Looking at it now, the two cultivation routines still have some shadow of the other.
For example, they both value the cultivation of the five elements, but they have completely different methods.
Confucianism cultivates the five virtues and strengthens oneself. During battle, one can not only control the enemy's internal organs, but also control the enemy's emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy.
Taoism, on the other hand, pursues the unity of nature and man, and refines the five elements in nature. When one reaches a high level of cultivation, there will even be monsters like the Taoist who can move mountains and rivers.
Confucian sacrifices and prayer techniques are transformed into the pursuit of merit and destiny. After practice, they are also assisted by the power of living people and luck, and the magic is useless.
In Taoism, it has become a method of yin and yang, the soul leaving the body, and the communication between the mind and the mind. After practice, you can communicate with yin and yang and predict misfortunes and blessings.
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Yu Xian didn't know this.
As he walked, he made a generous promise to Wang Yun, "Since I have accepted you as a disciple, I will naturally teach you well. You can ask people to collect some wood-type treasures of heaven and earth, and when I am free, I will pass on the master's secrets to you."
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Most of the knowledge in this world is easy to get started but extremely difficult to master.
Yu Xian believed that as long as there were enough wood-attribute materials, it wouldn't be a problem for Wang Yun to pile up the mana of "Spring Reborn All Things".
At that time, this old man will be able to dance for two more years.
Wang Yun was naturally grateful after hearing this.
He quickly said, "There are some useful medicinal materials in the mansion. Master, just don't worry."
The taxi driver Sun Rui on the other side was not young anymore, and he was a little eager to become Yu Xian's disciple.
But Yu Xian didn't have much interest in this kind of soy sauce.
Recruiting disciples indiscriminately will only cultivate some specious people. These people will not play any role. Instead, they will compete for and consume a lot of monastic resources.
If Yu Xian dares to continue to expand like this, someone will have to clean up Heming Mountain before long.
The banquet was still placed in the same main hall where Yu Xian came last time.
As the newly appointed imperial master and the master of Wang Yun, the master here, Yu Xian naturally sat high at the head.
Some other courtiers and children of aristocratic families were sitting on the left and right.
After a brief exchange of greetings.
Wang Yun asked people to sing and dance.
This is also the most important moment for everyone below.
Many people used the cover of singing and dancing to communicate with each other.
Wang Yun asked his maid to come over and ask Yu Xian if he wanted to communicate with the Xun family again.
Yu Xian already knew what he wanted and had no interest in it.
Zhou Ao took the opportunity to briefly explain Yu Xian's position to some die-hard loyalists of the Han Dynasty. After learning that the imperial advisor Dong Zhuo recommended today was actually their "comrade", the atmosphere in the whole room immediately became more heated.
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Many people smiled and raised their glasses to Yu Xian, the leader.
There was a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard who deliberately got up from his seat and later said hello to Yu Xian.
The singing and dancing were too noisy, and the man's voice was soft.
Yu Xian only listened vaguely.
The middle-aged man had no choice but to increase his voice and introduce himself, "I am Fang Ping, the young master. Today I have formed a fate with the Imperial Master."
Yu Xian was immediately polite.
"It is also an honor for Pindao to know Mr. Fang."
Fang Ping was very satisfied with Yu Xian's humility. He said with a smile, "I received an official document from the imperial court today, asking me to make a seal and ribbon for the imperial master. Before, I thought of perfunctory and evasive, but since the imperial master is also a member of the same profession,
I will definitely get things done as soon as possible."
Yu Xian originally treated these court officials perfunctorily, but after hearing Fang Ping's words, he couldn't help but perked up, "Oh? It turns out that my imperial seal and ribbon were made in the Shaofu."
Fang Ping was a little proud, "Of course, the Young Master is the inner treasury of the imperial court. Now that the court is short of money and materials, it can only use the inner treasury. Dong Zhuo has thought about it many times. But my inner treasury's account
He doesn’t have a penny, and the inner warehouse is clean enough for rats to escape, what else can he do?”
Fang Ping said and winked at Yu Xian.
Yu Xian immediately understood in his heart that this guy was probably hiding the secrets of the imperial court.
As the emperor's chief steward, the Shaofu is also one of the nine ministers.
He is in charge of the output of salt and iron mines and rivers and lakes in the world, and his annual income is immeasurable.
Their expenditures mainly covered the expenses of supplying the imperial city and building palaces and mausoleums for the emperor.
Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty was a man who was very good at making money. The young man's family basically had no income or income over the years. He must have saved a lot of money. How could he not even have a penny in his account?
Yu Xian smiled and said to Fang Ping, "The young master is brilliant."
Fang Ping received Yu Xian's praise, and his face became more and more proud.
After laughing for a while, he poured himself a drink, and then said, "Don't worry, Imperial Master. Since you are one of my own, I will definitely select the best materials for the Imperial Master to cast the seal for. The weight will never be light."
Half a minute."
After hearing this, Yu Xian couldn't contain his curiosity.
He asked tentatively, "By the way, I still don't know what seal the Prime Minister asked Mr. Fang to create for me?"
Yu Xian still had some expectations in his heart.
It would be best to have a gold seal and purple ribbon.
This is the best possible choice for Yu Xian.
The system of the Han Dynasty is similar to that of the Qin Dynasty.
During the Qin Dynasty, among the three princes, only the prime minister, Taiwei, had a gold seal and a purple ribbon, and even the deputy prime minister, the imperial censor, had a silver seal and a green ribbon.
In the Han Dynasty, the princes, kings and three princes were all given gold seals and purple ribbons. During the Han Dynasty, Dou Xian, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, had made great contributions, and as a chariot and cavalry general, he also received gold seals and purple ribbons.
Since then, gold seals and purple ribbons have also begun to be awarded to generals and important ministers.
There is no precedent for Yu Xian, the national preceptor, to compare with. I don't know how Dong Zhuo arranged it.
Fang Ping smiled and said, "Of course it's the silver seal and the green ribbon."
Yu Xian was greatly disappointed after hearing this. Even though he felt that the golden seal and purple ribbon were a bit unreliable, he was inevitably disappointed in his heart.
Yu Xian thought for a while and asked seriously, "I just don't know if it's too late. What if, well, I mean what if the good time is delayed, I... can I use someone else's seal and ribbon instead?"
That's right, Yu Xian had already set his sights on Wang Yun's Situ Jinyin.
As long as Fang Ping said yes, Yu Xian would decisively teach his good disciple a vivid lesson.
Fang Ping was startled after hearing this, "This is unheard of. But thinking about it, it must be inappropriate to have an owner. Otherwise, wouldn't your luck be given to someone else?"
"Oh. That's it." Yu Xian was a little disappointed.
Then, Yu Xian asked without giving up, "What if the owner of the seal dies?"
"Should..., okay." Fang Ping felt confused by Yu Xian's strange question, "National Master, why do you ask this?"
Yu Xian waved his hand and quickly sat upright, "It's nothing."
Fang Ping muttered something to himself, made an excuse, and returned to his place.
Yu Xian's eyes subconsciously searched for Wang Yun.
I saw him introducing himself to the courtiers from a distance with a happy face.
Yu Xian couldn't bear it anymore.
This disciple has just been accepted, is he going to be punished?
Yu Xian was hesitating, but suddenly he suddenly jumped up and almost jumped up.
"Why did I forget that thing!"
Yu Xian's eyes shone.
Isn't there a perfect choice in the city of Luoyang that can bear great luck, and even if the owner dies, there will be no involvement?
Yu Xian's heart was beating violently, and his eyes were greedily looking in the direction of the imperial city.
——What "treasure" can compare with the jade seal lying in the dry well of Zhen Guan's office?!