Yang Jian's life simulation of the heavens

Chapter 66 Lao Tzu leaves Hangu Pass

foothills.

The two celestial soldiers were fighting fiercely beside them, and the celestial soldiers beside them were applauding one after another, applauding when the battle was exciting.

Yang Jian also stood in the group of heavenly soldiers and watched. The two heavenly soldiers fighting were both of the late stage cultivation of true immortals. Their strength was very ordinary, but they had their own characteristics.

For example, the young general in white robes, his one-handed marksmanship is very good, at least the external "style" is there, what is lacking is the true energy and mana in the body, and the man with the ax on the opposite side is also good, there seems to be some magic in the body. A huge force, like a natural divine power.

Although the strength of the two is low, the battle is not smooth at all. The old soldier beside him smiled and introduced:
"Zhenjun, both of them went to heaven in the 14th year of Ji Wu. I heard that when they were in the mortal world, they belonged to different forces and fought with each other, so they often competed together after they went to heaven. There are all kinds of causes and effects in the world, but these two people are also strange, they have brought a grudge in the mortal world! But you can rest assured, Zhenjun, although they fought fiercely, they can be regarded as urging each other. How many years have passed, and the cultivation base has improved very quickly!"

Yang Jian nodded, he can cultivate from the beginning of immortality to the late stage of true immortality in 200 years, and his aptitude is indeed not bad.

During the fierce battle between the two, perhaps because the fight was too hot, a yellow book suddenly fell out of the arms of the young general in white robe. In order not to disturb the battle between the two, a heavenly soldier who was close to him hurried over to grab it by taking advantage of the gap. Come over, look at it casually, and said with a smile: "Ganqing is still a scholar! I took a look, tsk tsk, it's amazing, it's even the biography of Daozu!"

Biography of Daozu?

Yang Jian didn't care at first, but when he heard Tianbing's words, he looked sideways.

"Let me see!"

As soon as he heard Zhenjun's greeting, Tianbing rushed over, handed over the yellow paper, and said with a smile: "I have heard the name of this book, it is a biography about Taoist ancestors written by a mortal."

Yang Jian took over the book - "Historical Records".

The title of the book is simple. When I opened it, it described some famous people in the mortal world. Yang Jian listened to the guidance of the heavenly soldier next to him, and flipped backwards to an article:
"Lao Tzu is from Qurenli, Li Township, Chuku County. His surname is Li, his first name is Er, and his character is Dan. He is also the history of Zhou Shouzang. Hidden without a name. I lived in Zhou for a long time, and when I saw the decline of Zhou, I left. At the pass, Guan Ling Yinxi said: "The son will hide, and force me to write a book." So Laozi wrote the first and second parts of the book, talking about morality The meaning is more than five thousand words, and I don't know where it will end."

"During the rebellion between Wu and Chu, Empress Dowager Dou was a disciple of Kunming, Dou Ying. Lao Tzu, respect his skills."

"Do not doubt to learn from Lao Tzu. Wherever he comes, he is an official as before. I am afraid that people will know that he is an official. It is not easy to name him, and he is called the elder. Do not doubt the death, the son is like the generation. Sun Wang, sitting on gold and losing the prince. "

"Empress Dowager Dou loves Lao Tzu's books, so she summoned Yuan Gusheng to ask Lao Tzu's books. Gu said: 'This is what my family said."

"..."

Yang Jian looked through slowly, and soon, these articles were finished, his eyes moved slightly, Laozi, when did Laozi become Laojun?In other words, Laojun, when did he become a mortal Laozi?
He tilted his head and asked the Heavenly Soldiers next to him, who also shook his head slightly.

"Zhenjun, after all, I am not from their time, I only heard about this legend, I really don't understand the details!"

Yang Jian nodded, then glanced at the field, and said, "Then come to my tent after the fight between the two of them is over."

"promise!"

……

Not long after Yang Jian returned to the tent, two heavenly soldiers came.

"Which one of you won?"

Yang Jian looked at the two with a smile and asked.

"Zhenjun, I won!" The white-robed young general looked at the big man next to him with some pride, and the latter said unconvinced: "It's just that I won a certain trick, let's see if I win it back next time!"

It feels a bit like killing each other.

"What's your name?"

"Zhenjun, my name is Zhao Yun, and my name is Zilong, and I am now affiliated with the Zhenyuan Army's name Ying C Sequence!"

"True Monarch, this is Dian Wei, who is now affiliated with the Zhenyuan Army's Diying Sequence!"

"I was sent to this place in the far west, but I offended someone before?"

"Never!"

Zhao Zilong shook his head, "It's just bad luck, but I think it's good to be on the Zhenyuan Army's side, especially now that Zhenjun has found a place and opportunity for us to practice, and it has made up for my only regret."

"I haven't offended anyone!" Dian Wei also shook his head, "But when a bird fairy was collecting bribes from Wu et al., I couldn't hold back my anger and hit him directly. Although I didn't hit him, I guess That bird fairy managed to get me here!"

Yang Jian couldn't help laughing, you are being honest, in fact he also knows some things, some heavenly soldiers who are in charge of recruiting are indeed living a hard life, except for the basic work allowance issued by the heavenly court, the only income is the freshmen from the mortal world The recruits are asking for some benefits. Sometimes, many gods turn a blind eye to this kind of thing, so they can't be too serious.

After chatting briefly with the two for a while, seeing that the latter was no longer nervous, Yang Jian took out the yellow book in his arms, looked at Zhao Zilong and said, "How do you judge that the Lao Tzu in this book is the Dao Patriarch?"

Zhao Zilong was stunned for a moment, then said: "I...is the ancestor of Dao, the true king, is there anything wrong with that? I have heard that the ancestor of Tao saw the chaos in the world and the hardships of the people, so he hereby incarnates as Laozi, walks the world, and relieves the suffering of the world! "

"Besides, I also heard people say that after Lao Tzu finished his work in the mortal world, he rode upside down on a green bull and went west out of Hangu Pass. At that time, the purple air came from the east and reflected most of the sky. Write five thousand words, and finally leave as an incarnation!"

He still remembered that when he was in the mortal world, his lord and military adviser, whenever he mentioned Lao Tzu, he spoke highly of him, which indirectly affected him.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, according to the year that Zhao Zilong said just now, or the period recorded in the book, at that time Laojun was fighting fiercely with that person from Yaochi, almost using all his means, and he couldn't take care of himself, so where did he come from to go to the mortal world? Avatar?

impossible!

However, the mortal world has spread the truth about this matter. Presumably, water without a source is not produced out of thin air, and there must be some reasons for this.

Back then, Yang Jian was only busy with many matters in the heavenly court, and he didn't pay attention to the affairs of the mortal world, so now he actually has some blind spots.

After asking a few more words, Yang Jian smiled and encouraged the two of them, and then let them go back.

"Boss!"

Yang Jian greeted Boss Kang back and said, "Go and help me investigate something!"

……

Not long after, Mr. Kang came back from his investigation and reported: "Second Master, there are indeed rumors in the mortal world that Lao Tzu went west to Hangu Pass, turned Hu into a Buddha, and the purple air came from the east, spread for more than [-] miles, and left [-] words , said to be the incarnation of Daozu..."

Boss Kang introduced in detail, Yang Jian frowned more and more, and he asked after Boss Kang finished speaking, "What about the five thousand words?"

"this!"

Boss Kang handed over a blue book, and Yang Jian flipped through it to read, "Tao can be said, very Tao. Names can be named, very famous. The beginning of the unknown world, the mother of all things is named. Therefore, there is always nothing, desire and observation. There is always, Desire and observation. The two come from the same place but have different names. The same name is Xuan, and Xuan is also Xuan, the door of all wonders..."

Yang Jian flipped through it bit by bit, and found that this "Five Thousand Words of Lao Tzu" covered a lot of topics, discussing self-cultivation, governing the country, employing soldiers, keeping in good health, teaching people how to deal with affairs, and governing the country. Novelty, to abstract and magnify specific concepts, but to think about it carefully, and teach people to put abstract methods into concrete practice.

I have to say that this is indeed a good book, and Yang Jian nodded in appreciation after reading it.

But this is not what he cares about now!
"Since I met Guan Lingyin when I left, have you found any news about him?"

"No,"

Boss Kang shook his head, "It's strange to say that Guan Lingyin can be regarded as a great master in the mortal world, but no one knows where he went after he died, but Second Master, after so many years, I guess he has already been reincarnated!"

"That kind of mortal master, maybe the Jade Emperor arranged for the immortal seat!"

"How about this,"

Yang Jian got up, "You go to Wenyuan Palace to inquire about it. Generally speaking, such mortal masters and Confucians, if their virtues are good and good luck, are basically welcomed there! I will go to Nether Hell to see!"

Laojun, I want to see what you are up to!
　It's a little late, thanks to fly, snow, and the monthly pass for not writing memories.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)