Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

And it's as black as ink, there's no trace of variegation at all!
Chen Ze continued to infuse Yuan Qi, but the thick, black, short and fat man stopped growing, only the bare branches seemed to be blown by the wind, pointing in the same direction.

But there is no wind at all.

Chen Ze looked in the direction pointed by the branches, but saw that the lines of the magic circle on the ground were also different in density, with flashes marking this direction.

So he followed the guidance and stepped out of the cave until he stopped at the junction between the edge of the cave and the floor tile area.

What are you here for?
At the same time, this is also the edge of the magic circle he set up.

Chen Ze squatted down, reached out and tapped some of the floor tiles that had not been completely damaged.

Judging from the remaining traces, this is most likely caused by a sharp weapon, which is in line with the characteristics of a pangolin's sharp claws.

The instructions ended here, leaving Chen Ze a little confused.

Is it under the floor tiles?
Chen Ze had experience in engraving magic circles before, so he naturally had some guesses at this time.

The reason why the floor tiles have not been actively destroyed is also out of consideration for protecting the spirit gathering formation.

But now
Chen Ze saw that most of the floor tiles here were damaged, so he simply stretched out his hand and pulled along the cracks of the bricks, lifting up several connected whole bricks in one go.

Sure enough, under the floor tiles are also intricate reliefs, but on a smaller scale.

But... why does it feel weird?

Chen Ze stretched out his spiritual sense to investigate, and the effect of recognizing these lines seems to be different from what he imagined.

So he lifted more floor tiles along the lines, fully exposing the lines.

There is an obvious dividing line at the edge of the pattern, and the inner part is the structural pattern of the spirit gathering formation.

In other words, this area hides a mystery, and it is actually an independent magic circle.

huh~
After Chen Ze fumbled, he directly injected Yuan Qi to activate the magic circle.

hoo hoo hoo hoo!
The moment the lines lit up, there was a deafening roar of a beast!

The movement was outrageously loud, and Chen Ze quickly backed away in shock, the faint blue color on his body became more intense, ready to fight!
However, Chen Ze didn't wait for the follow-up. The unexplained roar of the beast stopped after only two seconds, and it was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

After a while, a burst of hearty laughter came from the ground ahead.

To be precise, it originated from the magic circle activated on the ground.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

The laughter was extremely free, and it took half a minute to stop laughing and coughing twice.

And Chen Ze had almost figured out the situation.

In front of you is a phonograph circle!
"Are you afraid of me?" Then a gentle and generous male voice sounded slowly. Just listening to the voice can make people think of an elegant scholar in a high crown and long robe.

At the same time, the magic circle projected white light to form characters, with "subtitles" hanging in the air.

It seems that there is also a photo taking function, just like a holographic projection.

"Hahahahaha cough cough, cough cough cough cough."

Before Chen Ze could think about it, the magic circle started laughing again, and this time he coughed for a long time before barely stopping.

This also made Chen Ze more aware of the physical condition and bad taste of the owner of the voice.

Was the beast roar at the beginning of the co-authoring a prank? !
"Excellent! When you see this formation, you will understand."

Then the voice babbled a bunch of half-literate and half-white words. Fortunately, Chen Ze had a good knowledge of classical Chinese in order to read ancient books thoroughly, so he could understand most of them at this time.

The general idea is to praise the good eyesight of the descendants who can see through the key points and find this magic circle where the sound and shadow are preserved.

Chen Ze thought to himself that it might not be someone who found it, maybe it was a pangolin with its head on all fours?
Now it seems that the cave was not dug randomly, but implied a deep meaning.

As for why the pangolin didn't finish all the work, but left half of it, it is impossible to know.

Then the voice stagnated, and lengthy texts began to appear in front of him, only the faintly suppressed low cough was still acting as the background sound.

Chen Ze found a good angle to take a closer look.

"Yang Jiu is not the earth, the sky is not the sky, it is what I said before! But today is the world"

Although Chen Ze's proficiency in ancient prose is not low, he can't stand up to this long bombardment, and can only roughly decipher the core meaning of it.

It seems to be calling on the people of the world to fight against a certain force, and this force is called "Waixu".

It's quite different from what Chen Ze imagined, it doesn't seem to mention the titles like Cangtian or Huangtian.

Thousands of words were eloquent, and Chen Zeyun was in a fog. It was not until the appearance of the last paragraph that he regained a sense of familiarity.

"The gods and men of the ancients had their own right and wrong, and what they got and what they didn't get, it's a matter of course."

This is the last volume of "Taiping Jingchao", Guibu!

It is generally believed that this passage is really from the original text of the "Taiping Jing", while other parts have long been lost.

The "Taiping Jing" handed down by later generations is actually copied from "Lingshu Ziwen" and other classics of the Qing school.

From this point of view, most of what Chen Ze saw now was the complete version of the original text of "Taiping Jing".

It's just a pity that the system that keeps running at all times has not retrieved relevant skills or triggered the fusion function, and it seems that it does not include cultivation skills.

And after that, the voice reappeared and began to speak eloquently.

"Yu was born in the south of Yanzhou, in the north of Dongjun."

It seemed that the matter was too serious. The owner of the voice was obviously very uncomfortable, but he still suppressed his cough and explained it himself.

This made him speak extremely slowly, and gave Chen Ze time to interpret it slowly.

In a nutshell, this person officially introduced his life. He spent his childhood in the fields, met a Taoist by chance when he became an adult, joined the Taiping Dao, was awarded talisman Taoism, and at the same time knew the existence of the Outer Ruins.

Later, in order to resist the puppet court in Waixu, he, Zhang Jiao and others launched the Yellow Turban Uprising, but it was finally suppressed.

The overall depiction is similar to the well-known historical facts, but there are so many differences in the details.

For example, the battle scenes described by the voice master include heavenly soldiers descending into the world, thunderbirds appearing, and earth dragons rolling around, which are basically the same as fighting with gods.

And according to what he said, Zhang Jiao died prematurely precisely because he peeped at the Outer Ruins too frequently and was hated.

But in any case, the failure of Taipingdao is a certainty.

But the owner of the voice survived, and led the remnants of his people to operate secretly for many years, but unexpectedly, a traitor turned against him and leaked the secret
Then it stopped abruptly, not because Chen Ze was tired, but because the owner of the voice stopped talking at a critical moment, and instead made an ingenious request, and continued speaking only when it was satisfied.

"It's called a wooden ox and a flowing horse. I think it's very impressive. If you can see it and hear its sound, you can talk about it."

He even breaks chapters!
Chen Ze got angry and looked at the ground according to the owner of the voice. There were indeed four grooves formed by the intersection of lines, which could accommodate four horseshoes!
You wait!

With a flash of Chen Ze's figure, he quickly went back to the stone house and picked up a fake horse to carry it over, and punched it towards the four grooves on the ground.

Come on, it fits perfectly.

It seems that you still have to "hear its voice"?
Chen Ze pondered for a moment, this thing is probably broken, but he is blessed with modern technology.

Taking out his mobile phone, Chen Ze searched the Internet, and soon found the video of the horse roaring, and turned the speaker to the maximum to play it.

"咴咴咴~咴咴咴儿"

The strange thing is that Chen Ze played for half a minute, but there was no further movement from the magic circle.

Is it broken?

He probed into his consciousness and tried to fine-tune it, but he was a little at a loss.

What if I accidentally repaired it?

The unfinished second half of the story tickled Chen Ze's heart.

But I didn't wait too long. About two or three minutes later, there was an obviously unstoppable pop, followed by bursts of unbearable laughter.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

The owner of the voice explained proudly that he was Tu Yile, and the people in front of the magic circle must be suffocated because of learning how to bark.

Chen Ze's face darkened, and he had gradually gotten used to this inconspicuous personality.

Maybe it was because of his poor physical condition, but the owner of the next voice didn't work hard anymore, but continued to speak weakly.

It was mentioned just now that there were traitors who turned against each other, and as a result, the remaining Taiping Taoists suffered a catastrophe. The voice described the scene at that time as "blood flowed and drifted", and he himself fled all the way to Shu.

In Sichuan, he made a group of new friends, and even became a close friend with the famous Zhuge Kongming, and they developed Wooden Niu and Liuma together.

It's a pity that the Han Dynasty was overthrown later, and old friends passed away one after another, so he wandered to the wild area south of Baiyue with a set of ancient stone mortars he got from Shu.

Right!
Chen Ze suddenly realized, no wonder there are Sanxingdui ancient relics from Sichuan Province, as well as wooden cattle and horses, it turns out that they are strung together like this!

And the story has come to an end.

Here he found a natural blessing, located in the middle of the mountain, although the heaven and earth are rich in vitality, it has not been developed.

So he plunged into it to explore, and happened to find an abandoned teleportation circle in a corner of the secret place.

According to his speculation, this teleportation circle probably once connected to the ocean, and he drew inspiration from the incomplete lines of the circle, and his strength increased greatly.

In the end, he worked hard day and night, and set up a large formation in the secret place, which complemented the natural energy pattern.

And what he did was not just to build a large gathering of spirits, it was actually just a means, not an end.

What he really wanted to do was to breed black eggs.

That's right, those black eggs placed in the mortar.

The yellow paper, the small porcelain bottle, etc. were all made by himself, and those weird black eggs came from the same place as the mortar.

Even the black eggs are the real core, and the stone mortar is just a container for them.

According to the narration, these things came from the formidable enemy "Waixu" they Taipingdao wanted to fight against.

Originally, there were seven black eggs in total, but after he lost three of them, he realized that if he wanted to truly exert the effect of the black eggs, he needed to rely on the power of the entire blessed land.

That's why he built this spirit-gathering formation to cultivate black eggs.

Although he didn't say it clearly, it's not difficult to hear from the lines that cultivating black eggs seems to help him rebuild the power of the Taiping Dao, thereby reviving the great cause.

But after everything was ready, he took the initiative to stop.

"I see that the government is well-organized and the people are harmonious. If you don't pick up what you left on the road, you call it 'Zhenguan'."

Chastity?

Chen Ze narrowed his eyes.

The Zhenguan period was more than 600 AD, so the owner of the voice must have lived for at least 400 years?
Chen Ze put aside his doubts and continued to listen, to the effect that the owner of the voice was reborn after many years of seclusion and wanted to prepare for the revival of Taiping Road, but found that the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the world is peaceful.

So he began to doubt whether it was right for him to want to start another riot.

He had discovered the extreme thirst for blood of these creatures during the development of the black eggs before, and once fully developed and utilized, it might really be a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

So he fell into deep hesitation and self-doubt, and in the end he even began to doubt the concept of Taipingdao.

Taiping, Taiping, isn't it the world's peace now?The owner of the voice thought so.

At the same time, his lifespan was coming to an end.

At the last moment of his life, he looked back on his past and found that he had believed in the philosophy of Taiping Tao since he joined it when he was young, but he had never seen the so-called "outer market" in his life.

Whether it is an uprising or a rebellion, from the beginning to the end, what he is fighting against are living people, not demons and ghosts.

In the end, he decided to let go of everything in Taiping Dao, but he felt sorry for the loss of his talisman and Taoism.

So he turned to take advantage of the last time to travel day and night, engraving what he had learned all his life in seven useless stone mortars, and put them in a conspicuous place in his residence together with the remaining talisman papers.

Then seal the black egg in a hidden place, and it needs to go through many tests and have good intentions before it can be opened.

At the same time, the originally reserved cultivation land was also covered up.

As for the wooden cows and horses and the small cubes that opened the spirit gathering formation, they were randomly placed in place.

In the end, he copied out the "Taiping Jing", which he had never understood in his life, and placed it on the stone table in his study, hoping that future generations could understand the mystery.

After all this was done, he no longer had the strength to dig his own grave.

In fact, the voice at this time is already so angry that it is even difficult to distinguish the meaning if you don't listen carefully.

So the owner of the voice looked left and right, and decided to deal with it in the big wine glass in the center of the gathering spirit formation, which is not considered a violent corpse wilderness.

At this point, the sound stopped and the light curtain collapsed.

The story is over.

Chen Ze stayed where he was for a long time without saying a word, as if he had just finished flipping through a heavy old book.

At this time, the magic circle was completely extinguished, and only the ravings at the time of parting still echoed in his ears.

"Master, where are you going?"

The virtuous teacher, is he calling Zhang Jiao, who calls himself "the great virtuous teacher"?
Chen Ze didn't know, but at the same time he also figured out a lot of things.

It turned out that the bone that Chen Ze saw in the container building when he came down for the first time was this senior.

From the beginning to the end, this ancestor never mentioned his last name.

whoosh-

Chen Ze's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he already had an exquisite small porcelain bottle in his hand.

呲~
The seamless cork at the mouth of the bottle was easily unsealed, and the strong smell of alcohol wafted out.

In the story just now, Chen Ze already knew that what was in it was actually wine, very high alcohol content.

Although he didn't deliberately emphasize it, Chen Ze could also hear the owner's penchant for spirits.

Holding the bottle of wine, Chen Ze came to the building in the center of the Great Spirit Gathering Formation, and wings of light grew from behind and slowly floated up.

It turned out that Chen Ze, who really built it in the shape of a wine glass, shook his head and laughed while looking at the outline of the building.

Chen Ze barely stopped until he reached the edge of the building.

Holding the small porcelain bottle solemnly in both hands, recalling the location of the white bone he saw during his first visit, he poured it hard and spilled the wine in the bottle in one go.

It can be regarded as a memorial service. (end of this chapter)