Volume 1: The Empire in the Morning

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.

.”

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?"

…

…

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
To be continued...