"Where is this?" Under the leadership of Ying Zheng, Duan Murong came to a large hall.
Although Duan Murong can be considered as a person who grew up in Xianyang Palace, Xianyang Palace is not unfamiliar to her, but there are still some places in Xianyang Palace that are unfamiliar to her.
"Jiuding Hall, the place where Jiuding is placed." Ying Zheng said.
"King Yu Jiuding?" Duanmu Rong said in surprise. She didn't know why Ying Zheng would bring her here at this time.
"Yes, there are nine tripods of King Yu, but now there are only eight tripods of King Yu, and the tripod of Yuzhou is still lost somewhere." As Ying Zheng spoke, he had already opened the palace door in front of him, crossed the threshold and walked in.
Duan Murong didn't have time to think about anything more and quickly caught up with him.
Duan Murong walked into the main hall and found that the layout of the Jiuding Hall was really simple. Looking around, there were eight big tripods arranged in it according to the directions of Jiuzhou, and there was nothing else.
Just as Ying Zheng said, King Yu's tripod only lacked the Yuzhou tripod, and there was only a blank in the direction belonging to Yuzhou.
Duan Murong followed Ying Zheng's footsteps in confusion until Ying Zheng's footsteps stopped in front of the Yongzhou tripod.
"Your Majesty?" At this time, Duan Murong could no longer control her surprise and asked.
"You will understand soon." Ying Zheng said.
As he spoke, an inexplicable force surged out of Ying Zheng's body and merged into the Yongzhou Cauldron along the palm of Ying Zheng's hand pressing on the wall of the Yongzhou Cauldron.
With the influx of forces belonging to Ying Zheng, a faint red light gradually appeared on the Yongzhou tripod. In Duan Murong's increasingly shocked eyes, the red lights gradually gathered from above and turned into
The silk threads are intertwined, and there seems to be a mysterious force controlling the red threads.
Slowly, a three-dimensional map of mountains and rivers appeared in Duan Murong's sight.
Is this? Duan Murong's surprise at this time has turned into horror.
How is it possible?
At this moment, Duan Murong felt as if she was in a dream. She saw something familiar in the landscape of mountains and rivers composed of red light lines.
She saw the Qinling Mountains, the Jingshui River and the Weishui River, Hangu Pass, the big river, and even the outline of Xianyang City and even the Medical School Palace.
How could this happen?
Duan Murong looked at Ying Zheng blankly, and then she realized that it was not only the Yongzhou Cauldron that had changed. Behind Ying Zheng, at some point, mountains, rivers and cities also appeared.
Duan Murong was even able to discover that the three-dimensional image composed of mountains, rivers and cities that appeared behind Ying Zheng was exactly the same as the image above the Yongzhou tripod.
"Is this what the king calls cultivation?" Duan Murong thought hesitantly.
What happened in front of her could only make her think of this, but what happened in front of her exceeded her own knowledge. Should I trust my own eyes or my own intuition? Duanmu Rong thought about it and simply gave up on herself.
She can wait for Ying Zheng's answer.
"This is what I call cultivation." After a long time, when all the strange images in the hall disappeared, Ying Zheng gave the answer to Duan Murong.
"Cultivation? Is it similar to true energy?" Duan Murong asked.
"No, it's just the cultivation of spiritual strength." Ying Zheng said.
"The cultivation of spiritual power?"
"Yes, when a person's spiritual power reaches the first-class level, he can form his own spiritual vision. If he can cultivate his spiritual power to the level of a master, he can turn the spiritual power into reality, allowing him to
Have the power to change reality." Ying Zhengdao.
"Is what your Majesty did just now to turn spiritual power into reality? That map of mountains and rivers and geography is your Majesty's spiritual vision?" Duanmu Rong said.
"Not bad." Ying Zheng said.
"The only thing I saw just now seems to be the map of Yongzhou, where the Jiuding is stored. Does that mean that the king has only completed one-ninth of it?" Duan Murong asked.
"It's not one-ninth." Ying Zheng said.
"No?" Duan Murong said in surprise.
"Less than one twentieth." Ying Zheng said.
"Why is it less than one-twentieth?" Duan Murong asked puzzledly.
"Because there are not only Kyushu in the world, but also the grassland tribes, the Western Regions, and the Baiyue Land in the south of Lingnan. Moreover, even if there is only Kyushu, my current cultivation is only the beginning. Although the map of Yongzhou has already
It has an outline and has seven points of charm, but there are still three points that have not been completed." Ying Zhengdao.
"I see, but why did your Majesty tell me this?" Duan Murong asked.
Duan Murong did not dare to be interested in all the secrets of Ying Zheng. At least, Duan Murong was not interested enough in the secrets that Ying Zheng had just revealed.
Except for medical skills, it is difficult for any kind of cultivation to arouse Duan Murong's interest.
"Rong'er, you also need to practice." Ying Zheng said.
"Cultivation? Is it medical skill?" Duan Murong said.
"It's medicine."
"Medicine, how is it different from medical skills?" Duan Murong asked. In Ying Zheng's words, she seemed to see another layer of the world.
"Tao and skill are different. What you learned as a child was medical skill, and what you have done in the past few years is medical skill." Ying Zheng explained.
"Tao and art?" Duan Murong hesitated, seeming to see something, but he didn't seem to see it clearly. He only felt confused, but he also felt that there seemed to be an inexplicable power flowing in his heart.
"Medicine and medical skills?" Duan Murong pondered, and unconsciously became deeply addicted to it.
"Rong'er, practice hard. When you succeed in practice, you will be able to see another, broader world." Ying Zheng said.
"Cultivation? But I don't know how." Duan Murong said in confusion.
"You are already practicing." Ying Zheng said.
"I'm already practicing? How could I not know?" Duan Murong said.
"When you walked out of Xianyang City a few years ago, you had already started practicing." Ying Zheng said.
"Medical clinic?" Duan Murong said blankly.
"Yes, when every common person in the world benefits from your efforts, you will be a saint in this world." Ying Zheng said.
The place where people's hearts gather is also one of the most powerful forces in this world. Compared with those illusory gods, the saints in this world are more real and more powerful.
"A saint, a saint among doctors?" Duan Murong muttered to himself and looked at Ying Zheng.
"But what does the saint of a medical family have to do with me? I don't know what a so-called saint is, and I have never wanted to be a medical saint. I just want to be Duan Murong, and I want to be your Duan Murong."
Looking at Ying Zheng's eyes that seemed to be full of hope, Duan Murong still didn't say these words.
If this is what you want, then I will do it. Duan Murong said in her heart, the hesitation in her heart getting weaker and weaker.