Confucian and Taoist scholar

Chapter 256 Five Thunder Methods
Lu Zheng looked at the purple aura that had not yet dissipated from Wenmiao Mountain and said, "Alright, there's nothing to see. It's so late, we should take a rest."

Zhang Bo looked at the people involved and found that they were not as excited as them. He couldn't help but feel sad. He went back to his room and read quietly.

It won't be long before he takes up his post as an official, so he can't slack off in his studies during this period.

Qing Wan glanced towards the Confucian Temple again and asked curiously, "Can I absorb that purple energy and cultivate it?"

"This... shouldn't be possible, right?"

Lu Zheng pondered, "Not everyone can absorb the aura of the Confucian Temple. You'd better not go."

"Oh, I'm just asking!"

Qingwan jumped off the roof and ran excitedly to do her own experiment to explore the ultimate truth.

Lu Zheng did not stop Qing Wandu's enthusiasm and returned to the room.

He took a bath, changed his clothes, and then sat in bed to meditate and regulate his breathing, replenishing his energy and spirit.

Afterwards, Lu Zheng placed the jade slip between his eyebrows, and words appeared in his mind.

There are many classifications of Taoist thunder magic, and the methods of practice vary slightly depending on the sect of practice.

But generally speaking, the most basic thunder technique is to use one's own spiritual power to connect heaven and earth, causing thunder from the sky to descend.

Those who are not very skilled in Taoism may need to perform rituals and go through a series of complicated operations before they can attract heavenly thunder.

When you reach a higher level of practice, you can use your own power to condense thunder and make the casting speed faster.

Lu Zheng discovered that the thunder technique Yun Xiao gave him was not complicated to perform, and it also included the method of internal condensation of thunder, making it a relatively high-level thunder technique.

He looked at it carefully and then activated the jade slip.

A force of thunder was released from the jade slip, entering Lu Zheng's body in the blink of an eye, and then quickly flowed through his meridians.

Lu Zheng felt the numbness in his body and carefully memorized the path of the thunder.

After the Thunder ran for two cycles, it was completely consumed.

Seeing this, Lu Zheng tried to cast a spell.

As soon as the spell was performed, a weak electric current surged through the body.

"Huh? No..."

Lu Zheng quickly stopped and checked his data panel.

He discovered that the Five Thunders Orthodox Method already existed in the Taoist magic column, and it did not show any proficiency, which meant that he had mastered this magic.

Lu Zheng thought for a moment and cast the spell again.

But in the blink of an eye, a ball of thunder condensed in his palm, and his own righteous energy was rapidly consumed.

"It seems that it's because of my righteous energy that I can transform. Learning this thunder technique is even easier than the art of turning beans into soldiers."

Lu Zheng muttered to himself. This discovery surprised him a little.

He actually skipped the step of attracting external thunder and went straight to the stage of condensing internal thunder magic.

The lightning in his palm flashed with purple light, and it was the most terrifying purple thunder.

Even from the thunder condensed by himself, Lu Zheng could feel the powerful aura.

He tried to absorb the thunder again.

According to the technique, by practicing this thunder technique, one can also use thunder to temper one's body and soul, which can be considered a comprehensive spell.

Lu Zheng smiled slightly, "Master Yun Xiao has really taken out the best treasure in the world."

Suddenly, Lu Zheng vaguely felt that something had changed in Wen Palace.

Looking inside the Wen Palace Hall, one saw thunderclouds emerging in the hall, with lightning flashing from time to time.

“Does this add a new kind of anomaly?”

Lu Zheng looked at the scene in the hall and was unsure for a moment, but it seemed to be a good thing.

Taking advantage of the fact that he had just rested enough, Lu Zheng began to guide the thunder to temper himself and also practice more thunder magic.

It’s midnight, and the night is quiet.

Qing Wan finished her experiment and tiptoed into the room.

As soon as she entered the house, she couldn't help but wrinkled her nose, "Hey, what's burnt?"

Qing Wan sniffed hard, then looked up at Lu Zheng on the bed with her eyes wide open.

I saw Lu Zheng sitting there, his whole body flashing with electric light, his hair standing straight up, looking a little funny.

"Hey?"

Qing Wan was immediately curious and hurried over to take a closer look.

"This is electricity. It looks so powerful."

Qing Wan didn't dare to get too close. The aura emanating from Lu Zheng was different from before, which made her feel scared.

After a while, Lu Zheng came out of his cultivation state and took a few pills.

He had exhausted all his righteous energy, and his whole body was numb from the electric shock.

When tempering yourself with thunder magic, you have to proceed step by step. Too much or too little will harm your body.

Lu Zheng glanced and saw Qing Wan looking up at him.

Qing Wan asked curiously, "What does it feel like to be electrocuted?"

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "Do you want to try it?"

Qing Wan hesitated for a moment after hearing this, then nodded seriously and said, "Come on!"

In the spirit of experimentation, Qingwan also took out a small notebook.

Then, the two, one big and one small, started playing with thunder in the room. From time to time, lightning flashed and illuminated the room.

Outside, there was a servant on guard. Seeing Lu Zheng's room flickering and some movement, he was curious, but he resisted the urge to disturb him.

……

In the early morning, just as the sky was getting light, a printing house somewhere in the city was still working in full swing.

Ruyu walked out of the workshop with a hint of tiredness on her pretty face.

He personally supervised the whole night and worked overtime to print tens of thousands of copies of "Hundred Character Classic", and the printing is still continuing.

She quickly took a carriage to Ruyu Bookstore and prepared to start selling books.

Ruyu was sitting in the carriage, holding an exquisite book in her hand.

It's just a thin book, but it's exquisitely made and printed, and the paper used is of good quality, and is waterproof, fireproof and moth-proof to a certain extent.

She had already set a price for the book, ten cents per copy, and would give it away for free to ordinary people.

Ten cents cannot even buy a single sheet of paper for this book.

The cheapest books on the market, even those with crude workmanship, cost hundreds of coins.

Every time a book is given away or sold, it is a loss.

But Ruyu didn't care about these things. After all, her family was big and her business was big, so she could afford this loss.

Soon, Ruyu arrived at Ruyu Study.

The owner of the study had been waiting for a long time. When he saw the books brought by his master, he immediately opened the door and started business.

At this time, many people in Hongzhou City learned that Lu Zheng had published a masterpiece that would be published and sold by Ruyu Bookstore, so they sent people to inquire about the situation early on.

When people saw Ruyu Bookstore open and start selling books, they all rushed in.

Ruyu saw that the people who came were servants from some wealthy families, so she ordered: "People like them are limited in purchases. Each person is only allowed to buy three books."

She also wanted to distribute the books for free to ordinary people, so how could she let these people buy them in large quantities?

When someone heard that there were purchase restrictions, they couldn't help but say with some displeasure: "It's not like I can't afford it, why limit it..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a heavy pat on his shoulder.

He frowned and turned around, about to get angry.

But he saw a patrolling guard staring at him with a smile and a very kind look.

"Making trouble in the street?" the guard asked quietly.

"No, sir, I..."

The man was so frightened that he was shaking with fear, his legs trembling, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

The guard withdrew his hand and said coldly, "Behave yourself, everyone! Don't you have any rules for buying things? Line up and don't block the road!"

The officials in the yamen have been very overbearing recently, arresting people at the slightest provocation.

When the servants saw this, they immediately stopped daring to say a word, huddled together like little chickens, and became quiet all of a sudden.

After a while, ordinary people heard the news and came to watch out of curiosity.

Some people were still in disbelief when they learned that they could get the books for free.

The waiter in the study said, "This is Mr. Lu Zheng's request. Everyone, please show your ID. As long as you are..."

Soon, someone took out the certificate and got the book.

He couldn't help but flip through it carefully, "Just read this book."

Even though he had never bought a book before, he could sometimes feel the quality of a good thing just by looking at it or touching it.

The clerk smiled and said, "Of course, this is Master Lu's new book, a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages! Our Ruyu Bookstore printed it overnight, using the finest paper and ink, absolutely perfect!"

"This book is of excellent quality. You can take it home and pass it down for generations without any damage. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask others. We're busy right now, so we apologize for the inconvenience..."

In just a short period of time, many people came to Ruyu Bookstore to exchange or buy books.

There are also guards on the streets to maintain order to prevent accidents due to the large crowds and to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation to cause trouble.

……

In a private room of a restaurant somewhere, a group of students gathered together, looking through the newly delivered masterpiece.

"That's it?"

"These are all masterpieces that have been passed down through the ages, so I can write one too!"

"I thought it was some kind of book, but that's all."

"What a waste of time! I didn't sleep well last night. I wouldn't have read a book like this since I was three years old!"

Some students were talking about it, feeling disappointed and incredulous.

They thought Lu Zheng had written something remarkable, but it turned out to be just a simple book, which was completely beyond their expectations.

Some people think that if they put in some effort, they can compile a few works like this, and even make them better.

Some people even suspected that the Confucian Temple had made a mistake, or that it was a misunderstanding on the part of the government.

However, some students vaguely saw something and felt that this book was not as simple as it seemed.

On the streets, many people took the Hundred Character Essay they had just received, discussed it in groups of three or four, and began to learn the content.

"This pattern is a chicken... right?"

"Of course it is! It's so obvious, I recognized it right away! Come on, I'll teach you how to read. Chicken, duck, goose, pig, cow, sheep..."

"Hey, now I can recognize a few words!"

"We, this can be considered half-educated, right? Haha!"

"Water, rivers, rain, snow, frost..."

"One, three, three, two, three, six, three, three, nine..."

There were groups of children walking and muttering, shaking their heads, as if they were in class.

But these children are just children from ordinary families. They may have never read any books before and cannot even read.

A scholar from a scholar's school was walking down the street. Seeing people passing by or stopping to read a book, he sighed and said, "How could this book not be passed down through the generations?"

(End of this chapter)