A person stepped on the broken fence, looking at the setting sun in the distance, with a look of sadness and joy. A person was walking around the broken thatched hut, his mouth was as fast as a law, and his whole body was infatuated. This picture does look a little weird, who would have thought that these two young men are actually disciples of the famous Lishan Sword Sect and members of the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God
Chen Changsheng was also a little surprised at first, but then he thought that Liang Banhu and Qijian should have realized something after reading the stele, and they were digesting it right now, so they didn't bother.
As the dusk grew thicker, more and more people came back to the hut. Gou Hanshi's expression was as calm as usual. It seemed that unscrambling the stele did not cause any damage to his mind. He Qijian even exaggerated, as if he was drunk, he kept shouting: "I can hold on a little longer! I can hold on a little longer!"
Chen Changsheng asked, "Are you all right?"
"It's okay, it's just that the spiritual consciousness is consumed too much, and the inscription has too much shock to the sea of consciousness."
Gou Hanshi apologized for his junior brother's gaffe, tapped his fingertips to put Guan Feibai to sleep, and then threw him into the room.
When Chen Changsheng was looking at the stele, he deliberately didn't use his spiritual sense. Looking at Guan Feibai's appearance now, he thought to himself that it really makes sense to be careful.
Tang Thirty-Six came back, his face was full of tiredness, he didn't bother to say anything, he waved to Chen Changsheng, and went to sleep in the back room. Zhexiu was the last one to come back. At that time, the sky was already pitch black, and the sky was full of stars, which made his face extremely pale. It was obvious that his spiritual consciousness had been exhausted.
After the sunset, Liang Banhu woke up, Qi Jian was also tired from walking, and walked back to the courtyard wiping his sweat, remembering what he had done before, he couldn't help being embarrassed, his little face flushed.
Chen Changsheng went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, and Gou Hanshi took Qijian to help. Not long after, the room began to be filled with the scent of steam from the second course of steamed rice, as well as other scents. Qijian went to ask Guan Feibai and Tang Sanshiliu to get up for dinner, while Gou Hanshi and Liang Banhu were silent to the two plates of bacon on the table.
"What's wrong?" Chen Changsheng asked.
The cooked bacon was sliced and divided into two plates, one was fried with scallion oil, and the other was marinated with sugar.
Gou Hanshi said: "I... never thought that sugar can be added to bacon."
Liang Banhu's face showed fear of difficulty, and he said, "Can it be delicious?"
"I ate it twice before I was ten years old, and it was delicious." Chen Changsheng handed the chopsticks to Gou Hanshi.
Gou Hanshi took a chopstick of candied bacon, put it in his mouth with a frown, and his brows relaxed after he chewed the tablet.
Looking at the expression of his senior brother, Liang Banhu didn't understand, he happily put a few slices of candied bacon into his rice bowl, then squatted outside the threshold and started eating with a snort.
After dinner, Qijian went to wash the dishes, Guan Feibai sat at the table, his face still gloomy, very dissatisfied with Gou Hanshi for taking him away from the Tianshu Monument.
"Unhappy?" Gou Hanshi asked calmly.
Guan Feibai's expression froze, he quickly stood up and saluted, and said, "Junior brother dare not."
Gou Hanshi shook his head and said, "You still don't want to leave the Zhaoqing Monument."
Guan Feibai said helplessly: "Those who are far inferior to me are still holding on to the monument. I can obviously look at it for a while longer."
Gou Hanshi said: "What is the Tianshu stele? How can reading the stele and interpreting the stele be a day's work? Why bother?"
Guan Feibai said with some distress: "The Zhou Garden will be opened in a month. The time is too tight... It took Wang Po a year to solve the thirty-one steles. Time, how many monuments can I solve? Brother, I can only rely on time to win."
"Although the Zhou Garden is good, how can it be as good as the Tianshu Mausoleum? Before leaving, the master explained that no matter what happens, the first thing we have to do is to understand those stone tablets in the Tianshu Mausoleum... The master must know that the senior brother opened the week. Garden, then this should be what I said. Of course, cultivation is all up to the individual, so choose yourself."
Gou Hanshi looked at Qijian and Liang Banhu who were washing dishes, then at the closed door of the room inside, and said, "Think carefully, too."
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"You heard it too, even the head of the Lishan Sword Sect thinks so."
Chen Changsheng looked at the pale Zhe Xiu and shook his head. He took out the thin needle from the needle box, pressed his fingers lightly on the position of his shoulder blades, inserted the needle point in slowly and steadily, and rubbed lightly with his fingertips. The kneading seemed random but there was a certain rhythm, and continued: "This The first monument, what's the rush?"
Zhexiu said expressionlessly, "It's because this is the first monument, so I'm anxious."
Chen Changsheng passed the true essence into his body through the copper needle, carefully observed the condition of his meridians, and said, "What's the reason?"
Zhe Xiu looked out of the window and said, "There is a stele in front of Tianshu Mausoleum, on which many names were once written, but it was cut down later."
Chen Changsheng knew the stele he was talking about. There used to be a list similar to the Qingyun Bang on that stele, which was arranged according to the speed of the stele viewers. More than a hundred years ago, the Holy Empress ascended the Shinto Sacrifice on behalf of Her Majesty. Days later, when I saw this stele, I thought that watching the stele was a glimpse into the way of heaven. This kind of list is disrespectful to the way of heaven, so it is ruined.
"Although the list on that monument is gone, no one will forget those names."
Zhexiu said: "There were twenty-three people who only took one day to untie the Zhaoqing stele. Back then, Zhou Dufu even went to the second stele after only looking at the face of the stele."
Thinking of those legendary figures whose cultivation talents were so powerful that they were incomprehensible, Chen Changsheng could only remain silent.
Tang Thirty-Six wrapped the fur in his arms and lay on his side on the bed, watching Chen Changsheng treat Zhexiu, he couldn't help being a little annoyed when he heard this: "You failed to unravel the stele on the first day, so I feel very ashamed ? Then what are we guys who have been watching for two days?"
Zhe Xiu couldn't turn his head, looked out the window quietly, and said, "Idiot?"
Tang Thirty-Six was furious, and said, "If I didn't see you as a patient, I'd kill you."
Zhexiu said expressionlessly, "If Chen Changsheng hadn't been asked to treat me, I would have killed you during the imperial examination."
Chen Changsheng pulled out the copper needle from his neck, and said: "There is something wrong with the intersection of the main governor channel that you are connected to the sea of consciousness, so whenever the hidden tide of the sea of consciousness surges, you will have a sudden whim. In the past, it was all supported by strong willpower. But if the mind is too exhausted, once you can't suppress it, the problems in the meridians are very likely to erupt, and who can save you then?"
Zhexiu understood that he was trying to persuade himself not to spend too much time watching the stele like today and focus too much, but he didn't answer.
Chen Changsheng said: "You said that compared to becoming stronger, living consciously is the most important thing."
After a moment of silence, Zhexiu said, "Yes, but where I live, if I'm not strong enough, I can't live too long."
Just like what Gou Hanshi said, cultivating the Tao is up to the individual, and Chen Changsheng has no way to persuade him about this kind of thing. He looked at Tang Thirty-Six and asked, "How is your interpretation of the stele today?"
Tang Thirty-Six said casually: "Correct the lines on the stele with your own meridians, and then mobilize the true energy... From ancient times to the present, Zhaoqing stele has been interpreted in this way, what other method can there be?"
Guan Feibai came in from outside the door with a sarcastic voice: "It's been thousands of years, and you northerners still only know to use this stupid method. No wonder there are fewer and fewer capable people. The inscription on the Tianshu Stele How could it be the circuit of the true essence? That is obviously the method of spiritual perception!"
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