The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 26: Immortals and Orchids

boom!
Smoke and dust dispersed, Liang Yue flew out of the cave, and the divine crow grabbed his shoulders and slowly descended.

"Huh, it's finally out." Liang Yue gasped for breath, holding the bronze drum in his arms.

What happened today completely shattered his three views.

The amount of information is too much to digest all at once.

The Tofu Prince Liu An in his impression turned out to be so powerful that he summoned Taoist priests from all over the world to find a new way to create internal strength.

If it weren't for the loss of spiritual energy from heaven and earth and his lack of political ability, he might have become the emperor.

"Guangchengzi, Chisongzi, Queen Mother of the West..."

Liu An’s suicide note gave three key pieces of information. Shouldn’t the ancient powerful man have lived longer?
Is it true that the more powerful a person is, the faster he dies?
"Maybe that's true."

Great power is often related to laws. If yin and yang are out of balance and the laws are disrupted, then the gods of this world will surely be reduced to ashes on the spot.

Of course, this is just speculation, who knows what happened in ancient times.

Liang Yue looked at the Kuiniu sacred drum carefully. This drum has two functions, one of which is amplification.

Such as the range of divine thoughts, spell power, and distance.

Thinking of this, he spread out his right hand.

boom!
The eternal lamp flame, which was as big as a human head, flew dozens of feet away in an instant.

"Not bad."

Distance represents safety and mobility.

In addition to this, there is the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound, which can cleanse the spirit and soul and true energy, speed up the practice, and cleanse the body, producing an effect similar to the internal force of an alien species.

"Is there no aftereffect from doing this?"

In this way, wouldn't it be possible for me to produce masters of internal strength from different species?
All in all, the effect of the sacred drum is okay.

In addition, there are seven methods: looking at the qi, storing the qi, crossing the wall, river prison, medical talisman, elephant finger, and horse chopsticks.

As the name suggests, "Wang Qi" means to see the strength of others, "Cang Qi" means to hide one's cultivation, "Guo Yuan" means the art of passing through walls, and Liu An must have used this magic to hide the stone drum, "He Lao" means water escape, and "Yi Fu" is a talisman for curing diseases.

The last elephant finger and horse chopsticks are a bit interesting. The elephant finger is the transformation of objects. The magic trick used by ancient monks to turn stones into gold is this magic.

Horse chopsticks are made by drawing talismans on chopsticks in advance. When necessary, they can be thrown away and turned into horses to escape.

"First, let's practice the medical talisman, elephant finger, horse chopsticks, and qi reading."

Liang Yue's mind moved, and the community drum turned into the size of a rattle.

"Golden Crow!"

Jinwu shouted loudly and grabbed him.

"It's over, it's all over." The old man lay on the edge of the cliff, heartbroken. Another young man died.

Why do we have to pursue the path to immortality?

Fifty years ago, his younger brother was the same age as that young man and also disappeared never to return.

When Old Man Liu was feeling sad at the scene, he suddenly saw a pair of hands grabbing the edge of the cliff.

"Dear mother!"

Old man Liu collapsed to the ground, with Ganoderma lucidum scattered all over the floor.

A young man climbed up.

"Father-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Liang Yue helped the old man up.

"Are you alive?"

"Is he still dead?"

"It's good to be alive." Old Man Liu suddenly said, "Young man, what did you encounter down there?"

"It's full of bones of people who are looking for immortals."

"Well, that's fine. Buried here, I'll be happy and quiet." Old Man Liu picked up the Ganoderma lucidum in disappointment. "Did you see the immortal?"

"Isn't it right in front of you?" Liang Yue pointed at himself and smiled mischievously.

"you……"

Wow!
A strong wind blew, and the young man flew into the air, disappearing into the mountains in the blink of an eye.

"This, this, this..."

The Ganoderma lucidum that Old Man Liu had just picked up fell to the ground again. When the old man went back and told the villagers about it, the villagers burst into laughter. Until his death several years later, he kept talking about this incident in front of his children and grandchildren.

Two days later.

As the sun sets, the carriage travels on the official road.

Liang Yue held the spell in his hand and recalled its contents, his eyes blank.

The lame Shi Quanzi became a rickshaw driver.

"Did you find a treasure?"

"good."

"When will I gather all the six treasures and unify the world's Dao sects?"

"That's not the case."

Liu An and Ning Yangzi are two extremes. One is very enterprising, but eventually lost his battle and died. The other is a recluse, learning nothing, asking nothing, and just living his life out. Neither of them succeeded, so be cautious and take the middle value.

You can be aggressive, but not too aggressive. You can avoid the world, but not completely.

The two thousand year plan is too far away; it is enough to live peacefully for eighty years.

The atmosphere was silent. An old man and a young boy were sitting at the front of the car. The setting sun shone obliquely on their shoulders, and their white crane cloaks reflected dazzling light.

"You really won't do anything?"

"It's hard to get rich, so it's better to stay in the mountains. Don't take the orthodoxy too seriously. Heroes will emerge in troubled times..."

"The Northern Expedition is difficult to achieve, alas." Shi Quanzi sighed.

Liang Yue smiled and said, "A great hero will come forward."

"Who? Do you know him?"

"Big hero, I decide!"

After saying that, he crumpled the paper into pieces and threw it into the air.

Point your finger.

ding dong...

The "rattle" around the waist makes a crisp sound.

Thump thump thump...

The paper ball turned into a butterfly and flapped its wings to fly towards the clouds in the sky.

There are still some advantages to being a corpse-reincarnating immortal, at least it is easy to learn the basic spells.

Shi Quanzi took a deep breath and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"I know you just want people to praise you. You have nowhere to display your skills, so you always want to show off in front of others. I am not as good as you want!"

"Senior Shi, don't be like this."

There are crows under the old trees, and the carriage is moving against the colorful clouds.

At dusk, the two were about to rest.

Suddenly, Liang Yue raised his head and looked forward.

Under the pure golden morning glow, dark clouds bloomed, gloomy and thick, like ink.

Dark clouds are threatening to destroy the city!
"what happened?"

"War is coming." Liang Yue's face was solemn.

This is the art of observing qi.

Shi Quanzi looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure out what was going on.

Maybe this is what a god is like.

The crows flew towards the dark clouds.

On the official road, twenty light cavalrymen escorted two carriages.

There were bursts of coughing coming from the carriage in the front.

Liu Chong, riding a red-maned horse, signaled the cavalry to stop.

"Grand Commander, are you all right?"

"You won't die." A calm voice came from the carriage, "But if your brother is unable to help, I won't live to see Kuaiji."

The carriage curtain was opened, revealing a pale and handsome face with a pair of phoenix eyes and a goatee. He looked like a scholar rather than a stern commander on the battlefield.

This is Xie Xuan, the noble lady of the Xie family, the Left General, the newly appointed governor of Kuaiji, and the Duke of Kangle.

Everyone got off the car and made a fire to cook.

Xie Xuan leaned against the tree, circulated his internal energy, and suppressed the pain in his body.

Liu Chong served a bowl of hot soup.

The two chatted about military affairs.

Only then did Xie Xuan realize that this man was not just a brave general who was proficient in logistics. He was well versed in military tactics, could answer questions fluently, and had some brilliant ideas. He was indeed a talented general.

"So you were able to break through 3,000 with 500 before, and it wasn't just luck?"

"That's right. I saw through the barbarians' weakness and used this spear dragon formation to break it."

"If the enemy sends 30,000 troops, what will you do?"

"Relying on the water flow in the south and the spearmen, we can break it with the Que Yue formation." Liu Chong used the ground as a sand table and calculated the changes in the formation.

Xie Xuan looked at him approvingly and asked, "Is your father an expert in military strategy?"

"No, this military strategy was taught by my third brother."

Liu Chong's words aroused Xie Xuan's interest.

He also knows military tactics and is good at alchemy. Is he really that powerful?

At the same time, figures came one after another in the cover of night.

(End of this chapter)