I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 912 Dusty History (Seeking Subscription Monthly Pass)

"Brother Zhang, I want to retreat immediately, is it convenient?"

Jiang Zhou thought about it, and then said to Zhang Wenjin.

Zhang Wenjin was startled for a moment, then hurriedly said, "Naturally."

He knew that Jiang Zhou must have realized something, so he personally led Jiang Zhou to a quiet room behind the villa without asking any further questions.

"This is where I usually do alchemy. Although it is simple, it is considered secluded, because alchemy is quite dangerous. I have set up various restrictions around to prevent others from entering this place by mistake, so I won't be disturbed by others."

"Brother Jiang, see if it's worth using?"

Jiang Zhou glanced at it and said, "It couldn't be better, thank you Brother Zhang."

Zhang Wenjin was overjoyed: "That's good. Then Brother Jiang only cares about his cultivation. Brother Jiang can take whatever is in the alchemy room at will. You don't have to be polite. I will bring people to eat every day. If Brother Jiang has For other needs, just ask the subordinates."

Jiang Zhou was even more grateful when he saw that he had arranged very thoughtfully.

He said: "Brother Zhang, I still need some pens, inks, papers and inkstones, may I have them?"

Zhang Wenjin didn't know what he was going to use the pen and paper for, but he quickly responded and called the servants to fetch them, and put them all in the alchemy room.

Jiang Zhou didn't say much anymore, went straight into the alchemy room, and closed the door.

Zhang Wenjin waited outside for a long time, and saw that Jiang Zhou was fine, so he opened the pill room restriction and sealed it off.

After leaving the alchemy room, he didn't intend to let go of it, and didn't even stay in the cave, but went out of the cave directly.

At the Taniguchi, I activated my many years of arrangements one by one, and then sat down at the entrance and exit of the cave, and the whole person and the environment seemed to be integrated into one, never to be seen again.

He made up his mind to stay here to protect Jiang Zhou.

The Earth Immortal Cave Heaven was transformed by his Zifu, and it is connected by an earth vein.

As long as he doesn't die, no one can commit a crime.

He is confident that the cave is hidden, and no one has been able to break through it for thousands of years. It is only a matter of great importance to open up the sky of the Purple Mansion and advance to the first-rank realm, just in case.

The sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, like the passing of a horse.

Ten days passed in such a hurry.

On this day, while Zhang Wenjin was in the middle of the entrance of the valley, some officials in purple clothes came out to see him.

Zhang Wenjin opened his eyes and said, "What's the matter?"

"Master, Lord Jianghou sent something for the master."

"Oh? Present it here."

Surprised, Zhang Wenjin took the things presented by the gatekeepers.

But it is a thin book of paper.

It's just a series of dozens of papyrus.

Zhang Wenjin opened it and saw that there was a letter left by Jiang Zhou on the page: Brother Zhang's virtue of preaching, there is no way to repay him. A few hearsay words are given to Brother Zhang to repay his virtue. "

Zhang Wenjin was surprised, but he didn't take it seriously at first.

After turning over a few pages, his eyes swept over, but he was suddenly startled.

"Meditate for the first time, learn to practice Zen, secretively adjust breathing, one yin and one yang are fried in the cauldron... within a hundred days, see the fulfillment... the golden rooster crows under the shadowless tree, and the red lotus appears in the middle of the night... The winter solstice and the sun come and go, and the thunderbolt A sound shook the sky. The dragon roared again, the tiger rejoiced, and the celestial music resounded in unison..."

"Meditation song!?"

Zhang Wenjin's eyes were full of surprise, joy and disbelief.

It's just because this verse is passed down by his sect, the unique method of cultivating the Tao and building a foundation is where the foundation of his sect lies.

It's just a pity that more than half of it was lost thousands of years ago, otherwise, how could his school be so bleak that he was the only one left?
"how is this possible……"

Zhang Wenjin flipped through the pages one by one, not daring to miss a single word.

It was ecstasy and shock to find that this meditation song was intact.

and also?

After reading a verse, the turmoil in my heart was unstoppable, but I found that there were still a few pages behind, so I had a thought.

I couldn't help but read it with apprehension.

"The ancestor of Xuanxuan, the sect of Miaomiao... The tricks are lingering, the red bird burns empty... the achievement of the [-]th, the black and the rabbit are mixed. The light is silent, the yellow house Xuanweng. The wind is blowing, and the cauldron is full of red. Water and fire advance and retreat, Utilized at Ziwu, Maoyou has no merit...October is enough, and the hexagram is overturned. The power of life is complete, and the pure yang energy is charged. The magical use of the gods, the Taoism has no end..."

"Mystery chapter!"

"No root tree, no flowers, no shape, no form, it's hard to draw a picture. No name or surname, but listen to the call, and capture it into the middle of the good fortune furnace. Carry out the Zhoutian Samadhi fire, exercise the vacuum and return to Taiwu. Visit the heavenly capital, receive the heavenly talisman... Emptiness is form, form is emptiness, seeing through the vacuum is in the form. When the vacuum disappears, the form will disappear, and the dharma will not fail. It is called Yuantong, called Daxiong, and the Nine Patriarchs have ascended to the Nine Levels..."

"No root formula!"

Zhang Wenjin was trembling slightly with excitement, even though he had an immortal body and a heart that had been quiet for thousands of years, it was hard to stop his mind from surging like waves at this moment.

These two scriptures are the supreme law of his sect, but they only exist in the records of classics handed down from generation to generation. They have been lost for an unknown number of years, and only a few words are left. A method of inheritance was derived.

Although there is a chance of enlightenment, it is very slim, and it cannot be compared with the famous sects in the world.

And these two...

Zhang Wenjin held the book in his hand, wept with joy and tears, and then stood there for a long time as if dazed.

According to legend, the Xuan Yao Pian is the Dao of Yangshen.

And the Wugen Jue contains three calamities and catastrophes, and it is on the road of true immortals...

Jiang Zhou found these three inheritance Dafa for him, this kindness...

Zhang Wenjin smiled wryly.

He couldn't help but be overjoyed, but this kindness made him unable to repay even if he was crushed.

Compared with this frivolous book, what are the methods he talked about to open up the sky of Zifu?
"Brother Jiang..."

The so-called great kindness does not say thanks.

Such kindness, any language is already pale.

Zhang Wenjin cautiously put the book into his arms, even though he was concerned about the lost Dafa, he didn't take half a step away, and he didn't intend to read it any more.

For him now, nothing is more important than protecting Jiang Zhou.

"Everyone has the elixir of longevity, but they are thrown away in vain. When the nectar falls, the heavens and the earth unite, and the yellow buds grow in a hurdle..."

Zhang Wenjin seemed to be asleep, and chanted the formula in his mouth.

He has accumulated a lot, and what he cultivates comes from the same source as the Dafa in this book. Although he just glanced at it briefly, he has already realized something.

He only needs to wait for Jiang Zhou to leave the customs, and then he will choose the opportunity to digest it, and he will be able to make great progress in Taoism.

……

Not to mention Zhang Wenjin's complicated mood at this time.

In the alchemy room.

Jiang Zhou has started to close his eyes and look back at Zifu.

In the past ten or so days, he has actually been sorting out the collection in his "Haotian Mirror" mobile phone.

He hadn't used this thing for a long time and almost forgot about it.

It wasn't until he learned about the real existence of "Sloppy Zhang" from Zhang Wenjin that he realized that he might have been guarding a huge treasure without knowing it.

Thanks to his family background, as well as his own work and hobbies, "Haotian Mirror" has always stored a large amount of information, including various Chinese studies articles, Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures.

In the past ten days, he sorted out a large number of suspected "true biography".

Among them are several works handed down from generation to generation by Zhang Sloppy that he found out specially.

From this point of view, it really is a "true biography".

Compared with the Taoist scriptures, Buddhist scriptures, and Confucian classics that almost everyone knows, it is confusing. Such handed down songs and poems are more "simple and easy to understand", and they are helpful to him .

What he was worried about before was that he didn't have the inheritance of the famous religion, and he didn't have the accumulation of background. In front of these things, he was nothing at all.

As long as he digests these "collections", he can start his own school.

The accumulation is so deep that few people in this world can match it.

Jiang Zhou never imagined that the mobile phone he had forgotten would be such a "treasure". It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the real Haotian Mirror.

Unexpectedly, all here, the sages and seniors in his hometown can bring him such a great legacy.

However, it also let him know that there must be a huge secret in the history of the homeland he was familiar with.

Let him have a kind of eagerness to return to his hometown and dig out these secrets...

(End of this chapter)