Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 183: Chapter 183: Blood

Chapter 183: Blood

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What does Confucianism have to do with me? I am just a night watchman in Confucianism... Xu Qian'an laughed at himself, straightened his face, and stared at the mirror of the jade mirror.

After a while, the mirror showed words, and the message from No. 4 came over: [I have traveled to the Western Regions. People there are generally illiterate, ignorant and backward, and don't know what "ritual" is. However, the locals are quite hospitable. They warmly entertained me as a swordsman, but when I told the locals that I was a "scholar", their attitude towards me changed drastically.

[Insults, threats, and expulsion forced me to leave the place, and in my subsequent travels, I never revealed my identity as a scholar again. ]

... Is this the so-called anger of a poor student against a good student? Xu Qian'an did not express his opinion and continued to wait for the next message.

[Four: I thought the Western Regions simply hated scholars, but later I realized that they did not hate scholars, but hated Confucianism, orthodox Confucianism. This reminds me of a record I read in history books before. Well, after that period of history five hundred years ago, Buddhism was once quite prosperous in Dafeng, and preached everywhere.

[The good times did not last long. Less than a hundred years later, the court began to destroy Buddhism, and it was the prime minister at that time who pushed for the destruction of Buddhism. And he also had another identity, the dean of Yunlu Academy. ]

Almost all the scholars in the past came from Yunlu Academy, and the Confucian orthodoxy was split two hundred years ago... Xu Qiyan typed a message: [That's it?]

At that time, Dafeng was the territory of Confucianism. It was completely reasonable for Confucianism to stop Buddhism from preaching in the Central Plains. Similarly, it was reasonable for the Western Regions to hate scholars.

This melon is not interesting to eat.

[Four: Hey, No. 3, you have been a little lazy recently. ]

Xu Qiyan: "???"

Then should I chew my fingers and perform a "brain shaking" for you.

[Four: Or is it because you are preparing for the spring exam, so you don't have time to read history? Well, what I want to say is that the Prime Minister said a sentence when he destroyed Buddhism: If Buddhism is not destroyed, all people in the world will be Buddhas; with my life, I will cut off the path to Buddhism.

[To this day, I still don't understand the true meaning of this sentence. ]

If Buddhism is not destroyed, all people in the world will be Buddhas; with my life, I will cut off the path to Buddhism... What does this mean? Xu Qian'an was confused.

[Five: Maybe it's just an inspiring propaganda. ]

Five asked a good question! Xu Qian'an smiled.

[One: No, the third rank of Confucianism is the realm of establishing destiny. With my life... It's no joke. Four's words reminded me of more details. The Prime Minister was called Du Zhongshu. After destroying Buddhism, he entered the third rank realm of establishing destiny. In other words, his "establishing destiny" was to destroy Buddhism.]

After destroying Buddhism, he entered the third rank realm of establishing destiny? Xu Qi'an remembered the information Zhang Shen, the great scholar, had mentioned to him by chance. The Confucian state of establishing one's destiny is a process of "finding life goals", so it is called establishing one's destiny.

"Establishing one's destiny" must be a positive goal... After destroying Buddhism, entering the state of establishing one's destiny is very interesting... Does it mean that destroying Buddhism is indeed a positive and active goal?

Xu Qi'an thought to himself and sent a letter: [The state of establishing one's destiny is similar to the great aspiration of Buddhism. Entering the state of establishing one's destiny by destroying Buddhism means that destroying Buddhism is correct. ]

With the endorsement of No. 3, a Confucian student, everyone realized that something was wrong. If Buddhism is not destroyed, all the world will be Buddhas... This may not be a joke. There are deeper inside stories behind it, not as simple as "fighting for territory".

No one spoke for a long time, as if thinking about the truth behind this matter. After more than ten minutes, No. 2 said:

[No. 3, how many masters are there in the governor's team going to Yunzhou this time?] [Three: There is only one Jinluo on the surface, and no one knows in secret.]

The word "only" is well used... Number Two complained in his heart.

Anyone who knows about the night watchmen's office knows that Jin Luo is a fourth-grade warrior. On the battlefield, fourth-grade warriors are all top masters who can fight thousands of people alone.

In the realm of mortals, the fourth-grade warriors who have condensed "intention" are the pinnacle.

Above is the third-grade, who have the ability to regenerate broken limbs and are no longer mortals.

.... Even if my team, plus myself, want to deal with a fourth-grade Jin Luo, I'm afraid we can only end up dying together.

Number Two sighed.

After a long silence, Xu Qian'an confirmed that all the uncultured group members had gone offline, and then he put away the small mirror, left the room, stood on the edge of the deck, facing the river, and relieved the burden of his bladder.

"Have you not seen that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and falls straight down for three thousand miles... The water flows up to the sky, and enters the sea eye... Guanyin sits on the lotus, and the Queen Mother sinks over her waist... For 48,000 years, there has been no human traffic with Qinsai. The eldest son of the Xu family has a bird path that can cross the top of Mount Emei... Take it!"

After tying the belt, he returned to the room.

....

The next day, at dawn, Xu Qi'an woke up, looked around, and saw two colleagues moving the Qi and breathing to practice Qi.

Everyone worked so hard, and they were so full of Qi every day... Xu Qi'an sat up and stretched.

The three elements of essence, Qi and spirit are one. When the Qi fills the upper, middle and lower Dantian, the mental power will surge. At this time, it means that you can visualize and prepare to break through the realm of refining the spirit.

Xu Qiyan's Qi had long filled his Dantian, almost overflowing, and with his daily visualization, his spiritual power increased day by day, and he only needed an opportunity to enter the realm of spiritual cultivation.

Xu Qiyan didn't know how this opportunity came, and Wei Yuan didn't tell him, because Wei's father didn't know that Xu Qiyan's cultivation was so fast.

He always thought that the small copper gong he valued was still in the stage of transporting

Qiyan.

After noticing that Xu Qiyan had woken up, Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng stopped breathing, and the former said:

"After the trip to Yunzhou is over, the government will issue a reward, and I will be able to save enough money to marry a wife."

Zhu Guangxiao has a childhood sweetheart sister, well, not a biological sister, but a girl next door. The two have a deep relationship, and they are very close.

But the sister's father asked Zhu Guangxiao to take a betrothal gift of 100 taels of silver, otherwise there is no way.

Zhu Guangxiao's monthly salary was five taels, plus some gray income, he could earn more than eighty taels a year, but he also had to entertain, spend daily expenses, and go to brothels... He could only save more than thirty taels a year.

It was already very difficult, after all, going to brothels was a rigid demand, ordinary people still had needs, let alone bloody warriors.

Damn... Don't put the flag, like you, I have seen eight hundred if not a thousand on TV in my previous life... Xu Qian'an rolled his eyes.

"Congratulations, Guangxiao will get married soon." Song Tingfeng said, and saw a beautiful purple sachet hanging around Xu Qian'an's waist, embroidered with white lotus flowers, and

said: "Ning Yan, is this a gift from Fuxiang?"

"No!" Xu Qian'an let him take off the sachet.

"You kid don't have a fiancée, do you?" Song Tingfeng slightly widened his squinting eyes

and said sourly.

"No." Xu Qian'an took back the sachet and lay down again, with the purple sachet hanging on his nose, humming a song: "She is just my sister, and my sister said that purple is very

charming."

"Why doesn't Ning Yan marry?" Zhu Guangxiao expressed doubts.

In his opinion, Xu Qian'an was not only deeply appreciated by Duke Wei, but also rewarded by

His Majesty with a thousand taels of gold, and his future was bright.

He himself was at the age of marrying and having children.

"He and I are both prodigals." Song Tingfeng commented.

"Get lost, we are different." Xu Qian'an lay on the bed, his hands on the back of his head, and

sighed: "Let's get used to it for a while."

It has only been three months since he came to Dafeng, and he still can't settle down and

adapt completely. That's why he lingered in the Jiaofangsi and the warm and fragrant Naizi,

but he was not mentally prepared to get married.

Zhu Guangxiao nodded slightly and suggested: "It depends on your requirements for your

future wife."

"Requirements..." Xu Qi'an pondered: "Long wavy hair."

"Your requirements are weird." Song Tingfeng frowned.

Xu Qi'an looked at him and said: "These are three requirements." After washing up, Xu Qi'an had breakfast and knocked on Jiang Luzhong's door.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Luzhong sat at the table, looking at a map of Yunzhou. His sharp eyes like eagle eyes gave people a great sense of oppression.

"I want to ask Jiang Jinluo about the question of cultivation." Xu Qi'an picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth, "How to advance to the realm of refining spirit?" Regarding this point, Xu Qi'an's previous understanding was that it was gradual and natural. When accumulated to a corresponding degree, you can naturally advance to the realm of

refining spirit.

But he was inspired by Chu Caiwei's requirements for promotion to alchemist. Looking back at the martial arts system, he found that there were also requirements for advancing from the realm of refining essence to the realm of refining qi: not to lose your virginity!

Jiang Lvzhong smiled and said, "It's very simple. When your mental strength reaches a certain level, you will feel pain between your eyebrows. That's when you are promoted to the Spirit Refining Realm. As for the method of promotion, well, don't sleep for ten days." Ah? Are you serious about not sleeping for ten days? Won't you die suddenly? Seeing Xu Qi'an's bewildered face, Jiang Lvzhong explained, "You heard it right. If you don't

sleep for ten days, you can be promoted to the Spirit Refining Realm. If you can't make it, you

will fall into a coma at best, or die of mental failure at worst. In the warrior system, every level is a test of life and death."

"... Why don't you sleep for ten days?" Xu Qi'an asked in confusion. "When you were in the Spirit Refining Realm, you must have often experienced the limits of

your physical body. Every time you break through the limit, your physical strength will

increase. Do you know the limits of your soul?"

Xu Qi'an shook his head.

"The best way to break through the limit of the soul is to stay awake. Ten days is just a rough

standard. Everyone's limit is different. When you try to advance to the soul refining realm in

the future, you will have a personal experience." "Will your body not be able to bear it?"

"So refining essence and refining qi are also laying the foundation for refining the soul,

including your daily visualization and condensing the soul strength. It is also increasing the chance of advancing to the soul refining realm." At this point, Jiang Luzhong smiled and said:

"It's too early for you. The most important thing on the road of martial arts is the will to travel through mountains and rivers. Don't be too ambitious."

"Jiang Jinluo is right." Xu Qi'an nodded in agreement: "I have reached the peak of Qi

training."

Jiang Luzhong: "???"

He stared at Xu Qi'an with an unbelievable look for a few seconds, and said unhappily: "Don't

be ridiculous, I remember that when you joined the night watchmen, you were still in the

essence refining realm. How can someone reach the peak of Qi training in less than three months... It can't be true?"

Xu Qi'an shrugged: "If not, why am I asking you this. Well, I'll take my leave first."

Xu Qi'an left Jiang Luzhong's room, leaving Lord Jinluo sitting alone at the table, muttering:

"This is unreasonable, this is unreasonable...

"Duke Wei, does he know?"

...

Six days passed in a flash, and Xu Qi'an's first feeling of sailing on a ship in his life was: Damn!

On the deck, Song Tingfeng looked at the river listlessly, watching the passing canal ships,

and said: "We will arrive in Yuzhou tomorrow. Jiang Jinluo promised us a day of rest. I am about to vomit after eating fish."

"Yuzhou is rich in iron ore, famous for its wealth, outstanding people and beautiful scenery. I guess the beauties in the Jiaofangsi are also beautiful. "A Tongluo echoed.

Xu Qi'an didn't care whether the beauty of the Jiaofangsi was beautiful or not, he just wanted

to get off the boat early and have a good meal.

In the midwinter season, vegetables and fruits were already scarce, not to mention floating

on the water. He had been eating fish for every meal during this period, and now he felt sick at

the sight of fish and almost suffered from anorexia.

At this time, Xu Qi'an, who was lying on the guardrail, accidentally caught a glimpse of an

oncoming official ship.

There were several clerks in black clothes on the deck, who also noticed the official ship where

Xu Qi'an was. After seeing several Tongluo in night watchman uniforms on the deck, the clerks were obviously panicked and subconsciously retreated.

Then they quickly calmed down and remained the same, but did not look over here again. ....He panicked subconsciously after seeing us, which was a sign of guilt..... Although he made

amends and acted calm, his attitude of not looking away only showed his guilt... Is he naturally afraid of the night watchman? Old detective Xu Qi'an thought suspiciously.

The reaction of the clerks on the opposite official ship was simply the most classic guilty

reaction when he studied psychology.

To be on the safe side, let's confirm it.

Xu Qi'an reached into his arms, tapped the back of the jade mirror, took out the "magic book"

from the Confucian Academy, and tore off a page that recorded the art of looking at qi. Nowadays, the most common thing in the "magic book" is the art of looking at qi. When escorting Zhou Chixiong, a centurion of the Jinwu Guard, to Beijing, Xu Qi'an shamelessly asked Zhang Shen for spells to replenish the magic book that was being consumed day by day. Chu Caiwei was also present at the time....She became a major supplier of skills.

As for why they were all about the art of looking at qi, it was because the art was simple and

easy to record.

"Snort..."

As the pages of the book burned, Xu Qian'an's eyes flashed with a clear light as he looked at

the official ship ahead.

He saw a bright red, sticky blood light.

According to the definition of qi-reading, a murderer will be stained with blood light for a

period of time after killing someone.