As long as I live long enough, no one can compete with me.

Liu Xin left, just that morning, without saying goodbye.

Stepping on the morning spirit, I left the town.

It was a fork in the road in her life’s journey, and she was going back no matter what.

The little fox Suya was the first to discover this matter, because she originally wanted to find Liu Xin to go out to a snowball fight, but she searched the house and did not find Liu Xin.

Little turtle Wangcai told her that there was no need to look for it, she was gone.

Suya asked: “Where did she go?”

naturally went back, returned to her life.

Separation has long been common for Xu Fan, and when Liu Xin left, he sat on the roof and looked at her back, and said silently.

“There is nothing to send you, it may be a little difficult to wish you smooth sailing, then I wish you can always save the day.”

……

The book of exercises that Liu Xin left for Xu Fan was a Xuanjian mid-grade exercise.

Heaven and earth treasure, the exercises are divided into four products of heaven and earth Xuanren.

The exercises of the Xuanjian order were just right for Xu Fan’s current cultivation.

If the cultivation is low, practicing high-level exercises is like a child wielding a sledgehammer, and it can’t be moved at all.

If the cultivation is high, practicing low-level exercises, it is like an adult holding a small wooden hammer, there is no lethality.

So this Xuanjian exercise is just right with Xu Fan.

After practicing for some time called “Xuantian Gong”

, I felt that this exercise was particularly magical.

Reiki circulates without dispersing, walking and continuing, and Qi is born from within.

It was as if there was a perpetual motion machine in the body, providing a steady stream of aura.

The aura is like thunder, and every movement is natural.

Where would Xu Fan know that although this Xuantian Gong was only a Xuan Order, it was a method that the Great Tang Liu family did not pass on.

It is rumored that a thousand years ago, Yiyi was given to the ancestor of the Liu family by a high-ranking monk who saved his life.

It is extremely difficult to practice, and only those who have a right mind and do not have evil thoughts cannot practice it.

Liu Xin had also tried cultivation, but her desire was too strong, and her heart demons were difficult to extinguish, and it was really difficult to practice.

After these days of getting along, she found that Xu Fan was really suitable for this exercise, so she left him this “Xuantian Gong”

…………

Exhale ~

inhale, exhale.

Xu Fan was sitting on the kang head as usual and practicing.

Outside the window, the ice and snow melt.

The mild spring is back.

The glow warms the gossamer, and the wind is soft and the clouds fly slowly.

The residual snow dripped with ice shoots, and the new spring stole back to the willows.

It wasn’t until the early morning of the third day that Xu Fan opened his eyes again.

Xuantian Gong increased by another point.

This exercise is particularly strange, and it perfectly demonstrates what it means to be quick and not reachable.

You are in a hurry to cultivate, but you don’t see the slightest progress.

You are not in a hurry, calm your mind, but the speed will suddenly increase by more than one notch.

Soon, it was the summer of the following year.

This year, a big event happened in the town.

A teenager came to the village, which was not a big deal for the people of the town at that time.

But in the future, the boy was like a brilliant shooting star, cutting through the night sky of the entire Kyushu land.

The young man’s name was Song Changjing, and he was the sixteenth son of the Great Zhou Emperor.

For some unknown reason, he came to the town with only one attendant, and

soon Song Changjing learned about Xu Fan, a monk he had seen a lot, but like Xu Fan was the first.

Xu Fan likes to practice.

As for the purpose of the practice, he said that he just wanted to have a place to live in this troubled world.

He practiced most of the time, occasionally going to the entrance of the village to play chess and chat with the bosses.

Occasionally go under the locust tree to tell stories to the children, go down to the river to fish and go to the wild to step on the spring.

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Or sit alone on the Taishi chair and bask in the sun.

Song Changjing’s favorite is still one or two poems that come out of Xu Fan’s mouth from time to time.

Meeting the spring willows, Song Changjing said: “There are a lot of willows.

Xu Fan said, “I don’t know who cut the fine leaves, the February spring breeze is like scissors”

meets the sunset and the lonely geese soar.

Song Changjing said, “A lot of geese, beat down one to taste.”

Xu Fan said, “The sunset and the solitary crane fly together, and the autumn water is the same color in the sky,”

…

Song Changjing admired Xu Fan even more.

If you have nothing to do, just run to the school.

Most of the students in the school were poor students in the town, and Xu Fan told them a variety of knowledge.

It’s fun and inspiring at the same time.

Once Song Changjing overheard Xu Fan talking about governing the country outside the window, and after class, Song Changjing couldn’t help but ask him: “Sir, the so-called people are important, the society is second, and the king is light” Xu Fan

glanced at Song Changjing, he knew the identity of the other party.

Being able to come to this kind of place shows that the other party is not a favored prince, and most of them are assigned.

But if he really has a one in ten thousand chance to become an emperor in the future, it is a good thing to understand this.

Xu Fan cleared his throat and said.

“Those who have achieved great things in ancient and modern times must not value the people, put the people first, put the people first, and value the people lightly.”

This is the best way to construct a constructive royal path, where years of conquest, population perishes in mobility and war, and the one who gains the population wins the world.

Therefore, the last way is to raise the people and strengthen the country, and hide the wealth of the people.

In this era of dynastic change, the people’s feelings for the country are much weaker, and what they really care about is their land.

Avoid land annexation and avoid aristocratic rule.

The best way to do this is to allow the people to rally in a more relaxed policy.

Song

Changjing looked at him stunnedly, as if he had discovered a new continent.

This night, the two had a long talk.

Sleepless nights.

“Okay, okay, don’t talk, my throat will smoke in a while.”

Little Fox Suya interrupted the two to continue their conversation, “It’s time for breakfast.” ”

That night, on the roof.

Song Changjing took the initiative to identify himself to Xu Fan.

Xu Fan smiled and said nothing.

Song Changjing was surprised that the other party was not surprised, paused, and said: “Please help me!” ”

Oh? Help you. Xu Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.

“Now that the Six Kingdoms of Zhongzhou are entrenched, and the Great Zhou is weak, please come out to help me.”

“I’m not that capable.”

“Sir does not have to be modest, it is not a pity to hide this mountain and forest according to his talents.

Why not create a prosperous world with the lower world, and restore peace to the world. Looking

at Song Changjing’s clear eyes, with expectation and hope for the future.

Xu Fan smiled faintly, shook his head as if he had heard some joke, and turned and left.

Song Changjing wanted to stop him, but he never stretched out his hand, and sighed lightly.

“I’m the last person to listen to ethereal things, if one day you become the emperor and come to pick me up on a jade pickup, maybe I will agree.”

Xu Fan’s voice sounded leisurely.

Song Changjing’s eyes lit up, and when he turned around, Xu Fan’s figure had disappeared.

The teenager clenched his fists tightly, looking at the clear moon sky, and some kind of light flashed in his eyes,

(PS: The following paragraph does not count towards the total word count!!

Knowledge small science, this chapter ‘glow warm sun gossamer, wind soft clear clouds slowly flying.

The residual snow dripped with ice shoots, and the new spring stole back to the willows.

It was written by the Song Dynasty literary scholar Zhang Yu, and the poem is called “Early Spring”) Zhang

Yu’s words are rarely circulated, and his representative works include “Youth Tour” and “Merry Flowers”. ）