Chapter 5 There are three kinds of books of life and death
The hall was unusually quiet.
Zhu Changluo turned half of his face to the incense, and half of his face looked at Ji Xiang.
But he didn't expect that Ji Xiang didn't have any abnormality at all and just responded directly:
"Can."
This answer seemed to surprise Zhu Changluo.
Ji Xiang continued to speak at this time:
"I just don't know what kind of resurrection His Highness the First Prince is asking about?"
"In my Taoist sect, there are techniques to return corpses and resurrect the dead, there are techniques to reshape the body with the tai yin, there are techniques to unravel the divine form with a staff, there are techniques to hold the yang to return to life, and there are techniques to resurrect the three yangs and five gatherings. There are different methods of resurrection,
Corresponding to different death situations.”
When Zhu Changluo listened to Ji Xiang's words, a trace of doubt and strangeness appeared in his eyes. He paused for a while and asked very curiously:
"You...can you bring the dead back to life casually?"
The eunuch on the side approached Zhu Changluo and whispered:
"The dead are guided by the gods of the underworld. This Taoist priest may be just talking nonsense. Your Highness should not believe it."
"Your Highness is here to pray for Concubine Gong. There is no need to delay."
The eldest prince was not well-received by Emperor Wanli. He had lived in fear for the past fifteen years and did not dare to have any problems in his life. If he became obsessed with the magic of making alchemy and resurrecting death at this time, he would definitely be held accountable.
Needless to say, the consequences of being held accountable at this time were that Emperor Wanli couldn't find any reason to kick the eldest prince away.
Moreover, under the control of Emperor Wanli, Zhu Changluo did not even have a maid to serve him. Some of the eunuchs who could be by his side were others' eyes and ears, some were his own real servants, and most of them were junior eunuchs with no influence.
"Just ask, don't be impatient."
However, Zhu Changluo seemed to be interested, and ignored the sincerity in the eunuch's eyes. Instead, he looked at Ji Xiang, nodded and said:
"Speaking of which, you said that there are five kinds of magic to bring the dead back to life. Outside this imperial city, there is a Dongyue Temple, where all the Lords of the Yin Division are at the command of the Ming Dynasty. If a person dies, he will not be returned to the Yin Division for extradition... You practitioners
Do people dare to snatch death from the hands of the underworld?"
The tone was very strange. In addition to being curious, it seemed to be a little threatening.
Ji Xiang was now absolutely certain that the eldest prince in front of him must have something to do with the fire-killing spell that came out of the incense last night. He probably was the "lord" who had not escaped.
This was an excuse to come here early this morning to perform sacrifices and pray for his mother, Concubine Wang Gong, and then to see if he was dead.
Ji Xiang was thinking while dealing with Zhu Changluo:
"Your Highness, does he know the credentials needed to seduce a ghost?"
Zhu Changluo's eyes moved, but he still shook his head and smiled again:
"I only started studying abroad two years ago, and I only read books intermittently...not very well..."
Zhu Changluo's voice changed a little here, and the gloomy look between his eyebrows became more intense.
The reason why I read the book intermittently was because of the obstruction of Emperor Wanli and Concubine Zheng.
Zhu Changluo's face looked ugly.
Ji Xiang didn't show off and raised three fingers:
"In the underworld, there are three books of the underworld, which the world calls the books of life and death. They are called the Yellow Book, the Taishan Book, and the Henei Book."
"The life of Book Master Huang and the death of Book Master Taishan depend on the fate of the book masters within. If a person is bound to die, only if the names on the three books are all blacked out can the underworld take control of the person, and that person will die without help."
"If only half of the name in the yellow book is painted out, even if the names in the other two books are black, then this person still has vitality and changes."
Zhu Changluo asked strangely: "So there is such a saying? I have seen the underworld catch ghosts before, lock them and take them away, but I have never seen the Three Books of Life and Death."
"And according to what you said, since the names in the last two books are blacked out and the names in the yellow book are not taken care of, what are the uses of the last two books?"
Ji Xiang said: "The reason why it is divided into three books is because when a person is alive, his life is truly controlled by his own choices. Whether he dies a good death or dies in vain is determined by the living person's own actions."
"On the Taishan Book, you only write the number of years you should live in this life. This is a part of destiny. The destiny written on the Henei Book is the innate number given to you by destiny. This is also fixed."
"Only this yellow book can be changed by people's own choices."
"So, after some people die unexpectedly, their yang life span is not over; some people are successful in cultivating Taoism and become immortals in the world. Their yang life span increases, and their Qi will also increase at this time."
"The things that can be seen in the Book of Life and Death are limited. The practitioners of the Yin Division cannot predict the changes in the Yellow Book. Therefore, the many techniques of resurrecting the dead in our Taoism do not conflict with the path of the Yin Division. The names in the Yellow Book have not been blackened. Why?
Called to death?"
Zhu Changluo looked suddenly enlightened and stared at Ji Xiang again:
"The underworld relies on the yellow book to catch people, and the changes in the yellow book depend on the person's own choices."
"Then it would be better for someone to convict you."
"After all, as long as those officials say you are guilty, you are guilty. If they let you die, you must die. If they don't give you any choice, why do you need this yellow book?"
The words were strange, but they were also true. However, the eldest prince said such words with a smile on his face, which made Ji Xiang have to sigh in his heart. This leader of feudal society is indeed not considered a citizen in the eyes of the superiors.
Zhu Changluo nodded: "Taoist Master must be a person with great cultivation.
Ji Xiang shook his head: "I am young and can't talk about any practice. This year I just tied my hair."
Zhu Changluo's eyes flashed and he pondered for a while, looking at the three sticks of incense and then at the ground.
At this time, Ji Xiang could feel that the yellow aura on Zhu Changluo's body was vaguely agitated.
The incense burns restlessly, but my breath is stable and nothing abnormal.
This just shows that the bunch of incense on the other person's body does not belong to him.
Ji Xiang also glanced at Zhu Changluo a few times. In the interior scene, the blank divine card did not respond. It was obvious that the opponent was indeed a person and not a god or monster, and he did not receive any karma.
Ji Xiang was still thinking. She had no enmity with him and didn't know him at all. The eldest prince first sent people to kill him. Seeing him jumping around and asking questions about life and death, he really deserves to be with him.
"Death" in some kind of "plan"?
Really, don’t underestimate the sweepers!
At this time, Zhu Changluo's face showed a hint of impatience, but this emotion was not directed at Ji Xiang, but at the yellow aura of incense he carried. At this time, he tilted his head slightly,
The incense and yellow smell lingering on his shoulders immediately calmed down.
Then, he turned around:
"Taoist Priest, is there really reincarnation after death?"
Of course Ji Xiang could hear what the prince meant, and he also saw Zhu Changluo narrow his eyes and put one hand behind his back. An indescribable sense of depression filled the young man's body.
But these methods were of no use to Ji Xiang, and Ji Xiang tried to end the topic. After all, Zhu Changluo had been asking about the changes in life and death, and there must be a reason.
So he met Zhu Changluo's gaze and responded:
"Your Highness... If you don't know life, how can you know death?"