Asking about longevity

"Master Gu, how did you tell?"

Master Gu picked up the stone scraps, looked at them carefully for a moment, and nodded, "This gravel is half new and half old, with staleness, and these chisel marks - the mining picks used for mining repairs near Gushan, etc. I've been through the refinery of spiritual weapons, and I'm very familiar with it. A normal mining pick will never leave such a mark when chiseled into a stone."

"This kind of trace is left by the spiritual weapon used in tomb robbing."

Master Gu recalled for a moment, and then said: "In the past, when I was learning to make weapons, I met a few colleagues with whom I had good friendships. When we were drinking and chatting, I heard them tell some secrets, and then I learned that they were robbing tombs for me. Thief, he has refined a tomb robbing weapon."

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Mo Hua looked a little strange, "Won't Dao Tingsi cause trouble for them?"

Master Gu smiled bitterly, "There is no way, this is a waste of money. Some weapon refiners live in a very tight life. If they don't make some extra money and earn some spiritual stones, they will not be able to improve their cultivation, and it will be difficult for them to improve their skills in weapon refinement."

"Generally speaking, Daotingsi doesn't bother to investigate this kind of thing. Unless there's a big mess, they won't trace the source to the weapon refiner."

"Besides, sometimes there is nothing you can do. Tomb robbers are ruthless desperadoes. They have targeted you and asked you to refine weapons. If you do it, you might be able to live in peace. If they don't tell you, you won't Said, no one has found out about you."

"If you don't do it, they will try their best to threaten you, find excuses for you, and even threaten your family, relatives and fellow Taoists."

"It's better to do less than to do more. Besides, there is also a spirit stone to be obtained. Even an ordinary weapon refiner can't refuse——"

Mo Hua nodded, expressing understanding.

Although it is said that one has to distinguish between right and wrong in life, people still have to live.

Since you have to live, there are too many things you can't control, and you can't be too harsh.

He himself was "coerced" by Lu Chengyun into refining the Corpse King for him.

Master Gu glanced at Mo Hua and saw that he was considerate. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"A few of my colleagues couldn't help themselves. Later, when they were drinking, they spilled the beans. After questioning, I finally understood some of the secrets behind this."

He pointed to the marks on the ground and said, "The ax chisel mark has an ancient and ingenious shape, like a crane's beak or a crescent moon. Others may not be able to see it, but in the eyes of an interested person, they can tell at a glance that it is a spiritual weapon used for tomb robbing."

Mo Hua nodded, pondering in his heart.

"Tomb robbing——"

As far as he knew, there were funeral customs in Xiujie, and there were many types of them.

There are water burials, cremations, wood burials and earth burials.

Except for wild places and remote states with different customs, most monks will still choose to be buried in the ground after death.

There are many methods of burial.

Mo Hua remembered that a long time ago, when he was still in Nanyue City, his master told him about some monks' funerals and the formation theory of Yin Zhai and Yang Zhai.

In the Taixu Sect, he had a junior brother named Xie Ling, who came from Genzhou.

Genzhou is mountainous, with extraordinary mountains and dragon-like ridges. It gathers the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon, and also hides many ancient tombs.

The Xie family, who was born in Xie Ling, seems to be one of the big families in Genzhou. The family passed down the art of Kanyu, discerning the energy of mountains and rivers, determining life and death in tombs, and passing down the secret array of Yin and Yang Feng Shui.

Pay attention to distinguishing qi, escaping from mountains, fixing tombs, and suppressing evil spirits. Distinguish the qi of heaven and earth, use mountains and rivers to escape, observe Feng Shui, determine tombs, prevent corpses from transforming, exorcise ghosts and worship————

But the doorway here is very deep.

Although Mo Hua's twenty-year experience from childhood to adulthood was "colorful", he came into contact with very few tombs and didn't know much about monks' funerals.

Tongxian City is very poor and there are basically no big tombs.

"Do monks have to be buried after they die?" Mo Hua asked Master Gu.

Master Gu is a golden elixir from the Gu family. When he was young, in order to learn to refine weapons, he traveled around, suffered a lot, and saw a lot of the world. He should know more than himself.

Master Gu said: "Generally speaking, this is the case. Human beings live between heaven and earth. When they are alive, they stand upright with the sky and the earth. After death, they rest in the earth."

"But if you are poor and live alone, then it doesn't matter: while you are alive, you have no place to stand.

How can there be any earth to cover one's body after death? "

"It doesn't matter if you have no heirs: no children, no heirs, no one to set up a grave; no incense and no fire, no one to go to the grave. Once dead, a hundred."

"Those who die accidentally, are buried in the wilderness, and buried in the belly of demons, naturally they don't have this respect."

"Of course, most of these are casual cultivators. Family cultivators are different."

"Once you have a family, even if it's just a small family, there will be an ancestral hall and ancestral tombs, so you will naturally pay more attention to funerals."

"The bigger the family, the more important the funeral and the stricter the rules. Many family monks are proud to be able to enter the family's ancestral tomb after death."

"And when it comes to the aristocratic family level, after the death of some high-level monks, they will be strictly required by the Taoist court and forced to be buried."

"Forced burial?" Mo Hua didn't quite understand, "Does Daoting even care about burying people after death?"

"Normally, they won't care about it. Only high-level monks from aristocratic families will care about it."

"What counts as high level? Golden elixir?"

Master Gu shook his head, "It depends on the state boundaries. Generally, in small states, if the golden elixir is capped, the funeral of the golden elixir will have to be taken care of. But in some large states and big families, only monks above the Ascension realm will die, and Daoting will Only then will they care about their funeral matters.”

Mo Hua was a little confused, "Why does Daoting care about this?"

Master Gu pondered for a moment and said slowly, "It is said that - it is to revive the spiritual energy in the world."

"Revival of spiritual energy?" Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.

"Yes." Master Gu pointed to the sky, "It is said that in ancient times, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was very strong. Ancient monks did not need spiritual stones at all to practice. They only needed to find a mountain, meditate, and breathe out a few Around the sky, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth will flow into the meridians and settle into the sea of ​​qi.”

"Nowadays, time has passed, mountains and rivers have changed, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has become extremely thin. Monks have to rely on the spiritual stones dug in the spiritual mines to practice."

"But spiritual stones are different from spiritual energy."

"Reiki is a gift from heaven and earth to all things, but spiritual stones will become the private property of monks."

"The spiritual energy roams in the sky and fills the earth, treating all living beings equally."

"But since spiritual stones are regarded as 'property', they will only gather from the bottom up and eventually be concentrated in the hands of a few people."

"And the mining of spiritual stones itself is a waste of time. If things continue like this, it will be difficult to continue."

"So more than 10,000 years ago, a certain ancestor of the Taoist court made a rule: powerful monks in the world, especially those who have become immortal cultivators, must be dismembered after death."

Mo Hua's pupils trembled, "Dismemberment?"

A picture of a deputy's dismembered body and tragic death appeared in Mo Hua's mind.

Seeing this, Master Gu knew that Mo Hua was thinking wrongly, and quickly explained: "It's not the corpse dissection in the literal sense. The so-called 'corpse corpse dissection' is not the physical corpse dissection, but the spiritual corpse dissection."

"Spiritual corpse dissolution?"

"That's right," Master Gu said, "through a certain formation, the majestic spiritual power cultivated by these monks during their lifetime is broken down again, turned into pure spiritual energy, and dispersed in the world."

Master Gu's voice was solemn.

"Practice while alive to gather spiritual energy into oneself; after death, the corpse is dismembered and the spiritual energy is returned to the world -" Mo Hua murmured, feeling shocked.

I just feel that this Taoist ancestor who stipulates that monks who have reached enlightenment and above will be "dismembered" after death, may not only have great cultivation and great power, but also have a shocking vision and ambition.

only·-·.

Mo Hua frowned and said, "It's impossible for the noble family to agree, right?"

"This is natural," Master Gu nodded, "A monk is a cultivator, and what he relies on is his cultivation. This cultivation is hard-earned during his lifetime. Even if he dies, how can he be willing to scatter it to heaven and earth?"

"It is said that at that time, Daoting promoted the 'dissection of corpses', which aroused public anger and caused chaos among the families."

"But Daoting still insisted on going his own way, and even sent out the Dragon Imperial Army to march across the world to suppress the Nine Provinces clans, and forcibly promoted the 'Corpse Dissection Method' with irreversible will."

"During those days, wars broke out everywhere and disputes continued. Even some big fifth-rank families were annihilated by the Taoist court because they refused to dispose of their bodies.

"This twists and turns lasted for nearly a thousand years before gradually subsided."

"The aristocratic family has acquiesced to this rule, and autopsy has become a common practice."

Mo Hua heard it a little thrilling.

Although this period of history of the world of cultivation sounds like only a few words, it contains the rules of heaven, the game of powerful people, the laws of the Taoist court, and the quarrels of aristocratic families. During this period, there were countless open fights to the death, changes in power, and the deaths and injuries of monks. It is really magnificent. ·——·

"But - is autopsy really useful?" Mo Hua asked, "Isn't the spiritual energy still thin in the world now?"

Master Gu smiled bitterly, "This involves a game above the level of immortalization. As a mere golden elixir, I don't know. But it should be somewhat better - it's just thin now, but if there are no monks who can disintegrate corpses after death, It's still alive in heaven and earth, maybe even this 'thin' spiritual energy is gone."

Master Gu sighed and said sadly: "When that day comes, there will be no trace of spiritual energy in the world, and even the spiritual stones will be useless."

"Without spiritual energy, some naturally occurring spiritual beings from heaven and earth will become completely extinct."

"The so-called Cave Heaven Blessed Land and the Immortal Family's Spiritual Mountain will lose their spirituality and become ordinary earth, stone and mud buildings."

"The spiritual mines will also shrink, and the spiritual stones will become further scarce."

"For low-level monks, it will be more and more difficult for them to live their lives through cultivation."

“When that time comes, I really don’t know what will happen——

Master Gu was a little worried.

Mo Hua also frowned, his mood fluctuating for a moment.

After a moment, he glanced at Master Gu and said in admiration: "Master Gu, you know so much."

After Master Gu confirmed it, he said to himself: "Young Master, you are too praised. I am not the one who said this."

"Not you?"

“When I was studying abroad, I met an old storyteller and while chatting, he told me this.

"An old storyteller? Is he highly cultivated?" Mo Hua was curious.

Master Gu shook his head, "I was just building the foundation at that time, so how could I tell? But even if this old senior doesn't have that high level of cultivation, his vision alone is enough to make people awe-inspiring."

"Indeed." Mo Hua nodded.

Tombs of aristocratic families, corpses transformed into corpses, spiritual energy revived————

This is definitely not a secret that ordinary monks can dabble in.

"The old storyteller——"

Mo Hua thought about it for a moment, then remembered something and asked:

"Master Gu, if a high-level monk does not dissect his body or scatter his spirit, but just buries him directly in the tomb, what will happen?"

Master Gu frowned, "This——————I won't hide it from you, young master. I have only heard a little about this kind of thing, so I may not take it seriously."

"I understand, tell me." Mo Hua said.

Master Gu whispered: "It is said that if high-level monks are not dismembered but retain their spiritual power and are buried in the cemetery, they may undergo mutagenesis."

"Mutation?" Mo Hua raised his eyebrows.

"Well," Master Gu said, "Zombie transformation or ghost transformation————."

"If there is a fierce evil spirit, it will turn into a bronze corpse or a flying corpse. If the resentment persists, it may turn into a red-clothed 'fierce ghost'." "

"Moreover, the tomb is a ghost house, filled with the aura of death. The corpses and ghosts in the tomb are completely different from the corpse cultivators and ghost cultivators of the general demonic path. They are much more ferocious and terrifying——"

Mo Hua felt awe-inspiring.

"Of course, these are what I heard, young master, you don't need to take them seriously." Master Gu emphasized again.

"Yeah." Mo Hua kept all this in mind and nodded.

Master Gu's words contain many secrets that he didn't know before, so he must keep them in mind.

Have a good digestion.

Cultivation knowledge may sometimes be more important than cultivation level.

Mo Hua pondered for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that it was getting late.

He turned his head again, looked at the stone chips and chisel marks in front of him, and asked, "Are there any tombs here in Gushan?"

"This is the strange place," Master Gu frowned, "This is a mine. There are so many mines. I don't know how many times they have been mined. Who would bury their tombs here? These tomb robbers are either stupid or they really have ideas." ————”

"Do they have other purposes? The tomb robbery is just a cover?" Mo Hua guessed.

"It's possible——" Master Gu nodded in agreement.

Mo Hua touched his chin and said, "Look for any other clues as to what these tomb robbers want to do."

Master Gu hesitated.

This was Gushan City's business, and he didn't want to bother Mo Hua.

The young master is a person who does "big things", so there is no need to waste time here.

What's more, most of the tomb robbers were greedy and vicious, so he didn't dare to put Mo Hua in danger.

But in the blink of an eye, Mo Hua was already rummaging around for clues.

Master Gu sighed in his heart.

With the young master's current status, he can do whatever he wants, and he has no right to stop him.

Master Gu could only follow Mo Hua within ten feet, protecting Mo Hua while searching for traces of tomb robbers near the mine.

He was actually curious about the purpose of this group of tomb robbers.

There was even some vigilance in my heart.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. In the usually peaceful mine, there are actually outside thieves robbing the tomb. There must be something weird in this...

After that, the two of them searched the area, but there were very few traces outside the mine. The mine was very deep and extended in all directions, so there were no other clues.

Master Gu glanced at the sky and said, "Young Master, please go back first."

Mo Hua could only nod.

The matter of tomb robbers is just a strange thing, so we shouldn't waste too much time.

The top priority is Gushan, especially the Shen family's affairs.

But having said that, it’s not good to just do nothing.

Mo Hua thought for a while and then said: "Let's go to Gushan Daotingsi and talk to them."

By the way, he also happened to go to meet Fan Jin, Diansi of Gushan City.

"Okay." Master Gu nodded.

So the two of them left Gushan, entered the city, and walked along Qingshi Street to Gushan Daotingsi located in the north of the city.

Gushan Daotingsi is quite a big place, but it is very dilapidated and old.

At first glance, it seems that it was once spacious, but now it is dilapidated.

There are not many people in the Daoting Division.

Gushan City was in a state of decline, the monks had no way to make a living, even the Taoist priests were poor, and the Qingshui Yamen could not support so many idle people.

Entering the Daoting Division, there was an executive guarding the door. The executive was listless and looked impatient. It wasn't until he saw Master Gu who was in the Golden Core realm that he immediately stood up and said with a smile:

"Master Gu, why are you free to come here today?"

In recent years, the business of the Gu family's weapon refining shop has suddenly improved, and they have made more spiritual stones. They have also made a lot of money to pay the spiritual tax to the Daoting Division.

If not for this, the life of these young executive officers would be extremely difficult.

"Food, clothing and parents" cannot be properly provided for, so the executive is particularly polite to Master Gu.

Master Gu asked: "Is Fan Diansi here?"

"Yes, yes." The chief executive nodded.

"Excuse me, please let me know. I'll invite him to drink tea and talk about something."

"Wait a moment, I'll go make a report."

After the chief executive finished speaking, he quickly ran into the inner hall.

The Dian Si's room in the inner hall.

Fan Jin slumped in his chair, looking depressed and in a very bad mood.

The chief executive came in from outside with hurried steps, which made Fan Jin even more upset.

When the chief executive came in, before he could say anything, Fan Jin couldn't help but cursed:

"Didn't I tell you? Don't bother me today! Damn it, this is a place where birds don't shit.

It didn’t stop for a moment...

The chief executive was used to being scolded and stuttered a little: "No, it's——"

"What is it?"

"It's Master Gu."

"Master Gu?" Fan Jin frowned, "What is he here for?"

"Master Gu said that I would like to invite you to drink tea and chat." The executive said in a low voice.

Fan Jin rubbed his forehead and said impatiently: "Just say another day - I'm in a bad mood today."

"Yes," the chief executive said, "I will reply to him right away and tell him that you are in a bad mood and ask him to come back another day."

Fan Jin's forehead jumped, and he became even more angry. He gritted his teeth and said: "Are you a pig-brained person? Can you reply to someone like this? I have told you so many times, why can't you remember it? What are you going to say? I am 'busy with work' and 'ask' him to come back another day."

Fan Jin was a little desperate.

It is said that if the earth is spiritual, people will be outstanding, but if the earth is not spiritual, people will not be outstanding.

Gushan City is a poor place with poor mountains and rivers. It recruits a few executives, but their minds are not bright and their words are not tactful. "Oh, okay————"·

The executive wrote the words "busy business" and "come back another day" and walked out the door.

"Wait a minute," Fan Jin frowned and asked, "Master Gu is here alone?"

"No," said the executive, "he also brought a follower with him."

"Follower?" Fan Jin frowned and waved his hand, a little disappointed, "Forget it."

The chief executive walked out the door again.

After taking a few steps, Fan Jin's heart skipped a beat and he felt a little uneasy. He called out to him again: "Stop!"

Fan Jin asked: "What does this 'follower' look like?" "

The chief executive thought for a moment and described it: "...—fair and clean, not tall, and very handsome in appearance."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Jin, who was slumped in the chair, immediately jumped up like a carp.

"I'm really going to be tricked to death by you sooner or later." Fan Jin was very angry.

Just a little bit, just a little bit·——

"Quick, go and invite people in!" Fan Jin ordered.

The executive was confused and said "yes". Just as he was about to turn around, he was stopped by Fan Jin again.

"Forget it——" Fan Jin muttered, "No need to invite me, I'll go there myself!"

"Are you going in person?" The executive was stunned.

"Well, Fan Jin took out a mirror from somewhere.

He looked in the mirror, straightened his clothes, straightened his hair, and then put on a bright smile in an instant.

The chief executive on the side looked at him as if he had seen a ghost, and walked out of the inner hall.

After leaving the inner hall and coming to the front yard, Fan Jin's eyes sparkled and the smile on his face became brighter when he saw the ink paintings across the distance.

"Master Gu! Mr. Mo! I'm sorry for missing you from afar. I'm angry and sorry!"

Fan Jin was extremely enthusiastic.

Fortunately, times have turned around, and the "great nobleman" has finally arrived!