Chapter 168： prestige

"Under Zhuo Yuan."

"Zhuo Yuanzhui, it turned out to be the son of the Governor of this state, fortunately." Upon hearing the name, Pei Ziyun was a bit impressed and was the son of Governor Zhuo Du.

This person is a idiot and loves the way of longevity. Through his family history, he got a lot of copies of Taoist genius, and he was able to practice Falun Dafa by relying on some copies without teaching. He is a world-class master.

In the memory of the original owner, this person was stuck in the open door and could not progress at all. After being imprisoned, it was not clear what was specific.

Zhuo Yuan blame Pei Ziyun for not answering, saying, "Please ask the Grand Duke of Yuan Dynasty to take the priority. Do n’t break the practice. Do n’t you hear the Dafa does n’t touch the noble. Although he is an inmate and a court official, he kills him ominously.”

Obediently, Pei Ziyun only knew that Zhuo Yuanzai didn't know that he had been chased. At this moment, he smiled: "I am a man who has been murdered."

"Do you know that this person is hunting me secretly? Although I am a human being, I really want to arrest me, as long as the province ’s political and political revolution has gained my fame, why is this person hunting privately?"

"What, is this happening?" Zhuo Yuangui was shocked. He traveled and didn't know about it, but he had some news and frowned when he looked at Pei Ziyun: "Is it possible that the thief arrested in the city will not be Jie Yuan?"

"It's me. There is a reason for this, brother Zhuo still don't want to intervene." Pei Ziyun chuckled. The son of the governor, although he could be killed in martial arts, he is not an enemy, so there is no need to provoke.

"Do you know why I want to kill him and they are ordered to act? I must also be ordered to act. People must be killed, son, do you want to be involved in the fight between Prince Edward and King Lu?" Pei Ziyun said, borrowing the Prince ’s tiger skin was scary and strict. That said is not wrong.

Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, Zhuo Yuan couldn't help taking a sigh of relief, took a step back, sighed, and stopped talking. Even if he was the son of the Governor, he was not involved in the vortex.

At this moment Tian Hong struggled to get the knife, howled suddenly, and rushed up, but the sword light flashed and blood spewed out, and the man fell to the ground.

"No one in the world is the same." Pei Ziyun sighed. As soon as his eyes lighted up, a plum blossom appeared, just now.

On the data box: "Task: Fighting Ying, Yong and Liang Tri-state Pieces (Completed)"

"Well? You don't need to slay Dang Yu this time?" Pei Ziyun glanced at him suddenly. This man was a prison official. Although he had men, he was a court official. When he died, the whole force collapsed. No need. Go further and kill yourself.

"Well, I'm tired of killing." Snow fell in the wind, and Pei Ziyun turned around and stretched out his fingers in the void a bit: "Extract!"

For a moment, the plum blossoms appeared in his eyebrows, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Inadvertently, the tricks flowed the stream slowly.

It can't be seen with the naked eye, there is a faint spring breeze, there is almost no feeling, it is a bit like the wind diving into the night, the moisturizing is silent.

"This is it?" Pei Ziyun wondered. A feeling hit his heart. It seemed to break a certain barrier just now.

The semi-transparent data frame floats in the field of vision again with a faint sense of light. The data appears in front of the eyes. If you look closely, there is no change. When you think about it, just point at a certain point.

"Supernatural Power: Dou Zhuan Star Shift First (Completion 0.01%)"

Wait a moment, the completion is 0.02%, and I jumped a bit again. Looking at this, Pei Ziyun's heart broke out, and the moistness came from the gathering to make him feel like he was going to groan. He could feel a little power being transformed by Yin God. A little bit of solidity, and the most obvious number is that the star shift is constantly increasing, although it is very slow, but it is always on.

"It turned out that the Yin God constantly increased his magical power, which fits with the blessed land, and the blessed land nourishes the magical power and aura."

"This is the way of the world's immortals, but plum blossoms can open up another path." Pei Ziyun couldn't help laughing, and groaned with a trembling sound like metal.

"Zhao Kehuan Hu Yan, Wu Gooshuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on a white horse like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps and stay for a long time.

Hello.

Leisurely after Xinling drink, take off his sword knees horizontally.

Three cups of Torano, Wuyue fell light.

After dazzling ears, Yiqi Nisheng was born.

The death of the chivalrous bones, not the world.

Who can book the Lord, Bai Shou Tai Xuan Jing. "

After finishing the chanting, he turned and left. Zhuo Yuangui listened to the poem and was shocked. He saw Pei Ziyun's tattered figure and was about to come out of the alley. He called: "Jie Yuan Jie is really a poetic fairy. You kill people. Trouble, I have a quiet house, so I can take a break. "

Pei Ziyun listened for a moment, then turned to look at him and asked, "Oh, aren't you afraid of trouble?"

Zhuo Yuan laughed: "My father is a man in officialdom and a prince. I don't want to be involved in trouble, but I can temporarily rest for Xie Yuangong in a quiet place."

"Please enter the car. I don't want the yard to be outside the city. It's suitable to stay for a few days."

"It does what I want!" Pei Ziyun went up with a smile, leaned on the cushion with his eyes closed, and was a bit exhausted physically and mentally, thinking about things, and the ox cart drove out.

The system can transform prestige. The bigger and the more people chant, the more you can improve yourself. You have to think of a way to gain some reputation.

I don't know how long after that, the ox cart stopped, and the driver shouted, "My son, the other house has arrived."

Pei Ziyun got out of the car, a cold wind rushed towards him, and he looked up. This is a riverside courtyard, which can be thrown into the river at any time.

"Good choice, lean on the left side, and right side on the river bank!" Said to go up, this is a small courtyard with three main rooms and two rows of compartments, all of which are covered with thick snow.

There are clumps of plums in the corner, and Mei Hong, who is fragrant and cold, strikes. Pei Ziyun said, "I have plums. I like them."

Zhuo Yuan blame him when he groaned and laughed: "There must be poetry for Jie Yuan."

Pei Ziyun smiled bitterly, and said, "It was only a short while ago, poetry is gone."

When I entered the room, I noticed that it was inconspicuous outside. The interior was neatly arranged. There were wooden couches, quilts, bookshelves, pens and pens, and a stove.

Rice and meat are available in the kitchen. Zhuo Yuangui said: "Just before I stayed a few days ago, everything was inside, and the snow was heavy outside. No one saw it, but in order to avoid being found, I could n’t send it. People are waiting, everything must be solved by the Duke Yuan. "

Listening to this, Pei Ziyun nodded his head. In order to avoid searching, he said a few words, then sent Zhuo Yuan to blame, and disappeared into the snow in a blink of an eye.

After a while, Pei Ziyun himself burned a large bucket of hot water. His new clothes were taken away. Pei Ziyun sat in the tub and felt only comfortable. These days, he kills, is chased, and rarely bathes. It's freezing cold, and it's a little sleepy.

Pei Ziyun was thinking, prestige, how to get reputation?

Poems are shared by everyone, and their fame has not yet fully spread. As long as they spread, they will have more prestige. If you go further, the biggest shortcut is actually to get the top prize. Become a big official, but the foundation of this path is afraid of being smashed by dragons. Destroying everything is impossible.

Fighting thousands of miles by myself, killing Ying, Yong and Liang is a legend, but this is a royal secret. Even King Lu can't spread his fanfare. How can he propagate himself?

Poems are not too expensive, but they have been written just now.

Academic, to be practical, can only be circulated among small-scale scholars, and it must be valued by talents who are interested in research. It can be said that university concentration is a gold mine. The longer the time, the more the stone will be used for gold, but it is not possible in a short time. Too much effect.

"Apart from these, or only works?"

"And to gain popularity, the simplest is easy to understand. Although poetry and scholarship are elegant, there are too few people to admire. To gain the highest reputation, it is the most important thing to tell the storyteller."

Taoists exist in the world, and monsters, foxes and beauties have a wide range of legends. They can be written as a book. Pu Songling did his best to produce a book. Although he was not famous at the time, it has been circulating for hundreds of years after his death. Generally nothing.

Yes, when I was on the earth, I had a close friend. When they were drunk, they talked about the secrets of writing. At that time, they only felt ridiculous. However, they did n’t write a book.

As I was thinking, my gaze glanced over the data frame, suddenly stunned.

"Supernatural power: Dou Zhuan Star Shift first (completion 1.7%)"

"On this way, so much has been done, and it seems that it is really carefully."

Fucheng

The snow fell, thousands of people were still searching, Fang Jie and Tian Hong were killed, and even the army was mobilized. After searching for several days, no trace was found.

In a hall, Ding Ding walked back and forth, his face turned blue, and the inspection led him forward with some fear: "Father Dang, the mountain has been checked carefully, but it can't be found."

"The drugstores, hotels, restaurants in the city were searched a few times, but they could not be found. All the doctors also questioned us. We have searched several times without receiving treatment, or we have fled."

Ding Ding, angry and unwilling, he took a few steps and shouted loudly: "This person has been injured, but hundreds of you can't find it, all waste!"

"The prefecture has just spread the word that even if it is the face of my father-in-law, we can't keep the city closed, and we can't always adjust the army to imprisonment."

"But now, how can you let the Sajia family explain to His Royal Highness?" Dinggong's eyes had become red with anger, sweeping everyone ~ www.novelhall.com ~ On the field, everyone felt cold, and the amount of inspection After a cold sweat, he bit his head and said, "Father-in-law, now or may be loose and tight, staring at the hotel, hotel, pier, main road, and once you find out, it's not too late."

He didn't say something. Now that it's so cold and snowy for several days, someone has been frostbite. If you continue this way, morale must collapse. Even if you force the order, there is no combat effectiveness.

Dinggong listened, endured anger, swept across the crowd, and saw everyone silent, and knew that the string was too tight. After a long thought, he said, "Well, do what you say!"

After that, I flipped my nails.

At this moment, everyone was relieved, and could not help but feel annoyed.

记住 Remember the first domain name in this book:. Mobile website reading URL: