"Soul, soul. Ghosts, return. ”

"The beginning of life turns into a spirit, both the spirit is born, and the yang is the soul."

"The soul is resting on, and the soul is throbbing and moving."

"Spirit, the Yin God is also ......"

A deep voice, sounding in the dim candlelight, silently reads the abstract words in the ancient books.

"Madame has three souls, one fetal light, one refreshing spirit, and one ghost. There are seven spirits: corpse dogs, arrows, birds, thieves, non-poisonous, filthy, and stinky lungs, all of which are turbid ghosts in the body. ”

“……”

Fang Yuan flipped through the stacks of ancient books on the stone platform page by page, the thick red candles on the table made a subtle "crackling" sound from time to time, and the flickering faint light illuminated the area less than a few feet, unable to dispel the surrounding darkness.

"In the autumn of the second year of the First Emperor, Jiang Wuye Xiemeng General, Ke Changping 100,000 evil ghosts."

“……”

"In the midsummer of the third year of Gaozu, he sent an envoy to the Western Regions to find the Great Mora Heart Sutra."

“……”

"In the first year of Jian'an, the ghost traveled to Luoyang, Cao Mengde welcomed the emperor to move to Xuchang, and the heavenly master closed the city."

“……”

"In the fifth year of Jian'an, the battle of Guandu, Jia Wen and the art of controlling the five ghosts stole the grain and grass of Yuan's camp."

“……”

"Emperor Wu of the Song Dynasty Liu Jinu, with 100,000 Yin soldiers, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger."

“……”

The pages and pages of these books are things that have never appeared in the long river of history, regardless of the official history or the wild history.

However, Fang Yuan knew that they had really happened.

The yellowed, brittle pages were closed, and the oil-soaked black leather cover reflected the candlelight.

Fang Yuan leaned back and leaned back on the Huanghuali Taishi chair that had been placed here since the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty.

He rubbed against the armrests of his chair, the smooth surface providing a comfortable fluidity.

This chair that is more than 400 years old is an old object on the outside, but in this room, it can only be regarded as young.

Fang Yuan closed his eyes and kneaded the bamboo acupoint. There are thousands of books here, each of which was written over a period of less than a thousand years.

Even the latest "Ghost Hunting" was six hundred years earlier than the Taishi chair under Fang Yuan's buttocks.

There are nearly 100 of them, even older than the Dead Sea Scrolls. Of course, it is not the original version, the original version was sealed in the ancestral hall by those old guys, and it is called the "original book".

But even the transcripts of these original books are thousands of years old.

And these things within the past thousand years are naturally recorded, stored in the library next door, and there are tens of thousands of copies scattered around, much more than this library.

It's not that this kind of thing has happened more in the last thousand years than it was a thousand years ago, but as their guild has grown, there are more and more comprehensive records.

That's right, guilds. In this era, they had a clear organizational name, "Monument Guild".

It was determined after the founding of the People's Republic of China, in order to be able to live a reasonable life in the country.

The previous names are more, varied, and strange.

called the "Soul Sect", and later when recruiting new people, people always felt that it was not a decent organization, and they refused to join even if they were killed, so they had no choice but to change it.

Although the current name also seems eerie, after all, in the new era, the stranger the name, the better it is to attract people.

Later, a senior who studied in the West came back and said that Westerners call vampires also secret parties, so they had to give up.

For this reason, he also sent a master to the West to find vampires to fight, and in the end I didn't know if I found it, but I had a lot of fun anyway, and I also exchanged cultures.

After that, I used many names, all of which were representative to a certain extent, but they were all changed for various reasons. It was not until it stabilized after the founding of the country that it was decided to exist in the form of a guild.

Earlier, when the name of the guild was determined, the old man of the Zhangjia Heavenly Master Mansion said that it would be called the "Heavenly Master Guild". The disciples of Longhu Mountain and Maoshan Mountain, as well as the descendants of the Zhong family, also strongly agreed.

Then, under the gaze of more than a dozen big families and sects that did not belong to the line of Heavenly Master, Old Heavenly Master Zhang had no choice but to say in a sneering manner, in fact, it is okay not to call it.

In the end, after countless discussions, it was decided to name it after the common goal of countless ancestors and everyone.

Seal the stele, seal the soul stele.

What the Soul Monument is, no one knows. But all believe that it is real.

Seal it and settle this thousand-year-old war once and for all.

Sealing it can restore purity and tranquility to heaven and earth.

Sealing it can liberate the fate of life in one's own bloodline.

……

"We were born into this world, and she gave us all things, but she also imprisoned us. If anything, there is anything that can break through the shackles of this world, only our innate soul! ”

This voice always sounded in Fang Yuan's dreams, like a low chant, like a puzzled voice, and like an unyielding roar.

Fang Yuan muttered, repeating the words that had repeatedly appeared in his dreams.

Soul, every book here is tightly wound with these two words. And these two words are also tightly entangled with Fang Yuan and everyone in the world.

People have souls, and their souls have three, one is the heavenly soul, the second is the earth soul, and the third is the life soul.

Among the three souls, the heavenly soul is yang, the earth soul is yin, and the life soul is yang, so the three souls are yang.

The two souls of heaven and earth are always outside the body, dominating people's "luck".

The soul of life resides in one's own body and dominates the "life" of people.

The three souls of heaven and earth together dominate the "destiny" of people.

There are seven spirits, one is the sky, two are the wisdom, three are the qi, four are the force, five are the center, six are the essence, and the seven are the Ying.

Among the seven spirits, Tianchong Linghui is yin and Tianluo.

The spirit and the heroic spirit are the yang and the earth.

Spirit, strength and central spirit are yang for people.

Two heavenly spirits, two earth spirits and three human spirits. Yin and yang correspond, never separated.

The seven spirits are attached to the human body, which are actually the seven chakras of the human body from the top of the head to the crotch, and they are also the seven energy fields.

Heaven rushes in Sahasra .

Spiritual wisdom is in the heart of the eyebrows.

The spirit is in the throat chakra.

Strength is in the heart chakra. It is connected to the palms of both hands and feet at the same time.

The central soul is in the Nabhi Chakra.

The spirit is in the reproductive chakra.

Heroic chakra at the bottom of the sea, that is, perineum.

The seven spirits of the human body are all in the hands of the soul of life, and life begins from the soul of life entering the fetal body.

After the soul lives in the womb, it distributes the energy on the seven chakras of the human body, thus forming the seven spirits of the human body.

The spirit is unique to the human body and constantly nourishes the soul. After death, the seven spirits dissipate, and the soul departs, and the life ends.

The soul of life through the seven spirits of the heavenly chong spirit wisdom spirit of the main thought, the main wisdom.

Through the two spirits and the central spirit, the main action.

Through the elite two spirits of the main body, the main is strong.

The center is the center of the seven spirits.

"The soul is the root of the seven spirits, and the seven spirits are the branches and leaves of the soul of life. There is no life, there is no life, and there is no life. ”

……

Fang Yuan shook his head, no longer thinking about these mysterious things.

From the age of five, for eleven years, there was a month or so each year, and he would spend each day in these two rooms.

Looking at these familiar ancient books over and over again, but every time he reads these familiar words, his soul throbs.

Fang Yuan got up, stretched, and began to put the stacks of books on the stone platform back on the shelves in the room.

He didn't hold the candle, but still placed it on the stone platform, illuminating the small patch around it, which was not enough to dispel the darkness of the room. But he was already familiar with the room and the placement of books.

However, even if he was unfamiliar, this darkness would not affect Fang Yuan's eyesight in the slightest. On the contrary, with the help of darkness, he can see more.

If it weren't for the old rules of the guild, he would have had to light a candle to read these books, and he could have come in empty-handed.

Fire? Inexistent.

The guild has many ways to protect these books, and if a small candle can't prevent it, these books would have burned out long ago in history.

Regardless of the fire spell that is blessed on it every year, it is not necessarily possible to burn these books when they are sent to the crematorium by physical means alone.

Fang Yuan walked out, turned around and closed the stone door of the library, blowing out the candles.

He said softly, "I'll see you next year." ”