The Mysterious Ming Dynasty: The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom

Dagukou.

The treasure ship's body undulated and surged, and its twelve sails fluttered in the wind.

"He is quite intelligent," Si Chen said with a smile. "Those who seek the Dao in the world today all strive to advance on the path by combining knowledge with action and by establishing merit and virtue."

This path to enlightenment for an unorthodox individual is exceptionally arduous.

However, all things possess a spirit, and cultivation is not easy, so I will give you this opportunity!

For example, Si Chen's tiger skin was killed by a group of people who shouted the slogan of slaying demons and eliminating evil. He ended up dying and his soul dissipating.

The treasure ship grew increasingly impatient, and its hull began to rock and sway.

Si Chen suddenly bowed his head. "Don't be impatient, but there aren't many paths that are suitable for you."

In ancient times, there was a great demon named Kunpeng. When it entered the sea, it was Kun, catching turtles in the nine oceans; when it ascended to the sky, it was Peng, plucking stars and shooting down the moon.

They belong to the four ranks of demons above immortals, gods, spirits, and monsters. However, if they are not careful, they will stray from the path and fall into the four ranks of demons and monsters below, bringing disaster to the human world.

Upon hearing this, the treasure ship, though unaware of the distinction between superior and inferior paths, remained oblivious.

But during the construction process, I was also influenced by what I saw and heard.

Even if you are a lackey of someone, you should not be a lackey of a lackey.

For it to be mentioned with such solemnity, it must be of extremely high caliber.

...

Huh huh~

...

A hurried call rang in my ears, like a puppy's call.

Strictly speaking, this big guy is still a baby less than a month old, and the baby is so anxious that it can already talk.

Si Chen's actions constitute the illegal use of child labor.

"It is your destiny to become my disciple, and you deserve to have a name."

Having a name or not makes a world of difference.

Being nameless and without a surname means that one can be discarded at will.

Si Chen looked around and asked, "What do you all think?"

Xu Wenjue smiled and said, "Please, Your Excellency, bestow a name upon him."

Cao Youyi hurriedly replied, "Absolutely, absolutely! From now on, it's like being reborn."

Si Chen gazed at the majestic sea and said, "From now on, you will be called Dinghai. I only hope that you can pacify the sea and quell the bandits. But if you fall into the demonic path, I will personally take your dragon bones. Take care of yourself."

Si Chen raised his hand and brought his palm down.

It seems to contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and the path of Tao manifests outwardly, possessing its own unique magnificence.

A hazy blue light enveloped the treasure ship, causing it to fall into slumber and undergo transformation.

Xu Wenjue's eyes widened. "Congratulations on your rise to power!"

Si Chen waved his hand, "It's all due to fate and destiny."

These paths have no drawbacks except for their high entry barriers.

Everything in this world is simply a matter of fate.

You'll meet a helpful person and be able to settle down and start a family.

Everyone was stunned and sighed.

"As the ancients said, 'A thousand-mile horse is common, but a discerning eye is rare.'" Xu Wenjue felt that coming north to join him was his greatest opportunity.

"Please, let's go inside the city and discuss this further." Si Chen took in everyone's behavior and understood it at a glance.

They left the treasure ship and rode away on horseback.

Jiazi was left behind to lead a thousand elite cavalry to guard this place.

With swift horsemanship, the Palace of Saints was within reach.

The bustling strongmen on the shore also raised their feet to gaze into the distance. They had seen quite a few important people during this time, but they wondered which kind of deity these were.

Shen Lian stood with his sword in his hand, feeling a slight urge to move. He felt like he had made a mistake. He caught sight of a young man in a python robe riding up on horseback, chatting happily with Si Chen. He sighed, grabbed his bamboo hat and covered his face, then walked away against the flow of people.

Si Chen caught a glimpse of Shen Lian's figure, exchanged a glance with Jia Chen, and smiled at each other.

Jia Chen leaned down and said, "Sir, is this fellow having second thoughts?"

Si Chen shook his head. "Ignore him. People with different values ​​cannot work together."

Not everyone craves fame and fortune; some simply wish to live the life of an ordinary person. It's not that Sichen can't tolerate them. The problem is that some people dream of studying and farming while simultaneously eyeing fame and fortune, wanting both. That would be quite tiresome.

Xu Wenjue removed his python robe and donned a black and yellow Taoist robe. He offered incense and prayers, paying respects to the various gods along the way. Finally, he stopped before the Ancestral Temple of Ten Thousand People. "Brother, what great spirit you possess! It's a pity that the people of the world lack such magnanimity. If you shared your achievements with the people, wouldn't everyone in the world be like a dragon?"

In the Puji Tianfei Temple in the south, there are statues of the Pu family and various prominent clans, but notably, there are no ordinary people.

Despite the overwhelming publicity, the temples remain deserted. Why? Because all the promises are empty words.

Even so, they still thought these unruly people didn't know what was good for them.

They have no idea where they went wrong.

Si Chen laughed and said, "Incense offerings are but a minor matter. This merit is not mine to begin with, so why should I be concerned about it?"

To take something, you must first give something.

This is an eternal truth.

Just like the Tai Chi symbol, Yin is within Yang, but not opposite to Yang; things will inevitably reverse when they reach their extremes.

Xu Wenjue raised his hand and inserted the incense into the incense burner, offering sincere praise.

Upon entering the secret room, their eyes met.

Si Chen said solemnly, "Since you have come to join me with such sincerity, I will also make three rules with you to prevent our brotherly friendship from being ruined in the future."

Xu Wenjue sat cross-legged, looking at Si Chen across the coffee table. "This is only to be expected."

Si Chen said, "This Water Palace is newly established and doesn't have many formalities, but there is one rule that must never be broken. If anyone falls into the demonic path, I will kill them."

Xu Wenjue nodded. "Okay."

"You shall obey my commands and follow my laws, and I will guarantee your safety."

"Can!"

"The ancients swore oaths by drinking blood or pointing to water, but the lessons of history are not far off, and these are not credible. I, however, have been appointed by Heaven and have received a divine mandate, so let us, brothers, swear an oath to Heaven."

Xu Wenjue straightened his chest and said, "Heaven above, Xu Wenjue swears to dedicate his life to promoting the Way of Peace. If he breaks this vow, may he be punished by both gods and men."

Si Chen raised his hand, "By the Yellow Heaven, I, your subject 'Grand Master of Destiny, the Privy Councilor of Yin and Yang of the Two Realms,' swear by the Daoist path that if I violate this oath, may I be punished by both gods and men."

The two swore an oath to the heavens.

A faint flash of lightning streaked across the sky, coiling around the paths of the two.

The celestial laws that govern the entire world have inscribed this statement and embedded it deep within the very foundation of the world.

Xu Wenjue stood up, lifted his Taoist robe, knelt on one knee and bowed, "Your humble servant pays respects to the Great and Virtuous Teacher."

"Please rise." Si Chen gently helped him up with both hands.

Xu Wenjue sat down and asked, "May I ask, elder brother, how does one enter the path of the Heavenly Official? Why are there so few exceptionally talented individuals throughout history? I have no intention of probing your supernatural abilities, elder brother; I am merely curious."

"This matter is quite simple. Come closer and listen to me." Si Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

Xu Wenjue possessed him to make the request.

Si Chen grabbed his neck and whispered, "Whoever asks about this will die, understand?"

Xu Wenjue trembled all over.

"Yes, Your Majesty understands!"

I hope you truly understand.

Xu Wenjue immediately sat up straight.

Si Chen then asked, "You currently only have one skill, 'Qi Refiner,' for nourishing your body and prolonging your life, isn't that right?"

Xu Wenjue knew that the main event was about to begin. "Brother, you have sharp eyes. That's right. I've never suffered since I was a child. My father brought me a 'Qi Refiner' from Longhu Mountain. He can absorb the Qi of the Nine Heavens, so I'm free from illness and disaster, all my meridians are open, I'm light and healthy, and I can prolong my life."

Si Chen clapped his hands and laughed.

"Excellent. I will now show you a way to make a living."

One is the Lord of the Clouds, who controls the power of wind, thunder, water, fire, clouds, and mist, and the power of heaven and earth.

One is the Nine Phoenixes, which have nine lives and a lifespan of three hundred years. They can bring withered trees back to life and turn misfortune into good fortune.

One of them is exceptionally strong and can summon divine protection, surpassing even my twelve heroic spirits.

Si Chen smiled and asked, "Which one do you want to learn?"