Chapter 165 The world has its ups and downs (thanks to the leader "Fang Honghuo") Sixth Senior Brother wants to settle down here. If he can get to know the county magistrate, it will obviously be much easier and it is also just right for his lazy nature. Of course, Sixth Senior Brother is an orthodox descendant of Yishan. With his abilities, since he has come to this Taoist temple, sooner or later there will be dignitaries in the city who will come to visit him. This just saves him a lot of time in the beginning. After some polite conversation, the magistrate finally stated his intention. It turned out that he had just taken up his post here, and felt that although this place was prosperous and relatively stable, there were undercurrents in the officialdom. Even he wasn't sure. Presumably, this undercurrent had already flowed to him, but he had just met them now. Although he knew that he was facing some cultivators, he did not say it explicitly, but instead asked about the situation here in a tactful way. This is exactly what Sixth Brother is good at. But before he started writing in the spirit writing, he also said to the magistrate: "The county magistrate must know that the movement of things in the world and the cycle of cause and effect are like the grains of sand in the Ganges River, whose accumulation cannot be measured, and like the clouds in space, whose changes cannot be imagined. Although the spirit medium can predict future events, you still have to use your own judgment to decide how much you should believe in what the spirit medium says."
"Know that you know." The Sixth Senior Brother said no more and fetched a winnowing basket from the main hall of the Taoist temple. He spread a thin layer of rice on it, then fetched an iron pen, and hung it on the beam with a thin rope, with the tip of the pen touching the rice sand tray. Light three incense sticks and sincerely call: "Please come, Master. "Please come, Master. "Please come, Master." Compared to when we were at Fuqiu Peak, the time of calling and waiting was longer. The magistrate had naturally seen Fuqi and knew about this magic. But when he felt the breeze blowing in the hall and saw that Sixth Senior Brother did not hold the pen with his hands or dustpan, and did not even touch the pen, he knew that this Taoist priest's method of Fuqi was different from the ordinary Fuqi practiced in the mountains. As expected, there was silence in the hall for a moment, and the iron pen moved by itself without wind, as if a ghost or god was holding and controlling it. I wrote a line of poetry on the sand table made of winnowing basket and rice: “Every hero in the world has his own heart; "There are so many difficulties in this place." When the magistrate saw these two lines of poetry, he was suddenly shocked, and then asked again: "This, this... no... I wonder if I can ask again, what exactly is the ordeal?" Sixth Senior Brother didn't say anything, he just smoothed the sand table made of rice, and the iron pen immediately started moving again. “The grass on the plain is far away; "One year after another." The junior sister was watching in confusion, Lin Jue seemed to be thinking about something, but the magistrate became even more panicked. Even my body started to tremble. "This……" The magistrate pointed at the rice plate with trembling hands, then turned to look at his sixth and seventh brothers, Lin Jue and others.
The others remained silent. Only the Sixth Senior Brother smiled and said: "Don't look at me, magistrate. Don't ask me. This is what the spirit medium said, not what I said. It's always like this. They only write poems but don't understand the meaning of the poems. I don't understand the meaning of the poems either. Only the magistrate can understand it." "This……" "Have you forgotten what I just said? Don't trust everything that is said through spirit writing." "Yes Yes Yes……" The magistrate finally came to his senses, but he treated his sixth brother with even more respect and respect. After a moment, he bowed and asked, "Which deity is the medium you invited?" The Sixth Senior Brother laughed a few times: "People in the world who use spirit writing to pray for the spirit medium usually use the names of famous people, sages or even gods. The magistrate wouldn't think that the spirit medium they invited is really the ghost of those famous people or sages, or the gods, right?" "Is not it?" "If they really invite a medium to answer people's questions and tell them the secrets of the past and present, the medium dares not even show his face, so how can he reveal his real name?" The sixth brother laughed, "He is just using his fame to make people believe him more and be more willing to donate." "Yes, that makes sense." "My family's celestial being is practicing in the deep mountains. His life span is thousands of years. I don't even know his name." "I see……" The magistrate then bowed to him and the sand table again. "I didn't bring much money with me today. When I was on the street, I was impressed by the Taoist's magic. I couldn't help but give him some. Now my pocket is empty. I hope you will wait for a while. I will give you the reward for inviting the spirit medium today when I return." "Just be sincere." "Come visit again tomorrow." The magistrate did not even dare to ask any further questions. He just exchanged a few polite words with the sixth senior brother and left in a hurry, feeling uneasy. Many senior brothers looked at his back. Lin Jue was looking at the sand table and the stylus, and suddenly asked, "Sixth Senior Brother, has your master left?" "not yet." "Why don't you ask the spirit medium for me?" "Hmm? Didn't you learn the art of spirit writing and have a spirit writing?" "The spirit medium in my family has a cold personality and told me not to bother him all the time." Lin Jue smiled embarrassedly, "It just so happens that my senior brother has invited the spirit medium. Since I'm here, I might as well ask him now." "You!" The Sixth Senior Brother couldn't help but laugh, and then said, "Then ask whatever you want to ask." "When my master was alive, he told me that the blade of a bean soldier is made from small to large, so it will become loose. If you want to use this method to make a magic weapon, you have to add gold essence into the spiritual gold, but I don't know where to find this gold essence." Lin Jue paused, "Senior Jixian is knowledgeable and has great magical powers, so I want to ask him where I can find the best gold essence?" The spirit medium was silent for a moment, but the iron pen continued to move without wind, scratching across the winnowing basket and rice plate, making a rustling sound. “There are tall buildings in the northwest;
"It's as high as the floating clouds." Lin Jue moved closer to take a closer look. For now, only the word "Northwest" can be seen. Lin Jue recited it silently several times to memorize it, and then asked, "Is it in Huizhou and the surrounding areas of Jiangnan?" "The mountains and rivers are vast and without trace, "The forest is so vast and hard to find." It seems that it is not within this range. Just when Lin Jue was greedy and wanted to ask a few more questions and investigate further, he saw the breeze disturbing the green smoke, and then the cool feeling in the hall disappeared. Lin Jue had learned the spirit writing and naturally knew - The spirit medium didn't want to answer any more and just left. "The spirit medium has left." Sixth Senior Brother said to him while packing his things. "It's said to be in the northwest direction. The next closest temple is in Biluo County, which seems to be northwest of Qiu Ru." The second brother said to him, "We will mostly go northwest in the future." "Ah." Lin Jue nodded. I thought that I would ask "Refute Senior" to come and ask him. "Refute Senior"'s knowledge is definitely not inferior to that of Senior Martial Spirit Master of Sixth Senior Brother's family. This time, I took advantage of Sixth Senior Brother's presence and quickly took the opportunity to ask Senior Martial Spirit Master of his family. Later that evening, Magistrate Qiu Ru's servant knocked on the door and brought ten taels of silver, saying that it was a small token of his gratitude to Sixth Senior Brother for answering his questions today. …… Lin Jue sat on the cushion in the yard, pondering the meaning of the two poems written by his sixth senior brother's medium. "Heroes all over the world have their own aspirations, and they come here despite all the difficulties... "The grass on the plain withers and grows green every year..." Suddenly, his mind recalled what he and his junior sister had heard the two immortals say on Tiandu Peak. The phrase "one year of withering and flourishing" in the poem obviously does not refer to the changing of seasons, but the changing of dynasties. The change of dynasties is like the changing of the seasons, which cannot be stopped or changed. It has its own rules to follow, which can be understood by those who do not have the ability to foresee the future. Anyone with insight can see through it. Speaking of heroes all over the world, and speaking of this place, Lin Jue recalled a time even further in the past when he and his third senior brother came back from the grand ceremony at Mingjiu Mountain. When they passed by Qiyun Mountain, the prefect of Huizhou also went to Qiyun Mountain and was solemnly received by Lingqing Zhenren of Xuantian Temple. I wonder what they talked about. In short, these two lines of oracle writing clearly touched the heart of the Koji prefect, and might even coincide with his own guess, which is why he was so shocked. No matter what, it is easy for Sixth Brother to take root here. "Junior brother, what do you think, since Senior Brother Six has come down from Mount Yi and settled here, can he flourish here and spread his name as an immortal in the local area?" Lin Jue was thinking, and the sudden voice almost scared him. Looking back, he saw that it was his seventh senior brother who was also walking towards him from behind with a cushion in his hand, talking as he walked. The fox beside him sniffed.
Lin Jue also sniffed. I smelled a little bit of powder again. "Who knows? Anyway, except for the third senior brother, all the senior brothers will do the same. From now on, their lives are in their own hands, and they will decide what the future holds. Maybe the deeds of a certain real person or immortal that have been passed down through the ages started from this." Lin Jue said. "The immortal so-and-so that has been passed down through the ages originated from this..." Senior Brother Seven savored his words and couldn't help but laugh, "Junior Brother is still good at talking." "There are better ones." "what?" Lin Jue imitated the tone of the eldest senior brother and said, "Seventh Senior Brother, please go to those romantic places less often." "?" The Seventh Senior Brother was stunned for a moment, then he smiled, pretending he hadn't heard anything. He also put down his cushion and sat down, sighing, "I'll stay with the Sixth Senior Brother for a few days. I guess we won't have much time to spend together." "A few days." "I really can't bear it." "Yes……" Lin Jue knew that before he and his junior sister went up the mountain, he and his sixth senior brother were the youngest and naturally had the deepest feelings. After thinking for a while, he said: "Seventh Senior Brother, why don't you take advantage of this time on the road to teach me your telekinesis technique!" "Ok?" The seventh brother was stunned by his sudden turn of events: "I also want to ask, when did you learn the trick of making trees bloom?" "That's not a trick, it's a very powerful magic. I was able to learn it thanks to the good fortune given to me by the Green Emperor." Lin Jue said to him, "But it can also be regarded as a trick. It happens to be very powerful in fighting. If you like it, I can teach it to you. This way, when you travel around the world in the future, you will have a way to protect yourself." "Is that enough time?" "I have written it down." "Hmm?" Senior Brother Seven was surprised, then smiled and said, "Then I will teach you the method of telekinesis first. If you learn quickly and have more time, I can teach you other things." "Okay." Lin Jue sat up straight. "My telekinesis is very mysterious. No matter how useful it is to you in your battles with others, this spell is probably more mysterious and difficult than most of the spells you have seen. However, most of these mysterious spells are in line with the mysteries of our Yin-Yang Spiritual Technique. Junior brother, you have a good talent, so I think you will be able to learn it." Lin Jue had learned magic from his seventh senior brother before, which was the often-used technique of lighting lamps. Perhaps this was not a skill that was good for fighting, but it was an extremely practical magic. He relied on this magic to help him get through many nights of reading by lamplight or writing by camplight. This morning, I saw Senior Brother Seven’s specialty, the “telekinesis”, and was amazed. Now, while we are still on the road, I want to learn another one. At this time, you should naturally listen attentively. (End of this chapter)