Chapter 162 The True Disciple of Luo Yun Sect
Listening to Wang Haitao's words, Yi Xifeng felt a little warm. He understood that the other party was worried about himself, so he wanted to ask the elders of the hero realm to come out, but...
"No need, I can just find someone to handle this matter myself. After all, this is just a personal grudge between me and the Luo Yunzong. The Zhenwu Dao Temple should not be involved." The fair young man said with a smile.
Wang Haitao felt something was wrong. He frowned and denied: "We are all disciples of a humble family. How can outsiders say that although we are not powerful, please let us contribute a little bit so that we can not waste our time with our fellow disciples." .”
After Yi Xifeng thought for a while, he smiled and said, "I really have something to ask for..."
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"The Master said: Isn't it right to learn and practice it over time? Isn't it a joy to have friends from far away? Isn't it a gentleman if a person doesn't get confused if he doesn't know?"
With the sound of reading aloud, Luo Yunzong started a new day.
The capital of Luo Yunzong is located on an extremely high terrain and is known as the City in the Sky. People in the city don't need to look up at the sky, they can see the sky falling down, as if there is only one city in the whole world that has the sole glory in the world.
Before the contemporary Confucian sage Xu Xianzhi opened his doors here and established his sect, this place was the old capital of the Three Dynasties, with endless romance, prosperity, gentleness and wealth. In history, countless kings built their palaces here and adopted an open policy, attracting celebrities and businessmen to come and go here, bringing gold, silver, jewelry, and exotic stories. Everyone who comes here calls this place heaven and earth.
There was also a king who built a gorgeous house made of gold, pearls and jade in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers in the city. Suddenly he became famous all over the world. It is said that the city in the sky has gold paving the ground, white jade railings, clouds surrounding it, and cranes circling.
Since legends are legends, they are inevitably exaggerated. Although the City in the Sky is not as exaggerated as the rumors, it has to be said that the sky here is as clear as water and the air is fresh. Apart from being slightly cold, it is extremely suitable for people to live. Reciting the words of saints and cultivating the aura of awe-inspiring people here also has advantages that cannot be matched by other places.
When the Confucian saint Xu Xianzhi established this place as the foundation of the sect, he praised it for its fairy-like scenery. He moved out all the powder, jewelry, beds, etc. from the Golden Pavilion, and installed seats and rows of bookshelves to create a lecture hall. Jingge. In order to emphasize the status of the scriptures, it was named Golden Book Pavilion as a place where disciples study every day.
After some repairs, Xu Xianzhi taught scriptures here for another three months, gathering scholars from all over the world, and reshaping people's impression of the Golden Pavilion in one fell swoop. The saying "Books have their own golden houses, and the scriptures of saints in the Golden Pavilion" also Quietly popular.
Since then, the City in the Sky has become famous. Thousands of people from other places come here to visit and worship every day, making it more prosperous than before.
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A Confucian gentleman should be calm in the face of danger and calm in dealing with the world. At this moment, there was a commotion in the Golden Book Pavilion.
When I looked closely, I saw people constantly walking in and out of the pavilion, walking in a hurry. Everyone in the pavilion left their seats and gathered in a corner of the pavilion. After breaking through the many human walls, we saw a disciple lying on the ground, his face pale, sweat dripping down his face, and although his body was lying flat, he was still shaking.
"Yunqiu, can you hear us?" Someone asked after checking the temperature of Yunqiu's forehead.
But the young man named Yun Qiu was obviously in extreme pain. He didn't know whether he had fainted or was unable to speak. He never responded.
"Is anyone going to see the doctor?"
"Yes, yes, Zixiang has already gone to find him."
"How is his body temperature? Is he cold? Do you want me to find a quilt and come over?"
"Yunqiu's forehead is a little hot, but it's hard to say whether he is cold. Alas, why hasn't the doctor come yet? Where is the senior sister? Have you seen the senior sister?"
"That's right! Although the doctor didn't come, senior sister must understand."
"I saw Senior Sister on the way here! She was checking accounts with someone in the warehouse, I'll go find her!"
With that said, a male disciple named Canyang ran out the door.
"Hey! No, no, don't go! Someone from the divine sect is coming today, and Senior Sister is preparing to receive them." A female disciple named Wan Zhu pointed in the direction of the main hall and said, "Senior Sister should be on the way. Account, you go directly to the front hall to find it, the senior sister should be there."
Wan Zhu had just finished speaking, and before Can Yang could change direction, he saw a beautiful and dignified woman walking from a distance. She said from a distance: "I saw this place was in chaos all the way. What happened? I just saw someone running outside in a panic. Looking in that direction, they should be looking for a doctor. But someone is sick. fall down?"
"Senior Sister!" Canyang was overjoyed and pointed to the interior of the pavilion and said, "Look, Junior Brother Yunqiu suddenly fell to the ground while he was studying and is now unconscious. We are almost scared to death!"
The person who came was none other than the eldest disciple of the Luo Yun Sect, also known as the eldest sister—Wang Yuange.
It’s not easy to talk about Wang Yuan Goose.
As the saying goes, a big tree attracts wind. Those who can reach the stage of a true disciple in a sect must be a capable and talented person. Especially those who can reach this stage in the eight major sects like Luo Yunzong, their own strength cannot be underestimated. However, ordinary disciples within the sect rarely see their efforts. What they see in their eyes are the status obtained by the true disciples and the cultivation resources that far exceed those of ordinary disciples. They have a layer of fear and a layer of jealousy towards the true disciples.
But things are unpredictable, and there will always be some people who can win everyone's recognition based on their personal abilities and personality. Wang Yuan'e is this kind of person. Not to mention that his ability to memorize many classics is top-notch, and his interpretation of the classics always makes people feel suddenly enlightened. What is even more rare is that in addition to the Confucian classics, Wang Yuan'e also read a lot of books, learned the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought, and became the master of one family.
For this reason, Xu Xianzhi often arranged for her to receive envoys from various countries.
And because of this, when the disciples saw that the doctor was not coming, they would think of this senior sister.
After Wan Zhu saw Wang Yuan'e arriving, she quickly took her to Yun Qiu's place. Because Canyang and Yunqiu were sitting close to each other, he took the initiative to introduce Yunqiu's condition:
"When we were discussing our experiences in the past two days, Junior Brother Yunqiu told us that he had a stomachache. This morning when he was studying, he said that he had an uncomfortable stomachache, headache and nausea. When I touched his forehead, , his head was very hot. Ever since I was a child, I have never touched someone's face so hot. I discussed with him at that time that after he finished reading in the morning, he would go back to drink some water and take a nap. Unexpectedly, After a while he fell to the ground."
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