Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 93 Lu Zilong: Among all the schools of thought, Confucianism is the most evil

Lu Zilong's words, like an invisible thread, gradually pulled out the doubts deep in Fang Heng's heart.

Fang Heng was curious, what was the secret behind the decline of the various schools of thought?
Especially Lu Zilong's solemn expression.

Obviously, the decline of the various schools of thought and the possession of soldiers by demons involve secrets that are by no means ordinary.

Under Fang Heng's curious gaze, Lu Zilong told the ancient secrets.

"Your Highness, do you know why, after the Taoists absorbed the Mohist tradition, they stopped popularizing mechanical beasts and instead focused on puppetry?"

Lu Zilong's low voice rang in Fang Heng's ears.

Upon hearing this, Fang Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of thought flashed in his eyes.

He pondered for a moment and said tentatively:

"Isn't it true that puppets can be manipulated with exquisite precision, as if they were the palm of one's hand, while mechanical beasts can't do that?"

Lu Zilong shook his head and said in a deep voice.

“It’s much more than that!”

"The core of the mechanical beast is the black crystal!"

"Without the black crystal, the mechanical beast cannot be driven."

"However, black crystal emits a strange aura."

"Excessive exposure will erode the user's sanity, leading to demonic possession."

Fang Heng's pupils shrank slightly and his heart was shaken.

He never imagined that Mo Jing had such a fatal flaw.

"The soldiers were possessed by demons because they had been manipulating mechanical beasts for a long time, and were corroded by the black crystals."

"The drawbacks of Mo Jing also led to the decline of the Mo family."

"That's why..."

"After the Taoists absorbed the Mohist tradition, they abandoned the path of mechanical beasts and turned to puppetry."

"The puppet is driven by the magic power of Taoist monks. It does not use black crystals and naturally will not be corroded by black crystals."

Hearing this, Fang Heng suddenly understood.

That's it!

There is actually such a difference between Taoist puppeteers and Mohist mechanism masters.

The Mohist mechanical beast can be understood as having its own energy source.

The mechanical master of the mechanical beast in the court is purely in charge of control and does not need to provide energy for the mechanical beast.

The advantage of this is that the upper limit is high.

Even an ordinary person, after mastering the control of a mechanical beast, can kill a high-level monk.

As for the Taoist puppeteer, he needs to mobilize his own magic power to drive the puppet.

This is equivalent to saying that all the puppet's energy comes from the puppeteer.

The strength of the puppeteer directly determines the strength of the puppet.

Therefore, the upper limit of puppetry is low, and the puppeteer cannot control the puppet to gain power far beyond his own.

If there were no problem with Mo Jing, the Mohist mechanical beasts would be far superior to the Taoist puppets.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

Because of the problem of black crystal eroding sanity, the Mohist school completely declined.

"Is it possible that the problem of black crystals eroding sanity cannot be solved?"

Fang Heng couldn't help but ask, as if he felt sorry and unwilling for the fate of the Mo family.

only……

If even he could think of this problem, it was impossible that the ancient Mohist sages could not think of it.

Lu Zilong shook his head, looking pessimistic.

"The Mohists have naturally tried to solve this problem, but unfortunately, they all failed."

"Even now, after the Taoists absorbed the Mohist tradition, puppeteers are actually divided into two factions."

"One of them is the Puppet Faction, who insist on following the puppet path and regard mechanical beasts as evil."

"The other faction is the Mechanical Beast faction. They revere the ancients and hope to emulate the Mohists and carry forward the mechanical beasts."

"The Agency has devoted most of its energy over the years to researching how to solve the problem of black crystals eroding sanity."

"It's a pity that there has been no harvest so far."

"The mechanical beasts in the military camp were all built by cultivators from the Mechanical Sect."

Upon hearing this, Fang Heng nodded slightly, feeling deeply moved.

Although he had never seen a cultivator from the Mechanical Sect, Fang Heng could still feel the helplessness of the Mechanical Sect even though they were 100,000 miles apart.

It is such a pity that we have such an amazing energy source as black crystal, but we have insurmountable problems.

It's like a nuclear power plant, containing terrifying energy.

However, the various rays produced by nuclear fission are also extremely dangerous.

"What about the other schools of thought?"

"Could it be that they have also encountered similar problems to the Mohists?"

Fang Heng changed the subject, his gaze lingering on Lu Zilong's face for a moment, and asked curiously.

"That's right! The same is true for the other several families!"

Lu Zilong nodded slightly, his expression as solemn as iron, and replied affirmatively.

“Although the methods of becoming possessed by demons vary, everyone will experience possession.”

Hearing this, Fang Heng couldn't help but frown, his brows were knotted like a dark cloud that could not be dissolved.

Because the people around him also practice the traditions of various schools of thought.

Shen Qiu Shui is cultivating to be a novelist.

There is also Xu Xingzhi, who studied the traditional farming culture, and it is not known whether he has changed his practice.

Lu Zilong seemed to notice Fang Heng's worry, and his tone softened a little as he spoke to comfort him.

"If you practice the inheritance of various schools of thought, you won't necessarily become a demon."

“In fact, everyone has his own destiny.”

"Some people are lucky and have practiced for their entire lives without becoming possessed by demons."

"Some people are unlucky and become possessed by demons during their first practice."

"Also, there seems to be a rumor that the teachings of the various schools of thought did not initially include the concept of demonic possession, which is why it has become so popular everywhere."

"However, the further you go in the future, the greater the probability of the inheritance of the various schools of thought becoming demonic."

"By the late ancient times, more than half of the disciples of the various schools of thought ended their lives by becoming possessed by demons."

"There were too many people possessed by demons, and it completely fell into decline."

"What about now? What are the chances of becoming a demon?"

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows and asked immediately, his heart still tense.

Lu Zilong shook his head and said helplessly in an uncertain tone.

"Hard to say!"

"I heard the chance of becoming possessed has decreased."

"But the inheritance of the various schools of thought has been interrupted for a hundred thousand years."

"No matter the background or the level of mystery, they are far inferior to the three schools of martial arts, Buddhism and Taoism."

"Unless they are desperate, basically no one is willing to practice."

Lu Zilong's answer made Fang Heng feel helpless.

He could only take some time to remind Shen Qiu Shui.

As for how to solve the problem of the novelist being possessed by a demon, he had no idea.

He even didn't understand why the novelist became possessed by a demon.

"What about Confucianism? Uncle, have you ever heard of Confucianism?"

As soon as Fang Heng said this, Lu Zilong's face suddenly changed. He looked nervous as if facing a great enemy, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"Heng'er, where did you hear the word Confucianism?"

Seeing Lu Zilong's nervous expression, the surprise and horror in Fang Heng's eyes became more and more intense, almost flowing out.

It seems that the problems of Confucianism are even more serious?
"I just overheard it."

"Uncle, do you think it's inappropriate?"

Fang Heng asked ambiguously.

Hearing this, Lu Zilong shook his head with a heavy tone.

"That's totally wrong!"

He took a deep breath, as if suppressing his inner uneasiness, and continued.

"Regarding these two aspects of Confucianism, I have also seen a few words in the notes of my ancestors."

"According to our ancestors, among all the schools of thought, Confucianism is the most evil."

"For the other schools of thought, becoming possessed by demons is a matter of varying chances."

"If you're lucky, you'll never be possessed by a demon."

“But Confucianism is different!”

“Anyone who practices Confucianism will inevitably become possessed by demons.”

"No one can escape this curse!"

Must be possessed by a demon?

Fang Heng was shocked when he heard this.

It was like a huge rock fell into the calm lake of my heart, causing ripples.

"Even knowing the word Confucianism can lead to the risk of demonic possession."

Lu Zilong reminded with a serious face.

He didn't want Fang Heng, who had a bright future, to ponder Confucian issues.

Confucianism is a bottomless pit!
After listening to this, Fang Heng fell silent.

Is this the reason why Confucianism completely disappeared?
Even knowing that Confucianism exists carries the risk of becoming possessed.

It seems that the possession of the various schools of thought by demons is even more terrifying than he had imagined.

It seems that it is not just the material level, or the spiritual level.

Most likely, it involves a conceptual level.

This is quite scary!

As the two talked, they walked towards the outer military camp.

Soon, the two saw the possessed soldiers in the tent.

Inside the tent, the dim candlelight flickered, illuminating the soldiers' ferocious faces.

The soldier, who had become possessed by the All-Seeing Spirit Turtle, had bloodshot eyes, revealing his madness and brutality.

His lips were cracked, white foam oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he let out a beast-like roar.

The muscles are knotted, and the veins and blood vessels are densely covered on the surface of the skin like a spider web.

It seems as if every inch of skin contains explosive power.

If this person hadn't been bound by a magical weapon, he would have jumped up and broken free. An old man in a gray robe was leaning over to check on the soldiers.

He is Doctor Xu, the doctor of the Xuanjia Army. His face is full of wrinkles and his brows are furrowed.

He held a silver needle in his hand and was carefully inserting it into the soldier's acupuncture points.

His movements were slow and cautious, as if he was afraid of angering the violent "beast".

"Doctor Xu, how is the situation?"

The lieutenant general in charge of the Xuanjia Army's machinery camp asked with concern.

A rough face was filled with worry and self-blame.

"Commander-in-Chief Lin, I will do my best." Doctor Xu paused and shook his head.

"However, Admiral Lin, you should not hold out too much hope."

"Wang Wu's situation is not optimistic!"

After hearing what Doctor Xu said, Lieutenant General Lin's mood sank bit by bit to the bottom of the valley.

His fists clenched unconsciously, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.

Not everyone can be a soldier who controls a mechanical beast.

The black crystal of the mechanical beast will erode the mind.

In order to minimize the risk of being possessed by demons, the selection of soldiers to be controlled by mechanical beasts is extremely strict with regard to their will.

Only those with extremely strong martial arts will can serve as the operator of the mechanical beast.

These old soldiers who operate the mechanical beasts are also the most valuable assets in the mechanical camp.

Sometimes, there may even be mechanical beasts, but not enough veterans can be selected to operate them.

On the one hand, it is extremely difficult to select veteran soldiers.

On the other hand, many soldiers who are accomplished in martial arts would rather die than control mechanical beasts.

A strong will in martial arts can only reduce the risk of becoming possessed, but it does not completely prevent you from becoming possessed.

Many warriors value their lives and are determined not to touch things like mechanical beasts.

Doctor Xu cleared his throat and continued.

"Wang Wu was unlucky. He skipped the stage of hearing the devilish sound and has now reached the stage of constant nightmare."

"I'm afraid it won't be long before the blood surges back up."

As soon as Doctor Xu's diagnosis came out, the whole tent was filled with gloom and sighs.

It seemed that even when I took a breath, I could smell the sorrow of the people in the air.

Several soldiers around lowered their heads, their faces filled with grief and helplessness.

They knew that once the "mad blood surge" stage was reached, it would mean that the soldiers' sanity would completely collapse and there would be no possibility of recovery.

Lu Zilong whispered in Fang Heng's ear the three stages of demonic possession.

"Becoming a demon is divided into three stages."

"The first stage is the devilish sound entering your ears."

"This is the first symptom of demonic possession. Constant whispers will be heard in your ears, tormenting you so much that you can't sleep."

"The second stage, the nightmare never ends."

"At this time, the possessed soldier will experience a constant stream of illusions, making it impossible for him to distinguish between truth and falsehood."

"At this stage, he's basically no different from a madman."

"The third stage, the mad blood surges back."

"The surge of mad blood will stimulate the soldier's potential and lifespan, giving him great strength."

"At this point, the soldiers possessed by demons can no longer be considered human beings, but only beasts with great power."

"The military's rules state that once a soldier is confirmed to be possessed by the devil, there's no turning back. They're about to enter a period of madness and blood surging. We can only slay them with tears in our eyes, nipping the danger in the bud."

The three stages of being possessed by the devil are: hearing devilish sounds, having endless nightmares, and having mad blood rushing back.

After listening to Lu Zilong's introduction, Fang Heng touched his chin and asked.

"No cure?"

“It cannot be cured, it can only be suppressed.”

"With luck, I was able to suppress the demonic stage to the first two stages."

"But even if they were lucky enough not to enter the stage of crazy blood surge, the lives of these demon-possessed soldiers would be completely ruined."

“Not only can they not continue to serve, but even their families will worry about them and go crazy at any time, so they have to stay away.”

"The Divine General's Mansion has established a Yangji Hall in Yujing City, and will provide as much help as possible to these old soldiers who have been possessed by demons."

Lu Zilong sighed.

Although there was a charity, he also knew that the help it could provide was too insignificant.

Just now.

A crazy aura burst out from Wang Wu's body.

It was like a demon from chaos, without any rationality, only pure madness.

Wang Wu, who was tied up by the magic weapon, also struggled frantically.

The magic weapon chains were tightly bound, and a faint spiritual light flickered on the chains.

He seemed to be trying hard to suppress the violent power in his body.

Even so, the chain still made a "creaking" sound from time to time, as if it could break at any time.

Seeing this scene, everyone present had a look of sorrow on their faces.

Doctor Xu sighed, shook his head helplessly, and took away the silver needles from Wang Wu's body.

"Commander Lin, you'd better make plans early!"

Lin Canjiang clenched his teeth, looking unwilling.

He naturally knew what Doctor Xu meant by making early plans.

But these are the soldiers he brought up!
His heart was filled with resentment.

But no matter how unwilling he was, Lieutenant General Lin knew that he had to make a decision.

If the crazy blood is allowed to surge back, Wang Wu will gain powerful strength and it will be difficult to deal with him.

Lieutenant General Lin raised his right hand high, shaking constantly, as if he would slap Wang Wu down with a palm in the next second, giving him a quick death.

Fang Heng looked at this scene and took a look at the fate of [Heart as Clear as Ice] in his mind.

[Heart as Clear as Ice] can ignore the inner demons and evil thoughts.

However, it can only work on yourself and cannot be used on others.

What if you are promoted to a purple fate?

Fang Heng's mind moved. Fortunately, he had enough luck reserves, so it would not be a problem to give it a try.

If it succeeds, you will make a lot of money.

These old soldiers who have been possessed by demons are the elite of the army and have extraordinary strength.

If he could take them in and form a secret guard, it would be of great benefit.

The idea of ​​forming a secret guard emerged from Fang Heng's mind.

However, the basis of all this is that he must be able to cure the soldiers' possession.

Even if it cannot be cured, it must be able to seal or alleviate it.

"If your heart is as clear as ice, you will be promoted!"

Fang Heng muttered to himself.

In the destiny chart, the red star that symbolizes a heart as pure as ice undergoes drastic changes.

Countless fortunes poured into the red star, and the entire star began to boil in an instant.

A hint of mysterious purple appeared in the center of the red star.

It is like the rising sun, full of vitality.

The entire change lasted for several breaths.

Soon, this purple star stabilized in the fate map.

[Heart as Clear as Ice] → [Spiritual Platform Dawn]

[Spiritual Platform at Dawn (Purple)]: The body is a bodhi tree, and the mind is like a bright mirror. Wipe it frequently to avoid dust. It can wipe away evil thoughts in people's hearts and help them return to the truth.

After reading the introduction of the fate of [Lingtai Dawn], Fang Heng was secretly surprised.

This [Lingtai Dawn] fate is obviously related to Buddhism.

Buddhism was a taboo in the Daqian Dynasty and was severely suppressed.

However, there is no time for Fang Heng to worry about the fate of [Lingtai Dawn], which is related to Buddhism.

Seeing that Lieutenant General Lin was about to kill Wang Wu, Fang Heng stepped forward and stopped Lieutenant General Lin.

"Commander Lin, please listen to me."

"I once practiced a Taoist meditation spell. How about letting me try it?"

Upon hearing Fang Heng's words, Lieutenant General Lin was stunned.

Although he didn't think that a Taoist meditation mantra could solve the problem of being possessed by a demon.

But since Fang Heng, the newly crowned heir, had spoken, it was not easy for him to refute him on the spot.

"Your Highness, the blood surge is about to begin."

"Try as soon as possible. Don't miss the best opportunity and cause a bloody outbreak."

As if he could hear the unkindness and warning in Lieutenant General Lin's tone, Fang Heng didn't care and just smiled indifferently.

"Don't worry, Lieutenant General Lin, I know what's going on."

Fang Heng walked up to Wang Wu, concentrated his mind, and whispered softly.

“The ice has been cold for eternity, and everything is still;

The mind should be calm and hope that I am alone;
When mind and spirit are united, Qi should follow;
If there is more than one phase, there will be no surprise at all changes;
No delusion, no anger, no desires and no desires;
Nothing to give up, nothing to do but no self. "

Fang Heng was reciting the Taoist meditation mantra.

[Lingtai Dawn] This fate is related to Buddhism.

If you recite Buddhist meditation mantras, perhaps the effect will be better.

However, if he, a prince, were to recite the Buddhist meditation mantra in public, it would probably cause an uproar.

In order to avoid trouble, Fang Heng had to settle for the second best and use the Taoist meditation mantra.

When Admiral Lin heard the meditation mantra that Fang Heng was practicing, he frowned and shook his head secretly.

It is the most common and most common Taoist meditation mantra.

There's nothing surprising about it.

This had already been tried in the French army.

It is impossible to suppress the symptoms of demonic possession.

Ultimately, it all depends on Wang Wu's will to hold on...

However, Lieutenant General Lin’s thoughts were still on his mind.

The next scene, what happened in the tent, froze the expression on his face.

The crazy blood in Wang Wu's body actually receded little by little.

The scarlet and madness in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he seemed to have returned to normal.

This?
Could it be that the Ninth Prince was a blind cat that caught a dead mouse?
(End of this chapter)