"Oh?" Lu Sheng was overjoyed, he didn't expect to try it casually, and he could actually come into contact with Taoism from this line.
He quickly asked again: "I don't know where the elder's teacher is now? Can you let him also pass on the Taoism to this son?"
He asked this straightforwardly, Wuyouzi felt helpless.
The sect he was born in is a remote sect called Qinghe Dao. Legend has it that the patriarch was born in an uncertain religion and learned the skill of taming cranes.
Later, he escaped during a turmoil, because the skills he learned were not top-notch, and he didn't know the fundamental way to live long. In desperation, he simply disregarded his face and went down to the common world, relying on high-ranking officials and dignitaries for decades.
After his death, the two disciples under his command established the Immortal Path and Qunhe Gate respectively. But they all failed.
Two hundred years later, the head of this generation will carry forward the ability of raising cranes, and add a set of breathing and health preservation techniques that he does not know where to find, and simply establish the sect of Qinghe Dao.
It is said to be a sect, but in fact it is not recognized by the real Taoist school, that is, ordinary miscellaneous ways that are precarious with the wind and rain.
It was under such circumstances that Wuyouzi entered Qinghe Dao to learn some basics, and then came out to bluff and deceive.
It's just that what he didn't expect was that even with just a little breathing technique, he could live a very smooth life in the common world.
Right now, the young prince of the Yue Palace actually took the initiative to summon him because of this.
Hearing that Lu Sheng wanted to learn Taoism, Wuyouzi smiled wryly.
"My son does not know that it will take at least dozens of years for this method to go from introductory to subtle to effective.
Dao follows Dao Dharma, what you cultivate is Dao, what you follow is Dharma, and you rely on Dharma to sharpen your own xinxing Daoxin.
How long does it take to polish people's hearts, the son is also an understanding person, and he should also understand the saying that the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. "
What he said was clear.
"Cultivating the Tao, is it cultivating the heart?" Lu Sheng repeated, thoughtfully.
"Since my son has the heart for the Tao, the poor will not hide his selfishness." Wuyouzi cleared his throat, "To cultivate the Tao, you must first cultivate the human heart. Generally, the process will take at least 20 years. After the human heart is clear, you can cut it. Only after breaking the relationship between ordinary people and ordinary people can we formally contact the original version of Taoism."
"The original Taoism?"
"That's right, this Taoism is divided into two parts: the main scripture and the auxiliary scripture. The main scripture is the fundamental orthodox law for one's life and life, and it directly points to the Dao. It can be practiced for longevity.
This sutra is the art of killing and avoiding disasters. It is cultivated for self-protection and to escape from causal disasters. "Although Wuyouzi's self-cultivation is not very good, but the trick is to explain it clearly.
"Who is the Taoist priest practicing?"
"The White Feather Scripture, I have been practicing the White Feather Scripture in my sect for more than forty years, but the realm is still..." Wuyouzi shook his head and said helplessly.
"The Taoist priest is a real person." Lu Sheng smiled.
Wuyouzi also didn't dare to make up random things. His details have already been found out in the past few years. It's okay for other people, he can talk like a lotus flower, but for the son of the Moon Palace, if he is exposed, That is the real crime of beheading.
"In front of the prince, don't dare to speak nonsense."
Lu Sheng thought about it, and he probably understood that, judging from the mysterious power of the sect in this world, this Wuyouzi was willing to bow down to a mortal. Obviously, the strength of the sect behind him might be doubtful.
"How about this, this son has a heart for the Tao, can the Taoist priest contact your sect?"
"Is it true what the son said? You must know that if your heart is not perfect, practicing the scriptures is seeking death."
Wuyouzi was taken aback for a moment, he spoke very clearly, to enter the door, one needs to hone one's character for twenty years, if one fails to pass, nothing will be mentioned.
Although the sect he belongs to is extremely weak, but at any rate, there is still a bit of a decent longevity technique.
According to the rules and reserve, if Shizi is really willing to practice Taoism, although it is impossible to really polish the sect behind him for 20 years, ten or eight years is still necessary. After all, this is not a rule, but a matter of life.
"Of course it's true. Daoist, just go to the event, as long as you can succeed, you will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver!" Lu Sheng nodded. He roughly calculated the time flow rate of this world last night, and it is about one to six hundred times larger than that of the Heavenly Demon World.
In other words, more than 600 days here is equivalent to one day there.
One day is equivalent to nearly two years, and he can calmly arrange here and feel the heart of reincarnation.
Although he felt that the flow of time was obviously abnormal, he couldn't control so much right now.
"In this case, my son, please wait for the news from the poor." Wuyouzi's breathing was obviously a little short, and he quickly left.
A thousand taels of silver!
Ten taels of silver can allow a family of three to live without worrying about three meals a year, and a thousand taels of silver... is enough for him to work hard to serve the Ning family for more than two years.
Although Wuyouzi is nominally an abandoned disciple of the Taoist sect, this is just to avoid the punishment rules of the Taoist sect.
In fact, even now, as an abandoned disciple, he continues to send a large amount of property to his sect every year.
Qinghe's Taoism is humble, and he can't eat the wind and drink the dew. Naturally, he can only obtain all kinds of food and enjoyment by deceiving the common people.
With this thousand taels of silver, not only can he quickly complete half of this year's mission, but he can also successfully buy the little lady whom he has always wanted to redeem.
Wuyouzi hurried out of the palace, her heart was burning.
In fact, there are quite a few people in this world who want to get in touch with Taoism, but none of them can persist for a few years, and then give up completely, and fall into the process of polishing their minds.
As for whether the son really intends to practice Taoism, he doesn't care, and it doesn't matter whether he can succeed in cultivation or not.
The important thing is that in the process of the son's cultivation, he can pretend to be a tiger and borrow tiger skins to amass money wantonly. This is the last word.
In fact, he still has some things to say. The Qinghe Road he is in is actually the literal meaning.
The sect's solemnity is humble, and the sub-scriptures are specially used to raise cranes to guard the spiritual birds of the mountain gate. There is no way to kill at all.
To put it bluntly, they are farmers who specialize in raising cranes for their own use. But what is the use of the crane? Without a serious foundation, the cranes raised are slightly smarter than ordinary cranes, and their coat color is better.
Other sects of Taoism don't even admit that the cranes raised by Qinghe Taoism are cranes.
"Never mind him, in this world, it's a credit to be able to fool one!" Wuyouzi left the palace, and quickly went to a restaurant on the side of the road.
About half an hour later, he Shi Shiran walked out slowly, got on the sedan chair and headed back to his mansion.
A few white carrier pigeons flew out of the restaurant, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Lu Sheng got the news of cultivating Taoism from Wuyouzi, and then he waited slowly.
The days passed.
Every day, he asked the servants of the Wangfu to inquire about the news from the staff of the cultural office in the mansion.
The staff of the Cultural Affairs Office of the Palace is the core group appointed by Prince Yue to be in charge of confidential information. The various information and intelligence they know are the most timely. If you want to understand the world, you must start with intelligence.
While waiting for the news of Wuyouzi, Lu Sheng scouted for information, and sent someone to look for other opportunities to get in touch with Taoism.
However, Daoism is really not that easy to cultivate. After more than ten days, I have gained nothing. Apart from this Qinghe Dao, there is really no additional contact channel for Daoism.
After more than ten days, Lu Sheng felt that the Yang Yuan in his body had become looser, and even the prompting silk had a little movement.
He also has a better understanding of the basic rules of this world. I believe that it will not be long before the main body strength can be fully restored.
In order to wait for the news from Qinghe Road, Lu Shenglian and Yuan Jikong kept pushing out all the invitations to go out and play.
It's just that the news from Qinghe Road did not arrive, but the news of Prince Yue's expedition came back instead.
Prince Yue led an army to conquer the foreign tribes in the west. This time it was still a big victory, but compared to the previous easy victories, this time the expedition was extremely difficult. If it weren't for the full support of the three major generals under his command, Prince Moon himself would not be too big this time. Probably unscathed.
"The empire is about to fall, how difficult it is to save such a behemoth..." Lu Sheng slowly folded up the information oil paper, threw it into the brazier and burned it.
"Speaking of which, the most capable fighter in the Xiya Dynasty is mainly the Shenwu General Zhu Chengguo. Prince Yue and the other generals can only be regarded as second-tier heavy generals.
It’s just that according to the information, Zhu Chengguo is almost unable to hold on anymore, now the west, north and east are in turmoil on three sides, the siege is endless, the taxes are extremely heavy, and the entire bureaucratic system only knows about drinking and having fun... "
Lu Sheng knew very well that his status was noble, but he was also tied to this huge dynasty.
Even without considering the cause and effect of wishes, if the dynasty is overthrown, as the only son of one of the most important generals in the imperial court, he will definitely end up dead.
"Let's get in touch with the legendary Taoism first. If it doesn't work, just go straight to the pure martial arts." But Lu Sheng doesn't know how much divine power is needed to elevate the martial arts in this world to the level of immortals and gods.
Just thinking about this, suddenly a servant rushed in from outside the house.
"Mi Gong pays homage to the prince!"
"But do you have faith?" Lu Sheng has been waiting impatiently for the past few days. Obviously, he can directly practice the skills he is good at, but because it is not the main system, he has to endure it all the time.
"No, it's the rebellion of the Jusha clan in the southern part of the empire! The thief general Wang Chong, commanding 200,000 troops, named Da Wu, is the independent king!" Mi Gong, the family member, was the person in charge of going to the staff to inquire about the situation. After saying the words, Lu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then his face changed slightly.
Although Huang Jing came to this world not long ago, although Huang Jing is an ignorant noble son, he still has the most basic son quality. He knows what the rebellion of the Jusha clan in the south represents.
Next to the Jusha clan is Yundu, the granary of the empire. For the Jusha rebellion, naturally the first target must be Yundu.
The entire empire lost its granary, and the consequences were self-evident.
"This is really going to end..." Lu Sheng stood up abruptly. From Huang Jing's memory and the situation information he gathered during this period of time, he probably judged that within two years, if Xi If the Ya empire cannot solve the granary problem, it must be the result of the collapse of the country and the collapse of the world.
A noble son like him, as a representative of the original ruling class, the only ending is to be overthrown and beheaded.
There is no second way.
"No wonder... no wonder that Huang Jing died in depression, so I can take advantage of it." Lu Sheng was anxious.
"In this situation, Prince Yue and other important generals are fighting fires everywhere, exhausted, and the situation is unstoppable.
It must be done as soon as possible, otherwise even if it is me, I may not be able to start well and end well. "