Tai sui

Nanwan, Jiahe 14 years.

It's still late spring, and it's still an election year.

Xuanyin Mountain General Election was originally held once every ten years, in order to cooperate with the inner sect to maintain the Jinping Dragon Vein. Since the ninth year of Jiahe, it has been changed to every five years.Some people said that after the fall of the Zhao family, Tianji Pavilion was short of manpower; some people said that the enlightened monks grew too fast, and the inner sect wanted to contain King Zhuang; some people said that there was any other reason for the expansion of Xuanyin's election, that is, the world is not peaceful .

The world is indeed not what it used to be.

When the new emperor came to power, there was a big riot in Dawan.How many years has this been going down?In the sixth year of Jiahe, Elder Cicada died again, and Zhao's treason brought down half of the Tianji Pavilion, and even banned the spirits of the whole country for ten days.

Neighbors around the world are also fuel-efficient everywhere.

The most outrageous thing is the neighbor Xichu. Nowadays, Xichu has two major local specialties: pickles and evil spirits.

First, they set off two blood moons within half a year, more frequently than other places.Before everyone could be astonished, there was another incident of blatant apostasy by the Great Elder Xuan Wu of the East Block and his disciples from the evil sect—Cicada's apostasy, which sounds similar to "Your Majesty's rebellion"!

The whereabouts of these two gods and men are still unknown, and the "unnecessary" head of Yueman didn't even fart.Xiang Ning was the only cicada slough left in Sanyue Mountain, alone suppressing a group of big ascending spirits with different intentions, and he couldn't suppress it at all.Those surnamed Xiang and those not surnamed Xiang openly split into two camps. As the projection of Xianshan on earth, the political arena of Dongheng City is turbulent. none.

Ever since Western Chu pioneered the ascension of evil spirits, it seemed contagious, and the great evil spirits hidden in Southern Shu and Northern Li had emerged one after another.The Kunlun sword cultivators in Northern Li have always used force to suppress people, and quickly promulgated nine major laws and regulations to strictly control evil spirits inside and outside the country.Even overcorrecting, "exorcising evil spirits" has become a means for people to frame each other.

The situation in Southern Shu is more complicated. There are [-] tribes in Shu and its three islands, roughly divided into two tribes.The two ethnic groups can be distinguished by their appearance. In addition to the shared Zhaoye Mandarin, they also have their own languages, and subtle disputes have been going on for a long time.Ever since the rise of the evil spirit, the clan gap has been mixed with the struggle between good and evil, and civil wars are raging every day.

Not to mention the chaotic place that has never been taken care of by anyone, it is an excellent place to hide the dirt.Within a few years, three great evil spirits ascended to their spirits successively, and even found the secret place where Qiu Sha hid back then, and sneaked into the Lancang Mountains together, plotting to usurp the South Mine in vain.If the Four Great Immortal Mountains hadn't come back to join forces to suppress them, these few people would almost have established a country.

In comparison, the people of Wan Kingdom are lucky.As early as when Nanwan established the Kaiming Division, it resolutely expelled the evil spirits and strictly guarded the territory. Therefore, Xuanyin Mountain is now the only place with a strong waist—at least on the bright side, only they Dawan did not splash it on the moon. Too bloody.

But in such a big environment, no one wants to be alone.

The inscriptions on the border have been upgraded several times, but the intruders with malicious intentions cannot be stopped. Xuanyin Mountain has no choice but to send inner sect foundation disciples to sit in the branches of Tianji Pavilion in various places.At the same time, an epoch-making decree was passed: allowing qualified humans to walk and build foundations.

In this way, Pang Jian, the governor of the Tianji Pavilion, finally built the foundation in good faith.

Still wearing a sapphire blue robe and a silver belt, but his a bit of a bandit-like wildness has been restrained a lot. As usual, he sent the new batch of disciples to the Qianxiu Temple.

Nearly [-]% of the disciples are no longer the children of the big family, they are all from ordinary officials and officials, and they are selected layer by layer. Their qualifications are much better than before, but they don't know the rules. The paper flew out of a disciple's luggage, with the words "XX newspaper" vaguely printed on it.He wanted to reprimand him, but when he saw that the disciple who carried the newspaper had turned pale with fright, he swallowed his words again... Also, not everyone is as bold as that brat Xi Shiyong.

Pang Jian nodded towards the guiding monk, turned around and fled underground.

The newspaper is also called "grass paper" because it was originally printed on straw paper.

It's a long story.

A few years ago, the Xichuxiang clan obviously lost power, and the hyenas salivated and gritted their teeth towards Sanyue Mountain.I don't know who fished in the troubled waters, printed some nonsense on straw paper for people to have fun when they went to the toilet, called "lace straw paper", and arranged it all by using the great talents of Sanyue Neimen as actors.There are often appalling titles such as "Hanging Harmless Lovesickness, Peeking at the Master Taking a Bath", and the content is very vulgar.

This is the secret of the fairy, and no one likes to read such old-fashioned stories such as "elope to the oiran" and "the green hat prince". The big guys know that this stuff is nonsense, but they can still listen to it with gusto.For a while, every Mr. Dao who wrote letters for others went to the toilet, and then he had to follow a group of addicts who could not read.The literati and scholars are naturally romantic when they drink their cups of Qushui, and the common people have special fun in squatting in the pit to pass papers.

"Lace straw paper" has been repeatedly banned in Chu State, because every time the "ban" is loudly shouted, the wind is loud and the rain is small, and it is not implemented seriously-this thing only arranges the Xiang family, and there are too many people waiting to see the Xiang family.

Later, someone followed Yin with malicious intentions, making the water even more muddy.

"Lace straw paper" became "grass paper" and became an industry in Western Chu—if in Nanwan, no matter how fiercely the several big families fought, they would still be respectable to the outside world, and it would be possible to develop in such absurd places as Chu State. This cancer.

Sanyue suffered from the Xiang family for a long time, with the monopoly of the fairy mountain at the top, and the corruption of the imperial examinations at the bottom.But when things get serious, it's beyond their control.

In the beginning, several factions continued the obscene style of lace papyrus, attacking and smearing each other, and making some disgusting rumors.Gradually, as the scope of circulation expanded like a plague, more and more people were involved in the melee, and the content began to vary.Some people openly questioned why the Sanyue Lingshan belonged to Xiang's family, and some people raised snakes from all over the place to raise monks, and the matter of burning spiritual faces was brought to the light. Hua Lengzi will also have one or two articles about Taoist history and common sense of practice, which are easy to understand, And there are basically no fallacies. Although it will be destroyed soon, once this thing comes out, it will be copied and spread by scholars immediately, and people's mouths cannot be blocked.

This looks like Sanyue's internal struggle is self-inflicted, but who started the lace newspaper first?Apart from those wicked Lu Wu, Pang Jian couldn't think of anyone else.

Zhou Ying didn't do things for fun, every little action he made to fuel the flames was aimed at killing people. In just a few years, the Sanyue Xianshan, which stood tall for a thousand years, was dragged into the mundane smoke and dust by people's spittle, and his face was disgraced.

It was too late when Sanyue recalled it. The grass newspaper became popular all over the country and became a unique printing culture, and it began to spread abroad.Beili reacted the fastest. In the first few years, he announced that those who privately printed grassroots newspapers were considered "rebellious" and their entire family would be chopped off if they were caught.

Dawan is also banned, but enlightened monks who have experienced domestic turmoil and have established momentum must not dare to follow the example of their northern neighbors in using heavy codes against the people.Besides, the canals, gorge rivers, and Tengyunjiao all over the country are too accessible to manage at all—won’t these all be brought into the Qianxiu Temple by the young people who don’t know the importance?

Pang Jianxin was very tired. He glanced at the headline and saw "The rainstorm broke the embankment, the Lin clan's water-avoiding inscription drove out the torrent, and ten thousand mu of good land was destroyed at once", and he was even more tired.

The rotten paper made of industrial waste turned into ashes in his palm, and Pang Jian turned and went to Elder Su's Chengjing Hall.

Su Zhun of Qianxiu Temple was the former governor of Tianji Pavilion and Pang Jian's guide. Although Pang Jian's cultivation base is higher than him, he still calls him "Senior Brother" and respects him.

"Tianji Pavilion has caused trouble for senior brother in the past two years." Pang Jian sat down and thanked the tea, and said to Elder Su, "In the past, Qianxiu Temple was busy for one year and nine years, but now there is no time to stop."

Xuanyin Mountain is very strict about the establishment of foundations for long-term stays in the mortal world. The Lingshi share is recorded separately. You must go to the Qianxiu Temple for recuperation or short-term enlightenment. Completeness, whether there is any aura that should not be moved, etc.

The clean and deep mountain and deep valley suddenly became the distribution center for the outer sect, and there were no interruptions throughout the year. Luo Qingshi, the treasure of the town temple, was either angered by new idiots all day long, or watched the idiots he had taught before being remade, and his temper went back to normal. Jump up a section, almost shoulder to shoulder with Qiankun Pagoda.

Su Zhun smiled: "It's better to be lively, people are getting older, don't they want to be popular?"

His hair is getting whiter, and he is getting older. As a half-immortal, his time is approaching.

Pang Jian couldn't help asking: "Brother, why didn't you build the foundation?"

Su Zhun shook his head and said with a smile: "Old man, I can't go very far in building the foundation now, just wasting spirit stones. Besides, in this life, old Su has merits and demerits, good and bad, no attachments, no unfinished business, This trip was worthwhile, without the Taoist heart of an immortal."

Pang Jian hesitated to speak.

Su Zhun smiled and said, "Why, personnel changes are like tides, which way the wind blows and the water flows, you don't understand?"

"No, it's just... the chaos is tiring." Pang Jian squeezed the center of his brows, "I used to think that since I was lucky enough to enter the Taoist sect, I would live 200 years longer than others, and I have some privileges, so I should restrain myself and keep my heart .Rules are rules, and you can walk in the world until you are a half-immortal. For so many years, you dare not cross the threshold, no matter how difficult things you encounter, you will not touch Zhuji Dan... Now it is good, as soon as the outer door gives way to Jianji, There is no boundary with Xianshan. Whichever half-celestial spirit bone with slightly better qualifications is [-]%, someone will secretly offer Dao heart resources to win them over. Unless you already have Dao heart, it will seem ignorant to refuse——Look, With such a turn of the wind, the previous perseverance will become a joke, right?"

After listening patiently, Su Zhun twirled his beard and said with a smile, "That depends on what you are guarding."

Pang Jian was taken aback for a moment, groped for a while, and said seriously: "Yes, thank you brother for your guidance. I..."

Just at this moment, a finger in Pang Jian's hand warmed up slightly—it was a communication fairy device newly equipped by Tianji Pavilion, which was faster than the previous version. There was an inscription core inside that could be replaced regularly, and it was uniformly distributed by Plating Moon Peak , faster letter transmission and higher confidentiality.

Pang Jian stretched out his hand, and quickly glanced at the letter, looking a little surprised.

Su Zhun: "If something goes wrong, let's go."

"It's not a big deal," Pang Jian pondered for a moment, "Grand Concubine Xi Gui is gone."

Su Zhun didn't realize who the "Concubine Xi Gui" was: "Who?"

"The biological mother of King Zhuang of the Enlightenment Division." Pang Jian said, "Zhou Ying was born with a spiritual bone, and she was born less than a human being for a hundred years of bone refining. As long as she is enlightened and has a Taoist heart, she can build a foundation at any time. Since opening the outer door to build a foundation, I heard Said that the whole Xuanyin Mountain was staring at him. He had been dragging his head with the phrase 'the parents are here, the fate is not broken', this time I am afraid there is no excuse."

Su Zhun asked curiously, "Don't build the foundation?"

"The magic star doesn't want to be restrained by Dao Xin. Lu Wu acted out of line. There have been people who have opposed Xianshan before, but in recent years, the evil turmoil has intensified and the surroundings are uneasy. There is no way. The inner sect has always wanted to include him in a certain peak. Heart restraint." Pang Jian sighed, "The mourning period is over, if he refuses to accept Dao Heart Foundation Building, I'm afraid it won't make sense...that's fine."

There was an endless stream of guests who came to express their condolences at Prince Jinpingzhuang's mansion, and the "Prince Zhuang" dealt with it calmly, not bad at a single step - none of the mortals present and the monks from the outer sect could tell that he was just a heartless paper man.

A gust of wind blew through the plain palace and went straight into the backyard.

The backyard is very quiet, white paper lanterns are hung at the end of the simple and unsophisticated pavilion, only the south study room is lit with a lamp.

A pot of snow wine was steaming on the small stove, and the sweet and greasy fragrance wafted all over the room.

It was the first time he tasted this thing, and it is said that drinking one cup can eliminate all worries. Xi Ziyi has been soaked in snow wine for most of his life, and when he left, he still had a peaceful smile on his face.

He really wanted to know what kind of Paradise there was in the snow wine.

But the aroma of this stuff is strong, but the taste is very bland, after two cups, he didn't taste much.Some floating shadows flashed in front of his eyes, and he didn't bother to look carefully - those things were more fake than the world, and they couldn't fool him.

The only advantage is that every time he takes a sip, his sight and hearing will become more hazy, and maybe another drink will turn him into a quiet, deaf and blind man.

Bai Ling stuck to the corner of the wall, trying to persuade but dared not. Seeing Zhou Ying pick up the third cup, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bonsai made of reborn wood in the corner of the desk and moved automatically without wind. The half-moon immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Many things," Zhou Ying said without raising her eyelids, "Both of you."

A white bone claw protruded from the bonsai. If you look carefully, there are many cracks on the joints, and the joints are all misplaced.However, in a blink of an eye, the skeleton automatically regenerated, and the skin and muscles quickly joined together. When it was stretched out in front of Zhou Ying, it was already intact, and he took his white jade wine glass lightly.

Zhou Ying was in a trance, and the bonsai suddenly became a real person... Vaguely still looked seventeen or eighteen years old, you poked me, I poked you, and the fat cat stretched its claws to provoke each other.

He just stayed for a moment, then saw the white jade wine glass disappear for a moment, then handed it back, there was still more than half of the glass of snow wine in it.

Bubbles floated on the surface of the drunken snow wine, forming a line of small characters: "It's tasteless, add a spoonful of sugar."

All the illusions in front of Zhou Ying's eyes were instantly wiped out. He came back to his senses, rubbed his temples, and extinguished the hot snow brewing stove with his fingers: "Go away, order food elsewhere."

That hand put down the white jade cup, and tapped on the wall of the cup with his fingers.The fermented wine in the cup turned into a chubby puppy along with the fingers, and it had a good time on the desk, stepping on a bunch of wet footprints disgustingly.

Zhou Ying said with a stern face: "Didn't you retreat in a chaotic place? What are you doing when you come out? Other Shengling retreats have been in retreat for a hundred years. What's the matter with you? You have to come out every now and then to let the wind go. What's the matter with nails on your body? "

"Third brother, I heard something." The little dog formed by snow brew wagged its tail and said, "Guess what it is?"