Chapter 168 Magical Powers
Chapter 168 Magical Powers
The next moment, Song Jinglun's face suddenly turned pale.
An extremely terrifying thought came into his mind, causing him to shrink his neck subconsciously, as if the view outside the car window was not a bright spring day, but a continuous, cold and damp rain in late spring, seeping into his bones and freezing the young man to death.
"This is a scene that will never be repeated..."
The Supervisor smiled slightly, looked at his apprentice, and said, "Do you think that the reason why His Majesty decided to move the capital is actually to sacrifice the entire Wangjing City to the gods in exchange for the will of heaven?"
Song Jinglun's face turned completely pale, his eyes were filled with shock and confusion, he kept biting his lips and refused to say a word.
Although he and Jianzheng were in a master-disciple relationship, he was well aware that this relationship was not solid. The prerequisite for maintaining this relationship was that both parties did not lose power and could rely on each other for support.
"It's OK."
The supervisor said in a gentle voice: "At least you know how to keep your mouth shut."
As he spoke, he patted Song Jinglun on the shoulder, telling his apprentice to calm down a little and not to be so nervous anymore.
Then he smiled a little more gently, and said in a soothing tone: "In the thousand years of the Qin Dynasty, there are countless dirty things. Since you have entered the Imperial Observatory, you will inevitably have to deal with these things. The most important thing is not to keep your mouth shut."
Song Jinglun bowed his head respectfully to show that he was accepting instruction, and asked, "Master, what is the most important thing?"
The warden looked at him, narrowed his eyes, and said word by word: "Don't be regarded as someone with ulterior motives."
Song Jinglun buried his head even lower.
This is easy to say but extremely difficult to do, because he is not a eunuch living in the palace who can just close his eyes and pretend that he saw nothing.
As the first disciple of the director of the Imperial Observatory, he was inevitably exposed to the secrets hidden in the dark corners and encountered the most shameful things in the Qin Empire...For some reason, the fear in his heart gradually faded when he thought about this, and was replaced by an indescribable excitement.
"I understand... No, I will do it."
Song Jinglun raised his head, looked at the supervisor, and said seriously: "Before that, please take care of me, Master."
The supervisor smiled and said, "Since I have accepted you as my apprentice, I should shoulder this responsibility. Don't worry too much."
"Besides, doesn't your master still have you at the forefront now?"
His voice was kind and gentle: "As long as I don't die too hastily, you will have room for error."
Song Jinglun didn't know what to say for a moment.
Ever since he stepped into Wangjing City, he felt that the Supervisor seemed like a different person. He was no longer cold, lonely and quiet. He inexplicably exuded a strong curiosity and developed a new interest in the whole world.
He wanted to describe this curiosity as naive, but when he looked at the old face of the supervisor, he felt that these two words were extremely awkward.
The carriage was still moving, passing through the long street all the way to the old imperial city.
It was late spring and the weather was sunny. The scenery of Wangjing was just right and there were naturally many people walking on the street.
Perhaps it was because the carriage couldn't go too fast, or perhaps it was because the noise and cheers disturbed their rest, the supervisor unexpectedly spoke more.
"Have the elders in your family ever discussed supernatural powers with you?"
Song Jinglun shook his head and said, "No, just let me look through the relevant books and learn a little bit so that I won't be blinded by what I see."
The Supervisor said, "Cultivation is divided into three realms and seven stages. Why are Dong Zhen, Gui Yi and Yu Hua the realms, and the others the stages?"
Song Jinglun was stunned, not because the question was too difficult to answer, but because it was too easy to answer.
This is something that every practitioner keeps in mind when they first embark on the path.
He did not remain stunned for too long, and soon gave an impeccable answer, which was almost word for word the same as what was written in the enlightenment texts of cultivation. The gist of it was that each realm was a watershed that could bring unimaginable changes to the practitioner, which was completely different from the stage of nourishing the spirit and paying attention to the intention.
"Will Yang Shen Cheng Yi not bring about changes for you?"
The Supervisor smiled and said, "If the true transformation of the cave must wait until the unity, why did the predecessors put the nourishment of the spirit and the acceptance of the intention in the middle?"
Song Jinglun humbly asked, "Why?"
The supervisor said: "It is for the moment when the flowers bloom and bear fruit."
Having said this, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
After a slight sound, the people who were blocking the carriage, whether they were ordinary people or dignitaries, all walked to the side unconsciously, as if they had become puppets, being manipulated by others.
The most miraculous thing is that during the entire process, there was not the slightest fluctuation in the vital energy of heaven and earth; everything happened so naturally.
If someone were to look down upon this place from a high altitude, they would be able to see that the carriage was like a sword, and the crowds of people would all retreat in front of the sword's tip.
Song Jinglun said solemnly: "Is this... a magical power?"
The Supervisor nodded and said, "After you have reached the extreme of the two stages of nourishing the spirit and accepting the mind, and then have great luck and great opportunities when you step into the state of unity, you can achieve supernatural powers."
It was not until this moment that Song Jinglun learned the secret, and his expression was complicated.
The Supervisor continued, "Only by achieving supernatural powers can one have the possibility of refining the Dao field. If you make even one step wrong, there is no going back."
Song Jinglun was silent for a moment, then asked, "Is it true that... only a few people know about the magical powers and the dojo?"
"Yes."
The Supervisor smiled and said, "Supernatural powers are the perfect combination of practitioners and techniques, and the Dojo takes this as a prerequisite to go a step further. Ninety-nine percent of the practitioners in the world have no hope of such an opportunity, so why would they need to know such a supreme thing and waste their own practice?"
Song Jinglun's eyes became brighter as he thought of a possibility.
The supervisor said, "You guessed right."
Hearing these words, Song Jinglun's head suddenly buzzed, and he was so happy that he couldn't help himself and his whole body was shaking.
The supervisor looked at him like this and felt a little sad, as he couldn't quite remember whether he looked like this in the past.
"Want to know?"
"what?"
"The magical powers of the most amazing people in the world today."
"……think."
After hesitating for a while, Song Jinglun finally nodded and admitted it.
The Supervisor suppressed his smile and said, "Your Majesty's magical power..."
Before he finished speaking, Song Jinglun's eyes were already wide open, and his surprise had not yet turned into fear.
The supervisor continued, “I don’t know either.”
The carriage was silent.
Song Jinglun slowly calmed down and realized that the clothes on his back had already been wet with sweat, making him feel uncomfortable.
The supervisor acted as if he hadn't seen anything and said calmly, "Don't panic when something happens."
After a long silence, Song Jinglun nodded.
The Supervisor continued, "Master Daoxiu's magical power is called the Palm of Heaven and Earth. It is said that when this magical power is activated, the end of the world can be just a few feet away, and a distance of ten thousand miles is only three inches in the palm of your hand."
Song Jinglun didn't expect him to continue talking. He was surprised, but listened carefully.
The Supervisor said, "The magical power of the man in the wheelchair at Yishui is called infinite intention. The Tianming Sect leader who died not long ago suppressed the magic sect for nearly a hundred years with the world in the pot. The abbot of Qingjing Temple has been supporting the Taoist sect by himself with the help of Baojing. The three questions of the abbot of Changle Temple can awaken spiritual wisdom."
Every practitioner mentioned in the conversation was at the Yuhua realm, the strongest person standing at the highest point in the world. Song Jinglun listened very carefully. Even though he only heard a name, he could use it to imagine the mystery and the scenery of the dojo created by this magical power.
From a certain perspective, this is the destination that all practitioners in the world dream of, the end of the path of practice.
How can I not be fascinated when I have the opportunity to know these things?
Song Jinglun was immersed in this emotion and couldn't help imagining that he would enter the state of unity in the future. If he was lucky enough to achieve supernatural powers, what kind of magical powers would be used for and what name should he give it?
At this moment, the supervisor suddenly laughed and said something lightly.
"Gu Zhuo has already done it."
"what?"
Song Jinglun woke up in confusion and asked, "What?"
The supervisor admired his expression at this time, smiled playfully, and said slowly: "I mean, Gu Zhuo has already cultivated magical powers."
Song Jinglun felt like he was struck by lightning.
It didn't make any sense. He once again recalled Lin Qianshui's rejection. His heart felt empty as if it had been emptied out. He didn't even have the energy to be angry.
……
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Yes, Gu Zhuo developed supernatural powers at the moment he broke through Dong Zhen.
This is the summary and half-conclusion of the senior masters in the current spiritual world regarding his invincible performance at the Cihang Temple Dharma Assembly.
The main reason why it was only half-concluded was that Her Royal Highness the Princess did not nod in affirmation, so everyone dared not make any rash decisions, for fear of being considered as intentionally stirring up a storm and doing something of flattery to the point of killing.
Secondly, no one knows what this magical power is. Even if you search through all the ancient books, you won't find anything. It really proves what Yu Sheng said that it has never happened before. In order to avoid the second half of the sentence, you should be very careful with this matter.
In a sense, all the sects and forces in the world today are quite secretive about the name Gu Zhuo.
Gu Zhuo didn't care at all, because he had always been like this.
The sky in Wangjing was clear and the weather was just right, so he should have gone out. However, he was sitting in the yard, quietly basking in the sun.
This was of course due to the reminder from the official of the Imperial Observatory three days ago.
Gu Zhuo doesn't like to make things difficult for others, so it's normal for him to accept advice. What's more, this weather... really makes people drowsy.
After two lifetimes as a human being, no matter how youthful his body is, he is no longer young in essence.
Perhaps for this reason, Ye Yilan, who was still a little girl, did not feel awkward at all when she poured tea for him. She did it very naturally, not much different from taking care of the elders at home, and she even felt a bit of attachment.
"Brother, when are you going to leave this time?"
Gu Zhuo didn't open his eyes either, and said lazily, "It's time to go."
No matter how you look at it, these are useless words, but Ye Yilan's eyes brightened when she heard them.
The little girl thought that such a casual attitude might be the key to the fact that senior brother had a calm mind and was the best among his peers in terms of realm?
Gu Zhuo said: "Don't let your imagination run wild, and don't imitate my speech."
Ye Yilan was slightly startled and asked curiously: "What will happen if I learn this?"
"If I learn..."
Gu Zhuo pried open his eyelids, feeling the beautiful warmth of spring, and admonished: "There will definitely be many people who want to beat you up in the future."
Ye Yilan opened her eyes wide and thought, that shouldn’t be the case, right?
Gu Zhuo said: "One of the most annoying things is to say something half-heartedly in a pretentious way."
Ye Yilan frowned and said worriedly, "Then, Senior Brother, aren't you afraid?"
Gu Zhuo's tone was matter-of-fact: "I'm not pretending to be profound."
Ye Yilan was stunned.
Gu Zhuo felt the sun was too hot, so he stood up and walked into the house. Before he could even have a cup of tea, a servant came with new news.
Or trouble.
Officials from the Imperial Observatory came to visit.
In view of the good relationship in the past, after finishing the cup of tea, Gu Zhuo stood up and followed the Ye family's servant to the reception room to meet the official.
The matter was actually not complicated. The Supervisor personally went to Wangjing to inspect the old imperial city formation. In order to do things meticulously, he inevitably saw Gu Zhuo's name.
Even though someone reminded him that the pass token came from the eldest princess, the supervisor still did not change his mind. He just smiled and said to go through the process.
Things have come to this point, and no matter how much the local officials in Wangjing want to protect him, they have to take this journey in the end.
"Do not worry."
The official consoled him, "It's just a few casual questions. The supervisor is just doing his job impartially. It's okay."
Gu Zhuo responded calmly, thinking to himself how many problems in this world are caused by the word impartiality?
……
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When we met, the spring day was already setting.
Since the Qin Dynasty moved its capital, the old imperial city in Wangjing was like taking off the dignified and heavy gorgeous palace skirt and removing the heavy makeup on its face, revealing its original beautiful face.
The pavilions seem to be immersed in clear water, and the numerous palaces are like distant mountains, but what they exude is not aloofness and remoteness, but a touch of desolation after the flowers have fallen.
This kind of desolation does not have the slightest sense of shabbyness, but rather the tranquility after great ups and downs, and one remains calm and composed despite wind and rain.
Many times, Gu Zhuo felt that his encounter with Wang Jing was never accidental, but just a destiny that happened sooner or later.
"I've wanted to see you for a long time."
The Supervisor said, “Even if this incident hadn’t happened, if I had known you were here before I left Wangjing, I would have taken the initiative to meet you.”
Gu Zhuo said calmly: "There is a fundamental difference between meeting for business and for personal reasons."
The supervisor smiled and said, "Then I will first apologize to you here."
Gu Zhuo shook his head and said, "Rather than an apology, I would rather not hear that apology."
Hearing this, the supervisor sighed helplessly and turned his gaze to the distant sky.
Under the slanting sunlight of spring, the white clouds are covered with a layer of soft golden color, which is very comfortable.
"Tell me more about it."
His voice became serious and heavy: "Why have you been so close to the core of the Old Imperial City's formation in recent days? This cannot be a mistake, so there is no need for us to beat around the bush."
Behind the two of them, there were several officials from the Astronomical Survey Department watching, and Song Jinglun was bending over his desk, writing down every word of the conversation.
Gu Zhuo did not choose to answer immediately, but asked a question in return.
"What if I refuse to answer?"
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(End of this chapter)