Whether they are poetry immortals or poetry saints, they are still ordinary people under the imperial power who extravagantly hope for privilege and fame.

Although the poems are full of contempt for the talents of the princes, when you really face those dignitaries, you can't help but feel sad. This is also the so-called awe of the hierarchical system in your heart. This awe does not last for a while.

Form.

Breaking nature cannot be achieved in a short period of time.

This fundamental acknowledgment of the imperial power and the natural division of classes are engraved in the bones and are natural things in culture, education, and conventions.

On the contrary, Zhou and Qingdu, who did not care about class and imperial power at all, were the real outliers.

A special kind that cannot be concealed no matter how hard you try!

Only at this moment did Li and Du understand why Zhou Qing was a Taoist priest. He must be a Taoist priest, and he could only be a Taoist priest. Otherwise, the world would not be able to tolerate people like him, and the secular world would inevitably criticize him.

Just hearing that he was so unscrupulous in judging the merits and demerits of today's saints, the two scholars who still had arrogance and talent in their hearts also faintly felt a kind of joy, a kind of drunkenness that was different from the past.

When it is thick, the world is as free as it wants.

"Do you think what Xiaodao says makes little sense?"

Zhou Qingdu had no contempt for Li Du's attitude, he just asked.

This is destined to be a different concept between the two, and there is nothing to argue about. However, Li Du seems to disagree with his evaluation, which is interesting.

"Although His Majesty has some shortcomings, he has also created a prosperous Kaiyuan era. Today, not only is every household wealthy, but the price of rice is stable."

"Unless there is a natural disaster, civilians can still have a surplus in their homes."

"As far as I know, in the 16th year of Kaiyuan, an edict was issued, 'I heard that all states in the world are ripe this year. The price of grain is so low that it will hurt farmers.' This is also rare in the past dynasties."
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"How could a saint ever be as narrow-minded as you say? Can such a great world be created by such a narrow-minded person?"

It seemed that the more she talked, the more excited she became, and Du Zimei's expression became a little more generous.

Li Taibai also nodded repeatedly. It's hard to say anything else. For a drunkard like him, he knows the price of rice quite well.

"Since the Zen ceremony in the 13th year of Kaiyuan, the price of rice has reached thirteen coins, and the price of Qingqi's grain has reached five coins. Since then, there are no precious things in the world. In the two capitals, the price of rice is less than twenty coins, noodles are thirty-two coins, and a piece of silk is

Two hundred and ten articles."

"Such a world cannot be opened up by those with the flaws mentioned by Brother Tao."

"Brother Taoist seems to be biased towards today's saints."

It is rare to say that Zhou Qing was not wrong, and it is also rare for Li Taibai to regain his composure and smile.

Even the sharp beard has a hint of pride.

"Ha, it seems that in your eyes, the current His Majesty is really the king of Yao and Shun, and he is also a member of the ancient holy emperor."

"But it doesn't matter. This is a matter of opinion. Let's discuss the details of this matter after you and Xiaodao take a look at Shangguan Wan'er's tomb."

"Thousands of words can never be as good as the truth..."

Zhou Qing was not annoyed when he saw the two of them criticizing his remarks.

On the contrary, his face remained calm, and there was a smile in his eyes that others could not see through. The only thing was that the two of them followed his footsteps very briskly and disappeared. It seemed that some kind of help disappeared, which only cost the two of them a few more hours.

Use your strength and keep trekking in the footsteps of this young Taoist priest.

The three of them did not waste much effort, and kept moving forward over the mountains and ridges. Li and Du, who were originally quite unfamiliar with the breathing technique contained in the Moon Refining Method, seemed to be

Gradually I understood the essence.

In a short period of time, they changed their subtle breathing methods, so that after walking so fast and such a long distance, the two of them just felt hot all over, a little bit physically exhausted, and not sweating profusely at all.

Even the strength seems to be much stronger than usual.

However, before the two of them could feel the changes in their bodies, when they arrived at the hilly land near Xianyang, they were shocked and speechless by the situation in front of them.

It was as if a big sore suddenly appeared on the human body. On the hill, where it was dug up, there was a rotten smell, and it was surrounded by withered and yellow vegetation, and various animals that seemed to have not been buried.

Corpses and even human bones.

Perhaps during a certain period of time, this place has become an unknown mass grave.

Occasionally, you can still see little phosphorus fires looming in the potholes when the sun is not bad, as if they are human hallucinations.

If they had not seen such a scene with their own eyes, it would be difficult for Li and Du to imagine it.

However, Zhou Qing seemed to have already regarded the piles of corpses as normal. That is to say, when the two scholars, whose eyes were opened today, were surprised, a familiar cry echoed.

It seems to drive away an invisible evil spirit around you.

"Meow~!!"

Hearing the sound and looking over, he saw a black cat under a green bush not far from the pothole. It was the one from the Taoist Temple in Zhou Qingdu. It had not been seen since that village, but he didn't expect to see it again here.

As if they had been waiting for a long time, the three people who came showed a look of human dissatisfaction, then stood up and jumped a few steps, ran to Zhou Qingdu's shoulders and lay down.

It’s not like I’m worried about falling off.

"I know I'm sorry to trouble you. I've been waiting for a long time."

"I will make something good for you to try tonight..."

Patting Xuan Mao, who was being dissatisfied and having a bad temper, Zhou Qingdu comforted him in a low voice, and then motioned for the two of them to take a look.

"This situation is certainly caused by the random actions of ignorant people who do not understand the reason, but it has reached this point."

"Ha, that person didn't acquiesce, do you think it's possible?"

Having said that, Zhou Qing was not afraid of the filth here. He stepped on the corpses and flesh on the ground that had not completely rotted and walked towards the inside. As soon as he entered, it was as if he heard some invisible cry entering his head.

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‘Where, where!!’ ‘Sanlang, you are so cruel!’

The shrill and sharp ghost howls echoed, as if there was something extremely resentful and lingering here.

Inside the already dark pit, there is an aura that makes people feel uneasy, fearful, and even crazy.

After realizing this, Xuan Mao also became unusually restless.

When he was about to jump out, he was held down by Zhou Qingdu.

"Don't worry, be prepared first. I'll break the nightmare formation that was added by someone later, and then I'll break the source of the evil spirits."

In fact, the evil spirit in Shangguan Wan'er's tomb has been dealt with by Zhou Qingdu a long time ago. The reason why he was so sure that there must be people in Chang'an City behind it.

That’s why!

‘Who on earth wants to use this place to cause trouble?’

'Or maybe someone has noticed the saint's neglect of the political situation...'

There is not much information that can be known, and Zhou Qing will not make a judgment casually. He steps out of the formation of three talents without showing any special magic, and is accompanied by a soft "pop" in the air like a broken teacup. The sound.

The nightmare formation that was arranged here and took a lot of energy to use was completely cracked by Zhou Qing.

At the same time, in a cramped hut in Chang'an City, a shaman-like figure covered in tattoos struggled hard for a few times and suddenly vomited blood and soon lost his breath. Someone outside seemed to hear something inside There was a loud noise and he didn’t enter the house.

After looking around for a while, he walked down an alley and disappeared quietly into the city.

As for the location of Shangguan Wan'er's cemetery outside Chang'an City, after cracking the spell, an invisible strong wind roared inside the cave and rushed out of the cave. Except for a slight odor, there was no such thing as evil in the entire cave. feeling.

The black cat on Zhou Qingdu's shoulder ran away to nowhere, and appeared in front of him again the next moment. It was as if there was another figure floating around in his blue and green eyes.
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