Chapter 360 Can’t Beat

Pan Xiaohei was surprised that he would have to be a bodyguard.

Pan Yun grabbed it by the neck and walked out. "What's so surprising? You and I are one. We prosper together and suffer together. I have always been protecting you. If I am in danger, shouldn't you protect me?"

Pan Xiaohei: "I am just a spiritual realm, and the spiritual realm is an auxiliary magic weapon."

Pan Jun: "I don't believe it. You must have been sealed, so you have lost your memory."

Pan Xiaohei didn't want to say anything.

In the kitchen, Wang Feiyin and his friends had already put down their bowls and chopsticks and were sitting at the table watching the children eat porridge and eggs.

Wang Feiyin looked back and forth at several people and asked, "How is the research on the washing tub and separator you made in Hanxingchi going?"

Pan Jun raised his hand and said, "The power system has been studied almost completely. We just need to find a craftsman who can make it according to the blueprint."

Wang Feiyin turned around and asked Wang Cong, "Do you want to do this business?"

Wang Cong nodded, "It's just that there are no suitable craftsmen in Yushan County, so we have to go out and find them. We can then set up a workshop. Dad, before we find a craftsman, let's use the talisman as a power source for research and try to find the most suitable formation point."

Wang Feiyin nodded.

Wang Cong carefully looked at Wang Feiyin's face and said, "Dad, what if my martial arts skills never improve, but I need to go down the mountain to find a craftsman?"

Wang Feiyin glanced at him and asked, "If I don't allow you to go down the mountain, will you stay on the mountain honestly?"

Wang Cong: "That is definitely not possible."

“Isn’t that the end?” Wang Feiyin said, “This mountain and this Taoist temple are your home, but they are just a stop in your long life.”

"Sanqing Mountain can't keep you, Sanqing Temple can't keep you, and I can't keep you either."

Everyone was silent.

So from this moment on, Wang Feiyin began to cram all kinds of knowledge into their heads.

When he got up in the morning, he would do morning lessons and practice sword skills, and then go to the alchemy room to learn medicine and alchemy; in the afternoon, he and Xuanmiao would teach them martial arts and cultivation one by one.

Even Tao Ji was thrown between Pan Yun and Wang Cong and practiced with them.

The three men were beaten viciously by Xuanmiao's sword, and then slapped hard by Wang Feiyin's palm.

Not to mention facing Wang Feiyin, Pan Jun didn't even need to suppress his skills, he couldn't beat him, he simply couldn't beat him.

What she didn't expect was that facing Xuan Miao, she couldn't defeat him even when she suppressed her cultivation level to the fifth level. She unblocked the acupoints and used her cultivation level to the first level, but she still couldn't defeat him.

Unless she is willing to take a posture that will result in both sides suffering losses, but...

Pan Yun can’t take it out.

This made Xuanmiao's brows furrowed, and they remained furrowed until New Year's Eve.

After holding on for a long time, Pan Yun was forced to retreat again and again by Xuanmiao, and was finally kicked off the top of the bamboo by Xuanmiao.

When Pan Yun was about to hit the ground, he kicked the bamboo next to him and his body flew backwards. After landing, he stepped back a few steps and barely managed to keep his body steady.

She couldn't help coughing, and her throat felt a little fishy and sweet. She covered her chest and yelled, "I, I'm injured internally."

Xuanmiao flew down from the top of the bamboo tree and looked at her expressionlessly, "Where did your ruthlessness go? In the past seven days, you haven't tried your best once."

Pan Yun rubbed his chest and said, "I have already tried everything I can, Fourth Senior Sister, this is a competition, I can't really fight you to death, right?"

Xuan Miao sheathed his sword twice and said coldly, "I fight you to the death every time."

Pan Yun: "...But if I fight to the death, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and you'll die."

Xuanmiao's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at her steadily, "If you don't try, how do you know whether it will be you who dies or me?"

Pan Yun: "Although my swordsmanship and experience are not as good as yours, I am the first marquis. If I really fight for my life, even I am afraid of it."

Xuanmiao: "It's just your fantasy."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Tao Ji and Wang Cong, who had collapsed on the side, immediately stepped forward to stop them.

Tao Ji went to stop Xuan Miao, "Junior sister, Junior sister is still young, she just can't bear to hurt you."

Xuanmiao: "Do I need her to let me?"

"Besides, she is not helping me, but harming me and herself. She is just the First Marquis. It's not like I haven't fought before."

Wang Cong tried to stop Pan Yun, "Little Master, although what Fourth Master said was unpleasant, it was for your own good. You couldn't stop at the last moment, which means you still don't have enough control over yourself."

Pan Yun: "Of course I know. It is precisely because of this that I dare not risk my life. I know that I can't control my moves, but I still risk my life. Isn't this irresponsible to the life of Fourth Senior Sister?"

Wang Cong paused for a moment and actually felt that what Junior Master said made sense. The question was, "Junior Master, you... when did you become so moral?"

Pan Yun rolled his eyes unceremoniously and said, "I have no sense of morality. That's for the enemy. For my own people, I'm a good person, okay? How can you think so badly of me?" Pan Yun felt even more pain in his chest. He took out a medicine bottle from the spiritual space, poured out a pill and swallowed it. At the same time, he used his energy to dissolve the power of the medicine. He said angrily, "To the enemy, of course I have to be as ruthless as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves; but to Fourth Senior Sister, can I do this?"

Wang Cong felt that what she said made more sense, and turned around and said, "Fourth Master, I think Junior Master is right. Why don't you wait a little longer until Junior Master can control himself, then you can fight hard... Oh, no, let's have a sparring match."

Tao Ji also felt that what Pan Yun said made sense, and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Junior Sister, although Junior Sister's moves are average, she knows few and is not very skilled, but her energy is deep. If she really fights like she did when we first met, you might really get seriously injured. It's not worth it just for a sparring match. Why not wait for her to practice more and control herself before fighting again?"

Xuan Miao looked at Pan Yun coldly, and after a moment he said, "I will teach you. Starting tonight, you need to spare an hour to practice swordplay with me."

Pan Yun's eyes widened: "At night?"

Xuanmiao asked coldly: "Do you have any free time during the day?"

Pan Jun thought about it and found that his schedule was fully scheduled and there was really no time left.

Xuan Miao turned and left. "In your words, if you are new, you should practice more. There is no other way."

Pan Jun reacted and yelled at her back, "But tonight is New Year's Eve..."

Xuanmiao doesn't care.

So, after the New Year's Eve reunion dinner, Tao Yanbai and the others were constantly taking out snacks and preparing to keep watch tonight, when Xuanmiao said to Pan Yun, "Wait for me in the front in two quarters of an hour."

Pan Jun looked at Wang Feiyin. Although she wanted to work hard and become a sword expert overnight, she also wanted to have a good rest on New Year's Eve.

There is only one New Year's Eve in a year, and in her lifetime, there will only be a hundred New Year's Eves in a hundred years.

Wang Feiyin avoided her gaze and took out a letter from his arms, saying, "It's just right. While everyone is free now, let's take a look at the letter sent back by the second brother."

Miao Zhen sighed, "Master didn't come back for the New Year again."

Wang Feiyin smiled and said, "He said in his letter that he got a promotion, so his superiors arranged for him to guard the palace this year, so he won't be back. If you really miss him, go to the capital to see him after the New Year."

Pan Jun's eyes lit up, his heart beat faster, and he poked Miao Zhen secretly.

Miao Zhen, who was about to express her disappointment, immediately changed her tone and said, "Okay!"

Wang Feiyin had already read the letter, and he took it out now just to pass on the message to everyone and to help himself out of the predicament.
Alas, it is so difficult to be caught between two junior sisters.

If the two junior brothers can still beat her up, then the junior sister... can only bear it by herself.

Wang Feiyin handed the letter to Wang Cong and asked him to read it.

In the letter, Yin Song said that he had made great contributions in the Battle of Luchuan, so he was promoted as soon as he returned to the capital. He is now the sixth-rank Xiaguan Zheng. Even his second apprentice Yin Qingjun has been promoted to the ninth-rank Wuguan Sili.

Although the ninth rank is a low-ranking official position, it allows one to enter and leave the palace freely.

The Five Organs Officials include the five organs of spring, summer, mid-autumn and winter. Their duties are to calculate the calendar and determine the change of seasons, which is a job directly related to people's livelihood.

Si Li is one of Guan Zheng's assistants, and Yin Qingjun still follows Yin Song.

Yin Song asked in the letter, "Now that Cong'er has obtained the certificate of ordination, do you have any plans to enter the government? If so, please come to the capital as soon as possible while I am here with you. I can still find him a position."

Wang Cong shook his head when he read this. "I heard from my second junior brother that after entering the palace, you have to spend half a month in the imperial city. Once you are locked up and don't leave the palace, you have to stay in the palace."

"And the master is obsessed with stargazing and divination. As long as he has the chance to stay at the observatory in the imperial city, he will not leave the palace. It's scary to think about it."

Wang Feiyin nodded. "Even the huge Sanqing Mountain can't hold your unrestrained soul, so how can the mere Imperial City hold it? I'll write a letter to reject him later."

Pan Yun slid over to Wang Feiyin and said, "Big Brother, can you ask Big Brother Two for me, is there a gender restriction for officials in the Imperial Observatory? Can a Kun Dao be accepted?"

Wang Feiyin's expression froze, and he turned to look at her, "You want to go?"

Pan Yun nodded: "I think I am very suitable to be an official. Really, it would be a pity if I don't become an official with my ability to speak the truth to people and the lies to ghosts."

Wang Feiyin looked at her inexplicably: "Little Junior Sister, are you mocking your Second Senior Brother, or are you serious?"

"Seriously, Second Senior Brother has never offended me, why would I ridicule him?"

Pan Jun looked at his expression and suddenly realized, "Big Brother, I just told the truth. You should praise me for being honest and having a clear understanding of myself..."

"Get lost! You don't even have a certificate of ordination, how can you be an official?" Wang Feiyin said, "Wait until you get the certificate of ordination first."

Pan Jun remembered that he had not yet received his certificate of ordination, so he could only say "Oh" and return to his seat.

Wang Cong continued reading, and the following scene was much more normal. Yin Song greeted everyone on the mountain, assigned Miaozhen some books to read in the new year, and then told everyone that he had run out of money.

Although he was promoted and received rewards, the rewards from the court... well, let’s not talk about it. The rewards were useless and could only be looked at and worshipped. Even if he exchanged them for money secretly, he wouldn’t be able to get much money.

He had always paid for his business trips out of his own pocket before, but he was penniless when he returned from Luchuan.

　good night

　　(End of this chapter)