How can one cultivate immortality without learning modern knowledge?

Rou'er bounced in the air, like a ball hitting the cliff, and with a soft thud, she bounced high into the air.

Zhou Wenju was stunned.

I rely on!

Rou'er is...

This wasn't some kind of martial arts skill, nor was it a literary technique; she was just like a ball...

There's no need to save the ball; it will still bounce no matter how high it falls...

"Miss, are you really going to kill me?" Rou'er cried out.

Mo Ziyi poked her head out from the edge of the cliff: "You don't need to jump up. Go into the valley and catch me a rabbit. I want to eat it later..."

"Don't you never eat meat? Why are you eating rabbit? Rabbits are so cute..."

In just a few words, Rou'er had already jumped around in the valley several times.

"Because rabbits like to chew on the back of their tongues... oh, no, they like to chew on grass roots..." As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Ziyi flicked her finger, and a drop of dew fell from the sky, accurately hitting Rou'er, who was jumping around below. Rou'er could no longer jump around and obediently went to find the rabbit...

"Rou'er, this is a bit strange. I didn't sense any pulse cultivation aura from her, so it's clearly not a literary cultivation method either." Zhou Wenju withdrew his gaze.

The blush on Mo Ziyi's face had been blown away by the mountain breeze at some point, and she smiled gently: "She is actually a product of the Mo family's weaponry."

"The Way of Weapons?" Zhou Wenju was slightly surprised.

Mo Ziyi said, "When she was still in her mother's womb, her mother used the laws of weaponry to modify her. Therefore, although she does not have a special bloodline, she was born with special abilities, just like those with special bloodlines."

"This...this is similar to Lao Can's approach to weaponry in some ways," Zhou Wenju exclaimed.

"Yes, Lao Can's theory of weaponry is actually something that touches the hearts of everyone who is a practitioner of weaponry. It's just that some people will speak out and insist on forming their own view of weaponry at a theoretical level, while others will not speak out and will just bury themselves in exploration."

Lao Can is the former.

He insisted on fighting for his rights, so he was dismembered into eight pieces.

Rou'er's mother was the latter; she didn't speak, but only acted, and thus she was able to survive.

On this path, different methods lead to different results...

Mo Ziyi gently raised her beautiful eyes: "Actually, the Mo family has been to this forest more than just the Mo family! There was another group of visitors as well."

Zhou Wenju frowned slightly...

"Want to see?" asked Mo Ziyi.

Zhou Wenju nodded slightly.

"Go!" Mo Ziyi moved her feet and swept across Xiliang Mountain.

From the north slope to the south slope.

With a flick of her finger, the ink measuring ruler reappeared, forming the character "回" once more.

Time: Last night!

Two figures stepped through the air and landed on the treetops, looking down at Hexi Village below.

Both of them were young men; one was dressed in black monk's robes, and the other in scholar's robes.

Their movements are so exquisite that they can fly through the air.

They are all clearly at the "heart" level or above!

At least a literary or Daoist state of mind!

The black-clad cultivator landed and suddenly pulled a wolf from the void of the valley with a grabbing motion.

Upon seeing this technique, Zhou Wenju became even more certain that this person's cultivation was at least at the Dao Heart Realm, with the upper limit unknown.

The next moment, the man in black's brow lit up, as if a flower had bloomed.

confirmed!

Dao Flower Realm!

Because the flower blooming between his eyebrows signifies that his spiritual realm is the Dao Flower.

What is he going to do?

The flower entered the consciousness of the wolf in his hand.

The moment he crawled in, he sat cross-legged.

The scholar-like figure on the treetop landed behind him from thin air: "Go!"

The wolf leaped up, descended the hillside, and charged towards the west valley...

The black-clad cultivator sat cross-legged, seemingly devoid of life force.

"My soul has left my body to seize the wolf's lair!" Mo Ziyi frowned slightly. "What do you intend to do?"

Zhou Wenju's heart also skipped a beat.

He had to admit that he was not actually very familiar with the path of cultivation, at least not as familiar as Mo Ziyi.

Hearing Mo Ziyi's introduction, he was terrified.

His spirit left his body and possessed a vicious wolf.

The wolves charged into the Hexi Valley.

If this is murder, it would undoubtedly be an extremely sophisticated criminal method.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, the murderer was nothing more than a wolf.

Who would have thought that a human soul resided inside the wolf's head?

The wolf's trajectory was clearly visible as it circled the hillside and pounced on a villager.

Just as he was about to pounce.

A bullet pierced the night sky and struck the wolf squarely in the head.

The wolf is overturned!

Under the power of the Spring and Autumn Divine Ability, Zhou Wenju could clearly see a wisp of firework return to the black-robed cultivator's brow, and his eyes opened...

"Eighth Brother, I've finally experienced the power of this spear firsthand!" said the black-clad cultivator. "Its range, rate of fire, and actual lethality are all ten times greater than a level four powerful bow!"

"Excellent! Very good!" said the eighth brother. "It's time to meet him!"

The two rose into the air and vanished without a trace.

"This scholar is also at the Literary Flower realm!" Mo Ziyi said, "This is really strange. Judging from their titles, they should be from the same sect. I really can't think of any force that would have Literary Flower and Dao Flower as fellow disciples."

In the path of cultivation, the Dao Flower represents the status of a sect leader.

Wenhua is an extremely important figure in the literary world. It should be noted that the titles of Zhuangyuan, Bangyan, and Tanhua are only bestowed upon Wenhua.

It's even more unbelievable that Daoist flowers and literary flowers belong to the same school.

What a terrifying force this is!

Zhou Wenju said, "I think this will soon become clear: the 'he' they're talking about wanting to see is probably referring to me!"

Mo Ziyi suddenly raised her eyes: "Are you sure?"

"It's basically confirmed!" Zhou Wenju said. "They were simply testing the firearms' power, and now that they've personally verified it, they're quite satisfied. The next step, naturally, is to talk to me!"

If this is the first informal meeting between the representatives of the two sides.

Zhou Wenju admitted that the meeting was quite pleasant.

Because the other person is very handsome!

With their skills at the Wenhua and Daohua levels, obtaining a gun would be easy. They could simply kill a patrolman, seize the gun from him, and test it however they wanted.

Isn't that exactly what the Mohists did?

But they didn't do that.

Their testing methods were absolutely mind-blowing.

The spirit possessed a wolf, making that wolf face the bullets.

Experience the power of a bullet in this way.

Not only does it not harm anyone, it also doesn't expose itself.

An extremely sophisticated and mysterious detection method.

"So, we go back? And wait for them to come to us?" Mo Ziyi said.

"Let's pick up Rou'er and go back."

"Don't worry about her!" Mo Ziyi said, "She'll come back on her own once she finds the rabbit..."

With a gentle twitch of his hand, the ink-measuring ruler transformed into a small green boat, which soared into the air and returned to the side of the East River in Qishan County.

At this moment, the sun was setting.

In Qishan County, firecrackers are already going off.

Amidst the lights of countless homes, the sound of firecrackers echoes.

These firecrackers are actually made of real bamboo, not the gunpowder-based firecrackers of modern society. However, the crackling sound still creates a festive atmosphere.

Mo Ziyi carried Zhou Wenju and landed inside the courtyard wall. Her gaze fell on the East River outside, watching the flickering lights and listening to the crackling sounds. She chuckled softly, "These firecrackers are the people celebrating that every household has land and every family has surplus wealth, right?"

"Yes, ordinary people are actually very easy to satisfy. With a few acres of poor land and a few taels of silver, they can turn an ordinary day into a New Year."

"In the eyes of the people of Qishan, you, Zhou father and son, have probably become living Buddhas to all," Mo Ziyi said. "Are you truly prepared to bear the consequences of this karma?"

"Are you referring to the turmoil in the capital?"

"Of course! The two vice ministers may not be on your mind, but you need to understand that they have never been alone. As far as I know, the Crown Prince stands behind them."

"You overestimate me again. What ability do I have to not take the Vice Minister seriously?" Zhou Wenju chuckled lightly. "I'm just using his power as a cover."

"A fox borrowing the tiger's power? Who's the tiger behind you?"

"Since His Highness the Crown Prince is their trump card, then the tiger behind me can only be one person!"

"Your Majesty!" Mo Ziyi's face was ashen. "You bet he can't give up...the gun?"

"Your Mohist school of thought advocates stopping war and non-aggression. In terms of the dynasty's military affairs, it is second only to the Military School among the eighteen sage schools. In your opinion, can it really be abandoned?"

"No..." Mo Ziyi paused for a moment before adding, "If I were him, I couldn't!"

"I guessed so!" Zhou Wenju laughed.

"However, I must remind you of something!" Mo Ziyi said, "Never gamble on the fact that someone in a high position will have favors! When you are of use to him, he may abandon all principles to serve you, but when you are no longer of use, he will definitely abandon you, just like the current Vice Minister!"

She's quite perceptive about this!

Actually, Zhou Wenju was more insightful.

How could he possibly gamble on an emperor showing compassion?

Being an emperor is a profession that is not suited to human relationships... if we consider the throne as a profession.

Otherwise, why would there be a saying that "the imperial family has always been ruthless"?

Mo Ziyi saw it clearly.

Today, the two vice ministers have suffered a setback. His Majesty, considering the gun, may grant the Zhou family's request.

But when the Zhou father and son are no longer of any use, he will abandon them, just as he abandoned the Vice Minister today.

Zhou Wenju knew that this was still a bit conservative.

When he has no further use, how could the emperor simply abandon him?

Because he is quite different from the Vice Minister.

The Vice Minister posed no threat to the dynasty's rule.

As the creator of divine artifacts, he inherently possesses a dangerous element...

How could it be something to be discarded?

In modern society, hazardous materials are handled by burying or incinerating them, not by simply discarding them...

"They're here!" Zhou Wenju looked up.

Mo Ziyi turned around abruptly, following his gaze: "It's them!"

they!

These are the two people I just saw in the "Looking Back on the Spring and Autumn Annals" created by Dianmo Liangtianchi.

One is a literary beauty, the other a Taoist beauty.

"You greet the guests, I'll avoid you!" Mo Ziyi smiled gently and turned around.

"You don't need to avoid it!"

"We still have to maintain appearances. Anyway, I can still hear what you're saying..." Mo Ziyi smiled sweetly, turned around and went into the guest room.

At the courtyard gate, the maid Hong'er opened it: "You two, is there something you need?"

"We request an audience with your esteemed young master. May we ask if he may grant us an audience?" asked the scholar in white on the left.

Hong'er turned her gaze to Zhou Wenju.

Zhou Wenju nodded slightly.

Hong'er opened the courtyard gate, and two figures, one in black and one in white, strolled in.

Zhou Wenju stepped down from the red pavilion, smiled, and cupped his hands in greeting: "Where have you two come from?"

"The capital city!"

"So you're a distinguished guest from the capital!" Zhou Wenju said. "Please come into the pavilion and have a cup of tea."

The two stepped onto the red pavilion and accepted the tea that Hong'er handed them.

sit down.

Zhou Wenju waved his hand gently, and Hong'er left the Red Pavilion.

Both of them raised their hands at the same time.

Each of them held a silver token in their palm.

The front of the token bears three large characters: Dingchao Si.

On the back, the person in white is depicted with the character "忠" (loyalty), and below it is the number "八" (eight).

The man in black is the Chinese character for "faith" with the number "thirteen" below it.

"Young Master Zhou, we are both from the Dingchao Division. You may call me Zhongba and him Xinshisan," Zhongba said.

Zhou Wenju bowed: "Greetings to the two officials of the Dingchao Division!"

"Young Master Zhou, there's no need for such formalities!" Zhongba said. "How about we sit down, have some tea, and chat?"

"Please, gentlemen!" Zhou Wen performed a scholar's respectful bow.

The two sat down at the same time.

Zhou Wenju also sat down.

Zhongba picked up his teacup: "Young Master Zhou, half a month ago, in the Golden Hall, two Vice Ministers reported that their entire family had been robbed in their hometown of Qishan County. Your father also sent a memorial. His Majesty ordered the Dingchao Division to go to Qishan to investigate. My brother and I entered Qishan ten days ago to carry out the mission."

"I see!" Zhou Wenju said, "I wonder if your investigation went smoothly?"

"I hear the villagers' laughter every day and the sound of firecrackers every night. This investigation in Qishan has been both smooth and successful!" Chung-hachi replied.

A surge of emotions swept through Zhou Wenju's heart...

He asked "Was it smooth?", he was asking about the process.

Chung-hachi's answer, "Both favorable and advantageous," seems to be... an emotion!

Zhou Wenju gently lifted the teacup, his gaze sweeping over its rim: "Does Lord Zhong mean to approve of Qishan's decision?"

This question was asked casually.

But the result was extremely serious.

The two people in front of me are investigators sent by His Majesty.

Their attitude will directly determine the final outcome of this matter.

Zhongba's answer was quite optimistic, but Zhou Wenju didn't want to guess; he wanted a more direct answer.

Chungpachi slowly shook his head...

With that shake of the head, Zhou Wenju's heart pounded wildly...

Zhongba spoke up: "Thirteenth Brother and I are just doing our job, how dare we say whether we acknowledge it or not? Actually, it's not important... Apart from the two of us, whether others acknowledge it or not is just a passing buzz, nothing to worry about."

"Two people? May I ask who they are?"

Chung-hachi smiled gently: "First, for the people; second, for the ruler!"

Only two people have the right to approve or disapprove.

These two...

One is the people.

The other one is Jun.

The opinions of others are nothing more than flies passing by; there's no need to pay them any mind.

These are Chungpachi's original words.

What Zhou Wenju heard was full of meaning.

This was a veiled message to him: you don't need to care about the two vice ministers, or even the crown prince's attitude; their opinions are nothing but "flying mosquitoes in your ear"!

Zhou Wenju felt relieved: "The will of the people, I'm sure the two of you have already seen it."

"Of course!"

"Then..." Zhou Wenju paused slightly, "And the other one?"

Chungpachi sighed softly, "Your Majesty... has both joy and sorrow!"

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