I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 97 The Great Secret of Dragon Qi
Song Boyu nodded, still very gentle: "Thank you, Uncle Zhao."

Lao Zhao walked into Wang Fujun's study and came out after a while: "Master Song, please come."

Song Boyu thanked Lao Zhao and walked slowly into the study.

"Boyu, close the door, come on, let's talk."

Seeing Song Boyu coming in, Wang Fujun waved and said.

Song Boyu closed the door first, then bowed respectfully: "I have met the teacher."

Wang Fujun laughed heartily, walked up to Song Boyu, and pulled him to sit down: "Boyu, you are really a smart child, and you are blessed.

We are masters and apprentices, and you always give me surprises every time we meet. Thank you very much this time.

If it weren't for you, I might not be able to save my life. "

Song Boyu stood up quickly and bowed seriously again: "Teacher, how can we say thank you between master and disciple? Besides, this matter is all due to the teacher's command. The five of us are just following the teacher's orders."

Wang Fujun couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You little naughty boy, you are just giving me a high hat. But you are my apprentice, and everything you do is to bring glory to me. We masters and apprentices don't say anything, let me ask you, you What are your ambitions?”

Song Boyu was silent for a few seconds and said respectfully: "Teacher, everything is inferior but reading is the best. I would like to learn the Six Classics from the teacher, add my tail, and make a career."

Wang Fujun laughed again, pointed at Song Boyu and said: "You kid, you want to be an official, right?
If it were in the past, you could enter our door and enter an official career.

It's just that in this life, I will probably only be able to hang out with low-level officials, and there will be no future.

When we become officials, in addition to the ideals and ambitions we shout out, the most important thing is to be profitable.

Do you know what is the most rewarding thing about being an official? "

Song Boyu is still respectful, but he can't help but feel contemptuous. Who knows what he wants?

"Please teach me, teacher."

Wang Fujun's expression was solemn, and he lowered his voice: "This word has entered your ears, so don't let it out. If it gets out, I will not admit it, and I will drive you out of the gate. What I told is the biggest secret about being an official!"

Seeing Wang Fujun's expression, Song Boyu also became solemn and bowed again: "Students will definitely not spread the word."

Wang Fujun stood up, took out a piece of red paper with talismans from his sleeve, and stuck it on the crack of the door. The entire room was instantly enveloped in red light.

He was so cautious that Song Boyu also became more cautious, and completely put away his contemptuous thoughts.

Wang Fujun sat down slowly and stroked his beard: "You know, Boyu, I am a mortal like you, and most officials are mortals without spiritual bones and spiritual roots!

The monks are so powerful, why did the imperial court not become a puppet tool of the monks' rule, but could instead compete with many holy places and temples to form a delicate balance?

Why are there so many official monks in the imperial court? How can we, mortals, subdue them and make them respectful and not disloyal?
Logically speaking, I am a mortal and cannot be proficient in magic, but I can actually use some magic.

This is the secret of being an official that I want to tell you! "

Song Boyu still didn't understand what he heard. He bowed his head to the ground and asked respectfully: "I dare to ask the teacher, why can a mortal without spiritual roots and spiritual bones be able to master magic when he is an official?"

Prince Fu smiled and asked Song Boyu to sit down, but did not answer directly: "Boyu, have you heard of the Zhou Dynasty?"

Song Boyu nodded and seemed to be recalling: "I have read some miscellaneous legends in my spare time. Above the ancient times, there is the ancient times, and above that there is the ancient times.

In ancient times, it is said that human beings used to eat hair and drink blood, and they were no different from animals. They were bullied and kept in captivity by the six-day old ghost, which was very miserable.

Fortunately, the ancient human emperor Zhou Rui came to the world and unified the human race. Together with the monks, he exorcised the ghosts of the Six Heavens and established the Zhou Dynasty. "

Prince Fu smiled and said, "Exactly, the Human Emperor Zhou Rui is said to be a mortal who is favored by human destiny. Why should he subdue the monks, unify the human race, and expel the ghosts of the Six Heavens? This is the essence of the prosperity of the human race. , the method of humane true dragon!"

He stood up and looked out of the window, as if he saw the long river of time and countless heroes vying for supremacy.

Turning around, Prince Wangfu expressed a pious expression: "Human Emperor Zhou Rui is the founder of the True Dragon Magic of Humanity, the great man who rescued the human race from the fangs and sharp teeth of the Six Heavenly Ghosts.

The true dragon's method lies in destiny, Feng Shui, luck, and system. If you are interested, you can study it slowly in the future. I will only tell you the key points today.

As long as the system is formed, it will condense the cauldron of destiny, which is the so-called human-lord aspect.

With the cauldron of luck suppressed, the small ones are the feudal lords of various lands, and the large ones are the dynasties that dominate a continent. Among them, the luck of the dynasty is the five-clawed true dragon, and the court officials are all scale insects with attached tails. .

The official is not the master of the people, but the herdsmen on behalf of the people.

But even so, Mingguan still has the luck bestowed by the court!
Even a ninth-grade minor official is protected by his official aura and cannot be harmed by ordinary monks.

If a monk uses magic to forcefully kill him, it will cause the human dragon energy to backfire, and the price will be unbearable.

But once he retires, that's not necessarily the case. Even a strong man can be easily killed.

At my level, I can be said to be a big official. If you can look at the Qi, you will find that there are two colors of gold and red on my head, and there is a golden seal to suppress the luck.

Not only do I have the protection of official aura, I can also use dragon aura magic. As long as I am in Changxiang Mansion, even the high priest of the Holy Land Temple can rival one or two, and I can protect myself even in front of stronger monks. "

Hearing this, Song Boyu was very surprised and his eyes widened. He didn't expect that Wang Siqian, looking at the gentle man, could have such great power.

Wang Siqian continued: "If your rank is higher, for example, if you become the prime minister of the current dynasty, you can rival the power of the Holy Land, be able to break spells, deprive you of cultivation, and repel six-day old ghosts. Except for the fact that his lifespan is less than a hundred, he has almost no flaws."

"It's a big pity that we can't see it forever, just like fireworks that are fleeting." Song Boyu couldn't help but say.

Wang Siqian's expression remained unchanged, half smiling: "Your sigh is also the sigh of many officials and even people. Even if you are an emperor, you cannot live forever. However, death does not mean the end, it may also be another journey. The beginning of.”

Song Boyu was a little puzzled, so he bowed and asked: "Students are stupid, dare to ask the teacher, what does death mean to the magistrate?"

Wang Siqian's eyes sparkled, as if he had endless expectations: "Death is the end for officials below the fifth rank. Even if the true spirit is reincarnated, without memories and emotions, are you really still you?

But for officials of the fifth rank and above, as long as they are not guilty, their souls will be revived in the blessed land of Longting in the underworld, and they will share the blessed land with the royal family.

If he can achieve great achievements, he will be granted the title of a righteous god by the dragon spirit of the imperial court. He will have the name of a god and a priestly position, and he will be able to complete the great transformation from human to god. "

Hearing this, Song Boyu's eyes shone brightly, and he was very interested: "Teacher, can the gods who were conferred by the imperial court really become gods?"

Wang Siqian nodded and said with a smile: "This matter must be dominated by the Dragon Qi. His Majesty the Emperor can speak with eloquent words, issue an edict with a seal, and then conduct an imperial sealing ceremony and enter it into the Dayu God's Record before it can be successful.

(End of this chapter)