Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

Passing by Li Wang's side, Li Wang's friend reflexively staggered away to make way for him. In the cultivation world, as long as you have high strength, you will be respected.

Gong Yilin nodded slightly to signal, the man in the fancy dress behind saw his footsteps stagnate, then quickened his pace and walked out.

Coming out of Luohualou, there are still many people on the street, sedan chairs, flying instruments, and various ways of travel. There are people who want to ask Nagato everywhere, and the night not only does not make people less, but more.

Whether they are high-ranking officials or monks and knights, they all brought precious refining materials. These people prefer to move at night, which is more conducive to lurking and hunting others.

Gong Yilin led an ordinary horse and wore a bamboo hat, very ordinary, "What do you see?"

"My lord, did you ask just now or now?" The man in the fancy dress lowered his head, as if his status was very low.

Gong Yilin said lightly: "In this world of comprehension where the weak prey on the strong, everyone has their own rules for making a living. The one who stands at the top may not be the strongest. It is not surprising that a strong man will die of conspiracy in a battle between heroes. , It may be bad luck, or it may be other reasons. But the person who stood at the top in the end is definitely not a person who only relies on tricks, no matter how good you are in conspiracy, it will not help, do you know the reason?"

The eyelashes of the man in the fancy dress trembled, and after deep thought he said, "It's not enough to convince the crowd."

It can play with people's hearts, but it is absolutely impossible to call wind and rain.

Whether it is a paper tiger or not, a master can detect it with one move.

"So you don't need to reduce your sense of presence in front of me. Thinking about taking a bite back, there are no more than three people in the world who can outplay me with conspiracy theory," Gong Yilin said in a low voice, "Want to live?" If it goes on, it will show enough value.”

The man in Chinese clothes grasped the key information points in these words: if you want to survive, first show your value.

Knowing this, he no longer reserved his opinion. Originally, he was only going to say three points, but now he decided to say nine points. As for the last point, no matter when, he would not drag it all out, and he would always give it to himself. Leave a leeway.

"My lord's first question..."

Gong Yilin nodded in satisfaction, and he could easily communicate with a smart person. The other party deliberately raised the first question, which meant that he had guessed that he would have more questions to ask, and he would not stick to the secret.

"Judging from the way your lord left when he left, it seems that your lord doesn't like Li Wang very much." The tone of the man in the fancy dress was a little unclear. Li Wang had kindly reminded him before that it stands to reason that he might become a close friend, but in the end this man just nodded. After he hesitated, he still asked: "I don't know why my lord is like this, could it be that Li Wang didn't just help you with 'good intentions'?"

Apart from this, he couldn't think of any other possibility.

"He's a nice person," Gongyilin said, "and he didn't have any other purpose, at least I didn't find out."

"Then why..."

"You are fighting against Li Wang in Luohualou, why?"

The man in Chinese clothes said frankly: "Jealousy, we have known each other since we were young, but later my family fell into decline. Although the Li family is not considered a wealthy family, it has been developing steadily."

"Li Wang," Gongyi Lincuo said after a few words: "His personality is too contradictory. On the one hand, he is sympathetic and idealistic, and on the other hand, he is subservient to reality. From his words just now to comfort me and face you The provocative silence can be seen.”

The man in Chinese clothes frowned, "Maybe it's just forbearance."

Although he doesn't like Li Wang, he still evaluates it from an objective and fair perspective.

"If he was a tolerant person, he wouldn't come out to talk to me, knowing that he would incur bad words from you. If I were an ordinary person, what would happen today?"

The man in Chinese clothes thought for a while, "I'll take my anger out on you, and when Li Wang leaves, I'll find someone to finish you off."

"That's right, doesn't Li Wang know this?" Gong Yilin said softly: "He knew, but he didn't think about it, because in his eyes, I was already a person who must die. From the beginning, he just In order to satisfy my mentality of helping the 'weak'."

"It's not forbearance, it's weakness." Gong Yilin said sharply.

The man in the fancy dress was slightly taken aback, he never thought that this man could analyze a person's character so thoroughly with only a short face.

"Tell me about the Nalan family."

Unexpectedly, the topic suddenly turned in another direction, and the man in the Chinese suit took a moment to say: "Are you talking about something well-known or... Xinmi?"

"All," Gong Yilin walked forward slowly, turned a corner, passed by Huajie and Liuxiang, and went to the desolate suburb, "I also want to hear how other people think of Nalan's family."

"The Nalan family entered Taoism through painting," said the man in Chinese clothes. "Later, they won over many powerful forces through marriage. The network of relationships is intricate, and it is not easy for adults to get rid of them."

Wild fire, in spring.

Many sons and daughters of the Nalan family, except for those with extraordinary aptitude who concentrate on practicing in the family, have their own places to go. Some marry the city lord, some join the family of cultivators, and some enter the palace and become queens. If there is something wrong with the Nalan family, It is impossible for them to sit idly by.

The corner of Gongyilin's lips curled up, "Continue."

The man in Chinese clothes frowned, he could see that the other party disagreed with his last sentence, but he didn't ask any more questions at this time, and continued: "The other things are nothing, and there is one more about the family heirloom of the Nalan family, which is said to be a A picture scroll can confuse the mind and make people breed demons."

"Give you another chance."

The man in Chinese clothes stopped in his tracks, "I don't understand."

"You climbed onto the tall branch of the Nalan family, but you didn't destroy the Li family."

The man in fancy clothes, "The little one is just jealous of Li Wang, there is no need..."

Before the words were finished, there was a sudden cramping pain in the abdomen. At first, it was only intermittent, and later, it was like a knife stirring inside. The man in the Chinese suit squatted down in pain, his lips were bitten and bleeding.

"There are still thirty breaths."

The man in Chinese clothes raised his head with difficulty, Gong Yilin ignored his pain, and said calmly: "After thirty breaths, you will bleed from your seven orifices, your intestines and stomach will fester, and you will die of pain."

"I, I said." Originally, this secret was used to trade or save his life when necessary, but if his life was really lost, the secret would just be buried in the loess with him, without any value.

Gong Yilin didn't relieve his pain immediately, and waited for him to continue.

"The Li family is under the protection of the demon. The demon general Long Shao is protecting him. He dare not move, he cannot move." After uttering the last word, the man in the Chinese suit bit his lip. Facing Gongyilin's indifferent expression, he clutched his stomach to try to relieve it. Pain, "I really only know so much."

Gongyilin snapped his fingers, and Li Wang immediately felt relaxed. Although there was still pain left, compared to just now, it was like being in heaven now.

His fear of Gongyilin deepened a bit. He knew some poisons himself, but the other party was able to poison him completely without his knowledge, and he didn't even know when the poison on him was cured.

"Your calculations are useless to me, this is the last time I repeat," Gong Yilin's poison technique is not profound, not even as good as a man in a fancy dress, but with the presence of the Gu King, he wants to make people ignorant. It's not hard to feel a little bitter, "Who else knows about this except you?"

The man in Chinese clothes took a few breaths before he could speak again, "No."

"If the Li family colluded with the demons, there would have been no place for you. Li Wang is self-conscious and arrogant, and may not have much to do with the demons. Therefore, Long Shao is only protecting the Li family, and he will not be at the last moment. Suffering from the disaster of extinction, as for other things, don't intervene."

"A family has a family's rise and fall. When life and death are rare, too much intervention is tantamount to letting the family decline first." The man in Chinese clothes slowly exhaled to calm the pain just now.

"Do you know why Long Shao sheltered the Li family?" Gongyilin asked.

The man in the fancy dress pondered for a while, and slowly spit out three words: Li Chang'an.

Nagato Li family, Li Changan.

Nagato is essentially a craftsman's guild, and this guild is composed of large and small craftsman families, and the Li family is one of them.

Gongyilin has never heard of the Li family, there are countless craftsmen in Nagato, and each of them is one in a thousand. The Li family is not the most outstanding among them, not even the top [-].

As if he understood the situation of Gongyilin, after his breath calmed down, the man in Chinese clothes said: "Li Changan is the eldest son of the Li family, Li Wang's elder brother, and that's all I know."

Gong Yilin glanced at him, and the man in the fancy dress couldn't help but think of the pain he suffered just now, and said with a wry smile, "I'm only good at digging up information about living people."

The implication is that Li Changan is no longer alive.

"Three years ago, Li's eldest son died accidentally while refining weapons."

As a refiner, you can't lag behind in formation, energy, and experience when refining a weapon, and what tests a refiner the most is the ability to control fire. A refiner with a different fire has an inherent advantage. But the key to truly refining the treasure lies in the ability to control fire, and a slight mistake will threaten one's life.

The man in Chinese clothes paused and said: "At that time, this incident caused a little sensation in Nagato, after all..." His eyelashes were very long, and they trembled slightly, as if recalling, "I will also go to the scene to see However, it was quite tragic, the entire refining room was blown up, and even some surrounding houses were affected, and the fire burned for three days and three nights, which was very terrifying."

The different fire of the craftsman is quite powerful. The red lotus fire ranked first among the different fires is said to be the king of the fire besides being under the fire of Nirvana. It is said that once it burns, the fire can remain immortal for ten years.This kind of flame has only existed in legends, and this continent has not seen one in thousands of years.

"Li Chang'an's flame is the Golden Sunflower Flame, which ranks No. 80 and [-]th among the different flames, which is quite powerful."

"The matter of Li Chang'an will be discussed later." After all, he is not a fake Li family, Gong Yilin distinguishes the importance and eases the matter, "The Nalan family is what I am interested in now."

The man in the fancy dress remained silent. Even though Gong Yilin had shown some strength, he still didn't feel that the other party had the power to shake the Nalan family.

"To deal with the enemy, we must use what the enemy is best at. The Nalan family learned the Tao through painting, and gained inspiration through reading paintings, and strengthened their Taoism. Countless people who have made great achievements in the field of painting have joined their ranks," Gongyilin said as he walked. , "There are countless soldiers, and the final decision is the general. If we recruit the most outstanding painters into our own hands, it will cut off the Nalan family's way of repairing."

The man in Chinese clothes stared at Gongyilin with wide eyes. He really dared to say that any of those great painters had eyes above the top and was extremely arrogant. We should also be courteous to corporals and visit the thatched cottage three times.

But the person in front of him, just arrived at Nagato, boasted that Haikou was going to swallow Nalan's house.

"Go and buy me a piece of real estate in Nagato, preferably a deserted house," Gongyilin said without taking the man's suspicions and worries into consideration, "I'll stay here for another two days, if I don't wait The person I want to wait for, you go with me." As he spoke, he glanced at the man in fine clothes, "Don't play tricks, as long as I think of it, there are a thousand ways to make your life worse than death."

Two days later, there was a newly renovated house in Nagato. The new house owner just arranged it briefly. Even the door was still a bit of rotten wood. The only decorative thing was the willow tree in front of the door. The horses are grazing with their heads down, and their fluffy tails flick from time to time.

Next to the horse, there was a man in a fine attire. His appearance was very ordinary, and he was the kind that could not be found if thrown into the crowd. But if you look carefully, you will find that his eyebrows and eyes are very strange, and they are extremely calm, without revealing the owner's true emotions in the slightest. It means that at this time he is standing outside the door with a man in white clothes, looking at the house, which has hired seven or eight master craftsmen, but still can barely build a rough yard, the man in fine clothes is not sure what he is thinking.

This courtyard has been abandoned for too long, even if dozens of masters are invited, it will not be able to be remodeled within a month or two.

But now the owner of the yard voluntarily stopped the construction on the third day, so the yard can only maintain a barely visible appearance.

It's not that the man in Chinese clothes doesn't want to find a house with better conditions, but it's a pity that Gong Yilin's control of the cost of the house is quite low.

At this moment, looking at the decaying house gate, the man in Chinese clothes felt speechless for the first time, while the man in white beside him was very calm, "Bring a pen, I will inscribe."

The eyes of the man in Chinese clothes brightened. Literati pay attention to pen and ink. If they are particularly brilliant in writing, it may be attractive.

This white-robed man is naturally Gongyilin. He is not wearing the white clothes he came in, but a long robe with bamboo patterns embroidered on the back. After the words fell, he moved, lifted the white robe, and splashed ink on the rotten wood. Mentioned the first word - 'left'.

The font is domineering without the slightest sloppiness.

Even the man in Chinese clothes, who is used to literary giants, couldn't help shouting: "Good words!" He thought for a while, and said: "My lord only needs to give this house a good name. With this line of words, it will definitely attract many people. Everyone pay attention."

"That's natural." Gongyilin thought for a while, then picked up the pen again, and when he wrote the ink in one go, he simply finished a couplet. The first couplet said: Zuo Qinglong; the second couplet said: Right White Tiger.

Hengpi: I am the master of the axe.

With the last stroke, Gongyilin put up a white banner at the door, nominating this rising new force: Axe Gang.

"Get up." He ordered after writing.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched. Firstly, he didn't violate his conscience, and he took the initiative to remind: "The white flag is the white flag used by the defeated to express their surrender."

"Oh." Gongyilin was unmoved, "rise up."