Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 1053: The 6th Division
Beijing·Daolu Division
In August, the successive rains were showers, the land was scorched by the sun, and the official roads were filled with white smoke. Although the watermelon, melon, peach and pear fruits, as well as fans, cattails, and pears were transported by sea, The cool pillow was shipped, but it was sold out as soon as it went on the market. M
Even heat-relieving medicines such as honeysuckle and chrysanthemum are busy.
Because the streets and alleys are row upon row, densely populated, and even more intense, fortunately, there is a big locust tree not far from the door of Daolu, which sprinkled a piece of coolness, that’s all, there are even more inside. The continuous trees are full of exotic flowers and weeds, and it feels cool when you look faintly.
Some trails are in front of a pool. In the pool stands a stone statue of a spirit turtle. Looking up at the sky, some water vapor evaporates under the sunlight.
Not far away, I saw someone ordering: "Boil a few pots of mung bean soup to relieve the heat of the people on duty..."
A middle-aged Taoist official took a look, but hurriedly walked to the hall of mentioning point. When he reached the door, he stretched out his hand and knocked on the door: "Tell me, the next official has something important to tell."
In the hall, Feng Min was reviewing the case files, or classifying, or making decisions. Listening to the voice of the priest, he put down the brush in his hand and shouted: "Come in."
As soon as the middle-aged Taoist entered, he suddenly felt cool. The room was filled with ice cubes on large plates, and he breathed a little white gas. At this moment, he took a breath and told Feng Min: "My lord, today We sent to the imperial officer to fight against Qixuanmen, sent back the latest information and the battle situation, as well as the request of Pei Zhenjun. I don’t know what Pei Zhenjun went crazy and sent an order to transfer the classics that our Daolu Division had obtained before. And the things we have seized from the infidels before."
"Here is the details, you see."
Feng Min watched it once, and then walked a few steps with a calm face. After a long time, he sighed: "Go to the hall and talk."
"Yes, mention something." The Taoist replied, and followed the point to push the back door of the room, walked through a courtyard along the corridor, arrived at a hall, and pushed the door open.
There are dozens of people busy in the main hall, surrounded by large copper cabinets and rows of bookshelves. The bookshelves are not books, all are papers, one by one marked with signs.
From time to time, someone sent documents, inspected, sorted, and tagged. After Feng Min went in, he sat in the main seat and told: "People from Liusi come up and look at it, and then file it."
Following Feng Min’s words, there were seven or eight people in a busy Liusi, so they approached to salute. The leading Taoist official was wearing an eight-rank official uniform, with a thin face and expressionless, taking the intelligence to study. I got up and finished reading, silently, and passed the information to the next person, who had read it in several officials, and put the case file on the side.
"Everyone in the Six Divisions, what opinions you have, they are all about it."
Feng Min looked at and asked. After listening to these words, the eighth-grade Taoist official was silent for a moment and said: "Take a point, asking the classics to be normal, and we can all understand them—these classics are useless to us, but they are right. For a Taoist such as Songyunmen with insufficient background, this is the material."
"However, Songyunmen is also considered a middle school, and the savings are not too far away. Although these classics have similarities, they are not too important. The lay people may think that Taoism has its own magic, but we all know , In fact, they are all the same, and there is a complete line."
"The lower official thinks that it can be given."
Feng Min nodded, this was very pertinent, and he pondered for a moment: "It's nothing more than this classic. It's normal to use and observe, but to ask for these old things-what's the point of this?"
Feng Min was puzzled and asked: "Have you checked these old things? What's special?"
Another middle-aged Taoist official stood up and told: "Tell me, old things are naturally found in our Taolu Division, and exist in the warehouse. Let alone this dynasty, we have repeatedly studied it in previous dynasties. Most of them have no spiritual power. Even if there is, it is very meager, and it will not be of any use to Pei Zhenjun."
Feng Min frowned, and the middle-aged Taoist official said: "But if something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Pei Ziyun pointed out that there must be a problem, or there is something we haven't studied."
"Hey" Feng Min listened to this, took a few steps with a calm face, and sighed long: "I doubt it too, you say, we give or not."
The Taoist officials of the Six Divisions in the field discussed, the Eighth-Rank Taoists stepped forward and bowed: "I think I should give it to you."
"Oh? Tell me why?"
The eighth grade Taoist's tone is solemn: "There is no reason in the world. Since Zhenjun Pei wants these old things, maybe he has to look for some of them, or there are some functions in them that we don't know."
"These things are useless to us, but what we can’t give is unclear. If something goes wrong, we can’t afford it, so we can give it, but it must be given in batches, and each batch must be recorded, style, and size. , Indicate the characteristics one by one, and then let the officials you follow pay close attention."
"Those items that Zhenjun Pei pays special attention to, we will investigate further."
"Maybe we can find the reason why Zhenjun Pei values it."
Feng Min understood what the eighth-grade Taoist said, and got up and said, "Okay, just do it like this, yes, but in a few batches, you all arrange records so that the Taoists you follow will always stare at him and see what is useful. ."
"Yes!" Everyone present bowed their heads.
Feng Min patted the document in his hand: "As for this, the emperor has already instructed that it is not the scope of our processing, but the file is."
"Yes!" Everyone responded, carefully pasting a small sign with the paste, and recording the processing results in the file. One person took it and added it to a bookshelf, and looked closer, and the bookshelf was filled with dense case files. , With labels such as Songyunmen·Liujindao·Pei Ziyun and other grids affixed to it.
"Zhang Ling, come with me." Feng Min nodded the eighth grade Taoist officer when he went out.
Zhang Ling followed without a word. Feng Min took a few steps and stood in the corridor with a heavy tone: "Pei Ziyun is different from the previous Taoists."
"In the past, Taoists rarely understood politics, no matter how profound the Taoism was. However, this humanity, Taoism, martial arts, is omnipotent, and was originally good at channeling and martial arts. Once it reaches the opposite side, it can’t be killed by a single blow. Curse."
"The Sixth Division is specifically responsible for the capture and killing of Dao thief. You are specifically responsible for Pei Ziyun. Make sure to do the errand well. I know there are a lot of difficulties. This is the emperor's secret decree."
"The lower official understands." Zhang Ling yawned, his thin face expressionless: "I have placed people in Jiangping County, Songyunmen, and Liujin Island. Now I am investigating. The investigation is clear, this is my first step."
"Secondly, all relatives will arrange deployment. Once there is an order, they will be taken immediately."
"As for Pei Ziyun himself, it is no longer possible for our Sixth Division to complete it. It is up to the court."
The rule of the imperial court is to control the family. These words were normal, but the words fell. A gust of wind came in, and the window paper rustled, and Feng Min shivered inexplicably before saying, "What do you mean? I understand, just follow your rules, if there is progress, report to me immediately."
"Yes!"
Post Station
The post station was well repaired. It was only a few hundred meters away from the street. Because it was not in the market and the heat was high, the street was sparsely populated, but there were pharmacies, tea, porcelain, and hotels. You can buy them directly if you need them.
The sun shines through the window and shines in the room, and Pei Ziyun woke up.
An indescribable feeling came immediately. He was silent for a while and exhaled heavily. Although it was not the first time, every time he experienced life, he felt like he didn't know where he was.
"I will use this kind of dreaming less often in the future to affect myself."
"With experience, the side effects are much smaller."
"However, this is the sustenance of the Taoists of Qixuanmen. Only when you go through it in person can you learn the greatest experience and Taoism. This time it is a last resort."
Pei Ziyun closed his eyes, no need to meditate, and no need to remember. Yesterday's "dream" came to life in Pei Ziyun's mind.
Children, parents are stroking their heads: "Li Changsheng, I heard that there are immortals on Qixuanmen Mountain. After you go up, you have to practice hard, and you may be able to be immortals."
"Yeah, okay." The boy grumbled, and saw his parents in ragged clothes, yellow and thin faces, day by day, practicing Taoist swordsmanship on Qixuan Mountain, not high or low, only midstream.
One day people came down from the mountain: "Changsheng, your parents were severely injured by robbers, and they are about to die. Go and have a look."
"Changsheng, Changsheng, you have to be good..." Hurrying down, the parents didn't have time to say more, so they died, holding Li Changsheng's hand tightly before dying.
"Ah" Li Changsheng wailed and pierced his heart. It took a long time to calm down, wiped with tears, and said nothing, and buried his parents.
Li Changsheng became silent, worked hard every day, and practiced hard, and finally opened the heavenly gate, improved his sword skills, promoted the inner gate, and went down the mountain to razing the thief cottage to the ground.
For decades, I have practiced silently, enlightened Dao, practiced year by year, and gradually became an elderly Taoist.
"Longevity, practice, and Taoism" have been going on like this, gradually getting old, and finally assigned a place to become the presiding officer of Taoism, not a god, only a hundred years of life.
Pei Ziyun opened his eyes and sighed: "Qi Xuanmen Taoism does have some subtleties, and it is much better than Songyunmen, but many principles are still the same, but Qi Xuanmen is deeper."
"These are all resources." Pei Ziyun sighed and shouted: "System!"
A plum appeared in front of my eyes and quickly zoomed in to become a translucent data frame, floating in the field of vision with a faint sense of light, and data appeared in front of my eyes.
"Yin Shen: The Ninth Level (11.2%)"
"Swordsmanship: Grand Master (66.1%)"
"Principles of Taoism: Proficient (87.3%)"
"Daoshu: Eighty-five kinds, proficient (53.1%)"
"Dou Zhuan Star Move: Third Level (76.7%)"
"Cloud Body and Wind Body: Third Layer (33.9%)"
The data has risen~IndoMTL.com~ I thought: "After the Taoism of Qixuanmen, the principle of Taoism has finally reached 87.3%. If it reaches 100, I will immediately be promoted to the master. This world of Taoism will be difficult for me. There is a mystery, and it can even be transformed into one's own unique magical powers."
"Daolusi inherited the previous dynasty. I don't know how many of these items have been accumulated. Even if one of ten is sustenance, I will be able to get it."
Thinking about getting up, a Taoist official carefully stepped forward and asked: "Wenyang County is here, Fang Liuguan, can you fight?"
"Fight, why don't you fight?" Pei Ziyun replied casually. Before he left, he faked the information and guesses he had obtained in the monster space last time. It may be the basis of cooperation.
But before Dixian officially responded, he was still an enemy, why didn't he fight?
Weaken the door of Qixuan, righteous and strong, justified!