Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 918
Life and death must be strictly equal?

Xu Zhiqiong didn't expect this.

The master sighed: "Above the mortal world, it is reasonable to say that one should not interfere with the affairs of the mortal world, but every sect has the means to interfere with the mortal world, and our Taoist school is no exception. The rule of our Taoist school is that life and death are equal."

Xu Zhiqiong said with embarrassment on his face: "I don't even have the means to bring the dead back to life. If it is equal, it would be embarrassing..."

Master nodded: "This road is too difficult for you, and it is the right way to take away a star palace here.
If you are afraid of loneliness, you can occasionally go down to the earth to fast with your teacher. You like to go to Goulan most, and you can go there a few times occasionally, and the teacher can accommodate you. "

Xu Zhiqiong finally chose to refuse.

It's not about hooks!

This is a deep nostalgia for the mortal world!

Now that he has made a decision, the first problem Xu Zhiqiong has to face is to learn the technique of bringing the dead back to life.

Since it was a birth, Xu Zhiqiong first thought of Suzaku's birth.

In Suzaku Taoist sect, there must be a means of bringing people back to life. What is the key to mastering this means?

As far as Xu Zhiqiong knows, Yan Huan does not have the technique of bringing the dead back to life. If a corpse stands up under Yan Huan's technique, don't think that this person has been brought back to life. turned into a monster.

Apart from life, which path is there?
yin and yang!

Xu Zhiqiong went back to the Department of Punishment and went to look for Tai Bu.

Taibu really has a similar secret technique.

He took out a puppet, a puppet that was almost indistinguishable from a normal person.

"Not long after this person died, I rescued her with the soul puppet technique, and then used some herbs to restore her body to life, and this person was revived."

A young woman stood in front of Xu Zhiqiong. From the eyes of her second grade, she really couldn't tell she was a puppet.

But this woman is not a living person in the true sense. She has no cultivation, but she can still survive in the Two Realms State, which means that she is different from a living person.

Tai Bu just made a puppet that is infinitely close to a living person, is there any other secret technique besides this?

Tai Bu thought for a long time, and understood Xu Zhiqiong's meaning: "There are indeed secret techniques, but they are not the ones you want."

To put it bluntly, in the yin and yang techniques mastered by Tai Bu, there is no pure resurrection technique.

Apart from Shengdao and Yin-Yang, is there any other way?

There is a way in front of us. After death, meditation practitioners can be resurrected. Although it may lead to the loss of cultivation base or combat power, this is the real resurrection.

The problem is that this is only for meditators and not for everyone else.

Xu Zhiqiong found a meditator of the underworld, killed him, and after killing him, brought him back to life. Repeatedly, this meditator of the meditator could continue to create meritorious deeds for Xu Zhiqiong...

First of all, it's very rude to Ming Dao.

Secondly, Master made it very clear that if the verdict is wrong, you will be punished severely.

That is to say, you can't kill people who shouldn't be killed, and you can't bring back people who shouldn't be alive.

Those who should be killed should not live, and those who should live should not be killed. This is a contradiction. It is impossible for Xu Zhiqiong to pin his practice on a certain person or a specific group.

Before learning the resurrection technique, Xu Zhiqiong couldn't find a way to improve his cultivation.

Can't find a way out?

Isn't there another way out?
Is there another...

Xu Zhiqiong rushed into the Zhonglang Hall to find Xia Hu.

The matter of practice can be discussed later, anyway, he is already immortal.

Another avenue must be opened up as soon as possible.

After searching the Zhonglang Hall, Xu Zhiqiong only found Xia Hu's servant.

"Master has gone to the Qiancheng Kingdom to arrest the villains." The servant was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman, she was not very old, but she dealt with it calmly.

"Where did you go to Qiancheng Kingdom?" Xu Zhiqiong asked ferociously.

The servant replied calmly: "I don't know where he went, but the master said that Ma Changshi can't go to Qiancheng Kingdom."

"Why can't I..." Xu Zhiqiong was stunned for a moment, then remembered something.

Without the blood of the Qiancheng Kingdom, one cannot go to the Qiancheng Kingdom if the cultivation base is above the mortal world. This is the rule of the Land Abandoned by God.

If Xu Zhiqiong wants to go to Qiancheng Kingdom in the future, he will have to find another way, and this way is very difficult to think about.

The lady is too scheming, and I don't know if her door is so deep.

Xu Zhiqiong entrusted some matters to Lao Chang and Yang Wu, left Qiancheng Punishment Division, and went to Zhuyuan City.

When he arrived at the inn, Xu Zhiqiong went into Qianniang's room, but he saw Second Sister Lin lying on the bed, her face pale with anger.

Xu Zhiqiong was shocked, and hurried forward to check the situation.

Qianniang was not injured, but her Qi machine was severely depleted, and she was already on the verge of exhaustion.

Is this a fierce battle with people?
Xu Zhiqiong gradually frowned.

He told the judges of the Zhuzhou Punishment Department to take good care of Qianniang, but now that Qianniang was exhausted, those judges never helped her?

Xu Zhiqiong injected the power of imagery into Qianniang's meridians, Qianniang gradually recovered, and Xu Zhiqiong also discovered the reason.

Qianniang's vitality is exhausted, so it may not be because of a fierce battle.

He opened the Eye of Sin Karma and took a look, the cloud on Qianniang's body became much clearer, and her cultivation had reached the fifth rank.

She got promoted.

The promotion time is uncertain, but it should be within one or two days.

The Zhuzhou Punishment Department must have had someone look after her nearby, but it is reasonable for a girl's family to not go out, and the judge didn't find out anything unusual.

After the power of imagery was tempered, Qianniang gradually regained consciousness, and Xu Zhiqiong found some hot food for her, and after half a day, she recovered nearly half.

"Xu Lang, I think I've learned a lot from cultivation." Although she was still weak, Qianniang still smiled when she saw Xu Zhiqiong, her dimpled smile was still sweet.

Xu Zhiqiong asked: "Did you hear the advice from the Patriarch?"

Qianniang shook her head and said: "That's not true. I just followed what Xu Lang said and carefully studied the skills of each grade. When I was studying the sixth grade skills yesterday, I suddenly felt that the meridians are transparent. The more I learn, the more proficient I become.

Xu Shi didn't restrain himself, his energy dissipated too quickly, his body suddenly couldn't hold on, and he just fell asleep like this, sleeping for a day and a night. "

Xu Zhiqiong let out a sigh of relief, fortunately he came back in time.

This is the first time Xu Zhiqiong has seen a famous cultivator promoted after he knew about this sect.

Not to mention Xu Zhiqiong, even Qianniang was promoted in a real sense for the first time.

Prior to this, the Taoist sects of famous schools were chaotic and vague, with almost no concept of rank. Qianniang could not find a direction in her practice at all, and she could not perceive any obvious improvement and improvement.

This successful promotion gave Xu Zhiqiong a new understanding of famous artists.

First of all, what is certain is that the patriarch of the famous family has recovered, and the rank of the Taoist sect has been clarified.

Secondly, according to Qianniang's description, famous masters are a typical system of practice, and the process of practice is a typical practice.

Water grinding is good, what Qianniang needs to do is to continue polishing the previous techniques and learn new ones at the same time.

Who do you learn key new techniques from?

According to Qianniang's description, Lin Ruoxue did not have a famous cultivator. After her father passed away, it seemed that only Qianniang was a famous cultivator in this world.

I have to find a way to find my ancestors for advice.

Qianniang made up her mind: "Xu Lang, after I finish this errand, I'll go to the old soil and learn from my ancestor."

Xu Zhiqiong agreed to come down and meet the patriarch of the famous family, and ask him if he has the means to bring the dead back to life.

After sleeping all night, at dawn the next day, a layer of oily dirt appeared on Qianniang's body.

Practitioners such as Killing Dao, Domineering, Confucianism, Yin-Yang, etc. will all be in a similar situation after being promoted. This is a major feature of the practice system.

Qianniang felt that her body was dirty and she was very ashamed. She wanted to fetch some hot water and wash it off, but she was too weak to walk.

Xu Zhiqiong saw her thoughts, and asked Xiao Er to boil water and send it to the room. Xu Zhiqiong personally waited for Qianniang to wash her body.

At first Qianniang refused to agree, not only because she was afraid that Xu Lang would look at it, but also because Xu Lang would laugh at her if he saw the oil all over her body.

Xu Zhiqiong didn't smile, he scrubbed very seriously, little by little, inch by inch.

But when he was scrubbing his back, Xu Zhiqiong suddenly exclaimed: "Qianniang, not only do you have dimples on your face, you also have dimples on your fat peach eggs!"

When Qianniang heard this, her face was so hot that the water could be evaporated dry.

Xu Zhiqiong said quite proudly: "At the beginning, I wrote a folk song myself, saying that fat peach eggs have dimples, and if some people didn't believe it, I couldn't convince her either!
From now on, if anyone doesn't believe it, I'll take out this peach and have a look. Can you still see such a handsome dimple? "

Qianniang shivered and said, "Xu Lang, who do you want to show?"

Xu Zhiqiong thought for a moment, then patted his forehead.

Why should I show the peaches of other girls to others?
What's wrong with me?Why are thoughts out of control?

Could this be the result of divine infiltration?

Xu Zhiqiong thought of Xue Yun's state. When he was serious, he was an indomitable hero. If he went crazy, he would be an unreasonable existence.

He is often insane, is it also due to divinity?
……

Two days later, Qianniang recovered five or six points.

Zhuzhou's landscape is quite beautiful, just in late spring, the scenery is just right, Xu Zhiqiong took Qianniang to tour the mountains and waters, all the way to Baixiangquan.

Baixiang Spring is the most famous hot spring in Zhuzhou. The hot spring flows down from the mountains, and various stores attract cold springs, adjust the temperature, and then send them to the large and small spring pools in the store.

If it was in Huazhou, this kind of hot springs could be found everywhere, but in Zhuzhou it was the only one. Xu Zhiqiong booked a room with a private courtyard, and there was a spring pond in the courtyard.

After soaking in the hot spring for two days in the store, Qianniang carefully studied the techniques, and Xu Zhiqiong carefully studied Qianniang's dimples.

The one on the left is darker, the one on the right is lighter, the one in the middle...

The mountain flowers are just in bloom, and Qianniang wants to go to the mountain for a walk.

The source of the hot spring is in the middle of the mountain, gurgling and surging, and the heat wave is rolling.

It was the first time Qianniang saw the source of the hot spring, and out of curiosity, she wanted to go to have a look.

Xu Zhiqiong pulled her back. According to his perception, the spring water must be [-] degrees, and the rocks next to it can boil eggs. Qianniang's body has not fully recovered, and if she falls on this rock, she may be injured.

Qianniang was feeling regretful when she suddenly saw a group of seven or eight-year-old dolls walking barefoot on the rocks near Tangquan.

The rock was not far from the spring, and the dolls' feet were red from the heat. Almost every doll had blisters on the soles of their feet. They all had tears in their eyes, but they didn't dare to cry. They walked slowly on the stone.

Qianniang asked in surprise, "What is going to be done without scalding the child?"

An old man, about 70 to [-] years old, wearing a long robe and thick-soled boots, stood beside Tangquan.

There were three other men and three women, aged between twenty and fifty, all wearing thick-soled boots, following behind the old man.

The old man looked cold, watching the children walking on the stone slabs, when the children walked up to him, a middle-aged woman shouted: "Kneel!"

Dozens of dolls knelt on the stone slab.

There were a lot of tourists on the mountain, and they all came to see the excitement. A man frowned and said, "What is this for? Why are we Xuan people still learning to kneel?"

A young scholar next to him laughed and said, "Outsiders, please be careful when speaking. Do you know who these children are kneeling?"

The man said in amazement: "Whoever he is, we Xuan people don't kneel! Even if Mr. Liang's family comes, we won't kneel!"

The scholar shook his head and said, "What they kneel down is a saint, the name of Mr. Rong Ku, but you haven't heard of it?"

"Honor?" The man blinked, "Is this from the Mo family? The Mo family practiced the righteous way, and they didn't abuse people like this, and forced them to kneel."

This man has some knowledge. He knows that the master of the Mohist school is the star of bitterness, and he associates glory with bitterness.

The scholar sneered: "What the Mohists have learned are all craftsmen's skills, and these are all trivial skills in the market, so what's worth mentioning?
Mr. Rong Ku is a true sage in the world, and what he teaches is the highest, most true, and most enlightened truth in the world, how can it be compared with the lowly writers of the Mohist school? "

The man was puzzled: "Do you mean to make people kneel down?"

The scholar frowned and said: "They deserve this suffering. It's for their own good. It is their blessing that these children can become Mr. Rongku's disciples and be tempered by Mr. Rongku. Don't you If you understand the reason, don't talk nonsense here."

The middle-aged woman shouted again: "Li!"

Dozens of children kneeling on the slate kowtowed to Mr. Rong Ku.

Their foreheads touched the hot stone slabs, and the children wanted to cry, but they dared not.

Mr. Rong Ku examined each child, and without his instructions, the children could not raise their heads.

He sighed lightly and said: "One who has suffered from suffering can become a master, these rocks are steamed by hot springs day and night, have you ever heard rocks cry?
Now you are in the midst of suffering, don’t forget the kindness of teaching karma, and don’t forget the foundation of etiquette. Only by being sharpened by this can you achieve great things in the future! "

He kept making the children kneel like this.

The people around pointed at him, but this Mr. Rong Ku looked indifferent and turned a deaf ear, as if he had transcended the mundane world and was not in the world.

The scholar on the sidelines sighed and said: "This is tempering, this is tempering, this is the hardship of making great things and great tools!"

Xu Zhiqiong turned invisible, quietly came behind Mr. Rong Ku, and sent a sentence to his mind: "Are you a child of the Holy Patriarch?"

Mr. Rong Ku lost his composure, nodded repeatedly, and shouted loudly: "Yes!"

This startled everyone, including the scholar, who didn't know why Mr. Rong Ku suddenly lost his composure.

Xu Zhiqiong said another sentence: "Leave quickly, don't attract attention, bring all your subordinates and come here to find me at midnight."

"Yes!" Mr. Rong Ku shouted again.

No one knew why Mr. Rong Ku was startled, even the subordinates around him didn't know why.

But seeing Mr. Rong Ku clearing his throat, he said to everyone: "Yes, it's time, today's lecture, that's it, you wait to step back."

A group of children were relieved and left Tangquan with the three men and three women.

The man who watched the excitement spat: "The child has suffered such a great crime, just to listen to his nonsense?"

The scholar snorted and said, "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening. How can you, a commoner, know the truth?"

Most people really don't understand why.

Bullying the weak, torturing the good, and then telling a bunch of nonsense.

This is the hallmark of Nufu Cult.

No matter what kind of pretense he puts on, it can't stop the stench from Nufujiao.

(End of this chapter)