Simulated Cultivation of Immortals: The beginning of the game is full of comprehension

"Let me take a look quickly!"

An old but powerful voice came from outside the door.

Not long after, I saw an old Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi rushing in, staring directly at the "Song of Righteousness" that had not been put away on the desk.

"Master Qi!"

"Why are you so embarrassed?"

Lu Jianxing looked at him in surprise.

This is Qi Le from Qingyun Study, an old Confucian scholar in the city.

On weekdays, he runs a study in the north of the city, selling some writing brushes for scholars, rice paper, and some classics.

It's just that in this remote town, there are no serious scholars anywhere.

On weekdays, I just wrote couplets and door curtains for merchants in the county. I couldn't make much money, and it was very difficult to run the study.

The only way to support him seriously is to do business with officials.

Although Qi Le's cultivation level is very low, he is one of the few high-class Confucian scholars in the city. He often writes some low-class "calligraphy treasures" to the people of the Demon Slayer Division as amulets.

The Demon Slayer Division also took care of his business. He was asked to ghostwrite the Four Treasures of the Study used in the county, or some activities, and he was not treated badly.

Entering Confucianism and Taoism is much more difficult than martial arts. It requires talent and inheritance. If ordinary people are not particularly rich and have outstanding talents, it will be difficult to make achievements in Confucianism and Taoism.

There are three top-notch Confucian scholars in Chiyang County. One is a lawyer in the government office, the other is the county magistrate, and the last one is Qi Le in front of him.

He is over fifty years old and is only qualified for the eighth level. He is not a talented player.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Guard, can you let me take a look at your "Song of Righteousness"?"

"My chance of breakthrough tonight lies solely in this thing!"

Qi Le's green clothes were in tatters and stained with dirt, as if he had fallen down on the way here.

He stared straight at the "Song of Righteousness" on his desk, looking forward to it.

"Old sir, if you want to see it, just go ahead and see it."

"If I can help you, senior brother will definitely not mind."

Zhao Zheng's crisp voice came, and Qi Le's expression changed slightly.

"Senior brother?"

Only then did he notice that there were two little dolls in the room, elegantly dressed and resting on the desk chair.

Hearing Zhao Zheng's words, he raised his eyebrows.

"Wait, you mean, this article was written by your senior brother?"

Zhao Zheng's neck tilted.

"Yes, senior brother is really good. He even has visions when he writes."

"Although Zheng'er can't understand it, I still feel warm in my heart. Old sir, if you read it carefully, you may understand more than Zheng'er."

The little guy picked up the rice paper on the desk and handed it to Qi Le.

Hearing this, Qi Le looked at Li Xiang.

Weird expression.

She has thin eyebrows and thin bones, and a delicate face. She looks like a beautiful little baby.

He looks similar to the little guy talking next to him, he looks like a child of six or seven years old.

Looking at the calligraphy on the desk again, Qi Le's expression became even weirder.

This is Xuan level calligraphy, how could it be written by a child.

Quan was just kidding and was just joking.

"Little guy, don't make any trouble."

As he said that, he stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said.

"Guardian, who made this calligraphy treasure?"

"I have been trapped in the eighth grade for many years. My teacher died early and I have no mentor. I only know many things but don't know why."

"I'm going to see a Xuan-level calligraphy treasure today. I'd like to ask the guard to say a few words and let me borrow it for a look."

Lu Jianxing's expression is also very complicated.

"Master Qi, this calligraphy was really written by the young gentleman next to me."

"The two of them have a special teaching background. The teacher is a great scholar in the world."

"It's not convenient for me to disclose the name. Don't talk nonsense. If you really want to see it, you'd better talk to this young gentleman."

When Qi Le heard this, his expression was very complicated.

"Old sir, what are you doing?"

"Senior brother, I originally wrote this for you, just read it."

The little guy stretched out his hand again and handed "Song of Righteousness" to Qi Le.

Li Xiang lay on the table and watched quietly without speaking.

He now felt a strong sense of sleepiness coming over him.

My whole head felt dizzy.

It is obvious that his martial arts skills are very strong and his body is extremely strong.

But I don't know why, after writing this "Song of Righteousness", my whole head felt dizzy.

It seems like too much energy has been consumed.

"Ah, yes, if you want to see it, just take it."

"I'm a little tired, let me rest for a while."

With that said, Li Xiang lay down on the table.

The whole person fell into a deep sleep.

After walking all the way from Shihe Village, he never felt tired.

But writing the righteous song in one breath made him very tired.

It seems that this calligraphy is extremely troublesome to write.

He lay on the table and followed in a daze.

In the haze.

He heard someone's voice ringing vaguely around him.

"Congratulations, Mr. Qi, for entering the seventh rank of Confucianism and Taoism!"

"No, no, no, I, Qi Le, owe this young gentleman a huge favor. In the future..."

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"Brother, I can't get out!"

"The county magistrate, the county magistrate actually closed the city. Now you are allowed in but not allowed out."

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"Big brother"

"Shen Lian, Shen Lian, he..."

"What's wrong with Shen Lian? Tell him clearly!"

"Brother Shen went to the Wenwu Building alone to rescue Miss Tong!"

"Fuck, this unsatisfactory thing!"

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Li Xiang was sleepy and sleepy.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.

Still in the study, he lay on the table and fell asleep. He was still wearing a thick coat. He was an official of the Demon Slayer Division.

Um?

"Fuck, how long did I sleep?"

"Are my parents okay?"

Li Xiang opened his eyes and felt confused.

It was a restless time in the city, and I actually slept until dawn.

So much can happen in one night.

"Hey, senior brother, you're awake."

The little guy's voice suddenly sounded.

Xun Sheng looked around and saw that in another corner of the study, Zhao Zheng was holding a brush and boringly drawing small animals on the ground.

The room was empty, with no one in sight.

"Where are my parents?"

"And where is Lu Jianxing from the Demon Slayer Division?"

"Quick, quick, stop playing around and tell senior brother."

Li Xiang was a little anxious.

I fell asleep by myself, which really delayed things a bit.

"Ah, senior brother, don't be anxious."

"Uncle, uncle, are eating porridge outside."

"What do they say? The old gentleman named Qi Fuzi seems to have entered the seventh level."

"Using Haoran Qi, I drew a big circle and surrounded the Demon Slayer Division. It's very safe here now."

Li Xiang nodded.

It looks like Qi Le has made a breakthrough.

With his ninth-level aura of righteousness, he can kill the distraction of the demon spirit.

He is at the seventh level, and he is more than enough to protect a courtyard.

"What about them?"

"Oh. They said continuing like this is not an option."

"Zheng Lu took his people to find the county magistrate."

"The county magistrate is the source. We must cut off the source and save the people of this city."