Chapter 967 Treasure of Luck (5)
At this moment, Huang has formed a general trend. The surrounding provinces around the capital have been controlled by Huang, and officials and Confucian scholars who support justice in various places are still pouring their sincerity into the capital. Grand Master Huang is sitting in the capital, he only needs to think carefully and lead the people to do things, and Huang Yi's strength is not needed. Now, even if Huang uses the phantom derived from agarwood, he can use elementary words of good words to strengthen his convincing power.
Convincing others of his current status is a breeze. After so many years of exploration, Huang has long cultivated his inspiring charisma as a leader, and he can overcome a certain beard with his personal skills alone. Now there is still a slight spiritual strengthening effect, and he can completely integrate the Confucianism sect under his command. He can use his own phantom to replace his usual meetings, meetings, and speeches, while the main body can break away from daily affairs and do something more interesting.
The world is extremely mysterious, and the gods in heaven really exist. Huang collected information from all over the world, and even saw that there is a temple of the Monkey King in southern Fujian, which is very effective.
"So, these two brothers didn't use any improper means, it was all because of some coincidence that the goods were sold for a profit of 12 cents? The priesthood of the Monkey King can manage business, and I am also an eye-opener." Huang Looking at the local file, he casually complained to the scholars who sorted out the files.
The scholar said with a smile: "That's not true, there are some local specialties dedicated to gods in various places. People burn incense and pray only for peace of mind, and ask all gods for everything. It is normal to ask the great sage for a son and a marriage. Besides these things It's not working, presumably the gods can't do chores every day."
This kind of prayer mode is the same as the customs in the real China. No matter how pious the people are, it will not be enough. This is also a kind of "deal" with the gods. It would be better to believe in its existence than to believe in its non-existence. If one immortal is not effective, there are ten or eight other immortals and Buddhas who can try it. Here, Xianfo's business may have to compete.
Huang searched for the memory about Liaozhai from his memory, and confirmed that this incident was not fabricated by the local government. There was indeed an article "The Monkey King" in the book, which corresponded exactly to the local newspaper. He secretly remembered Xu Sheng's name , planning to use this clue to make friends with Monkey King in the future. Huang pinched his fingers again and calculated that with the blessing of the dynasty's luck, everything about the prosperity of humanity was right. He immediately understood that this young man, Xu Sheng, also had great luck, and he was a man of character and talent.
Xu Sheng is from Yanzhou, and he followed his elder brother Xu Cheng to do business in Fujian. When others went to Monkey King, he thought that this person was just a prophetic figure written by Wu Chengen, so he left secretly, and later called Monkey King by his name, so that he got sores on his body, but he didn't give in, gritted his teeth and endured it.
In the end, his elder brother died of a sudden illness after taking the medicine. He went to question Monkey King, saying that if his brother lived, he would become Monkey King's disciple, and threatened Monkey King to use the same method he used to deal with the "Three Qings" against him, of course, throwing the statue into the hut. As a result, Sun Wukong appeared that night and told him that the sores on his body were caused by himself, but his brother was cured to death by a quack doctor. Sun Wukong is also very helpless, in order to silence everyone, he can only hold his nose to rescue his brother, anyway, he has a "close" relationship with Yan Luodian, and this kind of thing is not the first time.
Therefore, Xu Sheng was very devout to the Great Sage, and later Sun Wukong took him to the sky to play, and asked the God of Wealth to give him twelve white stones, which were twelve cents of interest! From then on, Xu Sheng became very devout towards the Great Sage, and his prayers always came true.
Huang is funny, even Sun Wukong wants to form a relationship with others from among mortals, so as to share the luck of the human race. This process of not knowing each other without fighting is in line with Sun Wukong's character. With Sun Wukong's temperament, but only using the way of dreaming, it is really difficult for the real gods to appear in this world.
The Golden Pill Dacheng is now to condense the true essence, refine the five qi in the chest and the three flowers on the top, and push the three aspects of the individual's existence essence, mortal energy, and mode of action to the Dacheng. There are supernatural powers inherited in each sect, and some commonly used spells are actually the evolution of the Thirty-Six Transformations of Tiangang and the Seventy-two Transformations of Disha. Even though all these spells are dazzling, they still connect the world with personal will and promote the change of the world. All the classics in the world have already been stored in Huang's brain, but it is necessary for him to see the use of real immortals.
In the world of comprehension, there are often secret books with various names and magical names. It seems that according to practice, one can get the Dao. In fact, if you want to practice Taoism, the most classic and profound classics are available to everyone, and that is the "Tao Te Ching". Huang Buque's classics to enhance the essence of himself can still be inspired by the spellcasting of the predecessors.
One is to comprehend the Dao, and the other is various application methods. The spells of various sects in the mortal world, in the world of Xianxia, are like the third-rate martial arts in the world of martial arts. You can increase your knowledge by watching more, but you practice every kind, and in the end it is just the end of Murong Fu who is complicated but not perfect.
"Nimma, I'm Murong Fu." Huang Taishi leaned on the Taishi chair, this chair is also painful, if you want to call it Taishi chair, if you don't be a Taishi, you can't understand the helplessness in it. He feels that his luck has been low recently, and he doesn't seem to be suitable for doing big things.
Go to Xu Sheng and get ready. Now go and get rid of those monsters who harmed Zhou Xin. Huang thought about it, and the Taoist Huang came to search for the breath, and held a special ceremony in Shangshufu to lock the opponent. Even though Huang Spirit has already locked the opponent in the dark, when he relies on various symbols, sacrifices, and runes to start the ritual process, his sense of the enemy will be more clear. This contains an alternative "science", which is a reasonable use of mortal power. But Huang's previous induction was the basic ability derived from spiritual self.
Huang is also proficient in calculations, and he can always get results when he feels something in his heart. Sure enough, not long after, trouble came to his door. Yesterday's students ran to the door asking for help. When Huang saw them, he saw that Zhu Sheng was missing from the crowd. The others were both embarrassed and panic-stricken. Among them, Meng Sheng said: "Grand Master, Zhu Sheng is not well! Yesterday! When we went out to play, we passed by a monastery, he saw the murals, and when he came back, he was in a trance, sighing for a long time, kind of disillusioned with the red dust and ashamed of his heart!"
"He struggled up this morning, vomited a mouthful of blood, and his expression was clear for a moment. He himself was plotted against, and for some reason, he was taken into the illusion. He knew that his state was not right, but when he thought of the woman who left, his heart ached. Even the skill of nourishing Qi has declined by half. We have invited classmates from the capital and the teachers of the academy, I don’t know what kind of evil he has fallen into, please ask the grand master to save his life!"
Hearing this, Huang felt furious: "What a bald Buddhist thief, dare to plot against my Confucian students! Don't worry, I'll let the Honglu Temple enshrine him to see him. Well, you have the warrant." The other students hurriedly asked Let's go, Huang stopped them: "The Taoist Huang is at Zhou Shangshu's residence, you can look for him there. By the way, what's your name, and what's Zhu Sheng's name?"
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