According to Xie Fu's reading, according to the Taoist Xianjia Yaoji, a cypress tree struck by lightning is a cypress tree struck by thunder from the sky, and thunder is divided into five types: heaven, earth, water, gods, and society.
The Lord of Heavenly Thunder moves the four seasons in the order of heaven, causing all things to happen.
Landmines nourish the grains, clear mountains and pray for sunshine and rain.
The water thunder stirs up the wind and rain, and the sweet rain falls, which is the affairs of the water house.
The god of thunder kills people, worships gods, and kills monsters. It is said that a divine man with supreme supernatural powers and wisdom can bring down divine thunder.
She Lei is the main killing weapon spirit, destroying altars and temples, reshaping the natural order, and making all living beings equal.
The cypress trees must be struck by the sky lightning among the five thunders to be considered as cypress trees struck by lightning.
Of course, it does not mean that the cypress struck by lightning is the cypress. It is not uncommon for cypress to be struck by lightning. But as far as the cypress is struck by lightning, the cypress must survive if it is struck by lightning. This is one of the few cypress trees in the world that can still survive.
Secondly, only cypress trees that are more than a hundred years old have aura. The aura of a tree means that it has the metal nature among the five elements. The tree itself is wood and has the nature of wood. It has the nature of earth after growing in the soil for a long time. The tree is nourished and grown by water. Water nature, after being struck by lightning, the tree trunk is tempered by fire, and it will have fire nature again, so it is the five elements.
Third, the five elements of cypress struck by lightning possess and contain the power of divine punishment, which can ward off evil and ward off evil. However, not all cypress struck by lightning have this mysterious power. After the cypress is struck by lightning, the Gangqi will leak out due to weather and geography. The spiritual energy is withdrawn, and the death energy appears.
Generally speaking, the thing about lightning striking cypress trees must be consistent with the time, place, and people. The size of the world must be consistent with the true meaning of lightning striking cypress trees, but it is very small.
Xie Fu looked at the surrounding Feng Shui geography and saw that it was surrounded by water. He probably understood why Wenting set up the Zhuang Sheng Temple here.
Zhang Lingluo glanced at Xie Fu. Her uncle Xie had never been an ordinary person. Judging from his expression, he seemed to understand, so she said without further words: "Yes! Lightning struck the cypress tree."
"Ms. Zhang, please continue."
Zhang Lingluo smiled and said: "People in the Wen Dao will use lightning-struck cypress wood to make magic weapons. The magic tools can help and enhance the abilities of people in the Wen Dao. This lightning-struck cypress wood is rooted in the earth. For people in the Wen Dao, it is a natural magic weapon that stands in the sky and earth. The only drawback is that you can’t take it with you.”
Zhang Lingluo smiled and then continued: "The place where there are natural magic weapons is the dojo of the Wen Dao people. In the dojo, the Wen Dao people will become more powerful than in other places."
Xie Fu looked at Zhang Lingluo, "Miss Zhang, you know quite a lot."
Zhang Lingluo smiled and said: "No, it's not that I know much, but that you know too little about me." It would not be surprising if Xie Fu knew her other identity.
At this moment, Master Xie saw a faint green light emitting from the Confucian master in blue. Slowly, the man sitting opposite him seemed to be affected, and his body also glowed with green light, but it was darker.
Xie Fu was a little surprised.
Zhang Lingluo, however, was not surprised and said: "The mantra is an inner spiritual power, guided by thoughts and essence. The strength of the power varies from person to person, and the effects are also different. Some people can recite the mantra silently, Through silent meditation, the chakras in the body are mobilized to elicit and emit invisible mysterious power.
"General mantras need to be recited skillfully tens of thousands of times, so that the body, mind, and thoughts can be deeply integrated into the artistic conception of the mantra, and then the heart can respond to the mantra. The power of the mantra is also equal to the ability of the person reciting it."
Xie Fu said with a smile: "It's just like learning to paint. You have to paint countless times before you can become good at it. You can start without thinking and draw according to your heart."
Zhang Lingluo smiled and said: "Exactly! But some people are exceptions, but I heard that some literary geniuses can make hundreds of recitations come true."
Xie Fu said with a smile: "This is probably similar to the extremely talented characters in calligraphy and painting."
Zhang Lingluo said calmly: "There are not many people like this. As far as I know, there is only one person in the world who can do it."
Xie Fu blurted out: "Only one person can do it! Who?"
"The Lord of Lingshan Wenting, Wen Sheng, Wen Sheng is also the only person today who can open the seven chakras and break through the mystery and become a saint. It is said that he has supreme supernatural powers and great wisdom. He can attract the thunder of gods to come down and kill demons. He can It is the order of heaven, and his existence is related to the destiny of China."
Zhang Lingluo was a proud person, but when she mentioned Literary Saint, her tone was full of admiration.
Xie Fu murmured: "If you have the chance to meet Wen Sheng, you must ask him for advice."
Zhang Lingluo sneered: "There are many people who want to see him. If they are all like you, wouldn't Wen Sheng have to receive guests every day?"
Xie Fu smiled horribly: "Miss Zhang, you make fun of even gods and figures like Literary Saint."
Zhang Lingluo smiled and said, "I'm laughing at you for not overestimating your abilities."
At this moment, the green light on the bodies of the two people sitting across from each other suddenly disappeared, a loud bang was heard, and the man sitting opposite the green Confucian master jumped into the sky.
Xie Fu, who was standing far away, immediately felt a strong wind blowing on his face.
A loud laughter came from the sky: "I have been practicing hard for twenty years and finally reached the fourth level of cultivation."
Zhang Lingluo said calmly: "It's only the fourth grade. What's there to be proud of? You're not worthy of being my slave."
Xie Fu looked extremely envious.
Zhang Lingluo said calmly: "It's over, we can go there."
The person who stepped into the fourth rank fled to nowhere. The Confucian Master in Tsing Yi stood up, looking a little tired.
Zhang Lingluo whispered to Fu Xie: "The blessing mantra is the most energy-consuming. Generally speaking, literary masters can defend themselves by reciting mantras, but this is when they are at their weakest. They are no different from ordinary people." What a difference."
Fu Xie heard what Zhang Lingluo meant and looked at Zhang Lingluo.
Zhang Lingluo smiled: "But killing people in Wen Dao is taboo. If you want to do it, don't let anyone know. Otherwise, not only will the entire Wen Ting issue a killing order for you, but also all the people in Wu Dao will regard you as As an enemy.”
Xie Fu said with a smile: "So becoming a literary person will provide you with a life-saving talisman."
Zhang Lingluo said calmly: "That's not necessarily the case. If someone wants to kill you, why would you tell the world? Sometimes you don't even know how you died."
During the conversation, the two of them approached. Zhang Lingluo said to Confucian Master Ding in Tsing Yi, "Master Ding."
"Miss Zhang."
Master Xie immediately raised his hands and saluted and said: "Thank you, Master. I just saw the magical power of the Confucian master. I admire you very much. I am very interested in literature and Taoism in my late life. I hope that the Confucian master can give me some advice in the future."
Master Ding Ru glanced at Zhang Lingluo and then said to Master Xie: "I no longer accept disciples. Moreover, literary education is not as good as martial arts. It is more about chance and talent. If Mr. Xie is interested in literary education, I can introduce you to him." Go to Wencheng Academy to study."
Zhang Lingluo said bluntly with a smile: "The Confucian master doesn't mean that he doesn't accept disciples, but that you are still far behind. Let you go to Wencheng Academy to study first. If you can build a foundation and enter Confucianism, and get a first glimpse of the literary path, we can talk about it later." Things to point out.”
Master Ding Ru laughed when he saw that Zhang Lingluo said what he meant so straightforwardly: "Master Xie, Wen Dao is also called Immortal Road. It is where Wencheng Academy gathers talented people who are committed to Wen Dao. There are not many of them in a year." Of course, for those who become Confucian, most of their thoughts are not really about literature, but about becoming an official."
Zhang Lingluo explained: "Although there are exceptions, establishing a foundation and entering Confucianism has always been the standard for becoming an official. After entering Confucianism, you will have clear eyes and be able to discern loyalty and traitor, and distinguish right from wrong."
Master Ding Ru said with profound meaning: "This is only for ordinary people. When faced with people who have a certain level of literary and moral cultivation, you can't argue with it."
Xie Fu understood the implication of Master Ding Ru's words. If both of them were Confucian people, they would not be able to see through each other. This kind of insight into loyalty and treachery, and the ability to distinguish right from wrong is only for ordinary people.
At this time, the man rushed back, and as soon as he landed, he knelt down towards the Confucian Master in Qingyi and said excitedly: "Ma Yuan, thank you Master for your help."
Master Ding Ru said calmly: "There is no need to say thank you. This is Wen Ting's duty and mission. Just leave as soon as possible."
The man named Ma Yuan stood up, turned around, glanced at Zhang Lingluo, and said, "Miss, I don't know if you need an entourage. Ma Yuan would like to ride in front and behind the horse."
But he had just stepped into the fourth rank and immediately recommended himself, wanting to join a famous family. The road to martial arts was difficult, and he had no family or sect. If he had anyone to rely on, he was afraid that his future would be difficult.
Xie Fu was surprised.
Zhang Lingluo smiled and said jokingly: "Are you obedient?"
After Ma Yuan was surprised, he lost face and seemed unwilling to answer.
Zhang Lingluo smiled, waved her hand, and said calmly: "That's all, I don't lack followers."
When Ma Yuan heard this, he immediately said: "Miss, Ma Yuan is obedient and I hope Miss will take you in."
Zhang Lingluo threw an object from her body and said calmly: "Take this object to Zhang's Mansion in Zhongyi Garden and make your own arrangements."
"Thank you for taking me in, Miss."
Xie Fu was very surprised that a fourth-grade master could be so humble and beg others to take him in.
Zhang Lingluo's voice floated softly: "Do you like it?"
Xie Fu asked doubtfully: "What do you like?"
"Do you like this slave?"
"This person named Ma Yuan?"
Zhang Lingluo smiled and said, "I took him in all because of you. I will train him to be more obedient and put a seal on him before I give him to you."
Xie Fu immediately felt sad for Ma Yuan's fate, and perhaps felt sad for the fate of people in martial arts.
In this case, why should we enter martial arts?
Maybe that wasn't the original intention at the beginning, but halfway through, I couldn't help myself.
It's like becoming an official. At first, you are proud of your ancestors, and you are rich and noble. How do you know that after you enter the officialdom, you will be shocked at every step, needing to flatter superiors and subordinates, and have both sides.
After the man named Ma Yuan left, Ding Ru taught the two of them and said, "Miss Zhang, Mr. Xie, I'm a little tired. Go back and have a rest. See you later."
When Master Xie saw Master Ding Ru leaving, his eyes seemed sad, and he said to Zhang Lingluo, "I see Master Ding Ru seems to be troubled."
Zhang Lingluo said calmly: "Of course he is worried. There are too many martial arts masters coming this time, and there are too few martial arts masters in Suzhou Wenting. Master Ding Ru has already felt that he can't bear it, and he heard that Master Xie Ting seems to be in poor health." If you are ill, it is inconvenient to recite the blessing mantra for these middle-aged martial artists."
Xie Fu said: "Then take your time and talk about it later."
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