Jiang Li

In the east, it is dark and dark, and in the north, it is colder and more lonely.

The grass on the shore knows no worries, and makes clear to people.

The morning light is faint, the north wind is blowing outside the window, and the withered grass is rustling.Between the light and the sound, Jiang Li had already tossed and turned several times on the wooden bed.He was struggling with a bed-ridden habit developed after three years of lingering in the hospital.

Today is different from the past, now I am not the young master Jiang who can sleep until the sun rises, but just a lonely teacher in a small village on the border of Jingling City.

Unexpectedly, there are such miraculous things in the world, and I actually came back from the dead.

It has been a year since his death.

The original owner of this body was named Jiang Qingzhou. Jiang Li searched for memories, only to know that he was in poor health and suffered from palpitations since he was a child, so he was withdrawn and gloomy. He only lived with an old woman and did not interact with others. Live alone.

This place is remote, with bandits and horse thieves in the front and monsters and birds in the back, and the folk customs are simple and tough.Respect for readers.Therefore, Jiang Qingzhou can own a house alone without being disturbed, and makes a living by teaching young men in the village to study.Because he seldom interacted with people, he left with his books after class, so he died of heart palpitations in the middle of the night a few days ago.

Speaking of Jiang Qingzhou's appearance, Jiang Li was really shocked when he saw it for the first time!

The man in the bronze mirror was seventeen years old, and he was extraordinarily handsome. He wore a ceremonial crown and a lake-colored Confucian gown with a green gusset double-breasted. He looked like a modest gentleman—he was quite similar to himself when he was young!

Jiang Li had the illusion of returning to the weak crown, but he checked his current body, and there was no birthmark from the past on his chest.

Jiang Qingzhou was just a Confucian scholar, and he didn't even have a trace of profound energy in his body, which made Jiang Li feel depressed.

Jiang Li was originally born in Yinyan City, one of the four cities in the south. In the past, he had heard of Jingling City in the north. He only said that the north was called the Northern Desert because of the yellow sand all over the sky and the withered vegetation.

There are three cities in the north, the head of which is Jingling City.There are four major forces entrenched in Jingling City, all of whom drink blood at the edge of their swords.In the eyes of southerners who pursue gentleness, kindness, courtesy and humility, people in Beimo are too aggressive and aggressive.Its profound energy is mostly known for its strength and might.This can be seen in the annual fighting between the North and the South.

After struggling for a long time and doing countless psychological constructions, Jiang Li finally got up successfully.It has been three days since he was reborn again, and he has delayed going to class on the grounds that he is unwell.Today is the deadline, and it is inevitable.Although I have never done the job of teaching a teacher, I can only bite the bullet and do it.

After grooming himself meticulously, he put on layers of jackets, put a few old books under his armpits, stepped out of the warm house, and rushed to the school dejectedly, ready to fool the group young man.

In front is an open-air courtyard. A few clumps of sand cypress are planted in front of the gate as guardrails. The ground inside is paved with mudstone. With a few wooden tables, it can be regarded as a simple school.

The young students are all thirteen or fourteen years old, and all of them have tiger heads and tiger brains, with strong physiques. The □□ young boys were grinning and punching each other, asking about their homework, when they saw Jiang Li appearing at the door, they immediately silenced and sat up in a dignified manner.

Their teacher has always been the strictest, and if he disturbs his lecture, he will be punished with a handboard.The board is made of twisted strands of dry wood and rattan, which can make a powerful adult tremble in the palm of his hand.They won't suffer if they can't beat them back after being whipped by their husband.Although sir, this class is really boring, it's better to let them wield knives and sticks on the sand.

Jiang Li swung forward and sat cross-legged in front of the desk.All the students immediately held their breath and concentrated, beware of his sudden inspection of homework.

Jiang Li clattered through those books, and asked casually, "What are you talking about today?"

No one answered.

Jiang Li said casually, "Say it."

The boy who was named was named Zhao Xiaohu. The kid turned pale with fright on the spot, and he didn't know what kind of hatred the master had for him, so he could only reply tremblingly: "South, north and south, the condensation of profound energy is poor, poor, poor!"

Jiang Li gave the boy a regretful look.Is this child a stuttering child?Pity!

Oops!Wrong answer!Zhao Xiaohu wailed in his heart.The other teenagers showed their expressions of embarrassment.

Seeing that a palm-slapping punishment was about to come, Jiang Li, who was sitting in the first seat, got up without warning.

"Because of the different climate, environment, climatic conditions, etc. in the north and the south, the way to condense the profound energy is naturally different." Jiang Li seemed to be completely unaware of the thoughts of these young men, and only said to himself.

When he was young, he was a prodigy who practiced profound energy in the eyes of everyone. When most of his peers were still struggling at the sixth and seventh ranks of profound masters, he had already broken through the shackles of ninth rank and reached the rank of profound masters in one fell swoop, becoming a silver medalist. The only mysterious master under the age of 15 on the master list in Yancheng.Not only that, he also has attainments in poetry, poetry, medicine and pharmacology, and organ strategy.The underground city defense mechanism of Yinyan City is his handwriting.

Since he abolished Xuan Gong and was ill for three years, he had nothing to do, and even read all kinds of books.Because of his talent and intelligence, he can often see the whole leopard at a glance, so he can also infer and comprehend the wonders of the Hundred Schools of Practice.For him now, his control over profound strength and comprehension of profound soul have already far surpassed ordinary people.

It's a pity that with his current body, for some reason, he can't successfully condense profound energy.It seems that the movement of the breath is always blocked by a powerful and mysterious force.

And I can't help but want to--

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Cough a few times.

Jiang Li covered her mouth and coughed lightly, while secretly rolling her eyes.Can't carry it on the shoulder, can't lift it with the hand, this Jiang Qingzhou is also weak and weak!

Do you want him to be a theoretical master in the future?Then he must be tied up in a small black house by a certain force and forced to teach scriptures?Every man is innocent and conceives his crime!It's not a good thing to be too ostentatious until you have enough strength to protect yourself.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li scribbled on the basic condensing method of southern profound strength.They are all things in the book, he just followed the script.

After all, Jiang Li had never really come into contact with Bei Mo's dark energy condensation operation method.After talking about the situation of the southern black strength, he called Zhao Xiaohu's name: "How high is your dark strength?" He could see at a glance that Zhao Xiaohu's aura was above the other boys.

Zhao Xiaohu quickly said: "Go back to the teacher, the boy is a fourth-level Xuanshi!"

Jiang Li nodded: "Give me your hand, and let me see how to use my profound energy."

Zhao Xiaohu didn't know why, seeing the calm expression on his husband's face, he didn't know whether he was happy or angry, so he could only do as he did.

He stood up in full view, handed Jiang Li his hand, then closed his eyes as if he was sinking his boat, and activated his profound power in his body.

Jiang Li lowered his head, concentrating on the palm of his hand.I felt a thin stream of water coming out like a mountain spring, the spring's eyes were narrow but the water flow was fast, and it was rushing and sharp in the veins.

Jiang Li nodded thoughtfully.No wonder people often say that Beimo Xuanli is domineering. A fourth-rank Xuanshi can burst out with such determination. If it is a Xuanshi, Xuanwang, Xuanhuang, or even Daxuanzun, wouldn't it be possible to defeat the enemy with a single blow? ?

But everything has pros and cons.Insufficient stamina is the biggest weakness of Northern Xuan Gong.Therefore, there are few protracted wars in the north.

It's a pity that Zhao Xiaohu only has the fourth rank of Xuanshi after all.It would be even better if there is a mysterious master to let him study it.

Jiang Li withdrew his hand and said to Zhao Xiaohu: "That's right, it has made a lot of achievements."

Zhao Xiaohu was anxiously "figuring out the holy meaning", but he couldn't believe it when he heard his husband praise him suddenly.He was still dizzy when he returned to his seat.The other students cast surprised and envious glances at him.

Jiang Li finally concluded: "Although the world's exercises have their own mysteries, they are always changing and inseparable from their original principles!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Li smiled inwardly when he saw that the young men were half understanding, waved his hands and said, "Okay, everyone, let's start practicing calligraphy."

The young men rustled and took out the copybooks and began copying them at their desks.

Bored, Jiang Li sighed as he looked at the white sky with his chin resting on his shoulders.

Although the past is like an old dream, the prosperity turns to be empty.The grievances and merits and demerits are left to future generations to say.But he is a layman, he likes to live in a decent and beautiful way.Furthermore, in this world where the strong are respected, he is not willing to be a mediocre weak for the rest of his life.So now he has to think carefully about how to break through the blockage of deceitful energy in his body and cultivate his own profound energy.Before that, some necessary life-saving means must be prepared.I still have to look for Zhan Yu, his family.I don't know how the child is doing now.

"Young Master, is this scholar really a descendant of Hero Jiang?"

Here, Jiang Li is so far away that he doesn't know that on the other side of the mountain, his actions are being watched by two strangers.

Both of them are tall and tall, with long knives on their waists.A dark red long belt is tied on the forehead, and he is dressed in a dark blue strong suit, with ocher belts on the wrists and ankles, and long boots on his feet.This is the unique attire of Jingling Chengwu Bunker.

The two concealed their bodies and observed Jiang Li for a while.

It was a burly man who spoke.He looked at Jiang Li and nodded secretly, thinking that this young man was so young, he didn't expect to have such a bearing.

It's just that Jiang Daxia was such an imposing figure back then, the majestic King Jiang Xuan, who was famous in Beimo. Who would have thought that his only son, Jiang Qingzhou, was a feeble scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken?

I heard that Jiang Qingzhou was brought up by Mrs. Jiang's wet nurse.Growing in the hands of a woman, born in a remote village, no wonder!

My young master was a rebellious master when he was young, and now he was quickly recalled by the patriarch from thousands of miles away, just to marry such a scholar, I don't know what the young master feels at this moment.He was worried that this frail scholar would not be able to contain the unruly heart of his young master.

The big man flattered him and said: "Young master, I think scholars are good too. They are young, have never seen the world, calm, obedient, and easy to control!"

After thinking about it like this, it seems that there are still many advantages!

As if aware of the thoughts of his followers, the young man who had been holding his arms together and keeping silent since just now turned his face slightly, revealing a perfect side face that was so handsome that it was almost evil, and said with a sneer, "I don't know what my temperament is yet, so don't jump to conclusions."

Moreover, this kid looks too much like that guy in Yinyan City, it makes people uncomfortable to look at!