Listening to Hou Donggui's words, Chen Hai fell into silence.
Zhang Zizi from their Chenjiaping Village should be a descendant of a true cultivator from Longhu Mountain living among the people.
He doesn't have any great skills, so I guess he has only scratched the surface of Longhushan's authentic spells.
As for Chen Hai himself, the Taoist book he borrowed from Zhang Laizi played a small role in his early cultivation, but the most critical method of visualization was something he figured out by himself.
In the nameless ancient book, he wanted to visualize his ancestor, but the target of his visualization was the terrifying existence that he accidentally glimpsed.
"Brother Hou, what about your cultivation..." After Hou Donggui finished speaking, Chen Hai hesitated for a moment and then asked.
"Orthodox Taoist practice has its own realms!"
"The method I practice can only be regarded as a heretic and has no specific realm."
"After all, strictly speaking, the magic power I possess is all borrowed. The practice I need to do is just to make my body more suitable for the borrowed magic power!"
With a bitter look on his face, Hou Donggui sighed and continued: "Remember last time, I told you that every time we Xuanmen cast a spell, our luck will be reduced a bit. Do you know what this means?
What’s the reason?”
After saying these words, he paused temporarily and his eyes fell on Chen Hai.
After his head was spinning for a while, Chen Hai tentatively spoke and replied: "Is it because the borrowed magic power does not belong to this world?"
"In the world we live in, if there is an ignorant will and the power of other worlds is used in this world, will it make it dissatisfied and have ill intentions towards us?"
"And the external manifestation of this malice is the loss of luck and the advent of bad luck?"
These words made Hou Donggui look at Chen Hai in a different light.
He looked certain and nodded: "Brother Chen, the facts should be exactly what you said!"
"It took me many years to figure this out!"
"Brother, you are still awesome. With a little help, you can figure out the reason!"
"The official suppresses our Xuanmen. Actually, I can understand this."
"After all, for those unknown entities in the dark, the more people believe in him, the stronger he will be."
"No one can be sure whether that type of existence, after reaching a certain level of strength, will directly descend from illusion to reality."
"Out of this concern, if I were the upper echelon of the Yanhuang Kingdom, I would also make a similar decision and attribute all incomprehensible things to feudal superstition and sweep them away into the dust of the past!"
After letting out a long sigh, Hou Donggui added: "I, the founder of the Luban sect, I can clearly feel that his strength has become weaker and weaker in recent years."
"It's also getting harder and harder for me to borrow mana from him!"
"Perhaps, after ten or eight years, the Patriarch will fall into a deep sleep because he has lost his faith."
"At that time, except for small spells like Nine Dragon Water, which can still be used, other spells, even if I have the true inheritance, will no longer be able to be used!"
"In this day and age, many people think that I am a liar. When I really can't borrow my magic power, my name as a liar may really be worthy of my name!"
With melancholy in his heart, Hou Donggui looked helpless. He looked at Chen Hai and continued: "For us Xuanmen people, the environment in Southeast Asia is actually much better than at home."
"Some colleagues once advised me to change my nationality and go to other countries."
"However, I will not do anything for someone who is a Yanhuang man in life and a Yanhuang ghost in death. He betrays his ancestors and pledges allegiance to another country no matter what!"
"Considering that the environment abroad is indeed much more relaxed, after much deliberation, I finally decided to immigrate to Xiangjiang."
"After all, that place also belongs to Yan and Huang, and the people there, like me, bleed the same blood of Yan and Huang."
"This time I came to Kyoto to deal with this matter!"
"Brother Chen, if you are interested in immigrating to Xiangjiang, I will help you make a good start after my affairs are settled!"
These days, in the eyes of Chinese people, Xiangjiang is still synonymous with elegance.
Hearing what Hou Donggui said, Chen Hai was indeed very moved.
However, after thinking about it for a while, he finally rejected Hou Donggui's kindness.
After all, he owed Hou Donggui enough favors.
If he really agrees to let Hou Donggui help him immigrate to Xiangjiang, then he will probably have a hard time repaying the favor he owes Hou Donggui in his lifetime.
"Brother Hou, according to what you said, if you want to practice orthodox Taoism, you must successfully visualize your ancestor!"
"Then, what are the ancestors of several great sects visualizing when they practice?"
"Tell me, is there a kind of cultivator who does not rely on the ancestor and all the power belongs to himself?"
Chen Hai cultivates by himself.
There were a lot of things that he couldn't think through and couldn't understand.
It was rare to meet Hou Donggui, an enthusiastic senior. Now that he had the opportunity to ask for advice, he naturally threw out the things he didn't understand.
"All power belongs to oneself? Chen Hai, what you are talking about should be ancient true cultivation!"
"The founders of several great sects can actually also be included in the category of ancient true cultivation."
"The target of this kind of people's visualization is an unknown existence in the dark. However, there are too many variables in this kind of practice."
"After all, no one can guarantee that the target they are visualizing will be kind to their existence."
"Those terrifying beings in the dark, when you peek at them, they will also see you. Maybe they will get upset and stare at you, and they will stare you to death!"
"The last real person in the history of our Yanhuang Kingdom was driven crazy because of peeping into the terrifying existence."
"That real person has great perseverance. After every madness, he can come out on his own."
"But even so, he went crazy three times in a row before finally communicating with a well-intentioned being and successfully obtained the opportunity."
"After he became a real person, he specially gave himself the name of Three Crazy Dao to warn future generations not to peep into the existence in the dark world."
"Of course, among the ancient true cultivators, there were also those who were lucky."
"For example, let's take Patriarch Chen Chuan. He was in a daze while sleeping, and when he was in a trance, he directly communicated with a certain existence, and gained a great opportunity from it."
"Of course, there is only one lucky person like Patriarch Chen Chuan in history!"
"On the other hand, the number of people who have lost their lives because of imagining unknown existences is already hard to count!"
"As far as I know, there are several avenues of inheritance that have been cut off. Over the years, at least dozens or hundreds of people who want to regain their former glory and imagine unknown existences have died because of this!"
"So many people have died, if we can really gain something, then that's it!"
"But in fact, among the several great gates, no one can be found who has benefited from peeping into unknown existences!"
…
After pondering for a moment, Hou Donggui opened his mouth and explained to Chen Hai.
Of course, what he said is not necessarily 100% accurate.
After all, many of the things he said were summarized based on some things he knew.
After hearing what Hou Donggui said, Chen Hai felt scared for a while.
Back then, he was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers. After getting the Taoist book from Zhang Laizi, he didn't understand anything and started practicing blindly.
If he had known earlier, contemplating the unknown existence would be so dangerous.
Perhaps, after he tried it that day and determined that he could not imagine Zhang Tianshi at all, he would not continue to practice at all.
After all, he is the only one in the old Chen family.
His parents are still waiting for him to continue the family line and carry forward their Chen family.
If he accidentally thinks randomly and forgets about himself, how can he be worthy of the upbringing of his parents?
Of course, while he was scared, there was also a little bit of joy in his heart.
After all, the last three crazy masters of the Yanhuang Kingdom existed hundreds of years ago.
According to Hou Donggui, isn't Chen Hai the only ancient true cultivator in the past few hundred years after the San Feng Zhenren?
"Brother Hou, are the ancient true cultivators all real people?"
"Speaking of real people, do you know what the standard is for measuring a real person?"
After refilling the empty teacup in front of Hou Donggui with a cup of hot tea, Chen Hai looked curious and asked again.
"Chen Hai, are you so curious about Zhenren's affairs?"
"You don't want to tell me that you are also planning to follow the ancient path of true cultivation?"
"I'm telling you, if you don't want to court death, don't try it casually."
"I call the world where those unknown beings are located the true world. The strength of some of the shallow beings in the true world is just like that!"
"Visualizing them and having some connection with them can only be regarded as heresy."
"The ancient true cultivators in my mouth are visualizing some real horrors in the depths of the true world. They do not require belief, because they themselves represent mystery!"
"For example, if the average person takes a look at Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, Xuanwu, etc., it may be a great opportunity!"
"It's a pity that there is nothing connected with these creatures as a primer. If you want to successfully visualize them, the chance of successfully visualizing them is probably lower than finding a needle in a haystack."
After sighing, Hou Donggui picked up the hot tea in front of him and took a sip.
After explaining to Chen Hai for a long time, he was indeed a little thirsty.
After taking a few sips of tea, his lips were just a little moist when Chen Hai spoke again: "Brother Hou, I'm afraid there are leeches in the depths of the real world."
He asked this question subconsciously. In his opinion, whether it is the real world or the spiritual world, they are just different in name.
The more Chen Hai listened to Hou Donggui's words about ancient true cultivation, the more he felt that he was talking about it.
"How do I know if there are leeches among the terrifying creatures deep in the true world?"
Rolling his eyes, Hou Donggui responded angrily: "I've never entered the real world, so how do I know what it's like inside?"
"I just know that only those who can freely enter and exit the real world can be called real people."
"What I'm telling you is based on my experience over the years, based on exchanges with colleagues and combined with some anecdotes from ancient books."
"Maybe, what I said is not accurate at all, and it is not necessarily true!"
As if an old god was here, after saying this, Hou Donggui picked up the hot tea in front of him and took a few sips again.
"It turns out that Brother Hou, like me, also likes to speculate!" With a weird look on his face, Chen Hai snickered a few times in his heart.
When we came to Baihu Tea House, night had already fallen.
While chatting with Hou Donggui, it was already midnight before I knew it.
It is no longer possible to enter the school.
However, Hou Donggui had already considered this and helped Chen Hai book rooms in a nearby hotel.
Of course, since the two of them were in separate rooms, it was impossible for them to sleep together.
The next morning, the two exchanged their cultivation experiences for half a day.
If the method of cultivation, wealth, companionship, method, and place are chosen properly, one can achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Chen Hai indeed benefited a lot from his exchange with Hou Donggui.
Starting in 1988, all new students entering universities in the Yanhuang Kingdom must undergo at least half a month of military training.
The Kyoto University of Political Science and Law where Chen Hai studied had military training lasting as long as a month.
They are standing in a queue and standing in a military posture. After a day of training, some pampered students simply cannot bear it.
Chen Hai and his team have experienced the situation of fainting while standing in a military posture several times.
As a child from the countryside, Chen Hai is not strong in stature, but he has been accustomed to hardship since he was a child. Even a military training session is not enough to faze him.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the tenth day of military training.
On the playground, Chen Hai stood upright against the scorching sun, like a javelin.
Their instructor is an active soldier named Yang.
Instructor Yang is not tall, about the same height as Chen Hai, has dark skin and looks very strong.
He was walking among the troops he led, and if he saw anyone whose military posture was not quite up to standard, he would step forward in time to help him correct it.
Not far away, there were two more soldiers-looking people walking towards us.
When they saw Instructor Yang, the two men stopped and waved to him, indicating that he should come over.
Jogging forward, Instructor Yang gave the two men a military salute.
Several people whispered for a while. Although I didn't know what they said, I could see that Instructor Yang kept nodding.
"Who is Chen Hai, come out!" Returning to the front of Chen Hai and the others, Instructor Yang glanced at the people in front of him and shouted.
"Looking for me?" Chen Hai was stunned, and then he quickly replied: "Here you are!"
After jogging all the way, he stopped in front of Instructor Yang and saluted him.
"Are you Chen Hai? The commander above is looking for you. Come over there quickly!" After looking Chen Hai up and down, Instructor Yang nodded and said.
"Is there a chief looking for me?"
Chen Hai was at a loss, and before he could react, the two soldiers who came from behind had already walked up to him, one on the left and the other on the right, and motioned for him to follow them and leave.
Under the guidance of the two men, he had appeared at the door of an office in less than ten minutes.
After the two soldiers brought Chen Hai here, they just stood guard at the door and did not step into the office.
In the office at the moment, there was only a man in his thirties, wearing the rank of lieutenant colonel. He was pacing back and forth in the office with an anxious look on his face.
"Are you Chen Hai? Is this the divination you gave my sister, saying that she will face a great calamity within half a month, and it will be difficult to decide between life and death?"
Seeing Chen Hai, the man walked up with a look of eagerness.
He looked directly at Chen Hai and asked in a deep voice.