“Is there no way to cure them?” Chen Luo asked.
Wei Yan nodded: “Yes! The Taoist sect cultivates the yang spirit, and it specializes in souls and spirits, therefore especially effective on ghosts. The Buddhist Kingdom reincarnates in the Buddhist kingdom, and the ghosts can be reincarnated; even my Confucian sect, under the True Noble Qi of the Confucian sect, the ghosts and gods will only be frightened at best “
Chen Luo pouted: “I don’t know anything else. The Noble True Qi of the Confucian sect can only protect the user himself, but he won’t be able to protect others. Otherwise, I would not have been harmed by evil ghosts before.”
Wei Yan smiled awkwardly: “If it can really be cured, how can it be called a ghost disaster.”
“Taoists conquer ghosts, but it will cause resentment to attach to their own souls, and it takes effort to wash them away. Those people in Taoism call themselves immortals, when they resolve some of the ghosts conveniently they already call it bestowing favors, how can they say that they are really regarding this as a life mission!”
“Buddhism has a Buddhist kingdom, but it only opens up a territory in a part of the underworld, and allows the soul to reincarnate in it. Once you enter the Buddhist kingdom, you will become the slave of the Buddha’s master, and you will never be free in all your lifetimes! It only cures symptoms, not the roots.”
“As for my Confucianist path, it is indeed as the little friend said, self-preservation is more than enough, and for protection of others, it is insufficient. Only after cultivating the technique of ‘Gentleman’s Blessing’ can we transfer our qi to protect others.”
“In addition, the fortunes of the dynasty can also bless the people of the dynasty. Now that our Daxuan is majestic like the sun, it is rare for such ghosts to harm people.”
Speaking of this, Wei Yan squinted and glanced at Chen Luo: “Your encounter was driven by the tiger demon, so your case is not included in this”
Chen Luo touched his nose and asked Wei Yan to continue.
“It’s just that this protects the people, but it is a huge drain on the qi. So once the country encounters a natural disaster or an external disaster, the qi will shift, and the people will encounter more weird ghosts.”
Chen Luo roughly understood what Wei Yan meant, but another question popped up, and he couldn’t help asking: “Why is the senior suddenly telling me so much? Could it be related to Zhong Kui?”
Wei Yan nodded: “Just now what I said, at least officials above the fifth rank or the great Confucian realm can know. After all, Tongchen is only a seventh rank, and I didn’t notice the special features of Zhong Kui.”
After Wei Yan finished speaking, his eyes turned to Zhong Kui again: “The spirit of the book is the manifestation of the will of the heaven, and it naturally carries the power of the heaven. You, little friend, have no talent for reading, but can condense the spirit of Zhong Kui’s book, do you know what this means?”
Chen Luo shook his head. At that time, he wrote “The Tales of Zhong Kui” just to deal with ghosts. How could he think about it so much?
Wei Yan’s face showed a look of joy: “This means that ordinary people can also recite the elegant prose article about Zhong Kui that you wrote! It means that ordinary people can also rely on reciting the article of Xiaoyou to protect themselves from ghosts. It also means that the consumption of my great country’s qi will be greatly reduced, and the country’s qi will be greatly improved!”
“Little friend, making the common people benefit, you have done meritorious deeds!” Wei Yan finally sighed.
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Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, looked back at Zhong Kui, and Zhong Kui’s ferocious eyes also looked at Chen Luo innocently, and the two had a deep exchange in their hearts.
“Old Zhong, why didn’t you tell me about such a big thing?”
“My lord, this spirit doesn’t know either!”
“Is what he said true? Will there be many of you in that case?”
“This spirit doesn’t know. But this spirit will follow the lord forever!”
Chen Luo hung up the mental connection and asked, “Senior, if other people read that article, will they also condense a new Zhong Kui?”
Wei Yan waved his hand: “The book spirit will only condense at the moment the article comes out. No matter how much other people read, it will at most condense a shadow of power, and it will not have the same mind as your book spirit!”
“Of course, you will also benefit. If this method prevails in the world and everyone reads it, in addition to the imperial court, the qi of the dynasty will also be increased. Maybe…”
Wei Yan suddenly showed a narrow look, and his words were tempting: “People who have made great contributions once were infused with qi, they lived a long life of two Jiazi, they were rich and noble in their lives, their sweet wives and concubines were comparable to the imperial harem, and they were still able to enter a bridal chamber at a hundred years old..”
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Under the sky, in the county office.
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Cai Tongchen moved the chair to the open space in front of the county government office, holding a cup of tea in his hand, while drinking tea, he looked up at the sky, the blue light in his eyes kept flickering.
Master Li walked in with a jug of wine and said, “Sir, I have long heard that Wei High Official likes things in a cup. This is a 30-year-old new spring brew that I have treasured. Why don’t you…”
When Master Li said did not finish his words when he noticed Cai Tongchen’s strange posture, he leaned forward and looked up.
“Sir, what are you looking at?”
“Look by yourself!”
Master Li immediately used his True Noble Qi and used it to fill his eyes, raised his head, and the sight in front of him made his mouth go wide.
“Then… that’s the Little Chen family head, why is he in Lord Wei’s ancient carriage?”
“Haha. How does this officer know? This officer has followed my teacher for 20 years, and I have never been in the same carriage with my teacher!”
“Lord, look, Wei Da Shi is smiling so happily! What did Patriarch Chen say?”
“Haha. How does this officer know? This officer has followed my teacher for 20 years, and I have never seen my teacher so happy!”
“My lord, why did Senior Wei salute the head of the Chen family?”
“Haha. How does this officer know? I have followed my teacher for 20 years, and I have never seen my teacher so polite!”
Master Li suddenly felt that Cai Tongchen’s tone was not right. He glanced at Cai Tongchen’s almost green skull, and took a deep breath: “This subordinate suddenly remembers that there are still some trivial matters I have to attend to, so I will deal with it now and retire first!”
“Wait a minute!” Cai Tongchen came back to his senses, looked at Master Li who was about to leave, and asked, “What are you holding in your hand?”
“It’s nothing, nothing, it’s thirty years old vinegar!”
“It turned out to be old vinegar. I was just saying that there is such a smell of vinegar in the yard. Go ahead and do what you have to.”
As if receiving amnesty, Master Li hurriedly ran out of the county office, while Cai Tongchen continued to look up at the sky…
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“Just more than two hundred words?” Wei Yan looked at Chen Luo in surprise, “And it has condensed such an extraordinary calligraphy spirit?”
Chen Luo nodded: “I call it “The Tales of Zhong Kui”, and it really only has around 200 words.”
Wei Yan waved his sleeves, and a small desk appeared on the ancient car. On the desk were laid items for writing
“Please, little friend start writing!”
Chen Luo stretched out his hand to pick up the brush, Wei Yan stood aside naturally, grinding the ink.
Unbeknownst to the two, this scene fell into the eyes of the two people below who were constantly paying attention——
Cai Tongchen: “My teacher actually ground ink for another person? This…this…I have followed my teacher for 20 years, and my teacher has never ground ink for me…Bah, how dare I let my teacher grind ink! Chen Luo, you are so bold!”
On the other side, Master Li almost dropped the wine jar in his hand.
“Great Confucian Scholar and ink? This Chen Xiao Family Head, no, is Chen Patriarch, what is his identity? What is he trying to write? Is it an imperial edict? Bah… I think too much…”
Chen Luo quickly finished it, and “The Tales of Zhong Kui” was completed. Wei Yan squeezed Chen Luo away, read it carefully, and then sighed: “There is no rationale, no subtlety, and qi, and the whole story tells about Zhong Kui’s life, but it is bizarre and legendary. This old man has never seen such an article! Wonderful! , but, little friend, this old man has a question.”
“Senior, please speak…”
“In your article, you mentioned the Tang Dynasty, which dynasty was it? And this painting of the sage Wu Daozi, who is the person who can exorcize ghosts and subdue demons with just one painting?”
“This…” A drop of sweat fell from Chen Luo’s forehead.