Based on the terrain, it is not difficult to determine that the road is downhill, which means that the place where Confucius Temple stores Confucian inscriptions is in the basement.
"Mr. Tang, the Confucius Temple was established hundreds of years ago."
"It went through several dynasties and was full of wars. In order to prevent the Confucian inscriptions from being damaged, the predecessors stored them in underground caves and deployed Mohist techniques."
Meng Wenhui explained.
Tang Ming nodded slightly. In the ancient Chinese dynasty, there were serious wars. Jinling City, as the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, suffered from wars, and many monuments were damaged in the war.
It is normal for Confucius Temple to preserve Confucian inscriptions in secret caves.
Just as he was talking, there was a sudden light in front of him.
This is a vast underground space with numerous stone monuments and hanging paintings. The surrounding stone walls are inlaid with South China Sea night pearls, which shine brightly and illuminate the underground space like daylight.
Hundreds of South China Sea Night Pearls are priceless.
"What a great gesture."
Tang Ming couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
He looked forward.
Each inscription is two meters high, and the fonts carved on each inscription are different. There are dragons and phoenixes on the grass, smooth block letters, iron paintings and silver hooks, willow bones and tendons, and everything is covered.
There are willow bones as sharp as swords, and facial muscles as sharp as a startling dragon.
This is just the writing style of Confucian and Taoist masters.
As for the content, it is full of literary talent and rich knowledge.
This is the essence of ancient Chinese charm, and the authentic works of Confucian and Taoist masters who lived for thousands of years are gathered together. Although this place is a cave, the vast aura and turbulent literary spirit blend together.
Being in a secret cave gives people the feeling of being in the boundless starry sky.
"The true meaning of Confucianism is indescribable."
Tang Ming was filled with admiration, and his eyes fell on the surrounding stone walls.
The stone wall with a round sky is engraved with complicated formations. This formation can cover up the overflow of awe-inspiring aura and literary spirit, and can also preserve the original inscriptions inside so that they will no longer smile in the years.
"Mr. Tang, you can let your disciple recuperate here, receive enlightenment from Confucian culture, and perfect his spiritual wisdom. In addition..." "This place is a top-secret place for Confucianism. Even if you come with a token, the most you can do is let the disciple
Stay for half a month."
"After half a month, no matter how perfect your spiritual wisdom is, you have to leave."
Meng Wenhui said in a condensed voice.
"This is natural, half a month is enough."
Tang Ming called Zi Ri over, pointed a finger at the center of his eyebrows, and transferred a method of calming the mind and calming the Qi into Zi Ri's soul.
Under his command, Zi Ri strolled to the front inscription, sat down cross-legged, and began to perform his exercises.
Suddenly.
The majestic literary energy surged over and slowly nourished Zi Ri's mind.
Meng Wenhui was a little shocked. He originally planned to control the secret cave formation by himself and call part of the Wen Qi to Ziri, but the result was good. Tang Ming taught a technique and Ziri could use it himself.
"Mr. Tang."
Meng Wenhui looked over with some embarrassment: "The culture and atmosphere here are accumulated over hundreds of years..." "I know."
Tang Ming smiled and nodded: "I have improved the technique so that it will not absorb too much literary energy, nor will it damage the foundation of this place. Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."
"Huh——" Meng Wenhui breathed a sigh of relief.
……soon.
Tang Ming and Meng Wenhui followed the way they came and returned to the backyard of Confucius Temple.
Just came out of the deep alley.
In addition to Liu Wan and Situ Yue, there were three more people in front of them.
"teacher."
"Mr. Tang."
Mo Yuyan smiled sweetly and saluted the two of them.
Shang Dongxu, father and daughter, looked at Tang Ming with bright eyes.
"Mr. Tang, I have offended you before, please forgive me."
Shang Dongxu swallowed his throat and said straight to the point: "I heard from Mr. Tang earlier that my string of blood dragon wood Buddha beads contains resentful souls."
"Um?"
Tang Ming interrupted him: "Don't you believe it?"
"Ahem, I made a mistake. I can't see Mount Tai."
Shang Dongxu smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't believe it before, but Miss Mo also saw that there were resentful souls in the beads, so I had to believe it now."
Miss Mo?
Tang Ming turned to look at Mo Yuyan.
As one of the Twin Phoenixes of Jinling, Tang Ming naturally knew her name, but had never seen her before.
"Mr. Tang."
Mo Yuyan smiled and said: "I am not very knowledgeable. I can only see that there are resentful souls in the beads, but I cannot get rid of them. I wonder if Mr. Tang can do anything?"
Tang Ming did not answer this question, but looked directly into Mo Yuyan's beautiful eyes.
As one of the two phoenixes of Jinling, her appearance is naturally top-notch, and she has an ethereal and indifferent aura about her that is pleasing to the eye.
Especially those clear and beautiful eyes, like the bright stars in the galaxy, are full of strangeness.
"Mr. Tang, what's wrong?"
Mo Yuyan was a little embarrassed to be seen.
"My eyes have twin pupils. It seems that Miss Mo is also a person of destiny."
Tang Ming smiled lightly and said, "You use your yin and yang eyes to see where the resentful soul is?"
"Yes..." Mo Yuyan was horrified in her heart. She didn't use Yin Yang Eyes now, but she was still exposed by Tang Ming's words, so she was naturally shocked.
"The yin and yang eyes can break through the yin and yang of the heaven and the earth. They are endlessly wonderful, but the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. Miss Mo should use them less to break fate in the future."
"If you look too closely at the fate of the world, if your own luck is counterattacked, you will lose more than you gain."
Tang Ming would like to remind you.
Mo Yuyan's delicate body trembled, her pretty face turned pale.
then.
Tang Ming turned to look at Shang Dongxu: "I can get rid of the resentful souls in the beads, but I don't have time now. If you are willing, give me the beads."
"Leave the address and return it to you after I get rid of the resentful soul."
"Of course, the premise is that you can trust my words."
Tang Ming smiled lightly and spoke.
"Of course I can trust it, I can trust it..." Shang Dongxu handed over a sandalwood box. He didn't dare to touch the blood dragon wood beads with his hands now.
Tang Ming didn't take the sandalwood box, but reached out and grabbed the Buddhist beads themselves.
A wisp of black smoke escaped.
"Mr. Tang, be careful, this resentful spirit is extremely violent..." Mo Yuyan exclaimed.
But the next moment.
Tang Ming held the Blood Dragon Wood Buddha Bead. As soon as the wisp of black smoke touched his fingers, it suddenly collapsed.
"hiss!!"
A faint roaring sound came from inside the Buddha bead.
Full of anger.
"This resentful soul should have some origins, and it was sealed by someone later."
Tang Ming said calmly: "I'm a bit busy at the moment. I'll return your beads to you in about three or four days when I'm done."
"Liu Wan, Xiao Yueyue, let's go."
After saying that, he took Liu Wan and Situ Yue and strolled away.
Shang Dongxu was hesitant to speak, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.
"Don't worry, everyone, Mr. Tang is not a villain, and given his status, the value of the Blood Dragon Wood is not worthy of attention."
"When he gets rid of the resentful soul in the Blood Dragon Wood Buddha Bead, he will definitely return it to Zhao intact."
Meng Wenhui smiled and said something.
"Teacher, who is this Mr. Tang?
Why have I never heard of it in Jinling City before?"
"The surname is Tang... could he be a master of the Tang clan?"
Mo Yuyan asked curiously.
"Haha, a gentleman doesn't talk behind someone's back. Since Mr. Tang didn't reveal his identity, I can't tell him either."
"In short, Mr. Tang is trustworthy."
Meng Wenhui said with a smile: "You guys chat slowly, I'm going to repair the ancient books first."
Said.
He nodded to Mo Yuyan, Shang Dongxu and others, and then walked towards the inner courtyard study hall.