In the silent room, the expressions of the black and white old man changed at the same time.
The black-haired old man said: "All the thoughts in the book were stirred up, making the Shen family addicted to it and unable to extricate himself!"
The white-haired old man said nothing and looked thoughtful.
"No matter what, the Shen family cannot be allowed to indulge completely, otherwise the emperor will pursue it, which will cause another trouble." As the black-haired old man spoke, he flicked his finger, and a little brilliance fell and flew out.
The white-haired old man said at this time: "The Marquis of Linru County has a secret, you and I underestimated him."
The black-haired old man also said: "Yes, I was just waiting for him to knock on the door."
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Shen Zunli stood there in silence, the light and shadow in his eyes changing.
His heart is filled with many scenes, his mind is addicted, and various wonderful scenes in the books are staged one after another, making him nostalgic and going back and forth, and he has forgotten where he is.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Zunli has become the protagonist and has experienced many stories, including counterattacks in difficult situations, rise from a poor family, revenge of orphans, or return of the king...
Chen Cuo sat across from him, connecting with his thoughts and quietly comprehending.
"Using a little wild thought as a guide, I condensed a ray of deep thoughts, and then combined them with the contents of countless books to inspire people to read the brilliance. It is somewhat like the artistic conception of a dense cocoon room. There is no need to work hard, but here is the collection of books. The situation of the land is special, and we can take advantage of the geographical advantages. In addition, Shen Zunli's realm is not high, so it cannot be so smooth in other places. However, if it is also a place where people gather, or like the Jiu Ge, when he Worshiping the gods... hmm?"
He suddenly felt something in his heart. When he looked up, he saw a little light falling, falling directly on Shen Zunli's head and melting like ice and snow.
Then, all the light and shadow in Shen Zunli's eyes disappeared, he took a sharp breath, and his clothes became wet.
He raised his head and looked at Chen Cuo with a little more awe.
"Now I can talk properly." Chen Cuo glanced towards the hall behind him, looked back, looked at Shen Zunli again, and said: "You are the son of the Shen family, your mother is the eldest princess of the Great Ancestor, and you and I are also related by marriage. Listen, You said you also received the imperial edict?"
Shen Zunli calmed down, cupped his hands in the direction of the palace, and said: "Yes, the Hou family is arrogant and has insulted the clan. This is not right. A son who respects Li as his mother, naturally he has to share her worries!" He was still in shock. There was confusion left in his eyes and heart.
Chen Cuo frowned slightly.
According to King Ancheng, Hou Andu had hijacked the royal family's luck. Only someone with the blood of the true dragon could prevent the luck from being damaged. This Shen Zunli was said to be the son of Gaozu's daughter, but in fact he was adopted and had nothing to do with it. Can blood relations also serve as helpers?
However, the person's action just now was a bit strange. Chen Cuo thought about this and simply asked.
Shen Zunli now knew everything and said, "Juncai Jun asked me just now, I said, no, if I do it, will it damage the book? In fact, it is not the case. Although I have worked up my energy and blood, but The first palm was not to stimulate Qi and blood, but to rely on the awe-inspiring Qi. It was only directed at people, not objects, and would not damage the book."
"Aura of awe-inspiringness?" Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes and thought of the settings of some novels in his previous life. "Could it be the Confucianism and Taoism cultivated through studying for learning?"
Shen Zunli nodded and said: "That's right. I didn't expect the princes to know it, but Confucianism and Taoism are the same as martial arts. The future is unclear, no one has immortality, the inheritance is unstable, and the preaching is not widespread, so it is rare."
"Oh? There are other things like this, come and talk to me." Chen Cuo was straightforward and started talking to Shen Zunli as if nothing had happened just now.
Shen Zunli's attitude was much more humble, and he answered all questions. He also talked about his family's secrets of studying, cultivating Qi, and practicing boxing and martial arts.
Therefore, the two chatted happily.
However, when night fell, a guard came in and reminded Shen Zunli: "Sir, your servant is outside. He said that someone is visiting your house and asked you to go home to receive him."
"I know." Shen Zunli nodded, looked at Chen Cuo, and said with a smile: "I hit it off with the Lord today, but I still have something to do at home, so we can talk some other time."
"That's right. It's time for me to pay you a visit someday and ask for advice. I've learned a lot from talking with you." Chen Cuo said and stood up to see him off.
When he arrived at the door, Shen Zunli suddenly whispered: "It is rumored that Hou Xiao is dead, but you must be careful. There is no guarantee that this is not a conspiracy. Choosing this time to release the news is probably to take the opportunity to guide the direction of the wind. After all, Hou And is surrounded by people." , there are also some capable people and strangers.”
Chen Cuo smiled and said: "I know that's what you came here to say, but there is no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days. After you return home, if you meet King Ancheng, tell him that if you want to take action, don't delay. Hou An will not leave him a chance to prepare everything. If there is a certain chance of winning, he can take action."
Shen Zunli was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I will definitely bring you the message." Then he said goodbye and left.
After seeing Shen Zunli off, Chen Cuo returned to his seat, but what he was thinking about was not Hou Andu's conspiracy, but the method practiced by Shen Zunli.
"Shen Zunli is both civilized and martial. He has perfected the first level of martial arts. He has the rudiments of boxing skills. He has made great achievements in studying and studying. He has cultivated his awe-inspiring aura and used martial arts palm techniques to exert his awe-inspiring aura. But if he can enter the second level of Confucianism and Taoism, he can even rely on The world where words interfere with reality and magical powers manifest is really wonderful and has endless mysteries.”
After thinking about it, he sat back on the chair again.
"But neither of these roads is suitable for me. I have to walk the current road well and steadily before I can appreciate the scenery along the way."
With this thought in mind, he turned back to look at the apse, and then shook his head.
Just now, he used his wild thoughts to arouse Sen Luo, which resonated with the thoughts of the people in the room, shrouding Shen Zunli, but was cracked by external forces.
"I originally suspected that someone was spying here, but now I can say that it's confirmed, and it's probably on the third floor of the inner hall, but it's enough to test it out."
After thinking this, Chen Cuo retracted his thoughts, his eyes fell on the table in front of him again, and he took out a book from "New Odes of Jade Terrace". After opening it, his spiritual thoughts turned and enveloped the book.
"Hou Xiao's death is the first thing to happen, so we need to be prepared first."
As soon as the thought fell, the Taoist in his heart jumped out and fell into the book. He was immediately enveloped in many illusions. Countless men and women's love, sorrow and joy, thoughts flowed and changed, turning into little bits of brilliance.
The Taoist in his heart took advantage of the situation, raised his right hand, and the many radiances swarmed in and were swallowed by the ghost mask.
Then, a blurry seal gradually emerged behind the Taoist, but it was shaky, like a candle in the wind, swaying and twisting, as if a gust of wind was blowing and it was about to collapse completely.
"The human thoughts are not enough..." Chen Cuo waved his hand, and two more books fell down, and the brilliance of the human thoughts in them was also captured and fell into his heart.
The ghost face swallowed it, and the seal characters finally became clear, and the word "Happiness" emerged!
As soon as the seal characters were turned, they began to absorb the thoughts in my heart, and the brilliance of the Taoist in my heart dimmed.
However, as soon as Chen Cuo closed his eyes, he fell into a dream instantly. He swallowed a clear pill in the dream, and when he opened his eyes again, he felt that the Taoist in his heart had regrouped, and the consumed thoughts had been replenished.
And the word "Happiness" also fell down, blending into the golden book of human recitation, occupying one page.
"This Yutai New Odyssey has a total of ten volumes, with many descriptions. It is actually a treasure trove of human chanting. It can be condensed into a few more words, but it should not be too urgent in a short period of time. Haste makes waste, and deviations will occur..."
His eyes fell to the side again, and he reached out and picked up the commentary on "Nine Songs".
The Taoist in his heart moved slightly, and in the thin volume of "Nine Songs", threads of human thoughts rose up, like streams of light and splendor, swarming out!
In his heart, the Taoist stretched out his hand to grab it, condense all the incoming light, and then spread it forward.
Immediately, people's thoughts dispersed and turned into eleven flames, each blooming with light, but crumbling. Each one seemed to contain a word, but it was difficult to form. In an instant, they all dispersed and turned into strands of brilliance again.
Return it to the book.
"Sure enough, it's hard to do. This "Nine Songs" itself is related to gods. It is used for ancient sacrifices. Maybe it should not simply condense the seal characters. Unfortunately, I don't have a better way to use it now."
As he thought about it, his eyes scanned the bookshelves.
"These books have many origins and linger in people's thoughts. If I read through the articles, the human thoughts can also be divided into parts; if I can read and understand them carefully, I can get the samadhi in the books; if I go one step further and understand the charm, I can gather the brilliance and turn it into something.
For my own use! This is also the source of the article in my heart. Only when people read the Golden Book can it have such wonderful use. This Dongguan collection of books is a treasure house to me! If I read it steadily for a few months or a few years, I can rely on it.
By accumulating human thoughts, one can also forcibly gather magical powers!"
At this time, Bao Gan and others walked over quickly, and then confessed one after another.
"No problem." Chen Cuo waved his hand and continued reading without delaying them.
Bao Gan and others breathed a sigh of relief and went to prepare meals again.
Soon, the lights were lit in the corners. Generally, only a few corners of Dongguan Palace had lights. After all, they were books and made of bamboo slips and cloth. They were most afraid of water, so of course they had to be careful. If there had to be patrols and guards, they might not even be allowed to light an open flame.
Come in.
A young man came over to deliver the food. After putting it down, he looked at it carefully.
Chen Cuo was copying the book in his hand and thinking about supernatural powers in his heart. Suddenly, his heart moved and he looked up.
The young man in front of him seemed to hesitate to speak.
Just as he was about to find out something, he suddenly felt a sudden shock in his heart, and he felt like he was on a whim.
In an instant, a feeling came from somewhere, and Chen Cuo felt blessed in his heart, knowing that the opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived!
He couldn't help but hold his breath and look at the young man in front of him.
