Chapter 130: The spiritual picture takes shape, looking for the red box in the scripture library
Another disciple?
Henghua declined politely.
Duan Sijing didn't care.
He is not someone who likes to have apprentices. In the past, he accepted apprentices to avoid disasters. Now he accepts Henghua as an apprentice, so that someone from the Sijinglou Chess Immortal lineage can take charge.
If the other party doesn't agree, it doesn't matter to him. He can just find someone later.
Duan Sijing first repaired Shandu's damaged formation, and then had people revive the unconscious man.
As for Ji Yun, he was thrown directly out of Shandu.
Pretend you didn't see it.
"Yao Zhen, take your brother to the Scripture Collection Pavilion. Let him read and copy whatever book he likes."
Duan Sijing then thanked Master Ye Long for his help. Master Ye Long shook his head: "I didn't help much, but this little friend gave me some insights and realized the wonderful meaning of spiritual painting."
Look at Ji Mingfeng again.
Ji Mingfeng cupped his hands and congratulated him, while Duan Sijing, with a gloomy face, brought the former abandoned disciple into Sijing Tower.
Watching the two people leave, Henghua thought thoughtfully: "I never expected that,
Brother Ji Dao is actually from Sijinglou."
Fu Yaozhen: "I have been in Sijinglou for many years.
I have never heard of this person. I think he left Sijing Mountain a long time ago."
"That man stayed in Sijing Mountain for a total of one hundred years."
At some point, Ji Yunshu arrived.
After mentioning it, he stopped talking to his siblings.
Master Ye Long was asked to rest, and he left.
This man has a colder temper than Hengshou.
Henghua shook his head and followed Fu Yaozhen to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
When you push the door open and come in, you will see rows of antique mahogany bookshelves in front of you. On the right side of the hall, there is a tea room where people can read books.
Henghua looked at the decoration and subconsciously looked at Fu Yaozhen.
She smiled slightly and said: "I changed it at the Langhuan Hall.
"The Sutra Pavilion has five floors. The first floor is for mortal classics. We practice the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
I often read mortal books here to find inspiration. So I set up a teahouse modeled after Langhuan Pavilion."
Henghua walked in and two bookboys came out to greet him.
These are two spiritual beings,
Similar to Long Jinling. Born under the influence of spiritual energy,
With the lifespan of a spiritual person, growth is slow,
But his cultivation qualifications are not high.
"Qiutong, Chunxia, you two retreat, I will entertain you."
Fu Yaozhen asked the book boy to continue to watch, while he took Henghua around the Sutra Pavilion.
"Master has been practicing for more than 1,400 years and is one of the first monks after the collapse of the continent. Most of the Kung Fu books he collected are from the Chinese era. Especially these mortal books, they are now orphaned."
Henghua picked up a book. The yellowed pages were protected by the immortal spell and remained intact for thousands of years.
This is a book about mortal agriculture.
It begins with the history of agriculture three thousand years ago and ends with the most advanced technology one thousand five hundred years ago. It lists various agricultural tools and farming methods, and includes a lunar calendar at the end.
Henghua wrote down the lunar calendar and compared it with the Chinese model.
"This book alone, if it had been obtained by our family in the early years, would have been able to calculate the weather movements of the sun and moon that year based on the lunar calendar."
I opened another book about textiles, and there were several drawings of spinning wheels on it. They were more advanced than those currently used by ordinary people in Yanlong.
"The value of these mortal books may be more precious than ordinary cultivation techniques."
Fu Yaozhen nodded: "After the overthrow of the continent, except for our family,
I have only seen these books in the Sijing Tower. Most monks don't care about these things."
In the era of the Divine Continent, there was a unified mortal dynasty. With the sinking of the Divine Continent, the mortal dynasty was destroyed.
Tens of thousands of mortals fell into the water and died. Only a small number of mortals relied on the protection of practitioners to survive in high mountains and spiritual islands.
Naturally, mortal civilization was completely destroyed.
Today's mortal civilization is the result of cultivating families and celestial beings taking some mortal books and allowing mortals to revive and rebuild on their own.
But without unified dynasty control, mortals struggled to survive in various waters. Let alone restoring the civilization of thousands of years ago, it is rare to have a complete social system today.
The mortals governed by the Xiuzhen family in the Yanlong East Territory can be said to be the group of mortals with the most advanced civilization and technology among the Thirteen Waters today.
"Sister, senior said you can make rubbings for me, and there is no time limit?"
"You and I are in a hurry to go to Huomen Island. You can take some of it first and come back later. Anyway, Sijing Tower will stop at Yanshui during this period."
Heng Hua held up the Shenluo Heavenly Book, and the white light swept across the books on the first floor, rubbing the contents one after another.
"It's not that troublesome. It can be done in one go."
Henghua recorded all mortal books into the Book of Heaven.
"When we return to Langhuan Hall, I will write them down one by one and distribute them. Now, our family is in charge of the Yanlong East Region, and it is time to put forward some plans."
"You know how to deal with these things, it's up to you."
Fu Yaozhen knew that Henghua managed the Langhuan Pavilion and often compiled and repaired the mortal classics in the clan, and then sent them to the mortals under the Fu family's rule to improve the lives of mortals.
On this point, Sijinglou, which retains a large number of mortal classics, will never waste any effort.
In the eyes of the Sijinglou monks, these mortal classics are just tools they use to cultivate their sentiments and find inspiration.
After recording the classics on the first floor, the siblings climbed to the second floor.
Books are also placed on this floor, most of which are chess, calligraphy and painting.
Fu Yaozhen said: "The second floor is where the new disciples of Si Jing Tower come. In addition to the four mortal arts, there are also some superficial cultivation methods."
Henghua still entered the book and went up to the third floor.
"On the third floor are the cultivation classics sent by disciples from all over the world in recent years."
What is placed here is a jade slip and gold book. There are very few cultivation methods for breathing and refining qi. Most of them are methods such as alchemy talismans, beast control and divination.
Henghua still recorded and climbed to the fourth floor.
"This level is the Shenzhou Kung Fu that Master has preserved."
Henghua flipped through several golden books: "Why is there no Taoist book about Huaying?"
"Master is devoted to the study of the Nine Transformations Alchemy Method and has never included the Transforming Infant Technique."
The fourth floor of the Sutra Pavilion stores ancient methods, all of which are related to the Nine-turn Alchemy Path, and are of little use to the monks under the current Nascent Soul System.
But for Henghua, he needed these ancient things to study the "Nine Transformations Alchemy" and study for his grandfather whether it was to transform into an infant or to be a one-step tribulation immortal.
Still casting spells to enter the classics into the Book of Heaven.
Because it involves Xianjia Kung Fu, Heng Hua took a relatively long time.
While recording in the Book of Heaven, Henghua admired the interior decoration of the building.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Suddenly, he saw a mahogany box in the corner.
He walked over quickly and looked at the Bagua Golden Lock, and he looked happy.
This is it!
But when I opened it, I found it was empty!
Henghua's smile suddenly stopped.
"Sister, where are the books inside?"
"Book?"
Fu Yaozhen came over, saw the big mahogany box, and said with a smile: "This is just a decoration on the fourth floor. How can there be any books?"
No book?
Henghua didn't give up and checked the redwood box inside and out three times.
The specifications are the same as the mahogany box in my hand, but there is no book hidden.
Seeing Henghua's movements, Fu Yaozhen watched with his spiritual vision.
But in her eyes, this was just an ordinary mahogany box.
She simply said: "If you like it, I will make the decision and give this box to you."
"May I?"
"It's just a wooden box, but I can still make the decision."
After thinking for a while, Henghua added, "Can I meet Senior Duan and ask about the origin of this box? My mother has a dowry box that seems similar to this. Maybe I can find out my mother's origins."
"Later, I will take you there."
The two logged into the fifth floor.
The fifth floor stores Duan Sijing's own Taoist methods and the Nine-turn Alchemy method.
In Fu Yaozhen's eyes, this is the real treasure given by his master.
With these things, my grandfather is expected to survive the disaster in seven years.
At this time, Duan Sijing received a spiritual consciousness and handed a golden book of chess records to Henghua.
"You don't want to become a disciple, and I won't force you. But you have a good talent, and your natal magic weapon is related to the chess game. You should study this book carefully."
Henghua quickly asked about the mahogany box.
"I can't remember, but the Chinese classics on the fourth floor were obtained by me at the ruins of the Golden Rain Immortal Palace. This mahogany box seems to have been obtained there as well?"
"Where's the stuff in there?"
"When I got it, it was empty inside."
empty?
So, is there anyone who can get there first?
But this mahogany box came from Jinyu Immortal Palace, so Henghua could be sure that his mother's box was probably the one from Leixiao Immortal Palace.
You can't. It fell from the Taiyin Palace, right?
…
In Sijing Tower, Duan Sijing withdrew his consciousness and looked at Ji Mingfeng.
"Why should the teacher be so guarded?"
Duan Sijing said solemnly: "Even if you become a Tribulation Immortal, I still can't see through you."
"I'm just an ordinary spiritual painter. Teacher thinks too much."
"But you are not human."
"Can't aliens cultivate immortality? Teacher, how could you ever have such a sectarian view?"
"I don't discriminate against those who are cultivators of immortality, but are you a cultivator? There is demonic nature in your body, and you are closely involved with the demonic sect."
It was precisely because Ji Mingfeng had a deep demonic nature that Duan Sijing drove him away early.
"Who said that people with strong demonic nature cannot become immortals? Besides, whether it is related to the demon sect, my teacher and I don't know the truth. After all, the place where I was found was a chess game where senior Yu Hengzi and an elder of the demon sect died together.
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"In short, since the teacher has become the Tribulation Immortal, the friendship between you and me has ended."
Ji Mingfeng bowed deeply to Duan Si Jing, turned around and left.
Duan Sijing looked at Ji Mingfeng and wanted to suppress him several times.
But in the end I hesitated.
He murmured: "Even if he is suppressed, he may still have a spiritual map outside."
The spiritual painter has a way to keep the bottom of the box.
Make a portrait of yourself and leave your memory and soul in it. When the body dies, the portrait can become another self.
Hundreds of years ago, Duan Sijing found a painting at the place where Yu Hengzi, the elder of the Jiuxuan Sect, and the supreme elder of the Demon Sect were seated.
When he studied this painting, the person in the painting came to life and called himself "Ji Mingfeng".
Seeing that his talent was extremely high, Duan Sijing accepted him to practice in Sijing Tower.
But as Ji Mingfeng grew up, he gradually discovered the demonic nature hidden in Ji Mingfeng's body.
He is more suitable for cultivating demons than cultivating immortals.
Therefore, Duan Sijing suspected that he was involved with the Xuanming Demon Palace.
"I hope I'm overthinking it?"
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Ji Mingfeng came out of Sijing Tower, and Henghua and Fu Yaozhen also happened to come out of Sutra Pavilion.
He saw the two of them and walked over quickly: "Brother Xian, do you want to go back to Yanlong later? I will go with you. We can talk about the art of spiritual painting on the way."
"Brother, are you going to Yanlong?"
"I have a relationship with the Shenyue Sect and am doing a business deal with them."
As soon as Ji Mingfeng mentioned the beginning, Henghua and Fu Yaozhen looked at each other.
The two immediately understood why Ji Mingfeng came.
Why did Fu Yaozhen say that the opportunity for Duan Sijing to overcome the calamity lay with Heng Hua?
"We do want to go back to Yanlong, but my brother has to pass through Huomen Island to ask for something."
"The 'Eternal Fire Stone' that your Fu family is searching for with great fanfare?"
Ji Mingfeng laughed and said, "I have some friendship with the Zhu family, so I will let you go."
Henghua wanted to have an extra combat guard and readily agreed.
However, when they set off, Fu Xuanxing's expression suddenly changed and he ran back to the house on the pretext of a stomachache.
Taking out the Six Desire Magic Bead, the red color on the outer wall of the magic bead gradually dissipated, and the black demonic energy in the core became thicker and thicker.
"Why is this thing alive now?"
Fu Xuanxing quickly activated Li Huo and used the power of the scabbard in his body to suppress the magic bead again.
The moment the magic bead moved, Henghua and Ji Mingfeng both frowned.
Henghua took out the Xuanhuo fan and while chatting with Ji Mingfeng, he murmured in his heart: Can the seal of the Six Desires Demonic Pearl hold up? Are we afraid that we will have to encounter the Demon Realm several times along the way?
Ji Mingfeng secretly complained: No, how could there be something on this boat that could trigger my demonic nature? No, I must hold back. If my demonic nature breaks out in the flaming water, wouldn't it fall under Master Duan's nose?
He silently ran the spiritual diagram and tried hard to suppress the demonic nature emerging in his heart.
Looking at Henghua again, Ji Mingfeng felt guilty and smiled when he saw him taking out the Xuanhuo Fan.
When Henghua saw Ji Mingfeng's strange smile, his heart pounded, so he smiled back and continued their awkward conversation about the art of spiritual painting.