The sunset is slanting.

On the desk in front of the window, the jade man hanging the bowl and the book seemed to have crossed a layer of golden brilliance.

"It's different. "One by one, the formulas and algorithms of longevity tricks poured out from Guo Yuanyuan's pen like flowing water, and Guo Yuanyuan often thought about it after a little thought, and then figured out the key in his brain, and soon found the corresponding longevity recipe algorithm.

"Huh?"

Qiu Xinmiao looked at Guo Yuanyuan's figure doing the question.

"It's been seven days, and as soon as Guo Yuanyuan sat down in front of the desk in seven days, after lifting the pen, in addition to the normal laying of paper and grinding ink, almost the pen moved like flying, without thinking. ”

"The recipe for longevity is like flying, without thinking!" A glimmer of light flashed in Qiu Xinmiao's eyes, although she had never been a recipe for longevity, even since she was a child, she was mainly practicing martial arts, and her study of literature was mainly based on reading classics extensively, and she did not directly participate in the picking of longevity fruits, and she didn't even pay attention to other things like Sima Guang and Lu Gong's book on how to calculate the longevity recipe word by word.

But it doesn't mean that Qiu Xinmiao really can't figure it out.

"Even if you write an article, you may not be able to write without thinking about ordinary arithmetic problems. Qiu Xinmiao quietly appeared behind Guo Yuanyuan, looking at her pen, her beautiful eyes lit up again.

Guo Yuanyuan's formula for longevity is like a work of art, full of mysterious beauty, and the words are beautiful. Although Qiu Xinmiao doesn't know much about the calculation formula, she feels comfortable at this look, as if she has a charm that catches people's hearts.

"It turns out that the recipe for longevity is such a beautiful thing!" Qiu Xinmiao's heart swelled with a mysterious feeling, "Perhaps, I thought wrong, picking longevity fruits should be like Guo Yuanyuan." ”

......

It was pouring rain, and in a study room a mile away from Shangrong Academy, Yang De looked at the middle-aged scholar pleadingly.

"Just a little bit of a change. It is enough to raise the grade by one level. ”

"Raise one level?" Yang Jin glared at his nephew angrily, "I picked the longevity fruit at a critical moment, maybe it will be fruitful soon, you also know that now that Confucianism is blooming and Xinxue has also picked a fruit, our Shangrong faction can't fall behind......"

"Uncle. You are my own uncle, and the marriage between Senior Sister Mao and me was also facilitated by you, why do you ......"

"Alright. Yang Jin was helpless, in order to show his ability in front of the beauty, his eldest nephew asked him Yang Jin to help change a love poem.

"I encountered the last hurdle in picking fruits, and I haven't found the inspiration for a breakthrough for two months anyway, so I'm not in a hurry. Yang Jin sighed in his heart, since Zhao Tingzhi followed the pace of Confucianism and instructed the door to sort out the materials in the form of "Tool Theory". After he Yang Jin had to put down the longevity recipe in his hand, he and the team where he was picking the longevity fruit sorted out the information he had mastered step by step.

After these problems are solved and the subject materials are sorted out, there are only a few difficulties left to overcome in this fruit-picking action.

Seeing that the fruit picking was expected to be a quick success, Yang Jin's entire team was extremely excited, and then everyone attacked the city all the way with great enthusiasm, and finally stopped at the last difficulty.

I thought it wouldn't take long to solve this level. Can it be ...... Two months, two whole months. Their team didn't even find a good solution.

Now it is Songshan Tianxian Lotus again, and the new learning is successful in picking fruits, and Yang Jin is even more anxious.

"Today is the last time, don't bother me until I pick the fruit in the future. Yang Jin commanded in a deep voice, and when he saw Yang Delian responding, he put his mind on the love poem in front of him.

"Huh?" looked at the love poem in his hand. Yang Jin thought about it, and suddenly a spiritual light flashed in his mind.

"Understood, that's it, that's it!" Yang Jin closed his eyes, his mind was extremely active at this time. One by one, the formula of longevity appeared, jumping and rolling.

"Bang!" Yang Jin pressed the love poem in his hand directly on the table, and the whole person flew sideways, directly slammed the door open, and fell into the heavy rain outside.

"Haha, I found it, I found it!" Yang Jin broke through the heavy rain curtain and disappeared into the distance with a splash.

Yang De rushed out of the room and stared at the slowly falling splash: "Found it, what did Uncle find." Suddenly, Yang De trembled, "Could it be that the elixir is picking fruits?"

In the west wing of Shangrong Academy, Yang Jin rushed in with a splash, and then directly grinded ink and laid paper.

Soon he picked up his pen and wrote in this room, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable change between heaven and earth.

There is a wealthy family not far from Shangrong Academy, in the east room of the inner courtyard.

"Madam, how is this power?" A young man rubbed the shoulders of the beautiful woman who was half-lying on the recliner with a cautious face, and the woman pulled her face: "So-so, I said Xie Wenjin, can I do what I told you in the morning?"

"It's all done, it's all done as Madame tells you. The young man made a promise, and suddenly his hand trembled, and there was an incredible look in his eyes.

"You're hurting me. The woman scolded, but the young man didn't seem to hear it.

"It's ...... Vision!" the young man looked up slowly.

"Xie Wenjin. The woman's face was even more ugly, "Mrs. Ben speaks, you can't be deaf." ”

But at this time, the young man 'whoosh' and rushed out like a cheetah, the woman's body trembled, looking at Xie Wenjin's ghostly speed, her face was a little pale, and after a while, she came back to her senses, and her face showed a hideous look: "What a Xie Wenjin, he actually played a trick to scare Mrs. Ben, wait a minute, he must be good-looking." ”

In the rain, Xie Wenjin looked up at the sky: "That's right, it's a vision, it's a natural vision, this time it must be, it must be from my Shangrong faction." ”

"Boom!" A figure shot out and landed beside Xie Wenjin: "Wen Jin, you also found out!"

"Hmm!"

"This time it should be Yang Jin, they succeeded. ”

Zhao Tingzhi put down the brush in the study room north of the Zhao Mansion and walked to the porch with the hot tea sent by the servant.

"Confucianism talks about the inferiority of men and women, talks about three from four virtues, Qin Xianao never believes this, if the Songshan lotus appears if it is really him, then it shows that the will of heaven does not belong to Confucianism, Confucianism even six fruits, and even Wang Anshi's unexpected fruit picking must be because of other reasons, but this reason is ......" Zhao Tingzhi's eyes were blank, Confucianism advocated the vernacular, he Zhao Tingzhi also advocated the vernacular, Confucianism said to be rigorous, every word must be tightly matched, there is no leak to find, he Zhao Tingzhi also launched his disciples to study "Tool Theory" and "Principles of Ethics" , it can be said that every time Confucianism makes a move, he Zhao Tingzhi will follow suit.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Tingzhi looked at the rain curtain, and suddenly his ears moved, and a trace of whistling sound drifted into his ears, and then the whistling sound became brighter and louder, and after rushing into the sky, it was like a thunderbolt.

"It's Shou Xiang calling, this voice is so urgent, what's going on?" Zhao Ting's hand shook, the teacup in his hand flew up and fell into the house, and then he flew onto the roof and went straight to the east.

The master of the Rong faction 'Laughing Maitreya' Bi Shouxiang let out an earth-shattering roar, which immediately alarmed the surrounding innate masters, and these innate masters directly rushed to the place where the whistle sounded, and soon-

"It's a vision!"

The scope of this vision is...... Shang Rong Academy!"

One by one, their eyes widened, and then they were ecstatic. In front of Shangrong Academy, Zhao Tingzhi strode like a fly, tears and rain flowed down his face: "My Rong faction has finally succeeded in picking fruits seven years in advance!"

Shang Rong, a non-Confucian sect, sent people to unexpectedly pick fruits several years in advance, and the news generally spread to the martial arts world. After the Confucianism was in the sixth yuan, if the lotus flower of Songshan was not considered Confucianism, it could be said that there was no more fruit picking for seven or eight months, but Wang Anshi's Xinxue and Zhao Tingzhi's Shangrong faction were unexpectedly successful in picking fruits.

"Why?"

"Isn't it Confucian......ism?

Although this Xinxue is a betrayal of Confucianism, and the Shangrong faction has been Confucianizing itself for thousands of years, God let them succeed in picking fruits in advance, what does this mean?"

They were all thinking about it, and they felt that God was becoming more and more incomprehensible.

"Sure enough, God still likes my Confucianism. Cheng Yi looked at the heavy rain outside the window with a warm smile on his face.

"Father, although the Shangrong faction also has some Confucian thoughts, their roots are different from ours after all. ”

"Of course I know, but if you think about it, think about the fruit picking of the past year. Cheng Yi glanced at his third son, Cheng Duanyan, "In the past year, it was first Confucianism Lian Zhongyuan, and then Wang Anshi's Xinxue and Zhao Tingzhi's Shangrong faction, why did it take their turn to be orthodox Confucianism Lianzhong Liuyuan first, why did Orthodox Confucianism go six times, and they only twice?"

"This is ......" Cheng Duanyan's body trembled, and his face showed a sudden look.

"It's really surprising that Masao picks fruit under his door. Sima Guang crumpled the note in his hand into crumbs, "But this is also a good thing, a great thing, it proves that my Confucianism is really loved by God." ”

Sima Kang also nodded on the side: "My Confucianism picks the six fruits, and it is their turn to pick the new learning and the Shangrong faction, and the Shangrong faction and the new learning are really Confucian, but they are not orthodox, and they are not orthodox Confucianism, so naturally they can only give a little sweetness, so we picked the six fruits in a row before it was their turn to drink some soup." ”

Lu Xiangfu Lu Gongzhu smiled slightly: "Okay, a good Shangrong school picks fruits, it seems that the more it contains Confucian orthodox views, the more it is valued by God!"

......

Sima Guang, Cheng Yi, Lu Gongshu, Sima Kang and others are still optimistic and firmly believe that this is God's reminder that Confucianism is the best.

There are more than them in the world's 'smart people', many people in the entire martial arts world have carefully analyzed, especially the Confucian disciples, one by one they quickly came to the conclusion that the will of heaven is still Confucian, after all, the ideas of the Shangrong school have now been Confucianized, and they don't even know the history of this school.

"Good!"

"I really want to know what Qin Xianao and Duan Hai think of the summit!"

"Yes, isn't he anti-Confucian, anti-heaven and man-induced?"

The Confucian school still celebrates in revelry, while the non-Confucian schools have mixed tastes. The entire martial arts world is immersed in the shock of picking fruits from the Xinxue and Shangrong schools, and in the distant Lingnan, under the Qin Dynasty, the children of the Taiji Society who have been cultivated by the nine longevity recipes have reached the outbreak period of nearly ending and producing results after several months of combined longevity formulas. (To be continued.) )