Gradually, it was getting late, and Mr. Jin, Liu Yi and others walked out of the plum forest, but returned with great pleasure, intending to go down the mountain while it was still early.

Unexpectedly, at this time the northwest wind was blowing, and the dark sky was filled with heavy snow. In a short while, the sky and the earth were white and covered with silver.

Zhong Lin suggested: "It's dark and the road is inconvenient. It's better to stay in the mountain temple for a night."

Mr. Jin was a little hesitant when he heard this.

After all, the temple is so hard that it is so warm and comfortable at home.

Liu Yi also dissuaded: "The mountain road is dangerous, and the snow cannot stop for a while. Even if Brother Jin goes down the mountain, he will not be able to go back for a while."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Jin nodded and agreed.

Since he has decided to stay in the mountain temple, even the monks of the guest cannot sit in the master, he needs to agree with the abbot of the temple.

The three of them went to find the abbot and came to the abbot's room, but they saw Xu Xing and Xue Zhou standing there.

"Shenzhi, I'm looking for you just now, so you're here." Liu Yi said with a smile, not surprised, just thinking that Xu Xing was also here to find the abbot to stay.

At this time, Mr. Jin also greeted Xue Zhou and was about to say that he would stay for a night.

The abbot of Dajue Temple was an old monk who smiled and said, "I know the purpose of the donor Jin. If I don't think the mountain temple is simple, I will ask someone to free up three rooms for the donor."

As he said that, the abbot said, "Huitong, clean up the yard of the west wing and let several donors settle down."

A middle-aged monk bowed and turned around and walked with Mr. Jin's servant outside.

Mr. Jin thanked repeatedly and stood up to say goodbye.

The abbot did not keep guests, and was about to close his eyes and meditate. Seeing that Xu Xing had not left yet, he said, "Don't Mr. Xu have something to do?"

Xu Xing pondered and said, "Master, I am interested in living here for a long time and studying. I wonder what is the obstacle to your temple?"

Upon hearing this, the abbot thought for a while and said, "Listen to Hui Tong's words, donor Xu seems to be a student in the county school?"

Xu Xing was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized that what he had just done seemed to be inappropriate.

In this world, those who have to study in county and government schools, and only those with excellent grades can be allowed to participate in the imperial examination.

Among them, procedural review is very similar to later political review. What is a poor scholar who is a rolling person in later film and television dramas? Suddenly, the top scholar in high school and returning home in glory is nonsense.

Just being a juren can't be a poor scholar. How can you be looked down upon again?

I have only heard of poor scholars, but never heard of poor scholars.

Of course, the imperial examination is not a matter of not accepting registration for non-official students, but the procedures are very complicated.

"The donor thought he wanted to find a secluded place to study, but the mountain temple is so hard that it will not be able to stand it over time." Seeing Xu Xing silent, the abbot smiled and said.

After saying that, I won't say more.

This means it has been polite.

Xu Xing bowed and said, "It was Xu who was reckless."

In fact, if he was willing to really insist at this moment, he proposed to add more money to sesame oil, and the abbot said he would not change his words.

However, at this moment, Xu Xing knew that there was a problem he had thought about before.

Xu Xing sighed.

This matter needs to be discussed for a long time. Fortunately, even at home, the effect of qi refining may not be much worse.

After this, Xu Xing had no choice but to say goodbye and leave, leaving the courtyard where the abbot lives.

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...

When they arrived at the Xiqianyuan, Mr. Jin had already drunk and chatted with Liu Yi, Xue Zhou and Zhong Lin in the house.

In the wing room, the charcoal brazier was very warm, and Mr. Jin was sitting in the middle at this moment, and two beautiful maids served and ate with a leisurely expression.

Zhong Lin and Liu Yi were sitting with him, and they responded from time to time to Mr. Jin's words.

Not far away, Xue Zhou held a wine glass in his hand, sometimes taking a sip, and sometimes echoing a few words.

But his eyes looked towards the door, as if he was waiting for someone.

At this time, Xu Xing walked in, everyone paused slightly, and then he called Xu Xing to sit next to Xue Zhou.

When Mr. Jin saw Xu Xing's face was depressed, he was suspicious, but he didn't care.

Xue Zhou asked with a smile: "Brother Xu, are there any difficulties in his heart?"

As soon as this said, Mr. Jin stopped the wine glass and looked at Xu Xing quietly.

If necessary, he would not hesitate to help to make up for the previous cracks in Merlin.

Xu Xing shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I just remembered that I had stayed here tonight and didn't return. My sister didn't know how to worry. Therefore, she was depressed and disturbed everyone's pleasure of drinking. It was Xu's fault."

When Mr. Jin heard this, he smiled and said, "Brother Xu, the words are serious."

Xu Xing drank another glass, with a warm expression and said with a sigh: "Everyone, Xu is unable to drink, so he went back to his room to rest first."

Mr. Jin nodded, not forcibly staying Xu Xing, but just drank with Liu Yi and Zhong Lin.

Before we knew it, the night was deep, and the snow stopped. A bright moon hangs high in the sky.

Xue Zhou was wearing a long gown of Yuebai Xiushu, standing in the corridor with a silent expression. He looked back and looked at Mr. Jin and others who were drunk in the wing room, and then turned their eyes to the left wing room where they were walking slowly.

After pausing for a while, he looked at the rolling Cuiping Mountain in the distance with his hands behind his back.

"The souls of the mountain gods in Cuiping Mountain are separated, and the mountain god talisman seal will inevitably fall. This seal is related to the spiritual energy nodes of the Qingzhou earth vein, and must not fall into the hands of Fuyang Sword Sect again."

As Xue Zhou thought about this, he raised his foot and stepped forward towards the courtyard. A gust of cold wind suddenly rose and the person was gone.

Although Cuiping Mountain is a small mountain, its mountain god is only from the seventh-grade earth god, Cuiping Mountain is one of the nodes of the vast ancient Qingzhou land.

Few people know this.

However, Xue Zhou came for this.

At this moment, after Xue Zhou left, Xu Xing, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed to refine his energy, looked thoughtfully at the direction where Xue Zhou left.

"Being able to cast spells means condensed magic power, and at least one is to understand the magic."

Xu Xing felt a little solemn. Although he had long guessed that Xue Zhou was a Qi Refiner, he no longer became a mediocre person. After all, in this era, scholars with talent would look at each other differently.

It’s not possible to keep a low profile.

However, he never thought that Xue Zhou, who had a mysterious identity, was at least a cultivator in the Dharma Realm.

At the realm of mastery, the true essence condenses magic power and talismans. Only in this realm can you use all kinds of wonderful magics calmly and freely.

In other words, the Qi refining realm before building the foundation is more like a warrior than a practitioner of Taoism.

Xu Xing thought, "As for me, I am now refining qi and entering the country, it will take half a year to build the foundation. As for the method, I don't know when it will be."

In fact, this still takes advantage of the path of Qi refining in my previous life.

Xu Xingzhi is most afraid of being impatient when practicing. At this time, it is to stop the circulation of the world and adjust the mood.

After a long time, my eyes were calm and my mind was as quiet as ice in the deep pool, and I was about to be re-entered in my cultivation.

"ah……"

A shrill scream cut through the night sky, and Xu Xingran stood up suddenly, his face changing suddenly.
Chapter completed!