When the old beggar saw this, his eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and then he smiled and said, "Since you don't have any other treasures, I think you are destined to be mine. It would be a pity if you don't practice with your muscles and bones. I will exchange with you."
As he said this, he quickly stuffed the martial arts book into Chen Sheng's hands and took the golden glass bead.
"Old beggar, I'm keeping an eye on you."
The old beggar grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. He didn't continue chatting, turned around and walked into an alley, found a rough place to lie down.
"Chief, you won't be fooled. What good things can a beggar have? This martial art must be fake." Someone frowned slightly and asked doubtfully.
"It shouldn't be. I've heard that Liu Bao had such a book of martial arts. The paper of the book is the same and very strange. Liu Bao snatched it from a commoner. Many people saw it. I've also seen it. There's no doubt that the paper is correct." A strong man said.
"Should we rob that old beggar? He might have other treasures on him." Someone said with a fierce look in his eyes.
"No need. That old beggar should not be an ordinary person. There is no need to have a conflict with him." Chen Sheng spoke up to stop him.
"The Hundred Calamities of Immortality Sutra"
Chen Sheng looked at the technique in his hand, his whole body was shaking, and he kept shouting in his heart: I, Chen Sheng, have finally had a change of fortune. With the technique in hand, I will kill all the beasts and monsters and chop them up for dinner. As expected, I have great luck. I will never die so easily.
Chen Sheng already felt that his luck was about to come.
A broken bead can be exchanged for a manual, which is a good deal. This is his way to become stronger.
Chen Sheng had no intention of leaving immediately.
Although Lushan City is dangerous, it is also a relatively safe place. It is just that one needs to face death at any time. Compared with the outside world, it is no different, but it can give him a place to stay, so that he can practice quietly and become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can he do other things he wants to do and fulfill his ambitions.
The old beggar squatted in the corner, watching Chen Sheng as he prepared to settle down in the city.
There was a meaningful light in his eyes, he grinned and muttered to himself: "Tsk tsk, Chen Sheng, you have the fate of a shit stirrer. You can't escape the fate of a shit stirrer. Wherever you go, you are a celebrity. However, you still lack a piece of meat. If the two meet, it will be a big deal."
After mumbling something, the old beggar lay on the ground and began to snore.
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Another week has passed.
At night, it was dark outside. The clouds in the sky blocked the moon, so that the moonlight could not shine on the ground. The night seemed even deeper and darker.
But at this moment, in Xuanhuang Village, there was a completely different scene.
A large number of villagers gathered in various places in the village, full of surprise and joy.
I only saw that street lamps had been distributed in various areas of the village without knowing when. As night fell, these pillar-like street lamps began to shine brightly. The white light dispelled the darkness around. It was as bright as day, and every detail on the ground could be seen. Even a needle dropped on the ground could be easily found.
There is really no difference from daytime.
Everything in front of you is clearly visible.
The same goes for the streets and houses.
It is many times more effective than the previous lighting using torches and bonfires.
The street lamps made the entire village, all the way to the city wall, clearly visible. Especially the lighthouse set up on the city wall, which illuminated a large area outside the village. It was absolutely impossible for the ferocious beasts to attack at night. As long as they got close, they would be discovered.
Many people expressed joy and pride at the miraculous effect of the Qiming Lantern.
Various exclamations and comments continued to be heard.
"This is the Qiming Lamp. I heard that this is a lamp developed by Master Lu, the head of Tiangong Pavilion. Compared with this, an oil lamp can be thrown directly into the toilet. The Qiming Lamp can illuminate a large area, and there is no weak spot. Wherever it can illuminate, the light is the same."
"I have seen the Qinhuai River lit up all night long. It is called the Qinhuai River that never sleeps, but compared with the Qiming Lantern, it is simply a world of difference. Even at night, under the illumination of the Qiming Lantern, it is no different from daytime. It is incredible. It is said that this was created by combining the means of practice with the original skills. Master Lu was also awarded merit points by the village chief for inventing the Qiming Lantern."
"That's great. With the help of the lantern, we can walk and work just like we did during the day even at night. This saves a lot of time and allows us to continue making various objects."
"In the past, we could do business at night. It was no worse than during the day. I think our village will be very lively at night. We don't have to go to bed early to save lamp oil like before. There would never be such a day like today. This is a scene that was impossible even in the imperial city before. But we can enjoy it."
Many people are proud of their Xuanhuang Village from the bottom of their hearts, and have a strong sense of belonging.
It is this sense of belonging that completely unites everyone's hearts and makes them regard Xuanhuang Village as their only home in this new world.
This cohesive force is the people's heart.
The heart of the people is the will of the people.
The gathering of people's hearts made the luck in the Qiyun Tianchi even more prosperous. The water in the Tianchi almost overflowed completely, and above the Tianchi, it turned into a cloud of luck like mist, which gradually expanded.
Under the light, one can see the people who have been busy all day, chatting and laughing. Many men approach the women and even secretly express their admiration for them.
Although they are still struggling for survival, the attraction between the opposite sex is always indelible.
Many young men and women became familiar with each other and even developed feelings for each other during these days.
Yi Tianxing once said that when you come to the new world, your former relatives have been separated, perhaps separated by miles, and it is difficult for them to meet again in this life. It can be said that everyone is a new beginning. If the previous family relationship can be continued, it is the fate destined by God. If it cannot be continued, there is no need to be sad. Everyone has his own destiny.
This is a new world, a new order has begun.
Everyone, even if they have a family and children before, can still marry and have children again. They can start their lives again and form a new family. Xuanhuang Village recognizes new families and marriages. It also encourages everyone to form new families and build a home together.
Reproducing offspring and passing on the family line are the instincts of the human race that come from their blood.
After experiencing so many days, everyone understood that the chance of seeing their former relatives again was very slim, almost impossible. Moreover, for the villagers who became monks, starting a new family and a new life in a new world was not difficult to accept.
In this new world, men want to reproduce and pass on their family line, while women want to have someone to rely on and feel secure.
In this regard, the emergence of some emotions is understandable.
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In Yi Tianxing's mansion, the morning light had already been used.
There were two lanterns hanging in front of the door, and there were also street lamps in the courtyard, shining brightly.
There are also lanterns placed in every room.
It has been applied to all possible places.
Yi Tianxing came to Cai Yan's door and knocked on it.
"Brother Yi, you're here." Cai Yan opened the door and saw Yi Tianxing holding a bowl of three-fresh blood porridge in his hand. A warm feeling flashed through her heart.
"Since you haven't rested yet at night, I asked Lai He to make a bowl of precious blood porridge. You like to drink this. Drinking a bowl at night can warm your stomach." Yi Tianxing said with a smile, and then they walked in together.
"Yeah!" Cai Yan did not say thank you. There was no need to say thank you between them.
Walk into the room.
It can be seen that there is a desk in front of Cai Yan, on which are placed sheets of snow-white paper, as well as brushes and inkstones. On the papers, one can see that many pages are covered with ink.
"Zhao Ji, you are practicing calligraphy." Yi Tianxing said after seeing it.
"No, I'm copying books." Cai Yan shook her head and said, "I see that there are too few books in the village. Moreover, the number of villagers has increased, and there are also many children. Brother Yi now wants everyone in the village to practice cultivation and become a cultivator. It would be a pity if they don't even know how to read."
"Shao Ji had read most of the books collected by her father before, and she has memorized them now. It just so happens that the village has made white paper, so I asked for some and rewrote the books I had memorized before. This will prevent me from forgetting them and losing them in the future."
Cai Yan had this idea before. Now that the conditions were met, she naturally wanted to implement the idea.
When Yi Tianxing heard this, he was shocked, and then he was overjoyed. The records about Cai Yan emerged in his mind. She had been knowledgeable and had a good memory since she was a child. She could remember everything she had read. When she was a child, she had read all the books collected by her father.
Many of the ancient books in it have been lost in modern times.
Now there is a chance to rewrite it. This has extraordinary significance for the entire Xuanhuang Village.
What is human civilization? It is words and books. Books are the crystallization of wisdom. Every book embodies extraordinary wisdom.
What Xuanhuang Village needs most now is also the inheritance of knowledge.
But without books, all this is in vain.
If Cai Yan could copy a large number of ancient books, it would be of great significance to the growth of the entire village.
This is the inheritance of civilization.
"Good, great. Zhao Ji's action has made an indelible contribution to the entire village. It is a great joy to be able to pass on the wisdom of the sages. I will put the copied books in the Sutra Library so that everyone can see them." (To be continued.)