MTL - Seeking Good Fortune and Avoiding Misfortune Starts From Tianshi Mansion-Chapter 53 Confucian practitioners

Chapter 53 53. Confucian practitioners

Lei Jun was thinking about his own affairs when he suddenly noticed something strange in the water flow.

He relied on the second function of the water-proof golden pupil to observe the outside world through the flood.

 I saw someone coming across the mountains and rivers in the mountains to the west of Qingxiao Lake.

 The torrential flood was in front of him, but the threat was limited.

 The visitor was dressed in Confucian robes and looked like a scribe in his thirties or forties. His clothes were tied to the wind, his face was pale, but his eyes were sharp.

Lei Jun did not recognize this person, but he knew a young man following him.

The young man across from him suddenly choked up. Remembering that he had happily asked Brother Thirteen to come over and find someone to help him, the Thirteenth Brother just said lightly:

 “It’s time to meet this Taoist Master Luo.”

Lei Jun looked around.

The characteristics of the Confucian chanting lineage in actual combat, as Lei Jun said when he was playing games on Blue Star before traveling through time, are very similar to the mage profession, and most of them are mage of the fort type.

“Didn’t you say that Luo Haoran is here?” Fang Mingyuan frowned.

 The top of the mountain with the towering peaks, reaching into the sky lake, was mostly cut off by the turbulent flow of spiritual energy.

"When we came over, we happened to meet Brother Shensi and his party from the Lin clan in Jiangzhou. They intercepted and killed the Taoist Qin. Well... the Taoist Qin introduced the situation of your faction in Qingxiao Lake in detail."

Fang Yue's expression did not change and he corrected calmly: "I am a young and mature person, not a young and old person."

Lu Zhaoqing took a deep breath: "It turns out to be Mr. Fang from the Fang clan in Jingxiang. He is disrespectful because of his lack of moral integrity.

"Master, disciple... I don't have any disciples..." Qin Tao was freed, but when he saw Lu Zhaoqing's eyes, he felt guilty.

 He was ready to lead the other party to Beishan and send a lottery ticket to the Fang family.

 Considering that there is a large age difference among people of the same generation in the monastic world, this is not surprising.

The scribe looked at the old Taoist priest Lu Zhaoqing who was sitting cross-legged in meditation with a surprised expression:

Because of the earlier incident with Li Ying, Lei Jun had heard that Fang Mingyuan was similar in age to Li Ying, and they were not yet twenty this year.

"enough!"

 This is a faction with a long history but is relatively less orthodox and mainstream in the entire Confucian practice system.

 Fang Yue: "I don't need to lie to others, let alone you."

 Seeing that Xuantian Lake has stabilized and there is no possibility of another outbreak in a short period of time, the scribe temporarily stopped.

 But for the sake of caution, the old Taoist priest still did not mention anything about Lei Jun and Luo Haoran.

The young man was followed by several servants, who were guarding an embarrassed middle-aged Taoist priest, who turned out to be Qin Tao who had escaped earlier.

Lu Zhaoqing was surprised.

 Speaking of which, there shouldn’t be any surprises over there...wait a minute.

But having said that, at such an age, with such a level of cultivation, it is rare for a prominent family like the Jingxiang Fang Clan, right?

Although Fang Yue's cultural aura passed through the water, it could not cover such a large area at one time.

“Young Master Fang is very polite. It’s a pity that Master Nephew Luo is not here at the moment. If I have a chance later, I will definitely bring the message to you.”

The other party behaves like this, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the person coming is evil.

In addition, the Taoist priest misunderstood my purpose of coming. As you said, the matter on Longhu Mountain has been made public that day, so how can Fang continue to pester me?

He almost thought that Master Yuan Mobai had arrived, but he didn't notice it, but Fang Yue did.

  Under the moonlight, the raging flood was indeed suppressed.

Just like Taoism has different paths of cultivation, Confucianism also has different branches and traditions.

These talismans are all high-quality wind talismans he drew with Zhu Feng's pen.

“There is a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion named Luo Haoran. I wonder where he is now?”

Lei Jun, who was observing through his water-proof golden eyes, was also shaken and almost fell upside down from the Xuantian Lake.

Fang Mingyuan’s eyes straightened: “You…”

If a body-refining warrior’s entire body is focused on his own flesh and blood, then the fighting power of the Confucian chanting lineage is mainly reflected in his soul and thoughts.

The breeze blows upward, breaking through the water of Xuantian Lake. Through the water waves, it seems that there is a bright moon hanging faintly in the sky.

“Brother Thirteen?!” The young master looked at the scribe in disbelief.

Lei Jun also looked towards the mountains to the north.

"Taoist Priest, there is no need to be polite." Fang Yue, who was on the other side, did not ask further questions. He looked up at the still surging Xuantian Lake and said, "Taoist Priests, controlling floods and relieving sieges and relieving the poor are actions that benefit the common people. Rong Fang can help. Ming Ming Far away, hard work and experience are rare, come with me."

 But now you tell me, this "middle-aged" scribe is not even older than me...

Everyone was stunned.

They and the Taoist Fulu sect both learned from heaven and earth and borrowed the power of nature. The difference was that Fang Yue and others used poetry to arouse the resonance of heaven and earth and mobilize the majestic spiritual energy for their own use.

He just looked really anxious... Lei Jun was speechless for a rare moment.

The Fang family members came from Xishan Pass, so they should have chosen the corresponding lot, right?

Lu Zhaoqing didn’t know about fortune-telling, but Fang Mingyuan’s reaction made him vigilant again:

Qin Tao was seriously injured and looked like he was being guarded by the Fang family's servants.

Fang Yue opened his mouth and chanted:

 “The clouds are moving and the rain has stopped, the moon is good and the river is bright.”

 An important manifestation of the powerful mind of the soul is its strong and keen perception.

 But Lei Jun and Luo Haoran, who were in the water, seemed to have disappeared.

 Fang Yue's path of spiritual practice should be in the line of Confucian poetry and chanting.

Fang Mingyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Don't think that you have an old-looking face and just use yourself as an elder to teach others how to be old-fashioned. You are only two years older than me!"

Fang Yue waved his hand and signaled the Fang family servants to hand Qin Tao over to Lu Zhaoqing: "Fang persuaded Brother Shensi and the others to leave. As for Taoist Qin, of course, it should be arranged by the Gui sect or the Zixiao sect."

 Fang Mingyuan: “Brother Thirteen?”

The so-called detailed introduction of Lu Zhaoqing, Lei Jun, and Luo Haoran's situation in Qingxiao Lake, to put it bluntly, is to lead the way...

 If we go back to the distant ancient times, the two sides even had intersections, but later they gradually developed into two directions.

　　二a Zero Two: Five Eight Seven: b Zero c: d Seven a Two: Five a Seven b: Three Nine Four Seven: Be Four: Six ddd

If Fang Yue is really only two years older than him, then he is still in his early twenties!

 This middle-aged face of thirty or forty years old, you tell me it is twenty? !

When he first appeared, Lei Jun thought that Fang Mingyuan had invited an elder uncle from the clan to help trouble Luo Haoran.

Sneaking under the cover of night with the wind, Lei Jun and Luo Haoran, together with their water-proof golden eyes, quietly disappeared into the torrent.

Lu Zhaoqing’s expression changed again.

Then…

 The "Brother Shensi" mentioned by the other party should be a figure from the Lin clan in Jiangzhou.

 By the Tang Dynasty, there was a trend of further development.

 “The younger generation’s surname is Fang, his single name is Yue, and he is from Jingxiang.”

But before he could stop him, the other party had already led Fang Mingyuan forward.

Qin Tao should have just bumped into their hands.

Lu Zhaoqing watched this scene with fear. He has already secretly held a thunder talisman in his palm.

Fang Yue looked at his clan brother and shook his head slightly: "Three uncles and three aunts usually dote on you too much. Now you don't even understand the most basic principle of a gentleman being upright and having more help..."

This makes the old Taoist priest strange. At the same time, he lowered his hand slightly in half.

Hmm...huh?

 Previously, did the Jiangzhou Lin tribe set up an ambush at the Xishan intersection?

 Lu Zhaoqing's complexion changed slightly.

While speaking, the old Taoist priest's eyes fell on his deputy Qin Tao.

Lu Zhao is an old and frail young man, but his vision is still there. He understood most of it when he saw what happened.

Fang Yue: "Sir, I don't dare to take it. Fang's cursive character is Duanfeng, and the Taoist priest can call me Biaozi."

Haunted by water-proof golden pupils, Lei Jun raised his eyebrows.

“There are different ages, different principles, no earlier or later ones, the wise ones come first…”

 …That’s weird!

Lei Jun and Fang Mingyuan were in the same camp this time, and they all booed.

 “Boom!”

Come here today is thanks to the previous rescue of Luo Dao Changxinjiang. "

 The result turned out to be…

Fang Mingyuan was stunned again: "Brother Thirteen, you just..."

Is this the result of the lot signed?

 Later it was said that they were clan brothers and clan brothers.

Fang Mingyuan lowered his voice and said, "Brother Thirteen, were you trying to find that Taoist named Luo just now?"

But under Fang Yue's bright and sharp eyes like a mirror, he actually felt that his words were awkward.

Fang Yue seemed to have gotten used to it and was calm and composed. He looked at his embarrassed clan brother Fang Mingyuan:

 Is it a scam?

 Or is it that Fang Yue sensed some danger and stopped at the brink?

 It was just that Pindao had heard a little bit about what happened at the beginning, and Longhu Mountain had already dealt with it. "

He waved his sleeves and took Qin Tao aside. He ignored this part for the time being and turned to thank the scribe: "Thank you Mr. Fang for your generous help. I am deeply grateful."

 What was even more surprised than them was Fang Mingyuan himself.

Lei Jun and his two men used the remaining rocks to cover their bodies.

The Fang family in Jingxiang is named Fang Mingyuan.

Lu Zhaoqing watched for a moment and saw that Fang Yue was concentrating on controlling the water instead of searching for people, and his heart finally fell.

Lei Jun even had the intention to observe Fang Yue's move.

He heard that Yuan Mobai was there before and was worried about missing the opportunity. However, this thirteenth brother told him that Yuan Mobai had a war agreement with others and would not return to Qingxiao Mountain in a short time.

With only the two brothers around, Fang Yue turned his head and looked at Fang Mingyuan quietly.

Lei Jun continuously sacrificed his natal wind-riding talisman that was integrated with the spiritual power of the night wind stone.

The scribe's face was calm: "I came to visit Master Luo today because of some grudges between him and Fang's brother Mingyuan."

Qin Tao deliberately denied it, and even thought about how to beat Fang's family into the water.

However, comparing Fang Yue's ability to suppress the flood tide, Lei Jun felt that the other party was not actually searching for people under the guise of flood control.

Today is the first time that he has witnessed a Confucian cultivator take action, and it is a Confucian cultivator who has cultivated above the third heaven realm.

“The Jiangzhou Lin tribe is so bold and bold, which is beyond Pindao’s expectation.”

The other party met his gaze and said calmly: "A gentleman repays kindness with kindness, and repays grievance with straightness. How can you repay kindness with grievance?"

 There were gusts of wind around his body.

 Lu Zhaoqing's eyes were filled with surprise, but his face regained his composure, and he said slowly: "What do you call the layman? Do you have anything to do with Master Luo? If it's convenient, I can tell you later."

Fang Yue calmly repeated what he said before: "A gentleman repays kindness with kindness, and repays grievance with straightness. How can he repay kindness with grievance?"

“Master Nephew Luo has left long ago, and only the old Taoist remains here.”

As Fang Yue was talking, unexpectedly, an earth-shaking loud noise suddenly came from the north.

Someone from the Lin tribe in Jiangzhou set up an ambush in Xishan and intercepted Qin Tao when he was out.

Have they arranged any manpower over Beishan?

(PS: The poem in the article comes from Zhang Jiazhen of the Qing Dynasty, "When sitting on the moon in Gaowang Gongji Temple, you must know that the Master has arrived from Lei Feng". The whole poem "When the Qi is in the wild, the first autumn promotes the weaving. The clouds are moving, the new rain has stopped, the moon is good and the river is beautiful." Ming. Occasionally I meet a monk and talk to him, which makes me feel alive. The cool breeze blows through the quilt of my pillow, and my dream soul is clear this night.")

 (End of this chapter)