Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 29

"Literate?" Wang Yi looked at Cui Yu in surprise.

"Yes, are you literate?" Cui Yu asked.

"I can't read! My husband can't read, how can I know how to read?" Wang Yi looked like a fool.

Looking at Wang Yi, whose face was taken for granted, Cui Yu couldn't help feeling dizzy: Didn't he get on a pirate ship?

It's really head-scratching!
Cui Yu looked at Xiao Yi, and the two stared at each other.

"Just kidding, sir, of course you can read." Wang Yi suddenly smiled slyly: "But sir, writing records the laws of the world and the changes of all things in the world, but writing is also a kind of bondage. After knowing the writing, we will go to understand the world. The principle of operation will inevitably encounter obstacles in knowledge and vision, and what you have learned is bound by words. Instead, it is better to understand the principles from the book first, and then understand the words."

Hearing Wang Yi's words, Cui Yu finally understood why the Nanhua old Taoist priest asked him to come and learn characters with Li Ming.

If he hadn't seen the pious expression on the other side's knowledge, he would be a liar!
He just wants to know how to read, why is it so difficult?He doesn't practice Confucianism, so what's the use of understanding the truth?

But I kowtowed my head, and it was too late to repent.

I was looking at the senior brother and the second senior brother next to me, none of them were normal, have you ever seen someone drinking in class?Have you ever seen a class with eyes closed and a sword in his arms?
Once it comes, it will be safe, Cui Yu can only sit down and listen to the old Taoist priest recite the poems and talk about the Dao in the poems.

However, the lectures of the old Confucian scholar were so lifelike that even Cui Yu was fascinated. Accompanied by the other party's lecture, Cui Yu could only feel a series of wonderful truths flickering in his mind, and he had an inexplicable comprehension about words and human ethics.

Cui Yu was fascinated by what he heard, and his whole body was gradually immersed in it. Suddenly, a little coolness emerged in his soul. Cui Yu was startled and suddenly opened his eyes, showing a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Weird power!

Found what?
Accompanied by the old Confucian scholar's teaching, the mysteries of the countless scriptures turned into traces of strange power and floated in the small courtyard.

This strange force is peaceful in nature, exuding a peaceful and magnificent aura, like wisps of mist floating in the air, exuding a mysterious and unpredictable aura.

"Is this kind of strange power the awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism?" Cui Yu was shocked when he saw the strange power floating in the air.

Accompanied by the old Confucian scholar chanting scriptures, the sound of chanting scriptures and the words spit out turned into strange floating mid-air, and the old Taoist priest was the source of the strange power in the air.

With a thought in his heart, a wisp of strange power floating in the air merged into his body, turning into an inexplicable force that nourished his soul.

This strange force did not arouse the reaction of his own innate supernatural power.

This is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

Feeling the strange force fluctuating in the air, this strange force floating in the air will not actively invade the human body, but will immerse the person in a unique state, and the spirit will emit some kind of fluctuation Only by matching the frequency of the strange force in the air can the strands of strange force be absorbed.

"Unbelievable! It's simply unbelievable!" Cui Yu's eyes were full of shock.

"This old Confucian scholar really has something."

It was the first time Cui Yu met someone who was full of weird power.

"The old Confucian scholar is capable, and he is using his own wisdom to enlighten the wisdom of his disciples." Cui Yu was greatly shocked. Although he did not practice seriously, he could still see the way.

The second senior brother Nanbei who closed his eyes was fluctuating in energy and energy all over his body, and he turned a blind eye to the strange power all over the sky, and only occasionally captured a ray of unique energy in the air and put it into his body.

The elder brother beside him was a little drunk, and he never refused the strange power in the air, and his whole body seemed to turn into a bottomless pit.

As for the third senior brother Wang Yi, he is even more out of line, with countless qi all over his body, not only does not refuse all the qi, but also actively draws the strange power in his body into the body.

Surprising!

A nest is weird!

Or a nest of Confucian monks.

As long as they don't die, under the irrigation of the old Confucianists day and night, one day these people will become the pillars of Confucianism.

There was a shock in Cui Yu's eyes: "It's the right time! Let alone a hundred tans of rice, even [-] tans are worth it!"

From birth to the present, he has seen martial arts photos of Yaodao, Canopy, Dragon Girl, and Yulong clan, all of whom can be called Feitiandun monks, but he only saw two monks with strange powers. .

One is an unknown thing that releases strange powers underground to harm people.

There is also this old Confucian scholar in front of him who releases strange powers to nourish people's hearts and help people to open up their wisdom.

The old Confucian scholar looked ordinary, even a little dull, but Cui Yu felt his scalp tingling when he saw the strange force flowing in his tone.

Words alone turn into strange power, what kind of cultivation is this old Confucian scholar?
"This time, I'm grateful! I want to thank Master Nanhua when I go back." Cui Yu was thoughtful.

Then look at Zhang Jiao on the side, holding the stick and falling asleep far away, the whole person is drowsy, all the strange power is close to his body three feet, and all of it is absorbed by the stick.

The old Confucian scholar lectured very quickly, and three hours passed in a blink of an eye.

The old Confucian scholar stopped lecturing, and looked at several people: "This is the end of today's lecturing, you can understand it yourself when you go back."

At this point, the words paused again: "Xiaoyi, go cook. I have accepted a new apprentice for my teacher today, so I should celebrate it."

"Sir, there is no more rice in the pot." Xiaoyi smiled wryly: "The rice porridge this morning is the last bowl of rice."

"Go and kill the chicken at the door." The old Confucian scholar said calmly, taking his time and not bowing down for five buckets of rice.

"Don't dare, those chickens still need to be kept to lay eggs, they are the treasures of my wife." Xiaoyi shook her head quickly.

The old Confucian scholar was silent when he heard the words, and said after a while: "Read the book. There are thousands of millets in the book."

"Sir, books can't be eaten as food." Li Kunpeng quit beside him, and smashed the vermilion wine gourd on the table: "You took me as an apprentice and abducted me from the north, but you agreed to drink wine every day. Food is waiting for you. But after you come here, don’t talk about eating porridge for three meals a day, you can’t pinch my neck and cut off my food ration.”

The old Confucian smiled wryly.

"Master, why don't you go and invite Mistress back? When Mistress comes back, we will have something to eat." Wang Yi comforted from the side: "It's better to lose face than suffer."

"That shrew, leave her alone. Even if I starve to death, I will never bow my head." The old Confucian scholar walked into the room after speaking.

The three brothers and sisters sighed in unison, and Wang Yi looked at Cui Yu with a pair of eyes.

Seeing this, Cui Yu smiled: "Today I can't do anything, but tomorrow I will be able to send corn to all senior brothers."

"Brother Nanbei." Wang Yi looked at the young man with his eyes closed.

The young man felt as if he had been bitten by a snake when he heard the words, and he was shocked: "Junior brother!!! I am a swordsman, not a street performer!!!"

Second Senior Brother Nan Bei finally opened his eyes, his voice full of helplessness.

Their eyes met for an instant, and Cui Yu was sure that he saw a sword in Nanbei's eyes.

A sword stained with countless blood.

High mountains and steep mountains, floating clouds and mountains and rivers, demons and ghosts are all the souls of the dead under the sword.

It was a sword that killed countless strange creatures and absorbed countless elves' strange essence.Countless evil spirits are sealed in it, and he must be told to close his eyes all the time to calm down, so that any evil spirit can be suppressed.

The sword light disappeared in a flash, as if it was an illusion.When I looked again, Nanbei's eyes were as clear as water, without any waves or impurities.

It's just that at this time the owner of those eyes showed a dumbfounding expression.

"Swordsmen have to eat too!" Wang Yi stared at him.

Nan Bei gave a wry smile, hugged the sword and walked out of the gate with his head drooping.

"Junior brother, don't be offended, our days are too difficult to describe in words." Wang Yi looked at Cui Yu, afraid to scare him away.

"From now on, I will come here often, so I won't be surprised." Eldest brother Li Kunpeng moved to Cui Yu's side: "I heard that the younger brother has good wine?"

"It's really good wine, top-quality wine." Cui Yu said with a smile, "I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

In order not to make this poor family worse, Cui Yu decided to leave Baicao Hall with the little Taoist Zhang Jiao.

When parting, Wang Yi went to the door and grabbed Cui Yu's sleeve reluctantly, for fear that Cui Yu, who had been taken for a ride, would be too scared to come back.

Walking out of the alley, Zhang Jiao pinched his nose and incited vigorously: "Brother Cui, I'm afraid you have been deceived! This is not a place for teaching and learning, it is clearly a bunch of liars. With that hundred tans of food, we can be carefree After eating for ten or eight years, why do you jump into the fire pit?"

"You don't understand." Cui Yu shook his head, did not refute Zhang Jiao's words, went all the way to the restaurant, reserved a table for a banquet, ordered it to be delivered to Baicao Hall, and then walked home with Zhang Jiao.

"By the way, haven't you asked for the Taoist priest's name yet?" Cui Yu seemed to have remembered something, and asked quickly.

"The name of the poor is 'Daxian'." Zhang Jiao replied.

"Great Immortal? It's a strange Taoist name." Cui Yu misunderstood and mistook Da Xian for a Great Immortal. There seemed to be some wonderful misunderstanding between the two of them.

"I just want to be like my dao name in my life." Zhang Jiao looked envious.

"I also hope to become an immortal and become an ancestor like your Taoist name." Cui Yu also said with emotion.

Zhang Jiao was taken aback when he heard the words, question marks all over his head:? ? ?Why did it involve Cheng Xian as the ancestor?
But Cui Yu is his meal ticket, so he can do whatever the other party says.

lijiacun

Outside the thatched cottage

The old Daoist Nanhua Daoist who was weaving a dog suddenly raised his head, looked towards the direction of Daliang City with his eyes, put down the dog in his hand, stretched out his fingers for a while, and suddenly the corner of his mouth cracked: "Hahaha! Hahaha! The number of days is over. "

"Shoucheng." The old Taoist shouted.

"Master, why are you laughing?" Zhang Jiao came from under the shade with a surprised expression on his face.

"The Man of Destiny is here. You go to the village and wait for Cui Yu. When you see the Taoist priest beside him, invite him to come here and explain."

Nanhua Daoist said with a smile.

Shoucheng was taken aback when he heard the words, then got up and walked quickly to the village.

Cui Yu and Zhang Jiao returned all the way, and when they came to the head of the village, they saw the little Taoist priest Shoucheng guarding the head of the village.

"I met Cui Xinshi." Shoucheng stepped forward and saluted.

"Why is the Taoist priest here?" Cui Yu looked surprised.

"My master came up with a hexagram on a whim today, and I want to invite this fellow Taoist to go and explain it." Shoucheng replied.

Cui Yu was taken aback: Guess what?

Then look at the lottery in Zhang Jiao's arms.

Zhang Jiao was also stunned, and his heart missed half a beat: If he can count me in the hexagram, he must be a real Taoist.I, a fake Taoist priest, bluffed and deceived me with the Taoist signboard, did I cause trouble? "

"I don't know who respects a master?" Zhang Jiao hurriedly asked humbly.

You don't need to have the ability to walk the rivers and lakes, but the skill of watching the dishes and watching people's eyes is indispensable.

"Family teacher Nanhua." Shoucheng said with a little complacency.

"Nanhua??? Which Nanhua???" Zhang Jiao was stunned upon hearing this.

"There is only one person named Nanhua in this world." The little Taoist priest Shoucheng said.

"Please take me quickly to pay a visit to Master Nanhua." Zhang Jiao's eyes lit up, and his body was trembling with excitement.

Then the two ignored Cui Yu, said 'I'm sorry' and disappeared into the distant mountains and forests.

"The old Taoist priest is famous?" Cui Yu was puzzled when he heard this.

He doesn't belong to the cultivation world of this world, so how could he know the name of Master Nanhua?

Walking home with doubts in mind, his father, younger sister, Yang Erlang and others were having a barbecue in the yard. When they saw Cui Yu came back, they greeted him. Cui Yu put a bag of corn on the stool, said hello and walked back to the house.

"It's polished rice! Top-quality polished rice! The polished rice that nobles can only eat!" The little girl opened the bag curiously, and then cheered, her voice full of surprise.

It is already very good to be able to eat bran in this day and age, let alone polished rice?
Even Yang Erlang and Cui Huhu stopped the action of grilling meat in their hands, looked at the polished rice with their eyes, and then looked at Cui Yu's room.

"What is this kid doing outside? Why is there all the polished rice?" Cui Huhu frowned, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Doesn't he know what his son is capable of?
Can he get this polished rice?

"Uncle, don't worry about it, my little brother has grown up." Yang Erlang looked at Cui Huhu and said.

Cui Huhu was silent when he heard the words: "I'm worried that he went the wrong way outside."

inside the house

The second young lady had already woken up, and she was lying on the bed, lost in thought.

"Are you back?" Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xiang Caizhu came out from the curtain, looking at Cui Yu with sparkling eyes.

"You seem to have changed?" Cui Yu looked at Xiang Caizhu and noticed the change in Xiang Caizhu's temperament.

"Awakened! I'm awakened!" Xiang Caizhu looked excited, jumped up from the bed, and threw herself directly into Cui Yu's arms.

"So fast? Only two wisps of divine power." Cui Yu looked surprised: "What ability have you awakened?"

"I don't know, it's still in pregnancy." Xiang Caizhu shook her head.

"People outside didn't notice you?" Cui Yu was referring to his father and younger brother.

"With Yu as a cover, it's not difficult for you to hide someone in this house." Xiang Caizhu said proudly.

"Is it still transformed into divine blood?" Cui Yu asked.

"Of course transformation." Xiang Caizhu said without even thinking about it: "And I found that the bloodline I was born with seems to be somewhat different from your transformed bloodline."

(End of this chapter)