The spear of the black-clothed demon in the Ancient Devil's Cave and the days of recuperating in the Cleansing Moon Nunnery could be considered as forcibly restraining the horse's hooves.
Jiang Wang, who had not dared to stop for a moment and was unwilling to stop for a breath, had to stop and loosen his taut bowstring.
The bow must be nourished, and the sword must be nourished.
People were not objects, so they should have a degree of relaxation. But as Yu Zhen said, Jiang Wang was too unwilling to let himself go.
Cutting through thorns and thorns, he would never shrink back. When he defeated the enemy, it was inevitable that he would hurt himself.
When he was strong, he could cover up everything. When he was gloomy, it was inevitable that he would be covered in scars.
Wasn't the days of rigidly lying in a quilt a kind of relaxation?
It was like waking up after a long sleep, and everything was awakened at this time.
Walking freely on this boundless grassland, Jiang Wang held a cane in his left hand and a book in his right hand. From time to time, he glanced at it and read an entire page. Before coming to the grassland, he bought the book in a roadside bookstore.
Chung Geng Sheng wanted him to hide his tracks and play the role of the missing Tianjiao to facilitate the negotiation with Qi Jing. After surviving a disaster, he did not intend to do anything big. On the long journey to Xuankong Temple, he just picked up the idea of "reading ten thousand books" from before.
Recuperating was one thing, morning and evening classes were another, pondering Taoist techniques was another, sculpting swordsmanship was another, feeling the world's scenery was another, and reading was also another …
Everything was in the process of cultivation.
Understanding oneself inwardly and the world outwardly was the process of human growth.
The book Jiang Wang was reading at this time was called "White Tiger's Doctrine". It was not a military classic, but a Confucian classic that was known as "talking about the similarities and differences of the five classics, unifying the meaning of the modern classics". Of course, its so-called "modern classics" was already when the book was written in the past. "Unifying" was naturally only at that time. It did not and could not reach the present world.
Now that he read it, it was inevitable that there would be some inappropriate parts.
Once when he discussed reading with his friends, Zhao Wuyan suggested that he read this book, saying, "This book is a classic and will not be outdated even after a hundred years. And it's precisely because there are some untimely places that you won't be caught in the trap. "
What he meant was that those points that contradicted modern Confucianism could help Jiang Wang break free from his shackles and prevent him from falling into them. This was an appropriate suggestion because he knew that Jiang Wang was not a Confucian disciple.
Zhao Wuyan had also said that it was best to read the Spring and Autumn Dew before reading the White Tiger Tongyi. Because of these two Confucian classics, the former had inherited the latter. However, Jiang Wang couldn't buy it at the bookstore, so he had to read it first.
In addition, after Jiang Wang expressed his desire to study, Li Longchuan also recommended some military classics. Xu Xiangqian enthusiastically recommended … his own compilation of "Shenxiu Poetry".
He said that the poems he wrote could be called divine.
As the saying goes, one's intention can win over a sentence, and the spirit can win over one's intention. He, Xu Xiangqian, was proud of his talent in poetry and had never lost to anyone in his life …
In short, this poetry collection was still lying in the innermost part of the storage box. Jiang Wang had never had the courage to open it.
He had completely concealed his former identity. His sword was also kept in the storage box. Only the white jade on his waist was still hanging … Anyway, for many people, it was just an ordinary piece of jade.
The world's number one inner palace, Da Qi's green sheep, they all seemed to be stories of another person.
He was just a lonely gull in heaven and earth, a traveler in the human world.
He cultivated, read, and enjoyed the scenery, all the way to the supreme palace on the boundless grassland.
By chance, he encountered a herd of wild horses. Jiang Wang's childishness was aroused. He used the Xingsi Staff, the staff to control animals, to subdue a jujube red horse.
This horse was not as smart as Yan Zhao, but it could be considered a top quality horse among ordinary horses.
Sitting on the horse, he also imitated those scholars, shaking his head and reciting the classics.
"Hey, Moye is here!" A grassland girl with a few freckles on her face shouted from afar, "Are you selling this horse?"
She was holding a handful of fodder to feed the cattle. After seeing Jiang Wang's horse, she was very excited. She immediately jumped on a short yellow horse and rode it closer.
Her strong and vigorous posture made people's eyes light up.
Although her horse was short, it ran very fast. Its ponytail and the girl's ponytail swayed together in the wind.
"Moye is here" was a grassland language, meaning "traveler from afar".
Speaking of which, the languages of the various countries in the world were not very different. At least for Transcendent cultivators, the differences were very easy to grasp.
The languages of many countries had evolved from the foundation of Jing Country's language, and the language of Jing Country was originally developed from the language of the Daoist era.
It was no wonder Jing was proud of its history and called the Daoist sect the Sect of Myriad Flows.
Of course, words were originally used to "describe Dao". Due to different people's different understanding of Dao, there were differences in the words. This was the soil that gave birth to other languages that were different from the Daoist language family.
Apart from the accent, the main difference in Mu's language was that it inherited some nouns from the Cang Tu divine language. For example, "Moye is here" and "Arturu".
As for the nouns that were not part of the divine language family, they were a natural evolution of the grassland people's long history and belonged to another language system.
The world was vast and there were many countries. Those who were not learned would not be able to distinguish these differences.
Of course, Jiang Wang was not "learned" enough, but he knew that after Zhao Rucheng developed in Mu, he had deliberately memorized some common terms of the grassland, so he was not at a loss.
He shook the book in his hand. "I'm not selling, I'm not selling!"
As he spoke, the grassland girl had already urged her horse forward. Her eyes were eagerly looking at his horse. It seemed that she really liked it.
She opened her hand wide and stretched it in front of Jiang Wang. "I'll trade you five cows!"
Jiang Wang calmly continued shaking the book. "I'm not trading, I'm not trading!"
"Hey, you scholar!" The girl with a few freckles on her face put her hands on her waist. "I'm not asking you to suffer a loss! What will it take for you to trade? "
Listen to this title!
Scholar!
Jiang Wang's heart was filled with joy.
She had only studied for a few days, but she already had the temperament of a scholar. Sure enough, things like talent could not be hidden!
He obviously did not realize how thought-provoking his current appearance of a cloak, hemp clothes, and a dragon-headed staff. He could only make do with the book in his hand to guess his identity.
"This …"
Jiang Wang thought that he should be closer to the image of a Confucian scholar. What books he studied was the closest to the Dao! He racked his brains and thought. "This is not a problem of suffering a loss or not. Confucius said that a gentleman does not take what others like!"
The girl scolded, "Confucius said that a gentleman should fulfill the beauty of others! Why don't you listen? "
He had met his match!
He did not expect that there would be a knowledgeable scholar on the grassland who was familiar with the Confucian classics!
This girl looked ordinary, but he did not expect her to be so learned!
Jiang Wang became serious and used 120% of his ability. "Confucius said, 'It's a pleasure to have friends coming from afar!' Even if you don't treat me well, you shouldn't take a fancy to my horse as soon as you meet! How is this the etiquette of treating a guest? "
"Don't say such useless things!" The girl waved her hand. "Just tell me, do you want more money?"
"Heh!" Jiang Wang felt that he had the upper hand, so he took advantage of the situation and said in a clear and righteous voice, "I regard money as dung. I can't move the poor, I can't bend the mighty, I can't be corrupted by wealth!"
After he finished speaking, he even waved his hemp sleeve. "No need to say more!"
The girl looked at him for a long time.
"You're crazy!"
She patted her horse and left.
Jiang Wang was speechless.
He couldn't help but say to her back, "We gentlemen will never speak ill of you! We debate the classics, but we are not in the mood to scold people! "
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