Cultivation Of Immortals Begins With A Funeral Scripture

The skin is like suet, the cheeks are condensed with new litchi, and coupled with the playful and lively expression, Ye Congwen almost couldn't help but want to squeeze it.

It is indeed the feeling of a 28-year-old girl, which almost makes people confused.

Ye Congwen called it dangerous, and looked at Yu Yueyue and Lin Xiaoyu with a guilty conscience, but found that the two of them didn't care about him at all. They all looked at Bian Qianqian enviously, and wanted to communicate with Bian Qianqian with ten thousand questions hidden in their mouths.

Ye Congwen shut his mouth tactfully, let Yu and Lin chase after Bian Qianqian for a chat, and focused on rowing home.

After returning home to have a delicious meal, I went to the ancestral hall to check the learning situation of the giants. Recently, at the suggestion of Ye Rulang and Hua Sihu, the giants chose to work overtime at night and study hard, which made Ye Congwen very pleased. It seems that his misery is not in vain.

When the giants saw the little patriarch coming to inspect, they all wanted to show off, and asked Ye Congwen to write questions to test everyone. Ye Congwen repeatedly refused, but unfortunately these people did not listen to the persuasion and stopped Ye Congwen to show his hand.

Ye Congwen had no choice but to reluctantly say:

"For the sake of your hard work and seriousness, please save two words in the test."

When everyone heard this, they all showed happy smiles and stretched their ears waiting for Ye Congwen to come up with a question.

"Moxie, whoever writes these four characters, I will immediately reward a gold bar."

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but in the end they could only look at the six mentors. Qin Cheng felt that Ye Congwen was too deceitful, so he couldn't help but chime in:

"It's still in the enlightenment stage. Is it too strict to write such difficult characters?"

"Is this difficult? I learned these four characters when I first learned to write. I remember that the old patriarch was exorcising demons and eliminating disasters at home. retreat.

It has been a month for the six instructors, haven't they learned these basic characters? "

The six mentors broke out in cold sweat. We have to look up these twelve characters in the dictionary. Martial arts practitioners, there is no need to learn these uncommon characters, right?

However, if these people can become body forging warlocks, they will have to experience the latter eight kinds of monsters and scales sooner or later. Teaching them in advance now may be helpful in the future.

They stood aside silently, allowing Ye Congwen to bully these older children who had just received enlightenment education.

Ye Congwen saw everyone staring wide-eyed and scratching their heads and ears, and knew that no one could write well, so he picked up a pen and wrote them one by one for the giant.

This time to teach these giants who are new to writing, Ye Congwen chose a resolute and steady face, each character is written neatly and beautifully, with a strong momentum, quite like the head of a clan.

"Little Yezi, your handwriting is really beautiful! Your serious handwriting is just like a person. Old patriarch, I heard that he was taught by you, and the apprentice has reached this level at a young age. Your old man has decades of skill. , I'm afraid the level is higher.

Do you want to show everyone a hand, so that everyone can admire the demeanor of the famous teachers? "

Suddenly there was a clear and clear voice from outside, and everyone turned their heads to see that it was Bian Qianqian walking in with Ye Wudi, and they chatted very well.

The old patriarch admired Bian Qianqian very much. She was generous, open-minded, and never concealed her promises. She was much better than the calculating Calabash behind her.

As expected, she was the eldest lady of the three major Wuhou families, with her bearing, skill, and looks, she was simply one in a million. It's a pity that it was a step late, and half a year earlier, it would be a good idea for Ye Congwen to marry her as his wife.

Well, they are talented and beautiful, and they are both immortal body forging warlocks. If they stood together, wouldn't they be a couple of gods and immortals?

Just as she was sighing, she suddenly heard Bian Qianqian asking her to come up to show her two hands of calligraphy——Men Bean Sprout is suitable for Ye Congwen, a childhood sweetheart who knows everything. These young ladies from aristocratic families are too self-righteous and smart.

"Uh, well, I won't come out to make a fool of myself when I'm old, it's not that I'm not as skilled as others, it's just that this man is old, his right hand is always shaking when he writes, and he needs to do a whole set of Tai Chi to calm down." It's getting better.

It's late at night, so I won't delay everyone's rest time. If I have a chance, I will choose a suitable day and write it for everyone. "

Ye Wudi tried his best to push Bian Qianqian's bad idea away, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard Ye Rulang shouting from below:

"Captain Bian, do you want to read my grandfather's handwriting? There are hanging on the tree stumps outside. When I finish class, I will set up a lantern for you to read."

Ye Rulang still hoped that Bian Qianqian would accept Hua Ruhu as his apprentice, so he had to establish a good relationship first.

Ye Wudi's face darkened instantly when he heard the words, he glared at Ye Rulang, and was about to reprimand him, when Ye Congwen snatched him and said:

"The patriarch's grandfather has devoted himself to studying Feng Shui metaphysics in recent years, and has been copying Taoist talismans. He is used to writing ghost-painted talismans. Isn't it difficult for him to change it to write regular script characters?

If Captain Bian is interested in calligraphy, feel free to come and find me. I can write cursive, official, seal and regular scripts well. We can have a good chat when we have time. "

Bian Qianqian opened her mouth and didn't know how to answer. She secretly thought that I, a child of the noble Wuhou family, think that I don't have enough time to practice Cultivation Technique. How can I have time to delve into these strange (obscene) skills of writing and calligraphy?

Can reading more books count as military exploits?

Can well-written characters be exchanged for magic cores?

I thought everyone was as talented as you Ye Congwen, skipped the third-level in one semester, and became a body forging warlock before the age of sixteen! The faster you practice, the more time you will have to learn those messy things.

Yu Yueyue hid in the dark and saw the actions of several people clearly. The old patriarch's handwriting has been seen before, just like a dog's planer, the font is big and small, and the strokes are chaotic.

As a child of Marquis Wu, Bian Qianqian has been fascinated by the utilitarian thinking of making contributions since she was a child. How could she practice calligraphy that is worthless? Judging by the astonished expression on her face, she knew that she knew nothing about calligraphy.

On the other hand, Ye Congwen, a bad embryo, has a lot of attainments in calligraphy. The last time he wrote a letter to own, he used Zhang Xu's wild cursive. It was deliberately scribbled because he was afraid that the treasure-hunting secrets would be learned by others.

This time I taught these giants how to read characters, and replaced them with a straight and masculine face. People who dare to boast that the five major fonts are good naturally have two brushes. I will test him someday when I have time.

When Ye Wudi heard that Ye Congwen had rescued him, he immediately nodded in agreement:

"I've known me since I was a child. Recently, I found out that those talismans and prophecies have hidden mysteries. If there is a slight mistake in one stroke, it will not have the effect of exorcism and disaster relief. Before I fully understand the mystery in the talisman prophecies, I am I will definitely not delve into calligraphy."

"Hehe, Xiao Yezi, please don't laugh at me. I only became a body trainer when I was 20 years old. Before I was 20 years old, I knew how to practice Cultivation Technique without sleep and food. How could I have time to practice calligraphy?

But now that you have become a body forging warlock, you have a long lifespan. When you have nothing to do, you can learn calligraphy to pass the time. Since you are so good, you can teach me more when you have time.

Don't worry, I won't let you do it for nothing. If you teach me well, I'll give you wages when the time comes. "

Bian Qianqian asked half-jokingly, in this way, the two of them can advance and retreat together in the future, advancing to kill Magical Beasts together, and retreating to write and draw to pass the time.

"Hey, Captain Bian, what are you talking about? When the time comes, you will teach these useless granddaughters of me how to practice Cultivation Technique, and Ye Congwen will repay you by teaching you how to practice calligraphy. It is not rude to come and go. Talking about wages hurts feelings. Don't mention it again."

Ye Wudi made a final decision, and no one can doubt it.

Bian Qianqian looked around with a smile, and found that the giants were quite in favor of the old patriarch, and she was quite looking forward to it in her heart. Suddenly, he saw Yu Yueyue standing quietly under the shadow of the tree without speaking, and remembered that he had brought her to watch Ye Congwen's lecture. After all, Mu Douya and Lin Xiaoyu were going to sell the flesh and blood of Magical Beasts.

As soon as they left, Bian Qianqian and Yu Yueyue looked at each other. Although they chatted politely, Bian Qianqian always felt less comfortable than chatting with Ye Congwen.

So I dragged Yu Yueyue to look for Ye Congwen. The old patriarch seemed to dislike Yu Yueyue along the way. Taking this opportunity, why not bring them closer? Beckoning to Yu Yueyue, he said to the giant:

"I heard from Lin Xiaoyu that Yu Yueyue liked to read and read since she was a child. Girls have a delicate mind. Why don't you let her come up and explain to you the strokes and pronunciation of these characters?"

The giants immediately looked dismissive. Yu Yueyue wanted to get closer to each other, and was going to seriously explain the meaning of these words to them. When they saw the expressions of the giants, they immediately stared blankly at the carvings on the pillars, pretending not to hear them.

Ye Congwen didn't want to embarrass Yu Yueyue, so he hurried out to make a rescue:

"Today, Captain Bian and I killed five Magical Beasts, and dug up a pair of four-color elixirs. You should also relax. I prepared ten altars of sorghum wine to celebrate. You should also drink a few glasses.

Reading and literacy is not hunting in the mountains. It is not enough to do it blindly. The best way is to combine work and rest. Ye Rulang, you are keeping a close eye on people, if anyone gets too drunk, tomorrow I will be the only one who will ask you. "

"Decree! I promise I won't get drunk, we are determined to be students who are good at both character and learning!"

When Ye Rulang heard that there was wine to drink, his tongue was so fluid that he couldn't even speak clearly, and he took the giant away in a hurry.

Ye Congwen and the old patriarch went up to greet the six mentors. Ye Wudi prepared a banquet every night and waited for the six mentors to talk to relieve boredom. After a few people talked, Ye Wudi took the six mentors to drink and chat.

Ye Congwen thought that he would enter the taboo circle to hunt down Magical Beasts tomorrow, so he took Yu and Bian to the house. As soon as he entered the gate, he saw Lin Xiaoyu and Mu Bean sprouts counting their money.

"Forty gold bars, two hundred gold coins, one thousand and seventy-three silver coins, and copper coins—hey, Brother Wen, you're back?

You came at the right time, you are a professional accountant, you come to count this basket of copper coins, my eyes are blurred. "

Lin Xiaoyu has no interest in counting copper coins at all, but Mudouya insists on counting the accounts clearly, and he can't even miss a single copper coin.

When Lin Xiaoyu was worrying, he suddenly saw Ye Congwen walking in, and immediately threw this grueling job to Ye Congwen. He smiled and ran to the kitchen to scoop up mung bean paste overnight and drank it slowly with his legs crossed.

"Ye Congwen hasn't slept for five days and five nights. How can I have the energy to count copper coins? I will count them myself when I finish my work."

Wood Bean Sprout felt sorry for Ye Congwen, and hurriedly defended, while packing the gold bars, gold coins and silver coins in three wooden boxes.

Ye Congwen didn't expect the wooden bean sprouts to be so serious. He really deserves to be the person chosen by the old patriarch to succeed him. Diligence and conscientiousness are the virtues that an accountant must have, but this stupid method is too time-consuming. Now that I spend money in gold bars, there is no need to be serious about it. He told Lin Xiaoyu:

"Go and get the large scale. A copper coin weighs one penny. Wouldn't it be clear if you weighed the whole box and calculated it?"

Lin Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and felt that what Ye Congwen said was really convenient, so he hurried to get the scale, and the two of them carried a scale and calculated the approximate figure. Lin Xiaoyu immediately said:

"If you have such a good trick, don't tell Dal Bean Sprout in advance, do you want to exhaust your little wife to death?

Bean Sprouts Little Sister, your man doesn't love you, we have to learn to love ourselves, tomorrow we will secretly take a few gold coins to Jinghongfang to buy beautiful new clothes, okay? "

Mu Bean Sprout was about to move when he heard this, and suddenly remembered that Ye Congwen used the money to pay the giants' tuition fees, which was his responsibility as the patriarch, and if I used it to buy clothes, it would be self-serving. Hastily shook his head and refused:

"Last time he bought two sets of clothes for me, and a few hundred bolts of silk cloth. When I have free time, I can make two sets by myself. The Jinghongfang clothes are too expensive, so there is no need to waste money."

"What are you afraid of? What's wrong with buying a suit of clothes with the money your man earned alone? Brother Cong Wen, if you don't speak up, don't you agree with Mudou Sprout adding a suit?"

Lin Xiaoyu asked angrily, arguing for the injustice of Wood Bean Sprout, we two were busy making money for him, but he took two tall and long-legged beauties to enjoy the flowers and the moon, it's so unfair!