Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

The valley is still deep and quiet. The birds fainted on the ground have died, leaving behind corpses full of holes, slowly rotting and smelling.

The mouse was awake and fled to another shelter. He had a lot of shelter, not bad for this one.

The green worm was showing off to his companions, and he escaped from the bird's beak and defeated the bird, and he was very proud of it.

The mirror is still hanging high above the valley. The metallic mirror makes it not afraid of birds, protecting the stability of the three women in the mirror.

As for the life or death of the young birds, who cares?

Wang Xuebin didn't know the mystery and wonder of nature. He was now staring at the mirror above his head in a daze.

I just cast the spell and played hard, but now I feel embarrassed when I look in the mirror.

Now he does not have enough mental power to open the world in the mirror.

"Langjun, what's wrong?"

Shanrou looked at Lang Jun standing still, not knowing what was going on, and asked curiously.

Wang Xuebin reacted when he heard this, lowered his head and smiled awkwardly:

"Cough, Xiaolan and the others should have already fallen asleep. Let's take a break here first. Let's go in at dawn!"

Shanrou looked at Wang Xuebin with doubts, nodded without rejecting. She was also a person who had learned internal skills and probably guessed the real reason.

But she could also see that the husband at this time was only embarrassed and not worried. He thought it was not a big deal. Anyway, it was already ugly now, and it would not take long to dawn, so it would be fine if I waited for a while.

Wang Xuebin looked at Shanrou's thoughtful expression, sneered, quickly took out a large tank from the storage space, poured a tank of hot water, and said calmly:

"We just happened to take this time to wash up. We were busy all night and were in a mess, so let the sisters laugh at me!"

Shanrou felt her body sticky when she heard this.

The two of them worked physically all night and were sweating all over. It was okay if they didn't say it, but they couldn't stand it anymore, so they simply agreed.

It is not yet dawn in the east, and the sound of roaring broke the original silence, and a new day is about to come.

......

Wang Xuebin and his five-member team drove a double-horse car and slowly drove towards Qin.

They were preparing to return to Zhao State and have fun with Zhao Mu.

At this time, the path they chose was to travel through Qin State and then travel from Qin State to Zhao State.

Now they have the initiative in their hands. The slower their speed, the more painful it will be.

Due to years of war between Qin and Chu, the official roads of the two countries have been artificially destroyed.

Wang Xuebin and the others were destined to be nowhere soon.

The road is not easy to walk, but Wang Xuebin is still able to do it. He built a road when he encountered mountains and built a bridge when he encountered water. There was no bumpy way to stop him from moving forward.

Wang Xuebin and his party were relaxed, but the Chu army behind them was not so good.

King Chu and Chunshen Jun had no intention of revenge at all. They now focused all their energy on moving the capital.

The people of Chu did not know what elemental magic was. They only thought that the two water dragons they saw were things that lived in the lake. They were controlled by Wang Xuebin with their extraordinary skills and flooded Chen Yingcheng.

Although the water dragon's madness was controlled by Wang Xuebin, who would dare to live in Chen Yingcheng after this incident?

From the kings to the people in the city, everyone was packing up their things and preparing to escape, without any worries about anything else.

The army was arranged by Chunshenjun, who had given detailed instructions to monitor Wang Xuebin and his party until they left the borders of Chu and prevented the Qin army from taking the opportunity to invade.

As for revenge?

I really don't have the courage.

They did not forget that Wang Xuebin could fly.

With this person's kung fu, who can stop him in the world?

Jixia Sword Saint?

Stop kidding, the styles of painting are different, how can we compare them?

So, Wang Xuebin and others had a group of small tails, watching them repair the roads that the Chu people had worked so hard to break, but they didn't dare to get angry.

"Sir, those Chu soldiers have been falling behind us and have not left!"

Ji Yanran kept observing the situation behind her, looking at Chu Jun behind her, her mind was a little nervous.

Wang Xuebin looked back after hearing this, then shook his head and smiled.

"Don't worry, they dare not act rashly even if they have the courage to do anything!"

Ji Yanran was still worried when she heard this, but seeing Wang Xuebin so confident, she guessed that there was something hidden in it that she didn't understand.

His big eyes flashed, and he thought of something. He got back into the carriage and approached Shanrou to diligently investigate the experiences of the two!

After a while, waves of crying came from the carriage. Wang Xuebin looked back at the carriage and couldn't help but smile. This sound was still very pleasant!

At Jixia Academy, Han Fei sat opposite his teacher, looking at the news from Chu State, the atmosphere was very heavy.

"You...have you met Wang Guanlan once?"

Xunzi closed his eyes slightly and lighted his fingers on the table.

Han Fei sat upright across from the other side. When he heard the husband ask a question, he answered solemnly:

"But the student has met him once!"

Xunzi listened to his students' words, looked unsurprising. He opened his eyes, picked up the silk on the table, looked at the passing of water flooding Chen Ying, and asked with a frown:

"What do you think of this person?"

Han Fei looked at the teacher's solemn expression and lowered his head and thought:

"Wang Guanlan is a man who is well-versed in various schools of thought, but he is not a member of the school of thought, so he can make his own words!"

"He is a person who speaks and acts without any thoughts of superiority and inferiority in his heart. He is a person who is despised by the king and proud of the king!"

"It's not just a proud prince..."

Xunzi handed the silk to Han Fei, shook his head, and got up and left.

Chunshenjun of Chu State invited Xunzi to Chu to serve as the Lanling Order half a month ago.

Xunzi was just about to accept it, when such a thing came from the State of Chu. After this incident, how could anyone care about him?

Let's wait and see!

Wei State, a small building in the lake, has now become the residence of Longyangjun.

Since then, Long Yang has moved here to live.

Singing and drinking every day is a ridiculous scene.

"Mr. Longyang, the king has an order to order you to go to the palace to meet you immediately!"

An eunuch came here with a king's order in his hand.

Long Yang was lying on the bed, with a wide robe on his body, and his chest was open and his arms were exposed. There was no rule.

His hair was loose, his beard was scattered, and his eyes were filled with thick dirt, and he looked very sloppy.

When I heard someone talking, I opened my confused eyes and stared at the door blankly.

The eunuch ran into the door and was almost smothered by the smell in the room.

"Mr. Longyang, the king ordered you to go to the palace to discuss matters quickly!"

"Art...ritual? What kind of ceremony?"

Long Yangjun looked at the figure in front of him, and his mind was stuttering, not hearing clearly what the person coming was saying.

I turned around and picked up a wine pot, shaking it, empty!

Throw it aside.

I touched another bottle, and in a flash, there was a sound of water!

Gudu Gudu took two mouthfuls and asked again:

"What ceremony"

The eunuch looked at the dress of Jigong of Longyang Jun and his group, and was very anxious.

"Oh! Lord Long Yang, wake up quickly. The king wants the Lord to preside over the recruitment of Mr. Guanlan! This is a big deal!"

"Hmm? Mr. Guanlan?"

When Long Yangjun heard the familiar name, he barely came back to his senses, turned his head and stared at the eunuch and asked:

"You want to recruit Wang Guanlan?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Long Yangjun laughed wildly when he heard this.

"What a person Mr. Guanlan, what can you recruit? Hahahaha!"

The eunuch was anxious to pull his hair straight.

"Your Majesty, not your servant, but your great king!"

“Hahahaha~”

Long Yangjun burst into tears.

"King? So what can the king do? In Wang Guanlan's eyes, what is the difference between a king and a servant?"

After saying that, he lay down, turned over, and urged the eunuch indifferently and said:

"Don't waste your time, it's too late!"

After saying that, he ignored this person again, closed his eyes and a faint snoring sounded.

"Wang Guanlan?"

In Xianyang, Qin King Palace, King Zhaoxiang of Qin, who was over 70 years old, sat in front of the desk, listening to the report of the Iron Eagle Swordsman, with a very solemn expression.

"Can you be sure that this person is coming to our Qin State?"

The Iron Eagle Swordsman looked equally solemn and bowed to answer:

"The way this person goes is the official road between our country and Chu, and his purpose is certain!"

When the King of Qin heard this, he stood up, trembled twice, turned his head and asked:

"Have you ever found out what this person is coming?"

The Iron Eagle Swordsman shook his head when he heard this.

"It's hard to distinguish between enemies and friends!"

The King of Qin closed his eyes, breathed a deep breath, and said loudly:

"I ordered the Taiwei to defend all the borders of all countries to prevent accidents. I summoned the troops of the capital to garrison the surrounding areas of Xianyang!"

"I sent an order to set off to go to the Chu border to greet this person, and asked Cai Xiang to report to him, and then said..."

The King of Qin breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the Qin flag ahead, and ordered firmly:

"Just say that Yingji of Qin is waiting for the grand ceremony of Mr. Qin in the Qin Palace, and sincerely invites Mr. to speak!"