Chapter 117 The old Wutong tree helped me to "reveal"
Chapter 117 The old Wutong tree helped me to "reveal" (asking for monthly tickets)
For a normal convoy to return from Yingtian Prefecture to Jiangning Prefecture, it would first have to take the water route, then cross the mountain road, and then take the official road. Including the time for rest at night, it would usually take two or three days.
Xu Qing is already a grandmaster of internal organ training, so naturally there is no need for him to go through so much trouble.
Moreover, this time when he returns, he also plans to try out how much his physical strength and endurance will change after practicing martial arts.
Xu Qing chose a remote route, which mainly involved crossing mountains and ridges. After leaving Yingtian Prefecture, there was a section of waterway.
Xu Qing took the blood and qi elixirs prepared for him by Danxi Weng and some pills to replenish his physical strength, as well as some fresh water, and took his feathered sword and peach wood sword, and took the badge of the Inspectorate of the Censorate, and left Tianjing City under the cover of night.
He walked along the lake for a while, and then there was a waterway of two or three miles ahead.
At this time, the white moon shines brightly and the bright river casts a shadow.
Xu Qing came to the water's edge and said silently: "Draw the sword."
A peach wood sword appeared and floated on the water.
Xu Qing took a breath, and his body swelled up a lot. His sleeves also bulged out, and his arms spread out, just like Feng Xu riding the wind.
After sliding for a distance, when he was about to fall, the peach wood sword happened to be under his feet. He lightly tapped it and used the force to slide forward again.
"Dharma crossed the river on a reed, just like this."
Xu Qing crossed the water with a sword, just like crossing the river with a reed.
It was a two or three mile long waterway, and Xu Qing was halfway there. As he was not familiar with it, his breathing became disordered and he fell into the water.
After this, Xu Qing didn't show up for a long time.
He could still breathe through his pores in the water, which was a good opportunity for him to practice the Bagua Youshen Palm technique. He used the internal energy of the Zang organs to feel the water flow, and his body was like an arrow shot from a bow, breaking through the water and moving forward.
The peach wood sword sped along the water surface, drawing a water line.
After an unknown amount of time, Xu Qing finally emerged from the water. He used the skill of Hua Jin to step on water just above his knees and walked ashore. While sheathing the peach wood sword, he used Hua Jin. In a moment, all the water droplets, water plants and other debris on his body fell off, and there were also some fish, shrimps and lake crabs.
My body feels refreshed again.
"When I first started practicing, I was always not very skilled. Fortunately, I didn't bring my female master with me. Next time, when I am more proficient, I will let her see what a land immortal is." Xu Qing thought to himself.
After all, he was a cautious person and chose to return to Jiangning Prefecture alone, without even taking the Fire Cloud Horse.
Naturally, people in later generations would never be able to know about his dark history.
Even if there is, it is slanderous words that are fabricated out of nothing.
Trying to find faults in him.
After Xu Qing got ashore, he took a short rest, opened the waterproof oilcloth package, took out the pills and took them. This operation just now was quite exhausting.
No wonder the legendary immortals and Buddhas always bring mounts when they go out.
If you travel by yourself, firstly, you will lose face, and secondly, using your magical powers will consume your own magic power.
Under the power of practicing Zang-transforming Jin, the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound penetrated deep into the internal organs and transformed the medicinal power into the body in a moment. Xu Qing exhaled another breath of turbid air, and his body became full of energy again.
For experts in organ training, as long as they carry with them things that replenish their blood and energy, their physical strength and endurance will be truly astonishing.
If he escapes to the mountains and rivers or the vast ocean, even an army of 100,000 will not be able to catch him.
The innate holy body of a special forces soldier?
Xu Qing smiled secretly.
He rested for a while and started to cross the mountains.
During this period, Xu Qing finally realized what it meant to walk through dangers with ease. Moreover, he still had his spirit to control the peach wood sword, so when he encountered particularly steep places, he could easily pass through them with the help of the peach wood sword and the feathered sword.
In the second half of the night, Xu Qing arrived at the foot of Jinguang Temple.
After taking the elixir and restoring his energy and blood, Xu Qing slowly walked up the mountain, easily entered the Jinguang Temple, and arrived outside the old monk's meditation room.
"Donor Gu, since you have issued a declaration of war, why are you so impatient?" The door of the Zen room opened without wind.
Yan Kong appeared at the door and exclaimed "Ah".
His old face turned red.
Why is it Xu Qing?
All of a sudden, the image of a sage was shattered.
Xu Qing looked at the old monk with a broken face, suppressed his smile, and said, "Master, you have good hearing."
Yan Kong coughed, "Congratulations!"
How could he have imagined that the master of internal exercises who could go to Jinguang Temple at this time would be Xu Qing.
I was careless. Next time I encounter this kind of situation, I will just ask the Great Power Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva to serve me.
Fortunately, it was Xu Qing. If it was a master from another sect, it would be so embarrassing and damage the image of Jinguang Temple if the news got out.
They came out to open halls, oh no, to build temples, face is the most important thing!
Xu Qing: "I'm still not as good as the old abbot in terms of subtle perception. I tried my best to collect my energy and blood and eliminate all noise, but you still heard it."
Yan Kong: "This is the divine power of the Buddha's heavenly ears. This old monk only knows a little bit about it and was lucky enough to hear a little bit of the noise. I thought such a powerful person must be a master of internal organs. Then I thought about the recent events and thought it was Gu Wuji from the Zhengang Sect."
Xu Qing smiled slightly: "Master, you are calm and composed. It seems that you are quite confident in this bet."
Yan Kong: "It is not easy for monks to fight. The stakes are too high and they are too aggressive. I have no choice but to fight back."
A master of dirty tricks, as long as he concentrates on assassinating, is enough to cause unrest in the Jinguang Temple.
Therefore, choosing to fight back is already a better way to deal with it.
Unless the old monk doesn’t have to consider Jinguang Temple.
Therefore, throughout the dynasties, people have always been on guard against and appeased those who have no worries and no weaknesses, and will not easily force them to death.
As for the sons of good families with families and careers, they are excellent sources of soldiers and tax bases in any situation, and are the foundation of the dynasty.
The more people of this kind there are, the stronger the dynasty's potential will be, and the country's strength will continue to rise.
Xu Qing: "Master Yankong, who do you think is behind this person?"
Yan Kong: "He went south and challenged many sects. He never met an opponent along the way. His power has been built up. It stands to reason that he would pick a fight with a larger sect in Nanzhili. After all, although my small temple is the Southern Sect of the Great Zen Temple, it is also a small sect and has never been famous for martial arts. I am not very famous in the martial arts world. So it is false that he is looking for trouble with me. He is probably coming for you."
Xu Qing nodded gently, "I think so too. But I am currently focusing on the provincial examination, so I won't worry about these things for now. The gambling day happens to be after the provincial examination, so I will come over and take a look. It will be clear who is behind the scenes."
He said this, but he probably guessed it in his heart.
There are only a few forces in Southern Zhili that can command a master of internal medicine.
Marquis Wuding and Eunuch Zhao are now trying their best to curry favor with Old Taishan, so there is no need to cause trouble for Xu Qing.
So there is only one truth...
In his heart, Gu Wuji had dared to be the knife in someone else's hand, and had been sentenced to death by Xu Qing. No matter who won or lost with Yan Kong, Xu Qing would not keep this person.
When his spirit emerges and he practices martial arts, we will congratulate him for passing the provincial examination as a master of martial arts.
In this way, Gu Wuji is worthy of his status as a master of internal organs training.
Xu Qing had just practiced Zang and had a conversation with Danxi Weng, when inspiration came to him.
Since he was already here, he pulled the old monk aside to discuss philosophy.
Yan Kong couldn't refuse, so he had to accompany Xu Qinglun.
After much discussion, Xu Qing discovered that the old monk's theoretical skills were not as good as those of Danxi Weng.
"Master, are you hiding something from me?" Xu Qing said bluntly.
Yan Kong moved his rosary beads with an innocent look on his face. "Most of the credit for this old monk's current cultivation comes from the relics of Grandmaster Hongyue. So, I know the facts but not the reasons. But Xu Sanyuan's advice just now gave this old monk a sense of enlightenment."
Having said this, he bowed deeply.
Xu Qing's face twitched.
It's over, he has been fleeced.
Xu Qing coughed, "Then I won't bother you, Master. Let's prepare for our own things. On the ninth day of the ninth month, I will come to watch the battle in person and see your magical powers."
"good."
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Xu Qing went down the mountain in shame and had to admit that he had lost in the attempt to fleece the sheep this time.
The old monk is indeed a powerful enemy.
Fa Yue's methods are far less sophisticated and shameless than the old monk's. No wonder he has not been able to get to the top yet.
When Xu Qing returned, it was already morning. Although he had not slept the whole night and had a discussion with Yan Kong, he still did not feel tired.
Zhou knew that he was back, and came to see him with a slightly pregnant belly.
"Aunt, you should have a good rest." Xu Qing greeted her hurriedly.
It turned out that after stopping the practice of the Crane Shape Technique and combining it with the medicinal soup from the Jinguang Temple, Li Gongyu's efforts made Zhou and the newly bought burly concubine both pregnant.
For Li Gongyu, his aunt's pregnancy was a good thing, otherwise Zhou would have made him work harder in order to have many children.
If this continues, Li Gongyu, who was just promoted to Qianzong, will become depressed.
When other people get promoted and become rich, they all have beautiful wives and concubines, but when it comes to him, the picture is different!
Moreover, Zhou planned to buy a few concubines who were good at bearing children, so that Li Gongyu could work harder. The reason was simple: in this era, it was easy for children to die young, so while Li Gongyu was still alive, he should have more children.
Qing'er is still young, and he will grow up into a successful businessman in the future. The boys from the Li family will be able to go in and help him out when the time comes.
After all, using outsiders is certainly not as safe and reliable as these "relatives by marriage".
Zhou: "Thanks to the tonics you sent me, I am feeling much better now. I am not feeling any discomfort. I thought you would wait until you passed the provincial examination before coming back, how come you came back so soon? Did something happen over there?" She was a little worried.
"Which way?" Xu Qing didn't understand what Zhou said for a moment.
"Miss Feng."
“Oh, Miss Feng and I are fine, don’t worry, auntie.”
"That's good. His father is now the Inspector of Eight Prefectures, a very high-ranking official. If he has a bad temper, you should give in to him. Be patient for a few years, and our Qing'er will pass the imperial examination and come back with a straight face. Naturally, he will be able to stand tall at home." Zhou still felt that her nephew might have come back because he was upset.
Moreover, she had watched too many plays and always felt that the Inspector-General was the Inspector-General of the Eight Prefectures, who had the Imperial Sword and could execute first and report later.
In fact, the power of the Inspector-General was certainly not that exaggerated.
Xu Qing's mouth twitched, and he complained in his heart: "Your nephew is now a master of practicing internal organs, and his spirit is about to reveal itself. Why are you afraid of his family?"
Zhou's words made Xu Qing suspect that he was a gigolo.
But Xu Qing was not angry, because he knew that Zhou was really doing this for his own good.
People like him now have an elder who can nag them by his side, which actually makes him feel warm in his heart.
Even an emperor who is alone will often be nice to the wet nurses around him.
Because it’s lonely at the top, every bit of warmth is worth cherishing.
No matter how much of a power-seeking monster one is, he doesn't want to be without someone who truly cares about him around him.
"Aunt, don't worry. Mr. Feng and Miss Feng are both very kind people. You will understand when you meet them."
"Hey, please don't introduce us when the time comes. She's such a big figure, and the girl's mother is the legitimate daughter of Taicang Zhou. That's a great family with a history of thousands of years, and it has produced several ministers and prime ministers." Zhou couldn't help feeling worried when she heard what Xu Qing said.
Xu Qing knew that Zhou's condition was caused by watching too many operas.
The aristocratic families of this dynasty, taken individually, are not that scary.
The power of scholars in the Great Yu Dynasty was stronger than that of the previous dynasty, but more dispersed. To put it bluntly, the former noble families had manors and fortresses, and they monopolized official careers through Confucian classics, and they were definitely small princes.
Nowadays all the nobles have to take the imperial examinations.
Moreover, without the monopoly of Confucian classics, ordinary people would also have the opportunity to take the imperial examinations and pass them as Jinshi, so it would naturally be difficult for them to form a strong personal dependence on officialdom.
But how can ordinary people distinguish these?
Although officials and powerful people are weaker than before, they are still the kings of the place in the eyes of ordinary people.
Xu Qing thought to himself, if even my aunt is like this, what about ordinary people?
It seems that the difficulty of helping the government to "change rice to mulberry" this time is greater than imagined.
Xu Qing felt that this was a good thing. If it were easy, the people above him would think he was dispensable, and then Xu Qing would be in real danger.
Xu Qing chatted with Zhou for a while, then returned to the Wutong courtyard and told outsiders not to disturb them.
He slept soundly.
During this period, County Magistrate Zheng came but was turned away.
He was turned away, but he didn't dare to get angry.
County Magistrate Zheng had already received the news that Lord Wu had been appointed as the prefect of Jinyang Prefecture, and he was so frightened that he dared not resign.
He was afraid that his resignation would displease Master Xu and that he would be punished when he returned home.
Although he was a juren, he was already a member of a branch of the family, and there were too many high-ranking officials in northern Zhili. Although a juren could bully the local people, he had no nobles behind him and could not have the confidence to challenge the local officials.
What's more, Lord Wu was promoted from the Inspector General of Southern Zhili to the prefect of the local Zhili Prefecture. His resume was so brilliant that many second-class Jinshi had to avoid him when they saw him.
County Magistrate Zheng no longer cared about the Duke of Wei's Mansion at this time. He only hoped that Master Xu would be kind enough to give him a way to live.
Moreover, Master Xu was able to arrange for Lord Wu to be the prefect in his hometown, which made his methods even more terrifying. He now suspected that the power behind Master Xu was even more terrifying than that of the Duke of Wei's Mansion.
In order to target him, a small county magistrate, they actually transferred the Southern Zhili Inspector to his hometown, Jinyang Prefecture.
This is like using a butcher knife to kill earthworms, right?
County Magistrate Zheng even wondered what qualifications he had to have.
After much thought, it can only be a matter of "changing rice to mulberry". Mr. Xu can use him, so he needs his full cooperation.
Who knew that even after he offered himself to Mr. Xu for bed, Mr. Xu still didn't want to sleep.
This made County Magistrate Zheng very nervous and he couldn't sleep well the whole night.
It's a nightmare even with my eyes closed.
The concubine of County Magistrate Zheng heard her master mumbling to himself in the middle of the night, "Fame and fortune have ruined me."
She couldn't help cursing in her heart: "Scholars are just hypocritical."
After scolding, she quickly helped the master to sleep, showing her gentleness and consideration, with the highest emotional value.
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At night, Xu Qing woke up feeling refreshed.
He was not in a hurry to visualize his spirit, but came to the courtyard. It was already autumn, but the old sycamore tree was still full of vitality. Tonight was a full moon.
He suddenly remembered that today was Mid-Autumn Festival.
However, Zhou always took Xu Qing's affairs seriously. Seeing that Xu Qing was going to retreat, she did not make a fuss to invite Xu Qing to celebrate the festival, and even ordered the people at home not to make a fuss.
Whenever Mr. Li wanted to listen to a song, he had to go outside.
Zhou knew that the family's wealth and prosperity depended on Qing'er. Therefore, in her eyes, Qing'er's affairs were more important than anything else, and the child in her belly had to be put a little bit behind.
Xu Qing came to between the old sycamore tree and the ancient well.
After practicing Zang, his perception became sharper.
Originally, when his soul dived into the ground, he would encounter evil spirits and would find it difficult to go deeper.
Now, with the subtle perception of Lian Zang, I have a new understanding of the geomantic veins of Wutong Courtyard.
There is dragon energy in Yingtian Prefecture, and deep beneath the ground of this Wutong courtyard, there seems to be a restless fire.
This feeling is a special perception formed by the fur on the surface of his body.
How should I put it? After training the internal organs, one becomes mysteriously sensitive to the Qi of the Five Elements.
Since the courtyard can grow such a rare species as the old phoenix tree, it makes sense that the ground veins are strange.
This feeling was too subtle, like an illusion. Xu Qing did not understand it in depth for the time being.
He has lived in this hospital for a long time and nothing has ever happened to him. Everything has been going smoothly for him.
This is his treasure land.
There's no need to be overly suspicious over a little strange perception.
What's more, the black energy of destiny has not changed.
He put aside all distractions and started practicing Tiger-Crane Double Form Fist.
This is a boxing technique that combines the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist with the Crane Form Technique, combining both hardness and softness.
Xu Qing performed it at the level of internal organs training, with yin and yang, hardness and softness, blending into one. At the same time, the tiger and leopard thunder sound came from the five internal organs, from the inside out, mobilizing the tendons, bones, muscles, skin and fur, and vibrating the qi and blood in the whole body.
In the yard, the coolness of autumn was swept away.
At the same time, the old phoenix tree continued to condense moonlight, and its own yin energy was released, blending with Xu Qing's breath.
One person, one tree, one movement, one stillness.
The flow of Qi is like a Tai Chi.
All things bear yin and embrace yang, and the energy is in harmony.
If there is a Taoist master whose soul leaves the body and goes outside the yard, he will find a black and white illusion appearing in the Wutong Courtyard.
The qi of Xu Qing and the old Wutong tree turned into two twisted yin and yang fish, entwined with each other.
Xu Qing was completely absorbed in the moment.
His own energy, blood, and thoughts all went to the center of the Yin-Yang fish.
At some point, in the Yin-Yang Tai Chi illusion, a towering paulownia tree stood tall, bathed in moonlight and blazing with flames.
If someone comes here, they will definitely find that the old sycamore tree has actually revealed its "soul".
But the strange thing is that the old tree's soul is slow in thinking, and its understanding of the world is confused and ignorant, just like a newborn baby!
"Concentrate your energy and become gentle, like a baby."
Xu Qingyi seemed to have turned into a baby, forgetting all his worries and sorrows.
People follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, the heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.
Under the influence of the old paulownia tree, he passively entered into the wonderful realm of Tao following nature.
At some point, Xu Qing "woke up".
He felt his mind and soul were extremely refreshed, as if he had taken a bath. There was a breeze blowing around him and the bright moon caressing him. He felt indescribably comfortable and enjoyable.
His soul became stronger and stronger, more and more solid, and finally reached a critical point of breakthrough.
He whispered slowly,
"The old Wutong tree helped me to 'reveal'!"
(End of this chapter)