Chapter 53 Confucian Practitioner

Chapter 53 53. Confucian practitioners

Lei Jun was thinking about his own affairs when he suddenly noticed something strange in the water flow.

He relied on the second function of the water-proof golden eyes to observe the outside world through the flood.

I saw someone coming across the mountains and rivers in the mountains to the west of Qingxiao Lake.

The torrential flood in front of him actually had limited threat.

The visitor was dressed in Confucian robes and looked like a scribe in his thirties or forties. His clothes were in the wind, his face was pale, but his eyes were sharp.

Lei Jun did not recognize this person, but he knew a young man following him.

Fang Mingyuan belongs to the Fang clan in Jingxiang.

The young man was followed by several servants, who were guarding an embarrassed middle-aged Taoist priest, who turned out to be Qin Tao who had escaped earlier.

"Didn't you say Luo Haoran is here?" Fang Mingyuan frowned.

The scribe looked at the old Taoist Lu Zhaoqing who was sitting cross-legged in meditation with a surprised expression:

"There is a disciple from Tianshi Mansion named Luo Haoran. I wonder where he is now?"

"Master Nephew Luo has left long ago, and only the old Taoist remains here."

Lu Zhaoqing's eyes were filled with surprise, but his face regained his composure, and he said slowly: "What do you call the layman? Do you have anything to do with Master Nephew Luo? If it's convenient, I can tell you later."

"The junior's surname is Fang, his single name is Yue, and he is from Jingxiang."

The scribe looked calm: "I came to visit Daoist Luo today because of some grudges between him and Fang's brother Mingyuan."

Lu Zhaoqing took a deep breath: "It turns out to be Mr. Fang from the Fang Clan in Jingxiang. I am so disrespectful.

It's just that Pindao had heard a little bit about what happened at the beginning, and Longhu Mountain had already dealt with it. "

Fang Yue: "Sir, I don't dare to take it seriously. Fang's cursive character is Duanfeng, and the Taoist priest can call me Biaozi."

In addition, the Taoist Master misunderstood my purpose of coming. As you said, the matter on Longhu Mountain was already publicized that day. How could Fang continue to pester me?

I came here today to express my gratitude to Luo Daochang for saving Ming Yuan from Xiang Xinjiang. "

Hmm...huh?

Lu Zhaoqing was surprised.

Lei Jun, who was observing through his water-proof golden eyes, was also shaken and almost fell upside down from the Xuantian Lake.

Even more surprised than them was Fang Mingyuan himself.

"Brother Thirteen?!" The young master looked at the scribe in disbelief.

The other party met his gaze and said calmly: "A gentleman repays kindness with kindness, and repays grievance with straightness. How can you repay kindness with grievance?"

Fang Mingyuan's eyes straightened: "You..."

Under the cover of water-proof golden pupils, Lei Jun raised his eyebrows.

A trick?

Or is it that Fang Yue sensed some danger and stopped at the brink?

Lei Jun looked around.

He almost thought that Master Yuan Mobai had arrived. He didn't notice it, but Fang Yue did.

Several people from the Fang family came from Xishan Pass, so they should have chosen the corresponding lottery, right?

Lu Zhaoqing didn't know about the fortune, but Fang Mingyuan's reaction made him vigilant again:

"This... Young Master Fang is very polite. It's a pity that Junior Nephew Luo is not here at the moment. If I have a chance later, I will definitely bring the message to you."

While speaking, the old Taoist priest's eyes fell on his deputy Qin Tao.

Qin Tao was seriously injured and looked like he was being guarded by the Fang family's servants.

The other party behaves like this, no matter how you look at it, it looks like they are coming with bad intentions.

"When we came over, we happened to meet Brother Shensi and his party from the Lin Clan in Jiangzhou. They intercepted and killed Taoist Qin. Well... Taoist Qin introduced the situation of your sect in Qingxiao Lake in detail."

Fang Yue waved his hand and signaled the Fang family servants to hand Qin Tao over to Lu Zhaoqing: "Fang persuaded Brother Shensi and the others to leave. As for Taoist Qin, of course, it should be arranged by the Gui sect or the Zixiao sect."

Lu Zhaoqing's complexion changed slightly.

The "Brother Shensi" mentioned by the other party should be a figure from the Lin clan in Jiangzhou.

Previously, did the Jiangzhou Lin Clan set up an ambush at the Xishan intersection?

Qin Tao probably just ran into their hands.

Then……

"Master, disciple...disciple does not..." Qin Tao was freed, but when he came into contact with Lu Zhaoqing's eyes, he felt guilty.

The so-called detailed introduction of Lu Zhaoqing, Lei Jun, and Luo Haoran's situation in Qingxiao Lake is to put it bluntly, they are leading the way...

Qin Tao deliberately denied it, and even thought about how to defeat the Fang family.

But under the gaze of Fang Yue, who was as bright and sharp as a mirror, he actually felt that his words were ineffective.

"The Jiangzhou Lin clan is so bold and reckless, which is beyond Pindao's expectation."

The young man Lu Zhao was old and frail, but his eyesight was still there. When he saw this, he understood most of it.

He waved his sleeves and took Qin Tao aside. He ignored this part for the time being and thanked the scribe instead: "Thank you Mr. Fang for your generous help. I am very grateful."

But for the sake of caution, the old Taoist priest still did not mention anything about Lei Jun and Luo Haoran.

"Taoist Priest, there is no need to be polite." Fang Yue, who was opposite him, did not ask further questions. He looked up at the still surging Xuantian Lake and said, "Taoist Priests, controlling floods and relieving sieges and relieving people in distress are actions that benefit the common people. Rong Fang can help. Ming Ming. Far away, hard work and experience are rare, come with me.”

Lu Zhaoqing's expression changed again.

But before he could stop him, the other party had already led Fang Mingyuan forward.

Fang Yue opened his mouth and chanted in a manly voice:

"The clouds are moving, the rain has stopped, the moon is good and the river is bright."

There were gusts of wind around his body.

The breeze blows upward, breaking through the water of Xuantian Lake. Through the water waves, it seems that there is a bright moon hanging faintly in the sky.

Under the moonlight, the raging flood was indeed suppressed.

Lu Zhaoqing watched this scene with fear.

He had already secretly held a thunder talisman in his palm.

But Lei Jun and Luo Haoran, who were in the water, seemed to have disappeared.

While the old Taoist priest was surprised, he let go of his breath.

In Xuantian Lake.

Lei Jun continuously used his own Fengfeng Talisman that was fused with the spiritual power of the Night Wind Stone.

These talismans were all top-grade Fengfeng Talismans that he drew with Zhu Feng's pen.

Under the cover of the night, Lei Jun, Luo Haoran, and the water-avoiding golden pupils quietly disappeared into the torrent.

The tops of the towering mountains reached into the Xuantian Lake in the air, and were mostly cut off by the turbulent flow of spiritual energy.

At this moment, Lei Jun and the other two used the remaining rocks to cover their bodies.

Although Fang Yue's Wenhua Qi penetrated the water, it could not cover such a large area for a while.

Lei Jun even had the mind to observe Fang Yue's move.

Today was the first time he witnessed a Confucian practitioner take action, and it was a Confucian practitioner with a cultivation level above the three heavens.

Just like Taoism has different cultivation paths, Confucianism also has different branch inheritances.

Fang Yue's way of cultivation should be the Confucian poetry chanting lineage.

This is a faction with a long history but relatively less orthodox mainstream in the entire Confucian cultivation system.

In the Tang Dynasty, there was a trend of further development.

The characteristics of the Confucian chanting lineage in actual combat, as Lei Jun said when he played games on Blue Star before crossing, are very similar to the mage profession, and most of them are standing turret-type mages.

If the physical training warriors concentrate all their skills on their own flesh and blood, then the combat effectiveness of the Confucian chanting lineage is mainly reflected in the spirit and mind.

They and the Taoist talisman school are all learning from the heaven and earth and borrowing the power of nature. The difference is that Fang Yue and others use poetry to resonate with the heaven and earth and mobilize the majestic spiritual energy for their own use.

If we trace back to the distant ancient times, the two sides even have some overlaps, but later they gradually developed into two directions.

An important manifestation of the power of the soul and mind is the strong and keen perception ability.

However, compared with Fang Yue's ability to suppress the flood, Lei Jun felt that the other party was not searching for people under the guise of flood control.

Lu Zhaoqing watched for a moment, and seeing that Fang Yue was concentrating on flood control rather than looking for people, he finally felt relieved.

Fang Mingyuan lowered his voice: "Thirteenth brother, were you just pretending to be with them and looking for the Taoist priest surnamed Luo?"

Seeing that Xuantian Lake was stabilizing and there was no possibility of another outbreak in a short time, the scholar stopped temporarily.

There were only the two brothers around, and Fang Yue turned his head and looked at Fang Mingyuan quietly.

Fang Mingyuan: "Brother Thirteen?"

Fang Yue calmly repeated his previous words: "A gentleman repays kindness with kindness and repays grievances with justice. How can he repay kindness with grievances?"

Fang Mingyuan was stunned again: "Brother Thirteen, you just..."

Fang Yue: "I don't need to lie to others, and I don't need to lie to you."

The young man opposite choked for a moment, remembering that he had happily asked Brother Thirteen to come with him to find someone to help him out. This Brother Thirteen just said lightly:

"It's time to meet this Taoist Luo."

He had heard that Yuan Mobai was there before, and was worried about missing the opportunity. It was this Brother Thirteen who told him that Yuan Mobai had a battle agreement with someone and would not return to the vicinity of Qingxiao Mountain in the short term.

The result was unexpectedly...

Fang Yue looked at his cousin and shook his head slightly: "Uncle and Auntie usually dote on you too much. Now you don't even understand the most basic principle that a gentleman should be upright and have many supporters..."

"Enough!"

Fang Mingyuan finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Don't think that you have an old face and you can teach others in a stern manner. You are only two years older than me!"

Fang Yue remained calm and corrected calmly: "I am mature at a young age, not old-looking at a young age."

...No wonder!

Lei Jun and Fang Mingyuan were in the same camp this time and booed together.

Because of the earlier incident with Li Ying, Lei Jun had heard that Fang Mingyuan was about the same age as Li Ying and was not yet twenty this year.

If Fang Yue was really only two years older than him, he would be just in his early twenties!

This middle-aged face in his thirties or forties, you tell me it is twenty? !

When he first appeared, Lei Jun thought that Fang Mingyuan had asked the elder uncles in the clan to help him find trouble with Luo Haoran.

He was ready to lead the other party to the north mountain and send a bad fortune to the Fang family.

Later, he said that it was a clan brother.

Considering the large age difference between peers in the cultivation world, it is not surprising.

But now you tell me that this "middle-aged" scholar is not even older than me...

But then again, at this age, with such a cultivation level, it is rare in a famous family like the Fang family in Jingxiang, right?

It's just that he looks really anxious... Lei Jun was speechless for a rare moment.

Fang Yue seemed to have gotten used to it, calm and composed, looking at his embarrassed and angry brother Fang Mingyuan:

"Age has big or small, but there is no order of truth, the one who is accomplished comes first..."

"Boom!!"

Fang Yue was talking, but unexpectedly, a loud noise came from the north.

Everyone was stunned.

Lei Jun also looked at the mountains in the north.

Is this the bad fortune fulfilled?

Then again, no one over there should have stepped on the thunder... Wait a minute.

Someone from the Jiangzhou Lin Clan set up an ambush in the West Mountain and intercepted Qin Tao who was out.

So did they arrange any personnel in the North Mountain?

(PS: The poem in the article comes from Zhang Jiazhen's "When Sitting in the Moon Temple with Gao Wanggong, You Must Know that the Master Has Come from Lei Feng" in the Qing Dynasty. The whole poem is "The air is in the wild, and the crickets are chirping in the early autumn. The clouds are moving and the rain has stopped, the moon is bright and the river is bright. Occasionally, I meet a monk and talk, and I feel my life. The cool breeze penetrates the pillow and mat, and my dream is clear tonight.")