Is the old guy so narcissistic?
After flipping through several pages, Li Yuan was speechless and skipped all the illustrations. There were only two pages of text.
“The essence of worshiping God is to seek God!”
"Every person, object, or scene that scares people in the world can become a god. If you worship them, you can strengthen your muscles and bones, prolong your life, and achieve world-shaking power. In the end, you can transform me into a god!"
"Look for God, see God, describe God, respect God, and transform God!"
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There were hundreds of small words on the two thin pages. Li Yuan read it several times and it didn't last long.
"This old guy thinks he is a god?"
Li Yuan looked strange, and felt more and more the horror and weirdness of the method of worshiping gods.
The whole booklet, he expounds, or bewitches, and one sentence is enough to describe it.
Worship him as a god.
"In the book that Mrs. Wang gave me before, it mentioned that you should regard yourself as a god and seek it from yourself. But that is obviously a false reference. This old guy wants people to worship him."
Li Yuan turned around, resisting the discomfort, and looked closely at the portraits. He found that these portraits did not look like they were drawn with ink, but more like some kind of blood.
What surprised him was that after a few casual glances, he actually remembered the old guy's appearance and features...
"Sit quietly and meditate, describe his god in your mind, understand his life, understand his ambitions, and be familiar with his spirit..."
At the end of the booklet is the 'contemplation method', or in other words, a method that teaches people how to visualize him in their minds.
"What a mess!"
Li Yuan frowned:
"Is this what it means to deceive people's minds? Will anyone believe it?"
wrong!
Li Yuan wanted to throw the booklet aside, but suddenly he realized that this booklet was not for him.
"Zhao Yunsheng!"
Li Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.
This booklet was left by the old guy to Zhao Yunsheng, the son of the Zhao family who had the same name as him and was as afraid of him as a tiger.
The two of them have the same blood and a natural closeness, not just because they have the same name...
"What does this old guy want to do? Hypnotize Zhao Yunsheng and make him think that he is him?"
Li Yuan suddenly felt that this book was a bit hot. He didn't know if this thing could be practiced.
But there seems to be no normal person who has practiced this method of worshiping gods...
"Doesn't he think that if Zhao Yunsheng follows this method, he can be 'resurrected' from the latter?"
After guessing what the old guy was thinking, Li Yuan no longer felt weird, but rather found it funny.
How foolish is this?
Not to mention whether Zhao Yunsheng can master this evil thing, even if he can, it will never be a resurrection.
"I'll take another look..."
Li Yuan shook his head inwardly, but then flipped through the booklet from the beginning.
In the end, I still felt that the only really useful things in this booklet were the 'contemplation method' at the end and a few sentences in it.
Find God, see God, describe God, worship God, pray for God, transform into God...
"I really want to give it a try."
Li Yuan was a little restless. He glanced at the little mouse in the corner, and the latter squeaked under the bed.
"..."
Li Yuan thought about it for a long time, but still didn't try it casually. He didn't dare to touch anything related to the spirit.
If you haven't mastered your magical powers, you've mastered your nerves.
But the old man in black coat relied on this method to break through to the meridians...
"Then what approach does Master Wang take?"
After coming to Fucheng for so many days, Li Yuan also collected a lot of books while practicing martial arts, but so far he has not found anything related to the God Worship Cult.
Even Sha Pingying, who seems to know the method of worshiping gods, has never heard of any doctrine of worshiping gods...
"It can't possibly be in the library, right?"
It is impossible for a large sect that has dominated the palace and has been passed down for thousands of years not to know the method of worshiping gods. Li Yuan made up his mind and put away his things.
Before he understood it, he would not touch this thing. In fact, he was a little afraid of even controlling things related to it.
"call!"
After thinking for a long time, Li Yuan lost sleep and went to the neighboring courtyard to find Liu Zheng and gave him the house deed and asked him to accept it on his behalf.
After that, he took the little mouse with him and called a carriage back to the Valley of Divine Weapons.
On the way, he heard discussions about the destruction of the Zhao family. Some people were amazed, some were horrified, and more people were gloating about the misfortune.
Li Yuan listened for a while, most of them were sighing and sighing when he saw him building a tall building and seeing his building collapse.
"The power of the Divine Weapon Valley."
Through the curtain, Li Yuan also saw many government officials patrolling the road, including many masters.
"Famous weapon!"
Li Yuan caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man dressed as a headhunter, wearing a famous long sword at his waist, and he was walking in the wind.
"Ren Jingfei, one of the six top arresters of the government, a master of shape-shifting... Should he be changing into the shape of a tiger?"
After studying martial arts for a long time and practicing more martial arts, Li Yuan's vision has also improved a lot. He can also tell something from a person's walking, sitting and lying down.
Unless a person deliberately hides it, once he changes shape, he must have more distinctive characteristics.
"The power of the government is not small. The six head catchers are six shape-shifting masters. Together with the Zhenwu Hall, it is much stronger than the six major families."
Li Yuan lowered the curtain without attracting attention, followed the traffic quickly, and returned to the island by boat before noon.
Hammer Soldier Hall was even more deserted than before. Li Yuan walked around without meeting anyone, so he had no choice but to go to the library with the badge left by Han Chuijun.
The library is located between the Hammering Hall and the Zongmen Hall, adjacent to the Shenbing Pavilion. It is the most strictly guarded place on the inner island.
There were more than a dozen armored disciples patrolling up and down the mountain road, and a pair of old men with gray beards were playing chess under the old tree in front of the door.
Li Yuan slightly cupped his hands and walked straight in without disturbing him. Inside the room, a fat old man was dozing behind the desk. When he saw someone coming, he yawned, lukewarm:
"Which one, bring me the token!"
"Chai Bing Tang, Li Yuan."
Li Yuan handed over the token, and the fat old man muttered first, and then suddenly said:
"Are you Li Yuan?"
The fat old man suddenly woke up, and a smile appeared on his face. He took the token, glanced at it, and handed it back:
"The dragon-shaped root bone is the true inheritance when you first start. True disciples can browse the outer building at will. As for the inner building, you have to go to the true inheritance ceremony."
"I'll just take a look first."
Li Yuan took back his token and walked into the outer building of the library.
Of course, you can't just enter the library if you want. The outer disciples only have one chance a year. The inner disciples who are better and more diligent can enter four or five times.
True disciples have no restrictions and can come and go from the outer building at will.
What is difficult to enter is the inner building. True disciples only have three opportunities to select secret books a year. Moreover, they must be accompanied by someone to prevent them from moving around.
"Knife skills, sword skills, spear skills, stick skills...footwork, lifting skills..."
After the entrance, there is a long corridor with more than twenty symmetrical rooms on both sides. In front of each room, there is a plaque hanging, which is clear at a glance.
Li Yuan opened a room at random and saw rows of bookshelves, with many disciples walking around and flipping through books.
"There is no fundamental map. It seems that they are all in the inner building."
Li Yuan walked slowly through each room, occasionally stopping to go in and walk around, and occasionally picking up a few books that he was interested in reading.
He has a will to change his mind, so he naturally has to read through it a lot, choose the martial arts that suits him better, and then borrow the basic diagram.
Having tasted the benefits of changing his roots, he naturally would not give up.
"The heritage of more than a thousand years is really immeasurable. How many martial arts are there in total in Gaoliu County? There is more than one bookshelf here..."
Li Yuan was a little stunned.
Most of the outer buildings are about low-level martial arts, and there are also miscellaneous books and notes on these bookshelves, not all of which are martial arts secrets.
But even so, this number is staggering enough.
"White Ape Hammer, Green Snake Spear, Swimming Fish Step...except for the Tiger Roaring Sword, all the martial arts in Gaoliu County are in the outer building. I guess the Tiger Roaring Sword is in the inner building?"
Li Yuan glanced at several rooms. It was almost dark. He came to his senses and walked quickly to the 'miscellaneous book room'.
"The method of worshiping gods..."
Li Yuan thought to himself, walking through the bookshelves before he caught a glimpse of a related ancient scroll in the 'miscellaneous news area'.
This ancient scroll is made of unknown animal skin. If you get closer, you can still smell the fragrance.
"The Evil Sect of the Evil Sect."
There was dust on the book. Li Yuan patted it, then found a chair to sit down and read slowly.
"It is unknown when the Evil God Sect appeared. It flourished before the founding of the country, and was supported by Taizu. It also declined due to Taizu..."
"The evil method of worshiping gods in their religion has been poisoning the world for more than a thousand years. It has been banned repeatedly. It will rise every few decades. Those who secretly learn this method are often princes of the imperial court and elders of sects..."
"...This method really has the effect of prolonging life. Only by practicing this method, one can live beyond the 300th limit..."
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This book is obviously quite old, but there are not many relevant records, not even a word about doctrine.
The person who wrote this book believed that the method of worshiping gods was an evil method. Later people commented and refuted it, thinking that the method of worshiping gods was the supreme righteous method, and if you practice it, you can live forever.
"There are many annotators... Huh?"
Li Yuan was stunned when he turned to one of the pages. Among the annotators, he saw a familiar name.
"What's good and evil? It's just a group of idiots who can't get in. Well, I don't get in either."
——Han Chuijun, who worshiped God and rectified the Dharma, was not found. "
This is the last note, but judging from the handwriting, I'm afraid it was decades ago.
"Old Han also looked for the method of worshiping gods. I don't know if he found it later. I guess not..."
Li Yuan thought for a while.
With Lao Han's character, if he finds it and masters it, he will definitely come back to comment and refute those in front of him.
No, it means it was not found.
"Hmm... I guess Old Han knows a lot. You can ask him when he comes back."
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Ren Jingfei walked into the Zhao family mansion. The blood on the ground had dried, but there was still a strong smell of blood.
"There are one hundred and seventy-nine people in the four rooms of the Zhao family. Only a dozen of them are missing. The rest are reduced to pulp. The person who did it must be eighty thousand miles away..."
A Yamen servant came forward to report, his face turned pale, and he seemed to have been greatly frightened.
"The Zhao family has bullied and dominated the market for many years, and this is what we deserve."
Ren Jingfei's expression was cold, seemingly untroubled, and he asked, "Where are the people from the Zhenwu Hall?"
"Hall Master Meng has not returned from chasing Su Wanxiong, and Deputy Hall Master Lin has taken people to the areas of the Divine Guard Army, but..."
The officer shook his head.
"Pack it up, record it in the book, and submit it to the palace master later."
Ren Jingfei looked around, his eyelids twitching slightly, and finally turned and left. Several groups of government officials no longer wanted to stay and left in a hurry.
As the night gets darker, the Zhao family mansion is empty and there is no sound of people.
There are only the sounds of night cats and the "swish" sound of the breeze blowing the grass and trees.
Phew~
In the night wind, an old man in gray robe came to the Zhao family mansion.
The old man had a slender body, a stern face, white eyebrows, and red eyes. He glanced at the Zhao family mansion, his face twitching slightly.
"What a great Han Chuijun!"
With a cold snort, Su Wanxiong turned around, and figures came quickly from the night wind.
"First he was hit by a hammer, then he was hit by an arrow. The man named Zhao was completely dead."
A swordsman bowed to report, his hoarse voice filled with shock and anger:
"Helmsman, then, the dead man's monument is missing..."
Su Wanxiong's expression was indifferent, he had already guessed it, and he just asked coldly:
"Who did it?"
"Bawanli, Qiu Changying, and some inner disciples of the Hammering Hall, the old guys in the Divine Weapon Valley didn't take action."
"waste!"
Su Wanxiong couldn't suppress the anger in his heart: "I have already established the channel, but I was killed by two juniors...
Are there no survivors in the Zhao family? "
"Only two survived, and they were frightened out of their wits. They spoke incoherently and were speechless for turns."
"It's okay to be crazy, it's just right to be crazy!"
Su Wanxiong suppressed the anger in his heart: "Jiang Mei, these two people are left to you. You must let them practice the god worship method as quickly as possible and call Zhao Yunsheng out..."
"Yes, Captain."
A slightly coquettish voice came from the shadows, and then a charming woman came out.
"God's Weapon Valley!"
Su Wanxiong looked toward the east of the city, snorted coldly, and walked away.
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The destruction of the Zhao family caused quite a stir in the city, and various discussions and speculations continued.
But as the Zhao family's property was divided up, it gradually subsided.
Li Yuan didn't pay much attention, he was very busy.
Although Han Chuijun was not here, he traveled 80,000 miles and consulted many times, gaining a deeper understanding of the root bone modification.
There are very few obvious changes that the root bone modification can make to oneself, such as eight thousand miles. Most people only have slight adjustments.
Li Yuan belongs to the majority.
His body shape changed only from the initial ape-like arms to the waist of a wasp. After that, the changes were minimal, but his muscles and bones changed significantly.
After knowing that there would be no conflict with the root bone modification, Li Yuan felt relieved and controlled the remaining root map obtained from Gaoliu County with the 'Black Tiger Sword Technique'.
After that, he practiced martial arts during the day, went to banquets or had his bones modified at night, and occasionally went to the library to borrow other martial arts to consolidate his martial arts foundation.
Of course, I would occasionally go to the martial arts lecture hall of the outer courtyard to attend classes with Wang Peiyao, Yue Yunjin and others.
With thousands of years of inheritance, the various martial arts systems in Shenbing Valley are extremely rich, and Li Yuan is immersed in them.
The understanding of martial arts goes hand in hand with reforming the bones and strengthening the body.
During this period, Li Yuan also attended many banquets.
In the end, it was decided to cooperate with six small families, including the Zhou family, and the blacksmithing shop reopened in Fucheng.
Liu Zheng and Wang Peiyao's martial arts talents were average, but they were pretty good at business. With their reputation as Li Yuan's True Master, they recruited a group of blacksmiths and stewards with good skills.
In less than half a month, he is already looking presentable.
The forging of soldiers was on the right track, and Li Yuan, who had spent so much money that his body ached, breathed a sigh of relief. There was no progress, and the elixirs were uneasy to eat.
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In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.
