This is what villains are like

Yangchun City, Qi Mansion.

In the remote but quiet courtyard, Qi Qingxuan followed his past habits and recited the Sheji Sutra several times before Chenshi, before going to the dining room to receive the daily breakfast.

"Wei Gong, I have to go to Jiyunguan with the old lady and the others later. The old lady spends a lot of money and never hesitates to give rewards. It just so happens that I want to borrow the Tai Sui book in her hand to read."

"The owner of Jiyun Temple appreciates me very much."

While chewing the steamed bun, he spoke to Wei Gong who seemed to be squinting his eyes in the courtyard and swallowing the morning glow.

Wei Gong has no white beard on his face, has a childish face and fair hair, and his face is very rosy. He is dressed in a white washed robe and is a head shorter than ordinary people.

"Don't worry, Third Young Master, I will protect your safety secretly." Wen Yan said.

That's not what Qi Qingxuan meant.

Over the years, he has not encountered any danger, but every time he goes on a long journey, he is required to inform Duke Wei.

"Wei Gong actually doesn't need to be so troublesome. Ji Yunguan is not far from Yangchun City. It only takes a few hours to reach it." Qi Qingxuan replied.

When Wei Gong heard this, he just shook his head and said nothing, still talking about the morning glow.

Qi Qingxuan glanced at him and said nothing more.

This is Wei Gong's habit.

Over the years, he has breathed in the morning glow every day. In his words, this is the best way to practice.

After a night of settling, every morning, the clear air rises and the turbid air descends. That wisp of morning glow is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that is closest to the innate air. It is breathed in and out all year round, which is beneficial to practice.

Qi Qingxuan would show envy every time he heard this.

He had often heard about cultivation, but he had never understood it himself. He had always maintained a fascination with these monks who flew into the sky and escaped from the earth.

Most of the younger members of the Qi family have a lot of cultivation skills. When they reach a certain age, their bones are examined. If they are outstanding, the family will also give them many cultivation resources such as skills and spiritual stones.

And because of his low qualifications and mediocre abilities, he did not receive such treatment.

This is why Qi Qingxuan wanted to change the fate of every disciple from a poor family.

There are many late bloomers in this world, and there are also many people who are born stupid and have mediocre qualifications, but have an epiphany overnight.

It would be too arbitrary to judge a person's life just based on his early qualifications.

It's a pity that there are too few schools that truly serve the country and the people, and they are unwilling to waste more resources.

After breakfast, Qi Qingxuan began to tidy up his appearance and changed into a brocade robe without any wrinkles on the skirt.

After all, he was traveling with the old lady of the Qi family. If his appearance was not up to standard, it would be easy to make her unhappy.

Now he plans to borrow the Tai Sui Book from him to read.

It is said that it was written by a monk named Tai Sui Jushi in his later years. It records his many difficult experiences in his youth, as well as his open-minded and open-minded mentality later, which has a sense of returning to the earth and returning to his original nature.

The monk had mediocre qualifications at the beginning and had no talent for cultivation. He spent the first half of his life in wasted time. It was not until he was in his forties that he embarked on the path of cultivation by chance.

Many stories related to it are often spread among many monks.

Qi Qingxuan was also fascinated by this.

Outside the gate of Qi Mansion, a chariot and people were already waiting. The old lady of the Qi family, who was surrounded by red and emerald green and covered in jewels, headed for the chariot in front with the support of several maids.

The rest of the young direct descendants of the Qi family followed behind, either riding in chariots or riding on horses or exotic beasts.

After Qi Qingxuan arrived, not many people noticed him.

A guard led a dark-haired horse to him, and he followed the team and headed out of the city in a mighty manner.

Such a scene is not a strange sight in Yangchun City. The old lady of the Qi family admires Taoism, and on the fifteenth day of every month, she and her young direct descendants will go to Jiyunguan to offer incense.

The Daxia royal family also respected Taoism.

It is said that the Imperial Master once practiced the Dharma in an orthodox Taoist immortal sect, and he was able to confer enlightenment on some mountain spirits and wild monsters.

"The old lady called that guy again, but he just knows how to read some books. Last time, he showed off in front of Master Ji Yun and showed off..."

"What's the use of studying again? The family now advocates cultivation and despises Confucianism. If Qi Qingxuan is unwilling to practice Confucianism, he will probably be demoted from the Qi family."

"Everyone knows that the current Prime Minister intends to suppress Confucianism and Taoism, and the family does not want to be involved in these troubles."

Several young direct descendants of the Qi family who were riding strange beasts in front noticed Qi Qingxuan following behind.

Some people couldn't help but curl their lips in disdain, their eyes full of disgust.

Although Qi Qingxuan is the third master of the Qi family, according to his seniority, they still call him clan brother.

But few people care about this.

On the contrary, it was because of Ji Yunguan's offering of incense that Qi Qingxuan gained great attention from the old lady. In the eyes of many of them, he stole their limelight.

However, the Qi family has strict rules and will not openly bully Qi Qingxuan, but no one will respect him.

Qi Qingxuan has long been accustomed to this and takes it calmly.

The ride on the horse was quite bumpy. He had no cultivation and felt uncomfortable after sitting for a long time, so he took out his books and started to pass the time.

But after watching it for a while, he couldn't calm down like usual.

The words Shang Mingyu said that day in the small garden have been echoing in his mind for the past few days, making it difficult for him to fall asleep.

From the power of the dragon?

What was so special about her, why did she say those words that wanted to help her and help her accomplish great things.

Such treachery.

But after he calmed down, his heart was racing, and he felt like he really had that kind of depressed and trapped state of mind.

After dreaming for the past few days, he could always dream of a golden five-clawed dragon, looming in the clouds and mist, seeming to raise its head and roar. The dragon's body was trapped in the shallow abyss, unable to rise into the sea, and let out an unwilling dragon roar, shocking Eight deserts.

The brilliant golden light was so real. Every dragon scale seemed to be made of golden molten iron, carrying awe-inspiring divine power, like the emperor's presence in the dust.

Is it possible that he really looks like an emperor?

Every time he thought of these, Qi Qingxuan felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

It's a pity that he hasn't seen Shang Mingyu in the past few days, otherwise he could ask in person, if it is true as she said...

What can I not dare to do?

He is just a commoner. If he doesn't even have the courage to do so, he will read many ancient books by saints and sages.

On top of a mountain that cannot be named.

Jiang Lan stood there with his hands behind his hands. His robes were flying, and his body seemed to be filled with a layer of fairy mist, which was vague and shrouded his entire figure.

And there were strange runes flashing one after another in his eyes.

From what he could see, he could see a looming golden dragon swimming in Yangchun City, as if it would take off at any moment and leap into the sky.