Chapter 2, Turtle Shell
Moreover, although my senior brother lacks power and influence, I cannot help but think of him and cherish him. I am willing to bear him a son. Perhaps my senior brother cannot restore the temple, but his descendants will surely..." At this point, Xie Xiang appeared lost and bewildered, yet smiled gently, his tone calm and steady
At the height of its prosperity, the Dayan Temple had a hundred acres of land. However, after facing numerous difficulties, it had to sell off its properties. Now, it has only seven and a half acres left, which can be described as impoverished. If it were not for some remaining assets within the temple, it would truly be destitute.
He entered a room, with the window paper separating him from the outside. The light was dim, creating a tranquil atmosphere. Wang Cunye's expression was somewhat gloomy as he glanced around. This was a small room, and a wooden couch occupied half of the space in front of the small wooden window.
Only black is seen to have stained almost everything, with only a few scattered whites among it
Elder Lu Ren, with only Wang Cunye remaining, as his junior sister is frail
"Senior Brother, please eat more," Xie Xiang said with a slight smile. She had a small appetite and put down her chopsticks after finishing half a bowl. Watching her senior brother eat rice heartily brought her ten times more joy than eating herself
After finishing dinner, Lu Ren came to clear the dishes, his expression somewhat hesitant. Upon seeing this, Xie Xiang understood in his heart and said, "Senior brother, you should take care of yourself and rest early"
Wang Cunye was not panicked, yet he furrowed his brows
As long as the maiden can be preserved, the monk rewards the temple's land, the Taoist rewards the mountain forest and the Taoist temple, and the warrior seals the warrior's estate.
Wang Cunye quickly closed his eyes in contemplation, feeling as if, in the midst of obscurity, the thirty-six movements before him gradually coalesced into a single character
However, the original owner of this body was ultimately a villager. Moreover, by the time Xie Cheng took on disciples, he was already old, and the body had only just been refined, having already departed from this world. It turns out that this body was limited by its lack of knowledge and could not comprehend the internal cultivation methods. In his previous life, Wang Cunyue was well-read and knowledgeable, having also perused various Daoist texts, making him quite familiar with this. Although the world of cultivation and the realm of books differ, his understanding remains.
Originally, Wang Cunye was too young, lacking understanding of current affairs and failing to think deeply. Now, whenever Wang Cunye recalls it, he feels a chill all over. At that moment, he heard Xie Xiang cough from inside and say: "... ... We cannot go!"
Do not desire this world, the Six Yang Diagram and a volume of scriptures also bear the shadow of the Dao
Pressing on the wound, yet only fixating on the tortoise shell, silently contemplating matters to be accounted for
Lu Ren remained silent, yet did not respond. After a moment, he heard Xie Xiang continue: "I understand your intention, Young Master Zhang of the Zhang family, you have feelings for me. His family holds the position of an eighth-rank county magistrate, and entering his household means I would be exempt from taxes and military service. But have you considered that my health, in the tranquility of the temple, can still be maintained? If I were to enter a grand residence, where internal strife is frequent, how many more years could my body endure?"
This is the content of the Six Yang Diagram, which is also the study material for Wang Cunye. It is said that, according to memory, the thirty-six movements of the Six Yang Diagram are relatively well-known, and even an average martial artist would be familiar with more than half of them. However, without the accompanying incantations, it is merely a foundational aspect of martial arts. Only with these incantations does it become a genuine foundational internal cultivation method
The side hall was enveloped in silence, interrupted only by Xie Xiang's persistent coughing
There is also a bookshelf on the wall, which holds a scroll of Taoist scripture
The gratitude owed to my junior apprentice is profound; how could I possibly evade it
After a long silence, the flustered emotions gradually calmed down. Wang Cunye stepped out of the room and stood in the courtyard, looking up.
Wang Cunye felt a shiver in his heart, as he sifted through the memories of his original body; in just a moment, he unearthed this segment.
However, the Marquis of Wei has issued an order: those who do not go will have their temples confiscated..." Lu Ren's tone was filled with sorrow
The profound grace of a teacher and the heavy affection of a beauty surely do not lead one to truly abandon ancestral property or sell the dowry of a junior sister to overcome this difficult situation
Wang Cunye stared intently, but was suddenly startled. And - Picture - Book
After completing these tasks, he felt a sudden darkness before his eyes. He pressed his hand against the wound, and after a short while, the bleeding ceased. In his previous life, he had studied medicine in the mortal realm and had an extraordinary understanding of the blood vessels and vital points, allowing him to stop the bleeding without injuring the tendons or bones.
In an instant, the light of the lantern had not yet extinguished, and there was still some energy left. Suddenly, a scroll of scripture appeared, each character shining with golden brilliance and radiating eight angles of light. Countless profound meanings flowed through the mind, and after a moment of concentration, they coalesced into a single character
In the hazy night, as I walk back and forth, I reflect on my past and present, pondering in my heart whether I still have the chance to reestablish my place in the world. Having returned, how can I be content with an ordinary life?
At this thought, the tortoise shell suddenly trembled, emitting a beam of clear light. This clear light condensed and did not disperse, transforming into a human shape, which began to perform actions, each movement distinctly visible
It is the true text! Wang Cunye was both surprised and delighted, as he had read related content in his previous life on Earth. He understood that the true text is inherent, formed from primordial energy, condensed with spiritual essence, and reveals its true form
In this era, books are extremely expensive, and this is still a remnant from years past. When Xie Cheng was alive, he once urged Wang Cunye to study, but now there is only one volume remaining
Wang Cunye felt a bit embarrassed under the gaze of his junior sister. He had already served himself two bowls of rice, but considering his body's needs, he served himself another bowl.
Lu Rendun sighed after giving a kick, saying: "You are too stubborn... This is your ancestral property and dowry. Alas, since you have made up your mind like this, what more can I say..."
A flash of black light, and a turtle shell appeared in hand
Even as a Taoist priest, one must be well-versed in the seven scriptures. This may earn the recognition of Daozheng, who is responsible for the selection of Taoist priests, and lead to the acquisition of the Daoist talisman. Consequently, one would be able to preside over the Taoist temple and oversee the rituals and offerings.
It is now August 20, and there are only 38 days left until September and the 28th of the * book *. How can we get through this difficult time
However, the craftsmanship has not been neglected; although there are not many dishes, every effort is made to ensure they are delicious
After a moment, Lu Ren spoke: "Miss, the business... Oh, although the master is better, what will happen next month? I am quite worried"
Upon seeing the tortoise shell, Wang Cunye was not surprised; it bore his soul, having traversed an unknown number of dark spaces and times to arrive here. After so many years, they had long become inseparable
At this moment, dusk has fallen, and there is a large tree in the courtyard, its branches and leaves obscuring the last glow of the sunset
As the blood dissipated, the tortoise shell automatically transformed into a beam of black light and entered the center of the brow
Wang Cunye was silently contemplating; this body itself was not without its opportunities. Xie Cheng was constrained by the rules of the sect and could not impart Daoist teachings, yet he did pass on martial arts and sword techniques, along with a scroll of foundational internal cultivation methods permitted by the sect.
The local Wei Marquis issued a proclamation in the city: The River God is licentious and lawless, marrying a new bride every ten years, sending her to a small island in the river, and by dawn, she will surely vanish without a trace. This is indeed a tragic affair in the world. However, according to the covenant with the divine, as long as one protects the maiden for a night, they can overcome this calamity
Other temples have many visitors and always find a way, but currently, Dayan Temple has only three people
However, it is essential to first organize the knowledge acquired by this body
The Marquis of Wei is the lord of a commandery, and his orders are difficult to defy. Even if one were to flee to another region, it would likely be fraught with difficulties.
After the two characters are formed, the clarity no longer supports, the smoke dissipates, leaving only the two characters unmoving, floating in the mind, each resembling a living being, allowing one to understand their meaning at a glance
Xie Xiang sat upright, chewing slowly and savoring each bite. Occasionally, a cough escaped, yet a faint blush appeared on his face, accompanied by a subtle joy that filled the atmosphere. Although the dinner was quiet, it exuded a sense of warmth.
"Lu Bo, I know what you are worried about, but think about it. "Xie Xiang said with a faint smile, "If there is no senior brother, do we still have hope for this temple?"
"Lu Bo, please do not persuade me any further. After a while, take my fine gold bracelet, sell it, and it should fetch at least a hundred taels of silver. Perhaps I can use that as a bribe to see if I can avoid this situation. If that truly does not work, I will abandon this ancestral temple and follow my senior brother to another place; there will always be a way to survive"
The meal consists of smoked meat, carp, green vegetables, and tofu, along with three dishes and one soup. Although the ingredients are quite simple and there are no elaborate seasonings, the flavors are exceptionally delicious
According to the rules of this world, in the side hall, there is a five-foot long dining table. Wang Cunyue and Xie Xiang sit on either side. Although Lu Ren is the most important person in the observatory, he cannot sit at the table at this moment, as it is against the rules
Wang Cunye has been quietly listening to the conversation, secretly lamenting: "Wang Cunye, what virtue or ability do you possess to have such a junior sister?"
No matter how difficult it may be, as long as it is not a situation of certain death, there is still a chance
The remnants of the Wheel of Reincarnation have transformed into a divine tortoise shell, which possesses extraordinary abilities to foresee fortune and misfortune. Black signifies calamity, while white represents good fortune; a mixture of black and white indicates a blend of both fortune and misfortune.
Lu Ren was originally said to be a great chef. He was saved by Xie Cheng, and being a man of integrity, he chose to follow Xie Cheng closely. Even now, although he has fallen into misfortune within the court, he remains unwilling to leave.
The tone is indeed very resolute
At dinner, the bronze lamp emits a soft glow
In other words, it is the projection of the rules
Wang Cunye felt a surge of joy in his heart; he did not expect that the tortoise shell would also undergo such a transformation, which was simply a culmination and refinement of his previous cultivation.
At the first session, heroes gathered like clouds, and there were numerous individuals entering the city to receive orders. However, now it is already the third session, and both of the previous sessions have been completely annihilated, resulting in a small number of participants this time. Consequently, the Marquis of Wei has issued a strict order that within Ancheng County, every temple and monastery must send forth one person; otherwise, the temple or monastery will be confiscated.
Wang Cunye did not continue listening, quietly drifting away, while memories flipped through his mind
The tortoise shell before him indicated that this journey was extremely perilous, almost a situation of certain death. Although Wang Cunye was prepared, he could not help but feel a sinking sensation in his heart upon seeing this
The tortoise shell, stained with fresh blood, emitted a buzzing sound, absorbing all the blood within it. Moments later, a black and white aura began to emerge.
At this moment, the moon was not visible, and the cold stars dotted the vast sky, illuminating the boundless earth. Wang Cunyue carefully sensed his body; it still had some foundation, but was somewhat malnourished. Although there was a faint internal energy, it was difficult to be of significant use.
How many years has it been since I felt this way, the feeling of family gathering together for a meal, it is truly very, very wonderful. However, at this moment, Wang Cunye could not afford to be sentimental; the need for body reconstruction created a great hunger, and he was eating heartily.
Once this character was formed, it immediately radiated brilliance and emitted a strange sound. Wang Cunye felt a jolt in his heart, as if the mysteries contained within this character flowed through him, and he instantly comprehended them all.
Wang Cunye nodded and then went out. Upon reaching the corridor outside the hall, he paused for a moment.
The Marquis of Wei hosted a grand banquet in the city, inviting heroes from all over the world to prevent this matter.
The more I look, the more I frown
Wang Cunye looked at these, a moment of inspiration flashed through his mind, yet he felt it was not urgent enough. After a brief moment, he made up his mind, simply turned his hand and called out: "Come here!"
Having just recovered from an injury, he was suddenly struck again, causing his vision to darken momentarily. Nevertheless, he managed to endure without fainting. Not daring to be negligent, he wiped his injured arm with one hand, revealing large patches of fresh blood, which he evenly smeared across the black turtle shell.
Miss ... ... "Lu Ren called out but fell silent, feeling quite sad in his heart
He placed the turtle shell on the table, found a small knife, hesitated for a moment, and then with a "shh" sound, he cut into his own arm, and blood immediately gushed out