Chapter 168 Magical Power
The next moment, Song Jinglun's face suddenly turned pale.
An extremely terrifying thought appeared in his mind, causing him to shrink his neck subconsciously, as if the bright spring outside the car window was not the bright spring day, but the continuous wet and cold rain in late spring, seeping into the bone marrow and freezing to death the young man.
"Such a carefree scene..."
Jian Zheng smiled slightly, looked at his apprentice, and said, "Do you think that the truth behind His Majesty's decision to move the capital is actually to sacrifice the entire Wangjing City to sacrifice to God in exchange for destiny?"
Song Jinglun's face turned completely pale, his eyes were stunned and dazed, he kept biting his lips and refused to say a word.
Although he and Jian Zheng have a master-disciple relationship, he knows very well that this relationship is not solid. The prerequisite for maintaining this relationship is that both parties have not lost power and can help each other.
"It's not bad."
Jian Zheng said in a gentle voice: "At least you know how to shut up."
As he spoke, he patted Song Jinglun's shoulder, telling his apprentice to calm down and stop being so nervous.
Then his smile was a little warmer, and he said as if to comfort: "Thousands of years of Qin Dynasty, I don't know how many dirty things have been accumulated. Now that you have entered Qintian Prison, you will inevitably have to deal with these things, but the most important thing is not Know how to shut up.”
Song Jinglun lowered his head respectfully to show that he was taught, and asked: "Master, what is the most important thing?"
Jian Zheng looked at him, narrowed his eyes, and said word by word: "Don't be regarded as someone with a bad intention."
Song Jinglun buried his head even lower.
This sentence is easy to say, but extremely difficult to do, because he is not a eunuch living in the palace, and he can pretend not to see anything as soon as he closes his eyes.
As the first disciple of Qin Tian Jian Zheng, he would inevitably come into contact with the secrets hidden in the dark corners, and encounter the most shady things in the empire of Qin... For some reason, when he thought about this, he felt fear in his heart. It gradually faded away and was replaced by an unspeakable excitement.
"I understand... No, I will do it."
Song Jinglun raised his head, looked at Jian Zheng, and said seriously: "Before that, Master, please take care of me."
Jian Zheng smiled and said: "Since I have accepted you as my apprentice, I should shoulder this responsibility. Don't worry too much."
"And isn't your master standing in front of you now?"
His voice was kind and gentle: "As long as I don't die in a hurry, then you have room to make mistakes."
Song Jinglun didn't know what to say for a while.
Ever since he stepped into Wangjing City, he felt that Jian Zheng seemed to be a different person. He was no longer cold, lonely and quiet. He was inexplicably full of curiosity and had a new interest in the whole world.
He wanted to describe this kind of curiosity as innocent, but when he looked at Jian Zheng's old face, he actually felt that these two words were extremely awkward.
The carriage is still moving, passing through the long street and reaching the old imperial city.
In late spring, it was a sunny day again, the scenery in Wangjing was perfect, and there were naturally many pedestrians on the street.
Perhaps it was because the carriage could not move too fast, or perhaps because the noise of laughter disturbed the rest, Jian Zheng unexpectedly said more words.
"Have the elders in your family ever talked to you about supernatural powers?"
Song Jinglun shook his head and said: "No, just let me read the relevant classics a little bit to understand a thing or two, so that I won't be blind to what I see."
Jian Zheng said: "Cultivation is divided into three realms and seven levels. Why are Dongzhen, Guiyi and Yuhua the realms, and the rest are levels?"
Song Jinglun was stunned, not because the question was too difficult to answer, but because it was too easy to answer.
This is something that every practitioner should bear in mind when he first embarks on the path.
He did not hesitate for too long, and soon gave an impeccable answer, which was almost word for word in the spiritual enlightenment classics. The general idea was that every realm is a watershed and can bring difficulties to practitioners. The change of imagination is completely different from the stage of nourishing the mind and conceiving the mind.
"Wouldn't nourishing your mind and concentrating your mind bring changes to you?"
Jian Zheng smiled and said: "If Dongzhen has to wait until he is reunited before he can truly change, why would the previous sages put spiritual cultivation and commitment in the middle?"
Song Jinglun asked humbly: "Why?"
Jian Zheng said: "For the moment of flowering and bearing fruit."
At this point, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
After a soft sound, the people who blocked the carriage, whether ordinary people or dignitaries, walked to the side unconsciously, as if they were reduced to puppets and allowed to be manipulated.
The most amazing thing is that there is no fluctuation in the vitality of heaven and earth during the whole process, everything happens so naturally.
If someone were to look down at this place from a high altitude, they would be able to see that the carriage was like a sword, and the crowds of people retreated in front of the sword's edge.
Song Jinglun said with a solemn expression: "Is this... supernatural power?"
Jian Zheng nodded and said: "Only when the two stages of nourishing the mind and accepting the mind have been reached to the extreme, and then when you enter the realm of unity, you will have great fortune and great opportunities, and you will be able to achieve supernatural powers."
Only then did Song Jinglun learn the secret, and his expression couldn't help but be complicated.
Jian Zheng continued: "Only by achieving magical powers can it be possible to build a dojo. This is something that you can't go back even if you make a mistake."
After Song Jinglun was silent for a moment, he asked: "Is it true... that only a few people know about magical powers and dojos?"
"That's right."
Jian Zheng smiled and said: "Supernatural power is the perfect combination of practitioners and skills. The Taoist temple takes this as a premise and goes one step further. Ninety-nine percent of the practitioners in the world have no hope of such a chance, so why should they know about this ultimate The superior thing, did you miss your own practice? ”
Song Jinglun's eyes became brighter and brighter because he thought of a possibility.
Jian Zheng said: "You guessed it right."
Hearing these words, Song Jinglun's head suddenly buzzed, and he was so happy that he couldn't help himself, and his whole body was trembling.
Jian Zheng looked at him like this. He couldn't remember whether he looked like this back then, and he felt a little sad.
"Want to know?"
"What?"
"The magical powers of the most amazing people in the world today."
"...think."
After Song Jinglun hesitated, he finally nodded and admitted.
Jian Zheng suppressed his smile and said: "Your Majesty possesses magical powers..."
Before he finished speaking, Song Jinglun's eyes were already wide open, and the surprise had not yet had time to turn into panic.
Jian Zheng continued: "I don't know either."
The carriage was quiet.
Song Jinglun slowly calmed down and realized that the clothes on his back were already wet with sweat, making him feel uncomfortable.
Jian Zheng seemed to have seen nothing and said calmly: "Don't be so panicked when something happens."
After Song Jinglun was silent for a while, he nodded.
Jian Zheng continued: "Master Daoxiu's magical power is called Zhangtianfadi. It is said that when this magical power is used, the end of the world can be reached within a short distance, and the distance of thousands of miles is only three inches in the palm of your hand."
Song Jinglun didn't expect that he would continue talking. He was stunned and listened carefully.
Jian Zheng said again: "The magical power of the one sitting in the wheelchair in Yishui is called Infinite Intent. The leader of Tianming who died not long ago used the heaven and earth in the pot to suppress the demonic path for nearly a hundred years. The leader of Qingjing Temple supported the Taoist door alone by holding the scene. To this day, the three questions of the master of Changle Temple can inspire spiritual wisdom. ”
Every practitioner mentioned in the words is in the realm of ascension and is the most powerful person standing at the highest point in this world. Song Jinglun listened very carefully. Even if he heard only one name, he could still imagine the mystery and the scenery of the dojo created by this magical power.
From a certain perspective, this is the destination that practitioners in the world dream of, the end of the path of spiritual practice.
If you are destined to know these things, how can you not be fascinated by them?
Song Jinglun was indulged in this emotion and couldn't help but imagine that one day he would enter the realm of unity. If he was lucky enough to achieve magical powers, what wonderful uses would that magical powers have and what kind of name would he give it.
At this moment, Jian Zheng suddenly laughed and said something lightly.
"Gu Zhuo has already done it."
"Huh?"
Song Jinglun woke up in a daze and asked in confusion: "What?"
Jian Zheng admired his expression at this time, smiled jokingly, and said slowly: "I mean, Gu Zhuo has already developed magical powers."
Song Jinglun felt like he was struck by lightning.
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There was no reason. When he recalled Lin Qianshui's rejection once again, his heart felt as if it had been drained clean, and he had no strength left to express his anger.
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Yes, Gu Zhuo developed magical powers at the moment he broke through the cave.
This is the summary and half-conclusive conclusion of his invincible performance in the Cihang Temple Dharma Assembly by the senior experts in the current spiritual world.
The main reason why it was a half-conclusive conclusion was that Her Royal Highness the Princess did not nod in affirmation, so no one dared to make a hasty decision, and then it was thought that she was deliberately causing a disturbance and doing things to praise and kill her.
Secondly, no one knows what this magical power is. Even after searching the ancient books, there is no discovery. It has never happened before that Yu Sheng’s sentence has been truly answered. In order to no longer answer the second half of the sentence, this matter has been solved. Be cautious.
In a sense, the current sects in the world are quite secretive about the name Gu Zhuo.
Gu Zhuo didn't care, because he had always been like this.
It was sunny in Wangjing and the weather was just right, so he should go out. However, at this time, he was sitting in the yard, quietly basking in the sun.
This was of course because of the reminder from the Qin Tian Jian official three days ago.
Gu Zhuo doesn't like to make things difficult for others, so it's normal to do as he pleases. What's more, the weather... is really drowsy.
After two lifetimes, no matter how youthful his body is, he is no longer young in essence.
Probably for this reason, when Ye Yilan, who was still a little girl, poured tea and water for him, she didn't feel any awkwardness in her heart. She did it very naturally, not much different from the elders who take care of the family, and she even felt a little attached to her.
"Brother, when are you going to leave this time?"
Gu Zhuo didn't open his eyes and said in a lazy voice: "Let's go when it's time to go."
No matter how you look at it, these are useless words, but Ye Yilan's eyes brightened when she heard them.
The little girl thought that being so casual was the key to why her senior brother had a calm mind and was the first among his peers?
Gu Zhuo said: "Don't think blindly, and don't imitate what I say."
Ye Yilan was slightly startled and asked curiously: "What will happen if I learn this?"
"If I learn..."
Gu Zhuo raised his eyes, feeling the beautiful warmth of spring, and warned: "There will definitely be many people who want to beat you up in the future."
Ye Yilan opened her eyes wide, thinking, isn't it?
Gu Zhuo said: "Pretending to be profound is one of the most annoying things you can do."
Ye Yilan frowned and said worriedly: "Brother, aren't you afraid?"
Gu Zhuo's tone was matter-of-fact: "I'm not pretending to be sophisticated."
Ye Yilan was stunned.
Gu Zhuo felt that the sun was too strong, so he got up and walked into the house. Before he could drink a cup of tea, a servant brought new news.
Or trouble.
Officials from Qintian Prison came to visit.
In view of the good relationship in the past, after Gu Zhuo drank the cup of tea, he got up and followed the servants of the Ye family to the living room to meet with the official.
The matter is actually not complicated. Jian Zheng personally went to Wangjing to overhaul the old imperial city formation. He wanted to do everything meticulously, so he inevitably saw Gu Zhuo's name.
Although someone reminded him at the time that the token used for passage came from the eldest princess, the supervisor still did not change his mind and just smiled and said he would go through the process.
When the words were brought to this situation, no matter how much the local officials in Wangjing wanted to protect him, they would eventually go on this journey.
"Don't worry."
The official consoled him and said, "It's just a few random questions. The supervisor is just doing things impartially. It'll be fine."
Gu Zhuo calmly agreed, thinking about how many things in this world have problems that stem from the word justice?
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When we met, the spring sun was already setting in the west.
Since the Qin Dynasty moved the capital, in the old imperial city of Wangjing, it is like taking off the dignified and heavy gorgeous palace dress, taking off the heavy makeup on the face, revealing the original beautiful face.
The towers seem to be immersed in clear water, and the many palaces are like distant mountains. What is revealed is not detachment and remoteness, but the desolation after the flowers have fallen.
This kind of desolation does not mean the slightest bit of shabbiness, but rather the tranquility of ups and downs, and the usual calmness despite the wind and rain.
Many times, Gu Zhuo felt that his encounter with Wang Jing was never an accident, but just a fate sooner or later.
"I've wanted to see you for a long time."
Jian Zheng said: "Even if this incident hadn't happened, as long as I knew you were here before leaving Wangjing, I would have taken the initiative to meet you."
Gu Zhuo said calmly: "There is a fundamental difference between the two kinds of meeting for business and private purposes."
Jian Zheng smiled and said: "Then I will apologize to you here first."
Gu Zhuo shook his head and said: "Rather than sorry, I hope not to hear this apology."
After hearing this, Jian Zheng sighed helplessly and turned his gaze to the sky in the distance.
Under the slanting sunlight of spring, the white clouds were covered with a layer of soft golden color, which was very comfortable.
"Tell me more about it."
His voice became serious and heavy: "Why have you been so close to the formation hub of the old imperial city in recent days? This cannot be a mistake, so we don't need to be polite and nonsense."
Behind the two of them, there were several officials from the Sky Patrol Division watching, as well as Song Jinglun, who was lowering his head at his desk and writing down every word in the conversation.
Gu Zhuo did not choose to answer immediately, but asked a question.
"What if I refuse to answer?"
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