In the afternoon, Li Yuan got off work early.

In the inner courtyard, there were only a few apprentices working hard. Most of them came into the inner courtyard with him, and most of them were at the level of qi and blood mastery.

Du Yun, Lu Zhong in the front yard, and several female apprentices in the back yard.

At this time, seeing Li Yuan, Lu Zhong's expression was complicated, subconsciously letting the road open, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but lower his head with a flushed face.

Last fall, he also taught Li Yuan stance and hammering techniques.

Now, he is still stuck in mastery and has been unable to go further. The previous apprentice of the Intermediate Court was already a rookie in the Forging Soldier Store and a big shopkeeper.

Li Yuan greeted him, but he didn't know many apprentices in the inner court. Now, among them, they only recognize Lu Zhong, Du Yun.

Lu Zhong responded, put down the stone mill, and was a little busy:

Since entering the inner courtyard, his progress has been very slow. With Niu Gui, Qin Xiong has not been instructed for a long time. With Tang Tong leaving and Yu Zhen taking office, their situation was even more difficult.

Now, he hasn't even learned all his playing style...

After a few conversations, Li Yuan left in the envious eyes of several apprentices, walked through the inner courtyard, and saw Master Wang from the private school from afar.

Master Wang, whose real name is Wang Wenyuan, is nearly 70 years old and is an old boy. After failing many exams, he responded to Cao Yan's invitation to come to the Forging Shop to serve as a disciple of the inner courtyard and to support his elderly care.

There are few disciples in the inner courtyard who are willing to read books. Most of them learn common characters and stop doing it, so they are still idle.

Mr. Wang is quite strong, and he is in his sixties, and his hair is not completely white. He is already quite familiar with Li Yuan, and he smiled and handed over several books:

Li Yuan took it with both hands, replied with a smile, and then lay on the rocking chair under the tree beside him.

It rained heavily last night, and today there was still some rain and soil mixed with the smell of plants and trees in the air today.

Li Yuan was half lying down to relieve the fatigue of the day.

In fact, it is relatively common for those who are poor in literature and wealthy in martial arts. These days, those who are not ordinary people are no longer considered ordinary people. There are only a few companies in the outer city that have a collection of books.

I thanked Master Wang in my heart, and Li Yuan turned the pages.

On the first page of the book, there are only three big characters.

Li Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to read. From the second page, he mentioned this sect that he had not gained for a long time.

Li Yuan was a little surprised.

The origin of the Divine Worship, this book does not mention much, but only says that this is a sect that has existed for a long time, dating back thousands of years.

It is called the Divine Worship, but it is very different from what he imagined.

Li Yuan unconsciously stood up straight and his face changed.

...

Close the first book, Li Yuan's heart

It was really a bit surprised that this was not the evil sect he imagined.

It is more like a martial arts outline that pursues oneself and practices the body.

Li Yuan was very interested.

He always thought he was a Taoist priest, and even if he had not been naturalized, he had not learned many scriptures. However, he also knew that Taoism did not worship gods, but only worshipped ancestors.

The pursuit of the moral true practitioners in the legends of the previous life, the so-called worship of the Divine Worship is somewhat similar to this so-called worship of the Divine Worship.

If I don’t worship God, I am God.

If I don’t worship the immortal, I will become an immortal.

Li Yuan continued to read.

The three books only mention the meaning of the Buddhist scriptures about worshipping the Divine Church, but then they became a little divergent. I don’t know which scholar was traveling around.

There are some gains, but not much.

At the end, he saw a very interesting sentence, which was very vague, but the meaning was very obvious...

Li Yuan felt thoughtful when touching the stubble that was already a little bit prickly on his chin.

Thinking back to the gods in the temples he saw, he guessed that this worship of the Divine Cult is not the court?

Perhaps, it is a sect alliance?

Li Yuan was full of thoughts, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was very likely.

That great fortune is that Taizu and his sects rule the world, perhaps because the sects have made contributions to the founding of the country, and may have been passed down for a thousand years, which is very interesting...

As the sky got darker, Li Yuan stood up and said goodbye. Master Wang responded and asked:

Li Yuan expressed his gratitude and stuffed a piece of silver into the book. Then he said goodbye, went to the forging room to retrieve the inner armor, and left with a jingling sound.

It was not yet dark, so he was going to go to the Four Seasons Pharmacy to buy some pills, even if it was a blood-concentrating pill, it would be done with the medicine bath.

Elixirs are extremely expensive, and they must be used even if they are valuable. Otherwise, the speed will be several times slower. Seeing that the internal strength is ahead, how can Li Yuan resist it?

Before leaving, he glanced behind him.

In the forging room, the lights were brightly lit, and more than a dozen men were still making irons, but the sound seemed much sparse.

Li Yuan could hear the scolding faintly.

Yu Zhen’s ancestors probably have already lost their skin...

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...

Inner city, road mansion.

The road mansion is located on the south side of the yamen. There is also a small garden outside the yard of the three-entry yard.

In the evening, the smoke from the road was pouring in, and the maids and servants were quite busy.

The backyard is brightly lit, and the house looks like daylight.

County magistrate Lu Yunqing gently wiped his palms and could sit down on the large table of eight people. More than twenty dishes were neatly placed, and there were even maids next to him holding wine pots in his hands and pouring wine at any time.

Fang Yunxiu frowned slightly.

This table of wine and food is not considered luxurious in Zhelong Mansion. This is really a bit too luxurious in Gaoliu County.

Lu Yunqing glanced at the sky.

Fang Yunxiu just shook her head, took a few casual bites, and then got up and left.

Lu Bailing wanted to follow, but was glared back.

road

Yun Qing looked as usual, and after finishing her meal slowly, wiping her hands and faces, she returned to the study.

Outside the study, Yu Zhen bowed slightly:

Lu Yunqing scolded the butler on the side.

After following into the study, Yu Zhen's expression was slightly upright and said:

Lu Yunqing sat behind the desk and responded lightly:

Yu Zhen's expression moved slightly:

Lu Yunqing picked up the file and looked calm:

Yu Zhen knew it and said goodbye. When he was about to leave, he remembered something again:

Close the study door, Lu Yunqing's eyes were slightly dark:

Suddenly, there was a scream outside the door, and the footsteps were chaotic.

Lu Yunqing frowned, but saw a family of Ding rushed into the door in a mess:

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Outer city, Chaiyufang.

In a small courtyard, Qiu Da groaned and woke up quietly. In his dream, he was chased by someone and his expression was very ferocious.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Qiu Da subconsciously wanted to escape, but forgot the wound on his body. He groaned and fell to the ground, and black blood flowed out of the wound that had not healed.

In the more than two months he was chased, his injuries were not treated at all. They had already become suppurated and looked shocking.

Qiu Da struggled and turned around, and saw an old man lying on a rocking chair to cool off under the tree.

Qiu Da was alert in his heart. He was assassinated by his colleagues. He was very nervous at this time and was about to ask who the old man was, but he felt a slight pain in the back of his head and fainted.

Han Chuijun gently waved the palm-leaf fan, and the ghost mask became more and more terrifying and ferocious when it was dark.

Fang Yunxiu walked in with an expressionless face.

Han Chuijun didn't care.

Faced with this old man, Fang Yunxiu felt helpless, but had to hand over a booklet:
Chapter completed!