In front of the Fengtian Palace, all the ministers saw this. Li Ziye, who was not as young as he was when he was still young, was awarded the title of national scholar, and his scenery was unparalleled.
However, after Li Ziye figured out what it was, he really had no interest in this title.
To put it simply, the country issued him an official certificate, which is useless except that it sounds and looks good.
Just like, he is handsome, wouldn't he be handsome if the country doesn't issue him a certificate?
of course not!
There is no doubt that his handsomeness exists naturally and has been passed down from ancient times!
Unlike some people who like to wear white robes, carry ancient swords on their backs, and act cool all day long, is it useful?
While thinking, Li Ziye glanced at a person in a white robe behind him. Yes, he was talking about you!
Bai Wangyu noticed the look in the former's eyes. After knowing him for so long, he could tell at a glance that this guy was speaking ill of him again.
It seems that next time someone troubles this guy, he will have to think carefully about whether to take action.
Just when the matter in the temple was over and Li Ziye was conferred, in front of the Xuanwu Gate, Qin Wanna looked at the young man of His Highness Fengtian in the distance, with a touch of relief in her beautiful eyes. Perhaps, in a short time, he would be able to truly take charge of his own affairs.
"Sword Chi, the next step is up to you."
After saying that, Qin Grace turned around and walked out of the palace.
"What a woman like the wind."
Seeing this, Zhang Suluo sighed, he was an old man who was born to work hard, and he had to help others and teach his disciples.
In front of the Fengtian Palace, Li Ziye thanked Emperor Shang for the reward, turned around and looked at the Xuanwu Gate with a startled look on his face.
Where is the fairy master?
On the side, Bai Wangyu followed the former's gaze, and immediately sighed softly in his heart.
The Plum Blossom Sword Immortal must have had some agreement with the Confucian leader, otherwise, he wouldn't have come and gone in such a hurry.
Now that I think about it, it was not just out of admiration that the Confucian leader was willing to give the thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum plant from the Confucian sect to Brother Li.
Outside the palace, Qin Grace, who was wearing a long skirt, stopped, waved her delicate hand, and the Qingshuang sword nailed to the palace wall flew to her and fell into her hand.
Xiao Ziye, don’t let me down!
Qin Grace held her sword, turned around and took one last look at the palace, then walked away.
Taixue Palace, East Courtyard.
Qin Wenna came over with her sword in hand and saluted the old man in the small courtyard.
"The Plum Blossom Sword Immortal can break the sky with one sword. There are few people in the world who can master the art of swordsmanship like you."
In the small courtyard, Confucius said while watering the green vegetables in the garden, "But now you are not as good as the scholar in Tianyu Hall. Do you know why?"
"I don't know?" Qin Wanna shook her head.
"Because of his faith."
Confucius said calmly, "Although I think he is a madman, he firmly believes in his own way, so he has gone further than most people in the world."
When Qin Grace heard this, her eyes showed a thoughtful look.
"In this world, all the great cultivators who can open up the five divine treasures are firm-minded and dedicated to proving their own way. However, the scholar in the Tianyu Palace is more idiotic than anyone else."
Confucius scooped up another ladle of water, poured it into the garden, and said, "From a scholar who had no power to tie a chicken, he transformed into the world-famous master of the Tianyu Palace because he had something in his heart. Obsession.”
Outside the small courtyard, Qin Wanna listened to the Confucian leader's instructions, and her eyes became more and more intense with thoughts.
"This year, you will stay in Taixue Palace to give lectures to those students."
Confucius straightened up his body, which seemed a little stooped, and said, "Perhaps, by changing your cultivation method, you can see clearly where your future path lies."
"Thank you, Confucian Chief, for reminding me. I know what to do."
Qin Wanna bowed respectfully again and said.
Outside the Dashang Palace, after Li Ziye was granted the title, he left the palace with Little Red Riding Hood, holding a box in his hands and smiling so hard that he could hardly close his mouth.
The water and fire beads are in hand!
Hongzhu and Zhang Sloppy followed behind, staying far away, not wanting to be caught by Li Ziye's stupidity.
Only Bai Wangyu was still following Li Ziye, with an aunt's smile on his face, and he would never leave.
"Old Bai, do you really not know what the cold dew of the polar night is?"
Li Ziye asked with a silly smile as he walked away.
According to the art of Tiangong, the cold dew of the polar night is the coldest thing in the world. It is extremely cold and extremely cold, which is completely opposite to the properties of the iron spirit from the sky that has been nurtured in the earthly fire for thousands of years.
Now that he has this yang iron essence, and the water and fire beads to reconcile yin and yang, as long as he can find the cold dew of the polar night, he can forge a sword of his own.
However, even the well-informed Lao Zhang has never heard of what this extreme night cold dew is.
"Brother Li, you have asked me more than ten times, but I really don't know."
Bai Wangyu shook his head and said, "Maybe the Confucian leader knows what this is. In the future, if you have the opportunity to see the Confucian leader, you can ask."
"All right."
Li Ziye put away the water and fire beads and said, "Old Bai, tell me, if I succeed in forging the sword and add the Flying Immortal Technique, will I have a chance to defeat Huo Lin'er in three years?"
"Hard to say."
Bai Wangyu hesitated for a moment and said, "A sword that suits you can indeed improve your strength a lot, and even achieve a qualitative leap. Of course, the premise is that the sword you forge must at least be able to It is comparable to the sword in the hands of the master of Tianyu Palace."
"Is the Master of Tianyu Palace also a sword user?"
Li Ziye asked in surprise. Every time he heard people mention Sword Immortal, he had heard the names of Lao Zhang and Master Xianzi, but he had never heard of the Master of Tianyu Palace.
"That Fu Jinglun is different from Sword Chi and Plum Blossom Fairy Sword."
Bai Wangyu said with a solemn expression, "Fu Jinglun is a very strange person. He rarely uses a sword and even refuses to use it because he believes that the sword is a violent weapon that creates killing karma, and the purpose of Tianyu Palace is to save the world, so , although he has a sword, he almost never uses it."
"Doesn't this Master of Tianyu Palace kill people?" Li Ziye asked doubtfully.
Bai Wangyu was silent, and after a moment, he whispered, "Kill, and he has killed more people than anyone else, but he believes that those who die under the divine magic will be redeemed."
"This man is a lunatic!"
Li Ziye pouted and said, in later generations, this would be severe schizophrenia, commonly known as neurosis!
"Um."
Bai Wangyu nodded and said, "Both the Confucian leader and the Confucian leader have commented this way."
"The sword in the hands of the master of Tianyu Hall is very powerful?" Li Ziye asked curiously.
"The Divine Sword of Heaven, also known as the Divine Sword of Light."
Bai Wangyu said solemnly, "It is a divine sword that has been blessed by the power of light by the masters of the Heavenly Mandate Palace in the past. To a certain extent, it has surpassed the category of human swords. It can no longer be described as powerful. .”
"Hiss, so powerful!"
Hearing this, Li Ziye took a breath of air and said, "Old Bai, you are a bit pushy. How can I forge a sword to surpass this divine sword?"
"It's not easy, but it's not impossible."
Bai Wangyu suppressed the thoughts in his heart, smiled again on his face, and said, "At least, there are three artifacts in the world that can compare with the sword in Fu Jinglun's hand."
"Which three?" Li Ziye asked curiously.
"Taixue Palace, the Book of Heaven in the hands of the Confucian leader, Buddhism, the green lantern in the hands of the Buddha from the West, and one more thing, the whereabouts of which I don't know very well." Bai Wangyu replied.
“There’s still a long way to go!”
Li Ziye had a look of emotion on his face, patted the little red riding hood in front of him on the shoulder, and said, "Old Bai, wait, wait until I make the best sword in the world, and then I can lend it to you."
"Then thank Brother Li first!" Bai Wangyu responded with a smile.
From behind, Hongzhu looked at the two people in front talking and laughing, and asked, "Lao Zhang, what are those two people talking about?"
"Daydreaming." Zhang said with a sloppy grin.
This Confucian disciple had only been in Li Yuan for a few days, and he was talking nonsense like this guy Li Ziye.
If it were so easy to forge a human sword comparable to the Divine Sword, he wouldn't have been defeated so miserably in that battle.
Just as the four of them were rushing towards Li Yuan in twos and twos, they were in a treasure land with beautiful mountains and clear waters in the far southwest of Dashang.
The ancient temple stands in the mountains. In the mountains, the old monk chants sutras. In front of him, there is a green lantern, which will last for a hundred years.
Outside the temple, a young novice monk in light yellow cassock was also practicing, sitting cross-legged on the mountain, his breath as calm as water.
The little novice monk's face is very fair. Although he is seventeen or eighteen years old, he still looks as young and delicate as a child. A vermilion Buddha seal looms on his forehead, which is charming and breathtaking.
"Sanzang, there are demons disturbing the people at the foot of the mountain, go and collect them."
At this time, in the temple, the old monk spoke calmly.
"Yes, Master."
Among the mountains and rivers outside the temple, Sanzang opened his eyes, with a gentle smile on his fair face. He picked up the purple gold bowl beside him and walked down the mountain.
The mountain road was rugged, but Sanzang walked along it as if walking on flat ground, unaffected by anything.
"Kill her! Kill this witch!"
At the foot of the mountain, angry shouts rang out, axes and sharp arrows flew past, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling vermilion.
Half a day later, at the foot of the mountain, a girl wearing an emerald green dress fell in a pool of blood.
The girl was extremely beautiful, with the aura of heaven and earth, making people unable to take their eyes away after just one glance.
On the mountain road, Sanzang walked down. When he saw the fainted girl at the foot of the mountain, his fair face showed a look of unbearability, and he stepped forward to help the girl up.
"Girl, wake up." Sanzang called softly.
The girl in green clothes seemed to hear the call of the little novice monk. She slowly opened her eyes and said in a weak voice, "Help...help me."
After saying that, the girl passed out again.
Sanzang frowned, hesitated, picked up the girl, and walked towards the village closest to the foot of the mountain.
In the village, I don’t know what happened, there were cries everywhere, and vaguely, I seemed to hear someone saying that a demon appeared under the mountain and came to the village to eat several people.
"Amitabha!"
When Sanzang saw this, his expression became more and more intolerable. He carried the girl in his arms to an abandoned shabby house and rested first.
After walking for a day, Sanzang felt a little hungry, so he took the purple gold bowl and went to the village to ask for alms.
In the village, Sanzang saw a woman with a child. He took two steps forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Donor, little monk Sanzang is a monk on the mountain. Can you donate some vegetarian food to the benefactor?"
The woman looked at the fair little novice monk in front of her, stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "Master, come with me."
Behind, in the dilapidated house that no one noticed, the girl in green clothes suddenly trembled, green light rose around her body, and the wounds on her body began to heal automatically...
