Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 352 The Silent Record of Bone Elder: This Host Can't Be Carried!
Qin Xiao's arrival caused a huge uproar among the female cultivators.

Countless female cultivators began to shed tears of spring-like joy.

Their behavior naturally drew dissatisfaction from the male cultivators, and the slander grew louder and louder.

"Hmph! This grand gathering is a celebration of Confucianism and Taoism. Your foul language is an insult to this sacred event!"

"I see Qin Xiao with a frivolous look in his eyes, thin lips, wide-set eyebrows, and low cheekbones. He is clearly a hypocrite, a false gentleman, and a true villain!"

“That’s right. I observe that this Qin fellow’s behavior is too flamboyant and his temperament is superficial. His attainments in Confucianism and Taoism are probably not very high. The title of ‘Sage’ may be just an empty name.”

"Big Dan! You dare to insult our Holy Son! You deserve to die!"

The square was filled with a palpable tension and a palpable sense of impending conflict; they almost came to blows.

Fortunately, the guards at the event stopped them.

Jiang Chen arrived at this moment.

Looking at the scholars below, who were acting all high and mighty, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"These bookworms, how long have they been out? They even want to get into a group fight, tsk."

Upon hearing this, Huang Wansan, who was standing beside him, immediately spoke up:
"Don't worry, President. I will issue a decree tomorrow—no, tonight—to deal with this matter seriously!"

"Need not."

Jiang Chen stroked his chin and nodded, saying:

"Actually, it's good to be a bit lively. It's been a long time since I've seen such a lack of manners. I actually miss it."

The commotion in the square was quelled by security guards.

But soon a clever person came up with a good idea:

"Ladies, I've just recorded Qin Shengzi's every move and posted it on Douyin. Please like and follow!"

“Hey, I think we can use Douyin’s group chat function to start a group chat. That way, no matter where Brother Qin appears, sisters all over the Nine Realms can send the video to the group.”

"Really? That way, no matter where Qin Shengzi goes, we'll know immediately and be able to organize offline fan meetings!"

"Great idea! Let's get started! I want Brother Qin to know how much we love him!"

ha?
Jiang Chen was stunned.

Offline fan support event?
And that's how it came to be, so fresh and beautiful?

Well, it was both unexpected and reasonable.

After all, Wan San Entertainment has been developing for so long.

It has already made many singers and movie stars famous.

Logically speaking, such fan support groups should have been established long ago.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen realized that he had overlooked something.

That is, they neglected to let celebrities and fans interact offline.

Since they rarely appear in public, no one thought of establishing any offline fan club.

make up one's mind.

Jiang Chen plans to give more opportunities to young idol stars to appear on screen, and to hold more offline fan meetings and variety shows.

Anyway, these young male celebrities don't have much acting skill.

Frequent appearances on variety shows do not affect their fans' ability to immerse themselves in the dramas they watch next time.

Everything was fine at first.

But then again, fate had other plans.

The two sides started arguing again over this matter.

To know.

Besides Confucian cultivators, there are also many ordinary cultivators present today.

Their lethality was far beyond that of those scholars, and a very few of them were even soldiers under Sun Qun's command.

"Oh my god? An offline fan meeting? I think it's more like a rotating fan meeting."

"Tsk, you've really taken care of him inside and out. Your parents aren't even as important to you as this Qin Shengzi, are they?"

"Go to a bubble tea shop and use a sealing machine to seal your mouth and lips. First, it will shut you up, and second, it will make you itch so you can pat yourself with a slipper."

"Beautiful without losing fragrance, elegant without losing dignity, only Ouyang has lost its radical."

"High EQ: offline fan meet-up; Low EQ: give it to someone for free."

"That's not actually the case. I think it was given more than once."

"Putting aside my prejudice against Qin Xiao, I envy Qin Xiao every single day, not the lovebirds or the immortals."

These words will naturally provoke a counterattack from the other side:

"Zhao Xiao, you've started spreading dirty rumors? Sisters, let's get the 'Male Virtue Classic' from the Spiritual Continent flowing!"

"This bunch of shrimp-headed nanmu trees aren't even as good as Qin Shengzi's sword tassel, yet they dare to point fingers at us?"

Immediately, a chorus of responses rose and fell behind her:

"Exactly! Look at their appearance—they probably can't even find a girlfriend, right?"

"Wearing a scholar's robe is like putting a bamboo pole over a sack."

"You spend all your time fantasizing about those suggestive fairies on Douyin, but you probably wouldn't even dare to make eye contact with a female cultivator in real life?"

"They're thrilled that they're spreading rumors about us."

"That's all they can do."

"Hmph, all female cultivators under heaven are one family. You've offended us? You won't even find a cultivation partner in your entire lives!"

"Yes, all the female cultivators on our Spirit Qi Continent are united as one! Everyone is a lovely and well-behaved girl."

Tsk!
These words really struck a chord with some people, just when this side was suffering defeat after defeat.

No one knows which genius male cultivator came up with the idea of ​​using magic to defeat magic.

"Hmph, no matter what, Qin Xiao can never compare to my Kun-ge!"

Upon hearing this, someone from the female cultivator's side immediately jumped out to refute it:
"Bullshit! Brother Qin is a million miles better than that Brother Kun! He's planning to live off one song, 'Ji Ji, You're Beautiful,' for the rest of his life, isn't he?"

"Eh?"

This time, without the other side needing to refute them, differing opinions arose within their own ranks:

"Hey sis, I won't say anything if you like your Qin Xiao, but isn't it a bit much to belittle him like this?"

"Qin Xiao is not bad, but he's still far inferior to Brother Kun. Every outfit Brother Kun wears sets the trend for the Spirit Qi Continent. What makes Qin Xiao think he can compare?"

"Anyway, I think Qin Xiao is far inferior to Kun Ge, and Kun Ge didn't just release one song, 'Ji Ji Ni Mei,' right?"

"Exactly! I hate female cultivators like you who have long hair but short brains. Before judging someone, can't you at least learn about their work and talent?"

"I don't know anything! No matter how much you praise your brother, can he compare to the Qin family of the Central Region?"

"What happened to the Qin family? And the Central Region? Sisters, are you still living in the past?"

"Damn it."

"Nima!"

"The Qin family of the Central Region?"

Jiang Chen chewed on the four words.

Some impression.

Although not one of the ten royal families guarding the Purple Gold Dynasty, it is rumored that the Qin family is more powerful than the royal families.

It is suspected that a Nine-Turn Loose Immortal is in charge.

The Loose Immortal is one of the paths one can choose after reaching the peak of the Mahayana stage.

In general.

Once a cultivator reaches the peak of the Mahayana stage, they may accidentally trigger the ascension mechanism.

This is not something you can avoid just because you don't want to ascend.

How to describe it?
It's like you've reached your limit; you'd burst out even if you were just touched, let alone accidentally brushed against the blanket.

However, some peak Mahayana cultivators feel that their chances of successfully transcending the tribulation are not high, or they want to have greater strength after ascension.

They would then choose to disintegrate into a wandering immortal, undergoing the wandering immortal tribulation, with the highest level being the ninth revolution.

The power of the initial tribulations of the Immortal Scattering Realm is relatively small, but the power of each subsequent tribulation increases exponentially.

A first-tier Loose Immortal's strength might not even be as good as some powerful Mahayana cultivators.

A fifth-tier Loose Immortal's strength is comparable to that of a peak Mahayana cultivator. With each subsequent tier advancement, their strength will undergo a dramatic transformation.

Nine revolutions have reached their limit.

Once such a person ascends, their strength will far surpass that of someone who has ascended from the Mahayana stage.

Staying on the Spirit Continent without ascending to immortality makes one a true terrestrial deity, virtually invincible.

He is handsome, hardworking, skilled in poetry and swordsmanship, and the eldest son of the Qin family.

With all these buffs combined, it's no wonder Qin Xiao has gained the favor of so many female cultivators.

Xiao Huo glanced sideways at the men and women arguing in the square.

Although he had no desire to compete with others, he was still moved by the sight of Qin Xiao attracting the adoration of countless female cultivators without uttering a word.

Deep down, I still yearn for it.

Upon seeing this, the divine sense within the ring sent forth a tempting message:

"So, Xiao Huo, don't you want to be like Qin Xiao?"

"I think about it, but it's just a thought. They rely on their family background, not their personal abilities. If I were the young master of the Qin family, I would have the same prestige."

[Xiao Huo, you weren't like this at the beginning.]

"I was young and impetuous back then, and I didn't know any better."

Xiao Huo, I still remember you.

"Old man, so you're not the one working like a slave at the company every day, are you? It's easy for you to talk, but I'm working like a slave at the company every day. How can I have the mind to think about this and that?"

[Your hatred for the extermination of your clan! If not for yourself, think of your parents who died tragically!]

"parents?"

Xiao Huo narrowed his eyes, his expression changing slightly for the first time, but he quickly smiled.
"I believe that if my parents were still alive, they would not want me to live with such a deep-seated hatred."

【.】

"Isn't that right? The entire clan fought for my survival. You want me to take revenge? What if I die on the way?"

"If I die, wouldn't my people have died in vain? In other words, as long as I live, I will have done right by their sacrifice. I am not just living a cowardly life; I am living on behalf of my fallen people!"

"By the way, what are your true intentions in urging me to take revenge?"

I'm so embarrassed!
Bone Elder was rendered silent by Xiao Huo's words.

Don't tell me.

According to Xiao Huo's theory, there really wasn't anything wrong with it, but Gu Lao always felt that something was off.

How on earth did this kid manage to make the idea of ​​living a life of ignominy sound so righteous?
[Aren't you going to uphold righteousness anymore?]

"Go ahead and fight for it! I'm already here, I can put my righteous spirit on a shared bike and sell it. I don't think it's too much to ask for a few hundred million spirit stones, right?"

After a pause, Xiao Huo muttered to himself:

"You know what, it seems like the Righteous Qi is really useless now. It won't sell for hundreds of millions, but a few million should be no problem. I don't need much, just an apartment in the Heavenly Demon Domain will do."

Finally, he gave a self-deprecating laugh, his face completely devoid of its previous confidence:

"Hey, I was just saying that offhand. Righteousness isn't something you can get so easily. I'm just here to watch the fun. I'd be happy with even the lowest level of reward."

【.】

Is this still the same boy I admired back then? How did life turn him into such a downtrodden figure?

Eventually, as more and more renowned talented men and women arrived, the verbal abuse in the square gradually subsided.

In addition, the top leaders of the nine academies also arrived at the scene.

Many Confucian scholars in the square consciously put their mobile phones away.

They then began to discuss and show off their knowledge and insights, trying to gain the appreciation of the nine academies.

In previous years, people who made insightful remarks at such events were often invited to join the nine academies.

A teacher to others.

Being a teacher at one of the nine great academies is the greatest honor for a scholar.

Some Confucian scholars, having demonstrated their talents, caught the eye of the sect's holy sons or daughters, and were directly married into the sect, rising to prominence in one step.

Therefore, those in the square, whether or not they are Confucian scholars.

They all put on an air of scholarly refinement.

The male cultivator was polite and humble, while the female cultivator was radiant with smiles and exuded elegance.

There was no trace of the ugly behavior they had displayed earlier.

"These Confucian scholars are really shameless and good at pretending. I didn't know that such cursing also happened on the Spirit Qi Continent."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen turned to look at the talkative Baka.

Seeing this, the Sea King, who had been following Jiang Chen and taking notes non-stop, immediately retorted:

"You're wrong about that. What do you mean by 'being able to pretend'? In the Spirit Qi Continent, that's called doing whatever you want. Everything is based on your heart. You can control your emotions at will. That's something our Western Fantasy Continent should learn from!"

"Hmm~"

Jiang Chen nodded in satisfaction:
“That’s right. We value freedom of speech and never suppress the personal emotions of cultivators. Even if they argue about their idols, or even point their fingers at me and curse, I will gladly accept it.”

'Shuashuashua~'

Jiang Chen spoke while Hai Wang took notes.

No sooner had Jiang Chen finished speaking than the Sea King picked up the conversation, not letting Jiang Chen's words fall flat:

"The president's universal ideals and magnanimous spirit are something we should learn from throughout our lives!"

"Ah! President! You are like the sun to me and to the entire Western Fantasy Continent. It is you! You brought the flame of civilization to our Western Fantasy Continent. Everything has meaning because of your existence!"

"Eh?"

Baka was stunned. How could the Sea King's awareness have increased so much in just one night?

A sense of urgency grew in the Black Dragon King's heart.

No!

study!
I need to learn too!

On the other side of the bluestone steps, a dozen or so monks in plain white robes stood in a circle.

The elderly man at the head of the group swayed his whisk and stroked his goatee every three sentences, the ink stains on his sleeves appearing and disappearing with the movement.

"A person's noble spirit should be like jade being carved—"

The old man adopted an air of superiority, drawing out the last syllable of his words, and immediately a young Confucian scholar appeared beside him to flatter him:
"Brilliant! Master Zhang's analogy perfectly aligns with the principle in the Book of Rites, 'Jade that is not carved cannot become a vessel'!"

Before he finished speaking, someone in the back row sneered and secretly calculated something in their sleeve, pondering a rebuttal.

Suddenly, a tall, thin monk strolled over, his jade pendant jingling incessantly at his waist.

He first bowed deeply to everyone, but as he stood up, he deliberately swung the jade pendant even higher:

"Have you all carefully considered the poem 'The Crane Cries in the Marsh' that Qin Shengzi just recited? I believe that the line 'The egrets soar in flight' is clearly an adaptation of the Book of Songs, but surpasses it!"

While speaking, he put his left hand behind his back, but his right hand quickly rubbed the jade pendant at his waist.

This is an unspoken practice in their academy called "Bian Qian Fu Yu," which means "gentle and refined like jade, debating without arguing."

In the corner, two scholars in blue robes were whispering to each other, their faces hidden behind scrolls.

"Brother Li, take a look at the waist of that Holy Maiden of the Purple Sun Sect."

"Silence! Someone's looking over here!"

The man addressed as Brother Li suddenly straightened his back, his voice rising abruptly:
As Mencius said, "There is a method to observing water; one must observe its ripples." This contains profound meaning.

As he spoke, he lightly nudged his companion with the scroll, glancing sideways at the female cultivator, indicating that there was something to see.

There was also a fat Confucian scholar.

Whenever he heard someone quoting classical texts, he would first let out a long "hmm" sound, making people feel that he had profound insights.

When everyone's attention turned to him, he put on a pretentious air and didn't utter a single word.

Suddenly, the bell tolled three times.

The scholars immediately straightened their clothes and turbans like puppets on strings.

The group of Confucian scholars who had just been exchanging sneers and disdainful glances now tacitly raised their hands at the same time, either smoothing out non-existent creases in their clothes or adjusting their already neat handkerchiefs a third time.

it has started!

I just don't know what the topic of this academy competition will be.

(End of this chapter)