Mythology Returns! Starting with Folklore and Strange Tales

Chapter 142 The Heart Fire Clears the Field, Hidden Mysteries Abound

The heart, kidneys, and dantian (CV6) are the three organs.

Spirit, essence, and energy are the three treasures.

When condensed into one place, it becomes the Samadhi True Fire, which is famous in the mythology of the Yellow Emperor!

The Monkey King, who was revered by everyone in later generations, stumbled more than once because of this strange fire.

Despite his strength, Zhang Wei has only obtained the inner fire, and has only acquired one-third of the puzzle piece.

However, on the other hand, even if Zhang Wei were given the complete version of Samadhi True Fire, he might not be able to wield it, and even if he could, he wouldn't be able to afford to maintain it.

After all, this spell is fundamentally about essence, energy, and spirit, and Zhang Wei's essence, energy, and spirit are currently mostly used to nourish several spells and techniques.

Among them, Jiu Niu Er Hu and Jiao Yang Si Huo were veritable gluttons. If he hadn't consciously reserved a portion for his own cultivation and shared it with other techniques, these two hungry creatures alone would have been enough to devour all his income.

Of course, the more you eat, the more dry food you'll have.

The reason why the True Fire Talisman was able to exert such a strong effect was due to two factors: firstly, its quantity, and secondly, the intense heat of the blazing sun.

Not to mention that during the enlightenment stage, while others were working on their acupoints one by one, Zhang Wei was able to activate all the acupoints in his body at the same time, which was an advantage of this technique.

However, the price... is the suppression of one's cultivation level.

After a year of training under his prospective master on the mountain, and a period of gluttony before that, most people would have reached the Earthly Branches level or tried to break through the Heavenly Stems threshold long ago. Only Zhang Wei still has 369 acupoints (365 + 7 acupoints exquisite heart) all over his body.

It has barely broken through two hundred, and there is still almost half left.

However slow it may be, if one's cultivation level is insufficient, one can make up for it with combat strength.

Zhang Wei didn't know what level Xiong, the governor, would be in the secular world, but a provincial governor of the Great Jin Dynasty must be a member of the Earthly Branches or a newly initiated Heavenly Stem, right?

As he pondered, Zhang Wei felt some of his inexplicable emotions subsiding.

Instead, a turbulent yet calming warmth slowly rose in my chest and heart.

With the pumping of the seven-aperture exquisite heart, it flows from the heart orifices throughout the whole body, and then returns to the heart with some scattered emotions to provide fuel for the vigorous burning of the newborn flame.

Of course, the burning fire in Zhang Wei's heart is not his emotions, nor will it turn him into a rational being devoid of self-feelings.

The fire of the heart feeds on a person's scattered and improper emotions.

Just like when you see a stunningly beautiful woman on the street, admiring and watching her is an emotion, but thinking about the name of your child with her, or even some unspeakable play, is also an emotion.

The latter is the kindling that fuels the fire in one's heart.

Or perhaps it's the hesitation of not being able to make a decision, the inexplicable fear of the unknown, the random thoughts before falling asleep at night, and so on.

The inner fire feeds on his chaotic emotions. After eliminating these complicated thoughts, a person will not be affected in any way; on the contrary, his thinking will become purer.

In professional terms, this means that the mind has been subdued and the will has been controlled ahead of schedule.

He slightly channeled his magic power to draw out a wisp of fire from his heart and casually flicked it away.

The land, which had already been scorched by fire, was now ablaze again, with each flame fueled by the remains of the pig soldiers, forming a vast sea of ​​fire that stretched for miles.

Among them, the flames on the corpses burned for only a few breaths before gradually dying down. Only the flames on the pig soldiers ravaged by the "Heart-Drilling Brain-Eating" continued to burn brighter. Their flesh and blood were not burned, but their screams were rapidly diminishing, and their pained eyes gradually became dull and lifeless...

If you were to examine them closely now, you would find that although the flesh and blood of these pig soldiers are still intact, their souls have already dissipated, leaving only empty shells in place.

This is only the fire in one's heart.

If the three elements of Samadhi are gathered together, the soul, flesh, and magical energy will be ignited simultaneously, resulting in the destruction of both body and spirit. No wonder even Sun Wukong was burned and forced to flee in a sorry state.

The last wisp of flame that had been scattered was brought back.

Looking at the charred battlefield, Zhang Wei's face showed a thoughtful expression.

With the Northern River Admiral dead, one should theoretically have no trouble getting to the Later Jin capital before receiving any feedback.

But now there is a problem.

"Mahakala, the guardian deity of secret teachings?"

The Four-Armed Mahakala refers to the retinue of Chakrasamvara, who protects all the activities of the Chakrasamvara deity. His full name is "Auspicious Protector Four-Armed Mahakala".

Its outward appearance is generally black and blue, with one face and four arms, three wide-open red eyes, hair like fire rising upwards, beard and eyebrows like blazing flames, wearing a crown of five skulls, with half a vajra and snake ornaments, a necklace of fresh blood human heads, and snake and bone ornaments to adorn its body, and it appears wearing a tiger skin skirt.

The power to encompass the body, speech, mind, merits, activities, and wisdom of all Buddhas is the power of the sleeve!

Reflecting on the terms that had just appeared on the subtitles, Zhang Wei's emotions stirred slightly: "Wasn't it said that there were no gods after the Song and Yuan dynasties?"

But if even my own prospective master can project a wisp of his incarnation down, there's no reason why others can't.

Therefore, the root cause of the distortion of all people in the Later Jin Dynasty during the Dingxu period lies in this.

But if you want to sneak into the mortal world, do you really think that the Spirit Mountain, the Heavenly Court, and the Underworld won't care about such a big commotion?

Upon further reflection, Zhang Wei realized that his decision to launch a surprise attack on the Imperial City had been met with no response from his prospective master, who instead seemed to tacitly approve. Zhang Wei had initially thought the old man was simply indulging his junior's mischief, but now it seemed that his arrival was also on a mission, with teaching him being a mere byproduct.

A fire burned away all the complicated thoughts in my heart.

After taking another look at the battlefield where there were no live pigs, Zhang Wei directly steered the Blood Fiend towards the east.

Instead of letting your imagination run wild, it's better to wait until you step into the palace, and everything will become clear!

at the same time.

The mundane world.

Looking at the blurry images transmitted via the intranet, Chu Xiong, who had been summoned back to the director's office, chuckled: "Those people in Beihuai are surprisingly efficient, aren't they? We haven't even received any news yet, but they've already seen the people!"

"There are no outsiders here, who are you showing off to!"

Seeing Chu Xiong's grinning face, the bureau chief, who had only intended to get him to find someone, felt a surge of anger: "Could you at least look at the title of this document before you speak? While it's true that a deputy's requirement is simply to be able to fight, that's just the official line of communication. Look at Lao Xu and Lao Meng, none of them treat lies like the truth like you do!"

Chu Xiong's expression turned serious: "I call this great wisdom appearing as foolishness. Although the lifespan of a Yin God is three hundred years, I can't always be frowning and scheming every day, can I?"

"Why bother with all that? Praise what's right, and criticize what's wrong. When the Three Realms first descended, we had no choice but to feign compliance. So many years have passed, why bother pretending anymore?"

"But your words are a reminder. If everything's alright on your end, then I'll go in. Keep an eye on him so we don't run into those old bastards from the Later Jin and get hurt!"

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