Chapter 269 I am the master of supernatural powers! (Second update)
Qiu Zhanyu left Chunfeng Tower, and in the crowded streets, some people squeezed through the crowd like loaches, turned around a few times, and went to the house in the south of the city.
The courtyard that once had an endless stream of people was now deserted, with no one coming for half a month.
The short man hurried in and went straight to the backyard. He took a look at the garden. After a slight hesitation, he turned around and came to a quiet courtyard.
"grown ups……"
The short man knelt on the ground. In the courtyard, Yu Wanghai was slowly watering the medicinal materials. After hearing the words, he asked:
"They are in Chunfeng Tower?"
"Sir, these people came from outside the city. In addition to a few Taoist priests, they also carried a hungry man and settled in Chunfeng Tower. No one went out. Qiu Zhanyu has been there."
"Qiu Zhanyu?"
Yu Wanghai put down the kettle and waved his hand to let him out.
On the other side, Yu Wanchuan seemed to have received the news, and came in a hurry, with a rare joyful look on his face: "Father, I think this is Master. Uncle Master and the others have arrived, I will pick them up and bring them to the mansion!" He was puzzled.
"stupid!"
Yu Wanghai's tone was full of hatred that iron cannot become steel:
"What are you going to do? To die? Or to betray me?"
"Wha, what?"
Yu Wanchuan was puzzled.
"Since you knew your master had entered the city, why didn't you know there was another person coming with him?"
Yu Wanghai sighed and felt his temples pounding.
Yu Wanchuan came back to his senses, lowered his head, feeling a little ashamed and uncomfortable. He was really surprised by the teacher's arrival: "Yes, there is another person, it seems, it seems to be a Jin Yiwei?"
"That's not an ordinary guard, he's Yang Prison!"
Yu Wanghai's face was expressionless.
"Yang, Yang Yu? He, isn't he from Liumen?"
Yu Wanchuan was a little startled.
"It's hateful, it's hateful because he is from the Six Doors!"
Yu Wanghai gritted his teeth.
It's not that he hasn't thought about killing this person, it can even be said that he has thought about it a long time ago, but Fang Qidao said he wanted to do it, so he stopped.
But who knows...
"Failed?"
Yu Wanchuan finally reacted:
"He captured Master and the others? Father, you must save Master... Bang!"
A crisp and powerful slap.
"Father, father."
Yu Wanchuan coughed up blood and was almost knocked unconscious. This was the first time in thirty years that he had been beaten.
"Has Niubi ever looked at you seriously in these years?!"
Yu Wanghai was completely disappointed and coldly ordered him to be grounded and left in a hurry to find Niewen Cave, where he was still enjoying fishing in the center of the artificial lake.
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There are people in the court who are easy to get things done.
Looking at this thin book, Yang Yu had a lot of feelings in his heart.
Information about Dao Fruit and supernatural powers, whether in Jinyiwei or Liumen, requires extremely high authority to access. The real secrets can only be found at the Kyoto headquarters.
Because it’s hard to come by.
For ordinary people, it is difficult to remember the history of decades ago, let alone three thousand years ago?
Most of the information about Dao Fruit and supernatural powers has been buried by history. To dig it out requires extremely terrifying manpower and energy.
This short sentence may have been compiled by thousands of people over many years of hard work.
Therefore, the value of this thin volume is actually immeasurable.
"The word "Tao" is ethereal and vast, and it is impossible for humans to understand it. I have studied it for many years and read through thousands of volumes of scriptures in the Great Nei Library, but it is hard to say that I have gained anything."
The first sentence of the book was written by Xu Wenji before the ink was dry.
"I compare heaven and earth to a big court. I compare the court to a small world."
This is the second sentence.
Yang Yu became interested and continued reading:
"All living beings are the shepherds of the imperial court, and all living things and spirits are governed by heaven and earth. Dao and fruit are the essence of heaven and earth. I compare them to 'law'. Only when you understand the law can you advance to the official body. The official body can be compared to a rank."
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"By analogy, those who hold an official position can control the power of the court and the power of life and death, and those who have a rank can also control the power of heaven and earth and have endless power."
"This power may be magical power!"
"With the blessing of legal principles, only those who hold official positions can grasp the yin and yang and rule the world. Therefore, only by obtaining the Tao and fruit, advancing to the rank, and controlling magical powers, the trinity can fully display the wonders of magical powers..."
"This metaphor..."
Yang Yu was shocked. This metaphor may seem superficial, but if you think about it carefully, it seems to make sense.
but……
His mind changed and he continued to read.
"In the imperial court, all the officials restrained each other. Therefore, their ranks are equal, and their magical powers should have the principle of restraint."
"I have read through the Taoist canon and found something interesting in it. Taoism and Buddhism seem to have a doctrine of observing precepts. In mythology, gods are also bound by heavenly rules.
Isn’t this just like the laws and morals of the human world?”
"Officials who ignore laws and morals will suffer backlash. Therefore, gods and Buddhas who do not abide by the precepts will also fall into a state of eternal destruction..."
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Yang Yu read it carefully, chewing and thinking about it in his heart.
Xu Wenji's writing is simple, and he seems to be taking care of himself. He writes very easily and understandably, but also extremely detailed. After a little thought, he can read more things.
This is the end of the preface.
After that, Xu Wenji used some examples of magical powers that he had heard about to explain how to create and counteract magical powers. However, he did not seem to know many magical powers, and there were very few metaphors.
What's more, there are some verifiable legends and stories he annotated.
But there was one story among them that caught his attention.
"Fighting?"
Yang Prison murmured in his heart.
The book says that during the Tang Dynasty, 1,500 years ago, there lived a great Taoist priest named "Jingqingshan Man". This man possessed magical powers, was invulnerable to swords and guns, and was invulnerable to water and fire. He had a great reputation among the people.
, so he was invited to the palace by the then Emperor Tang.
After trying it out, I was very surprised.
At the banquet, hundreds of officials were invited to watch. At the banquet, many officials tried it, but they were all convinced by this Taoist. Only one young general was not convinced, saying bluntly that this man was a demon and was haunted by ghosts.
It is not that he is invulnerable, but that he is blocking with ghosts, so he should be killed.
After being reprimanded by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the young general went home unhappy. Late at night, when he was fast asleep, he suddenly heard someone calling his name. He couldn't help but look around and saw five ferocious ghosts and gods passing through the hall.
The young general was shocked and stood up immediately. The man was so fierce that he fought with the ghosts and gods. The man was so fierce that even the ghosts and gods could not hurt him.
Not long after, the ghosts and gods returned after saying "small punishment but big commandment". At this time, the young general woke up and saw that he was in the mourning hall and his home was completely empty.
When I asked, I found out that I had been sleeping for fifteen days and had no breath.
The young general was shocked.
Later, he changed his previous behavior and became friendly with this Taoist. This matter spread widely, and the Taoist's name was resounding throughout the capital, and he became a guest of dignitaries.
The young general spent his whole family to make friends with the Taoist, and gradually got his new appointment. Until one day, the Emperor of Tang invited the Taoist to a banquet, and the young general came to accompany him.
As the drunkenness gradually deepened, the young general suddenly said that the Taoist master was invulnerable, so why was he afraid of women? Could it be that the Taoist Qing cultivation skills were insufficient?
The old Taoist was also drunk. When he saw this, he spoke frankly and was not afraid. He hugged the dancing girl and raised and lowered her hands.
Suddenly, the young general suddenly rose up and cut off his head with just one blow.
This turn of events shocked everyone in the hall, and Emperor Tang was even more frightened. He questioned the young general, and the young general just said bluntly that he saw the danger of the world overthrowing in this person, so he killed him.
However, at this moment, the Taoist's head actually spat out a voice, saying that the people coming would definitely destroy the Tang Dynasty and avenge today's shame.
"Although this story is quite strange, it is mentioned in "The Legend of Gao Jia, the Hero of Troubled Times", "The Legend of General Zheng Changgong", and "The Legend of the Late Tang Dynasty", and may be credible..."
"Gao Jia, Zheng Changgong..."
Seeing this, Yang Yu couldn't help but his breath froze.
This story may seem absurd to Xu Wenji, but in his eyes, it is somewhat believable.
Because you can really see into the secluded world...
Moreover, he recalled what he had seen when he was refining the Kuixing rank chart. At that time, he only thought that Zheng Changgong was unable to save the country and was filled with grief and anger.
Now that I think about it, if this story is true, then the suffering Zheng Changgong suffered would be far beyond his imagination.
Because, he would think that it was because he killed this Tao that he caused Gao Jia's rebellion in his later years...
"call!"
Taking a deep breath to suppress the boiling in his heart, Yang Yu continued to look down.
There are many short stories interspersed in the subsequent stories, talking about life and death, magical powers, and more often, about magical people who perished due to wanton behavior.
Because the deeds of Gao Jia and Zheng Changgong were lingering in his mind, he looked at them more seriously. After that, there were several records about the people with magical powers in the world.
The origami made soldiers by Qin Feibai, the Minister of Rites of the dynasty, the "Sacred Talisman Book" written by Taoist Yunni, the master of Fu Shui Temple, and the "sowing beans into soldiers" written by his disciple Wang Muzhi from Wanxiang Mountain.
"Origami becomes a soldier, spell book becomes a soldier, scattering beans becomes a soldier..."
Yang Yu's eyes flickered.
In fact, he had come into contact with the latter two. The armor-breaking talisman that penetrated Jilongshan's fusion of gold and body refining magical powers came from the talisman book, and the golden beans that defeated Fang Qidao should have been scattered beans into an army.
Perhaps due to taboos, Xu Wenji only listed a few of the people with magical powers in the world. However, a glance at the whole picture shows that there are probably not a few people with magical powers in the world.
After all, according to Sanxiao Sanren, everything comes into being when the tide rises. The closer you are to this node, the more Tao and Fruit will be born, and the easier it will be to practice.
You know, in the past three thousand years, few Martial Saints have seen each other, but in this world, there are twelve Martial Saints just on the surface!
Thoughts swirled in my mind, and my talk about magical powers had come to an end.
"The metaphors I listed are not appropriate, they are just for convenience of understanding. But they are not unreasonable. Therefore, I would like to warn all those who are complacent about having magical powers."
"As an official, you must know how to advance and retreat, and know how to measure. When it comes to spiritual practice, you should also guard your mind to avoid getting lost in the ocean of power..."
"Remember, remember."
"On the autumn night of the tenth year of the Qianyuan period, Xu Wenjiliu."
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At this point, the book is finished.
Yang Yu closed the scroll, feeling slightly complicated.
The last three sentences, it goes without saying that Xu Wenji left them to himself. This old man must have guessed something to make him look special to him.
"The boss is thoughtful, but he also underestimates Yang Yu..."
Carefully putting the scroll into the corner of the mustard space where items were placed, Warden Yang let out a breath:
"I am a master of supernatural powers, not a slave of supernatural powers!"