God and mystery

Chapter 6 There are three kinds of books of life and death
The hall was unusually quiet.

Zhu Changluo turned half of his face to the incense, and half of his face to Ji Xiang.

But he didn't expect that Ji Xiang didn't have any abnormality at all, just responded directly:
"can."

This answer seemed to surprise Zhu Changluo.

Ji Xiang continued to speak at this time:

"I just don't know, what kind of resurrection is the first prince asking about?"

"Among my Taoist sects, there is the technique of reviving the dead body, the technique of refining the shape of the Taiyin, the technique of dissolving the god-shaped rod, the technique of reviving with the yang, and the technique of three yang and five associations. Different methods of resurrection, Corresponding to different death situations.”

Zhu Changluo listened to Ji Xiang's words, a trace of doubt and strangeness appeared in his eyes, his eyes paused for a while, and he asked very curiously:
"Are you able to bring the dead to life at will?"

The eunuch next to Zhu Changluo approached and whispered:

"The deceased is guided by the god of the underworld. This Taoist priest may just be talking about it. His Highness should not believe it."

"Your Highness is here to pray for Concubine Gong, don't delay."

The eldest prince was never welcomed by Emperor Wanli. He survived these 15 years with fear and fear, and dared not have the slightest problem in his life. If he becomes obsessed with the magic of alchemy and death at this time, he must be held accountable. Needless to say, the consequences of being held accountable at that time, Emperor Wanli just couldn't find a reason to kick him, the eldest prince, away.

Moreover, under the control of Emperor Wanli, Zhu Changluo didn't even have maids to serve. The eunuchs who could be by his side, some were the eyes and ears of others, and some were his own real attendants.

"Just ask, don't be in a hurry."

However, Zhu Changluo seemed a little interested, ignoring the sincerity in the eunuch's eyes, but looked at Ji Xiang and nodded:

"Speaking of which, you said that there are five kinds of spells to bring back the dead. Outside this imperial city, there is a Dongyue Temple, where all the monarchs of the Yin Si are dispatched by my Daming court, and people who die do not return to the Yin Si for extradition. snatch someone to death?"

The tone is very strange, in addition to curiosity, there seems to be a little threat.

Ji Xiang is now completely certain that the fire killing spell that came out of the incense last night must have something to do with the eldest prince in front of him.

It was an excuse to come here early this morning to perform sacrifices and pray for his mother, Concubine Wang Gong, and then to see if he was dead.

Ji Xiang thought while dealing with Zhu Changluo:
"Does Your Highness know that Yin Si Hooks the Soul, the required credentials?"

Zhu Changluo's eyes moved, but he still shook his head and smiled again:
"I only started studying in the cabinet two years ago, and reading books on and off is not very good."

Zhu Changluo's voice changed a bit here, and the gloomy color between his eyebrows increased.

The reason why the book was read intermittently was because of the obstruction of Emperor Wanli and Concubine Zheng.

Zhu Changluo's face was ugly.

Ji Xiang didn't give a shit either, and raised three fingers:
"In the Yin Division, there are three Ming Books, which the world calls the Book of Life and Death, namely the Book of Huang, the Book of Taishan, and the Book of Henei."

"The Yellow Book is for life, the Taishan Book is for death, and the Nei Book is for the fate. If a person must die, only if the names on the three books are blacked out, the Yin Si can take the person, and this person will die without help."

"If only half of the name on the yellow book is painted, even if the names of the other two books are black, then the person still has vitality and changes."

Zhu Changluo said strangely: "So there is still such a saying? I have seen Yin Si catch ghosts before, lock them up and take them away, but I have never seen the three books of life and death."

"And according to what you said, since the names of the last two books are blacked out, and the names of the yellow books can't be controlled, what's the use of the last two books?"

Ji Xiang said: "The reason for dividing into three books is that when a person is alive, his life is really in his own choice. Whether he will die or die in vain is determined by the living person's own behavior."

"On the Taishan Book, only the number of lifespan you should live in this life is written, which is the part determined by heaven; the number of fate written in the Henei Book is the innate number given to you by the destiny, which is also fixed."

"Only this yellow book can be changed for one's own choice."

"So, after some people die, their yang lifespan is not exhausted; some people are successful in cultivating Taoism and become immortals in the world. Their yangshou will increase, and their qi will also increase at this time."

"The things you can see in the book of life and death are limited. Practitioners of the Yin Division cannot predict the changes in the Yellow Book. Therefore, the many techniques of my Daoist sect to bring back the dead have no conflict with the road of the Yin Division. The name of the Yellow Book has not been blacked out. Why? dead?"

Zhu Changluo showed a look of sudden realization, and stared at Ji Xiang again:

"Yin Si arrests people, it turns out that they also rely on this yellow book, and the changes in the yellow book depend on the person's own choice."

"Then it's better to convict people."

"After all, as long as those officials say you are guilty, you are guilty. If you die, you must die. They don't give you a choice. Where else do you need this yellow book."

The words were weird, but they were true. It was just that the eldest prince said such words with a smile on his face, so Ji Xiang had to sigh in his heart that the leader of the feudal society was indeed not a citizen in the eyes of the superior.

Zhu Changluo nodded: "The Taoist priest must have a great practice.

Ji Xiang shook his head: "Pin Dao is young, so he can't talk about cultivation, this year is just a tie."

Zhu Changluo's eyes flashed, he pondered for a while, then looked at the three sticks of incense and stared at the ground again.

At this time, Ji Xiang could feel that the yellow energy in Zhu Changluo was vaguely restless.

The incense is restless, but my breath is very stable and there is no abnormality.

This just shows that the bunch of incense on the other side is not his own.

Ji Xiang also glanced at Zhu Changluo. In the interior scene, the blank magic card did not respond. Obviously, the other party was indeed a person, not some kind of god or monster, and he did not receive any guidance.

Ji Xiang is still thinking, he has no grievance or hatred with him, and he doesn't know him at all. The eldest prince first sent someone to kill him. Seeing that he was alive and kicking, he continued to ask all kinds of life and death matters. He really deserved him. Some kind of "plan" to "die"?

Really, don't underestimate the sweeper!

It was at this moment that a trace of impatience appeared on Zhu Changluo's face, but this emotion was not directed at Ji Xiang, but at the yellow incense he was carrying. At this moment, he turned his head slightly, The yellow scent of incense entrenched on his shoulders immediately quieted down.

Then, he turned his head:
"Master, is there really any reincarnation after death?"

Of course Ji Xiang could hear what the prince meant, and saw Zhu Changluo's eyes narrowed and one hand behind his back, an indescribable sense of depression rose from the entire young man's body.

But these methods are useless to Ji Xiang, and Ji Xiang is trying to end this topic, after all, Zhu Changluo has been asking about the change of life and death, there must be a reason.

So facing Zhu Changluo's eyes, he responded:
"Your Highness, you don't know life, how can you know death?"

(End of this chapter)