Chapter 0061 Abnormal Cultivator Research Center [Adjust work and rest to stay up late! 】
Unlock the hidden poems on the Five Elements Plain of Shu Dao Yuan?
Song Quwu was suddenly startled, his eyes moved slightly, he quickly took out a white cotton towel, covered his mouth and coughed a few times.
Immediately, his expression slightly condensed, and he stared at Chen Yanjun up and down for a long time.
Speaking of which, what she disliked the most was the handsome, sickly scholar.
Because that would make her feel sad, and she couldn't help but think of herself: a useless, sick and weak woman.
Born into a family of ninth-grade civil servants, she was influenced by her father's Confucianism since she was a child. She believed that the most important thing for a person is knowledge and status, and that extravagant and skillful skills could not be put on the stage.
But she did not look down on Chen Yanjun because of this.
She would never question Mr. Bumasa’s selection!
When she entered the Prison Department, she was not even admitted, she was just a low-ranking student in the Confucian and Taoist Academy.
Once when he was taking an elective class on craftsmanship, he was discovered by Senior Sister Murong to have a talent for craftsmanship. A few years later, he was forcibly dragged into the Prison Suppression Department as Senior Sister Murong's junior sister.
After arriving at the Prison Suppression Division, he discovered that his talent as a craftsman was far beyond that of ordinary people. In just a few years, he used a special inner armor method to continuously upgrade his cultivation level to the eighth level.
Even now, you only need to spend 10% of your time on work every day, and the rest of the time can be devoted to the public exam.
She firmly believed that Chen Yanjun, the ninth-grade martial artist, did not get into the Prison Suppression Department by relying on connections.
There must be real talent and learning!
The question is... is it strong enough to unlock the hidden poems on the Five Elements Plain of Shudoyuan?
You must know that not only powerful people from all walks of life have tried to decipher the poems hidden in the Five Elements Plain, but even the great Confucian scholars in the Imperial College have tried their best to decipher it. They have tried all kinds of weird tricks and heretics, but they still can't decipher it.
In the end, even the most eminent Confucian scholar in the world, Master Jiejiu, could only destroy the magic pattern himself in a furious rage.
This means that either there is no hidden poetry.
Or, only those who truly understand the great ways of heaven and earth, are born with a Confucian heart, and are extremely good and pure can interpret poetry.
This kind of person should be the kind of person who is born simple, natural and unpolished...
Why do you look so handsome, like a weak pretty boy?
She can't accept it!
Song Quwu remained calm and curiously asked the newcomer Chen Zhenqing:
"What poem did Chen Zhenqing decipher?"
"Lao He promised to keep it a secret..."
After saying that, Murong Ye was slightly startled.
She suddenly realized that she didn't know that she was not interested in poetry, but she didn't want to be kept secret.
"By the way, what kind of poem is that?"
Only then did Chen Yanjun realize that this group of people had no sense of confidentiality at all. In other words, within the Yinhu Department, this was a group of people who trusted each other.
As the Romans do, Chen Yanjun had no choice but to recite the entire poem casually.
"It's nothing, just a poem about chrysanthemums: When autumn comes on September 8th, I will bloom and kill all the flowers. The incense array will penetrate Chang'an, and the whole city will be covered with golden armor."
"That's it?"
Song Quwu held his breath and concentrated. As a result, the more he listened, the more headache he got, and his disappointment was palpable.
Indeed, in terms of quality, compared to the level of poetry in the Tang Dynasty, this poem can only be regarded as mediocre.
But if the person who wrote the poem actually did what he said in the poem afterwards, that would be awesome.
Huang Chao in history really did it, so this poem seems awesome!
Murong Ye sipped wine and pondered for a long time before realizing that this was an anti-poetry.
"Haha, such an anti-poetry was hidden in the Imperial College for fifty years before being uncovered. Not to mention that the Imperial College will be disbanded from now on, I think the Tang Dynasty is about to fall!"
Chen Yanjun shook his head after hearing this. There is nothing wrong with the logic of this statement... But you really dare to say it!
"Senior sister..."
Song Quwu covered his mouth and coughed again, and he coughed up blood on the cotton towel.
Murong Ye then remembered that this junior sister's whole family were loyal fans of the Tang Dynasty and wanted to serve the country as officials.
He quickly changed his words:
"Haha, it's not that, it's not that, I'm just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously!"
However, Murong Ye's intuition was so accurate...that's why her words were so lethal.
So much so that Senior Sister Song coughed up blood.
Chen Yanjun was a little curious. He glanced at the senior sister's body, frowned slightly, and then quietly spread his resonance consciousness to penetrate deep into her body.
Only then did I understand!
"Don't be nervous. What the senior sister coughed up just now is actually bone and blood. Coughing up more blood can improve the hematopoietic ability, which is equivalent to washing the marrow and exchanging blood all the time. If you have spiritual bone armor implanted, you can even increase your cultivation level."
Murong Ye:
"..."
Chen Yanjun's words seemed to be comforting, but in fact they were all the truth.
This Senior Sister Song looks like a sickly girl who is studying scriptures hard. In fact, she has engraved bone armor implanted in her vertebrae, which connects her Dantian... Although Senior Sister is in charge of logistics, her combat power cannot be underestimated!
He finally saw it.
The Yinhu Department formed by Murong Ye did not look at cultivation at all, and the people they found were not normal people. They might be the research center for abnormal cultivators.
Murong Ye couldn't help but frown and tilted his head to look at Song Quwu.
Speaking of which, she really did not take a closer look at the origin of the junior sister's coughing up blood. She thought that the junior sister's coughing up blood was the result of using the internal spiritual armor to forcibly improve her cultivation. She did not expect that she relied on coughing up blood to improve her cultivation.
"you……"
Song Quwu stared at Chen Yanjun, his delicate face becoming increasingly gloomy.
Although she doesn't like her image as a sickly girl, it's still ten thousand times better than half-human and half-armor... She still wants to be an official!
Her remaining good impression of Chen Yanjun dissipated.
Suddenly he said calmly:
"Our Yinhu Department is focusing on investigating big cases related to alien beasts. For now, the investigation team is in urgent need of talented beast masters like Shaoqing. I think Chen Chenqing has good medical skills, handsome appearance and fear of death.
, why don’t you make a change with me... How about you take care of the logistics?"
Chen Yanjun was not angry either.
Just now, it was indeed his doctor's thinking that caused him to instinctively want to treat others when he coughed up blood.
Then he smiled and said:
"If he had extraordinary medical skills, maybe this Xu Shaoqing wouldn't have to die."
Song Quwu said expressionlessly:
"She might not be dead yet!"
Murong Ye's face darkened, and he waved his hands and said:
"Okay, okay, now that Zheng Ke and Lao He haven't come back, I'll take some time to spread the knowledge about strange beasts to the newcomers... I just happened to have almost forgotten about them."
Song Quwu nodded.
"Um."
The three of them walked into the first floor, did not enter the inner door, and went upstairs along the spiral staircase in the outer corridor.
When we reached the third floor, we entered the inner door.
The third floor is a dojo.
Because Zheng Ke, who was in charge of combat and training, spent most of his time outside, the third floor was clean and empty, without even a bed.
And because the third floor is located in the middle of the fifth floor, it has become a gathering place for meetings and meals for the Yinhu tribe.
The wooden board was spotless, with a large bamboo mat placed in the center and several small cattail mats placed around it.
There were also some fruits placed on the eucalyptus by the window.
Murong Ye sat down on the long eucalyptus, picked up a white pear, and started to devour it.
"Qu Wu, come and explain the secrets related to strange beasts to the newcomers!"
Song Quwu.
"Um."
Immediately, Murong Ye grabbed a big white pear, blew on the sword energy, wiped it, and threw it to Chen Yanjun who was standing aside.
"Try this, Tianmu Mountain Sydney. It's plump and juicy, sweet and refreshing. It's a bit like Sister Yourong!"
It's hard not to think more about this...
Chen Yanjun is holding a big white pear, and I have to say that its color and shape are indeed somewhat similar to his wife.
Sitting cross-legged on the mat near Murong Ye.
Take a bite of the Chaotianmu Mountain Sydney pear, and the clear and sweet juice pours into your blood vessels and stomach.
Chen Yanjun suddenly glowed with radiance, and his face was as moist as a baby, almost overflowing with water...
I will pick up a few more and bring them back to my wife to try.
Song Quwu stood on the big square bamboo mat in the center with a Confucian air. He glanced at the two of them and felt like they were two classmates who were stealing food in class.
With a gloomy loli face, she took out a new cotton towel, covered her mouth and coughed twice, and began to explain the knowledge about exotic animals to Chen Yanjun.
It's not all dictation. He holds a slender brush and writes and draws in the space in front of his eyes, like Chen Yanjun's teacher in his previous life writing on the blackboard.
However, this is a three-dimensional blackboard book. The pen tip leaves a suspended ink shadow in the air, which looks very cool and fairy-like.
"Seeing as you haven't learned how to control beasts, let's start with the basics."
Song Quwu splashed ink, danced with his pen, and spoke slowly.
"Spirit beasts are beasts that, like cultivators, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon to cultivate themselves."
"The bones of animals are the same as humans, and they are also born with five elements."
"However, its Dantian is a beast spirit as solid as stone. In addition, beasts have no intelligence and simple minds. Their talent for absorbing spiritual energy is usually higher than that of humans."
"Generally speaking, after beasts are imported, their size will become larger and their strength will become stronger, but they will still be the same as before, without any more weird organs."
Saying this, Song Quwu waved his pen and drew a giant panda with its head emerging from the bamboo forest. It ate bamboo like grass.
The level of calligraphy and painting seems to be average. I want to express Confucianism in painting, but the craftsmanship is too strong and there is no inner flavor.
However, although the simple panda painted has no charm, it is extremely vivid and has a cartoon feel...
"Spiritual beasts in the wild are generally called ferocious beasts. Cultivators tamed ferocious beasts and the profession of beast master was born."
"In terms of taming spiritual beasts, the strongest one is not Chang'an, but the Penglai Fairy City near the sea."
"After all, there are abundant spiritual materials in the sea, and spiritual beasts along the coast can grow to very large sizes. It is said that there is a Kunpeng there that swallows up the sky and eats the earth. It is larger than a city. Standing on the seaside, it looks like a deep wilderness of mountains and seas."
As she said this, she casually drew a simple picture of Kunpeng swallowing a dragon.
Look carefully, the dragon is swallowing the whale...
Chen Yanjun did not expect that he would actually see a miracle in the Tang Dynasty where a Kun started out and its evolution depended entirely on swallowing.
Seeing that Chen Yanjun was a little confused, Murong Ye bit into the juicy pear and whispered:
"It's very interesting. The splash-ink pictures drawn by junior sister are different every time. That's why I like to listen to it."
This kind of explanation while drawing is really interesting, so much so that even though it is the most basic common sense, Chen Yanjun also listens to it with gusto.
"But in the Central Plains, there are constant battles and poor spiritual energy. The most powerful spiritual beast at present is the beast tide."
"For example, tens of thousands of ninth-grade spiritual locusts cover the sky and the sun, roaring in and roaring away... It is enough to kill a general and sweep through a town. It is a nightmare for the Chang'an garrison."
The beast tide paintings painted by Song Quwu look more abstract and funny, without the sense of horror.
But it made Chen Yanjun feel some discomfort.
He thought of the tide of beasts that appeared repeatedly in his demonic fantasy. From a distance, they looked like migratory locusts. Only when he caught one did he realize that he had never seen an indescribable monster before.
Now, Chen Yanjun couldn't wait to know everything about the strange beasts and poisons, and reminded:
"Senior sister, I am a doctor. I not only heal people, but also heal spiritual beasts during practice. I also practice spiritual beast knowledge. Can you fast forward to the secret knowledge of the Prison Suppression Department?"
"oh."
Song Quwu said awkwardly, and as he waved his hand, the ink marks returned to the tip of his pen, thinking that he had drawn so much in vain.
"Alien beasts are nothing new."
"All spiritual beasts that are artificially cultivated and change their form are alien beasts, such as Pegasus..."
He was talking about Pegasus, but the tip of his pen drew an eight-legged monster that resembled an alpaca.
Chen Yanjun smiled and said:
"Senior sister, I also know about the artificially bred strange beasts you mentioned."
For example, the green pony cultivated by Qiu Zhuo, and her fighting beast, the two-headed snake... No, it's the two-headed poisonous anaconda.
Song Quwu was a little embarrassed.
Murong Ye also teased junior sister:
"Qu Wu, don't be nervous when you see a handsome scholar. It's not good to drag him down like this... quickly draw a monster!"
Only then did Song Quwu cheer up.
"In the beginning, cultivators created exotic beasts not to facilitate their daily necessities, but to find ways to assist in combat or improve their cultivation."
"For example, humans and ordinary spiritual beasts only have five elements of talent, but artificially synthesized alien beasts, through continuous screening and fusion, can cultivate wind, thunder, and all kinds of exotic beasts."
As he spoke, Song Quwu casually drew an eight-winged thunder snake that caused thunder and crackled the mountain. Feeling that it was not satisfying, he also drew a giant ray flying in the wind.
They were all flying in the sky... Murong Ye frowned more and more as he looked at them, and the big white pears in his hands no longer smelled good.
"Draw something running on the ground."
Song Quwu nodded seriously.
Then, I drew a humanoid gecko. The upper body is a human and the lower body is an octopus. It can not only run fast on the ground, but also fly on the wall.
Murong Ye's tense heart finally relaxed. He glanced at Chen Yanjun, pointed at the human octopus and said:
"This is quite beautiful."
Chen Yanjun raised his forehead. He didn't expect that his sister-in-law didn't even notice such an obvious irony...
I have to say that this woman has very accurate intuition about some things, but she is also too brainless in some aspects.
Especially towards the sky, she seems to have an almost instinctive fear.
Chen Yanjun guessed that her character did not seem to be afraid of something. This fear probably came from her bloodline or the skills she practiced.
Song Quwu then emptied the ink stains, glanced at Chen Yanjun, and drew a picture of a monster attacking a man and a woman out of thin air.
"This is the latest protagonist, Gu Biao, and the following begins to involve the secrets of the Prison Suppression Department."
Chen Yanjun looked at it for a long time before realizing that it was a gu.
This shows that Song Quwu had never seen Gu Xi at all.
But although the two people under Gu Wither's Claw have no specific appearance, the talismans around their waists are very eye-catching.
It is Chen Yanjun and Du Qiuzhuo!
Chen Yanjun looked at his sister-in-law in shock...
Murong Ye didn't speak or look at him.
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The family is crowded into a small apartment. The living space is extremely small and there is no study room. It is easy to be disturbed during the day and the coding efficiency is too low. Starting from tonight, I will adjust my schedule and stay up late. The next chapter will be before dawn!