Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 295: Hundreds of schools unite as one, and fish out another word from the lake!
The man in black robe stared at your departing back in the bamboo house, and his eyes changed into golden vertical pupils.

His voice was hoarse, as if he had not spoken for a long time, and he uttered a few words awkwardly:
"Yes... yes... he..."

Lu Hua clapped his hands and imitated the stuttering words of the man in black robe, jokingly saying:
"Yes, yes, there is something."

"Are you trying to say that this person smells like Mr. Er?"

The man in black robe nodded.

Lu Hua then stood up and walked to the desk. His expression became serious and he said in a cold tone:

"If you want to die anyway, just don't drag me down with you. I'd rather die with my friend than with you."

"This is the capital of Great Qi. Go out and take a look. The academy is located on Wenqu Street. If you reveal even a little bit of your presence, the spirit refining formation in Bianjing will be able to detect it."

There was still some anger in the eyes of the man in black robe, but when he heard the three words "Spirit Refining Formation", he fell silent.

The Soul Refining Formation was left by the Master, and the entire Bianjing City was designed and built based on this formation.

As long as any demon or evil person enters Bian Jing, the formation will be aware of it immediately.

Lu Hua seized the opportunity and quietly put into his sleeve the understanding of Xie Guan, a "benevolent and ambitious person" written by Xie Hong on the desk. Then he walked back to the bamboo chair calmly and sat down leisurely.

Xie Hong didn't care about this. He stared at the man in black robe.

"Before New Year's Eve, you must not leave this bamboo house."

The man in black robe was fully aware of the importance of the matter and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"it is good!"

Lu Hua couldn't help but sigh, "If it weren't for the fact that the academy today is no longer comparable to the past, even if the master went to the East China Sea to look for immortals and the three masters were in Bianjing, I, Lu Hua, would not dare to set foot here easily even if I had ten times the courage."

"It's a pity that since the Imperial Master left, this temple in the mountains has been left with nothing."

There were only three people in the house.

Only Lu Hua was talking to himself, extremely silent.

Lu Hua sighed with regret, "I wanted to take advantage of this festive year-end to visit Bianjing for the first time, to enjoy the prosperity of Bianjing, to see the students of Daqi, especially the courtesans, who must be extremely beautiful."

"On the day of selecting the most beautiful lady, when families are reunited, there is still the spirit of war."

"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"

Lu Hua bowed his head, and the two of them remained silent, so he asked:
"Mr. Xie, do you think we really have a chance on this trip?"

This question comes out!
The man in black robe couldn't help but look up and look at Xie Hong.

Xie Hong pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "If it was during his prime, or a few years earlier, I'm afraid we would have no chance of winning." He paused, then continued, "However, he is too ill now!"

"His sword has been in its sheath for so long that the nobles of Da Qi and the people of the world have almost forgotten it. But if a sword is hidden for so long, once it is unsheathed, it will surely reveal its sharpness and be unstoppable."

"We can't let him strike with this sword, otherwise... he would have wanted to exchange one of his pieces a long time ago."

Xie Hong said nothing more.

The black-robed man asked, "His...realm...world?"

Xie Hong shook his head.

Lu Hua frowned and asked: "Mr. Xie's soul cultivation has reached the extreme, can't you tell the truth?"

Xie Hong said thoughtfully: "The four masters of the academy have reached realms that are beyond our expectations. They have already reached the highest realms long ago."

"When he was sixteen, he had already entered the ninth realm of martial arts, Xuandan Realm, and at the age of twenty-seven, he entered Yangshen Realm after watching an autumn rain."

When Lu Hua heard this, he was surprised, but then he felt that this was a matter of course.

after all!

Mr. Er's life was like the sword in his hand, traveling across the world and taking revenge.

Xie Hong then said in a deep voice: "The first master's destiny is to travel freely, and the second master's destiny is to kill the immortals."

"As for Mr. Three and Mr. Four, I don't know what their true destiny is yet."

Lu Hua nodded under the white veil.

The martial arts of the world are divided into nine realms, and each realm is a great test for the martial artist's body and mind.

The cultivation of the primordial spirit and the divine soul is even more difficult, with a total of ten levels.

Even if a warrior can cultivate to the ninth level on the path of martial arts, he can only enjoy a lifespan of ninety years in the human world.

However, if one can cultivate the soul to the tenth realm - the realm of Yang Shen - before the age of ninety, and achieve the perfect combination of "martial arts" and "primordial soul", then it is possible to break the shackles of "the greatest age for martial artists is ninety" and enter a higher realm.

This is also why Lu Hua told Xie Guan about the dual cultivation of martial arts and the soul.

Only when these two complement each other can there be a road to heaven, otherwise it is just a cliff with no head left.

However, it is extremely difficult to combine the two.

People’s energy is limited, and to take both into account requires outstanding talent.

Even Lu Hua, who was praised as a genius in cultivation, had only reached the ninth level of his spiritual cultivation - the Ziweiyuan Realm - so far, and was still far from reaching the Yang God realm.

As for!

Lu Hua was not unfamiliar with the fate of the two academy masters, as the national teacher had told him these things.

The master's innate power "Xiao Yao You" has the ability to travel without distance, and can cross thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant. If the master is willing, he can come to the city of Bianjing from the distant Sui Dynasty in one step, truly making the world within reach.

Mr. Er's innate power is "Zhanxian". The nine swords combined into one can kill everything in the world, even the Master can be hurt by it.

Lu Hua has always been curious about the Master's destiny. The Master, who has lived for seven hundred years, may have surpassed his destiny.

He once asked the imperial teacher, the great master of the academy, during the Sui Dynasty.

The master thought for a moment and said, "I don't know, and I don't dare to know."

This surprised Lu Hua a little.

She remembered that this old man, who always appeared wise and confident, always had a look of admiration and awe in his eyes when he mentioned the Master.

The great master once said to Lu Hua: "The master is a madman, a devil, a saint, and a down-and-out man."

As the first disciple of the Master and the one who has served him the longest, Mr. Da is undoubtedly the person who knows the Master best in this world.

Such comments confused Lu Hua. He could understand the title of "saint", but what did "devil", "madman" and "down and out man" mean?

Lu Hua always felt a chill after hearing this.

Lu Hua came back to his senses, and cast his gaze on Xie Hong again, and asked curiously: "Mr. Xie, what is your destiny?"

however!
Xie Hong did not answer his question.

Lu Hua did not ask any further questions, after all, his destiny was not revealed to others.

Xie Hong lightly waved his brush and leisurely wrote five words on the paper.

"Know it first!"

Lu Hua glanced at him, full of confusion, and then changed the subject:
"Why did you summon Xie Guan here just now?"

Xie Hong looked at Lu Hua calmly and said slowly:
"I summoned him today just to see if he would bring disaster to Da Qi."

Lu Hua seemed to feel as if his thoughts were seen through, but he didn't care at all.

In Xie's house, she taught Xie Guan the "Yin Fu Jing", which could not be hidden from Xie Hong's eyes.

However, she did not teach the Three True Methods, nor did she touch upon Taoist teachings. She only taught the art but not the method!

It's the kind of thing that even the master hasn't even led you into the door.

Xie Hong sighed and said:
"I just want to leave a legacy for him."

Speaking of the second master, he still has no formal disciples, except for a coachman who was fortunate enough to be accepted as a registered disciple.

Lu Hua heard this and did not ask any more questions. Xie Hong's eyes fell on the desk again, where the four schools of thought, "Confucianism", "Taoism", "Legalism" and "Buddhism", were written, all of which were prominent schools of thought in the world.

Changshengtian in the north takes Legalism as the basis of governing the country. The whole country is like a sophisticated chariot. All the people are soldiers. It is known as "a million soldiers wielding bows" and is a skilled warrior.

The Southern Buddhist Kingdom is truly a Buddhist kingdom on earth. “Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and countless towers shrouded in mist and rain” shows how prosperous Buddhism was.

The Sui Dynasty adopted Taoism as its state religion, and the Three Truths doctrine was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, as well as the concept of governing by inaction.

As for the Great Qi, it respected Confucianism as the foundation of the country and governed the country with courtesy and filial piety.

Xie Hong whispered: "Forty years, the righteous spirit of Confucianism has covered the sky and the sun, forty years, the Buddhist Sanskrit sound has been ringing in my ears, forty years, the Taoist talisman... forty years of laws, and forty years of the fierce spirit of military strategists..."

Say it!
Xie Hong slowly added four more words under Xie Guan's previous handwriting.

"One hundred schools of thought united into one!"

……

……

[You walked out of Dengchunlou, and Xie Renfeng and Gan Zhi were still waiting at the door.]

[He seemed to ignore you, and you didn't say anything, just followed the servant and left.]

[We passed each other again. ]

[As for the words he said when he just entered the mansion. ]

[“Xie Guan, I want you and Wutong’s lives.”]

[This time, someone's gloomy voice sounded in my ears again. 】

[“Xie Guan, don’t think Xie Yuan can save your life this time. He can’t save himself this time either.”]

[“Xie Guan, you will not live to see the next year, and you will follow your mother.”]

【There is a sinister look in Xie Renfeng's eyes.】

[You didn't stop, your face was still calm. ]

[I passed by the deep pool again, where Uncle Mingshan washed his brush and inkstone when he was a child.]

[You think back to the calligraphy copybook of Mr. Er that Xie Hong just gave you, and you feel happy.]

【Mr. Er’s original work is priceless. 】

[You look back at the Dengchun Tower. Behind it is a bamboo forest and there seems to be a cloud of white mist that cannot be dispelled.]

[Clouds come from dragons, winds come from tigers, and fog comes from dragons! ]

[Xie Hong returns home, bringing with him the guest Lu Hua, and the man with scales on his face whom he met today.]

[In this Bianjing city, undercurrents are surging everywhere. The Xie family, a prosperous family for five generations, seems to be brewing an unprecedented storm. ]

[An unexpected event like a raging wave seemed to be about to sweep through the Xie family's mansion.]

[Why did Xie Renfeng say with such certainty that Xie Yuan was about to fall into some kind of danger, or even lose his life? ]

[Xie Yuan, as the grandson favored by Old Lady Xie, his biological mother, Madam Zhuge, and his uncle, Zhuge Jian, have such a big tree to lean on.]

[Why is Xie Yuan facing a dangerous situation? He can’t even protect himself. ]

【You make your way to the lake and board the boat. 】

[When you follow the old boatman across the lake, the calligraphy you carry with you seems to become a medium, attracting the two "words" in the lake to be more enthusiastic and constantly hit the stern of the boat.]

[Although the old boatman rowed hard, the boat seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and could not leave the center of the lake, and could only circle in place.]

[“This is really weird!”]

[The old boatman muttered to himself, his face full of surprise.]

【“Old man, is this your first time meeting someone like that?”】

[You stare at the lake, and see bubbles spitting out from the surface... You decide.]

1. Do not fish out the word in the lake. (Hint: You may be trapped in a murderous calamity, with no chance of escape and eventually death.)
2. Fish out all the two characters in the lake. (Hint: You may be trapped in a murderous calamity, and it will be difficult to practice with your remaining body.)
3. Take out the word "Thank you" from the lake. (Hint: You may avoid the first disaster, but you will have a hard time escaping the disasters later.)
4. Fish out the word "Hong" from the lake. (Hint: It may develop in a favorable direction.)
5. Get involved in person. (0/3)

The words on the cauldron slowly froze.

Yu Ke looked at the four options above.

I can only sigh that the Xie Mansion is too dangerous and it is too difficult for Xie Guan to develop. So many options have been triggered in this simulation.

It actually prompts the danger of "death", and this option seems to be very important.

Each option must be chosen carefully, which represents a different direction in life.

After eliminating "personal participation", only the first four options remain.

Judging from the prompts, as long as option 4 can be selected, the rest are bad choices.

Yu Ke did not hesitate and made his choice directly.

4. Fish out the word "Hong" from the lake. (Hint: It may develop in a favorable direction.)
[You look at the two dragons in the lake, and you feel as if you have a telepathic connection with them.]

[The boat was hit by the character "鸿" and shook violently. The old boatman swayed from side to side and stumbled, almost falling into the lake.]

[At this moment, you are standing on the bow, prepared, using the "standing stake" in "Tai Zu Sheng Yuan Zhuan" to firmly grasp the deck of the boat with your feet like roots. A jet-black dragon rises up, lands on your hand and turns into the word "Hong".]

[The other hand firmly holds the old boatman.]

[After you made your choice, the remaining dragon was still reluctant to leave you and kept flapping its wings against the bottom of the boat.]

[You spread out your hands and watch the word "Hong" slowly dissolve in your hands, and this word appears in your mind. ]

[Just like the first time you got it, the word "Yuan" slowly spreads in your mind, like a shining golden wall of words.]

[On it, one hundred lines of writing were arranged in an orderly manner, and at the top were written three words - "Demon Slaying Sword"! ]

[You can't help but whisper: "Slay the demon..."]

[You return to your spirit and appease the word "Xie" in the lake, and it will then dive into the bottom of the lake with a "sad and pitiful" look.]

【You shook your head and smiled helplessly. 】

[“Master, you have great skills!”]

[After the old boatman praised you, he just wanted to get out of the lake as soon as possible, so he rowed the boat, and it really moved.]

[After a while, the boat docked. ]

[You got off the boat, said thank you, and left.]

[The old boatman stood on the shore, looking at the now calm lake, still puzzled by what had just happened.]

【“Is there a ghost in this lake?”】

[Thinking back to the rumors that had been circulating in the backyard, the old boatman's face turned pale.]

[It is said that many servants were quietly drowned in the lake because they offended their mistress or master.]

[Could it be that he has become a water ghost in the lake! ]

[Especially half a year ago, the second courtyard of the Xie Mansion recruited new maids, grooms, and cooks every month...]

【But the strange thing is! 】

[These people often mysteriously disappear within half a month of working, and their bodies are never found. People in the mansion are privately rumored that these people were fed into the lake by the mistress of the second courtyard and used as fertilizer for the flowers in the lake.]

[Thinking of this, the old boatman couldn't help but shudder. He clasped his hands together and murmured a prayer to the lake: "Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its creditor. Please don't make things difficult for me."]

Western sword and magic, the devil returns

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