Judge of the Lamp

"You have entered the Shenyin Hall!" The master widened his eyes and looked at Xu Zhiqiong in astonishment.

"This is... the Shenyin Hall?" Xu Zhiqiong looked at the gate, not knowing how to echo Master's emotions.

Xingyuan Hall, Xingwei Palace, and the rooms in Xingxiu Corridor all have domineering names. From the names alone, there seems to be nothing special about Shenyin Hall.

The master looked Xu Zhiqiong up and down, the corners of his eyes quivered slightly, and said, "You entered the Shenyin Hall, but you can still come out alive?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Xu Zhiqiong still had lingering fears: "Master, the situation in this room is really bad. There are a group of people singing in there. There are all kinds of tunes, and they can sing together. That song can't be listened to. Once you hear it, you can't listen to it." Terrible, it's like a thousand knives..."

Master interrupted Xu Zhiqiong: "But you didn't lie to me?"

"When did I deceive Master? Doctor Bai can testify to this!"

Master and Xu Zhiqiong looked at Bai Yueshan together, Bai Yueshan hid the broom behind his back, nodded and said: "The disciple was practicing nearby at that time, and I did see Ma Changshi coming out of this room."

The master shouted, "Just watch him enter the Shenyin Hall!"

Bai Yueshan looked confused, not understanding what he did wrong.

First of all, he didn't know that this was the Shenyin Hall.

Secondly, he didn't know when Xu Zhiqiong entered.

Third, he doesn't know what the consequences will be if he enters the Shenyin Hall.

Xu Zhiqiong said from the side: "Master, this matter cannot be blamed on Doctor Bai."

The master sighed and said, "It's my fault, but it's my fault! As a teacher, I don't take care of you enough, and I don't use my thoughts too much."

Xu Zhiqiong followed his master back to the main hall, Bai Yueshan let out a sigh of relief, and continued to clean.

The master sat by the desk and drank for a while, Xu Zhiqiong asked: "Master, what three skills did I learn?"

The master shook his head and said, "You entered the hall of Shenyin, listened to Shenyin, and what kind of skills you developed, I don't even know as a teacher."

Xu Zhiqiong recalled for a moment: "Master, when I went to the Shenyin Hall, I hadn't been promoted to the third rank yet."

The master sighed: "At that time, you were only one step away from the third rank. Due to the intervention of the divine voice, you first had the embryonic form of the third rank skill. After you were promoted to the third rank, you did not immediately learn the skill of judging the universe. The third rank's personality was unknown. Technique takes over."

"An unknown skill occupies a space?"

The master nodded and said: "To put it bluntly, with your current cultivation base, you can only undertake one third-rank skill, but this unknown skill has taken it."

"Can a third-rank cultivator only learn one third-rank skill?"

"Third-rank skills are the culmination of skills. Even if you cultivate to a star official, it is difficult to learn two third-rank skills."

Xu Zhiqiong thought for a moment and said, "Master, do you know the painter Li Shabai?"

"I know, why don't I know?" Master smiled wryly, as if he was quite helpless about this person.

"As far as I know, he knows the third-rank skills of Mohism, and also knows the third-rank skills of Yin-Yang."

The master sighed and said, "You don't know how high his cultivation is, and you don't know how many years he has practiced.

His cultivation base has long been above the mortal world, but this person is greedy for the mortal world. Whether it is the luck of the mortal world or the disaster of the mortal world, it is difficult to determine. "

Xu Zhiqiong was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Which true god's voice is in the Shenyin Hall?"

The master blinked and lowered his voice, "After hearing his voice, do you still want to know his honorable name?"

Xu Zhiqiong waved his hands repeatedly and said, "It's fine if you don't listen, but it's not worth it to be tricked by this matter."

The master still couldn't figure out the matter of the Shenyin Hall: "I have entered the Shenyin Hall three times, and each time I was close to death. How did you come out alive?"

"That piece of snake skin," Xu Zhiqiong didn't hide it, "I put the snake skin on my body at the moment of life and death."

Thinking of that piece of snake skin, Master figured it out.

"The snake skin must be carried on the body in the future, and no one will give it to anyone."

Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said, "Naturally, why should such a good treasure be given away?"

"Even if the owner of the snake skin wants it, you can't give it!"

"Master? Who is the owner of the snake skin?"

"Don't worry, I'll talk to you later."

Thinking of that piece of snake skin, Master felt a little more at ease.

"With the blessing of that piece of snake skin, your third-grade skills shouldn't backfire too much."

Xu Zhiqiong asked in amazement: "Backlash? Will techniques also backfire?"

The master closed his eyes and nodded slightly: "External forces occupy the place of practice and replace the Taoist orthodox skills. They are called external usurping skills, and external usurping skills often have backlash."

Xu Zhiqiong only felt a little regretful for not being able to learn the skill of arbitrariness in the universe. He just felt a little scared when he heard the word "backlash" at this moment: "The skill of external usurping is unique to us in the way of judging officials?"

The master shook his head and said: "Although the skill of external usurping is extremely rare, it has appeared in various Taoist sects. There are three reasons for it, one of which is indispensable.

One is that the primordial spirit is extremely weak, and when the energy of all practitioners is exhausted, the primordial spirit will be extremely weak and even severely damaged.

The second is that it coincides with the promotion, just got the rank, and has not yet acquired the skill of rank, which happens to leave a place for the skill of foreign usurper.

The third is the blessing of external force. When the cultivator's energy is exhausted and he is promoted just in time, the external force will take advantage of the vacancy and occupy the right position, which will form the skill of external usurpation.

Our Daoist sect does not focus on energy, but it is the same when the power of imagery is exhausted.

At that time your primordial spirit was extremely weak, you had just been promoted, and you hadn't acquired third-grade skills, and you had listened to the divine voice before, and you had hidden external forces in your body. "

Xu Zhiqiong asked: "Has Master seen the technique of external usurping?"

The master nodded and said: "The skill of external usurping is most common among Suzaku Sheng Dao cultivators. Because of its many branches and complicated external forces, when a cultivator is promoted, if the energy is exhausted and it is easy to be invaded by external forces,

I once saw a cultivator of the fifth rank of Sheng Dao who would bleed all over his body when he performed the fifth rank skills. "

Xu Zhiqiong was shocked when he heard the words, the backlash effect of this technique is really strong!

However, the stronger the backlash effect, the more powerful the technique is estimated to be.

"After bleeding all over his body, can this cultivator of the Dao of Life kill the enemy in an instant?"

Master shook his head and said, "You can't kill the enemy, you just bleed."

"Uh... so what's the use of this technique?"

Touch porcelain?
Get beaten, and then lie on the ground covered in blood?
The master sighed: "This cultivator has gone through untold hardships and has just been promoted to the fifth rank.

Unwilling in his heart, in order to explore the profound meaning of the technique, he used the fifth-rank technique twice in a row to know the power of the technique. "

It turns out that it has to be used twice to exert its power.

"How's the power?"

"It is very powerful. After performing it twice, the cultivator lost too much blood and died."

Xu Zhiqiong took a breath and was speechless for a while.

The master went on to say: "I have also seen an eunuch cultivator whose seventh-rank skills were usurped, and when he performed the skills, he would grow spikes all over his body."

"This technique is still useful. The spikes all over the body can effectively make up for the weak point of the eunuch's low defense."

The master sighed: "It's a pity that this technique was only used once. The eunuch's internal organs were all pierced and he died on the spot."

The spikes came from inside?

This external usurping skill is too tricky!

Xu Zhiqiong lowered his head and silently drank a bowl of wine.

Putting down his wine glass, Xu Zhiqiong raised his head and said, "Master, why don't you lock such a powerful Shenyin hall?"

The master shook his head and said: "The power of the true god is sealed in that hall, I can't lock it, the Xingxiu corridor is full of dangers, I told you not to intrude, I didn't expect you to break in there..."

Is it my fault?
I didn't know the way at the time!
Xu Zhiqiong's facial features were slightly distorted and said: "Then what should I do now? If I use the third-grade skill unintentionally, don't I want to..."

The master thought for a long time and said: "Stay in the Xingwei Palace for a few days first, and see if there is any abnormality in the power of imagery. If there is no abnormality, be careful in the future and don't use unknown skills.

Even if it is used carelessly, with the protection of that piece of snake skin, it may not be severely injured. "

He didn't learn the third-grade skills, but he still planted a time bomb on his body.

Xu Zhiqiong was depressed, drank two bowls of wine, and went to Xingwei Palace alone.

Crouching in the dark room, Xu Zhiqiong mobilized the power of imagery to transform into the appearance of his master.

The transformed master twirled his beard and said solemnly: "Zhiqiong, don't be afraid, I'm here as a teacher."

Xu Zhiqiong punched Master's old face:
"Old man suffering from plague, what's the use of worshiping you as a teacher? You can't see anyone all year round, and you even created a hall of Shenyin to trick me. I'll kill you old bastard!"

Xu Zhiqiong punched more than a dozen times in a row, and the master suddenly slapped him, knocking Xu Zhiqiong to the ground.

"Madman! Presumptuous!"

Well?How did this master survive?

Xu Zhiqiong sat up and saw two masters in front of him.

One is the real master and the other is a mirage.

The real master entered the Xingwei Palace at some point and suddenly appeared in front of Xu Zhiqiong.

Looking at the illusion around him, he frowned and said, "Is this your illusion?"

Xu Zhiqiong nodded.

"It really looks like..." Master stared at the phantom for a long time.

Xu Zhiqiong said with an embarrassed expression: "I'm used to joking, master, don't be offended, this illusion is not that similar either."

Like, really similar, even Master himself can't see the difference.

How could it be so similar?
……

Lu Wang Hong Zhenkang went back to the mansion and lay down in the bedroom, not thinking about tea or food.

The ten-day period has passed, and the 500 million silver has not yet been settled.

If the god called him into the palace, he must be killed.

After staying in a daze for two days, the steward came to report and Ruan Baoqing, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, asked to see him.

Ruan Baoqing, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Yuan Chengfeng's disciple, all of Yuan Chengfeng's disciples in the capital were killed on the night of the strange chaos, and he was the only one who survived.

His task that night was to keep an eye on Hong Juncheng, and wait for the opportunity to use the technique of sealing Hong Juncheng.

The skill of closing the orifice was successful, but he didn't expect that Hong Juncheng was a stand-in.

Afterwards, Ruan Baoqing didn't move any more, and Hong Juncheng didn't investigate the matter further, but this allowed him to save his life.

Hong Zhenkang hesitated for a moment, straightened his clothes, and welcomed Ruan Baoqing into the main hall.

Ruan Baoqing is a senior member of the second rank, and holds an important position. He is facing a crisis, so he may be able to help Hong Zhenkang.

It really made Hong Zhenkang guess right.

Ruan Baoqing brought a friend, who looked about 50 years old, with blond hair, blue eyes, and a typical Tunu look.

"This friend's name is Duan Zifang, and he is a fur trader from Tunu Kingdom."

merchant?

Hong Zhenkang's eyes lit up.

Duan Zifang got up and saluted, "I take the liberty to come here because I have a small gift, which I want to present to King Lu."

"Why be so polite." Hong Zhenkang smiled, thinking secretly:

Since Ruan Baoqing introduced the businessman, he must be worth a lot of money. From him, he should be able to ask for 50 million silver, and for the time being, he can also support the gods for a while.

Duan Zifang saluted again: "Duan brought 500 million taels of silver, please accept it with a smile."

500 million silver, all ready!

Hong Zhenkang was overjoyed: "Mr. Duan, please take a seat!"