Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 248

In a deserted small courtyard of the Wudang sect, Jiang Yun was wearing Taoist robes. In front of him was an altar, enshrining the ancestors of the Sanqing.

In front of the statue of the patriarch, there is a bronze gossip mirror, a stack of yellow paper and a pair of cinnabar ink.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, the Patriarch of the Sanqing is above, and my disciple Jiang Yun, I want to find someone thousands of miles away, so I ask the Patriarch to protect me." Jiang Yun said in a low voice.

After he finished speaking, he burned three pillars of sandalwood and inserted them into the incense burner.

Zhao Bingbing looked at Chen Yunlong, Chen Shilei, Chen Shiyu and Chen Shikui beside her. She was quite puzzled and asked, "Master Chen, is this promoting feudal superstition?"

"Feudal superstition?"

"Reporter Zhao, my younger brother uses the correct spells of the Eight Classics, the Plum Blossom Yishu and the Book of Changes. What does this have to do with feudal superstition?" Chen Yunlong frowned.

"Ancient metaphysics is actually an octal system, which is not easy to popularize, so it has been changed to a decimal system. Reporter Zhao, if you don't understand, please make room, don't block us from learning." Chen Shilei's eyes lit up.

Chen Shiyu has a better relationship with Zhao Bingbing, so he deliberately explained: "Reporter Zhao, the ancient algorithm is unique in the Book of Changes."

"The wisdom of ancient times is only in the hands of a few people, especially the magic of the Book of Changes. Compared with the current civilization of the whole people, the ancients will appear quite ignorant."

"Spells, Plum Blossom Yishu and Yijing are the skills of Tianyuandao observers. It is difficult for outsiders to learn. Let's take a good look at it later."

A confused expression appeared on Zhao Bingbing's face, and she felt that her three views were broken.

The words of the Taoists of the Wudang School seem to have some truth, and there are indeed some unexplainable things that have been handed down in history.

China's plum blossoms are easy to count, Mayan astronomy, ancient Egyptian temples and pyramids, etc. These things seem to be really not something that the ancients should master.

After Jiang Yun finished respecting the patriarch, he took out a piece of yellow paper from the altar, and then took a hair of the old aunt and a hair of his son.

The two hairs were tied into a knot and placed in the yellow paper, which was folded into a thousand paper cranes.

Also pull out a piece of yellow paper.

The old aunt's name and date of birth and her son's name and date of birth were written on yellow paper with a cinnabar pen.

Jiang Yun took out a lighter from his pocket and burned the yellow paper to ashes in front of the altar.

He read in his mouth: "The sun rises in the east, the sky is bright, and the apricots are boundless.

Box boy and jade girl, listen to my orders, and go quickly to find someone to determine the direction.

Hurry up and hurry up, don't wait for the next day.

It is difficult to escape from the technique of the magic pen.

The poor Taoist worships the Supreme Lord, as urgently as a legal order! "

After Jiang Yun finished speaking in a low voice, he twirled the Yin-Yang Jue with his left hand and stepped on the Seven-Gang Step. Before the altar, he stepped on the Seven-Star Step and made a circle.

Subsequently.

He stepped on the ashes of the scattered yellow talisman with one foot, and pointed to the thousand paper cranes placed in front of the altar with his right hand.

Crash, clatter...

The thousand paper cranes rose without wind, flew up to a height of one meter, and then headed southeast.

After flying two meters, it landed directly on the ground.

A row of question marks popped up directly above Zhao Bingbing's head.

If it wasn't for Jiang Yun not cheating for money or sex, but just eager to help, without any other plans, she would have called the police.

"Master Chen, how can you explain this with science? It's really unscientific!"

Chen Yunlong stroked his long beard, smiled and said, "Reporter Zhao, although the poor don't understand the specific principles, we must believe in science."

"Everything must obey the law of energy conservation. If you don't believe it, you can pick up that paper crane and take a look at it."

Zhao Bingbing went to pick up the Thousand Paper Crane, and after taking it apart, the two knotted hairs inside had turned into fly ash.

After that, she looked at Jiang Yun almost like a god.

Jiang Yun didn't notice at all that he had an extra little girl. He took the old aunt's hand and said, "Auntie, congratulations, your son is still alive."

"He is now in the southeast direction of the Wudang faction. Don't worry, the poor will help people to the end."

"I can use the gossip disk to help you find out how far a person is from the Wudang faction, so that it will be convenient for you to find."

On the bronze gossip plate, there is a big brass spoon. These two pieces are the treasures of the Wudang school, and they are said to have been passed down for thousands of years.

From Zhao Bingbing's hand, Jiang Yun took the paper crane that had been scattered.

He took out the lighter, burned the yellow paper to ashes, placed it in the center of the gossip plate, and spread a thin layer.

The big brass spoon was placed on the gossip plate, and it started to turn with a light flick of the hand.

"What is gen in the twelve earthly branches? Yinmaochen has become unitary and prosperous!"

"It's a bit unfavorable to be ugly in Ziwu, and it's auspicious to be in the Wei Palace of Haiwei!"

Jiang Yun muttered in a low voice, and after he finished speaking, the brass spoon stopped turning.

The handle end of the spoon just points to the engraving of 120 on the bronze gossip plate.

Seeing this, Chen Yunlong muttered in a low voice: "To the southwest, 120 miles away?"

"It's outrageous. The master and the apprentice are both monsters. This kind of easy counting can't be seen in the world until science can't explain it."

The three brothers Chen Shilei all looked open-eyed.

There was mixed happiness on the old aunt's face.

Zhao Bingbing was dumbfounded at this time, she scratched her head and couldn't imagine that fortune-telling can still be done like this!

If this is used as a hiding place for criminals, is it a dimensionality reduction attack?
"Reporter Zhao, don't think too much about it. Think of it as a person who can use plum blossoms to count, no more than two digits, and it is easy to be countered by secrets."

"My junior brother and his master are not ordinary people. Both of them are born with the six dharmas untouched, so they can pass this on."

"To be honest, the status of Tianyuan Daoist Temple in the Daoist Association is much higher than that of Wudang Sect. It is a relevant unit that focuses on cooperation, but it is not obvious."

"What happened today, if you see it, just ignore it, otherwise you will definitely be in big trouble." Chen Yunlong lowered his voice and warned.

Zhao Bingbing nodded, but she remained [-]% skeptical about this approach in her heart.

Jiang Yun took a cinnabar pen and asked the old aunt to write a random word on the yellow talisman.

The aunt originally wrote a word, but she recalled the hardships of finding a child for so many years, so she added a wooden word in her mouth.

"The only way to get rid of the tired words is to get rid of them. Auntie, if you believe in the poor way, then go to the location 180 miles southwest of the Wudang sect."

"After you get there, you can post a child-seeking notice in the nearby place related to the word Lin. If you are destined, you will come across it."

"By the way, this is a little care of the poor, and you must use it on the road." Jiang Yun handed over the hexagram gold envelope given by the strong man to the old aunt.

After the old aunt was grateful, she did not rest in the Wudang faction, but immediately embarked on the road of finding her son.

Zhao Bingbing came to Jiang Yun's side, she stretched out her hand, and said curiously: "Jiang Daochang, you are so powerful, can you also give me a fortune?"

"Oh, what hexagram did Reporter Zhao ask for?"

(End of this chapter)