Daxia Lingxian

Chapter 425: What happened when I woke up, the fairy in Luofu’s dream.

In late October of the first year of the Republic of China, collections of books from various countries were successively delivered to the Luoyang Palace.

Among them, there are more than [-] volumes of ancient slips with a history of more than [-] years.

The ancient slips of the world were finally gathered together after the unification and were no longer scattered.

This alone is a huge achievement.

Luo Ning simply used his status as the Prime Minister of the Supervisory State to preside over the review of ancient books and read ancient slips openly.

For more than a month, Luo Ning was immersed in the library hall of Luoyang Palace, reading various ancient slips and looking for clues hidden in ancient classics.

There is nothing else in my mind, and I forget both things.

What is strange is that Luo Ning actually forgot to eat and drink, and became fasting unintentionally.

Scrolls of ancient slips were stacked higher and higher beside him.

In the end, Luo Ning was buried in the ancient slips, as if he had disappeared into the smoke and dust of history.

His right fingers were calloused, their acuity decreased, and his reading speed slowed down, so he had to switch to his left hand.

Until the fingers of my left hand also developed calluses, I finally finished reading all the ancient letters.

"It's done."

The blind young man, who had been reading for more than a month, gently put down the last scroll.

Luo Ning breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of joy in his expression.

The ancient secrets that have been sealed for a long time are no longer hidden in the mist, but are vaguely visible.

I see.

Luo Ning picked up the long-forgotten dry pipe and lit it, puffing out smoke, his eyes becoming more and more mysterious in the smoke.

Through all the ancient slips, he finally weaved a relatively complete ancient clue map like peeling off cocoons and pulling out threads!
  The answer he and Lu Pianpian wanted to know was available.

Luo Ning was sure that no one had done this like him for thousands of years.

Even if you want to do it, you can't find all the ancient books in the world. But Luo Ning did it.

At this time, Luo Ning was definitely the person with the most profound knowledge of ancient history in the world, a master of ancient history who had not appeared in a thousand years.

Reading so many ancient bamboo slips in a short period of time consumed Luo Ning's energy.

His hair is gray, and his hair has grown up.

Luo Ning's whole person's temperament is pure and elegant, but also carries a kind of ancient tranquility that is far away from the world, as if he has returned to his original nature.

The demeanor of a master outside the world is even more extraordinary, and he forgets the world after seeing it. Anyone who sees it can't help but be in awe.

Luo Ning slowly stood up from the book desk surrounded by ancient slips and chanted casually:
  Entering Shushan in January, nine thousand years of spring and autumn.

Time has left ancient slips behind, and clouds and smoke are born in the sky and sea.

The spider silk reveals the great secret, and the remaining scroll asks the sky.

There are so many things to do when you wake up, Luofu is a fairy in his dream.

After Luo Ning finished reciting this poem, he felt as if his soul was blessed and felt that his Taoist heart had become more rounded.

It's as if the entire soul has traveled to the distant ancient times.

It's also as if he is not a modern person at all, but an ancient person who drifted through time and space from the long scrolls.

Luo Ning looked to the east, his eyes far away.

The clue map has been completed, and it’s time to go to Yanguo to tell Lu Pianpian.

Luo Jingping sat for a while, smoked two bags of dry cigarettes, and then left the library hall where he had stayed for more than a month.

But he didn't know that everything about him had been reported to the emperor Zhao Zheng by the astonished palace people.

"Back to Your Majesty, Mr. Luo Ning has been reading the ancient slips for thirty-six days and has not eaten a single meal. Although his appearance has been reduced and his hair has grown prematurely, there is no risk of starving to death."

"The Imperial Master is like a god, sitting quietly in the sea of ​​books for more than a month, not knowing what night it is, fasting without food, like an immortal in the mountains."

"Your Majesty, Mr. Luo Ning just eloquently eloquently eloquently composed the poem, which has great meaning. The saying is..."

Zhao Zheng couldn't help being surprised when he heard these reports.

He knew that Luo Ning had been immersed in ancient books for more than a month, but he never expected that he would forget food and sleep to this extent.

Even if he does not eat for more than a month, he will still be safe and sound!
  "Is the Imperial Master a living god?" Zhao Zheng was very surprised when he heard the report, "He is really a master!"

Zhao Zheng was not only surprised, but also very pleasantly surprised.

If one does not eat without food and is not in danger, he must be a virtuous person.

No wonder, the Imperial Master is known as the Unparalleled Imperial Scholar, an astonishing talent beyond compare.

"...Time left ancient slips, clouds and smoke arose in the sky...When I woke up, there were so many things, like a fairy in a Luofu dream."

Zhao Zheng was reciting Luo Ning's poems, his heart was swaying and his thoughts were far away.

This poem has a transcendent and otherworldly meaning, which shows that the master of the country is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Then, the national master's strategy of searching for the holy ghosts and restoring faith will inevitably affect the rise and fall of the world.

"Your Majesty, I would like to see Mr. Luo Ning, the Governor of the Kingdom." The palace servant's report interrupted the emperor's thoughts.

Zhao Zheng said: "I personally came out of the palace to greet you!"

Zhao Zheng did not dare to neglect Luo Ning at this time. He actually came out of the palace to greet him as the emperor.

As soon as he left the palace, he saw Luo Ning, with pale hair and a wooden stick in his hand, walking slowly towards him.

The popularity of the person with the loose posture of crane bones and the spirit of immortality is really heart-wrenching.

"Your Majesty." Luo Ning held his staff and nodded, "Excuse me for your Majesty's condescension to come out to greet me. I am terrified."

He said he was scared, but he was calm and calm, and the old god was there, so how could he feel any sincerity and fear?
  "The Imperial Master is very polite." Zhao Zheng also bowed his hands and saluted, "I am very worried about not seeing the Imperial Master for more than a month. How can I not welcome the Imperial Master when he leaves the customs today?"

Luo Ning smiled kindly, "Your Majesty is magnanimous and noble. He must be an eternal holy king and set an example for generations to come. Your Majesty, please!"

The monarch and his ministers bowed to each other and came out of the palace to take their seats. Zhao Zheng asked the question he was most concerned about:
  "I heard that the Imperial Master studied in seclusion for thirty-six days and did not eat or drink. He has been fasting for more than a month and is safe and sound. Is the Imperial Master a divine person?"

After saying that, he looked at Luo Ning with twinkling eyes and expectant expression.

Luo Ning pretended to be profound and said:
  "Back to Your Majesty. What's the big deal about living without a valley? Xiao Daoer. Even if you ride on the clouds, ride on flying dragons, eat the wind and dew, and travel around the world, they are not all illusory and foreign things."

"I once dreamed of the Nether Palace of Jiuquan and the White Jade Palace in the sky. There was a saying in the dream that I am an immortal, so I have entered the world of mortals and experienced tribulations to benefit the common people and achieve positive results."

Zhao Zheng said in disbelief: "So, the Imperial Master is really a reincarnated immortal?"

Luo Ning knew that this was the first step to make Zhao Zheng believe that he was a holy ghost, so he took the opportunity to say:

"Whether I am an immortal who has been reincarnated through calamities or not, I don't dare to claim to myself. It's just that my reaction is different from ordinary people. It's not cold in the weather, and I'm not hungry. It's true."

Zhao Zheng was in awe and said excitedly:

"That must be the immortal master who has been reincarnated and endured many tribulations. What is recorded in the ancient books is actually true!"

He suddenly thought of the Holy Ghost. Holy ghosts should also be reincarnated immortals, right?
  So... is it possible that the Imperial Master is a holy ghost?
  This thought flashed across Zhao Zheng's mind, but it did not enter his heart.

Because this guess is really unbelievable.

Luo Ning showed a look of regret, "It's a pity that people in the world are so dismissive of ghosts and gods. Because they can't hear or see, they think ghosts and gods are just absurd stories."

"What's more, they have no awe and do not believe in ghosts and gods, so the saints say that they do not understand ghosts and must go beyond the rules."  "However, the records in the ancient books still show the knife marks, and they are three-quarters deep into the wood. Are they all fabricated?"

"For example, if you can't see the stars and the moon when you look up during the day, do the stars and the moon not exist? If you can't see the vitality when breathing, does it mean that the vitality doesn't exist? People can't see the cause and effect in the dark, but the cause and effect is free."

"How can we think that ghosts and gods don't exist just because we can't see them with the naked eye and have no sense of the five senses?"

"If ghosts and gods do not exist, then why do we still need to sacrifice ancestors? Isn't that contradictory?"

Zhao Zheng left the table and bowed: "Sir, please teach me how to truly communicate with ghosts and gods."

Luo Ning sighed: "Although ghosts and gods exist, they are far away from the human world. Your Majesty, what are ghosts and gods? They are the cause and effect of the world of mortals and fireworks."

"When the world no longer believes in ghosts and gods, then ghosts and gods will not be able to manifest. This is...all those who wish to become gods."

"The same is true for cultivating the Tao. If the heart is not sincere and the Tao is empty, it will be illusory."

"The human heart is a god on one side and a beast on the other. If there is a god in the heart, it becomes a god. If there is no god in the heart, it becomes a beast."

"The world's people have fallen so far away from the gods and are close to animals. Then, the catastrophe of cause and effect is an unavoidable destiny."

"This is why the Eternal Saint King must help people's hearts, promote justice, and educate the world. This is the way of cultivation for emperors."

"Therefore, the dojo for emperors to practice is not in the caves, heavens, heavens, or fairy mountains, but in the temples and in the hearts of the subjects."

Zhao Zheng thought for a long time and then bowed again: "I already know that you are a great teacher. I am really lucky to have you as your teacher!"

"Zhao Zheng is willing to worship Mr. Wang as his teacher and respect him as the emperor's teacher! He will be taught for life!"

Luo Ning also bowed to him and said, "I am extremely ashamed, my lord. Your majesty is magnanimous and accepts advice readily. I am so lucky to be able to assist your majesty."

"But for the sake of the Chinese nation and your majesty's merits, I am willing to travel eastward to the sea to search for ancient immortal relics and visit holy ghosts."

"Going east to sea?" Zhao Zheng was startled, "The Imperial Master wants to go to sea to find immortals?"

Luo Ning nodded, "This matter is of great importance, and I must handle it personally. It involves the great cause of faith, so why should I go so far away?"

Zhao Zheng thought for a while and said, "If the Imperial Master wants to go to sea, he must have thought deeply and deeply. Of course I will give you my full help!"

"What does the Imperial Master need from me?"

Luo Ning said unceremoniously: "Your Majesty, please prepare nine large ships to represent the Kyushu. Equipped with [-] naval troops, [-] water tanks, and [-] tons of food..."

The emperor nodded without hesitation, "Okay! Just Mr. Yi! This matter is easy to hear!"

Then he looked a little reluctant and said, "Although Jiren has his own destiny, my husband is leaving, and I don't know when we can meet again."

Luo Ning said: "I will return within three to five years!"

"After I leave, Your Majesty should promote the great cause of faith and let the people of the world know about it."

This is telling Zhao Zheng to prepare public opinion first and let the people understand what is going on.

The next day, Zhao Zheng officially issued an edict to enlighten the world. He respected Luo Ning as the emperor's master and named him Lord of Canghai. He went to sea on behalf of the emperor to search for holy ghosts and immortal sites.

Orders to mobilize large ships and sailors were also sent to the coastal states of Yan and Yang.

Coincidentally, on this day, Wei Jifeng, an old friend of Chang'an, also arrived in Luoyang.

"Brother Luo, I want to go to sea with you." Wei Jifeng said without hesitation as soon as he saw Luo Ning.

"I have informed your Majesty, and your Majesty has approved the appointment of me as deputy envoy to go to sea with you."

Luo Ning was also very happy to see Wei Jifeng, whom he hadn't seen for half a year, "Brother Wei also wants to go to sea? You are already the Prime Minister of Yong State, and your health is not good, why bother..."

Wei Jifeng said: "Brother Luo, I have made up my mind. Unless Brother Luo doesn't want to take me with him."

"Alas, I don't have much time left, and I haven't seen the vast ocean yet. Being able to see the vastness of the ocean before I die will be a comfort in this life."

Luo Ning nodded and said: "Since Brother Wei has this wish, how can I dare to disobey him? Then please invite Brother Wei to go with you."

Three days later, Luo Ning said goodbye to the emperor, left Luoyang, and headed eastward with his guards. Wei Jifeng followed as deputy envoy.

fair enough. A deputy envoy is always appointed anyway. It is certainly better for Wei Jifeng, a good friend, to serve as deputy envoy than for someone else to serve as deputy envoy.

Along the way, Luoning encountered countless thieves who came in and out of the mountains, forests and rivers.

There are many brown men with dove-shaped faces and ragged Guizhou heads on the road. Many prostitutes leaned directly against the door to smile and wave to passers-by.

There are also disabled children who were conceived from time to time, appearing in the streets and alleys, begging for money and gaining sympathy.

Brothels, gambling dens, gambling shops, markets and other places are common and numerous.

Regardless of whether it was the State of Yu, the State of Xu, or the State of Yan, most of the officials and people they met were cowardly and philistine, with evasive eyes, hesitant expressions, and a hint of hostility.

It seems that there is a kind of twilight and evil spirit that can corrode people's hearts, permeating the cities and countryside.

Even the children and the elderly lack a lot of the innocence and honest feeling of elders. Instead, most of them have an indescribable precocity and cunningness.

"There is not enough righteousness, but there is more than enough evil. The world is declining, and people's desires are rampant." Wei Jifeng, who was accompanying him, said, "I finally understand why Brother Luo suggested that Your Majesty rebuild the great cause of faith."

"The hearts of the people in this world are so accumulated that it is difficult to recover. If it is not caused by cause and effect, it cannot be cured by strong medicine."

Luo Ning said: "Because of this, even though the tide is flowing, I am going!"

……

More than a month later, Luo Ning arrived at Jijing, the royal city of Yan Kingdom!

The regent princess of Yan Kingdom has long been waiting outside the city with the officials of Yan Kingdom.

The welcoming ceremony was very grand, which gave Luo Ning enough face.

"Mr. Luo Ning has come to Jijing to bring glory to the country." Lu Pianpian smiled generously and said, "Sir, please!"

All the officials of the Yan Kingdom saluted together, and they all looked respectful.

Now Mr. Luo Ning is famous all over the world, and they have all heard about it. Seeing Luo Ning's demeanor at this time, everyone was filled with admiration.

There are no worthless people under the famous name.

The four-year-old King Yan also said in a babyish voice: "Mr. Luo Ning, please."

Luo Ning looked like an elder and smiled kindly: "Your Majesty, your wisdom is extraordinary, and you will definitely be a wise king of the Yan Kingdom in the future. Please, Your Majesty!"

The Yanguo Recorder immediately recorded:

"On the seventh day of the first lunar month in the second year of the Republic of China, Luo Ning, the Supreme Minister of the Supervisory State, the Emperor's Master, and Lord of Canghai, went to Jijing. The Princess Regent and the Lord went up to the west gate to greet them."

After some polite greetings, Luo Ning followed Lu Pianpian directly into King Yan's palace.

When Lu Pianpian retreated and there were only two people left in the hall, Luo Ning immediately said:
  "After reading ancient books for more than a month, the clue map is almost ready."

He directly took out a picture and said, "The location of Youquan Mountain should be on the Canghai Sea, about [-] miles away to the east of Qing Kingdom."

"There used to be a valley there, but now it has been submerged by the sea for eight thousand years and has become an underwater canyon."

"Ninety thousand miles?" Lu Pianpian frowned, "How long will it take us to walk such a long sea route? We have no cultivation level and are about the same as ordinary people. Ninety thousand miles is also very far for us."

Luo Ning said: "Don't worry, I didn't read the ancient books in vain this time. I know a lot of useful information."

"On the sea more than three thousand miles away from the coast, every five years, there is a west wind that lasts for half a year, day and night. When the west wind blows, a large ship can travel at least five or six hundred miles a day and a night."

"As long as we seize the opportunity and take advantage of the westerly wind period in this half-year period, it will be enough to reach Youquan Mountain!"

"Besides that, I also learned a lot of secrets."

Lu Pianpian's eyes lit up, "Speak quickly!"

(End of this chapter)