Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

The lake is covered with mist in the early morning, as if there is a vague shadow in the fog in the fairyland, dancing with the sound of wind.

The looming figure is as graceful as a stunning geese, as gentle as a dragon, and the gauze on its body is swaying. There is a saying: Looking at it and dancing on the light clouds, it is shameful to the flowers in all seasons of the world!

This scene is bound to make people fascinate!

When the beautiful figure floated to the ground, a spectator who had been waiting aside came forward, handed over the cloth towel and the other handed over the tea, complimenting.

"My sister's sword technique is becoming less and less like the ordinary scenery on earth, but I don't know when she will fly to the sky and be the fairy of the nine heavens. At that time, sister should not forget her sister's friendship with her little sister!"

Shanrou took the cloth towel, carefully wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, sorted out the messy hair, took the teacup, and smiled:

"Haha, when your husband taught you sword skills, you didn't want to learn it, but now you are envious of me. What's the reason?"

The man heard Shanrou's name and his face darkened slightly. He then covered it up and said with a smile:

"Sister is a full man, but he doesn't know that the hungry man is hungry!

My sister has outstanding talent in swordsmanship. She defeated the Sword Saint with a woman's posture and defeated the Jixia Academy. There is also a master, a master who specially created this exquisite swordsmanship for her sister, so she can naturally speak sarcastic words here!

My little sister is not as talented as my sister in swordsmanship, and no one loves me. At this time, I am envious and am still joked by my sister. Fortunately, my little sister is generous. Otherwise, I would probably not see my little sister again!"

Ji Yanran looked at Shanrou with a smile, but her heart kept surging. She couldn't say anything, and she couldn't scold her, which made people go crazy.

Shanrou seemed to have some awareness, and a trace of playfulness flashed in her eyes when she looked at Ji Yanran.

"You girl, you are talking sour words. Guanlan will be the most important thing in the near future. It is better for your sister to talk about your brilliance and let..."

Shanrou said this and pulled a long tail sound, which made Ji Yanran feel anxious.

"What are you going to do? My little sister is impatient. Don't tease me!"

Shanrou heard this, looked at Ji Yanran with a flashing eyes and said with a smile:

"Of course, let Guanlan tailor a set of gun spear tactics for you, Yanran's talent for long soldiers, but even Guanlan praised it!"

When Ji Yanran heard this, she couldn't help but give Shanrou a blank look.

Shanrou naturally knew Ji Yanran’s thoughts, but as long as Wang Xuebin didn’t speak, she would never take the initiative to take the initiative to take a concubine for her husband!

Don’t say that other women love their husbands, but they can’t love them, which is very pitiful!

If the husband takes a concubine, the pitiful one should become himself. It is better to let others feel pitiful than to be pitiful. Anyway, the husband didn't say anything, why bother to cause trouble for herself!

Even so, she still disliked the short time she had with her husband. If time could be repeated, she would give up revenge and live with her husband in that small courtyard.

I practice literature and martial arts together every day, and I am in love with you.

He gave birth to another fat baby and raised it together, allowing him to inherit the martial arts and wisdom of his husband and be appointed as the prime minister.

I and my husband stayed in the manor, and lived together to live together. When I was dead, I took a boat to sea together and drifted into the distance with the current!

What an ideal day...

"Sister, sister!"

Ji Yanran and Shanrou were talking and were stunned, with a dazed look on her face, her lips grinning, and a trace of crystal clearness was hanging there, and she was there.

Seeing this, Ji Yanran couldn't help but feel a black line and pushed it gently.

"Sister Shan!"

"Ah? What!"

Shanrou came to her senses and wiped the corner of her mouth with a cloth towel. Her face looked normal, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, Ji Yanran rolled her eyes beautifully and asked again:

"I mean, whether the path the gentleman takes is required to send someone to greet him. If others know that the gentleman is here, there may be a lot of trouble!"

Shanrou hadn't said anything yet, Zhao Zhi, who had finished practicing early skills, passed by and said:

"Yanran doesn't have to bother. The troubles in Yanran's mouth are just adding some fun to the boring journey of the husband. When will the husband be afraid of trouble? It would be better if he doesn't cause trouble for others!"

Shanrou nodded in agreement when she heard this.

"The third sister said it right. Although the husband is kind-hearted, he is definitely not a gentle person. If someone attacks, he is purely a person who does not know how to live or die. He seeks death, and dies. Why bother with his sister!"

Ji Yanran was stunned when she heard this and stopped mentioning this matter.

This political conference is a bit unusual. It is no longer for recruiting famous scholars, but has become a platform for countries to demonstrate their national strength.

In the name of King Wei, Longyang invited all countries to come here to discuss politics, saying that it was to invite famous scholars from all over the world to discuss the Tao.

There are seven powerful countries in the world, six of which are invited by Longyang Lord. Only Qin Kingdom seems to have been forgotten by Longyang Lord.

Only Ji Yanran knew that Qin State was not only not forgotten by Long Yang, but was the one he valued the most.

Because the one who took over the Qin State to attend the conference was most likely the famous Wang Guanlan!

Although Wang Guanlan has not appeared in people's sight for a long time, few people who have heard of his name dare to look down on him. They are civil and military, like gods and demons, with a great reputation and a deafening feeling.

But what people don't know is that the famous Wang Guanlan was competing with several powerful bandits at this time, and his expression was quite helpless.

"When you move, don't stick it like wood, pay attention to the rhythm of your breathing, don't break your breath!"

Wang Xuebin stared at Zhao Zheng who was fighting with the bandits in front of him, and kept giving advice.

The Wendao lineage of the Jixia Academy of Qi State passed away after sacrificing to the wine, and the great wise man Zou Yan left, and no famous scholar stayed to preach.

However, Cao Qiudao, a sword saint of martial arts lineage, was defeated by an unknown female swordsman, and his reputation was not as good as before.

The addition of the two has led to the decline of the reputation of Jixia Academy. It only relies on its foundation to maintain its empty airs and will collapse at any time.

The decline of Jixia Academy means that there is one less channel for promotion for civilians. At this time, the Wei State's Political Consultation Conference was particularly conspicuous.

This demonstration conference was unprecedentedly grand. Students and scholars from all over the country, regardless of whether they received invitations, came to Wei to attend the conference.

Longyang, the Wei Kingdom, did not foresee such a grand scene. If there was insufficient preparation, there would inevitably be omissions.

The situation that Wang Xuebin and the others encountered was one of the omissions.

Recently, the number of people in Wei has increased rapidly, and the dragon and snake are mixed, so naturally there are strong bandits who have to know the world.

This place is not far from Daliang, and the manpower to maintain public order was transferred to the capital. In a moment of emptiness, these bandits took advantage of the loopholes.

These bandits are also very smart and will do their best to rob one's family.

When they meet a large number of people, they will retreat. Only these chariots and riders are their targets.

Such families have little wealth and can support them in studying in the nations, but they are not rich people. They can reach the heavens and attract revenge for the bandits.

This kind of people who are not as good as the right one is the favorite source of wealth for bandits!

This group of 12 bandits, four of them were strong men, two were sick and disabled, two women, and the rest were young men who had not grown up.

The weapons in their hands were also different. Four men held sharpened bamboo guns, the young man and the sick were holding wooden sticks, and only the two women were holding rusty bronze swords, clumsy gestures.

The twelve of them are all a family, four men and two sick and disabled are brothers, two women are the wives of their six brothers, and the four children are born to them, but they can't tell who is the biological child. It's a mess!

These people first asked the sick and disabled to take their children to beg for the sake of their children. When they met the right target, they rushed around and showed their fangs.

It’s a pity that they encountered a tough guy this time and could not even save their lives!

"Be more active, don't be greedy, you can leave with just one touch. This is the code of attacking the strong with the weak!"

Four big men were lying on the side, covering their abdomen, and the two sick and disabled were no longer silent. The woman holding a rust sword was pinned by Yuan Zong and struggled. Only these four young men bared their teeth and fought with fierce expressions with a fierce look on their faces.

Zhao Zheng held a sharp knife and looked at the four teenagers in front of him with a cautious expression.

This was not the first battle he had experienced. It took him less than a month to go from a young playboy to a swordsman who killed seven people.

This month's experience made him deeply feel the darkness of the world and made him understand that this is a world that cannibalizes people!

Looking at the four boys in front of him who were about the same age as him, he had no sympathy in his heart. He knew that there were definitely more people in front of him who had killed than him!

Zhao Zheng sideways and avoids the attack of a man. He takes the sword in his hand and then takes a step forward, pushing the sword forward.

The young man holding the stick beat him up with a stick, and then his wrist was cut off by Zhao Zheng's fierce sword.

The young man screamed shrillly and could no longer hold the stick.

After all, the young man was a ruthless man. Although his face was full of tears, he used his bones to control the sword's edge and held it to death. Seeing this, his three brothers raised their sticks and rushed forward and smashed Zhao Zheng's forehead hard.

The sword edge was stuck in the boy's bones, and Zhao Zheng tried his best to pull it out twice.

Helplessly, a lazy donkey rolled around, avoided the hit of the stick, rolled and crawled to Wang Xuebin, holding his thighs and not letting go!

When the three young men saw Zhao Zheng hiding beside the killing god, they were so hesitant that they dared not come forward.

Wang Xuebin didn't care about them, looked down at Zhao Zheng, who was grinning in front of him, and shook his head speechlessly.

"Brother Yuan, please send them on your way!"

When Yuanzong heard Wang Xuebin's instructions, he smiled and nodded.

As soon as the force in his hands was released, the two of them were pinching him to death.

Wang Xuebin also waved his hand and stabbed the bandits' arteries with a few iron drills. For a moment, there was no one who survived the bandits!

"What's wrong? Isn't our Mr. Zhao very capable? Why can't even beat four young men with sticks?"

When Zhao Zheng heard this, he couldn't help but retort:

"The master also said sarcastic words, "I am your disciple, I can't beat the bandits, but I've lost your might? I've learned your kung fu and even beat four children. Could it be that Master has hidden himself?"

Zhao Zheng's words made Wang Xuebin roll his eyes and Yuan Zong, who was dealing with the corpse, also smiled.

"I will teach you? I will teach you how to meditate and practice qi. Every day I hold your sword skills taught by Master Yuan to play around. Now I can't beat others, but I blame my master. You really don't suffer any loss!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

When Yuanzong heard this, he laughed even happier.

Zhao Zheng said with striking remarks:

"My master wants to scare me. I can become a master by sitting there and breathing every day? My disciple also learned swordsmanship back then, so how could he not tell the difference? I think it is because my master dislikes my disciple's erotic nature and wants to polish my disciple's character. The master said it was, my disciple is not an ungrateful person!"

"Haha! I love to learn but not to learn!"

Wang Xuebin sneered, attracted a ball of fire, and instantly burned all the bodies, turned his head and got into the car.

Seeing this, Zhao Zheng followed suit naturally:

"What the master said? Why don't the disciple learn what the master taught? The disciple just wants the master to be sincere, don't cheat the disciple as a child!"

Yuan Zong followed the last, and his smile never stopped. Since Zhao Zheng touched Wang Xuebin's personality, he became loose. His favorite thing every day was to argue with Wang Xuebin.

He did not disobey his master. He did whatever his master said. However, when he did, he would always use his own fallacies to argue with Wang Xuebin.

The master and apprentice began their noisy career since then, which made Yuanzong see a lot of jokes!

Yuan Zong followed him into the carriage at the end, looked at Zhao Zheng's constant mouth and laughed:

"Haha, it's not a pupil of your master. He has the style of your master. At the Political Discussion Conference back then, your master was so good at the world. If you ask me, your master is good at all, but you open your mouth and can speak!"

As he said that, he glanced at Wang Xuebin with a bad face and continued:

"If you want to catch up with your master, you have to start practicing now. This political conference is your chance to become famous!"

Wang Xuebin couldn't help but roll his eyes again and ignored them.

Zhao Zheng, who was beside him, was intrigued, came to Yuanzong and asked earnestly:

"Master Yuan, what happened when my master attended the Political Conference back then? Tell me about it!"

Yuan Zong smiled when he heard this:

"If you want to talk about this political conference, you have to talk about Wei State, in Daliang, the capital of Wei State..."

The carriage gradually drifted away. Looking ahead, a prosperous city stood in front of me. The city gate was open, and there were endless crowds of people coming and going. I saw two Wei seal scripts written on the city: Daliang!