After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 89|Six Arts of the Gentleman

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While the bosses were rushing to Jiuyue Mountain, Qiao Wan was still pinching people diligently.

There was basically no need for any cultivation in the dungeon, so Qiao Wan simply let the body inherit most of it. With his spiritual consciousness, cultivation and body training, it was basically not much different from the original body.

After all, it is your own avatar. If you want to use it to go out and dance, you have to pay more attention to it, so that you can have a good reputation when you go out.

Most people will let themselves go after opening a trumpet. After having a high-level vest, they no longer have to worry about losing horses for the time being. This time Qiao Wan wanted to do something big.

After the inmates worked together and thought hard, the name was finally decided by an evil Confucian cultivator who was imprisoned at the bottom of the cliff.

My surname is Lu, so my name is Lu Xunxian.

Qiao Wan shook her head: "I don't want to become an immortal, so why not just call me Cixian."

Lu Cixian.

After deciding on a name with a strong character, the matching moves must at least have a strong character.

If I throw you away Lei, I will call you thunderous.

Master Miaofa glanced at Qiao Wan and said a rare word of praise: "You are not as weak as you thought."

This is to teach Qiao Wan not to be arrogant and impetuous, but not to belittle oneself.

He has been taught by Master Kunshan since he was a child. Along the way to Qize Mansion, Demon Emperor Jia Ying also taught him physical skills and martial arts. With his subtle footwork, throwing you Lei Mou and powerful spiritual consciousness, he went to Cen's house to mend his muscles and veins, and now he can match the best among his peers and in the same realm.

After the spiritual consciousness breaks through the Nascent Soul, the benefit is not only that you can open a trumpet and let yourself go, but you can also achieve a certain degree of photographic memory, and everything you see and hear is collected in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The sea of ​​consciousness is full, just like a river. Although you cannot go forward, you can look back and clearly recall your memories.

This feeling was very strange. Qiao Wan sat cross-legged and meditated for a while. The previously vague memories became clearer, as if someone had sorted them into categories.

Qiao Wan casually rummaged through the sea of ​​​​consciousness and was shocked to find that the few things she had seen and learned in her previous life had also been sorted and placed in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

For example, she had long forgotten the advanced mathematics, the few ancient poems she had memorized, and the information she had looked up when writing the thesis.

There are even CET-4 and CET-6 courses.

Qiao Wan felt embarrassed when he saw the familiar English words.

Poetry is somewhat useful to Confucianism cultivators, but English is not of use.

Except for the memory of family members and classmates from the previous life, all other memories are clearly placed in the sea of ​​consciousness, like a huge library that can be accessed at any time.

Withdrawing from the sea of ​​consciousness, Qiao Wan opened her eyes.

After all, it is a small account, and there are many skills that cannot be used on the large account. If you want to go on to attend Dharma seminars and gain some fame, you must practice hard. After being separated from Lu Cixian, Qiao Wan was not in a hurry to leave the dungeon. Instead, she sat down to learn how to master this body and reprogram her skills.

After planning for a while, Qiao Wanfu came to her mind and suddenly thought of the Taoist book that Ma Huaizhen had given her. She had hidden it in her storage bag since she came down the mountain and had not taken it out to read it.

Now, there is such a Buddhist giant in front of me, a venerable person with a high status in the Great Guangming Hall.

Qiao Wan respectfully held out the Taoist book and said, "Please give me some advice, senior."

Buddhism is a profession that pays special attention to learning. In order to save all sentient beings, one must learn widely and study hard.

Buddhist cultivation must learn the "Five Mings", the first is statement, the second is craftsmanship, the third is medical prescription, the fourth is cause, and the fifth is inner clarity. It contains all crafts, arithmetic, astronomy, calendar, Chinese, logic, etc.

It turns out that she was right.

Miaofa lowered his eyebrows and looked at it for a while, then said: "There is a prohibition in this book."

Qiao Wan: "Can the venerable one understand it?"

Miaofa frowned and asked, "Where did you get this book?"

Qiao Wan: "Given it by an elder."

Venerable Miaofa paused for a moment, then raised his hand to take the Taoist book.

The Taoist book that had troubled Qiao Wan for so many days was so easily solved by the Buddha in front of him.

As soon as I opened the Taoist book, there were three powerfully written characters on the page.

"Gift to my sister".

Qiao Wan was stunned.

Looking back again.

This Taoist book can be called an instruction manual for sword cultivation. Starting from the most basic introduction of Qi into the body, the trivial matters in cultivation, as well as the experience of sword moves, are written down to every detail.

With a simple glance, one can see that this Taoist book must have been written by a moderately accomplished swordsman. The writing is thoughtful, profound, and easy to understand.

Recalling the words on the title page, Qiao Wan hesitated a little.

A senior should have given this to his sister who had just entered the immortal world. She originally wanted to learn from this Taoist book, but now she is a little reluctant to do so.

The entire Taoist book has been turned over and over again without a signature.

"It is your chance to get this book. One drink and one peck, could it be destiny?" On the contrary, the Buddha's face was light and he could see clearly. "Since you can't find the old master, why not practice like this?" , If you find the real owner in the future, I will thank you."

This makes sense.

Qiao Wan stuffed the Taoist book back into her storage bag, stood up and bowed to Miaofa to thank her.

After pinching the person, I switched back to the trumpet with great interest, and went out to show off, no, go out to practice.

There was no daylight in the dungeon. When I walked out, it was just morning outside.

Although the Three Religions Discussion Dharma Conference has not yet started, many disciples from various sects have gone to Jiuyue Mountain and Lisheng Peak to discuss Dharma in the past few days.

The first thing to do is to make a name for yourself.

Qiao Wan clenched her fists, cheered herself up, and headed straight for Lisheng Peak.

She wanted to see what she could do.

Lisheng Peak is not very high, but the scenery at the top is beautiful and the mountain breeze is powerful.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Wan saw a familiar figure as soon as he arrived at the foot of Lisheng Peak.

The young man was wearing a yellow shirt, with a careless smile on his face. He stood at the foot of the mountain with interest, looking at the crowd of people in front of him.

Xiao Boyu!

Qiao Wan subconsciously paused and felt a thump in her heart. But after a second, she thought that she was now a handsome young man. Even if she stood in front of Xiao Boyu, he might not recognize her. She immediately felt relieved and pursed her lips. , quickened his pace and walked to the middle of the crowd.

As soon as she took a step forward, the young man unexpectedly glanced at her and spoke proactively: "Someone is blocking her from going up the mountain."

Dismounted?

Qiao Wan was shocked.

But seeing that Xiao Boyu looked very calm and calm, he relaxed a little.

After two limited contacts, Qiao Wan could tell that Xiao Boyu was as arrogant as Xiao Boyang. It was still a mystery that he was willing to condescend to talk to him.

After thinking about it for a moment, Qiao Wan maintained her pretentious posture, gently nodded her head, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you."

What Qiao Wan didn't know was that the truth behind Xiao Boyu's initiative to talk to him was actually very simple and crude.

Mainly because of her handsome appearance and good temperament in this vest.

The young man had a cold face and looked a bit like a "young talent".

Although Xiao Boyu is a bit dandy and his cultivation level is not very high, he has a wide network of contacts with the Xiao family, and he especially likes to make friends with young talents. Otherwise, he would not be able to establish a relationship with Xie Xingzhi.

The eldest young master of the Xiao family is also very open-minded. He relies on friends when he goes out. His cultivation level is mediocre and there is nothing to improve on. It is not a bad thing to make a few more friends.

As for Qiao Wan's scammer, he is an exception.

Xiao Boyu gritted his teeth silently when he thought of Qiao Wan.

What the hell, he has been squatting in the Great Guangming Hall every day these days, but he can't figure out why.

Missing Qiao Wan's mood, Xiao Boyu glanced at the young man in front of him and felt a little moved.

As for his appearance, he was quite handsome and his cultivation level was not bad. I don’t know why, but when he looked at this young man, his heart beat a little faster, and a complicated feeling rose up in his heart unconsciously.

It's like I've seen it before.

The reason why he came here with his teachers this time was to build relationships and make connections.

The eldest young master of the Xiao family, who has a sharp eye and has caught sight of his enemy without knowing it, mistook this feeling for fate "just because he took one more look at you in the crowd."

A heart for making friends is ready to move. At the moment, smile decisively and take the initiative to talk.

"This fairy friend, have we met somewhere?"

The corners of Qiao Wan's mouth twitched without trace.

"I feel familiar as soon as I see the fairy friend." Xiao Boyu's smile is still human-like, not too scumbag.

Qiao Wan glanced at him and whispered: "Maybe we had a chance encounter somewhere."

The young man looked a little cold, and Xiao Boyu didn't care too much.

"My surname is Xiao and my given name is Boyu. How do you call me my fellow immortals?"

"Lu Cixian."

"Immortals also want to go to Lisheng Peak?"

"Go up and have a look."

"Just right." Xiao Boyu smiled: "I also want to go up the mountain to find a friend, why don't we go together?"

Xiao Boyu took the initiative to send out an invitation to form a team.

Yes, no.

Xiao Boyu, like Xiao Boyang, is petty and vengeful.

Qiao Wan looked at the young man for a while and nodded slightly: "That's fine."

After forming a team, Qiao Wan took another look at the crowd.

A few young Confucian cultivators, both male and female, were blocking the crowd from going up to the peak. It was said that the peak was rented by several academies such as Shandao Academy and Chongde Ancient Garden. Disciples from these academies are currently visiting If you want to participate in the discussion at the peak, you have to pass the test first.

From the foot of the mountain, to the mountainside, and to the top of the mountain, Confucian scholars were arranged to "block the road." There were six passes in total, which were in line with the six arts of the gentleman.

Being stopped at the foot of the mountain, everyone was excited.

——Why don’t you let me wait up the mountain? !

——Jiuyue Mountain is obviously the territory of the Great Guangming Palace. You Confucian cultivators are blocking people here from going up the mountain. Do you want to fight, do you want to fight, or do you want to fight? !

——When will we still listen to the rules of you bunch of sour scholars? !

"This is a Dharma discussion meeting held by our Confucian cultivators." The Confucian cultivators blocking the road sneered disdainfully, "Of course you have to follow the rules of our Confucian cultivators. If you are able, go and hold one yourself!"

No matter how dissatisfied the crowd was, the few Confucian cultivators refused to take a step forward.

Xiao Boyu went to see Qiao Wan's reaction: "Friend Lu Xian?"

Qiao Wan crossed the crowd, walked up to one of the Confucian cultivators, and bowed: "How do you pass this level? Please ask the immortal friends to start asking questions."

The crowd was stunned.

"Fairy friend, stay!"

"Don't go! Why should you listen to these sarcastic people?"

The Confucian cultivator guarding the foot of the mountain couldn't help but glance at the young man in front of him.

The young Fengshen is tall and handsome, with dragon scales growing from the corners of his eyes. He stands in the mountain breeze, his clothes are elegant, and he looks like a fairy.

In the past few days, everyone who came to attend the Dharma discussion meeting had almost figured out the situation of young talents from various sects.

The young man in front of him has a handsome appearance, a calm demeanor, and a tone that is neither humble nor arrogant. He looks more like a figure raised by a big sect. But... I have never heard of any sect having such a character?

One of the female Confucian cultivators looked at Qiao Wan, smiled, and said with a smile: "My friend Immortal has a faint air of Confucianism in him. I wonder what sect this friend belongs to? Is he from Shandao Academy?"

Qiao Wan shook her head and said in a clear and cold voice: "I am not from Shandao Academy."

Female nun: "Is that from Chongde Ancient Garden?"

"No."

"Qingyang Academy?"

Qiao Wanxian bowed and saluted: "I am a casual cultivator."

The few Confucian cultivators guarding the foot of the mountain were a little uninterested when they heard this.

Just a casual cultivator, nothing worth making friends with.

The female cultivator looked at Qiao Wan and said, "This fellow immortal wants to pass the test?"

The young man's voice was cold: "Please ask the fairy to give you a question."

"Okay." The female cultivator smiled, opened her mouth, and suddenly smiled, without saying anything, she turned around and picked up the mallet to knock on the small drum next to her.

Boom——

Putting the gavel on the shelf, the female cultivator returned the favor and said, "Fellow Immortal has passed the test, please move up the mountain."

Holy shit!

The people who were stopped together at the foot of the mountain immediately figured out that something was wrong.

Why can this guy come forward without answering the question? ! How many of us were stopped? !

While blocking the road and saying that he had to answer a question before he could go forward, the back door opened too conspicuously.

Seeing the resentment of the crowd, the female cultivator smiled sweetly: "Fellow practitioners, this test is about etiquette. If this immortal friend is not allowed to go up the mountain, should you be allowed to go up the mountain?"

Qiao Wan returned the salute and stepped forward. Just as he took a step forward, a sword light suddenly roared towards him.

Xiao Boyu was the first to notice something was wrong and raised his eyebrows high, but did not take action. If you really can't escape, then the young man in front of you is not worth befriending.

The female cultivator was stunned and shouted: "Fellow immortals, be careful!"

The young man didn't notice it at all and continued to move forward.

The sword light's offensive continued unabated, and in the next second it was going to drive deeply into the young man's shoulder, causing blood to splatter three feet on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, several people present had different expressions.

Didn’t you notice this?

Everyone present sneered, ready to watch the joke.

Anyway, a casual cultivator is only injured, and no disciple comes to look for trouble.

Xiao Boyu is a little suspicious of life, and he is so arrogant. Is he really mistaken?

The imaginary sound of the sword tip penetrating through the muscle was not heard. When the flying sword hit the young man's shoulder, it not only penetrated, but also broke into two pieces with a clang and fell to the ground.

——Physical training? !

Everyone was stunned. This young man with little flesh was actually an individual cultivator?

This is not over yet. At the same time, a five-clawed white dragon suddenly jumped out. After the white light, the Buddha's light overflowed. A golden lotus flower and a five-clawed white dragon quickly circled out, quickly and accurately hitting the one who had just drawn a sword for a sneak attack.

This Buddha’s light? !

The female cultivator's eyes widened and she was stunned.

Why does the Buddha's light on this young man look so familiar?

"This seems to be the Lotus Seal of Master Miaofa..." Another Confucian cultivator guarding the mountain was the first to notice that something was wrong, and his expression changed.

The originally noisy crowd suddenly became surprisingly quiet and fell silent.

That Venerable Miaofa who is rumored to be extremely ferocious, has a high status, and basically never leaves the Great Hall of Light? The Lotus Seal of Master Miaofa?

What is the relationship between the young man in front of me and Master Miaofa? He can actually obtain the Buddha's seal drawn by him.

Xiao Boyu was stunned, his eyebrows raised high, and his heart beat rapidly.

Miaofa Venerable Lotus Seal?

If this lotus is the lotus seal, then what is this body-protecting dragon energy...

At the foot of the mountain, the crowd looked at each other and watched helplessly as the young man walked up the mountain road without stopping.

Xiao Boyu immediately raised his heels. After all, he was born in the Xiao family, so it was easy to pass this level.

After a while, someone came forward.

The reason why they came to Lisheng Peak was because they heard that Xie Xingzhi and others were also at the peak and wanted to make friends. We can't stay stuck here forever.

Seeing the young man walking further and further away, the female cultivator at the foot of the mountain turned around and eagerly took out the jade token for communication.

[Senior Brother Zheng, I just saw an unfamiliar Confucian cultivator. Do you have any impression? Any impression? Any impression? ! ! 】

After a while, a line of ink characters appeared on the jade plaque.

【Who? 】

[A young man was walking with a disciple of the Xiao family. He was handsome and said to be a casual cultivator. He had dragon scales on his face and a lotus **** pattern on his body, which seemed to be the lotus seal of Venerable Miaofa! 】

[Not impressed. 】

[That is the Lotus Seal of Venerable Miaofa! Senior brother, when it comes to your level, please help me pay attention. Urgent. 】

Zheng Xingyu put away the jade token, feeling a little disdainful.

Being good-looking with a bare face is of no use, this is the first level, you can see something. As for the Lotus Seal of Master Miaofa, there is no trace of it. That is to say, Zhang Wei, a little girl, is short-sighted and may have misunderstood some messy Buddha seal.

As soon as I put away the jade token, I looked up and saw two figures walking up the mountain road.

The young man looks like he is rinsing the ice and washing the snow. He is indeed handsome and gentle.

Zheng Xingyu was stunned and quickly waved. Several Confucian cultivators behind him came forward and held a lottery tube in their hands.

This level tests music and dance. There are many musical instruments behind you, such as bells, pans, harps, zithers, pipes, shengs and Xiaos.

Qiao Wan played "Dance", and Xiao Boyu played "Le".

Xiao Boyu handed the signature to Qiao Wan: "Friend Lu Xian, do you want me to exchange it with you?"

The big families in the world of cultivation have always learned a little bit about the music and dance of praying to gods.

Thanks to the teachings of his elder brother and the bad guy in Youxian Town before, although he was traveling with Xiao Boyu, Qiao Wan had no intention of getting too close to Xiao Boyu, so she refused politely at the moment.

However, Xiao Boyu made up his mind to make friends with Qiao Wan and was not angry.

Zheng Xingyu glanced sideways at the young man in front of him: "Are you ready? If you are ready, let's start."

Dancing is not difficult, the difficult thing is how to dance with new ideas.

Xiao Boyu calmly sat down in front of the instrument, hugged a drum, looked at the boy in front of him, and was a little curious about what the other person could do.

The drums sound together.

The young man lowered his eyes, stepped forward, and turned around, stepping on the Tiangang Beidou formation with his feet, but with a Buddhist seal on his hand, and danced to the music of Confucianism. The dance did not appear feminine, but vaguely revealed a bit of Buddha's intention. He lowered his eyes and raised his eyes, his sleeves slipped down, revealing the **** lotus pattern, and there seemed to be bells and Sanskrit sounds ringing all around.

The dance posture is sometimes slow and compassionate, and sometimes intense and angry.

One of them plays music and the other dances.

On the other side of the mountain road, the man paused and looked at the scene in front of him.

The young man's body is as strong and vigorous as a dragon soaring and a tiger leaps, and like an eagle striking the sky. He is heroic and powerful in every move he makes.

The pearl tassels rotate and the stars shake, the flower vines flutter and the dragons and snakes move.

"Thank you, senior brother?"

A weak inquiry suddenly sounded, and the junior brother from Chaotian Ridge looked at the man who suddenly stopped in front of him with trepidation.

The man was elegant and elegant, carrying a black iron sword on his back. He stood on the mountain path like a green pine with delicate bones, looking at several Confucian cultivators not far away.

Besides Gu Jian Xie Xingzhi, who is as famous as Sick Sword Lu Pihan, who else is there?

This seems to be a level created by Chongde Ancient Garden and Qingyang Academy.

Junior Brother Chaotianling followed Xie Xingzhi’s gaze and looked at him.

Although the dancing young man's posture is a bit crude compared to that of a monk who specializes in dance music, it looks pretty good, but I can't say how good it is.

"Although this dance is a little awkward, it coincides with the meaning of the three religions," the man said solemnly, his normally frowning brows relaxed a little, and a look of approval flashed in his eyes, "It fits perfectly. The purpose of the Three Religions Conference."

Although the young man in front of me is young and his level is not high, his understanding of the Three Religions Theory Dharma Conference has already surpassed many people on Lisheng Peak today.

"Ah..."

The little Taoist boy showed a ghost expression and opened his mouth, but he couldn't come up with a reason.

Basically, he has never seen Senior Brother Xie praise anyone.

"Senior brother, do you still want to read it?"

Xie Xingzhi looked away: "Let's go."