"You call this' scripture debate '?!"
When Jiang Wang turned around on horseback, he saw a young scholar with a pair of different-sized eyes.
This person walked over from the distance, wearing a Confucian robe and carrying a bookcase. He was dressed like a typical traveling Confucian scholar and was looking at him with a frown.
Li Gui was embarrassed to meet Li Kui.
Fortunately, Jiang Wang was wearing a cloak and didn't have to worry about others seeing his expression. He snorted and arrogantly turned his horse around to show that he didn't want to bother with this person.
"Hey!" The person's figure flashed and blocked the horse. "Don't go. Didn't you have a lot of fun teasing the little girl? Didn't you want to debate the scriptures? I'll debate with you! "
He sneered. "But first, I'll teach you what 'scripture debate' is!"
Jiang Wang thought about it and realized that he wasn't teasing the little girl. He was seriously "debating the scriptures". However, the other party had a strong sense of justice, so he let him be.
He didn't say anything and continued to turn his horse around.
The scholar's figure flashed and blocked the horse again. He said with a smile that wasn't a smile, "I'm a Confucian scholar. When I'm outside, I'm not afraid to compare notes. Why do you always want to leave? Which academy are you from? Which great Confucian did you study under? Which scripture are you from? "
He didn't understand what scripture he was talking about.
Jiang Wang was annoyed and said casually, "I'm from Green Cliff Academy, okay? I don't have time to bother with you today. Goodbye! "
"Oh ~ what a coincidence!" The Confucian scholar said arrogantly, "I'm Fang Zongwen, a disciple of Green Cliff Academy! Why don't you take off your cloak so that we can get to know each other? "
He emphasized the words "fellow disciple". Obviously, he believed that Jiang Wang was the one who ruined the reputation of Confucian disciples and reached out to take off his cloak.
Jiang Wang retreated a few steps. "Fellow Daoist, you can talk, but don't touch me!"
"Ha! Fellow Daoist again? You should at least call me 'fellow disciple' or something. That's more like it. "Fang Zongwen aggressively pressed forward." You don't want to take off your cloak. Are you ashamed? Where did this monster come from? How dare he pretend to be a confucian disciple! "
Jiang Wang rolled up his sleeves and said, "Do you really want to debate the sutras with me?"
"Heh, what's the matter?" Fang Zongwen rolled up his sleeves in an imposing manner and sneered, "You want to fight because you can't win? Guilty conscience? Do you know what the Six Arts of a Gentleman are … Ah! "
As he spoke, his right eye was punched.
Bang!
Next was his left eye.
His vision went dark, and he took another punch to the abdomen. His entire body arched on the ground, and it was as if the entire world had started to bend. Another uppercut hit his chin, and the world became flat again …
A long period of crackling sounds passed.
Fang Zongwen was lying on the grass with a bloody nose and a swollen face. He stared blankly at the sky. The entire bookcase fell apart, and the books scattered all over the floor.
There was also a book called Spring and Autumn Dew. It was the book that Jiang Wang didn't buy, so he picked it up.
At the same time, he casually said, "Junior Martial Brother, Senior Martial Brother won the 'scripture debate'. I believe you have nothing to say. Senior Martial Brother will lend you this book. I'll return it to you when you're done. "
These books could be bought anywhere. They didn't contain any cultivation knowledge, so they weren't expensive.
Fang Zongwen didn't say anything. It seemed that he agreed.
Jiang Wang nodded in satisfaction. He leaped onto his horse and headed east.
He didn't hit him too hard. Fang Zongwen looked miserable, but it was all superficial wounds. He would be able to jump around after a while. Now, he was lying there and refusing to get up. It was purely because of his pride.
Returning the book was easy. Since Fang Zongwen was also a disciple of the Green Cliff Academy, he could return it to Xu Xiangqian later.
Read books, ride horses, and beat people up.
Life was so fun!
The Sky Mirror, also known as the "Divine Mirror Lake", was the center of the Eastern Grasslands. The supreme royal court of the Mu Kingdom was right next to the Sky Mirror.
Jiang Wang set off from the Moon Cleansing Bamboo Forest. The first place he entered was the southwest part of the grasslands, so he was heading east.
Speaking of which, the war between Mu and Sheng didn't seem to affect the grasslands at all. The herders' lives were still peaceful. To a certain extent, this reflected the difference in national power between Mu and Sheng.
He was afraid that the situation in the grasslands would only become tense when the Jing Kingdom sent their troops into the battlefield.
As for how many troops the Jing Kingdom could send to Sheng, Qi's attitude was very important …
Jiang Wang threw these thoughts to the back of his mind and continued to move forward.
On the way, he passed by the freckled girl's house — it was a huge yurt. In this tribe, it was quite eye-catching. This meant that her family background was not bad. She was one of the best in the tribe.
At this time, the herder girl was brushing her horse in front of the yurt. She looked at the red horse that galloped past with eager eyes.
However, since the "deal" had failed, she didn't say anything.
She also didn't have the thought of gathering her tribesmen to plunder. Although many strong young men were at home at this time, it was enough to teach them a lesson …
The people of the grasslands were straightforward. If they liked something, they would say it. At the same time, they had their own rules.
It was the horse bandits who plunder recklessly, not the children of Cang Tu God.
The feeling of riding a horse on the grasslands was very carefree.
The sky was clear and golden, and the mood was also relaxed.
Jiang Wang was thinking about what to do after meeting Zhao Rucheng and Uncle Deng. He had a smile on his face. Suddenly, his vision darkened and the whole sky darkened!
In an instant, frost clouds covered the sky. In another instant, snow fell from the sky.
The temperature plummeted.
At the same time, a roar shook the world.
In the distance, there was a vast expanse of white. It was difficult to see one's fingers. The falling snow was swept by the wind and whistled.
White-haired wind!
"White-haired wind" was in winter. The wind blew the snow and often swept the sky and the ground.
It was one of the disasters that herders feared the most.
However, it was autumn now. How could there be a white-haired wind?
Moreover, the snow fell so suddenly and the wind blew so suddenly!
The red horse under him was trembling. A moment ago, its mane was fluttering, and it was majestic and vigorous. Now, it was kneeling on the ground, intimidated by the power of heaven and earth.
Jiang Wang lifted it up and turned around to fly away.
There must be a reason behind the sudden appearance of a white-haired wind of this scale.
There were strong masters on the grassland. Jiang Wang, who hid his identity, didn't want to cause any trouble.
However, the small tribe that he just passed by didn't have any extraordinary power. It was obviously impossible for them to withstand such a sudden white-haired wind.
He couldn't ignore it when he still had the strength to do so.
…
…
Wuyan Lanzhu was the legitimate daughter of the chief of the Chaha tribe. Their tribe belonged to the Hu-er Lian tribe.
The Tu Clan, which was above the Hu-er Lian tribe, was the noblest true blood tribe on the grassland.
She was brushing the horse. After brushing the horse, she continued to feed the cattle.
These were her cattle, her horse, and her dowry. She had to take good care of them.
But all of a sudden, the sky darkened, and the surroundings became a vast expanse of whiteness!
How could she not know that the white-haired wind was coming!
However, the white-haired wind only appeared in winter. In her memory, it was the first time it appeared in autumn. She was not prepared at all.
In the past, before the white-haired wind came, most of the cultivators in the Supreme Royal Court would be notified in advance so that they could settle down all the cattle and sheep.
Wuyan Lanzhu was stunned in front of the yurt. She didn't move, and her heart was as cold as ice.
The cattle, the sheep, the dowry, and the tribe were all gone!
In extreme fear and helplessness, she suddenly saw a figure holding a red horse descending from the sky and blocking the wind and snow!
The man was actually holding the horse.
It was the strange man who dropped the book bag with her.
At this moment, seeing the man, he just put the red horse behind him and stretched out his palm to press forward —
The wind and snow that filled the sky actually stopped for him!
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