Chapter 11: Resolve Confusion

I don’t know how long this corridor is. Zhu Hanwen only felt that he had walked from dark to dawn, and finally came to an end when his patience was about to run out. Not far from the corridor, he saw a huge main house. The big house was ten meters high, and the blue-gray tiles set off the five ridges and six beasts in an orderly manner. The tiles printed with various seal characters were printed on them. The four pillars of three people hugged each other supported the red walls on all sides. The large paper-paste window was closed and the situation inside was invisible. The two five-meter-high wooden doors were slightly slit, and the person stood in front of the door as if he was about to be swallowed.

"Brother Zhu, my father is waiting in the house. I can only send you here." Zhang Jingxiu bowed to Zhu Hanwen and said.

"Will it be a bit rude for me to go in like this?" Zhu Hanwen felt a little confused.

"It's okay, although my father is rigorous, he is still very supportive of his younger generation. Please come in." Zhang Jingxiu gave in to the house again. The two chatted for a long time along the way. Zhu Hanwen was very impressed by Zhang Jingxiu's character and Zhang Jingxiu was also very sincere to Zhu Hanwen.

He bowed to Zhang Jingxiu again and turned into the house. The huge central hall made people feel that he was very small. He looked around and saw that the furnishings in the house were very simple, with an eight-immortal table, a few chairs, and a large pair of characters on the wall saying "Loyalty to the king and the country, which was vigorous and powerful.

"Don't look around, since you come, you can rest assured." An old voice came from the side study room. Looking at the sound, an old man in his sixties was sitting upright in front of the desk in the study room, looking at him.

Zhu Hanwen took a few steps, fell to the old man, and said respectfully.

"My younger brother Zhu Hanwen, pay homage to Shangzhuguo." It can be seen that his admiration for this old man comes from the heart.

"Get up, in a blink of an eye, there are still people who remember me, the old trash, which is rare."

"The deeds and contributions of Shangzhu Kingdom should be remembered forever." Zhu Hanwen stood aside with a rare respect.

"Okay, don't flatter me. Has the one from the City God Temple told you what happened to let you come here?"

"Master just said that you will solve my doubts, and you also know my master's character..."

"Haha, boy, don't think about my words. Your master is not something I can comment on."

"Oh?" This surprised Zhu Hanwen. He could not even evaluate the identity and status of the person in front of him. Who is that old guy?

"Okay, since your master is unwilling to reveal his identity to you, there are naturally his reasons. He asked me to solve your doubts. You can say anything you have." The old man pointed to the round stool beside him and signaled him to sit down.

"I don't know where to ask about these things, and I don't know how many of them can be known to me. Shangzhuguo thinks that I can tell me, and I'll just listen carefully." Zhu Hanwen made a fool of himself.

"I didn't expect that that person was so upright, but he took a slim apprentice. Maybe this is God's will. I believe that the person in your body will not hide the blood curse from you, so I will start with the Baoqin Jinrai." The old man waved his hand gently, and Zhu Hanwen only felt that his waist tightened, and the Baoqin Jinrai appeared in the air, and the rake nails competed fiercely at the old man.

"Well, it seems you get along very well."

The old man stretched out his hand and seemed to have no power. He saw the handle of the Baoqin Golden Rake thrust, and the rust stains on the rake were cleaned a little, and there could be vaguely seen light flowing on the rake body.

"Including the four evil places here in Sijiu City, I believe you have already walked through them. You should have met several younger generation masters. How do you think of them?"

"It's unfathomable, and it's hard for the younger generation to compare with them."

"You don't have to belittle yourself. If I tell you, they have only been able to reach such a state in the past two months, how do you feel? Don't be surprised, they are like you, and after the Tianmen reopens, their cultivation has been greatly improved. Otherwise, who would give them the confidence to provoke the guy in Yihongyuan."

"Resurrection of spiritual energy? The sky gate reopens?"

"Yes, from the time when the road of heaven was cut off, the spiritual energy on earth was exhausted until the Tianmen reopened two months ago. In the middle of the four hundred years, we call it the "end of Taoism" by the Taoist practice. During these four hundred years, those who practice Taoism stagnated, the power of magic suddenly decreased, and the ascension was hopeless. Many sects withered and even cut off their inheritance. Until the Tianmen reopened two months ago, the spiritual energy revived, many fellow practitioners made rapid progress, and even many secret techniques that could not be used before could see the light of heaven again, but these are insignificant compared with your opportunity."

"I?"

"Yes, it's not just you. When the Heavenly Gate reopened, the White Rainbow pierced the Sun, for some reason, countless treasures of heaven came to the world, and they chose people with destiny to recognize them as the main ones. These people are called "the chosen people of heaven". You have been recognized by Shangbaoqin Jinrai, which is naturally one of them."

"There are many people chosen?"

"A lot of them are known at present. All the sects with inheritance have chosen people, and there are many chosen people who have not been discovered in the folk. As for what treasures they have, we have no way to infer what magical powers they have. It can be foreseeable that the appearance of the chosen people will be fought over by all forces. Although the spiritual energy in the cultivation world finally waited for the resurgence of the spiritual energy, there must be a catastrophe that came with it." When the old man said that a cold light flashed in his eyes, he was powerful without anger, and then he looked at Zhu Hanwen next to him with some teasing sarcasm.

"You have seen the Yihongyuan person, and his cultural context has been passed on to you. What do you think now as the author of "Fengyue Baojian"?"

"This, although I know that the benefits of getting that person's inheritance are extraordinary, I have never touched the trick and don't know how to use it." Zhu Hanwen's face turned red.

"Ha, you are honest. The reason why you can't use it is because you are not a Confucian child. You have not received the teachings of a saint, have never benefited the people, and have not made meritorious service, have made morals, and have naturally not been able to use Confucian supernatural powers. Since the guy in Yihongyuan recognized you, I can't hide my own private interests." After that, the old man stood up and walked to the desk, stood with his hands behind his back. Seeing this, Zhu Hanwen hurriedly stood up.

"Boy, I have seen countless people in my life. Although you are lucky now, you don't have the courage to achieve great things, nor do you have the means to deal with the ghost realm of human hearts. I can't teach you these things, and you need to understand them yourself. All I can do is give you an opportunity." At this moment, a circle of golden light rose from the old man and slowly headed towards Zhu Hanwen's cage.

"I have been an official for decades, clearing the land, pacifying the southwest, and purged the administration of the government. I have made great contributions to Confucianism, which has not helped you very much. However, the tricks of the ghost realm you have dealt with in the past few decades are something you have never seen in your ten lives. Here are all my experiences since I became an official. Now I am taught to you, I hope you will not let down my expectations for you." As I spoke, the golden light completely enveloped the young man in front of me, and then began to seep into my body little by little.

Zhu Hanwen only felt that a movie that had lasted for decades was quickly played in his mind. The scenes passed quickly, but they were so clear. As the pictures became more and more, the body suddenly felt a sense of motion sickness. His whole head became dizzy, and his stomach twitched and seemed to be about to vomit.

"You must persevere. The Confucian teaching method cannot be stopped halfway. You will stop wherever you interrupt. Now is the time to test your perseverance. Do you want to waste your last six months in a daze and wait for the blood curse to explode?" As if you saw his abnormality, the old man said in a deep voice.

The old man seemed to have some kind of magical power added to his voice. The magic sound penetrated his ears and woke Zhu Hanwen, who was still in a daze and disgusting manner, and quickly calmed down his mood and carefully observed every scene again.

After a long time, the golden light finally penetrated into his body, and decades of intrigue and deceitful official life were completely imprinted in his mind. Although it could not be digested and transformed into his own experience immediately, it really benefited a lot for him, an 18-year-old child.

"Thank you for the gift from Shangzhuguo!" Zhu Hanwen bowed again.

"Get up, the world of Taoism is countless times larger than you think. I just hope you can grow up quickly so that you can stretch your hands in this whirlpool, but don't lose the faces of us old guys. Finally, I tell you something. God will definitely have his purpose to choose the chosen one this time. You may encounter greater challenges in the future. If one day you have new opportunities, we still have some unfulfilled wishes to trouble you."

“The definition is unavoidable!”

"Okay, now let's try to see if you can use context."

"Yes." Zhu Hanwen thought, and his Chinese mind was nourished by the old man's golden light, and his mind had turned into an ancient book with the cover of "Fengyue Baojian" written on it. When he opened the ancient book, the golden light flashed, and a fairy-like figure walked out of the book, and his figure flashed from his mind and appeared in the real world.

"Fairy Jinghuan, pay homage to Master Wen." The fairy bowed, and it was indescribable and beautiful.

"Oh, hello, hello." Zhu Hanwen had never seen such a beautiful woman even though he was so old, he was slightly stupid.

"Cough cough" The old man coughed twice, awakening the young man in front of him who had never seen the world. Fortunately, this boy showed that he had never seen the world. If he was like Fan Li, he would be directly addicted to the beauty of Fairy Jinghuan, and I wonder if he would be slapped to death by the old man in front of him on the spot.

"Okay, this literary context is of infinite use. As for how much you can master it, it depends on your luck. If you go back to the imperial capital, just remember to visit us a few more. Go back, there is a last place for the Duchenghuang Temple to go, and we will meet again. Remember to solve the blood curse on you first. You died of the blood curse explosion in the first forty-nine lives. If you can lift the blood curse in this life, it will be of great benefit to you." After saying that, the old man waved his hand and signaled that Zhu Hanwen could leave.

"I'm leaving."

He left the main room with respect and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the old man had always been very kind to him or even said to be kind to him, his aura of being in the forefront for a long time really made people feel overwhelmed. In addition, he had admired him very much in his heart, and when he said this conversation, his back was soaked with sweat.

"The master of writing doesn't have to be too nervous. This senior's desire to support you is from the heart and will not be detrimental to you."

"Hey, I know he will not be bad for me, but I don't know why I feel ashamed of such a senior who has made great contributions to the world and great talents to the country. Fairy doesn't have to worry about me, I'll be fine if I pass it." Zhu Hanwen comforted Fairy Jinghuan for a moment, looked up and saw that Zhang Jingxiu was not far away, and he must have been waiting for him to come out.

"I'm so ashamed to let Brother Zhang wait for a long time."

"It's okay, it's okay, this person should be the fairy called by the literary context of the Yihongyuan. Zhang Jingxiu is polite here." He said that, and gave a deep bow to Fairy Jinghuan.

"Jinghuan has seen Mr. Zhang." Fairy Jinghuan was slightly blessed.

"Brother Zhang Lingzun's strong aura really makes me feel ashamed."

"Hahaha, there's no way. I've been so many years now, and I'm still trembling at home."

"Oh, I'm ashamed. Brother Zhang, I'm leaving now. I will definitely come to visit you if I have the chance in the future."

"Okay, I'll send you out now."

"Fairy, you may be in trouble when you leave here and go to the mortal world. You should go back to the context first."

"After orders" the figure of Fairy Jinghuan flashed back to the ancient books in the sea of ​​consciousness.
Chapter completed!