Volume 1: The Empire in the Morning Chapter 177: Goodbye Suzaku
There was silence in the small courtyard. After a long time, the seventh senior sister suddenly sneered. However, after the laughter, she did not say anything. Instead, she picked out the pine nuts from the handkerchief, peeled them and blew them into pieces. After sorting them carefully, she handed them to the couch.
The third senior sister next to me.
The second senior brother frowned slightly, looked at her and asked, "Little junior sister, why are you laughing?"
The Seventh Senior Sister threw the pine nuts into her lips, chewed them slowly for a moment, clapped her hands casually, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at him without fear, and said: "Second Senior Brother really can't lie? He lied on the top of the cliff that night.
Who are Prince Longqing’s people?”
After the second senior brother was silent for a moment, he slowly replied: "Is cheating... and lying the same thing?"
"I said pull him down."
Chen Pipi looked at the seventh senior sister and said angrily: "Who doesn't know the temperament of the second senior brother? He said he couldn't lie, so he couldn't lie. That night I asked him for help. Xu Longqing paused, and what he said was not false. You
I didn’t see how nervous Second Senior Brother was at that time, his facial expression was quite calm, but the hard rocks under the tree were all crushed into powder by him.”
"We expect Second Senior Brother to increase Ning Que's confidence? You can see through that thief and thieves at a glance!"
The fourth senior brother said: "The so-called confidence is still too imaginary. He can't practice the Haoran Sword. We should start with specific methods. The operating curve of the flying sword is easy to calculate. Although the relationship between air resistance and the speed of the flying sword is
It's a little more complicated, but it's not impossible to calculate. Ning Que is so good at mathematics, so it should be easier for him to understand if you teach him this way."
"No matter how you calculate, how you teach, how you do it, there is no way to solve the most fundamental problem of my junior brother. That is that his Snow Mountain Qi Sea only has ten orifices, and the energy of heaven and earth that he can control is too weak. If you can't solve this problem, even if
There is no point in having the teacher and senior brother go home and use magical means to help the junior brother advance into the realm of knowing destiny, because he will be the weakest knowing destiny in the world."
The second senior brother was silent for a moment and then looked at the fourth senior brother who had spoken before and said, "You and the sixth senior brother will fix those weird things for him first. If you can't do it yourself, you should pay more attention to the help of outsiders."
Senior Brother Ninth suddenly shook his head and said: "I said it would be better for me to let my junior brother learn to play flute and piano from me and Ximen, so that I can have a way of making a living after leaving the academy in the future."
Senior Brother Eleven smiled slightly and said with a calm expression: "Junior Brother has often asked me for advice on the study of objects recently. In my opinion, it is better to let him learn from me. This will help his state of mind."
The Seventh Senior Sister grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the window sill, lowered her head to pick up the plumpest melon seeds, and said mockingly: "Eleventh Junior Brother, if I follow you to learn these useless things, what will happen if the younger Junior Brother dies of hunger in the future?"
Senior Brother Eleven looked at her and explained seriously: "Senior Brother, my family is rich in the south. In the future, Junior Brother, I will definitely inherit a large amount of family property. Even if Junior Brother is a useless person, I will have no problem raising him for the rest of his life."
The meeting to help the junior brother Ning Que was held at this time, and the topic gradually turned in unknown directions. Everyone in the room was talking about it, making suggestions, passionate discussions, and heated debates. They were deeply concerned about the future livelihood of the junior brother, and they all said that they could
Responsible for the life of the younger junior brother, the camaraderie between fist and fist moved them all.
"Brothers and sisters, are you thinking too much?" Chen Pipi looked at the people eating melon seeds, drinking tea and having a tea party in the room, rubbed the back of his head, and said sadly: "What kind of person is Ning Que? I am better than him."
You all know that although he is a bit of an idiot in terms of spiritual practice, he is definitely not a real idiot. Didn’t it happen to you that since he entered the back mountain, all of us have been surrounding him? Where is the need for such a person?
We worry so much for him? I dare say that everyone in the world is dead, including all of us in the house, and he will not die, let alone starve to death?"
After hearing this, all the students on the second floor of the academy were stunned. Thinking of the experiences of these days, the expressions on their faces became extremely wonderful. Beigong Weiyang lightly touched the flute, frowned and said: "It's true, I think, little junior brother
When he was listening to music, he would get into the woods and play a song for us two, and when he didn't want to listen, he would not listen. Why do I feel like I have turned into a singer in front of him?"
The fifth senior brother patted his thigh, shook his head and said with emotion: "He said to play chess, he played chess. Even though the eighth brother and I had just entered the middle game, he dared to intervene, and he had to let us control our temper and give instructions, otherwise he would really dare
I threw the chess piece away in front of my junior brother... We are just two inferior Othello teachers from a rural chess club."
The Sixth Senior Brother looked at the thoughtful people and smiled honestly and said: "Ning Que treats me well. Although he often has some inexplicable ideas, he often helps me strike iron and carry water, which saves me a lot of trouble."
The second senior brother looked at the junior brothers who were complaining about the history of blood and tears, and raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Ning Que is the youngest junior brother. It is natural for you senior brothers to take care of him. What is there to say about these things?"
Listening to the Second Senior Brother's instructions and looking at his serious expression, everyone in the room felt a chill in their hearts at the same time and bowed their heads in response. Even the Seventh Senior Sister, who had been very casual and casual before, put the melon seeds back on the window sill.
"Although I look down on Yan Se's mentality of playing games in the world, I must admit that as a worshiper of the South Gate of Haotian, he is indeed a first-class and even the most powerful Talisman Master in the world. He is more powerful than the world imagines.
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The second senior brother lowered his eyes slightly and looked somewhere in front of him. After a moment of silence, he continued to say in a deep voice: "Since the young junior brother is so talented and is only suitable for the path of Talisman, then let him study more with Yan Se in the future."
It was quiet inside the house.
The Seventh Senior Sister raised her head and frowned slightly as she said, "But after all, Junior Brother is from the second floor of my academy. Now he is regarded as the teacher's close disciple. However, all his cultivation skills were taught by outsiders. This spread spread
How is that true? Even if we are not afraid of gossip in the world, will our teacher and senior brother be disappointed in us when they come back?"
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Unexpectedly, when Daozi returned to the academy with his eldest disciple after their travels, he found that he had inexplicably gained a new disciple who was only in the realm of non-confusion and had extremely poor cultivation qualifications. Moreover, the only skill that this disciple had was to follow Haotian Taoism's talisman methods.
After that, will he feel deeply disappointed? Anyway, Ning Que doesn't have any disappointment. Although the Haoran Sword is still as good as snow covering dog shit, his mentality has been adjusted very well. Besides, besides being in the academy these days,
After studying in the back mountain, I would travel around Chang'an City with Master Yan Se every few days, approaching the Rune Avenue in a relaxed and interesting way, and my life was very fulfilling.
In the late spring and early summer of the fourteenth year of the Apocalypse, the residents of Chang'an City could often see an extremely dirty old Taoist wandering around with a plainly dressed but extremely clean young man.
The old Taoist took the young man through the streets to see the old and dilapidated buildings that have been passed down for hundreds of years, to drink in various taverns, and occasionally to spend the night in the cheapest open prostitutes. Most of the time, they went to see the must-see places for tourists.
scenery.
When walking through the newly renovated block of Chunfeng Pavilion, Yan Se was full of emotion and said: "New is new, but all the original meanings have been lost. Fortunately, there is still this pavilion. Look at the eaves.
Are your curves beautiful?”
Ning Que walked in the alley where he had fought all night, looking at the ancient Spring Breeze Pavilion at the corner of the street. He was a little distracted. He woke up after hearing the master's words. He looked carefully at the four slightly protruding lines above the eaves of the pavilion and savored it for a long time.
He asked doubtfully: "I can't tell you what's beautiful about it. I just think it looks very harmonious. The place where the tiles meet is slightly sunken downwards and then lifted up. It's very smooth."
"That's the rain line." Master Yan Se pointed to the eaves line and said, "The rainwater falls on the tiles and flows downward along the overlap of the tiles. It does not pass through the rain line, but the shape of the rain line,
But it secretly symbolizes the slipperiness of the rain, so you will feel smooth."
"Master, what does the rain line on the pavilion's eaves mean?" Ning Que asked: "This pavilion should have been built many years ago. Those craftsmen cannot be talisman masters. Can they also understand the laws of heaven and earth's vitality?"
"What are laws? Laws are certain rules for the operation of things. The craftsmen who built the Spring Breeze Pavilion may not have grasped the laws of the movement of heaven and earth, but the knowledge of building rain eaves has been passed down from countless generations, and there is indeed some wisdom hidden in it."
Master Yan Se led him towards the pavilion and said, "How will you walk when the rain falls? Why do you walk like this? The craftsmen who built the pavilion didn't know. Maybe their ancestors only knew the answer to the first question, not the answer to the first question.
I know the answer to the second question, but what does it matter? The first step for human beings to learn from heaven and earth is always to imitate." If you imitate more, you will naturally refine it like this rain eaves.
The simplest reason is the undulating shape of the line."
Walking under the Spring Breeze Pavilion, Master Yan Se turned around, looked at Ning Que and said: "The first step in practicing Talismanism is to imitate. I will let you read the Talisman classics left by the previous sages, and I will let you carefully comprehend the world.
The subtle differences between vitality are very similar to the construction experience accumulated by craftsmen over the years, except that they are done subconsciously, and it will take several generations, but you have to take the initiative to master and experience it, and this time will take longer and longer.
Less is more.”
After watching the Spring Breeze Pavilion, the master and the apprentice left the street and walked toward the distance along the gray wall next to the compound.
Stepping on the slightly protruding bluestone path, Ning Que looked at the gurgling water not far from his feet. Ning Que naturally thought of that rainy night. This ditch was once stained red with blood, and these bluestone paths were filled with piles of blood.
A mutilated corpse.
Behind the gray wall was Chao Xiaoshu's courtyard. Ning Que looked up and saw the green trees in the courtyard, and the occasional voice could be heard. He wondered if Chao Xiaoshu's family still lived here, and he
Where did it go again?
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, Master Yan Se, who was walking in front with his sleeves folded, smiled slightly and asked: "It is rare for someone like Chao Xiaoshu to have such an opportunity of enlightenment by looking at Pinghu Lake and knowing his destiny. Even with Chao Xiaoshu's talent,
If I hadn't been forced to hold him down in the dark mud of Chang'an City for many years by His Majesty, I wouldn't have been able to burst out with such brilliant brilliance."
This was the first time Ning Que knew that Chao Xiaoshu was a great cultivator in the realm of knowing fate. He thought about the scene of a bloody fight with the middle-aged man behind him that rainy night. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slowly, and there was something in his heart that said
The proud and majestic feeling cannot come out.
"You should have seen Chao Xiaoshu's swordsmanship."
"Yes, master."
"What do you think is special?"
"Quickly, like lightning."
Ning Que thought of the crooked wooden sword flying by the lake at the back of the academy and felt very ashamed.
Master Yan Se looked at him with a smile and said, "Is there anything else?"
Ning Que thought of something, but he licked his lips and did not say it, because although Yan Se was his master in Talisman, that matter was most likely Chao Xiaoshu's life-saving ability by pressing the bottom of the box.
No one should say it.
"I can't tell that you are still a person who values love and justice." Master Yan Se glanced at him in surprise.
Ning Que smiled and replied: "Brother Chao treated me well. After leaving Chang'an City, he still thought about my livelihood. He left me a large amount of money every month. Even if the friendship is not serious, the money is enough.
It’s heavy.”
Yan Se laughed and said: "Chao Xiaoshu transformed into five swords with one sword. You don't need to tell me about this. I just want to tell you that when I mentioned it, the five sword pieces shrouded him like meteors."
When you were walking in the streets, have you ever thought about it, if it was his natal sword, why could it still obey his orders after being divided into five parts?"
Ning Que really didn't think about this issue. He didn't think about it after the bloody battle last spring because he didn't understand what cultivation was at that time. The reason why he didn't think about it later was because he didn't think about the problems at all.
Until then, when he turned away from Chunfeng Pavilion and walked towards the street, he suddenly heard the master's question, and he suddenly fell into deep thought.
Master Yan Se is not one of those teachers who likes to make things difficult for his students with all kinds of questions, and then derives a great sense of intellectual superiority, vanity, and sadistic pleasure from them. He glanced at Ning Que, who was frowning and thinking hard, and explained directly:
"Chao Xiaoshu's natal sword is divided into five small swords. The connection and interaction between these five small swords relies on a formation... And I have told you before that all formations can actually be regarded as
It is a deformed talisman, a large talisman that relies more on materials."
Then he continued: "The Taoist sword is a talisman, and the Buddhist handprint is also a talisman, and both of these talismans are infinitives. As for the decorations on General Bai Zhan's armor, although they are mostly fragments, they are also talismans, but this kind of talisman
It’s a fixed formula.”
Ning Que glanced at him and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Master, I know that you are the most powerful Talisman Master in the world, and I know that every Talisman Master should have the deepest and most sincere feelings for Talisman Dao from the heart.
Love, it’s just... If you say it like this, wouldn’t it mean that all the cultivation methods in the world can ultimately be attributed to talismans? This kind of statement is really... too nonsense, isn’t it? "
Master Yan Se stopped, turned around and asked in confusion: "What is Tai Na? What is Tai Na?"
After Ning Que hesitated for a moment, he lowered his voice and said, "You're too narcissistic."
Master Yan Se burst out laughing, attracting the attention of passers-by in the streets.
The laughter gradually subsided, and he looked at Ning Que who was silent for a moment and said seriously: "The most important thing in practice is to dare to think and recognize. The road is long. If you don't believe that you can get to the end, how can you overcome the difficulties and surprises on the road of practice?"
The dangerous peak? The better the practitioner, the more confident he is, and the best practitioners must be confident to an extremely exaggerated level, which is probably what you call narcissism."
Ning Que opened his mouth slightly and was speechless for a long time. He wanted to criticize what the master said was unreasonable, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that these words were very reasonable, especially when he thought of the two senior fellow students in the academy and Chen Pipi.
Extremely narcissistic and proud guy.
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Leaving Chunfeng Pavilion and passing through Shanmofang from the east city, the master and the apprentice came to an open road. Not far away, the Yulin Army was patrolling on horseback. There were many fewer pedestrians on the street. The environment was peaceful beside the green trees and clear river.
Quiet and quiet. The majestic imperial city not far away is clearly visible to the naked eye, and it seems that you can even see the slight traces washed out by the wind and rain on the red wall.
Master Yan Se was not affected by the solemn and solemn atmosphere of this place at all. He still walked slowly on the street with his sleeves draped and his old shoes on, not caring at all about the vigilant and disgusted looks cast by the knights of the Yulin Army.
Ning Que suppressed a smile and followed him. He suddenly remembered the part about the armor engraved with talismans in the previous conversation, and thought about some of the introductions made by Lu Qingchen during the trip last year. His eyes suddenly brightened, and he hurried a few steps forward.
Next to Master Yan Se, he said in a very respectful and gentle tone: "Master, I want to ask you for a talisman."
Yan Se turned around and asked, "Seeking amulet? What happened to your family? Did you see something unclean and was pressed into bed?"
Ning Que opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer the question and feeling very powerless.
Master Yan Se narrowed his triangular eyes in a very obscene manner and said, "Just a joke."
Ning Que sighed and said seriously: "I want to carve a talisman on my sword."
After Master Yan Se thought for a moment, he shook his head and said: "Some runes can indeed be used independently of the talisman master, such as passing letters, armor, and weapons. This kind of talisman carving method is not uncommon, but in the end it is just a rudimentary method and not precise enough.
It's pure and not too powerful. It's said that your own is the best. If it's your personal weapon, it's better that you keep the talisman yourself in the future."
Ning Que smiled bitterly and said, "Then I don't know which year or month I can get what I want."
Master Yan Se patted his shoulder and said comfortingly: "I firmly believe that you are talented in the Tao of Talisman. Now it's just that you haven't been able to see through the window paper. If you slowly understand it, you will find that hope is always ahead.
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"Look carefully over there."
"What's over there?"
"See for yourself."
"Master, I only saw a lot of trees."
"What's behind the tree?"
"Behind the trees is the sky."
"That's not what I want you to see!"
"Master, you don't want me to say that you see hope, do you?"
"I really can't say such bitter words."
"Master, why didn't you say anything? Actually, in my opinion, it's really inappropriate for you to play the role of a spiritual mentor with your extraordinary temperament in the game world.
"Ning Que."
"Yes, master."
"If you continue talking, I will use cursive characters to prevent you from seeing anything for the rest of your life."
There was no hope ahead for the master and apprentice, they could only see a Taoist temple in the green forest at the foot of the imperial city.
Master Yan Se did not take Ning Que into the South Gate Temple because the two had a private master-disciple relationship. After all, Ning Que was a student in the academy and it was very inappropriate to be too close to Haotian Dao. No matter from any angle, it was very inappropriate.
"What I want to show you is the cornice of the Guangming Hall at the south gate."
Because of the previous conversation, Master Yan Se's expression was ugly and his tone was stiff.
Ning Que followed his words and looked up, only to see behind the gray wall and green trees, he could faintly see the cornices of the main hall of the Taoist temple stretching into the blue sky.
"Master, why do you want to look at this cornice? Once again, I understand the rules that craftsmen of all generations have subconsciously summed up from the force of rain. It's enough to look at the Spring Breeze Pavilion. Do we have to look at it forever? We have seen a lot in Chang'an City these days.
Ancient temples, Taoist temples, old pavilions, small bridges, flowing water, and people's homes. If I continue to look at it, I'm worried that Chang'an Mansion will suspect that we are a duo of old and young snitches."
"Grass character..."
"Master, I was wrong."
After a long while, Master Yan Se suppressed the anger in his heart, pointed at the cornice deep in the Taoist temple, and said with a livid face: "What I want you to see this time is not the cornice, but the beasts squatting on the cornice. Release your telekinesis
Go feel it and see what’s there.”
Ning Que's expression suddenly became serious. After a moment of silence, he slowly released his telekinesis and touched the stone eaves beasts squatting on the cornices from afar.
It looked very clear in the sea, but at the next moment, those beasts seemed to come alive, and he could even see their eyes!
His heartbeat began to accelerate gradually, and his breathing became heavier and heavier. The sea of consciousness and the beasts in his sight became clearer and clearer, and the pressure coming from him became heavier and heavier, causing his expression to change.
He became pale and his body became extremely stiff.
Master Yan Se stood beside him. He was not worried when he saw his reaction. Instead, he felt calm and slightly happy. Ning Que was so sensitive to the reaction of the eaves beast, which slightly diluted some of the anger he felt after being teased before.
Ning Que shook his head and got out of the previous state. He raised his hands and rubbed his eyes. He looked at Master Yan Se and said, "Master, I feel it and I understand it."
Master Yan Se frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect Ning Que to be able to escape from the pressure of the eaves beast on his own.
Ning Que glanced at the eaves beasts in the distance that had become smaller again, and said: "Master, do you want to tell me that these stone eaves beasts are also talismans, and they are endowed with power and almost powerful life force by the Talisman Master.
Pressure?”
Master Yan Se said: "That's right. What I'm more confused about now is why you didn't panic when you first came into contact with the eaves beast."
Ning Que looked at him, and after a moment of silence, he answered honestly: "I have come into contact with the Eaves Beast before."
Master Yan Se raised his eyebrows slightly and asked: "When? Where?"
Ning Que said: "Last spring, when the carriage passed the laundry room in the palace, I don't know why, I saw the eaves beasts on the corners of the palace, and suddenly felt that they came to life. I felt very uncomfortable at that time."
Master Yan Se was silent for a long time, and suddenly reached out and touched his head, his eyes full of gentle appreciation.
"Listening to your words and watching your actions, I always feel that your little guy's temperament and state of mind are really not suitable for practicing Talismans. I even thought that I was misled by your piece of paper and saw something wrong."
As a top-notch talisman master in the world, the old Taoist knows very well that a young man who has never been exposed to spiritual practice can actually feel the coercion of the eaves beast. This represents his talent in talismans.
"I am very pleased that you have once again proved your qualifications and abilities."
Ning Que smiled and said: "Master, the qualifications and abilities are in the body. There is no need to prove that they have always existed."
"You talked a lot of nonsense today, but this sentence makes sense." Master Yan Se laughed, and then continued to ask with concern: "Last time in the laundry department of the Imperial City, it was the first time you felt the power of the eaves beast.
Coercion?"
Ning Que fell into silence for a long time because of this question.
He remembered that day last spring, when he and Sangsang were holding big black umbrellas, standing on the straight and spacious street, standing in the drizzle, and then were crushed into two by the painting of the Suzaku carved in the center of the street.
The past of the statue.
After a long time, he raised his head, looked at Master Yanse and said: "Actually... earlier on Zhuque Street, the stone portrait of Zhuque also gave me the same feeling, but I don't know
What is a Suzaku painting?"
Master Yan Se listened to his answer, his eyes narrowed into two thin slits, and he suddenly said: "Do you want to see that Suzaku again?"
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Of course Ning Que didn't want to look at it. This had nothing to do with the fact that the Suzaku carved in the stone had no charm and was purely a fake. He was just subconsciously extremely disgusted and fearful of the Suzaku painting on the stone path - maybe it was because he was killed on the spring rainy day last year.
The chilling ancient meaning oozing out of the Suzaku painting in the middle of the avenue frightened him too much. Perhaps he subconsciously remembered the near-death experience after escaping to the street on a dull night last summer. In short, the shadow deep in his heart was so thick that it was unbearable.
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However, as an excellent student, he knows very well that every time the teacher asks the students if they want to do something, they actually just need to make an attitude of respecting your wishes. In fact, the teacher will never want to hear anything other than affirmation from you.
There was no other answer, so when Master Yanse spoke, he honestly replied that he wanted to go.
From the foot of the Imperial City, the two masters and apprentices walked southward along the spacious and straight Suzaku Avenue, as if they were stepping on a gray-brown ribbon embroidered with green lace, walking from the head to the chest of this giant in Chang'an City.
Looking at the Suzaku statue carved on the stone slab in the center of the avenue, Ning Que felt that his mouth was a little dry, and his hands subconsciously retracted into his cuffs, holding them tightly, and his body felt a little stiff.
The painting of the Suzaku is as solemn and beautiful as usual. Its wings have not been fully unfolded. It is just when it is about to vibrate. The two calm and powerful eyes are beautifully carved. No matter which angle you look at, you will feel that it is staring at it.
You. This is a must-see attraction for people from all counties in the Tang Dynasty when they come to Chang'an City, and the eyes of the Suzaku statue are also a wonder that all tourists talk about.
Standing in the crowd of people with different clothes and clothing, looking at the Suzaku painting in the middle, perhaps because of the noisy surroundings and the booming popularity, the feeling of alarm and fear in Ning Que's heart faded a little.
However, his body was still stiff and his hands and feet were still cold, because he always felt that the eyes that had been staring at him indifferently had nothing to do with the craftsmanship of the carvers. These eyes seemed to tell him that this Suzaku that had gone through thousands of years of wind and rain...
...is alive.
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