The reason why metaphysics has been able to survive for many years does not rely on luck, let alone an indifferent family style, but on various knowledge and techniques that have been passed down in an orderly manner.
In this era, if a family is well-informed, the inheritance of this family will basically be inevitable.
In this era when consultation is not developed enough and information transmission is as slow as a dog, time is the foundation.
Over the long years, metaphysics has accumulated a large amount of knowledge and insights and formed a system.
For example, let’s talk about the system of qi-watching.
With ordinary qi-gazing techniques, a warlock can see specific visions, but if you ask him to analyze it, he is really not the material.
It's not a lack of ability, it's a lack of experience and accumulation.
But metaphysics is different. If you just throw out a few books, you can crush countless ones.
There are many records about Qi-gazing in metaphysics. A senior was shocked when he saw a boy wearing crotchless trousers with clouds on his head in the countryside. Thirty years later, he passed by again - and went to take a look. There was a mansion on the original site.
But there were only a few servants guarding it.
Just ask.
——What? The young man from thirty years ago?
yes!
My husband is now the prime minister!
If everything remained the same for the country boy back then, he would get married and have children at the age of fifteen or sixteen... He would face the loess and turn his back to the sky for the rest of his life, never leaving the thirty miles around him.
But when I was ten years old, an old man happened to be passing by the village. Seeing the beautiful scenery and simple folk customs, he actually thought of living here in seclusion.
The old man asked if there was an old house in the village. It happened that the child's grandfather came back from picking wild vegetables with a basket on his back and said casually: "There is one next door to my house. It's cheap."
The old gentleman successfully moved in next door to the country boy's house, and established a friendship with his grandfather, laying the foundation for his future secluded life. He saw the boy along the way, teased him a few times, and found out that he was smart.
At this moment, the boy slipped and knelt in front of the old gentleman.
The old gentleman was stunned, and then he said, "That's all, I will accept you as my disciple."
The boy then studied with the old gentleman, and finally passed the imperial examination. His official career was as smooth as diarrhea...
It can be seen from this that the vision is only superficial, and what really changes the boy's fate is his destiny.
Phenomenon is only the external manifestation of individual destiny.
You can understand that the fate accumulated in the body cannot be suppressed and overflows outside.
Therefore, when Ning Yayun saw the dragon growing a fourth claw on Yang Xuan's head, she couldn't help but be stunned.
Mysticism has been passed down for many years, and I have learned a lot. There are many records about the three-clawed dragon, most of which are heroes who rule one side and rule the other.
For example, in the last years of the Chen Dynasty, there was a person in Xuanxue who traveled around the world and looked at the conditions of many people. After returning, he said: In the world today, there are eighteen people with three claws.
This is what became the Eighteenth Road Smoke and Dust.
There is a hero every step of the way.
Is the three-clawed dragon beautiful?
beautiful!
He can be called a local emperor, and some people even proclaimed himself emperor later, but they were not strong enough and were eventually crushed by this heavy title.
Therefore, after seeing Yang Xuan's three-clawed dragon, Ning Yayun calmly waited for the subsequent expansion of Northern Xinjiang, including the fall out between Yang Xuan and Chang'an.
He knew that this was just the beginning.
The dragon refused to surrender to heaven. It raised its head and roared endlessly every day, wanting to rebel against heaven.
But three claws are three claws, this is your destiny!
It is difficult to say the final fate of dragons. Most of them will not end well, and a very few will die well, but the price is the decline of their descendants.
Ning Yayun waved, "Come!"
When Yang Xuan came over, Ning Yayun squinted her eyes and looked at him carefully.
"Headmaster, is this inappropriate?"
Being stared at by Ning Yayun so solemnly, Yang Guogong felt a little uneasy.
"Nothing."
Ning Yayun looked at it carefully and said, "Step back again."
Yang Xuan stepped back.
"good."
Yang Xuan stopped.
Then I heard Ning Yayun sigh.
grass!
What kind of bad weather did you see?
Thinking of the current situation of being flanked, Yang Xuan's heart beat faster.
"Master, the situation in Northern Xinjiang is like sailing against the current. If we don't advance, we will retreat. If we don't take action against Beiliao now, and when the dispute in Beiliao comes to an end, the first thing to do is to attack our Northern Xinjiang in a large scale. I just took advantage of this opportunity to win
Neizhou and Kunzhou are just building a fence for northern Xinjiang...it is a last resort."
Actually, I am a fan!
"After the capture of Neizhou, some pilgrims offered incense and said that from now on there would be a fence in northern Xinjiang, and it would be difficult for Northern Liao to attack again."
Lao Shuaiguo quietly exposed his lies.
This is also Yang Xuan's fault. Northern Xinjiang has many different beliefs. In order to win over people's hearts, he actively suppressed obscene priests as soon as he took office and used metaphysics to fill the belief vacuum.
Nowadays, from high-ranking officials to ordinary people, if they want to seek spiritual sustenance, they can only go to metaphysics.
People!
It's common to have no lock on your mouth and occasionally reveal things that you don't think are confidential.
Just like the great situation after going to Neizhou, what will happen if we talk about it outside?
Nothing wrong!
Yang Xuan smiled awkwardly, "Master, Bei Liao is powerful and has always been the number one threat to Northern Xinjiang and the Tang Dynasty. There is no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days, so take advantage of the fact that they are fighting among themselves... This opportunity cannot be missed, and it cannot be missed."
Come again!"
"I want to ask - if...if we can capture Longhua Prefecture, how will the overall situation change?"
——Why did you start to grow a fourth claw after you started attacking Longhuazhou?
God comes again, the four-clawed dragon...I know the five-clawed golden dragon.
Five claws, that is the image of an emperor!
Four claws, what are those?
Ning Yayun seemed to remember reading the records back then, but as time passed, that memory fragment was lost.
Is I getting old?
Ning Yayun sighed.
It didn't matter that he sighed, Yang Guogong's heart skipped a beat... Not good!
This weather is not right!
Was it my mistake to attack Longhua Prefecture?
He was feeling extremely uneasy.
Ning Yayun sighed long and short, almost beating her chest and stamping her feet.
Yang Xuan finally couldn't help but ask: "Headmaster, is this... inappropriate?"
"yes!"
Ning Yayun didn't see Yang Xuan's face turn pale and sighed: "My memory! There is something wrong."
You said it so early!
Yang Xuan, who was almost frightened to death by him, swore that after returning, he would keep a close eye on A Liang and not bring him any more metaphysics. Just say... It's time for A Liang to study.
It's so pitiful that the eldest young master reacted very happily when he saw the scroll. He grabbed it and tore it apart.
As soon as he tore it apart, the two pets followed suit, and without paying attention, the room was filled with paper scraps.
Ning Yayun looked at him with complicated eyes, "Are you worried?"
"What am I worried about...Okay! I am a little worried!" Yang Xuan also figured it out, "But there is no point in worrying."
"It's useless. If the situation goes bad, what should you do?" Ning Yayun was thinking about what the four-clawed dragon was and whether it would evolve...
"Soldiers will block you, and water will cover you." Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, "It was an accident that I came to this world."
Accident?
Lao Shuaiguo was moved in his heart and thought, is there something wrong with Zitai's background?
His two elder brothers are said to be from a poor family... Thinking of this, Ning Yayun sighed: "The people in remote places are so ignorant. Sometimes they have too many children, and they even drown them after they are born..."
Where are you following?
Yang Xuan's head was full of black lines, "It's nothing."
You are covering up!
Ning Yayun looked at him with more pity in her eyes.
"It really doesn't happen!" Yang Xuan couldn't stand the look in his eyes, "It really does happen, do you think I will just accept it?"
Back then, the couple just treated him harshly. If they wanted his life, Boss Yang was not a fool. He still knew the principle of accepting the small stick and walking away with the big stick.
With a long bow on his back and a horizontal sword, wouldn't he be able to support himself wherever he goes?
grass!
If you really want to take action, you can kill everyone in Xiaohe Village.
It seems that this guess is wrong.
Ning Yayun couldn't think of the origin of the four-clawed dragon, so she asked: "Why attack Longhua Prefecture?"
"You probably don't believe me when I say that we should be proactive and take advantage of his illness to kill him." Yang Xuan felt that Lao Shuaiguo was a bit weird.
In the past, Ning Yayun would avoid such topics, but today she seems particularly enthusiastic.
Could it be that old Ning Fan has a burning heart and wants to return to secular life?
There is nothing to say, as long as he is willing, he will never be able to get rid of the title of a real person in the future.
Ning Yayun said: "It's too aggressive."
"Look over there."
Yang Xuan pointed to the north, "The internal disputes in Northern Liao, in my opinion, there should be no time to look southward in five years. Logically speaking, I can use these five years to cultivate my health, right?"
Ning Yayun nodded.
"Can Chang'an bring peace to Northern Xinjiang?"
Yang Xuan pointed to the south, his eyes bright.
Ning Yayun shook her head slightly, "That emperor will not let you live in peace."
"They will try their best to dig holes for me in Northern Xinjiang, and stab me in the back silently when I seek development in Northern Xinjiang."
"But at any rate, it's better than..."
"Is it better than going militarily?"
Ning Yayun was silent.
"In Taoxian, in Northern Xinjiang, and in the Tang Dynasty, there is a voice saying that I am militaristic. Those people! To be honest, if they were foreigners, I would think they were farting. But they are from the Central Plains."
Often our own people hurt others the most.
"The Tang Dynasty is in decline, and when the internal contradictions cannot be suppressed, Master, you will see the civil war, the flames of war, extending all the way to Chang'an. If I cultivate my health and rest, when the civil war begins and the Bei Dynasty strengthens and cultivates my health,
What can we do in Xinjiang? Go north? No!"
Yang Xuan felt that there was something wrong with these people's thinking and that they were bound by thousands of years of culture.
"If I turn a blind eye to the civil war, both sides will beat the brains out of pigs. The master is familiar with history books and should know the number of casualties in the civil war in the Central Plains."
Ning Yayun nodded, "Ten rooms are empty, and there is no cockcrow for a thousand miles."
"The careerists are laughing wildly, and the price is that the people exchange their sons and eat each other." Yang Xuan looked at Ning Yayun, "If I ignore it, if I just sit back and watch the Central Plains being ruined by those careerists..."
"I really want to ignore it!"
Yang Xuan beat his chest, his face turned red.
He was angry, "If I ignore it, when both sides have almost killed everyone, the Northern Xinjiang army can easily wipe them out. It will be easy to seize this country. Does the master know that there is a huge benefit in this?"
Ning Yayun shook her head.
"After the great chaos, there will be great rule. Does the leader know why?"
"This old man really doesn't know." The old handsome man who spends all his time in prison has no time to think about this.
"The world's population suffered heavy casualties in wars, with not even one out of ten left alive. Who died first and most in wars? The old and the weak. Therefore, most of the people left behind were young and strong.
At this time, most of the cultivated land in the world was deserted and ownerless. As for annexing land, just go for it! Everyone can be allocated a large amount of land, and everyone can have enough to eat... So they shouted that the Holy Emperor was alive and that the prosperous age was coming.
But this is not a prosperous age. This is just a prosperous age. Human beings have consciously or unconsciously resorted to killing each other, killing most of their kind, so that the survivors can enjoy the free space! A prosperous age! Haha! "
Ning Yayun was shocked, "So, this is what the so-called prosperous age is like?"
"Headmaster, since I took control of Northern Xinjiang, I have been accepting refugees from the north. Last year, I accepted a lot. Logically, there should be fewer this year, right? But look at it, the number of refugees who moved to Northern Xinjiang a while ago is only less than last year.
More or less, what does this mean?”
Yang Xuan's eyes were deep.
Ning Yayun smiled bitterly, "For many years, metaphysics has been watching the world's ups and downs. Whenever the refugees continue for more than five years, the world... will be in chaos."
"For five consecutive years, it means that the problem that has caused the increase in refugees has been there. The number of refugees has continued to increase, which means that the problem has become more and more serious."
Yang Xuan didn't know whether he should be happy or angry.
He looked at the colorful clouds on the horizon and cursed: "What a son of a bitch!"
Ning Yayun stood side by side with him and sighed: