam must be angry, will she run away from home again?"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Don't worry, Madam has figured it out now and won't do stupid things again. Besides, everything must be told to others, so we can't keep it hidden from her."
"Yes!" Fang Xueqing hesitated and nodded slowly.
She was disapproving in her heart. If this matter was revealed, the lady would definitely be angry. Depending on how angry she was, she would really leave in a rage.
"But the young master looked calm, as if he was sure that the lady would not be angry, alas let's see and then talk.
In the small pavilion, the fragrance lingered, condensing and not dissipating. It was Fang Xueqing's body fragrance. Xiao Yuesheng was immersed in the faint fragrance, pondered for a moment, and said: "Xueqing, I have always wanted to travel around the world and visit some eminent scholars, but I have only been doing trivial matters. It¡¯s difficult to make the trip because of the entanglement.¡±
Fang Xueqing's jade face changed slightly, her eyes focused, and she hurriedly asked: "What do you mean, Master? Are you going to abandon me?"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and shook his head: "It's okay for you to follow me. At first, the disciples of the Infinite Sword were unable to protect themselves. Now after the initiation, I can leave with peace of mind."
Fang Xueqing breathed a sigh of relief and snorted softly: "Sir, why don't we drain the fire and kill the Emperor of Xixia again? If we kill them enough to scare them, we will be honest!"
Seeing her understatement and speaking lightly, Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Killing is not the solution. Xixia must be destroyed."
Fang Xueqing spit out her sweet tongue and laughed. The master's tone was louder than her own. To destroy a country, even if you have martial arts skills, you can't do it.
¡°Besides, many of them are innocent people and they can¡¯t bear to do anything.
She frowned lightly, put her hand on her chin, and thought intently. She walked slowly around, immersed in her own world.
Xiao Yuesheng looked at her with a smile and did not interrupt.
After a moment, Fang Xueqing suddenly paused, turned around, and clapped her hands: "Yes, sir!"
"Oh¡ª¡ª?" Xiao Yuesheng laughed, stretched out his hand, and the white jade cup on the round table flew up lightly, fell into his hand, and took a sip: "Any good ideas?"
"Young master, why don't we assassinate them?" Fang Xueqing's bright eyes flashed with a cold light, and she hummed: "We can't kill all the Xixia people, but we can assassinate the generals leading the troops!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, disapprovingly, and gently shook the white jade cup freely. The faint mellow fragrance spread out and filled the small pavilion, mixing with her body fragrance, making the fragrance a little stronger.
"Why not?" Fang Xueqing asked unwillingly.
Xiao Yuesheng sighed and said warmly: "From the current point of view, this idea is indeed good. Assassinating some Xixia generals can allow the Song Dynasty army to win."
"Yes, didn't we do it last time?" Fang Xueqing nodded her head lightly and stared into his eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Xueqing, you have to think about it, if Xixia is really destroyed, how will our Wuliang Sword Sect deal with it?"
Fang Xueqing pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised her head: "Young master, are you afraid? They will hide their birds and their bows, and the rabbit will die and the dog will be cooked?!"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, took another sip of wine, and sighed: "Our Wuliang Sword Sect can assassinate the generals of Xixia and the generals of the Song Dynasty. How can we have no scruples?!"
"Well" Fang Xueqing suddenly understood and nodded: "Yes, they will feel that there is a sword hanging above their heads and it will fall at any time!"
Fang Xueqing pondered, her face changing, and suddenly she clapped her hands again: "Sir, we can disguise ourselves and cover our faces so that no one can see who we are!"
Xiao Yuesheng laughed, nodded and said: "This is a good idea!"
Fang Xueqing laughed: "We do things without leaving our names, really, no! Someone will suspect us!"
Her expression suddenly changed, she pondered for a moment, then raised her head and said, "Young Master, we have to pretend to be someone else to relieve other people's suspicions!"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly, showing relief.
"Which faction should we pretend to be?" Fang Xueqing stroked her smooth and pretty chin, thinking intently, and murmured to herself, seriously and focused.
Xiao Yuesheng looked at her with a smile, feeling that she was so beautiful and heart-warming.
He took a breath, calmed his mind, waved his hands, and said with a smile: "Xue Qing, don't think about it anymore, I want to establish a new sect."
Fang Xueqing woke up from her deep thoughts and looked up at him in surprise: "A new sect?"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ??: "Let's call it Taiqingguan."
Fang Xueqing stared at him blankly, her bright eyes flashing like clear waves. She hurriedly asked: "Did the young master really do it, or was he trying to hide it from others?"
"Really!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and took a sip of wine.
Fang Xueqing stared at him, thought for a while, and asked doubtfully: "What is the young master going to do?"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Tai Qing Guan is a monastic sect. It transcends the martial arts world and stays in seclusion. It just concentrates on cultivating Taoism."
"Isn't that the inner courtyard of the Wuliang Sword Sect?"
"Yes, exactly!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly and sighed: "If you want to focus on cultivating Taoism, but you are still involved with Wuliang Sword, it will distract him."
"The Infinite Sword is divided into twothis is a good idea!" Fang Xueqing nodded.
While the two were talking, Chun Niang came curling up. A gust of wind blew, and her lake green gown fluttered, as if her whole body was swaying with the wind.
When she came closer, she put on her clothes as a courtesy and chuckled: "Sir, the officials are here again!"
Xiao Yuesheng raised his brows and smiled: "He has good information!"
"Who made him belong to the emperor?" Fang Xueqing pursed her lips and smiled softly, and said: "Young Master, since the official family is here, we can't neglect it."
Xiao Yuesheng flicked the white jade cup with his fingers and sighed: "Let's go and have a look."
The white jade cup slowly fell to the table. He stood up, stepped out of the small pavilion, followed the path winding around the grass, passed through the moon gate, walked a little further, passed through the inner courtyard, and passed through a moon gate again. forecourt.
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Xiao Yuesheng walked with his hands behind his back, walking calmly and approaching slowly. Four of them turned their heads and looked over, their eyes flashing like lightning. The remaining dozen people remained motionless and did not turn around to look.
They were looking in different directions. The person in charge of this direction turned to look, while the people in other directions were unmoved and ignored them.
Fang Xueqing and Chunniang were walking behind Xiao Yuesheng, and she whispered: "Sister Chunniang, look at their guards, we guys from the Infinite Sect are still far behind!"
Chun Niang smiled softly, nodded slightly, and her bright eyes glanced over these guards like water. They each held their swords in front of their chests, their expressions were solemn, but they seemed to be relaxed.
The body is relaxed, but when more than a dozen people gather together and stand in their respective directions, it feels like a prison, and even though they are so far away, they feel chilly.
She sighed in her heart, this is the real guard! The soldiers who conquered the enemy without fighting, such a formation, has reminded those who want to assassinate, not to break in easily.
Xiao Yuesheng walked calmly, without stopping, and slowly came to the bottom of the steps. The guards remained motionless and allowed the three of them to approach.
"Mr. Xiao is here¡ª¡ª!" Suddenly there was a voice singing, and he was stepping up to the first step.
Immediately, the door curtain was opened, revealing a childlike face with white beard and eyebrows. The face was as red as that of a baby, with a kind and honest face.
He lifted the door curtain, bowed, looked humble, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao, the officials have been waiting for a long time, please come in quickly!"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Thank you, Eunuch Cheng!"
¡°I don¡¯t dare to be a slave, Mr. Xiao is too polite!¡± Eunuch Cheng shook his head hurriedly and said with a smile: ¡°Mr. Xiao, please¡ª!¡±
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, stepped up the steps, and entered the threshold of the hall.
Xiao Yuesheng felt pity for these disabled people, and also knew that they were overly sensitive and fragile, and their self-esteem could be easily hurt if they were not careful, so it was better to be polite.
As soon as he stepped into the hall, a figure rushed forward, stretched out his hand and laughed: "Mr. Xiao, you are here, haha!"
Xiao Yuesheng clasped his fists and smiled: "I have met Your Majesty."
Zhe Zong was wearing a long purple gown. His face was fair and a little less bloody. He seemed to be pale, and his eyes were a little dull.
At this time, he had a smile on his face, his eyes suddenly flashed with light, and he laughed loudly: "No gifts, no gifts! Where have you been, sir?!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said, "I'm going to go for a walk to relax."
"Alas I really envy you sir!" Zhezong shook his head and sighed, smiling bitterly: "I stay in the forbidden palace all day long. I want to come out, but I have been discouraged countless times, and my interest has long been lost!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "In the world, there are gains and losses. Your Majesty controls the world and controls the world. He has a heavy responsibility. How can you do whatever you want?"
"That's right!" Zhe Zong agreed deeply and sighed with emotion: "Everyone in the world thinks that the emperor can do everything he wants and do whatever he wants, but they don't know what's going on.Where? "
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "The common people have the suffering of the common people, and the emperor has the suffering of the emperor. The world is a sea of ??suffering, and everyone is struggling in it in order to find relief."
"Oh?" Zhe Zong raised his slender eyebrows: "Sir, you still believe in Buddhism?"
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't believe in anything, but some of what Buddhism says does make sense. I agree with it, but there are also things I don't agree with."
"Scared me!" Zhe Zong laughed, shook his head and said: "Buddhism is no longer established now, and I don't agree with some of the truths you said."
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, Buddhism and Taoism have always been one after another. As time goes by and dynasties change, the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has always been running through it.
In today's era, because several emperors of the Song Dynasty believed in Taoism, Taoism flourished and Buddhism was at a disadvantage. But one day Buddhism will flourish. It is difficult to distinguish between the two.
Immediately, the two began to talk about Taoism, scriptures and mysteries. They had a great time. Zhe Zong was in high spirits, his face was rosy, and his complexion was good.
People feel refreshed during happy events. Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s understanding of heaven and earth is more profound than that of the world. Therefore, when he talks about the scriptures, every word is full of pearls. Zhe Zong feels refreshed and happy in body and mind.
But Xiao Yuesheng frowned secretly. Zhe Zong's body was getting weaker and weaker, and his current excitement had overdrawn his life span. If this continued, it wouldn't take long, and his life span would only be one year.
Among Taoists, there is a miraculous technique called adding oil, which is used to increase longevity. However, this technique is mysterious and requires extremely high requirements on the practitioner. Without innate energy, it is impossible to achieve it.
In this world, I don¡¯t know if there are those who have reached the innate state, and I don¡¯t know if there are those who have formed the golden elixir. Perhaps they have already disappeared into the deep mountains and old forests, and the world of mortals is no longer attractive.
But he sensed the heaven and the earth and used the Taiqing Yuxia Ziying Temple to deduce that in this era, no one has formed a golden elixir, and no one has obtained the innate Qi.
As a result, it is impossible to use the adding oil method.
"Guan Jia, it's time for you to take your medicine." Mr. Dong has been standing silently behind Zhe Zong, easily ignored by others, like a figure formed in the air.
He was dressed in a dark green shirt, with white beard and eyebrows, and a face like a baby. Compared with the previous Eunuch Cheng, he looked younger and had deeper cultivation.
As he spoke, he took out a small wooden box from his arms. The rosewood exuded a faint luster. He gently opened the box, pinched out a pill the size of a longan, crushed the sealing wax, and the fragrance suddenly overflowed.
Although the hall is empty, the fragrance suddenly overflows, lingering, condensing and not dissipating. The first smell makes you feel refreshed and your whole body feels light.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded. This medicine is indeed good. It is very effective in nourishing the body. If an ordinary patient takes it, it will definitely cure the disease and make the body strong.
Zhezong turned around and took the snow-white pill, sighed, shook his head and put it in his mouth. He then took the cup handed over by his father-in-law, took a sip of warm water and swallowed it.
He turned back to Xiao Yuesheng and smiled: "Mr. Jean is making fun of you. My health is getting worse and worse. If I hadn't cultivated Taoism, I might not be able to hold on anymore!"
" Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly. His practice was of no use at all. He just calmed down his Qi, calmed his body, and allowed it to recover naturally.
But he was so ill that his body could no longer heal itself and could only get worse.
"Your Majesty, please take care of yourself." Xiao Yuesheng sighed slowly, his expression calm, but he was still thinking about whether to save the emperor or not.
Zhezong smiled and waved his hands indifferently: "You can't die now!"
His behavior was somewhat free and easy, as if he didn't care about life and death. Xiao Yuesheng touched his nose and said nothing.
He could see that Zhe Zong was afraid of death, so he practiced Taoism desperately to save his life. For an emperor, there is nothing to fear but death.
After a while, Xiao Yuesheng sighed and said warmly: "Your Majesty, I have a formula here that can be used to strengthen the body, and it has some effects."
Zhe Zong was surprised, turned around to look, and said with a smile: "Oh¡ª¡ª?"
He chuckled twice, as if he was embarrassed to refuse, and nodded: "Thank you sir for your kindness!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled when he saw this and didn't take it seriously. Seeing that he was not convinced, he smiled and said: "However, I have a cruel request"
"Sir, it doesn't matter if you say so." Zhe Zong raised his hand.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "Although this formula is nothing, it is my unique method after all. Your Majesty, just listen to it. Don't say it to others, okay?"
"Okay, I will never tell anyone else!" Zhe Zong nodded, showing some interest.
At the beginning, they??I think what Xiao Yuesheng practiced was martial arts, internal skills and mental methods. Compared with Taoist cultivation techniques, each has its own advantages and disadvantages. The former enhances strength and speed, while the latter enhances physical vitality. Many martial arts masters have very short lives, just by practicing Kung Fu. Yes, their mentality is just to hurt others, but they also hurt themselves.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled, turned around and called out: "Xueqing!"
"Young Master." Fang Xueqing floated in, as light as the waves, and her posture was graceful.
"I will serve you with pen and ink," Xiao Yuesheng said.
Fang Xueqing hurriedly came to the desk under the window, poured some cold tea, lightly rubbed the ink, and quickly finished it. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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