The bright moon is in the sky, the clouds are misty, and the empty valley is a little deeper.
Although the valley is empty, a large cave has been dug out of the cliff inside the valley, and the cave is well-run.
The nest made of licorice is of moderate softness and hardness. The entrance of the cave is dotted with flowers, and words are carved on the stone.
This is the Spirit Snake Cave, which is quite famous within a radius of hundreds of miles. There lives an old snake whose cultivation level has reached the third level. He is no less than two hundred years old and his name is She Wenbei.
The body of the green python is as thick as a bucket, coiled into a ball, with some grayish-white color in the gaps between the scales, showing his age. On both sides of the snake's body, there are a pair of green-scaled claws for easy turning. Book.
He was born into the demon race, and he followed the path of the ancient demon when he was a child, so he has always looked like a python with two claws, but he loves reading books.
The reason why his parents gave him this name was because he couldn't wait for his parents to tell stories and had to read the book by himself. He couldn't understand the words and cried in anxiety.
Now that he has reached the age of telling stories to children, a dozen little snakes are coiled next to him, listening to him read.
“We worship the moon and practice qi, and the exercises we practice are all too old, but now we are not in the ancient environment where you can find elixirs everywhere to swallow, so just practicing and playing around can easily cause the internal qi to become imbalanced. Either hibernate in advance and cannot sleep at all, or get struck by lightning and become covered all over the body. Burning pain. "
"Although the stories in these books do not contain a complete set of cultivation methods, they also contain many mental concepts. You have listened to them since you were young and absorbed them unconsciously, and you will absorb them when you grow up. , can save a lot of trouble.”
She Wenbei taught earnestly.
Some of those little snakes were restless, and not all of them liked to listen to stories. At this time, several of them twisted their bodies and started shouting.
“We don’t have good kung fu training in the countryside, but I heard that in big cities, there are opportunities everywhere. If you really run into trouble in the future, you can go to the big cities and ask someone, has Grandpa ever been to a big city? ?”
The old snake sighed: “Living in the city , It’s not easy, big cities are not that fun.”
“I used to have children in groups, but I went to big cities and worked hard for more than sixty years. Occasionally, I ran into trouble and I was the only one left. I was very disheartened when I was alive, so I returned to my hometown.”
"If you only know how to practice these old skills, the higher the skill, the more unstable your mood will be, and the more you go to a city where there are experts, the less safe you will be."
She Wenbei said Here, I paused for a moment, feeling a little strange.
The spirit snake lurks day and night. In the past few decades, when he was sleeping during the day every day, he could always vaguely hear the sound of reading.
That was a lot of people reading together, most of them children. Just by listening to the sound, you can imagine a large group of clear-eyed children, shaking their heads, prolonging their voices, and reciting the article.
When She Wenbei woke up every night, he could no longer hear the sound. During this period, he had searched all areas within a hundred or two hundred miles, but still could not find the source of the sound. I knew in my heart that this must be the work of an expert.
The expert diffused the sound of reading at will so that the monsters could hear it in their dreams. It seemed that there was no malicious intent.
But if there is no good intention, and the monster foolishly takes the initiative to come over, it will be unpredictable.
While She Wenbei was in a daze here, the dozen or so little snakes had wrapped their tails around the brushes and started playing around, scribbling on the surrounding papers.
He sighed, went deep into the cave, dug out a wine jar among a large number of wine jars, and started drinking.
Ever since an accident happened that year and he was the only one in the family to survive, he fell in love with drinking and learned to make wine himself. He didn’t care about other tastes and only loved strong liquor. He often had to take a few sips to drink wine. Sleep peacefully.
Speaking of which, besides the sound of reading in his dream, there also seemed to be the smell of wine.
She Wenbei drank more wine than usual today and fell asleep drunk without knowing it.
When the sun rose outside, he was sleeping soundly. He heard the sound of reading again, and he straightened up in confusion.
"Reading is all about reading. Can't you pronounce your words more clearly? Is there a crab in your mouth? What kind of thing are you reading? It tempts me every day!"
He was itchy and couldn't stand it, so he cursed. Swimming out of the cave, its thick tail slapped the rocks.
A little snake was awakened by him and called him quickly.
"I'm going out for a trip, but you stay in the cave. If I don't come back, don't look for me."
After She Wenbei came out of the cave, he climbed to the top of the mountain, and his body was often ejected. , you can glide more than a hundred feet and climb over mountains and ridges.
It was not until the afternoon of this day that he came near the source of the sound of reading, on the top of a hillside, and looked over.
Oops! So many calves!
Hundreds of calves are studying in the mountains, and thousands of large cows are moving in the mountains.
The person who led them to read was a black charcoal head with a crescent moon on its forehead. I don’t know what kind of monster it was transformed into. It was really profound in cultivation.
If a monster who worships the moon can practice until a natural crescent appears on his head and his face is as black as the night sky, he will naturally have excellent skills.
At this distance, She Wenbei could finally hear clearly what they were reading.
“The black and yellow colors are mixed, divided into square and round bodies, and the sun and moon overlap to form the image of hanging down the sky; the mountains and rivers are colorful, to form the shape of paving the earth. This is the text that covers the road.”
"Looking up at Tu Yao, looking down at Hanzhang; high and low positions, so the two rituals are born. However, ginseng is loved by the soul, which is called the three talents. It is the beauty of the five elements and the heart of heaven and earth. The heart is born, standing, speaking. Standing and being civilized is the way of nature..."
This is the "Yuan Dao Pian" written by ancient Confucian scholars. It means that articles are derived from the way of nature and should not be decorated too much.
The article is meaningful only if it is used to describe and explore the laws of the natural universe.
The founders of the lineage of Confucianism and Legalism emphasized that nature is consistent, and should not blindly fear ghosts and gods, but should "control the destiny of heaven and use it", explore the world, and then use it to better govern humanities.
Dongzhou Yuandaoling, named after Yuandao, originally inherited this kind of thinking. However, among the fragments of various mental methods unearthed by the people of Niuyao Village, the very beginning was missing. This is the basic article.
Bao Zheng knew that these bull demons had their own understanding of the articles they had learned before, and what they paid attention to was practicality.
Forcing them to change their ideas will achieve half the result with twice the effort, so I simply ignore what they have learned before and start teaching them directly from the basic chapters that they have not learned.
She Wenbei had read "Yuan Dao Pian" before, but it was a common type on the market, with only seven paragraphs and more than 600 words in total.
Now that Hei Tantou explains in simple and profound terms, the content he talks about is far more than what he has read before.
In addition to discussing the relationship between the article and nature, it also talks about many examples. In addition to words, it also draws patterns in the air.
After all, She Wenbei also had a third-level cultivation level, and was quite shocked. He felt that a lot of what Heitan Tou said could be used to cultivate the soul.
Its spirit is benevolent, its spirit is virtuous, its intention is upright, and its thoughts ward off evil.
"Master, Master!! How can there be such a kind-hearted master?"
She Wenbei was in disbelief, overjoyed, rubbed his eyes, and looked again.
This sight made him even more frightened. Among the hundreds of calves, it turned out that there were also many "students" who were not cows.
There was a small white bear with wings and four ears, sitting closest to the black-faced crescent man. Although it was completely white, it seemed that its buttocks were red and swollen for some reason, and it was holding a cane with a bitter look on its face.
The old civet cat with black and white patterns and white eyebrows looks like an old monk in meditation, sitting cross-legged and motionless.
There was a black wolf sitting down, its big fluffy tail wrapped in front of him, surrounding himself.
There is a muscular leopard with a leopard head and body, holding a huge iron block in each hand, squatting repeatedly while reading.
There are also a one-eyed wild boar, a red-lipped boy with gills behind his ears, and so on.
She Wenbei knew some of them, and they definitely did not live here. He must have been attracted by the sound of reading in his dream.
Although there were others that he didn't recognize, they seemed to have extraordinary demeanor and were definitely not ordinary monsters in the countryside. They were also listening to the book obediently.
"Oh! I shouldn't have hesitated for so long. I came so late. I don't know if I can accept people. Even if I accept people, I will still be behind the seats of these guys."
< br>She Wenbei hurriedly glided down and headed straight to the top of the mountain where the lecture was held.
However, while he was gliding, his mind was gradually attracted by another thing.
It was a smell, very light and a bit unfamiliar.
But he could feel it, it should be... wine!
The aroma of wine! !
When she thought of this, She Wenbei felt a large amount of saliva pouring out of her mouth, and she quickly shut her mouth, for fear that some saliva would flow out.
What a delicious wine! Although it's light, I can't tell if it's strong alcohol, but it's really similar to the fragrance in my dream.
It turned out that the smell of wine in his dream, like the sound of reading, came from this area, not the wine in his own cave.
Should we go to see the master who teaches first, or should we first...
She Wenbei was still a little hesitant, but before she knew it, she was already heading towards the source of the aroma of wine. It's over.
That hilltop is not far from the hilltop where the lecture is held. There is a stone tablet at the foot of the hill with three big characters engraved on it, "Xiao Penglai".
He quickly reached the mountain, held his breath and watched carefully.
There is a large grassland on this mountain, which seems to have grown recently. It is green and tender, but the grass blades are tough. Even if a giant python like him presses over it, it will not break, but will only bend slightly.
There is a spring in the middle of the grassland on the top of the mountain.
There was a man with weathered hair, a copper hoop on his head, but very clear eyes. He was sitting lazily on the grass, with his back against a boulder and a spring on his side. He was holding a branch and stirring it in the spring. .
Another old man in sackcloth sat across from the spring, with a bamboo stick across his knees, holding a book and studying. There were also more than a hundred monsters of various kinds around, and they seemed not surprised when the python came.
"Is it Old She?"
The antlered beauty in a gold-red dress walked out of the forest nearby and looked over with a chuckle.
"It's really you. It seems that you have a deeper relationship with Penglai Jijiu. You came here to pay a visit first."
She Wenbei knew this person: "Master Lilufang, this Is it...Penglai Wine Sacrifice?"
"I am a Penglai Sanren, and now I am also the Yuandaoling Wine Sacrifice Lecturer."
Su Hanshan spoke and turned around, "You came here after the aroma of wine in your dream, and you are indeed destined to make my wine. So, do you want to learn how to make wine?"
She Wenbei's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly. , we must bow down.
“Wait a minute.”
Su Hanshan said again, “I am a person who accepts apprentices and charges tuition fees. Different people charge different tuition fees.”
"Li Lu'er, if you know him, tell him about it and see what kind of tuition he pays."
Fairy Lilu smiled and led the old python to recognize him first and agree to learn.
“That golden-eyed tiger is fierce and fierce. His tuition fee was to slay thirteen evil-doing tiger monsters.”
“Those thin-legged crooked-necked cranes, The tuition fee was paid together. When they flew into the sky, they were in the clouds and mists of the East China Sea. The elixir picked from the mountains. "
"My tuition fee is the thirty-three Lihuo gold hairpins I made with my own hands."
She Wenbei said hello to the monsters. , while also already understanding how the tuition fee is calculated.
He also saw that among the monsters present, there were actually several with low cultivation, almost like cubs. He couldn't help but wonder if the little snake in the cave should bring them in for a chance.
She Wenbei inquired carefully: "Do you think these experts are going to establish a sect here and stay here permanently?"
"It's not about establishing a sect, it's about revitalizing it. Yuandaoling. "
Before Fairy Lilu opened her mouth, a big-eared monkey came over with a smile.
“You don’t know, I heard that there was a sect in this place, which has been passed down for more than three thousand years. It was only destroyed seven hundred years ago.”
They were more than two hundred feet away from the spring.
But at this distance, how could he hide it from Ma Jiugong's ears and eyes? He couldn't help but raise his head and said: "This little monkey is too talkative."
"It's okay for a child to be lively, just teach him. "
Su Hanshan liked these little fairies very much and said with a smile, "Besides, if we really don’t want them to listen to what we say, See, they can’t hear you at all.”
Ma Jiugong also smiled: “Those mature monsters are still a little wary of us, but these little monsters like you very much. Fortunately, they don’t know. Many monsters who smelled the aroma of wine in dreams have been burned to death, and their bodies and spirits have been destroyed. Otherwise, how could they dare to escape like this in front of you?”
"If I use the Yin De dream method to pass on the fragrance of wine and books, I will be burned to death. This only shows that their Yin De is negative, and the negative is very big."
Su Hanshan didn't take it seriously, "This is also It’s just a little thing that I do when I’m doing business.”
"Currently, with so many monsters coming to surrender, Yuandaoling is flourishing. When the hundred-day period comes, it will be enough to inspire the master of the hospital seven hundred years ago."
A hundred days, whether it is long or short, is a very delicate time.
In Xuanmen Qi refining, there is a saying of a hundred days of foundation building. It means that when a person starts to practice martial arts, he must first choose a place and a certain period of time, and persist for a hundred days without slacking off. It becomes a habit to devote all your mind and body to practicing Qigong.
Let’s not mention what kind of strength he has developed in these one hundred days.
Having this good habit is the real foundation that is necessary for the long road to martial arts in the future, and even for any career or hobby in life.
In Zen Buddhism, there is also a saying of "enlightenment in a hundred days." If someone comes into contact with Buddhism and studies it for a hundred days, he must feel that he likes Buddhism and is not required to learn it by others. Buddha is destined to be truly enlightened.
If you still don’t feel loved after a hundred days, then you are a person who has no destiny and should not become a monk.
In Confucianism, there is a saying that "a storm will appear in a hundred days".
Go to a place with different customs to open an academy, give lectures and accept apprentices. It only takes a hundred days to see how the place reacts to your academy and you as a person.
I can see if you can change customs, get rid of bad habits, and get rid of the bad and keep the good.
If you achieve success in a hundred days, you will most likely achieve great success in the future.
If it takes a hundred days, it will probably be difficult in the future, or even counterproductive, causing local dissatisfaction and prejudice against such lecturers, and creating more obstacles for future generations, so it is better to withdraw directly.
Many people thought that Yuandaoling was wiped out by the Qin Dynasty's Eastern Expedition army and died completely.
But the true identity of the master of the hospital seven hundred years ago was a vixen who joined the Confucian sect, or a fox fairy born with nine tails, so he did not die easily.
After many twists and turns, the owner of the courtyard still left his legacy at the Yuandaoling site.
If there is hope to continue the tradition and revive the reputation, when the hundred days are up, the new generation of hospital masters will naturally be able to reap the legacy of their predecessors.
"Friend Bao, we can definitely make it happen!"
Ma Jiugong is very confident, "In recent days, I can already feel that the things left by the White Fox Master are gradually awakening. .”
"This is the first step of the entire plan, and with you as an unexpected reinforcement, you are also here to take charge. Of course, there can be no mistakes."
"It goes smoothly, and the hundred days are over. After that, all we have to do is wait for the people from the Pure Fox Clan to come.”
Su Hanshan nodded and didn’t say much.
His main interest now is still in the Dongzhou territory and thinking about new wine recipes.
But in this world of the Abyss, the reason why divination methods are criticized is because countless powerful people have been trapped in this world since ancient times. All kinds of aura cause and effect, direct and indirect involvement, are too complicated. , no one can figure it out.
Of course, Ma Jiugong could not calculate who would pay attention to the White Fox Academy Master's legacy when it was revived.
Also on Lingzhou, about 30,000 miles away.
With majestic green mountains, numerous stone towers and numerous palaces, this is where the Sheeppan Sect, a powerful force in Lingzhou, is located.
The leader of Yangpan Cult was drinking in the garden with his junior brother. Suddenly his expression changed, he stood up and looked into the distance.
“Brother, what’s wrong?”
Although the junior brother has goat's horns on his head, he has a square face, a thick beard as thick as iron, and he is not angry and intimidating. It seems that there is a huge anger hidden between his eyebrows at all times. He also has a title outside, called "Honorable Sun Master".
The leader of Yangpan Cult and this junior brother are close friends of life and death. After thinking for a while, he said what he was thinking.
"Junior brother, do you still remember Yuandaoling?"
Honorable Sun recalled for a moment: "Is it the branch of Confucianism that our ancestors destroyed?"
"Not bad."
The leader of Yangpan said deeply, "Something happened in Yuandaoling."
The general of the Qin army who led the army to kill Yuandaoling was not only a master of military affairs, but also practiced Confucian methods. .
His lineage of Confucian exercises has the most mysterious secret technique.
It is called "the thin thread of grievances and grievances of nine generations"!
Within nine lives, when all the living and dead who have grievances against their own family encounter major changes, those who practice this secret technique will feel it, act according to the opportunity, and obtain benefits.
Later, the Qin Dynasty collapsed. The descendants of this general did not dare to act in their original identity because they had too many enemies. They relied on the method of human-demon hybrid reincarnation and used their half-demon identity to establish the Sheep Plate Sect.
Their family's original surname was "Gongyang", but after they became a demon clan, their surname only had the word "Sheep", which did not arouse any suspicion.
"It's just a branch of Confucianism. Back then, everyone in the family was dead. Now even if there are some changes, what can it do?"
Honorable Sun didn't take it seriously, "Senior brother, if you are worried, I will Go over and take a look.”
“No!”
Leader Yangpan stopped him, "You really underestimated that academy. You may not have paid attention to some historical data."
"The last generation of the academy master of Yuandaoling was not directly killed by the army. He died, but left Lingzhou to take revenge on the entire Great Qin Dynasty. , actually sneaked into the hinterland of Middle-earth, waiting for an opportunity."
"Later, he really waited for the opportunity and selected a strong man in the troubled times to use the secret method of the Fox clan to strengthen his momentum and gather his troops, that is. Later, at the turn of Qin and Chu, King Chen in the era when seven kings fought for the emperor. "
"Seven kings fought for the emperor, and the Qin Dynasty was torn into pieces and was in decline. Unfortunately, he chose the wrong person. King Chen was eventually defeated in the army. He, the half-division of the king who had repeatedly fought in the wilderness and made trouble, was there Afterwards, he was seriously injured and returned to Lingzhou, where he really lost all news. "
"If what I perceive is correct, it is very likely that he used the fox clan's secret method of making incense to preserve the eighth-level Great Void Secret Realm in his heyday, even though he is dead. , the secret realm... I’m afraid it hasn’t declined much yet!”
(End of this chapter)