Taoist Master of Fantasy World

Chapter 82 The Photo of History

Xu Zhenyun's eyes swept over the "Second Edition of the Book". Except for the "Mountain Tour" that ranked first on the poetry list, the other nine poems and ten articles were all "new faces" and no familiar faces were seen again. Word.

Seeing Xu Zhenyun thinking deeply, Ji Xiaohua smiled and said, "You still don't believe it? My methods are only secondary; what's more important is the iron law of a Taoist."

"It would be fine if it were other characters. In major academies and poetry clubs, those who specialize in literature are clearly distinguishable between real mortals and those who are playing in the world of mortals. It is absolutely impossible to distinguish them clearly."

Xu Zhenyun said: "Why?"

Ji Xiaohua said calmly: "Literature, martial arts, art, mathematics, Yuan, and Dharma are the six entrance exams for the general election of the country. Among them, the way of literature belongs to the 'literary' branch. All Taoists in the world, if they are in If you didn’t choose the ‘literary’ way when you first entered Taoism, then you won’t be able to run a similar business in the world of mortals in the future.”

"As for the specific reasons, they are subtle and complicated. I will tell you later."

Xu Zhenyun asked without hesitation: "But what if he happened to be the person who chose the literary way back then?"

Ji Xiaohua smiled and said: "Then I can tell it at a glance - because I also started from the literary world. You haven't read my collection of poems "Flying Flowers Collection" yet, have you? Take it out tomorrow and open your eyes to appreciate Ji Xiaohua Someone is wonderful to say the least.”

"what?"

Xu Zhenyun's mouth opened slightly.

Ji Xiaohua is a "manifest Dharma", and this lineage system is very mysterious. Xu Zhenyun naturally thought that he started from the "Shu" Tao among the six arts; but he did not expect that he started from the "Literary Tao" and became a Taoist.

wait, no!
It seems that his father Xu Fengzhi also became a Taoist from the "literary way"; maybe he has some misunderstandings about the lineage of "the way of manifesting the world"...

Putting aside this sudden thought and returning to the topic, Xu Zhenyun asked: "Because teacher, you follow the 'literary' path, so all the 'literary' people in the world cannot escape your eyes?"

"What's the point of this?"

Ji Xiaohua smiled and said: "Starting from the 'literary' Taoism, who are the assessors in the national election? It's not just whether your poems and articles are good or not; more importantly, whether there is 'Taoist rhyme' in the writing."

"The 'Tao Rhyme' in poetry is extremely mysterious. Once understood, it is hard to give up. In layman's terms, it means poems and articles written by people with 'Tao Rhyme', even if they are graffiti or deliberately made. In inferior works, it is difficult to completely remove the 'Taoist rhyme', and an expert can identify it at a glance."

"Although this song "Mountain Tour" has excellent taste and the blend of scenes is extraordinary, there is no 'Taoist charm' in it. So it must not be the work of a Taoist."

Seeing that Xu Zhenyun was still thinking, Ji Xiaohua didn't care, and said lazily: "I understand your thoughts very well. People with extremely high talents often believe very strongly once they have a sudden inspiration. But this kind of intuition is not Always accurate.”

Xu Zhenyun looked like he had "figured it out" and said with a smile: "Disciple has learned a lesson."

Deep inside, Xu Zhenyun felt slightly solemn.

If we can completely rule out the possibility that "Zhao Moge" is a hidden monk, then the possibility that this poem is his own "original" is extremely high!
Why is this?

Is it really just a coincidence that a monkey dancing on a typewriter can type out the complete works of Shakespeare?

Ji Xiaohua nodded slightly and said, "That's good."

The four of them continued touring Tianxin Garden for a while, and finally returned home after sunset.

……

The next morning.

After practicing in the small world, Xu Zhenyun and three other people reached the state of "self-cultivation in practice". As usual, they each took jade slips and enriched their "cultural lessons" about the monastic world according to their own preferences.

"Poems of Thousands of Masters of the Jin Dynasty"; "Ode to Immortal Travels"; "Supplements to Famous Works from the First Annals"; "Collection of Small Pieces of Jade"; and "Collection of Flying Flowers"...Xu Zhenyun was shocked by the song "Mountain Travel" and was unable to respond. So, why do you want to supplement your knowledge of poetry and literature when you are angry?"

"Sure enough, beneath the disguise of pretending to be modest, he is actually a very strong person..."

Of course, Xu Zhenyun completely ignored the little golden man's "Xiang Tianwen" complaints and devoted himself to reading the "Yijian Shu" in front of him.

The reading process was extremely focused, and an hour or two slipped by in the blink of an eye, and it was lunch time in the blink of an eye.

The food box was opened, and among the 12 exquisite dishes, except for Shideju's signature dish "Braised Duck Feet with Sauce", the other ten or so dishes had been completely changed, but both the appearance and taste were no different than yesterday. inferior.

But Xu Zhenyun didn't feel much, and looked very worried.

Ji Xiaohua fiddled with the dark wooden chopsticks and put the vegetables into her mouth with a light movement. At the same time, she looked at Xu Zhenyun and said with a smile: "Looking at you, do you have any problems? Just ask."

"I, Ji Xiaohua, am not only your teacher in spiritual practice, but I am also an expert in literature and history. I am no less knowledgeable than a Confucian scholar."

Xu Zhenyun picked up a crispy shrimp and swallowed it in his belly, and asked: "Is there a famous mountain called 'Jingting Mountain' under the jurisdiction of Qingyang Road in Jin Dynasty?"

Ji Xiaohua laughed and said, "Did you read the article "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain" in "Poems of a Thousand Families of the Jin Dynasty"?"

Xu Zhenyun looked calm and just nodded lightly.Ji Xiaohua chanted leisurely: "All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. I never tire of looking at each other, only Jingting Mountain."

"This poem has simple words and uses the scenery before your eyes to express the loneliness of the world."

"Lu Qingyuan was an ordinary scholar with no achievements, and no other articles or poems were handed down to the world. However, with these short words alone, his reputation was passed down to future generations 200 years after his death. In the future, it will be difficult for him to be buried for another 500 years."

"Such a poem must capture the truth of one's temperament. Could it be that it is a fabrication? Jingting Mountain has been one of the ten famous mountains of Qingyang Road for more than a thousand years. Now it is among the eight city gates of the Jin Dynasty..."

"If I remember correctly, I took turns visiting the Divine Capital more than twenty years ago. Maybe your secular relatives have also visited."

There really is Jingting Mountain...

After eating two more mouthfuls of rice, Xu Zhenyun hesitated for a moment, then suddenly re-materialized the "a brief book" in his hand, handed it to Ji Xiaohua, and asked: "Teacher, please help me take a look at this poem. Is there any corresponding allegorical story?" Or is it just a game?"

Ji Xiaohua took the letter, her blue eyes suddenly condensed, and she said with a half-smile, "I can't tell, are you interested in such poetry?"

At this time, the slips were opened and completely transformed into the form of a "bamboo album".Xiang Tianwen and Mu Xueqing looked to the left and right, and with a glance, they could see the contents on the bamboo album.

In an instant, the two men looked at Xu Zhenyun with very strange eyes!
Xiang Tianwen even looked more like a smile than a smile, as if he was trying to hold it back.

Ji Xiaohua hummed softly: "I and the general will take off their war robes and spend the spring night warm in the hibiscus tent. But since the flying general of Dragon City is here, the king will not come to court early from now on."

Xu Zhenyun said very seriously: "Teacher, please don't misunderstand. I just want to know... Well, because this poem is part of the 'Ode to History', but the introduction is unclear, and the content is quite... bizarre, so I have this question. .”

Ji Xiaohua smiled slightly and said, "You have asked the right person. Others may not know the details of this."

"This is an ancient poem from the Third Age tens of thousands of years ago. What it describes is exactly the historical facts."

"There was no such thing as an 'immortal dynasty' at that time, and the world of ordinary people was ruled by hundreds or thousands of secular dynasties. This was a poem from a country called the 'Shizhu Kingdom' at that time."

"At that time, when Emperor Huande of the Shizhu Kingdom was in power, there was a female general in the court, Yue Xiuying, who was born with a genius and could be regarded as the pillar of a country. At the same time, she was extremely beautiful and beautiful. She conquered foreign enemies nine times in seven years, fought nine battles and won nine victories, killing more than 50 enemies. , famous all over the world."

"Not to mention Yue Xiuying's outstanding talent, her personal bravery is also extraordinary. She is good at riding and shooting. She was able to draw a three-stone bow at the age of 15. She was known as a 'Flying General' at the age of 25. She was later worshiped as the female marshal of the Shizhu Kingdom and had thousands of households in the city. Received the title of Dragon City."

"However, this female marshal has a female dragon nature and has no personal ethics. Because she disliked her husband's physical weakness, she often had an affair with Emperor Huande, who was said to have the power to carry a cauldron, and the two of them lingered in the palace. Inside, he played and sang every night. Therefore, while people remembered his achievements, there were also poems and articles that satirized him."

Xu Zhenyun tilted his head slightly, his eyebrows were knotted, and he said with a strange expression: "What you said...are you true? Isn't it a joke?"

Ji Xiaohua sneered: "Do you know how this poem can be passed down to future generations?"

"The poems recorded in the "Collections of Famous Works from the First Chronicles" in your hand are all ancient poems from several epochs and tens of thousands of years ago. In fact, most of these poems are of mediocre quality and have no material for immortality. How can they be passed down to future generations?"

Xu Zhenyun perked up and immediately asked, "Why?"

When he was reading just now, he realized that in terms of quality, these so-called "ancient poems" were not as good as the "Poems of a Thousand Families of the Jin Dynasty" compiled nearly 300 years ago.

Ji Xiaohua said: "It's very simple. In fact, this kind of poems are excerpted from the "Red Dust Book" of the Crescent Sect among the five major sects of the world, so that people can see the world at a glance. The "Red Dust Book" is from the Crescent Sect. Practitioners of the third level or above walk around the mortal world, visit and read about common things, and record the interesting things they see and hear."

"Everything recorded in the Book of Red Dust is a 'faithful history' that has been authenticated by upper-level third-level practitioners. There cannot be any errors or omissions."

Xu Zhenyun breathed a sigh of relief and nodded heavily.

a bit of a headache...

Ji Xiaohua glanced at Xu Zhenyun and suddenly smiled: "You have been reading books all morning, are you tired? Go out and get some fresh air? It is up to you to decide whether you want to continue to Tianxin Garden or see the scenery elsewhere."

Xu Zhenyun was startled and said: "We have just had lunch now, and it is still early in the morning."

Ji Xiaohua said: "Can't you trust my eyesight? Professor disciples originally pay attention to teaching students in accordance with their aptitude. The second stage of practice lasts for half a day until Shen Shi, which is a custom made by the Great Jin Dynasty. But I have observed your two days of 'walking, stopping and self-refining' progress, You know what you're doing. Sit quietly for two hours every day, and you'll be sure of success after five days."

Xu Zhenyun smiled and said: "Okay! Going shopping is always better than being bored in this small world."

Ji Xiaohua clasped her palms together, and the portal to the small world slowly opened.

The four of them went out of bounds one after another. Xu Zhenyun stood in the room of "Pingshuiju" and was about to use the "Yin and Yang Four Qi Rings" to adjust his Qi, but his expression suddenly froze.

Appeared!
The fourth yellow talisman paper floated slowly down just over three feet in front of Xu Zhenyun.

The difference from the previous three times was that this time, Xu Zhenyun clearly saw the handwriting!

Then... Xu Zhenyun's eyes showed surprise and weirdness.

(End of this chapter)