Chapter 100: Realization

The coarse-clothed middle-aged man was the appearance Lv Fang had changed into using the Deceiving the Heavens extraordinary power. His current appearance was very ordinary, the kind you could grab a handful of on the street.

There were some pockmarks on his face, his skin was a bit rough, and he looked like a man doing manual labor at the bottom of society.

The reason Lv Fang appeared here, and in this strange guise, was to test the method of the Heavenly Mystery Daoist for resisting the Heavenly Dao.

Making oneself look very miserable.

Can allow the Heavenly Dao to ignore you for a certain period of time.

For this reason, Lv Fang specifically asked Wang Fu and confirmed that this was indeed the case, but whether it was useful or not was a matter of opinion.

If there was a restriction from the Heavenly Dao.

Even if Lv Fang absorbed all two thousand mid-grade Myriad Dao Stones, he would fundamentally be unable to enter the Sixth Rank, and thus would be unable to go to the Buddhist Nation Trial Grounds, so he planned to try this method.

After walking for a while, he came to a wonton stall and ordered a large bowl of wontons, barely managing to get a bite, which counted as his lunch for today.

The stall was not large and was operated by a middle-aged couple. When they were busy, an old woman would bring a little girl to help.

The family looked very simple, and a large bowl of wontons only sold for five copper coins. The portion was large, and those sitting here eating were all men from the neighborhood doing some manual labor.

They were all dressed very thinly, ate wontons very quickly, and spoke in loud voices, but they were very friendly to people.

Lv Fang didn't know what was going on, but he would inexplicably observe everything around him.

Sometimes he would also think, did the Heavenly Mystery Daoist really use pretending to be miserable to resist the Heavenly Dao? Or was there some other mystery?

He really regretted not humbly asking for advice when he met the Heavenly Mystery Daoist.

"Scholar Wang is here!"

A man greeted him loudly.

A scholar wearing a long cotton robe walked over. The people here clearly all knew this person and greeted him one after another.

"Scholar Wang, you haven't come to read the *Da Zhou Wen Bao* to us rough men for the past two days; our meals haven't even tasted good."

The man grinned.

Lv Fang looked at the scholar surnamed Wang; judging by his attire, this person should have some foundation at home.

That such a person would mingle with a group of manual laborers gave a very strange feeling.

The middle-aged vendor who came over to add tea smiled:

"Scholar Wang is a very good person. He knows that we rough men are illiterate, so he comes every day at this time to read the elegant stories from the *Da Zhou Wen Bao* to everyone. If you, guest, want to listen, you can hear it every day at this time."

Lv Fang smiled and nodded, a thought stirring in his heart.

Before, he only wanted to use the performance of elegant stories to increase his popularity.

Having witnessed all this, he was even more determined to perform them, because not everyone in the Great Zhou reads books, and more people might not even know a single character.

If they could be performed, these people could also know what the elegant stories were about. Perhaps this might not bring scholarly aura, but he felt he had to do it.

Scholar Wang cupped his hands, took out the *Da Zhou Wen Bao* he had just bought from his bosom, and smiled:

"Didn't Lord Wenguan's *Romance of the Three Kingdoms* finish writing two days ago? That's why I didn't come. Everyone, rest assured, as long as there are new elegant texts, I will come to read them."

A buck-toothed man said: "Scholar Wang, what are you after? Mingling with us big rough men."

Scholar Wang smiled:

"To put it nicely, I, Wang Xun, am a reader, but in fact, I have no future at all. The only thing I can do is read elegant stories for everyone."

"As long as you don't dislike me, that's fine."

"If one day, listening to the elegant stories I read, you obtain scholarly aura or extraordinary power, then I will be proud."

The middle-aged vendor said: "Young Master Wang, can we really obtain scholarly aura and extraordinary power? I've only heard that reading can, I haven't heard that listening can too."

Scholar Wang smiled gently: "I think it's possible; who knows without trying?" After explaining, he picked up the *Da Zhou Wen Bao* and continued:

"I won't say any more nonsense. Lord Wenguan's fourth book is still an elegant text, and the book is titled *Smiling Proudly in the Jianghu*—"

"The wind is fragrant with willows, and the flowers are intoxicating; it is the season of spring in the Southern Kingdom. In Fuzhou Prefecture, Fujian Province, the bluestone road on West Gate Street stretches straight out, leading directly to the West Gate."

"Before a magnificently constructed mansion, two flagpoles, each two zhang high, stand in stone altars on the left and right, with green flags fluttering at the top. On the flag on the right, a fierce, majestic lion with bared fangs and brandished claws is embroidered with yellow silk thread; the flag flutters in the wind, making the lion appear even more lifelike."

"Above the lion's head, a pair of bats embroidered with black silk thread are flying with wings spread. On the flag on the left, the four black characters 'Fuwei Escort Agency' are embroidered, with silver hooks and iron strokes, extremely vigorous."

Reading to this point.

Wang Xun looked down at his palms in astonishment.

"What's wrong? Scholar Wang, continue reading." Someone urged.

"Hahaha..." Wang Xun looked up and laughed, shouting with all his might: "I read Lord Wenguan's elegant text, and I read out scholarly aura!"

Lv Fang smiled and stood up to leave. It was strange; seeing Wang Xun willing to read elegant texts for the illiterate, and now reading out scholarly aura, made him feel strange inside, both gratified and satisfied...

Could it be that the Heavenly Mystery Daoist's method of resisting the Heavenly Dao was not pretending to be miserable, but perceiving the various states of the world and cultivating one's own state of mind?

Or perhaps it was both.

Lv Fang didn't know, but he decided that if he had nothing to do, he would walk around and look.

Why did his master, Sage Xu Han Yi, the strongest Semi-Sage, travel the world?

His Senior Brother Su Li also became a Semi-Sage by traveling everywhere.

Although Lv Fang wasn't quite sure of the principles behind it, he just needed to imitate them. Anyway, besides writing elegant texts, he had plenty of time.

Wanfeng Street.

Water pavilion elegant room.

Sounds of pleasant qin music rang out.

Wang Huachu sat in the sunlight, playing the guqin in front of her. Her temperament changed from weak to immortal, and when the song ended, it left people wanting more.

Tong Wan'er giggled: "Sister Wang, your qin playing is just too beautiful."

Zhong Xin smiled: "If Young Master Fang comes later, Sister Wang, you should play a song for him and let him look at you with new eyes."

Wang Huachu gave a bitter smile: "Sister Zhong is teasing me again. I don't know what this Young Master Fang actually does, or what he wants us to do. I heard Huan'er say that a few more men and women have moved into the mansion, and there's also an old woman."

"Who cares what he's doing." Zhong Xin shook her head: "I only pray to be able to maintain our current life."

Huan'er ran over in a hurry and reminded: "Miss, Young Master Fang is here; he's coming over soon."

Almost as soon as the words fell.

Lv Fang, disguised as a pockmarked middle-aged man, walked toward the water pavilion with large strides, followed by He Zixuan.

"Young Master Fang, you finally came. Have you read what I wrote? My literary talent is not good; please forgive me."

Zhong Xin lifted her long skirt, walked out of the room, and smiled to welcome Lv Fang. ===== CHAPTER 101 =====