Chapter 11 The ruthless man goes to war, and not a blade of grass grows.

Author: The Tenth Commandment

Chapter 11 The ruthless man goes to war, and not a blade of grass grows.

Ji Chen remembered that Mr. Fang once described to him the magnificent world outside in order to encourage him not to be content with the status quo.

In Mr. Fang’s words, it was a world where there was no need to live in pieces for a living, where there was no need to live in a haphazard manner, and there was only unimaginable magnificence.

In that world, some people ride on the wind, some travel with swords, some cover the sky with their hands, some destroy cities with one sword, some game the world, some stand with swords drawn, some fight with dragons in the wild, and some lay out temples.

It is a fascinating world, and it is also a world that little people look up to.

Mr. Fang's description was magnificent, but Ji Chen heard it without any disturbance.

An angry Mr. Fang said directly that rotten wood cannot be carved.

And Ji Chen also replied, if you know it's rotten wood, why carve it?

Mr. Fang, who said something arrogant, blew his beard and glared.

For this reason, the two started a debate. Mr. Fang quoted from classics and was full of words.

Ji Chen often used just one sentence to make Mr. Fang angry. He picked up his ruler and chased him for several streets.

The so-called debate, in Ji Chen's opinion, is just to argue and see who can argue better.

In terms of knowledge, Mr. Fang crushed him by more than a few hundred streets.

But when it comes to arguing, Mr. Fang can't keep up with him in flattering him.

In Mr. Fang's view, Ji Chen just made strong claims, distorted facts, quoted words out of context, and changed concepts.

But this time, Ji Chen did not argue with Mr. Fang. He really planned to go out for a walk, and his current residence in Fenglin Town was only temporary.

"Maybe after the new year. Maybe after the new year I will leave Maplewood Town and go all the way south to experience the magnificent world you mentioned."

Ji Chen feels that he will almost have the strength to leave after the new year.

Mr. Fang nodded, somewhat pleased.

"You still have to read books. Confucianism and Taoism are no worse than immortality and martial arts. You will understand when you go to the imperial capital."

Mr. Fang has always wanted Ji Chen to follow Confucianism. In his opinion, Confucianism is the real future. The world is vast and righteousness can last forever.

This time, Ji Chen listened carefully, perhaps because he felt that there was not much time left to get along.

When he came to this world, apart from his cheap dad, Mr. Fang was the closest person to him.

"Mr. Fang, what did you do before?"

Ji Chen asked. He was very curious about Mr. Fang's past. Based on his understanding of Mr. Fang, he must have had a glorious past.

"I once arranged the world, turning my hands to make clouds and turning my hands to make rain."

Mr. Fang's answer made Ji Chen a little stunned.

This is a bit exaggerated. If you are so good, why did you come to this remote town to become an old master?

Mr. Fang didn't explain too much. He raised his head and looked at the sky.

"I have to go to Huangku Temple for an appointment. It will take about two days. During these two days, the private school will take care of me."

Huangku Temple is a very famous temple. It is built in a grotto. It is said that there are 108 grottoes, and each grotto has 108 Buddha statues. In total, there are more than 10,000 Buddha statues.

Therefore, Huangku Temple is also called the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

"When will the gentleman leave?"

"immediately!"

"Sir, please bring me some incense ash."

Ji Chen made a request that made Mr. Fang a little confused.

"What do you want the ashes for?"

"I heard that the incense in Huangku Temple is very strong. I think the power of mind should be very strong, and the incense ash should have a powerful effect in exorcising evil spirits!"

Ji Chen felt that he had too few means to deal with monsters. Apart from the demon-slaying knife in his hand, he had no other means, so he wanted to get some incense ash back.

Mr. Fang was silent.

You ask me, a Confucian, to ask for incense and ashes from Buddhism to ward off evil spirits.

How could you open such a mouth!

The main thing is that I can’t afford to lose this person!

"Well, if it's difficult, forget it!"

Seeing the embarrassed look on Mr. Fang's face, Ji Chen felt that he was being forced into something difficult. After all, Mr. Fang was also a master and had the character of a scholar, so it was indeed a bit embarrassing for him to ask for things from others.

Mr. Fang left, leaving Ji Chen to guard the private school.

In fact, there is no one to take care of him. It is the school break season, so some people just come to Mr. Fang to pray for blessings and pick up words.

Although Ji Chen is not as famous as Mr. Fang in this aspect, he is still convincing. After all, he is also a scholar.

Someone once came to Ji Chen to choose a name for his son. Ji Chen finally chose a name for his son based on his calculations based on the birth date and the missing attributes of the five elements, which was called Tiedan.

Then Ji Chen was chased for two streets by his father holding a pole.

Since then, no one has approached him for writing.

Mr. Fang has been away for two days.

Ji Chen was also studying in a private school to nourish his energy, and the hostility and murderous intent in his body were washed away by the bookish atmosphere. At this moment, he looked like a frail scholar.

A trace of awe-inspiring righteousness wanders in the body. Although it is a very weak trace, it can be regarded as stepping into the threshold of Confucianism and Taoism.

He studied at the age of seven and is now nineteen. He has spent twelve years cultivating his Qi before developing a trace of awe-inspiring righteousness.

Looking at the pitiful Haoran righteousness in his body, Ji Chen could only say that he was not that material.

He is a very self-aware person. No matter in his previous life or this life, he is not material for reading.

However, the reputation points on his attributes can be exchanged for things, and most of the things exchanged are related to literature.

For example, fragments of Wang Xizhi’s Orchid Pavilion Preface, fragments of Yan Zhenqing’s Qinli Stele, fragments of his nephew’s manuscript, fragments of Huang Tingjian’s manuscript, etc...

Ji Chen integrated these fragments and the styles of these masters, and gradually formed his own calligraphy. He even received praise from Mr. Fang, saying that his calligraphy was comparable to that of a great Confucian scholar, and the only thing missing was the aura of awe-inspiring style.

However, Ji Chen picked up the sword on the side. Confucianism and Taoism were still too slow for him to advance. It was not as fast as his ability to slay monsters.

On the third day, Mr. Fang came back with two large bags of incense ash. After giving them to Ji Chen, he continued to lie on the couch, drink tea, sleep and watch the stars.

Mr. Fang actually brought the incense ash back to him, which Ji Chen did not expect.

It was getting late, Ji Chen collected some incense ash, packed it in a package, then picked up the knife and put it on his back.

"I'm going out for a while."

"Be careful and do everything according to your ability."

Mr. Fang gave instructions without even opening his eyes.

Ji Chen walked out of Fenglin Town with a knife on his back.

He has not forgotten the purpose of coming to Maplewood Town.

In just over a month, he had wiped out almost all the little monsters and monsters around Maplewood Town.

From small and strange lone souls to large and mutated zombies, he killed them all.

Especially the soul fire monsters in the surrounding mass graves were his main source of killing points before he broke through the foundation building stage.

It was a very weird soul fire monster, not very lethal, but very scary.

People with weak qi and blood will be possessed by the soul fire monster, which absorbs the yang energy and affects the mind, causing the person to slowly wither and die. Then the soul fire monster will devour the soul of the deceased and evolve into a fierce ghost.

But this kind of soul fire monster is also very fragile, and anyone with a little stronger blood can disperse it.

It was an accidental opportunity. Ji Chen encountered this soul fire monster and was dispersed by its blood energy, and then gained three killing points.

At that moment, Ji Chen seemed to have opened a new door to gain killing points, and he was out of control from then on.

Ji Guang had basically visited all the cemeteries and mass graves within ten miles around Fenglin Town, and even the ancestral graves in eight villages around ten miles away had been harvested by him.

When ruthless men go to war, not even a blade of grass will grow.

To put it bluntly, there is not a single ancestor in the eight villages around Fenglin Town who has not been patronized by him.

At that time, many people came to Taoist priests to practice the method, and some even came to Mr. Fang to pray for blessings. They said that their ancestors often had dreams and people were making trouble at home, and they were afraid.

However, as Ji Chen's cultivation gradually improved, the points for these soul fire monsters were no longer available.

Therefore, if you want to accumulate killing points, you can only go further and kill more powerful monsters.

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