The Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/Juxing Pavilion has seven floors in total.

There are more than seven houses in seven floors.

At first glance, solid stone may actually be hidden under the hollow wood. A glance at the square house may also contain round dark rooms.

If it is solid, it is weak, and if it is weak, it is solid.

This is not just the tricks mentioned by military strategists, but also the changes.

"The heavenly stems are like the stems of wood, strong and yang; the branch is like the branches of wood, weak and yin"

There are always new people who become old people.

When the initial freshness dissipates, what supports them to stay in Juxing Pavilion to continue their practice is no longer potential, but effort.

At this moment, Sang Zhifeng, who was repeating these words in this dark room, was a very hardworking woman.

No one in the Juxing Pavilion is qualified to question the efforts she has put into the astrology.

Including the current head of Juxing Pavilion, Cen Yimao.

Because if it were him, he would not have been so obsessed with the astrology when he returned to the same age, but would have been easily trapped in emotional entanglements with a certain beautiful lady again.

"Junior Sister Sang, why are you still reading this book "Outline of Heaven and Earth"? It's time to have a cocoon for so long."

Not everyone can be quiet with the tranquility of the environment.

Xu Tianhai is a man who always likes to be moved in silence.

So as early as three years ago, when he entered Juxing Pavilion as a newcomer, he was called the "honorary title" by all the stars.

Sang Zhifeng was the one who disliked the most among the newcomers back then.

Even if he and her are not as powerful as water and fire, they should have little intersection.

Even some elders of Juxing Pavilion who believe that they have a deep experience and are most accurate in their view.

But the two of them entered the same lineage and worshiped the same master.

Apart from the normal rest at night and the time when you have to be alone, it seems that no matter where Sang Zhifeng goes or what he does, Xu Tianhai will follow him like a shadow, keeping pace with him, and using his own funny way to adjust the atmosphere around this quiet woman.

For example, now, he knew that Sang Zhifeng wanted to clarify the relationship between the heavenly stems and earthly branches and astrological signs through the "Outline of Heaven and Earth", but he deliberately made a sound.

In the past, Sang Zhifeng only glanced at him lightly and would not respond.

But in her inner perception, it seems a little different today.

So she turned her head and said slowly to Xu Tianhai: "Heaven becomes an image, the earth forms, and the human being becomes fortune. This is the three paths of heaven, earth and man. Senior Brother Xu always likes to talk big and talk, but I wonder how much do you understand these three paths?"

Xu Tianhai was a little surprised at first, but soon showed joy again. He put his hand on Sang Zhifeng's shoulder and shook his eyes and said, "Junior sister really want to know?"

Sang Zhifeng said lightly: "It depends on whether you want to say it."

Xu Tianhai smiled and said, "What do I have to say? As long as you want to hear it, you want to hear jokes, love words, nonsense words, human words, sleep words, and foolish words. I can say them all for three days and three nights without repeating them."

Sang Zhifeng was unmoved, "Where are you talking seriously?"

Xu Tianhai gently rubbed her shoulder hard and leaned forward and said, "Junior sister wants to listen to seriousness? No problem! Senior brother only found an ancient book called "Nine Curve Star Map" from here a few days ago. Although it is just a broken chapter, it must be more serious and serious, which is related to the three realms of heaven, earth and man. If the junior sister is tired of listening, senior brother can take it out and discuss it with you."

Sang Zhifeng waved his fingers, pushed Xu Tianhai's palm down, frowned and said, "Didn't the master and the elders say a long time ago that you can only read and not practice the broken ancient books?"

Xu Tianhai disagreed and said, "Tsk, then do you believe it too? It's just a fool of the child. Senior brother, let me give you an example. I was cooking a pot of broth. The ingredients were all done on the heat. Finally, I found that there were a few ingredients missing. When you were thinking about what to do, you came over, but I told you that you can only see the smell, not eat and drink, and not even taste it. Are you happy?"

Sang Zhifeng thought for a moment, and suddenly said seriously: "I don't like drinking broth at all."

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When chatterboxes are rarely speechless, bursts of dry laughter come from the dark corner on the other side.

Hearing the sound, Xu Tianhai didn't even look at it. He took out a tael of silver from his arms, used it as a stone, and suddenly flew towards the corner.

Dong!

After a sound of the sound, there was no laughter.

Xu Tianhai then turned his head and said viciously: "You little mute, I'm having a good chat with my junior sister. You suddenly smiled rudely, okay? Next time, I'll not hit your chest with silver, but with real stones!"

The little mute curled up in the corner quickly opened the Shujian in his hand, covering his face, and did not dare to make any sound.

Sang Zhifeng couldn't stand it, "Why are you always bullying him?"

Xu Tianhai immediately changed his face and smiled softly at Sang Zhifeng, "Just kidding, have I really bullied him? Even a little punishment is not counted, and he still gives him money every few days. Junior sister, there are not many men like me who are stingy and slandering, so you have to cherish it."

Sang Zhifeng shook his head, put the "Outline of Heaven and Earth" in his hand back to the bookshelf in front of him, and was about to walk towards the little mute. He never thought that as soon as he stepped forward, the little mute quickly stood up and ran quickly towards the door of the dark room.

She then stopped thinking and sighed.

Xu Tianhai was about to comfort him, but she had turned around and pointed at his heart three inches.

"That is, Su Yu can't speak, otherwise with his master's temperament, he would have given you many unfatal wounds."

Xu Tianhai held her palm, "He has a master, but I don't have a master yet? The most important thing is that you are there."

Sang Zhifeng sighed even harder, "Jixing Pavilion cannot withstand internal struggles."

Xu Tianhai was unaware of it and laughed: "How can we highlight the strength and weakness without fighting? Born in distress and died in peace. This is not what you said in your senior brother, but the reason why Saint Meng stayed behind."

While speaking, a dazzling light suddenly shone into the dark room.

It was caused by Su Yu who opened the door and ran around.

"This little mute, even if you open a door, you can disturb people's mood. Could it be that he was a reincarnation of a disaster star in his previous life?"

"Well, probably!"

Xu Tianhai asked and answered himself, and suddenly a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, "It's strange, will the Yunluomen be automatically closed after three breaths? Why is there a beam of light shining in?"

Sang Zhifeng retracted his palm, noticed it, and whispered in his ear: "Someone is coming."

"Well? Which elder will it be at this time?"

By the time of guessing, outsiders had already entered.

Not one person came, there were seven figures one after another, five men and two women, none of whom were the elders of Juxing Pavilion.

Su Baitong is short, but she is not slow at all, and has a sharper eye. She looks as usual in a dark environment. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Xu Tianhai and Sang Zhifeng, who were not in the center of the dark room.

"Yoyou, I saw two strange faces. Wow! Or is it a lonely man and a widow, a tigress, does it look like you and your brother Hou were alone?"

Mu Qingshu's eyes suddenly showed a fierce light.

Hou Zhuyan still looked the same. She put the folding fan on her waist, clasped her fists and said, "I have met my senior brother and sister."

Before the two of them could react, Su Baitong patted Hou Zhuyan's thigh and said, "You're calling this too early. Is it a big deal to be a disciple or not? Even if you worship, you may not be the same master as them and become addicted to getting close to relatives?"

The black boy Chen Yinmo said, "People talk about etiquette. Do you think anyone who comes up like you will get married to the elders of Juxing Pavilion?"

Su Baitong immediately punched Chen Yinmo in the chest, "Your grandpa, that old guy owes us money. The reason for the conflict with him is not half of yours. You can't make your heart as dark as yours."

Xu Tianhai seemed to understand but not understand, and asked Sang Zhifeng: "Junior sister, are these new astrology masters from Juxing Pavilion?"

Sang Zhifeng glanced at him and seemed to be asking: Is there any need to say?

Xu Tianhai was suspicious and said, "No, although according to the rules of Juxing Pavilion, newcomers can choose a book and practice by themselves, but this is not the place where newcomers come from at all. Just the first volume of your "Outline of Heaven and Earth" is enough for them to drink a pot."

Sang Zhifeng said: "It is not surprising that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."

Xu Tianhai said oh, then turned around and ignored Hou Zhuyan and others.

Su Baitong sneered and said, "See, you treat others with courtesy, but others will not treat you with courtesy."

Hou Zhuyan seemed to have not heard of it, and walked towards the bookshelf to the east with a smile.

Su Baitong snorted and followed. Chen Yinmo and Mu Qingshu looked at each other, and they also went to find the book and method that suited them.

In the blink of an eye, only Xia Yin was left, and Li Congke and Yan Qiangwei had not moved for a long time.

"I've come here, Brother Wang, can't go over and take a look?"

"You go, I'll come later."

"Why should we follow up, can't we join together?"

"I have something to say with this Mr. Xia."

Yan Qiangwei looked at Xia Yin, said in her heart "Inexplicable" and then walked south.

"What do you want to say to you?"

Seeing Yan Qiangwei walking away, Xia Yin took the lead in asking Li Congke.

Li Congke said: "At that time, in the yard, the conversation between Hu brother Shu Ye and Mr. Xia, Wang heard a rough idea. Mr. Xia’s name originated from a word. Wang wanted to ask if someone else could write a word at will, Mr. Xia could dismantle it and understand the mystery in it?"

Xia Yin said, "There is no absolute in the world. If you say that all the characters in the world can be dismantled for me and understand the way, it is not true. If you fall below, you can only say that I am about 70% or 80% sure to measure what the person who writes, what the person wants, what his heart wants, and what he wants."

Li Congke asked, "You can only measure your heart, but you can't measure your life?"

Xia Yin showed a bitter smile on his lips, "The mystery of life cannot be described in one word. Besides, even if it can be measured, how many people in the world are willing to take the risk of revealing the secrets?"

Li Congke said in confusion: "Human life is not the destiny of heaven, so how can we disclose the secrets of heaven?"

Xia Yin said again: "When a person's life and death are not only related to one person or a tree man, but also to the survival of thousands of people in the world, his life is like destiny."

"Have you met such a person?"

Xia Yin shook his head.

Li Congke suddenly laughed and said, "I have met it, and there are more than one."

Xia Yin also laughed and said "congratulations" that he didn't know what it meant.

Li Congke sighed and asked silently in his heart:

"Since ancient times, only Ying Huo guards his heart. When will Ying Huo guard his life?!"
Chapter completed!