Journey to the West: Confucian Supreme

Chapter 32: Taoist Seeds

In the world that only Bai Ziyun could see, a little starlight debris floated to the many students who answered questions.

Starlight debris turned into small points of light, as if floating at random.

If you look closely, you will find that every student has a small point of light flying in, one is not much, one is not less.

The small light dot automatically flew to the foreheads of the students, and immediately integrated into it as soon as it touched, without the students noticing.

Bai Ziyun nodded secretly, these small points of light were the literary cultivation system separated by the treasure book.

If the student has indeed learned people, and the talent can awaken the small point of light, then the student will be officially led to the path of literary cultivation and possess the magical power of poetry practice.

If he can’t wake up the little light point, it is just a mediocre life, and the little light point will automatically return to the treasure book body after he dies.

Students who can awaken small points of light will be immediately sensed by the treasure book, so that they can be recorded and officially become a part of the cultural cultivation!

In the future, these young students will become a steady stream of fresh blood in the cultural cultivation system!

This way of preaching can be based on the power of the imperial examination and the Temple of Literature, and once developed, it is not known how much higher than the two Buddhist and Taoist families.

As the points of light integrated into the students’ bodies, the treasure book in Bai Ziyun’s spiritual world also flashed with brilliance.

There is no change in the body of the treasure book, but the breath seems to be more broad, and there is a sense of inclusiveness.

Bai Ziyun knew that with the strength of the Dao system, the treasure book would inevitably change with it.

This change in breath is because it accommodates too many readers.

The so-called treasure of suppressing qi luck is by no means a false name, this kind of treasure has departed from the concept of ordinary treasure.

It will not even be completely used by a certain person, but more will serve the vast majority of cultivators in the Daoist system~.

Bai Ziyun, as Wen Zu, was able to fully control it when he brought the treasure book to this world, and when this treasure book really took shape in the later period.

Even if it is Bai Ziyun, it is not easy to use it casually.

Just as it was impossible to imagine that the emperor would use his entire army at will, it was a move to shake the foundation.

Even if he couldn’t use it, just to be able to use troops for a while, Bai Ziyun had to raise troops for a thousand days.

For example, now, Bai Ziyun found that since the students were connected to the Daoist seed, there was a trace of the power of luck connected with the treasure book.

The treasure book does not swallow this power of luck, but constantly swallows and nourishes it, making it more powerful.

In this process, the luck of the Wen Xiu Dao system naturally began to germinate and grow.

And the most direct manifestation is that Baoshu absorbed most of the power of qi luck, but Bai Ziyun only got a little.

It was like a treasure book leaking out of his fingers, and Bai Ziyun suddenly didn’t know who the real owner was.

“It’s a luck-devouring monster.”

Bai Ziyun muttered, but if he was asked to give up this monster, it would really be impossible.

In silence, the first step in the spread of the monastic system to the world was taken, and no one knows what this means.

At this point, Bai Ziyun has also completed his mission.

Waving their hands to signal the end of the gift, the students bowed their heads and gave another salute, and they rushed out again.

Start entering the examination room.

Bai Ziyun raised his head and looked at the empty table of the Temple of Literature.

He said to the official of the Temple of Literature next to him: “I heard that Buddhism has Buddhas, and Taoism has Taoist ancestors, why doesn’t my Temple of Literature have an old ancestor sitting in town?” ”

The subordinate officials next to him were stunned to hear it, where is the truth, no one has ever heard of Wen Zuyi.

Seeing the expression of the subordinate official, Bai Ziyun smiled slightly and said, “Take the pen and ink.” ”

The subordinate looked puzzled, but he still obeyed the order and brought pen and ink, and carefully laid out the paper and polished the thick ink. 、

Bai Ziyun walked to the table, looked at the white and soft ~ soft rice paper, lifted a large pen, and dipped it in thick ink.

Write down a big word with a stroke of your pen.

Wen.

Just one word, there is nothing superfluous, perhaps because this word is too big, making people look at a glance and have a special sense of power.

Bai Ziyun looked at this word and nodded with satisfaction.

Turning his head, he instructed his subordinates to remove the picture of the ancient saint that was published on the wall and replace it with the words he had just written.

The subordinate officials looked confused, it is said that this is the Temple of Literature, and the portraits of ancient saints should be enshrined, I don’t know if it is true or false, but it must always be enshrined.

And Bai Ziyun’s approach was obviously out of line, but after thinking about it, the subordinate did not care about this.

No matter how powerful the ancient saints are, they are also in the past, and the boss in front of them can be in charge of the misfortune in front of them.

Bai Ziyun squinted and watched as the ancient sage diagram was taken down and replaced with the big characters he had just written.

In fact, Bai Ziyun had long discovered that some things that were often visited by people often had incredible power.

For example, Guanyin and Sanqing Golden Body, which are all over the world, make their images into clay sculptures and gold bodies for people from all over the world to worship.

These great powers have long been free between heaven and earth, not caring about the opinion of the world. 、

The reason for this is to collect the power of merit.

And Bai Ziyun put this word here, and also has this intention.

In the future, when students visited the shrine, they subconsciously took this painting as the object in their hearts.

In this way, Bai Ziyun, as the symbol of this picture, the body of Wen Zu can naturally receive the power of faith and merit.

“It’s still the predecessors who are powerful, and the methods of squeezing faith are really varied.”

Bai Ziyun sighed that the methods of the gods and Buddhas seemed ordinary, but they were all tested by time.

Bai Ziyun, as their competitor, just need to follow.

After everything is in order, this small temple of literature is the place where Wendao started.

Bai Ziyun looked at all this with satisfaction, quite satisfied, and felt like starting from scratch.

At that moment, he ordered his subordinates to do a good job in the Temple of Literature, and Bai Ziyun, a serious temple wish, skipped his shift.

Initially opened the Wen Xiu Daoist system, but you can’t forget the great disciples of the mountain, this is also the façade of the Daoist system. 、

Bai Ziyun returned to the inn residence, and before he entered the door, he heard a noise of fighting.

Bai Ziyun rubbed his head, he knew what was going on without going in.

Pushing the door in, it was really Li Bai who was teasing Huineng.

Li Bai is a naturally intelligent person, and his out-of-the-box nature is also one of his characteristics.

Huineng is the opposite, Huineng is famous for being a late bloomer, calm temperament, if you talk about meditation kung fu, far better than Li Bai.

It’s just that in the eyes of a smart young man like Li Bai, it is a little boring.

When the practice was boring, Li Bai teased this only junior disciple.

But there is nothing malicious in the slightest, more, it is the element of teasing the younger brother with the elder brother.

This caused the scene in front of Bai Ziyun’s eyes, in front of a small monk who was meditating seriously, there was a half-old boy, trying in every possible way to play with him.

For a while, I couldn’t tell who was the senior brother.

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