How can one cultivate immortality without learning modern knowledge?

Follow the pen of "Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night" and embark on an adventure together in "How to Cultivate Immortality Without Learning Modern Knowledge?"

Elderly people with limited mobility!

Even seven characters have their uses.

At least the yamen runners' wild suspicions from before have been largely dispelled at this moment.

Yes.

What kind of power is Lingyan Pavilion?

A true taboo!

A place that even the imperial court fears greatly.

Shouldn't the higher-ups there be unparalleled geniuses who come and go without a trace, and whose mere gesture can shatter the world?

How could he possibly be an old cripple who walks with a shuffling gait and is always hunched over?

The contrast is truly striking.

The prince gave a cold laugh: "Didn't you reveal this Qi traitor's identity yourself?"

Zhou Wenju's brows furrowed sharply: "Your Highness's words are utterly absurd, I..."

His voice suddenly stopped...

Because at this very moment, a woman stepped out of the Dharma boat.

This woman is incredibly beautiful.

This woman is someone I know very well.

She was none other than his former sweetheart: Lin Shuiyao.

Lin Shuiyao!

Zhou Wenju sighed inwardly...

He finally understood where today's crisis came from.

It was indeed revealed by Zhou Wenju himself.

On that day, he and Lin Shuiyao were inseparable, and their trust in each other was absolute.

Lin Shuiyao expressed her concern about his family's demotion to Lingnan. To reassure her, he told her this huge secret, saying that she didn't need to worry, because her father had a master by his side, Old Qi, who was a member of Lingyan Pavilion and whose skills were even better than those of the Hidden Dragon Golden Guards...

Back then, Lin Shuiyao was a sincere, considerate, and lovely girl.

At that time, Zhou Wenju was still the simple and innocent man he once was.

It seems that the serious consequences of the predecessor's foolish actions will have to be paid for by himself, the "possessor"...

Lin Shuiyao raised her eyes and stared coldly at him: "Zhou Wenju, you told me this secret yourself, so it's too late to deny it now!"

Zhou Liang stared intently at his son, the words that surfaced in his mind once again returning to their original pattern: unfilial son!

Old Qi remained completely still, his mind a complete blank...

He couldn't believe that this second young master, who was a master strategist and had a keen understanding of the times, would be so foolish.

However, he dared not disbelieve it.

He knew Lin Shuiyao because of her.

He also knew that the Second Young Master was willing to give up five years' worth of Mo Family points for this beautiful woman, and to bring her into the outer sect of the Mo Family, Mount Huding, thus turning his own hopes of entering the inner sect into a pipe dream.

He and the master reminisced about that incident several times, sharing both joy and sorrow.

What pleases me is that my son's selfless sincerity aligns well with my father's Confucian values.

What worries me is that such a foolish son has no future.

Who could have imagined that the guillotine he, Lao Qi, was about to face would be one he himself had set, a consequence of his own passionate adultery...

For a moment, Lao Qi was overwhelmed with turmoil, lamenting the impermanence of life.

"Shuiyao, do you hate me?" Zhou Wenju exhaled softly.

In short, six words.

The emotions hidden deep in Lin Shuiyao's eyes suddenly exploded—anger, madness…

But she couldn't express it.

Because of this emotion, at this moment, it is so complex.

Five years ago, she still retained her girlish sentiments.

With this sentiment in mind, she and he traveled thousands of miles to enter Huding Mountain.

She was once moved by his willingness to give up five years of points in exchange for a ticket to his university. At that time, even if the whole world betrayed you, I would not betray you. Perhaps, there wasn't much exaggeration in that sentiment.

However, the vicissitudes of life gradually erased her youthful naiveté.

My mother's admonition slowly surfaced in my mind.

The smog and miasma on Mount Huding still tainted her pure white lotus flower.

Her senior and junior sisters, who were not as good-looking as her, all became successful by associating with powerful figures, while her only support, Zhou Wenju, was suppressed by his fellow disciples and saw no hope at all.

Her mindset was gradually becoming unbalanced, and she wanted to make a change.

She took that step.

She found a new backer.

According to her plan, from now on, she should live a life of luxury, while Zhou Wenju should fall into eternal damnation and never be able to rise again, so as not to betray her transformation.

However, she guessed the beginning but not the ending.

Zhou Wenju underwent a miraculous transformation.

Poetry, in its seven colors, reveals its literary roots!

The art of weapon crafting has reached the Earth level!

While he was enjoying his moment of glory on Mount Huding, he casually turned his patron, the third prince of Rulan, into a daylily on the spot.

It turned her life into a huge and ironic joke.

How could she tolerate it?

Today's events are partly to appease the King of Rulan's anger and save my own life, and partly for her revenge!

She hates him!

She hated all his glory!

She hated the "dream script" that "did not go as she expected".

So she wanted to destroy everything he had, to destroy this "script" that had become a huge irony for her, a script that kept her up at night, to get her life back on track, and to let the world tell her that her choice was ultimately right...

"Hahahaha..." Crown Prince Huo Qiuhe laughed heartily, "Zhou Wenju, what are your feelings at this moment?"

This frustration caused the Rulan Prince's Mansion to suffer a great setback.

But today, everything will be rewritten.

Even if you are a master of poetry, with unparalleled literary fame, even if you have already won the Emperor's favor, and your future seems bright.

I will still knock you down from the clouds today.

You brought disaster to two high-ranking officials in Qishan, but you cleverly devised a plan and narrowly escaped danger. That was your scheming and your skill.

But what about today?

Can you still pass the test?

Your Majesty's reach is limited, but Your Majesty's decree is before us...

Even if your death ruins His Majesty's grand plans, His Majesty will have to swallow his pride and accept the consequences!

Zhou Wenju sighed softly, "The young master asked about my feelings, and they are indeed profound! Shuiyao, let me present you with a poem!"

诗？

Everyone was startled...

He was a master of ci poetry, and his poems, once written, were bursting with vibrant colors...

Why am I suddenly thinking of writing poetry?

He didn't write a poem, only recited aloud: "The mouth of a green bamboo snake, the stinger of a wasp's tail, neither is poisonous, but the most poisonous is a woman's heart!"

Lin Shuiyao's expression changed.

The poems and lyrics that came from the mouth of this master of ci poetry.

Any one of these words will be known throughout the world...

The poem he wrote especially for her was titled "The most poisonous heart is that of a woman."

From then on, whenever anyone mentioned this poem, it would bring up her name.

Her life will be ruined because of this poem...

This is Zhou Wenju's revenge!

clap clap clap...

Three rounds of applause came from the Dharma Boat.

A man in white robes emerged from the Dharma boat.

This man was tall and handsome, with a dashing figure. Standing on the magic boat, he displayed an air of mastery over the nineteen paths of the game of chess...

Old Qi's eyes were fixed on this person.

The iceberg and snow-covered sea within my heart have grown even colder.

He was a member of the Lingyan Pavilion.

He naturally paid more attention to matters concerning the royal family.

He knew who the person coming was.

Bai Luoshui, His Highness the Crown Prince's senior advisor.

The fact that Bai Luoshui was personally involved in was clearly something the Crown Prince also wanted to accomplish...

Today's situation, due to Bai Luoshui's involvement, will become a dead end!

Bai Luoshui stepped off the Dharma boat and exclaimed, "Young Master Zhou can compose poems on the spot. He is indeed a genius in the art of poetry. However, today is not a literary gathering, but an arrest of a wanted criminal. I'm afraid Young Master Zhou's poems will be of no use."

"A wanted criminal by the imperial court?" Zhou Wenju asked coldly. "Who is the wanted criminal?"

Bai Luoshui chuckled softly: "Does Young Master Zhou still wish to struggle a bit?"

"And who are you?" Zhou Wenju asked.

"Bai Luoshui, a recluse from the mountains and fields, is a disciple of the Crown Prince!" Bai Luoshui raised his hand and gently opened a folding fan.

On the folding fan is a large character "弈" (Yi).

With a gentle wave of the fan, the demeanor was elegant, and the characters were arranged in a strange and irregular way, like chess pieces being placed on a board.

Zhou Wenju's eyes widened in surprise: "You're Bai Luoshui?"

Bai Luoshui was slightly taken aback: "You've heard of me?"

"Yes, I've heard of it!" Zhou Wenju said. "On my way back to Lingnan from Huding Mountain, I encountered a stray dog. This dog suddenly spoke in human language, saying that His Highness the Crown Prince had a retainer named Bai Luoshui, who was actually a remnant of the Lingyan Pavilion... I found this utterly absurd. What does Brother Bai think?"

His words were absolutely polite.

However, the words they used were absolutely infuriating.

Lin Shuiyao trembled slightly all over...

I've heard the "wild dog theory" again!

Every time she hears the word "wild dog," she's the one who gets targeted...

Bai Luoshui abruptly stopped halfway through waving his folding fan, a silent dark line slid across his usually calm face...

A voice suddenly rang out: "What you say is quite right, young master. If the laws of the world can be arbitrarily determined by the words of wild dogs, then shouldn't Mr. Bai accompany this old man on his journey today?"

These words came from behind Zhou Wenju, and it was none other than Old Qi.

The one everyone was pointing their finger at!

His statement was perfectly reasonable.

Criminals accused by the imperial court cannot be arbitrarily charged.

You need to produce evidence.

If we make decisions based solely on what others say, then what Zhou Wenju just said could also be used to classify you, Bai Luoshui, as a member of Lingyan Pavilion and have you arrested as well.

The smile on Bai Luoshui's face vanished without a trace.

He gently raised his folding fan: "Your Highness, determining whether the person to be arrested is truly a remnant of the Lingyan Sect is quite simple. The martial arts of the Lingyan Pavilion are distinctive; His Majesty and the Crown Prince will recognize them at a glance! You can simply have the two commanders test this Constable Qi's skill!"

"What you say is very true, sir!" Huo Qiuhe raised his hand. "Let's try it!"

Boom!

A commander of the Golden Guard took a step out of thin air...

As he took that step, a large flower appeared out of thin air beneath his feet.

Zhou Wenju felt a chill in his heart.

Dao Flower Realm!

In the realm of Dao Flower, no one in the entire arena could resist.

Including him, and his father who possessed the official seal of a county magistrate, the official seal of a county magistrate was only of the seventh rank. At most, a seventh-rank official seal could suppress a Dao Mountain, but it could not even suppress a Dao Heart, let alone a Dao Flower.

The only person who could resist was Lao Qi.

However, as Bai Luoshui said, Lao Qi's characteristics were extremely obvious. On that day, he only took one step on Cangshan Mountain, and Li Yuancang recognized his origin.

Can we resist today?

If he resists, all the images will be recorded by the magic boat, and his identity will be locked away...

"Young master, close your eyes, don't say anything! Don't do anything!" Old Qi's voice reached his ears...

Zhou Wenju was greatly shocked, vaguely guessing what was about to happen. A voice quickly reached out to Lao Qi: "Lao Qi, hurry up and leave! As long as we're alive, we can always fight again!"

Snapped!

The commander of the Golden Guard flicked his finger, and a silver light, like a whip, lashed out.

It hit Old Qi squarely in the face, tearing his skin and drawing blood.

"Not going to dodge?" The commander sneered. "Then let's try again!"

Another lash.

With this whip, Old Qi's right arm flew out of the air and turned into a bloody mist.

Crown Prince Huo Qiuhe's face was contorted with rage.

Bai Luoshui stared at Zhou Wenju, a faint smile in her eyes.

Zhou Wenju's eyes flashed with a cold, piercing light, a look he had never seen before...

"Young Master Zhou, it seems this high-ranking member of Lingyan Pavilion is quite stubborn!" Bai Luoshui said, "He would rather die than reveal his identity."

His voice fell.

Crown Prince Huo Qiuhe coldly added, "Is that so? Then try killing him!"

Chi!

The long whip, like a sword, lashed down...

In the blink of an eye, the long whip was already above Lao Qi's head. This whip was no longer a physical humiliation, but a deadly move.

Old Qi, under the whip, showed no intention of resisting.

His gaze fell on Zhou Liangsheng, his eyes filled with complex emotions, seemingly both relief and resignation...

Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, he was powerless to resist.

How could a mere constable resist the Golden Guard Commander, who was at the Dao Flower Realm?

All the yamen runners closed their eyes, and the onlookers in the county town also wore expressions of pity...

Zhou Liangsheng's forehead veins almost burst.

However, he was completely powerless to deal with any of the situations.

His heart was filled with anger.

His long-standing adherence to Confucianism seems to be showing signs of cracking.

He believed in Confucian loyalty and righteousness, but those beliefs were only reflected in books and in words. Old Qi, on the other hand, never spoke of loyalty or righteousness.

However, even though he clearly had the ability to resist, he chose to be humiliated by this group of people. He was willing to become a cripple in order to hide his cultivation level and avoid bringing disaster to the Zhou family.

That's what true righteousness is!

Just as the decisive killing blow was about to land on Lao Qi's head, suddenly, a figure soared into the sky, dressed in snow-white clothes, with eyes as sharp as iron, and with a hiss, reached out!

He forcefully grabbed the commander's whip mid-air.

puff!

With a soft sound, blood splattered...

His snow-white clothes resembled a tree in full bloom of red plum blossoms.

Everyone was stunned.

The person in the air was none other than Zhou Wenju.

His palm was deeply cut into the bone by the leather whip, but his expression did not change at all. It seemed that the pain of the whip breaking through his skin and flesh was as insignificant to him as an autumn breeze.

"Zhou Wenju, how dare you obstruct the Jinwu Guard from enforcing the law?" Huo Qiuhe's face darkened.

Bai Luoshui's face suddenly lit up with joy.

Finally, Zhou Wenju was dragged into the mess!

He openly targeted Lao Qi, but his ultimate goal was naturally the Zhou father and son. Therefore, this commander of the Jinwu Guard did not use his full strength. They also wanted to see how the Zhou father and son would react when they slowly tortured Lao Qi in front of them.

Zhou Liangsheng held back.

Zhou Wenju couldn't help himself...

This effect was even better than Zhou Liangsheng's inability to hold back! Because in Bai Luoshui's mind, the most threatening person in the Zhou family was never Zhou Liangsheng, but Zhou Wenju.

This kid used to be so meticulous in his actions, but today he finally let his guard down, and this letdown is a huge one...

Even if someone is killed on the spot for obstructing the Jinwu Guard's law enforcement, it is still in accordance with the law!

"How can we not stop unjust law enforcement?" Zhou Wenju shouted coldly.

Huo Qiuhe shouted, "Anyone who dares to obstruct the Jinwu Guard's law enforcement will be considered an accomplice and executed!"

With a flick of his wrist, the commander of the Golden Guards unleashed a phantom image of Dao flowers on his whip, which resembled a giant python carrying the power of the Heavenly Dao. It rolled up and Zhou Wenju could no longer hold on to it. With a loud bang, the flesh on his hand was torn away!

This whip descended from the sky, its power ten or a hundred times greater than the previous one. This strike was no longer just aimed at Old Qi, but also included Zhou Wenju...