Chapter 97
On the first day of cultivation, Wei Yuan felt that he could not continue to cultivate. Being watched by this full moon all the time, plus being stuck out of meditation every half breath, if he continued to cultivate like this, he was afraid he would go into qi deviation. But immediately Wei Yuan found that it was said that the Spirit-Gathering Array of the entire mountain peak had malfunctioned, and more than ten cultivators from the Heaven-Work Hall and the Heaven-Machine Hall came to survey and repair it one by one, making a great momentum, and it was said that it would not be repaired for ten days or half a month.
After learning the news, Wei Yuan understood that the spiritual vein had dried up because the Spirit-Gathering Array had malfunctioned.
Temporarily unable to cultivate, Wei Yuan planned to go to the Bositang to borrow a few cultivation insights of the Dao Foundation Realm to read. Before he went out, two young Daoists came to his cave dwelling and said that the Palace Master had summoned him.
These two Daoists looked very young, but their cultivation was extremely high, actually only one line away from the Dharma Form. They used a magic treasure to take Wei Yuan to ride the clouds, and a moment later they arrived at a steep peak on the edge of Konggu Xuanqing.
The steep peak was slender and high, and a hundred zhang below was the rolling sea of clouds. The two young Daoists took Wei Yuan all the way to the edge of the cliff and then left quietly.
On the edge of the cliff was a protruding rock, on which sat a person holding a fishing rod, fishing toward the sea of clouds. He was dressed in cloth clothes and looked as ordinary as could be. This kind of return-to-simplicity style, at first glance, is not an ordinary person.
Although he did not feel the slightest momentum and immortal power fluctuation, Wei Yuan was so nervous that he could hardly breathe. He came behind that person and said respectfully: "Wei Yuan has met the Tinghai Xianjun!"
Pei Tinghai, one of the two great Immortal Lords of the Tai Chu Palace, when the Palace Master had been in seclusion for many years, he was the pillar of the Tai Chu Palace.
Pei Tinghai did not look back and said leisurely: "Wei Yuan, I heard that when you entered the palace, you once asked: The immortal path is so mysterious, why are there still people starving to death in the mortal world? Do you have an answer to this question now?"
Wei Yuan shook his head: "No, I only know a little bit."
Pei Tinghai did not pursue the question but said: "It just so happens that I also have three questions, you listen."
Wei Yuan had actually thought about this question many times. Not only Wei Yuan, but most young cultivators also have this doubt when they first enter the Tai Chu Palace. Among the seven courses of centralized teaching, history accounts for three. Although the Zhigu Sect does not participate in centralized teaching, history must also be learned in the teaching of each hall, and not a single point can be less. Many disciples cannot help but have doubts: reading history will not increase spiritual power, nor will it add a few Daoist arts, so what is the use of reading this?
"The second question, you have already been to the Liao Region, and naturally know what that world looks like. The so-called Dao follows nature, and heaven and earth exist eternally, having their own principles. But if humans want to survive, they must conquer the heavens. So, is it the heavens that are wrong, or is it humans that are wrong?"
"The last question, the flying boat is traveling above the Nether Abyss and is about to crash. Only by throwing half of the people on the boat down can it pass through the Nether Abyss. Who should live, and who should die?"
Wei Yuan could have some thoughts on the first question, but he had never heard of the next two questions, let alone answering them; he did not even have a clue. Especially the last question, without any prerequisites, just asking to choose half the people to die; how to answer this?
After finishing the three questions, Pei Tinghai said: "You can choose one of these three questions to ask me."
Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and decided to ask why he should read history. At least he had some clues about this question, and when the Tinghai Xianjun answered, he could verify it with his own thoughts, gaining the most.
Pei Tinghai then said: "Actually, for the vast majority of cultivators, reading history is indeed useless."
Wei Yuan was shocked, not expecting this answer.
But Pei Tinghai said again: "However, when you cultivate to the Imperial View and achieve the Mind-Reflection World, then reading history is useful. When the Human King established the Great Li, the Tinghai Xianjun was the Human King, and the Human King was the Tinghai Xianjun. The first few Human Emperors of the Great Li all obtained the throne by abdication. In the hundred thousand years since then, I do not know how many dynasties have risen and perished. The Great Li finally became the Great Tang, and the Tang was divided into nine countries and vassals, and the Son of Heaven gradually had a tendency to be empty. Stepping into the immortal gate, every move will involve many causes and effects, and every decision will have countless people living or dying. And great power will not only affect the present and future, but also affect the past."
"Reading history, at least when encountering things like relatives of the emperor interfering in politics, eunuchs monopolizing power, vassal towns dividing the country, and pure streams ruining the country, you will know how to deal with them."
Wei Yuan felt deeply taught, but always felt that Pei Tinghai had something in his words, but he could not feel the deep meaning in it at this time.
Pei Tinghai's fishing rod suddenly shook, and then bent into a half-moon. He held the fishing rod, obviously struggling, as if a big fish was struggling desperately in the sea of clouds.
But Wei Yuan clearly saw that there was no fishing line on the rod at all.
Pei Tinghai used force several times, and suddenly the fishing rod was raised high, and a dead branch flew out of the sea of clouds and fell into his hands. Pei Tinghai looked at this dead branch about a foot long, smiled slightly, and said: "The branch of the ancient Taiyin Immortal Tree is quite suitable for you. It just so happens that you are the first in the grand examination, and there is nothing to reward you with, so I will give you this branch, and see if you can raise it."
Pei Tinghai threw it casually, and the branch sank into Wei Yuan's sea of consciousness, and then inserted itself into the ground beside the Jade Mountain.
Wei Yuan had not yet had time to thank him when he suddenly felt some anomaly in the book recording the merit leaderboard in his arms, as if some important news had been transmitted. But at this time, with the Tinghai Xianjun in front of him, Wei Yuan naturally would not take it out to look.
After fishing up the Immortal Tree branch, Pei Tinghai put down the fishing rod, stood up and walked to the jade basin on the side, and washed his hands with the clear water in the basin. Those hands were originally ordinary, but after washing in the basin, his hands were suddenly full of blood, and the clear water in the jade basin also turned bright red!
Wei Yuan was shocked in his heart, and for a moment even had the urge to turn around and run away. Fortunately, he had been calm since childhood and did not show any abnormality in his expression.
Pei Tinghai obviously had already seen Wei Yuan's thoughts and smiled: "Fishing in the human world, how can you not get blood on your hands? It is impossible to want to get less, it is nothing more than whose blood you get."
Pei Tinghai washed his hands for a long time, the water in the basin became redder and redder, but the blood on his hands did not decrease at all. Finally, he picked up the square towel on the side and wiped his hands, and the cloth was immediately full of dazzling blood, but his hands were finally clean.
Pei Tinghai put down the square towel and said: "Xuan Yue has bet his life and family on you, and you have indeed not disappointed him; the Dao Foundation has an unworldly appearance. The palace should also have some inclination. Let's do this, I will give you two choices, you can choose according to your heart."
"First: The palace will give you one million merit points to pay for all cultivation needs. In the next ten years, you will practice wholeheartedly in the palace, and I will specially allocate a mountain peak for you to practice until you reach the Rebirth Realm. Then we will talk about the matter of going down the mountain to experience." Before Pei Tinghai finished speaking, Wei Yuan said: "The disciple chooses the second option!"
Pei Tinghai asked with interest: "You haven't even heard what the second option is, why did you make a decision?"
Wei Yuan said: "The disciple has already cast the Dao Foundation, so he should achieve something and give back to the human world. Although the first option is good, what is the difference between not leaving the mountain gate for ten years and being a rice worm? The disciple has already seen the Liao tribe barbarians in the grand examination. Although he cannot open up territory yet, he is confident that he can deal with them. So the disciple wants to participate in the experience related to alien races. At least after experiencing more, he can know himself and the enemy, and if he can use alien races to sharpen his blade, that would be even better!"
Pei Tinghai smiled: "It is rare for you to have such spirit. It just so happens that there are a few things suitable for you to handle recently, but I still have to consider which one to give you. You go back and practice by yourself first, and when the time is ripe, someone will naturally notify you."
The two young Daoists appeared again and took Wei Yuan back to his residence.
After Wei Yuan left, Pei Tinghai walked slowly to the stone table and sat down. On the stone table was a chessboard with an endgame on it. Pei Tinghai picked up a piece, pondered for a long time, finally chose a place and placed it down gently, muttering to himself: "After this piece is placed, you can neither eat nor spit it out; you should be able to bring that thing back, right?"
After placing the piece, he did not move anymore, just looked at the chessboard and pondered.
I do not know how long it had passed, when a young Daoist dressed in black Daoist robes suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain peak, stood beside Pei Tinghai, and said: "The Western Jin sent an envoy, who just left the capital, wanting to discuss Wei Yuan's crimes."
Pei Tinghai said lightly: "If you want to find fault, how can a mere assistant regional commander be enough? You have to get two provincial military commanders and a duke or something to look like it. Lu Ming is becoming more and more stingy, and even such a small matter requires an envoy to come."
"How should this matter be handled?"
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"Let Yan Shi change the luck for that envoy and handle it with some natural disasters and man-made disasters. If the envoy disappears halfway for no reason, and Lu Ming is not yet senile, he should know what to do."
The young Daoist hesitated and said: "Is the cost of changing luck a bit too high? Or should I go there and throw them all into the East Sea to ensure that the cause and effect are clean."
Pei Tinghai's mouth curled slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said: "There is no cost this time."
The young Daoist saluted, and his figure disappeared.
A moment later, in the simple courtyard, the young Daoist looked at the black-clothed Daoist who disappeared out of thin air, thoughtful, and then stretched out two fingers to pinch the lid of the teacup and turned it gently; it was indeed light.
He pondered for a moment and said: "Liuli, come and see me."
A moment later, Seeing Ji Liuli walked into the courtyard, saluted and asked: "Grandmaster, what do you want with me? Is someone complaining again? Which one doesn't want to live this time? Is it Xu Henshui?"
Fenhai Zhenjun Yan Shi laughed and scolded: "You only know how to think about revenge, and you never know how to convince people with virtue."
Seeing Ji Liuli said: "My martial virtue is abundant, isn't that convincing people with virtue?"
Fenhai Zhenjun Yan Shi felt a headache and scolded: "In the future, hang out less with those people in the Tianqing Hall! You only learned to be quick-tongued!"
Seeing Ji Liuli stuck out her tongue, and a sentence "also learned to fight" did not dare to say it out loud.
Fenhai Zhenjun Yan Shi hummed and said: "Today I am in a good mood, let's go, follow me to find Xuan Yue for tea!"
Seeing Ji Liuli's expression was unusual: "Tea? Where does he have any good tea?" She knew that her Grandmaster was addicted to tea and was extremely picky, and he would never drink a drop of ordinary goods.
Fenhai Zhenjun Yan Shi immediately realized: "If you didn't say it, I almost forgot. I was just thinking about going to find Xuan Yue. You go into the room and take a box of tea leaves from the third row of grids, and we will go find Xuan Yue for tea!"
"You have to bring your own tea leaves to find him? Those teas of yours are all immortal goods!" Seeing Ji Liuli was even more surprised.
Fenhai Zhenjun Yan Shi said: "The important thing is to find Xuan Yue, not to drink tea. Oh, drinking tea is also important. Hmm, let's do this, when we arrive at Xuan Yue's place in a while, you will make the tea, and then sprinkle two tea leaves on the ground."
Seeing Ji Liuli was shocked again. These immortal teas can improve comprehension and root bone just by taking a sip, and have some luck-changing effects, which cannot be bought with immortal silver, and cannot be exchanged for Heavenly Merit! Deliberately dropping two tea leaves on the ground?
Fenhai Zhenjun Yan Shi hummed and said with hatred for iron not becoming steel: "Look at your unpromising appearance, I just want to let Xuan Yue watch, I won't pick up two immortal tea leaves even if they fall! I have all kinds of skills, if you are willing..."
The young Daoist had just started preaching when Seeing Ji Liuli had already disappeared, going into the room to get the tea leaves.
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