Huang Li kept talking for a long time, and Wu Gen finally understood.
The pattern of this arrow is a special rune, and its only function is to allow ordinary people to use their own blood and courage to compete with or even kill those practitioners or ghosts.
What excites Wu Gen is that this also means that if this thing can be promoted, the usually aloof cultivators will probably be afraid of some mortals.
As for how to restore this ancient rune, it is not a simple matter. Because the production of each rune is based on the environment of the world at that time, using the methods of the ancients to apply now is tantamount to carving a boat and seeking a sword.
Just like the classics that Zhao Ling had worked hard to obtain, if they were directly copied, whether they could be practiced or not would be very different from the original intention of the classics, and they would have to be carefully modified according to the current situation.
It is pure nonsense to say that someone entered a cave and obtained a shocking ancient secret book, and after mastering it, he is invincible in the world. The ancients still ate raw meat, why don’t today’s people eat it? Everything must go with the times.
As for this rune, Huang Li admitted that it was difficult for him to draw it completely. Maybe he could go back to Yanming Mountain and find his master Qiu Zhenren to find a way.
Wu Gen tried his best to persuade Huang Li to go back as soon as possible, but the other party just refused.
Huang Li was obviously too drunk. After two jars of wine, he collapsed without even eating a bite of tofu. Wu Gen spent a lot of effort to send him back to his residence.
After wiping his face, Wu Gen had to continue grinding the tofu. Chu Ji took a small bucket aside and poured the juice into the bucket. After all, he was getting a little younger, and after a while he was nodding like a chicken pecking at rice. Wu Gen had no choice but to send her back to her room, and he was alone in the yard grinding.
Maybe he drank too much tonight. After a while, Wu Gen became a little confused and his eyelids kept drooping.
The moonlight shone down, and the clear light was cut into layers by the clouds, and pieces wandered on the ground. They gradually climbed up Wu Gen's waist, crossed the courtyard wall, and swept across the huge palace.
In a daze, the Duwang Jue was activated, and two light groups danced in Wu Gen's mind.
The light groups gradually merged and turned into the shape of a millstone, with nine shadowy objects flying around like birds.
In the empty space, everything is dark, only the millstone shines with a golden halo. During the rotation, the distant atmosphere of vicissitudes of life came, and pieces of brilliance fell from the stone plates.
Wu Gen is currently in a mysterious and mysterious state. In this world, his hands are still pushing the millstone, and the millstone in his mind is also constantly rotating, gradually becoming clearer. The nine surrounding objects also solidified, but they were nine large silver ingots. Compared with the deep aura emitted by the millstone, it seemed very inconsistent.
This state can be said to be encountered but not sought after. If this guy were to think about martial arts at this time, he might be able to achieve a great enlightenment and gain something else. It's a pity that he was just staring at the silver ingot. The phrase "money-obsessed" is by no means a sarcastic empty talk, but a true portrayal of reality.
I don't know how long it took, but Wu Gen woke up from his daze. It was already the moon. Brushing the dew off his body, Wu Gen stood up and went back to the house to rest in confusion.
Lying on the bed fully clothed, he turned over and found something pressing against his waist. He reached out and took it out, but it was a black stone, which was given by Yun Ming when he was at Wentian Sect.
Throwing the stone beside the pillow, Wu Gen fell into a deep sleep.
That night, I dreamed of millstones, sometimes big and sometimes small, and sometimes I heard the inexplicable sound of waves.
Early the next morning, Wu Gen stretched and stood up to continue cooking tofu. As soon as I got out of bed, "Ouch." I fell to the ground with a plop.
"What kind of son is throwing things away..." He fell down early in the morning, which was very unlucky. He was about to curse when he turned around and found a person lying on the ground.
He reached out and turned it over and saw that the man's eyes were closed and he looked familiar. He should be from the palace, but he didn't know why he was lying here.
Wu Gen stretched out his foot and kicked it a few times, "Hey, if you want to touch porcelain, you can't find a convenient place, and you don't want to know what kind of person I am."
This person must have come here at night, and I don't know whether he wanted to kill himself or make money. But if he died in his own house, he would be in a lot of trouble. I checked his nose and found that it was okay, he was still breathing.
After checking the room, there were signs of rummaging everywhere. It's strange, this person must be here for something. After walking around the room for a few steps, Wu Gen decided to report it. After all, this was the palace, not Xingluoyuan.
As soon as he went out, Chu Ji was rubbing his eyes and washing up, his face looked a little unsightly. The two of them live two rooms apart, so they are neither far nor close, so it is easy to call them when necessary.
Seeing Wu Gen, Chu Ji pointed at the millstone in the courtyard and complained: "Brother, I always had a strange dream last night. I dreamed that this big millstone was flying and flying, and there was a lot of silver. I couldn't catch it, and I couldn't catch it. It makes me anxious."
Wu Gen's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something bad. He reached forward and tried Chu Ji's forehead. There was nothing strange, "You feel something uncomfortable in your body."
Chu Ji shook his head and slapped the millstone several times angrily.
Now it was Wu Gen's turn to be uneasy. Yes, it would be fine if he was alone. Even Chu Ji dreamed of this millstone, and there was another person lying in the room. It would be weird if it wasn't weird.
Suddenly, there was a noise outside the door. Soon, there was a knock on the door, "Keeper Wu, our master is here, please open the door quickly."
Zhao Ling? A trace of sweat broke out on Wu Gen's forehead. What should the people in this room do? Seeing the knocking on the door getting louder and louder, Wu Gen had no choice but to step forward and open the courtyard door.
As soon as the door opened, Zhao Ling, lightly dressed in casual clothes, stood in front of the door with a group of people, but the maid named Shuang'er was missing.
"I've met our lord." Wu Gen bowed his head and saluted, his eyes darting around as he wondered what Zhao Ling's purpose was.
"Wu Gen, since you came to the palace, I haven't come to visit yet. How is Chu Ji?" Zhao Ling looked past Wu Gen and towards the courtyard.
Wu Gen stood at the door and said quickly: "Thanks to the Lord's blessing, I am fine. Chu Ji, come here to see the Lord." Upon hearing the call, Chu Ji hurried over without even wiping the water drops on his face. Meet Zhao Ling.
"This little girl is fairer and fairer now. It shows that Guanxicheng is still here to support people. In a few days, when the imperial court canonizes you, Chu Ji, you will also be a noble person. You should have a separate courtyard, and you can't be with Wu Gen." Together." Zhao Ling looked at his future sister with a smile and reached out to touch her face.
Chu Ji blinked and objected, "I want to be with my brother and sell white jade bean sprouts."
"That can't be done. If a dignified nobleman does business as a merchant, wouldn't it be a loss of face for the palace. When the nobleman spends money in the palace, he will allocate it, and there is no need to earn these hard-earned money." Zhao Ling said as he prepared to enter the courtyard.
"Then I don't want to be a noble person?" Chu Ji was a little anxious. After leaving Huangling, Wu Gen had only one relative. If the two of them were separated, they would rather not be a noble person.
Wu Gen quickly covered her mouth and said with an apologetic smile: "The child speaks freely, please don't blame me." Seeing Zhao Ling about to walk into the yard, he raised his head and looked at the sky, and said loudly: "It's sunny and sunny today, why don't we let it go?" How about Chu Ji accompanying Lord Weng to enjoy the scenery by the lake?"
Zhao Ling glanced coldly at Wu Gen who was blocking the door, "What's the matter, Wu's guests don't welcome me to your door?"
"Where is it? Your Majesty's presence is truly a blessing to the people." Wu Gen calmly stepped aside and opened the door. Even the bird belonged to someone else. He only expected the other party to sit in the yard and then leave.
In the courtyard, Wu Gen stood behind Zhao Ling with his head lowered and said nothing. When everything became quiet, Wu Gen, who noticed something was wrong, raised his head and saw Zhao Ling looking at the room with his hands behind his hands, while the people next to him kept winking at him.
After waiting for a while, a maid couldn't bear it any longer, walked up to Wu Gen and whispered: "Please come into the house quickly."
"Oh..." Wu Gen looked at the door and then at Zhao Ling. There was no way he could avoid it. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward to open the door.
Zhao Ling snorted coldly, "It's very difficult to enter Wu Menke's door. I want to see what you are hiding in this house." He took the lead and looked at the furnishings in the house one by one.
As soon as he entered the bedroom door, Zhao Ling stopped, looked at the person lying in front of the bed, and looked back at Wu Gen, "Why."
"Alas." Wu Gen sighed, walked slowly to Zhao Ling, bowed deeply, and when he raised his head, he had an enigmatic look on his face, "My lord, can you block irrelevant people?"
Zhao Ling glanced at him suspiciously. He didn't know what kind of medicine Wu Gen was selling in his gourd. He turned around and said, "Everyone, get out."
"Yes." Everyone agreed and exited, closing the door behind them.
"Tell me what's going on."
Wu Gen looked helpless, "Master, you know that I am a soul master. Soul masters are disliked by others, so they have some precautions. This person took advantage of my sleep last night and sneaked into the room to do evil.
But he probably never thought that I would kill people in my dreams. Fortunately, he woke up in time and his life was not injured. I originally thought about reporting to the Lord today, but I never thought that the Lord would be here early in the morning. "
Zhao Ling's eyes went straight, "In that case, why not give him to the steward of the house."
"Ahem. My lord, the important place of the prince's palace allows a little thief to enter easily. If word spreads, it will lose the face of the prince and the princess, so I would like to handle it quietly."
"It's true, but it doesn't matter. This is the inner courtyard. Just ask people to take it away. I, the majestic Jinchun Palace, are still afraid of people talking about it." Zhao Ling said domineeringly.
Soon, the guards came in and carried the man to the courtyard. After careful identification, they found that he was really a guest of the palace.
A basin of cold water was poured down, and the man woke up faintly, his eyes were dull, and his body shrank into a ball, "It's such a big millstone, it hurts me to death..." These two sentences were repeated repeatedly, muttering. Stop, as if you have lost your mind.
Seeing this strange scene, everyone present felt chills on their backs, and intentionally or unintentionally moved farther away from Mopan and Wu Gen in the courtyard. Even Zhao Ling took a few steps.
Wu Gen's heart was like a turbulent wave. The millstone in his dream last night could really kill people. If so, wouldn't he be a lying human-shaped murder weapon? Fortunately, Chu Ji was far away and was not accidentally injured.
Thinking deeply, sweat burst out from Wu Gen's forehead. If he got married in the future, he might have to sleep in separate rooms. Wouldn't this mean that the bride would be a widow for the rest of her life?
Yaoshou, this damn weird method. God, I'm so young. Take this skill back. I don't dare to have it.
Seeing the uncertainty on Wu Gen's face, Zhao Ling thought it was because he was afraid of being held accountable, and comforted him, "It doesn't matter. This person broke into a house, which shows that he has a bad character. He just happened to be discovered by Wu Men's guests, so it can be considered as a harm. You can do whatever you want." I'm coming in."
As the two of them entered the room again, Zhao Ling whispered: "What kind of method did you use? It's so powerful."
Wu Gen had calmed down at this time, thought for a while and said: "This is the Mopan Dafa, but it can only be used for self-defense and cannot be used to hurt others."
Zhao Ling frowned and walked around the room, then suddenly turned around and said: "This method is very wonderful and must be released outside. If you need it, the palace will definitely provide it."
I still don’t know what this bullshit Mopan Dafa is, and I don’t know what it needs.
Wu Gen lamented in his heart, suddenly had a change of thought, and cupped his hands and said: "I once heard Huang Li say that there are many classics hidden in Master Qiu's place on Yanming Mountain, which may be related to soul arts. However, his master Qiu Zhenren treasured his broomstick very much. I’m reluctant to lend it to others.”
"Oh, tell me about that old man Qiu. What good things can he have there? It's nothing more than that. I can't say that it can be helpful to your spiritual mastery. I'll take you up the mountain another day to see if he still dares to hide his secrets."
Wu Gen was secretly happy. It seemed that Zhao Ling should be responsible for the arrow rune.
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