Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

It is not accurate to say that it was encountered, it should be said that it was intercepted.

Not seeing him in just 40 years, the male cultivator has a Nascent Soul stage cultivation base, and he is a little more gloomy than the last time I saw him.

When I heard the sound and wanted to take a closer look, the gloom disappeared again: "Long time no see."

"You...remember?" Nanxiu didn't expect Wen Sheng to take the initiative to greet him, obviously he misunderstood.

"Thinking of something," Wen Sheng didn't deny it, and it wasn't a lie, "You did it to save me."

The male cultivator was really happy: "I am Ming Yi, you were my brother in the last world!"

"Why... why did we come here?" Wen Sheng actually wanted to ask why he also came here.

"Because of the turbulent flow!" Ming Yi stepped forward and said, "Since you have remembered it now, can you go back now? This place is too dangerous."

The voices of the two gradually became stronger, causing Wen Fang who was waiting on the flying boat to look down frequently.Seeing this, Wen Sheng beckoned to Wen Fang, and then explained to Ming Yi: "You may have discovered the clue, I have a task, and I can't leave until I complete it."

Wen Fang quickly rushed over: "Brother, did you call me?"

Ming Yi's complexion suddenly turned cold when he heard him address Wen Sheng.Wen Sheng focused and Wen Fang explained Ming Yi's identity, but they didn't pay attention.

Wen Sheng only explained that Yi was his fellow apprentice in the previous life, and because of his close relationship with him, he would be hostile to Wen Fang after his rebirth.Before setting off, the two brothers confessed to each other. Wen Fang thought that hearing the sound would also awaken the memory of his previous life, so he didn't hide it anymore.

Seeing Ming Yi at this time, he suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are the one who plotted against me repeatedly in Chong Hua Sect?"

"It was a misunderstanding. Now A Fang is no longer the A Fang of his previous life. I will definitely be wary of Que Yan." Wen Fang looked at Ming Yi, "When this world can connect to the outside world, I will send you back."

Now the connection between this realm and other realms has been cut off, let alone leaving, even contacting Xiaotian will become a problem.

"I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait until you're free." Ming Yi looked at Wen Fang with some suspicion in his eyes: "Do you remember what messed things you did in your previous life? Have you really repented?"

Wen Fang raised his hand and patted Wen Sheng's shoulder with a relaxed expression: "Don't worry, change your ways and start a new life. If anyone dares to touch my brother's hair now, I will definitely not let him go!"

Facing the rising sun, Ming Yi clearly saw the red rope on Wen Fang's wrist, and there was a similar knot on Wen Sheng's right wrist.

Ming Yi squinted his eyes, feeling that today's morning sun was very glaring.

Everything has been explained clearly, and seeing that Ming Yi is not as hostile to Wen Fang as he was at the beginning, he said: "We still have important things to do, and we have to rush to Dongzhou. Gossip with others."

Ming Yi was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "I'll be waiting for you in Yelian City."

The knot between the three of them was untied, and naturally they didn't stay long after hearing the sound.When the flying boat gradually disappeared into the sky, Ming Yi, who was in the same place, still didn't look back for a long time.

He clenched his fists tightly, and the gloom that had been hidden just now flooded his eyes again: "If it's your wish to live in peace, so what? I hope Wenfang won't hurt you again this time, otherwise..."

He didn't finish his words, and his determination was hidden in his heart.

But after a while, there was a sound of breaking wind in the air, and in the blink of an eye, there was a Jindan cultivator kneeling on one knee: "I want to report to the city lord, a batch of new goods have arrived in the pavilion."

"East and west?" Ming Yi didn't turn his head, but rather boredly grabbed the weeds on the rocks.

"East."

Ming Yi paused slightly when he heard the words, then dropped the broken grass and clapped his hands: "Go back."

In an instant, there was no one on the ground, only a bald stone standing against the wind, quite lonely.

The distance from Yuzhou to Dongzhou is long, and not every city has a teleportation array. After using treasure ships, flying boats, fish carts and various means of transportation, the four finally arrived in Dongji City after three months.

Dongji City is the largest city for cultivating immortals in Dongzhou. Not only does the city occupy a large area, but there are also many floating islands floating in the sky above the city.

Because it is located on the coastline of the extreme east of Dongzhou, and further east is the East China Sea. From a distance, it really looks like a fairy family with sea and sky.

"I heard that the monks in Dongji are full of talk, and they don't practice well. They just talk to people and tear each other up all day... Tsk, I hate reading, and I don't know why there are monks doing these things..."

Several people had just entered the city, and they were on the main street of a vegetable market in the outer city.Who knows why the gate of the largest city in Dongzhou leads directly to the vegetable market?

The east pole is connected to the bay, and the west of the city is the continuous mountains and dense forests. It rains for most of the year, and it is the same today.

Fortunately, Wen Fang's ink-splashed red umbrella was sacrificed by Wen Sheng on the road to make it a magic weapon of life. After entering the city, Wen Fang took it out to hold it up, saying it was for shelter from the rain, but it was actually for showing off.

Jin Manman, who followed closely behind, also took out his lightning protection umbrella: "As expected of Dongji, you should be hypocritical if you don't know anyone on the way here!"

It's not hypocritical to use an umbrella if you don't use good spells?

There are quite a few monks holding umbrellas on the road, most of them are wearing elegant Confucian shirts, and they don't even wear crowns. Most of them use cloth ropes to wrap half of their hair in a bun, and the remaining two ribbons hang straight down their waists and backs.

Of course, this is all Wen Fang's idea, Confucianism Cultivator has its own elegance.

"For Confucianism cultivators, spiritual energy is only an aid in cultivation. If you want to ascend to the Tao, you can only rely on talent. You can choose one and learn it." Sure enough, Wen Fang explained for Wen Fang.

"It always feels fancy..."

Soon a few people came out of the vegetable market, but the noisy smell became stronger and stronger.Following the people's reputation, I found that there were many people gathered outside a restaurant.

"What are they doing? Today is the holiday?"

Jin Manman interjected: "No matter what the festival is, we have to decorate with lanterns and festoons. Did you see paper flying around?"

Wen Fang turned his head and saw that Jin Manman had also propped up a giant green umbrella at some point: "Scare me, didn't you say hypocritical, didn't you just hold it?"

"Hmph, I'd love to."

Xiao Huaishan withdrew his gaze: "It should be the literary society. Confucianism cultivators also have a tradition of discussing Taoism."

"It's too fancy, if you don't agree with it, it will save you trouble if you come out to fight, you have to grind!"

The four of them carefully passed behind the crowd, and the Juxing Hall was not far away. Unexpectedly, there were so many people coming and going, and they didn't go around the entrance of the restaurant after walking around for a long time.

"A Fang, put away the umbrella." Wen Sheng suggested.

Strange to say, just now there were many monks holding umbrellas in the vegetable market, but now everyone gathered to discuss the Tao, but everyone's hands were empty.

It's just that the umbrella was closed late after all, and the scolding sound from above broke the originally harmonious discussion: "Where did the ignorant child come from to hold an umbrella at the literary meeting? Still so ashamed of Fengya's red and green!"

"Red and green?" Wen Fang raised his eyes to search: "Where is red and green?"

"Don't look, it's you!" The man who spoke had a beautiful beard and a book in his hand. Although he was full of anger, he still had a bit of a literati's self-restraint.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Wen Fang apologized: "We're new here, and we thought it was a theater when we saw so many people here. Fellow Daoist didn't name you, so it's really unintentional to misunderstand you as a monkey becoming a spirit. Offended offend!"

Although the attitude is respectful, between the lines he is scolding the other party for not understanding the rules.Jin Manman secretly gave him a thumbs up, but it caused many people on and off the stage to whisper.

"Sharp teeth, sharp mouth, do you know where this is convenient to act wildly? Dongji Confucianism is respected, since you have a lot of complaints about my orthodoxy, then come up and talk about it! Let you talk about it!" The monk was even more furious.

"Yes! If you have the ability, come up and discuss!"

"What kind of skill is cursing!"

There was a voice of agreement from the audience.

This group of people looked weak and weak, and could not understand each other, but they treated heretics with a sense of common hatred, and soon the four of them were surrounded, as if they were not allowed to leave regardless of their way.

Wen Fang was also a little timid when he saw this, not because he was afraid of fighting, but because he was afraid of making Wen Sheng unhappy.

Another male cultivator with the appearance of an old master on the stage said at the right time: "Hmph, I think I'm some kind of high-spirited young man, but I'm just another unknown person with a stern look and a soft heart.

Pure, let's go on. "

As he said that, he really didn't want to see and let a few people take a look, and picked up the paintings on the table to appreciate.

"Hey, this old man is too disrespectful..." Jin Manman pretended to go up to reason, but he was quickly held back by Wen Fang: "Calm down, calm down, don't cause trouble in other people's sites, just pass your mouth, don't be too much Madness..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he only heard a slight movement beside him, and when he turned around, he saw that Wen Sheng who was standing under the umbrella had disappeared.

"Huh? Where's my brother?"

Jin Manman looked at a certain place on the stage, dumbfounded: "There."

Wen Fang turned his head immediately, and sure enough, he saw that his brother had already stood on the stage at some point, with four large characters engraved on his tense back: Don't accept, let's fight!

"My brother wouldn't want to stand up for me and pick them with a sword?"

Jin Manman rubbed his chin, and after thinking for a moment, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's not so reckless, there should be a more decent way."

"Huh?" Wen Fang was puzzled.

On the other side of the stage, the male cultivator named Qing Huang quickly answered everyone's doubts: "Everyone, please be patient, this fellow Taoist has just issued a challenge to me, Xu, and wants to choose one of the seven arts. One of them discussed with me.

In order to show the generosity and generosity of my Confucian school, I, Xu, have the courage to compete with him on behalf of you.It won't take too long, what do you guys think? "

Everyone in the audience naturally had no objection, and they never refused to be prestige.

"This... Fellow Daoist Wen, what else do you want to say?" Xu Qing laughed vainly.

Wen Sheng stopped Wen Fang, who wanted to make trouble, with his eyes, and his momentum was not short at all: "Xu Daoyou didn't explain a little bit just now."

"Fellow Daoist please correct me."

"I'm not targeting a certain person," Wen Sheng glanced at the audience, and said calmly, "I'm talking about everyone present..."

Jin Manman whispered under the stage: "It's all rubbish."

Wen Sheng paused: "There is a chance."

wow——

As soon as these words came out, many people's faces changed: "This person has such a big tone!"

"Arrogant enough! Honest! I like it!"

"Don't be a fool who only knows how to draw talismans? The way of Confucianism and Dharma cultivation is thousands of miles away, you have to think about it!"

Hearing the sound, he saw a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the stage, and there were ready-made pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the table, he pointed to a picture of a lady with a lamp and said: "Take the lamp as the topic, if my painting is better than yours, then I will count it as yours." win."

"You know how to pick, but do you know who made this painting?" Xu Qing asked wildly.

"It was created by Mr. Ji Han, my number one talent in the East Pole, after drinking! He is a peerless genius who is praised by Taoist Lord, the head of Shangshan Pavilion, and he is not comparable to you, a layman!"

"That is, if you don't want to lose too badly, you'd better change a pair."

Facing everyone's ridicule, Wen Sheng didn't change his mind at all, and he didn't know how to pronounce the word "counseling": "If this is the case, then I will add another sentence, if my painting is better than this painting, you will withdraw the spell and enjoy the rain all night." .how?"

"Hmph! Overthinking one's abilities..." Xu Qinghuang had completely lost interest in refuting.

On the contrary, the old master who was silently watching from the side pressed his hand: "Quiet and quiet, this matter is settled like this, is there any one of you who is willing to accept this battle?"

"I!"

"And I!"

Almost everyone in the audience raised their hands.Seeing this, the old master randomly lit a few, and added a handful of ingredients to the incense burner: "Limited to cigarettes, when the cigarettes are exhausted, I will stop writing, and I will judge the final work."

No one raised any objections, so it can be seen that this person has some status.

Soon the table on the stage was empty.After the competition started, Xiao Huaishan was still a little worried about Wen Sheng: "Brother Wen can still paint? I've never seen it before."

"He knows a lot, painting is nothing, let's wait and see the show." Jin Manman rested his heart on his buttocks, very stable.

Time passed in the gradually dimming sky. Seeing that dusk was approaching, the rain did not mean to stop, but the incense burner on the stage was gradually extinguished.

"It's time—" When the last wisp of smoke dissipated, the master also announced that he would stop writing.

Hearing the sound, the timing was just right, not too much and not too much.However, this scene fell in the eyes of everyone and became too late, so I could only stop writing with regret.

"Tsk tsk, if you admit defeat now, it won't be the ugliest mess, fellow daoist, think twice."

"Admit defeat?" Wen Sheng turned his slightly sore wrist: "I don't know how, why don't fellow Taoists teach me?"

The man snorted coldly and stepped off the stage.

The scrolls were collected in front of the old master one after another. In order to show fairness, he never walked around on the stage during the painting period.At this time, the selection and tasting is also conducted anonymously, no matter who the author is, just judge the best one.

Whoa, whoa...

When the sound of paper rolls flipping sounded, there was only silence on and off the stage.

In the middle, the sound stopped suddenly, and then everyone saw the old master take out one of them, looked at it casually, and said: "The winner has been divided, and this fellow Wendao won."

"what!"

"impossible!"

"Master, take a closer look, there are still paintings underneath that have not been read!" As soon as these words came out, everyone was boiling.

"Yes, master! You haven't compared them carefully, how can you draw this conclusion based on those few glances?"

"I don't agree!"

"I'm not convinced either!"

Wen Fang wished he could fly up: "Why is it impossible, let's fight!"

Xiao Huaishan was also very surprised: "You really won?"

Only Jin Man was as expected: "No fun, no surprises..."

"Quiet! Be quiet!" The old master knocked on the ruler and signaled the book boy to hang up the painting: "This painting is Mr. Ji himself here, so I should sigh that I am ashamed... You can go and see for yourself!"

The book boys competed to hang the paintings, starting with the other paintings on the table, and the last to hear the sound. After hanging, they carefully placed the wooden frame a certain distance in front of the stage so that everyone could see it more clearly.

Since the title of the painting is a lamp, many people on the stage used bamboo lamps and lotus lamps to solve the title, and the paintings were either the noise of a cruise ship admiring the lamps, or the loneliness of staying alone with a remnant lamp.

Both the painting skills and conception are excellent, but when compared with the picture of walking at night and looking far away, it suddenly feels that it is not enough.

In the picture in the middle, there is no intentional ink to depict any lights, some are just dots of fireflies in the valley.

The night-traveling monk was dressed in white, and he stopped to look at the winding path under the cliff. The moonlight was bright and the fireflies were dancing, all of which seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he didn't even notice that the night dew wet his clothes.

The sense of loss and Zen in the painting hits people's hearts directly.

The audience was silent for a long time before someone spoke one after another: "This... fireflies are also considered lights?"

"Yes, yes, this painting is really good, but there is no light, so it's a digression!"

Seeing that more and more people questioned, Xu Qinghuang also said: "Dare to ask, friend Wen, where is your lamp?"

Hearing the sound, he pointed to Gu Zhong to light the cooking smoke.

"You mean the stove fireworks? This is too subtle!"

"No, it's the way forward." Wen Sheng corrected, "The way forward is a bright light."

wow——

As expected, everyone in the audience burst into flames like cold water pouring oil on it: "It has a profound meaning, and this lamp really cannot be understood."

Most of the people praised it, but there were still some people who insisted on the details without concrete details, and did not recognize the result of this competition.

With Xu Qingxuan as the leader: "I heard that fellow Daoists are cheating, right? The topic is your choice, so naturally you choose what you are best at. Before the start, I didn't see you saying that the lights here have references. I have made up my mind before comparing with others. Fighting, how can you convince the public if it is unfair? In my opinion..."

"In my opinion, you are all a bunch of shameless rats!" A male voice, as clear as a spring but not lacking in arrogance, suddenly appeared in the air and interrupted Xu Qinghuang.

Hearing the sound and looking up, he saw a male cultivator in moon white brocade clothes standing on the second floor of the restaurant opposite.

Compared with the elegant and aloof temperament, the face that is above the average person is really ordinary.

But it's such a face that you can forget when you see it, but it makes Wen Sheng feel an indescribable sense of familiarity.

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