The most powerful minister in the world

Late at night, firewood crackled, hollow wood branches exploded in the air, emitting dazzling sparks, and the sounds of insects, frogs, and waterfalls crashing into the lake filled our ears.

Jingxi sat cross-legged, and his body seemed to be emitting a light golden halo that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

This is the effect of the Mahavairocana Sutra. It can be said that as long as it is not a fatal injury that will be over immediately, its mental cultivation method can repair both internal and external injuries, with few exceptions.

Mentioning this technique, one has to mention the most sage of Confucianism and Martialism, Yan Lao. Back then, he single-handedly singled out two great masters. He seriously injured one of them and then escaped unscathed. In exchange, the Southern Kingdom and other countries were defeated. Eleven years of stability in the world.

Let's put it this way, if there really is a god, then Yansheng can be said to be the reincarnation of the god.

Thinking back to those days, one man and one sword stood on the westernmost plateau of the Southern Kingdom, standing with hands behind his back. Behind him were the Southern Kingdom's 150,000 cavalry. In front of him were the combined armies of Chen and Xia, totaling 300,000 soldiers and horses, plus two soldiers who had not been born for a long time. The great master.

At that time, not long after Emperor Qianyang ascended the throne, Chen and Xia jointly invaded the country, and there was another mutiny in the country. It could be said that there were internal and external troubles. Seeing that the southern country had reached a precarious situation.

Yan Sheng, who was not over half a century old, appeared out of thin air on the western battlefield, holding a wooden sword whittled with a knife, standing between the two armies.

The situation changed rapidly. What was supposed to be a battlefield of 150,000 versus 300,000 people turned into a confrontation between the masters of one country and the masters of two countries.

That battle was fought in darkness, and the situation changed drastically. This group of battle-hardened and bloodthirsty officers and soldiers all had weak feet and could hardly hold the weapons in their hands.

In the end, Luo Rulie, the spear king of the Xia Kingdom, lost his arm, and Chen Guo was blinded. After this battle, his mood was trapped, his realm plummeted, and 300,000 soldiers and horses returned without fighting.

Yan Sheng said that day: "I didn't come here to end the war. Of course it would be best to end it. The reason why I came here is because some people are restless. As people in the world, they want to interfere in temple affairs. Such people are not worthy. Have a cultivation level above the Dongxuan realm!"

"After today, this monument will be set up as a boundary. Within ten years, anyone who has cultivated at the Transformation Realm or above will not be allowed to step into the territory of Chen Kingdom without any reason. If he violates it, he will be punished no matter how far away he is!"

Yes, he is such a mythical figure, but now he is serving as a minister of the Imperial Academy. To put it bluntly, he is willing to be a teacher, which is puzzling.

And the ten-year monument is still erected on the plateau in the west. Now, twenty-one years have passed, and there is still no provocation.

There is a saying that has always been circulated in the world: "As long as the sage of Confucianism and martial arts is still there, there will be only one great master in the world."

In fact, there is another sentence that is unknown to the world, because it was said by the other great masters to their closed disciples.

"Sigh~ There is a person like the Sage of Words in the world. Five hundred years ago, there was no such person. I'm afraid I won't dare to see him again in five hundred years."

Back to the subject, Jing Xi is now the only disciple recognized by Yan Sheng, and his future cultivation may be immeasurable. Unfortunately, our young master does not seem to be very dedicated to the realm, and rarely bothers Yan Sheng in his cultivation.

Sometimes Yan Sheng was afraid that he would be lax and lazy, so he would take advantage of him to train him by making insinuations while he was in the capital.

Now he is also an eighth-grade master. Although his foundation is not particularly strong, he is definitely considered a master. As for whether he is first-rate, it is hard to say...

Just looking at his miserable appearance, it's hard to tell that he is an expert. He is moving his arms, his nose is twitching, and he is yawning endlessly.

Suddenly his body bounced and he collapsed to the ground again, pretending to be very weak, and kept mumbling.

Li San exposed himself in the bushes, gave Jingxi a blank look, ignored him, and rolled up his trousers to wash away the mud on his snow-white calves.

She took off her mustache and stuffed it into a cloth bag. She picked up the lake water in her slender hands and rinsed her mouth. She washed her face before lifting her sleeves to wipe her face and walked to the shore.

The orange bonfire hit his face. Jingxi forgot about ouch and only heard him murmur: "Grand Master..."

Li San glared at him and said, "You're sick. If I were the Grand Master, you would have died long ago."

When he first fell here, his vision was not very clear, and he was in unbearable pain, so he had no time to take care of Li San's face, but now he looked astonishing.

A pair of phoenix eyes under her plump forehead are clear and light, and a shallow beauty mark on her curved eyebrows is slightly out of place. Years of labor do not seem to have too much influence on her ivory-white skin.

In Jingxi's eyes, Liu Ningmei is the only one in the world who can reach the "Grand Master" level in terms of appearance and posture. Lian'er is not fully developed yet, but I believe she will be there in the future.

Who would have thought that Li San, who was pretending to be a gentleman with a mustache, could actually have such good looks? ? ?

Jingxi couldn't help but ask: "You...uh...you don't know the art of disguise, do you?"

Li San poked at the bonfire, glanced at Jing Xi coldly, hooked an arm around his leg and said, "You men all have this kind of virtue. What's the point of changing an empty skin?"

Jing Xi suddenly said again: "Have you played with many men?"

Li San pretended to get up and hit him, but he groaned, and she was so angry that she threw the fire stick back into the distance.

"Your real name isn't Li San, right?"

"You talk a bit too much. Why should I tell you? If I ask more questions, I will throw you into the lake to feed the fish."

Jingxi closed his mouth knowingly. At this moment, the breeze moved slightly, and fluorescent dots flashed from around the waterfall, slowly approaching the direction of the two of them.

It was a firefly. The jade-green halo flashed from Li San's left eye to her right eye. Gradually, there were more and more small light spots in her eyes. She couldn't help but murmur in her heart: "With such a beautiful scenery, why are there so many people around me?" he!"

When she glanced sideways at Jingxi, she saw him blowing the nearby fireflies with his mouth, smiling stupidly from time to time. She didn't know why she was unhappy, so she put the wooden stick under her buttocks horizontally and put it on her pillow to sleep.

"Hey, hey, you don't come across such a beautiful thing every day. Are you just going to sleep like this?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Jingxi chirped twice and stared intently at the firefly that landed on the tip of his tall nose. His eyes were like cross-eyes. He just heard him murmur: "It would be nice if the curtain is there, she must like it."

On the other side, far away from the curtain of the Dancheng government office, she was looking out the window absentmindedly. It had been a day, and she hadn't taken a sip of water or eaten a grain of rice.

Liu Huangying stood aside with the food in her hand, sweating non-stop on her forehead.

Lian'er took two sets of medicine and her mood finally stabilized a little, but how could the world's medicine cure her heart ailments?

"Grandma Lian'er, you might as well drink some porridge. If you continue like this, your body will be overwhelmed. If the second young master comes back, I will be beaten." Liu Huangying said pleadingly from the side.

Normally, when Liang'er hears him calling like this, she will definitely snort twice, and then tell him to stop barking by "telling him with emotion and moving with reason".

Liu Huangying looked silly, but actually she was shrewd in her heart. Of course he knew the relationship between Lian'er and Jingxi, and naturally he had to call her grandma based on his seniority.

But now Lian'er stared out the window with empty eyes and said nothing, as if she had almost forgotten to breathe.

"Is there any news about the young master?"

Liu Huangying shook her head honestly. Lan Tianying and Li Dongyang couldn't stand it any longer. They tried to persuade each other, but to no avail.

At this moment, the door of the warehouse was pushed open, and Mu Sheng came in with a high-spirited mood, holding a palm-sized letter and shouted: "Second Young Master is okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yaner stood up, his eyes brightened again, he grabbed the letter from Mu Sheng and read it, and saw that it was written eloquently: "Nothing, don't worry, I'm looking for opportunities, don't act rashly" .”

Lian'er cried with joy and held the letter to her heart: "It's the handwriting of the young master. It's great. The young master is fine. Wow~"

Seeing that he was crying so sadly, Lan Tianying was afraid and became angry again, so he walked behind her and patted her back gently to convey his energy.

Now that the big stone in her heart was relieved, Lian'er was also hungry. She finished the meal in a short while and regained her usual joyful look. She also apologized to everyone again and again, saying that she had made everyone worried.

Everyone was happy to see that Lian'er was fine, and Mu Sheng sent someone to send him back to the courtyard before returning.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Liu Huangying sitting on the ground wiping her sweat, and Li Dongyang slumped on the chair with his eyebrows pinched.

"I'm scared to death. If the second young master really has a bad relationship, how will I survive the rest of my life?" Li Dongyang said with a shiver.

Liu Huangying nodded in agreement, and Lan Tianying drank tea with a sigh of relief.

Just when they were all happy, Mu Sheng closed the door, sighed and shook his head.

It was this sigh that made everyone's nerves tense up again. Liu Huangying, who had just gotten up, couldn't stand still and fell to her knees.

Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, Mu Sheng told the truth: "The second young master has not sent a letter at all. We have agreed to send a letter every three days and it has never been delayed, but today is already the fourth day."

The tea bowl in Lan Tianying's hand was crushed to pieces, and he could only be heard muttering: "So, something really happened to the second young master?"

At this moment, I saw dark clouds rising outside the window, a bolt of lightning flying past, and then a deafening roar came from the sky.

But not a drop of rain fell.