Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 319 Adds another label to the Taoist priests' ability to "dream of the Yellow Millet".
"The Taoist priests Zhiqing and Zhixiu from the Celestial Master's Mansion, Hanzheng, Hanxuan, and Zhanqing from the Shangqing School of Sanmao Mountain, Gaoyue from the Qingwei School of Zhenwu Mountain, and Xuxing from the Longmen School have all been taken away by Gu Zhao."

In the conference room, the host pointed to the photos of several Taoist priests on the big screen and introduced, "This time, the time interval between the last time and the last time five Taoist priests from Laoshan were taken away is very close, and the number of people is also increasing."

"Are there more and more spots available?" someone asked curiously. "Or has something happened?"

"I don't know," the host said, shaking his head. "The one currently in charge at the Taoist Research Institute is Master Jingfa, who is taciturn and rarely interacts with us."

"Master Jingfa of the Eight Immortals Palace." Chen Yao glanced at the information about Master Jingfa in his hand and understood.

"Gu Zhao's trip to pick up people caused quite a stir at both the Celestial Master's Mansion and Sanmao Mountain," the host continued. "The thunder at the Celestial Master's Mansion in winter attracted the attention of tourists."

There were four foreign practitioners outside the Celestial Master's Mansion that day. When thunder rang out at the mansion, they all fell to the ground. However, the one from the Miqi Kingdom was the first to run away, while the one from the Shan Kingdom prostrated himself in worship. Nothing happened to them afterward.

Only the two cherry blossom-skinned people seemed to be trying to test the Celestial Master's Mansion, using a provocation tactic. The result was that they went insane, injuring several ordinary tourists. They were eventually taken away by security guards and, after a hospital diagnosis, were confirmed to have gone mad.

A moment of silence fell over everyone. They had all seen the summary of the information in their hands and knew what the two men had been shouting.

"After analysis, we believe that Gu Zhao used a method similar to hypnosis to make them personally experience the experiments their predecessors conducted back then," the host said.

An elderly man who looked refined and gentle waved his hand and said, “Don’t use such foreign terms. Our ancient books have clear records of this kind of method, which is called ‘The Yellow Millet Dream’.”

“Not bad.” Chen Yao nodded, unable to suppress a grin. “I wonder how long Gu Zhao kept them in the dream. He actually drove two Cherry Blossom People who could cultivate magic to madness.”

Sitting at the head of the table, Zheng Hongsheng gestured to the host, "Let's add another skill to the Taoist priests' repertoire: The Yellow Millet Dream."

"Yes!" the host immediately took notes.

A middle-aged man sitting next to me, with a serious expression and upright posture, had a glint in his eye. "Isn't such a realistic dream of wealth and glory a kind of immersive motion-sensing game with a metaphysical nature?"

Everyone looked at him and immediately understood what he meant.

"You're oversimplifying things. For soldiers to train in a game, they need a realistic battlefield environment and real equipment data. This requires large processors to perform real-time calculations. It's not a simple illusion." An elderly man wearing glasses shook his head.

The middle-aged man nodded and said nothing more, but another middle-aged man next to him, who had an ordinary appearance and looked unremarkable and could be easily blended into a crowd, suddenly spoke up, "If a large, rigorous environment can't be simulated, a small interrogation environment should be fine, right?"

A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's lips. "An illusion that can drive even cultivators mad must be very effective for anti-torture training."

Everyone, "..."

Chen Yao was speechless for a moment. "You want a Taoist priest to train special agents for you? How did you even think of that?"

The middle-aged man said calmly, "Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in wartime."

Zheng Hongsheng was silent for a moment, then said, "I will mention it to the Taoist Research Institute, but I am not sure whether the Taoist priests are willing or able to spare the time."

"Of course." The middle-aged man nodded.

The other person sitting next to him was rather dreamy, "I wonder how many people they can bring in at most with this pipe dream? Our movie was boycotted by more than a million accounts for complaints, so we should let them all go in and experience it for themselves."

Everyone gasped in shock. Chen Yao laughed and scolded, "Are you planning to create over a million mentally ill people? We can't afford to support them!"

A middle-aged, overweight man next to him pushed up his glasses and chuckled, "There are a lot of online trolls and overseas addresses involved. If you only count the stupid and malicious ones within the country, it's less than a million."

Chen Yao glanced at him sideways. "So? You're going to raise him?" The bespectacled fat man shrank back. "Never mind."

Everyone laughed.

Then the host switched the conference room screen again, "There is also Sanmaoshan. Chen Yingsi, a national first-class combat hero, once met Master Shenhao at Sanmaoshan."

Master Shenhao appeared and gave him a pill called the Water and Fire Subduing Spirit Pill. According to Chen Yingsi's son, Chen Guangwen, his father's chest was radiating light. With Master Shenhao's help, his physical and mental health improved.

According to Master Shenhao, Mr. Chen Yingsi could live another three to five years, but based on his medical examination results a month ago, it was unlikely he would survive the winter.

"Water and Fire Subduing Spirit Pill..."

"A miraculous cure..."

A flicker of longing involuntarily flashed in everyone's eyes; it was a basic human instinct.

Zheng Hongsheng looked around. "You're tempted?"

Someone chuckled, "Wouldn't it seem too fake to say I'm not tempted?"

Chen Yao smiled and shook his head, "The Heavenly Gang Talisman and the Golden Gang Bracelet also have the effects of regulating the body, nourishing life and prolonging life. If you are greedy for spiritual medicine, then you are just being insatiable."

"Compared to the Heavenly Gang Talisman and the Golden Gang Bracelet, even in that world, elixirs and miraculous medicines should be very rare."

The host said, "Based on the information we have now, although each of these Taoist priests' family members has a golden bracelet, they only use some medicinal wine for daily health maintenance. Only Gu Zhao's parents and his two girlfriends have changed more than the others, which is very likely because they have taken some kind of elixir."

"Speaking of which, I just heard that Gu Zhao's two girlfriends have gone abroad to perform again?" Zheng Hongsheng asked.

"Yes," the host replied, "we sent people to protect them."

Zheng Hongsheng nodded. "Let's not let what happened last time repeat itself."

"Yes!"

The host turned to the last page of the materials. "The last item is about how to handle the public opinion issues caused by the Celestial Master's Mansion incident."

"It's alright, the public outcry wasn't even as big as it was in Laoshan." Someone looked at the data. "Those two Cherry Blossom people went mad, but they didn't show any strange phenomena like in Laoshan."

Someone laughed and said, "Rumor has it that those two Cherry Blossom People are descendants of the demons from that army back then. Their sinful bloodline is passed down. They were discovered by the Thunder Gods while touring the Celestial Master's Mansion and they took action to subdue the demons."

Someone said calmly, "Strictly speaking, it's not actually wrong."

"These two Cherry Blossom people are among the most anti-Tianxia people," someone sneered. "They're crazy, so be it. If Cherry Blossom has the guts, let them try to fight back!"

"Even the true men of the Taoist Research Institute who perform miracles in public need a flag bearer to perform a ritual," someone chuckled. "Using cherry blossom oil as a flag bearer is a good option, so..."

Everyone looked at Zheng Hongsheng, who then delivered the final, definitive statement: "This public opinion doesn't need to be addressed!"

(End of this chapter)