"Tea is divided into ten categories, and each taste is different."
"Just like this, there are people coming and going, some are wearing silk and satin, some are foot traffickers, some are beautiful girls, tall and short, and some are skinny and skinny. They all have different differences. They fall into the mouth of others, spit out their teeth, and it will be revealed in a minute.
Likes and dislikes also preserve the good and the bad.”
The atmosphere in the market was far from lively, but there were still seventeen or eight people there, chatting away.
The storyteller stood on the stage, wearing a cloud-green robe, a carved top, and a pair of hairpins in his hair. Others looked at it as nondescript, but it fit the atmosphere. The jade beads of ordinary texture were polished but delicate, making a clanging sound.
With his words, the bamboo and wooden folding fans opened and closed, causing the boys running around to finally sell a few more tea and fruit snacks.
Noisy and noisy, the storyteller didn't care, and even thought of making more troubles. It was too deserted in front of him, and maybe it would be difficult to get along with the shopkeeper later.
Thoughts were rising and falling, and the effort on the lips was not reduced. He turned around and walked away in three steps, his eyebrows were raised secretly, and a pretentious laugh and curse came from the hall.
"It's exciting, so what kind of tea does your tea house and theater have? How does it compare to other restaurants?"
As soon as these words came out, most of the onlookers sitting in twos and threes agreed, and there were a few people whistling and shouting nonsense, asking the reporter to judge which red shop in Beijing had the best girls.
There are also those who clamor, saying that the tea at this place is not as good as other places, or that the tea at that place is the most unpalatable.
The building gradually became hotter. He paused for a moment. When he heard a voice that disparaged the tea house, he immediately pulled out a bright red face and acted exaggeratedly.
Embarrassing look.
It also made everyone laugh.
The storyteller himself calmed down slightly. After seeing this scene, he breathed a secret sigh of relief and continued to continue what the teller had said.
"You guys are joking."
"Of course the tea in the building is not that good, but the shopkeeper Gao never takes the unappreciable mountain and wild bitter tea and removes the fish from the tea."
After that, he pretended to feel sorry.
"In this regard, I have told the shopkeeper many times, how much does a bowl of tea cost? How many bowls of tea can be exchanged for one penny? Just less, or at worst, the price can be lowered, so that everyone can
It’s affordable, after all, it doesn’t make much difference to ordinary people like us whether it’s a good product or not, it’s just a bowl of water on either side!”
"How could we know that shopkeeper Gao is stubborn and doesn't want to lose his reputation?"
Then they winked and teased their peers.
"Otherwise, how can Beichun Tower and Liangyue Pavilion be allowed to be uniquely beautiful?"
As soon as these words came out, the audience was buzzing with different opinions. Dozens of people gathered together to argue over which tea was good and which was inferior.
Seeing that there was finally a bit more liveliness than before, the storyteller continued with a smile. He came to the small square table on the stage, rolled up his sleeves, and changed his expression several times. Finally, when the spectators couldn't help but cheer up, he was shocked.
Wood falls.
Snapped!
"When you talk about tea, you also talk about people."
"There are three, five, and six people."
"Tea can be tasted in the mouth, but people's hearts are separated from the belly. How much truth can we know despite other people's gossip?"
"Hey, sir, don't be impatient. Today we are going to use tea as a metaphor and talk about a few people from all over the world. They may be gossips and folk anecdotes. Please just listen to the wind.
That’s fine.”
…
In the past few days, Chen Yu has been wandering around the city.
Occasionally I would go to teahouses and restaurants, or visit the piers. I searched all the alleys and found a lot of food from all over the world.
The drug store and grain store didn't let him go either, and got some seeds that he thought were worth trying to cultivate.
Now that the spirituality in Qinglu Mountain has been calmed down by the large formation, it is no longer restless and chaotic. Spiritual plants are planted at the foot of the mountain. In each city, the seeds he obtained are scattered on it, even without the use of spiritual machinery.
It grows extremely well, and the time it takes to break ground, sprout, and mature is compressed to a very short time by the abundant spiritual material.
It usually takes about ten days to grow, and then withers away in the blowing winds. The seeds, which are fuller than the original ones, fall and sink into the soil, waiting for the next growth under the nourishment of roots, flowers and fruits.
Over and over again, until now, the earliest batch of ordinary herbal plants placed in Qinglu Mountain have undergone earth-shaking and astonishing changes.
No matter the appearance or the effect of the medicine, after dozens of accumulations, it has transformed far beyond what it was before.
Although it was slower than the clever mutagenesis, and the results were limited, and there were no changes beyond the limit, it still made him very satisfied, so he did not give up the continuous search for medicinal plants along the way.
Compared with the ordinary medicinal herbs that have matured countless times all over the mountains and plains, the spiritual plants planted in the dozens of specially cultivated spiritual fields require more effort.
Thanks to careful cultivation and clever mutation, these spiritual plants are growing equally gratifyingly. Chen Yu can roughly harvest some of them in about half a month.
The rest, such as star Chinese grass, white-headed pine paste, cloud lingzhi, etc., will not have to wait too long, and the picking day will be in the near future.
When we walked out of the tea house, it was almost noon.
It was snowing in Jianye for the past two days yesterday, and the sun was shining brightly overnight. Fortunately, the winter sun was not so dazzling and scorching, and it covered my body with warmth, as if warm water was flowing.
Chen Yu was still thinking in his mind. He wandered around the shop all day long, and it wasn't like he was doing nothing. He heard the storyteller talking about the mountains, and during this period he heard a lot of things other than Jianye from the onlookers around him.
Gained.
However, most of them were related to court affairs and banditry and chaos in various places. What concerned him the most was the news from the Hejian Land. Not long ago, Daliang gathered a large number of troops, passing through Jinzhou, Tongzhou and other places, and marched north to confront the Northern Qi Dynasty.
For several months, there were not many big battles but constant small battles.
But before the turn of the year, a sudden heavy rain stunned all the anxious soldiers.
"It's the coldest month of winter, not to mention the blizzards in Jianye, and even the rivers have started to rain heavily. God's behavior like this cannot be said to be a sign of impending disaster!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Let’s not talk about the theory of heaven and man’s induction for the moment. Both inside and outside the imperial court have been numbed by the frequent natural and man-made disasters in various states and capitals in recent months, and they even do not want to be in the dark.
Wouldn't it be more beautiful to spend a little leisure time here and have the time to bite a few important ministers of the Sixth Department and stand firmer on your feet?
No matter how miserable the people are, they don't pay attention to the gentlemen above.
However, Chen Yu still kept it in mind and planned to take time to go to Hejian. First, he could see if there were any thunderstorms gathering. Even if there were dark clouds, the lightning drawing technique would work better, and the power of the gods would be even greater.
Thunderbolt - With the speed of Leihen Neiming in recent times, he has felt that his ability to carry lightning has made great progress, and he can face the thunderbolt with thick arms.
The thunder caused by oneself is filled with magic, which is difficult to control and easy to dissipate. It often disappears after being absorbed for a long time.
With the help of natural thunder, it is like having an extra pool filled with lightning. It can be used at any time and maintained for several hours. The effect will undoubtedly be better.
At the same time, if you are able to do so at the time, you can also disperse the heavy rain clouds over the fields, cities, and settlements, or drive them to the countryside.
He has not yet decided how to do it specifically, and can only make up his mind after seeing it on site.
As he was walking, a group of soldiers rushed towards him and passed him by.
Looking back, I saw blood stains on the armor. Within my field of vision, there were traces of thoughts lingering around me. The black and turbid evil thoughts were ferocious, but half of them dispersed in a very short period of time.
The existence of evil thoughts does not mean that the six people in this team are all extremely evil people. Chen Yu can see clearly that those are just the unconscious obsessions of dying people.
The real malice was directed at others, not among these soldiers.
In other words, they probably just arrested people and participated in an execution recently, and the executioner was the one with the most evil intentions.
He shook his head secretly and judged good and bad based solely on evil thoughts. This was not what he wanted. Chen Yu already knew the shortcomings and flaws of this method, and he would not self-righteously regard the world as black and white.
The human heart is complex, and so are the human thoughts that are born into it.
"Compared to evil thoughts, the secret treasure is indeed more concerning and joyful to people."
The formation of the inner landscape has a lot to do with human thoughts, and the secret treasures therein are completely born out of the mixture of thoughts, and are naturally refined under the influence of the great power of the inner landscape.
Evil thoughts cannot be exploited, and without discernment, there may even be errors in identification.
The secret treasure is different. Not only can it be directly used as a spiritual replenishment secret medicine, it may also have supernatural powers. What's more, grinding it into pieces and putting it into the spiritual body can make the latter sublimate rapidly. It has a wide range of uses and can be called a panacea.
Of course, having said that, Chen Yu did not completely stop studying evil thoughts.
It is rare to find Jianye, an ancient capital of several dynasties, which has so many beautiful places and many people miss it like an abyss or an ocean.
It's a good place to think about people's thoughts.
He also had this in mind when he went to various places in the city and wanted to get some inspiration from ordinary people.
The result is somewhat disappointing. There is not much progress in the research on evil thoughts. There has only been some progress in developing thought aggregation and spell triggering.
By uniting them all, the 'Thunder Punishment System' he expected has moved a small step forward.
Not much, there is still a long way to go.
"Distinguish evil and eliminate evil..."
The former can be achieved at this stage, but the latter is a bit difficult to determine. Chen Yu is now hesitating whether to generalize this thunder punishment system. In contrast, he wants to limit it to possible situations that may arise in the future.
On the 'monk'.
"The commonplace will return to the commonplace, and the extraordinary will naturally return to the extraordinary."
I have to admit that once the method he passed down is discovered by those people, just like that Li Mubai, even if they only harvest the most superficial superficial knowledge, they can gain a considerable improvement in their military strength.
And if you go deeper, there may not be an enemy.
Drunk and lying on the knees of a beautiful woman, he wakes up and holds the power of the world.
Wealth, fame, merit, power... all people want are these things. We cannot expect all of these people to be moral gentlemen - even if they have been screened several times based on their character and character when they choose to teach the Dharma.
But people's minds change, not to mention that there may not be anyone in the future who will spread the secrets they have figured out.
Whether or not you can succeed in practice is one thing, but external communication itself means that it is uncontrollable.
Although Chen Yu himself did not want to control it, he wanted to cultivate towering trees and move forward with the pioneers on the path of spiritual practice.
The possibility of falling into fighting and chaos is undoubtedly contrary to his original intention.
"Thunder punishment came into being, but it seems that it should not be extended to ordinary people."
He considered from all aspects, and it was actually difficult to expand it to ordinary people. Chen Yu himself had estimated that if he wanted to cover everyone, even if the Wanfa Mirror was used as the core and was driven by a massive amount of spiritual stone and spiritual liquid,
Supplemented by the spirituality of heaven and earth to eliminate the interference of human thoughts, the amount of spiritual power and mana required to initially operate this system is also a large amount.
Not to mention him, even if a hundred Chen Yus were turned into ashes together, it might not be enough.
In the end, he gave up the practice of directly leveraging the heaven and earth to intercept the great power, and instead chose to use human thoughts as guidance and clues to produce effects through the combination of insight, lightning and other spells.
"Practice, no matter what kind of force it is, will have spiritual involvement, and the fluctuations of spirituality are actually very obvious."
Don't look at the fact that he is now able to perform tricks with his hands and ride on the wind to come and go freely. In fact, from a spiritual perspective, the trembling and surging spirituality around him is not weak. Every move he makes is like wading through a river with rolling waves.
Especially in the city, the gathering of people makes people's thoughts too strong, just like the river under their feet becomes sticky, making it difficult to move.
"Skip the distinction between each type of energy. No matter whether the opponent cultivates qi, blood, inner energy, or mana, anchor yourself by locking your spirituality, and you will never be able to escape."
As for the next step, we can naturally distinguish between good and evil, but if this system really falls on monks, Chen Yu feels that there is no need to worry about good and evil.
One size fits all, no worries.
But in this world, mortals are not allowed to use extraordinary means!
It's just that there are many problems. Just by thinking together, and with the flash of inspiration in his mind, he can think of hundreds of loopholes, such as preparing in advance, evading, killing with a borrowed knife, etc.
He pondered, and a light flashed in his hand.
The method of thunder seems too rough, maybe it can be more gentle, since one size fits all, then simply change the direction, there is no need to focus on punishment.
Zhila!
A trace of silver light flickered, and the spiritual light in the palm suddenly swayed like a candle in the wind, weakening by three points.
"The thunder from the sky can cleanse away wandering spirituality. Perhaps, it can restrain the monk's extraordinary means within a certain range."
If it exceeds this range, it will be interfered by lightning and become ineffective and collapse, or even directly annihilated, affecting itself.
"In this case, the area covered by the Thunder Punishment System cannot be too small and must include both the Northern and Southern Dynasties. However, it cannot be too oppressive. It is necessary to give some space to those who pursue spiritual practice and are determined to pursue the Tao in the mountains and rivers of the world."
He never forgot why he taught the Dharma.
If we don't give these people the opportunity to practice, how can we let them carry forward the practice and open up various paths to support us in return?
So while searching for the secret treasure in the interior, Chen Yu was also thinking about how to master this speed.
Even though the thunder punishment system has only just begun, he doesn't think he can't do it, and he does need a set of restraints after the method is passed on to prevent latecomers from doing evil.
The more important thing is to guide them to the path of cultivation that Chen Yu hopes for, to seek the Tao, rather than to indulge in the battles in the world.