Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 168: Prestige
"Zuo Yuanjiao is here."
"Zhuo Yuanjiao, turned out to be the son of the governor of this state, so lucky to meet." Upon hearing the name, Pei Ziyun was a little impressed, he was the son of the governor of Zhuodu.
This person is a Dao idiot and loves the way of longevity. Through his family background, he has obtained many copies of the Taoist scriptures. He is talented. With these copies, no one can teach him, he can practice the Dharma and enter the Tao.
In the memory of the original owner, this person was stuck in the opening of the sky, and was unable to make progress. Afterwards, he was imprisoned, and it was not clear.
Seeing that Pei Ziyun didn't answer, Zhuo Yuan said, "Please consider Yuan Gong's overall situation as the most important thing, don't break the practice, don't you hear the Taoist law and don't touch the nobles, although he is a prison officer but also a court official, killing is ominous. "
Being obedient, Pei Ziyun knew that Zhuo Yuanjiao didn't know that he was being chased and killed. At this time, he smiled: "Am I a murderer."
"Do you know that this person is pursuing me secretly? Although I am a member, I really want to arrest me, as long as the provincial education and political reform is my fame and fame, why is this person arrested in private?"
"What, what happened?" Zhuo Yuanjiao was shocked. He was traveling outside and didn't know about it. However, there was some rumor, and he frowned when he looked at Pei Ziyun: "Could it be that during the period of time, the thief arrested in the city was not the result of Xie Yuan Gong ?"
"It's me, there is a reason here, Brother Zhuo still don't intervene." Pei Ziyun chuckled, son of the governor, although he can be killed in martial arts, he is not an enemy, so there is no need to provoke him.
"You know why I wanted to kill him. They acted according to orders. I also acted. People must be killed. Son, do you want to get involved in the struggle between the prince and King Lu?" Pei Ziyun said, borrowing the prince's tiger skin to scare people , And strictly speaking, this is not wrong.
Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, Zhuo Yuanjiao couldn't help but sucked in a cold breath, took a step back, sighed, and stopped talking. Even if he was the son of the governor, he was involved in the whirlpool and did not end.
At this moment, Tian Hong struggling to take the knife, howl suddenly, and rushed up, but the sword light flashed, blood spurted out, and the man fell to the ground.
"It's the same without anyone in the world." Pei Ziyun sighed, and when his eyes lit up, a plum blossom appeared, a little now.
On the data frame: "Task: Kill Ying, Yong and Liang three state chess pieces (completed)"
"Huh? You don't need to kill the party feathers this time?" Pei Ziyun took a look and suddenly realized that this person is a prison official. Although he has subordinates, they are all court officials. Once he dies, the whole power is disintegrated. , You don’t need to go further and kill yourself.
"Well, I'm tired of killing." The snow fell with the wind, Pei Ziyun turned around, and put his finger in the air a little bit: "Extract!"
For a while, the plum blossom phantom appeared on the center of my eyebrows, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Intentionally or unconsciously, the Fa Jue was gurgling and flowing slowly.
The place is invisible to the naked eye, there is a faint spring breeze, and there is almost no feeling. It is a bit of diving into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.
"This is?" Pei Ziyun was puzzled, a feeling hit his heart. It seemed that a certain barrier was broken just now, but now it's a little bit more.
The semi-transparent information frame floats in the field of vision again with a faint sense of light. The data appears in front of my eyes. When I look closely, there is no change. After thinking about it, I just focus on a certain item.
"Supernatural power: Dou Zhuan Xing shift the first stage (0.01% completion)"
Wait and wait, the completion rate is 0.02%, and I jumped again. Looking at this, Pei Ziyun's heart is full of turbulent waves. Because of the gathering and moistening, I feel like I want to groan, and I can feel a little bit of strength by the Yin God Absorbing and transforming, a bit of solidity, and the most obvious number is that the Dou Zhuan Star Shift is constantly increasing, although it is very slow, but it is going on all the time.
"It turns out that the Yin God continues to gain magical powers, which fits the blessed land, and the blessed land nourishes the magical powers and spiritual energy."
"This is the way of the world's immortals, but the plum blossom can open up another path." Pei Ziyun couldn't help but laughed, groaning with a trembling sound like metal
"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Goushuang Xueming.
The silver saddle illuminates the white horse, rustling like a meteor.
Kill one person in ten steps, never stay for a thousand miles.
After the incident, he flicked his clothes and hid his body and name deeply.
I have a leisurely time to drink Xinling, take off the sword and kneel before crossing.
Three cups of Turanuo, the five mountains are light.
After dazzled ears and fever, the mood is suddenly born.
The fragrant scent of death is not ashamed of being a hero in the world.
Who can write your Excellency, the Baishou Taixuan Sutra. "
After chanting, he turned and left. Zhuo Yuanjiu listened to the poem and was shocked for a while. He saw the figure of Pei Ziyun in tattered clothes. He was about to leave the alley and called: "Jie Yuan Gong is really a poetry fairy. You are afraid of killing people. I have a lot of trouble. I have a quiet courtyard where I can take a rest."
Pei Ziyun was stunned, turned around and looked at it, and asked: "Oh, are you afraid of trouble?"
Zhuo Yuanjiu laughed: "My father is a member of the officialdom and a prince. I don't want to get involved in trouble, but I can still do it by temporarily giving Xie Yuangong a quiet place to rest. "
"Please get in the car. I don't want my yard to be outside the city. It is suitable to stay for a few days."
"Just what you want!" Pei Ziyun smiled and went up, closing his eyes and leaning on the car mat, a little tired physically and mentally, thinking about something, the ox cart drove out.
The system can transform prestige. The bigger and more people pass it, you can make progress. You have to think of a way to gain some fame.
I don't know how long the bullock cart stopped, and the coachman shouted: "My son, the other yard is here."
Pei Ziyun got out of the car, a cold wind blew her face, and looked up. This is a small riverside courtyard, which can be plunged into the river at any time. The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it is vague and unclear for several meters.
"It was a good choice. Leaning on the left side and the river bank on the right!" As he said, this is a small courtyard with three main rooms and two rows of wing rooms, all covered with thick snow.
There is still a cluster of plums growing in the corner of the wall, and the fragrant and chilly plum fragrance hits, Pei Ziyun said: "There are plums, I like them."
Zhuo Yuan blamed him to ponder and laughed: "Jie Yuan Gong must have poems."
Pei Ziyun smiled bitterly, and said: "I was just exhausted just now, the poems are gone."
When I entered the room, I saw that the outside was inconspicuous, and the inside was elegantly furnished, with wooden couches, quilts, bookshelves, inkstones, pens, and stoves.
Rice and meat are available in the kitchen. Zhuo Yuanjiu said: "I lived in front for a few days. I had everything inside. It was snowy outside. No one saw it. But in order to avoid being found, I But I can’t send someone to serve him. Everything has to be resolved by Yuan Gong himself."
Listening to these words, Pei Ziyun nodded. In order to avoid searching, he said a few words and sent Zhuo Yuanjiao out, and disappeared into the snow in a blink of an eye.
After a while, Pei Ziyun himself burned a large bucket of hot water, and took the new clothes. Pei Ziyun sat in the tub and felt comfortable all over. These days, killing and being chased. I rarely take a shower, the sky is cold and the ground is freezing, and I am a little drowsy at this time.
Pei Ziyun is thinking, prestige, how to gain prestige?
My own poems are everyone. The reputation has not been completely spread. As long as it spreads, I will have more prestige. If you go further, the biggest shortcut is actually to get the top prize and become a high official. It’s just that the foundation of Taoism is afraid. Destroyed by the Dragon Qi completely, you can't be treated.
I fought for thousands of miles, killing Ying, Yong, and Liang. It is a legend, but this is a royal secret. Even King Lu can't make a big fanfare. How can I promote it?
Poems are more expensive and less expensive. I already have one, so I shouldn’t play too much.
Academic, practically speaking, can only be circulated among small-scale scholars, and people who are interested in research must pay attention to it. It can be said that the university's collection of notes is a gold mine. The longer the time, the more the stone will come out, but in a short time It is impossible to have much effect.
"Apart from these, or only books?"
"Moreover, to gain prestige, the easiest way is easy to understand. Although the poems and academics are elegant, but there are too few people who can appreciate it. If you want to maximize prestige, the most important thing is to be able to sing to the storyteller. "
Taoists exist in the world. There are many legends about demons, ghosts, foxes, ghosts, and beauties, and they can be written into books. Pu Songling did his best to produce books in his previous life. Although he was not well-known at the time, he has been circulating for hundreds of years after his death. This is just so-so.
Yes, when I was on Earth, I had a close friend. The two of them were drunk when they drank, and they talked about the secrets of writing. At that time, I only felt that I was empowered, but I didn't write a book back then. I might try it in this life.
Just thinking about it, his eyes swept across the data frame, suddenly startled.
"Supernatural power: Dou Zhuan Xing shift the first stage (1.7% completion)"
"On this road, so much has been completed. It seems that you really have to use your heart."
Fucheng
The heavy snow fell, thousands of people were still searching, Fang Jie and Tian Hong were dead, and even the army was mobilized. After searching for a few days, they couldn't find a trace.
In a hall, Father Ding walked back and forth, his face was blue, and the inspection brought some panic forward: "Daddy, the mountain has been carefully checked, but I can't find it."
"The drug stores, hotels, and restaurants in the city have also been searched several times, but they can't be found. All the doctors have also cross-examined. We have not received treatment. We have searched them several times, or they have escaped. "
Ding father-in-law was deeply unwilling to feel angry, and after walking a few steps, he shouted: "This person has been injured, but hundreds of you can't find it, it's all waste!"
"Just now, the prefect has already spread the word that even if it is the face of my father-in-law, he cannot always seal the city, let alone mobilize the army to impose a ban."
"But now in this situation, how do you ask the Sa family to explain to His Highness?" Father Ding's eyes have turned blood red from furious, sweeping through everyone~IndoMTL.com~Everyone in the field just feels cold on his body and inspects his forehead. There was a cold sweat, and he bit his scalp and said: "Father-in-law, you can relax outside and tighten inside, staring at hotels, hotels, docks, and main roads. Once you find it, it will not be too late to encircle and suppress."
There is something he didn’t say. It’s so cold and snowy. Some people have been frostbited for several days in a row. If this continues, morale will have to collapse. Even if it is forced to order, there will be no fighting power.
Duke Ding listened, endured the rage, swept across the crowd, and saw that everyone was silent, he knew that the string was too tight, and he pondered for a long time before he said: "Well, do what you said!"
After finishing speaking, snap my nails.
At this moment, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but feel annoyed.
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