"Where does the soul song come from?" In a quiet room next to the church, Wu Gen sat cross-legged on the ground and seriously asked the three women in front of him for advice. These three women were named Chao, Zheng, and Mu respectively, and Chao was the one Wu Gen almost bumped into when he entered the palace to offer his treasure.
According to the agreement with the General Affairs Elder, Wu Gen shamelessly requested to learn Soul Song the next day, so the General Affairs Elder pointed to the three professors Chao, Zheng, and Mu. Nowadays, Wu Gen and his party are being watched more closely, and they must be accompanied by someone when they go out every day. However, the treatment is not bad at all, and everything is provided. There are still some beautiful women wandering in front of you every day, and their intentions are self-evident.
So Wu Gen discussed with everyone that he couldn't stay in the house all day, and someone had to inquire about the surrounding situation of the Ming clan. After discussion, only Wu Gen and Bao Xiang were suitable to go out and deal with each other.
So Wu Gen naturally went to the Holy Hall, and in the name of learning soul songs, he waited for an opportunity to find out the reality of the Ming clan. Baoxiang often went to visit Long, Ming, Qian and others, taking the opportunity to find out how to get in and out of the formation, as well as the situation outside the Ming clan's territory.
Back in the palace, after hearing Wu Gen's question, Chao took the lead in answering: "The so-called soul song is an imitation of the fluctuations of the soul. The real soul song requires the soul to surge out, and the singing is already inferior." .Over the years, the soul song has actually been lost among the Ming clan.
For example, the soul song recited by our clan, to be honest, over the years, no one knows whether it is a real soul song, but it has some effect on stimulating soul power, so it is mostly learned by the clan members. The elders also explored it for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out, so they just let it go. actually......"
Having said this, Chao paused for a moment, seemingly hesitant, and looked at Zheng Hemu next to him, and then said: "Someone once pointed out that our clan's use of Soul Song in this way will only lead us further and further away from the main road. It’s a little further away.”
"May I ask who this master is? If you are free, would you allow me to pay him a visit?" Wu Gen was a little curious. This man should also be a soul master, and he does have some discernment.
Chao shook his head slightly, "This is the senior who taught Yayan of the Ming clan. He has passed away long ago."
Wu Gen looked a little weird, "It's a pity that if the nobles weren't eager for quick success and forced this person to do unbearable things and exhaust himself to death, I don't think he could have helped perfect this soul song."
Chao's face turned slightly red, he sighed, shook his head and said, "My guest is ridiculous, this senior did die of exhaustion, but he didn't do that kind of thing. Practicing soul arts also requires the support of a strong body. Senior, study The soul song was too much, and I was trapped in it, so that I died of physical exhaustion.
However, that senior also left a message that sooner or later this kind of thing would have to be done by outsiders. The essence of the Ming clan has become rigid and cannot be entered any further. "
"Did this senior leave a tomb or something like that? If it is convenient, I would like to go and pay homage to him."
"There is nothing wrong with it."
Chao and the two sisters took Wu Gen around the church and walked along the mountain road for more than half an hour, arriving at a sunny slope covered with dense forests. When we walked into it, we saw that there were many tombs here, hidden among the forest and rocks. Most of the tombs are very old, the monuments are broken, and the hills are covered with grass. From time to time, a few birds stop on the monuments and look at the group of four people.
Walking to a tomb that obviously looked newer, Chao stopped and said, "This is the resting place of our predecessors."
Wu Gen lowered his head and looked around. The area around the tomb was very neat. Someone should be repairing it from time to time. There is no name or surname written on the half-man-high stone tablet. It turns out to be just an anonymous tablet.
"Senior confessed before he left yesterday that in this life he has been reduced to an existence like a woman with a hook. He really has no face to see his fellow villagers. There is no need for a name on the tombstone." Behind him, the voice of Chao sounded faintly.
Wu Gen knelt down and gently touched the tombstone. Looking at the simple stone tablet, he asked, "Did this senior have any heirs?"
After a moment of silence, Chao Fang said, "I have three daughters, one of whom is my mother. However, my predecessor passed away when my mother was still young."
Wu Gen turned his head in astonishment and looked at the three of them, "Aren't you three his grandsons?"
Chao smiled slightly, "It can't be calculated that way. The three of us were born to my mother who ate Langguo. According to the rules of the clan, we have nothing to do with our predecessors."
"Oh." Wu Gen scratched his head, stood up and gave a salute. I sighed in my heart, if I can't leave
The Ming clan, like the people in front of them, will eventually be buried here alone, and even their descendants will not recognize themselves. The Ming clan did this just to sever the connection between outsiders and their own clan, to prevent people from changing their minds.
"Just now I saw a mountain peak behind the church, and there was a big tree standing in the forest. I don't know what to say." Wu Gen turned around and walked out, seemingly casually asking.
Chao looked at Wu Gen and chuckled, "That's a forbidden area in the clan, where the Langshu is. Your distinguished guest really has a good eye. The Langshu is the foundation of our clan's survival and is tightly guarded. The temple was built here. For the convenience of guarding."
"I've heard about Langshu's name for a long time, but I wonder if I can take a closer look." Wu Gen raised his head and looked at the eye-catching red among the green in the distance.
Chao shook his head and said, "Outsiders are generally not allowed to get close to the Langshu. Even the clan members have to be priests or above. If the distinguished guests want to see it, it's okay if the elders allow it."
The man on the side, with a smile on his face, suddenly interjected: "If your distinguished guest becomes a Taoist couple with a tribesman, I'm afraid he can't help it."
Wu Gen sighed, "When it comes to Taoist couples, you don't need to slowly cultivate your relationship. How can you be so casual? I'm a little curious about this Langshu, and I would like to ask the three sisters and the elders to say a few kind words."
A few days later, Chao found Wu Gen and only said that the elder had agreed. With the cooperation of several guards, we headed to the location of the legendary Langshu.
After bypassing the church, several people walked slowly along a road paved with white stones. Along the way, Wu Gen noticed that there were guards hiding every ten feet on both sides of the road, and there were people patrolling along the mountain road from time to time.
When we reached the top of the peak, we saw a big tree standing in a pool of yellow spring. This leaf is enough for two people to hug each other. The branches are rugged and the leaves are red but square, which is somewhat similar to the paper mulberry tree in the world.
Under the sunlight, the shadows of the trees were whirling, the water vapor was thick, and a light mist flowed among the trees, making the place hazy.
Wu Gen widened his eyes and carefully searched for the long-famous Langguo. Looking along Chao's finger, he found a yellow fruit shaped like a human body under a thick branch, swaying in the breeze.
"Is this Lang Guo?" Wu Gen looked back at Chao in surprise.
"Exactly, the Lang tree blooms in one year, bears fruit in the same year, and takes three years to mature. The number of Lang fruits on the tree never exceeds a thousand, and there are more years of good harvests and fewer years of disaster. If the adult members of the clan are honest, Yes, and only with the consent of the elders, you can bathe for seven days and take a langguo here.
After getting the fruit, you still have to sit quietly by the tree for a month before you can conceive and give birth to a child. If something unexpected happens in the meantime, you can come over and drink some yellow spring water under the trees. Depending on your body constitution, you can drink it for ten months in a row to clear up the fetal gas. ” The one who spoke was Zheng, who explained clearly the usage of Langshu.
Wu Gen walked around the Langshu. Sure enough, there were many fruits hanging on the tree. Some were still green, and some were already golden. He suddenly stopped and turned around, "Since this fruit has a certain number, doesn't it also limit the life?" clan population."
"Yes, this is also the reason why the Ming Clan has never been able to grow too strong, so the elders are so interested in foreign men." Chao Ganran said, walking side by side with Wu Gen, chatting as they walked, "Of course, this is also because the Ming Clan's territory is small , because it cannot accommodate more people. Therefore, not every clan member can take Langguo, only those who are talented, intelligent and physically strong can do so."
"Oh." Wu Gen glanced at the tree and suddenly said curiously, "A woman from the Ming clan can give birth to an heir if she takes the Langguo. What if a man takes it. In addition, it is said that although the nobles mostly give birth to women, occasionally men are born. , why can’t I see one?”
Zheng sighed and took up the topic, "I heard from the elders that in the past, there would be a few male babies for every thousand children born, but now there are none. The elders are also very worried about this and have tried every means. . If this continues, our clan will not even have the capital to exchange men with other clans. As for the man, what if he takes this Langguo?" At this point, he couldn't help but smile, "Of course I want to have a child. .”
Wu Gen couldn't help but get goosebumps when he thought of a man struggling to give birth with a big belly. Should the child be called mother or father when he was born?
Puff, Wu Gen shook his head and got rid of these strange thoughts.
Zheng was giggling, leaning forward and back with laughter.
, tears flowed out, "Mr....Mr., if a man gives birth, should he give birth to a boy or a girl? I can't say that most of the babies will be boys."
After getting along with each other for the past few days, Wu Gen also discovered that Chao had a gentle temperament, while Zheng was more lively, while Mu was less talkative.
Wu Gen didn't take Zheng's joke to heart at first, but when he saw Mu's thoughtful expression, he was suddenly startled. Could it be that this girl really took it seriously, and when he turned around to talk to the elders, he took a few of his own people for granted. A test, wouldn't it be a premature death?
He touched his belly and quickly changed the subject and said, "You three girls, you have been practicing soul music for many days, and suddenly you have gained something. Can you please sing it again."
The three women looked at each other and nodded slightly. The four of them found a flat place under the Lang tree and sat facing each other.
Under the tree, a long soul song sounded, echoing in the wind, lingering among the leaves, but flying into the distance. Listening to the music, Wu Gen looked relaxed, put one hand on his chin, and slowly closed his eyes in comfort.
In a trance, Wu Gen's mind gradually fell silent, and he felt like he was formless, rising slowly amid the wisps of music. Gradually, it passed through the tree canopy, crossed the flowing clouds, flew past the scorching sun, and flew towards the endless sky.
The surroundings darkened, and Wu Gen felt like he had turned into a star, wandering freely in the sky, just like the soul song spoken by the three women, following the trend, wandering freely among thousands of stars.
No matter how he wandered, he vaguely felt that there was an invisible thread, one end connected to Wu Gen, and the other end entering the indigo sky.
Following the guidance of the silk thread, Wu Gen flew upwards with all his strength. After an unknown amount of time, there was a crash, and the world turned upside down. Wu Gen found that he had entered the sea of consciousness, and was sinking and sinking in the sea water.
From the depths of the sea, there were intermittent sounds, and the other end of the thread still fell into the dark deep sea.
Wu Gen worked hard to sink, following the silk thread to guide him downwards, trying to find its source, but he still couldn't see its end after swimming for who knows how long.
In the midst of anxiety, the heaven and earth suddenly trembled, and everything turned into fragments and flew into the distance.
"My lord, my lord." The voice came up and down. Wu Gen tried his best to regain his mind and raised his eyelids with difficulty. Finally, Chao appeared in front of him with an anxious look on his face.
"Sir, you're awake, but you've made us anxious." He said hurriedly from the side.
"How long have I been in trance?"
"Three days. The elder came just now and spent a lot of effort to wake you up."
"Then thank you elder for me. It's a big blessing to enter samadhi this time."
"The elder said that if you want to come, you can enlighten here every day."
