There are many people in Chang'an City who see Dong Zhongshu's jokes.

No matter how famous the talent was in the past, Nanzhong Shu and Bei Shenpei knew the result when they met.

From the door to the door, it is only a short time to fight.

If it weren't for the internal dispute of Confucianism, this battle would have been enough to discredit Dong Zhongshu.

"Blessings and misfortunes have always depended on each other, let's look away!"

Zhang Xuezhou had no way to change the internal dispute between Confucianism, so he could only persuade Dong Zhongshu to be generous.

"I am dependent on disasters and long-term dependence, and I don't see blessings at all" Dong Zhongshu sighed: "I have been smooth sailing for more than ten years in the past, how could I have known that it was so desolate when I fell!" ”

"It's good to be able to save your life!" Zhang Xuezhou persuaded.

He couldn't help but look at Rong Tianding, who was also related, but happy.

It's really important to stay alive.

Some people are not afraid of heaven and earth, but they just haven't experienced death.

For anyone who is on the verge of death or an elderly person, the most feared thing is death.

Correspondingly, Dong Zhongshu is lucky to be safe after the fight.

"Survival, alas!"

Dong Zhongshu let out a long sigh, only to feel that it was not easy to save his life.

It was not easy for him to stabilize his body, and the fight with Shen Peigong worsened his internal symptoms again, and he fell back to the point of being a wasted person, if it weren't for the Nine Turns of Qi, it would be very difficult for Dong Zhongshu to survive.

Dong Zhongshu had to be glad that he was not a domineering person in the past, and his decline was taken advantage of by others.

"You used to recite the Tomb Sutra just to heal your wounds, why are this injuries still so recurring, is it because you are praying for General Li to temporarily stabilize his body?" Zhang Xuezhou asked, "Or have you not fulfilled your wish yet?" ”

"My Grave Sutra!"

Dong Zhongshu sincerely believes that it is not appropriate to tell others about his personal wishes, but his desire to pray for the tomb scriptures has a certain relationship with his own injuries, but it is not so closely related.

The power of this wish is similar to that of ordinary people praying to God and worshiping Buddha, and whether it is reliable or not also makes Dong Zhongshu uncertain.

"You ask me so, is it because your wish has been fulfilled?" Dong Zhongshu asked after thinking about it.

"My wish has come true" Zhang Xuezhou nodded: "Although I don't like it so much, I have indeed achieved my wish power!" ”

"Really?"

Dong Zhongshu's face was stunned.

Huang Laozhi's study is metaphysical and mysterious, although it is widely circulated, it is mixed with the factor of 'goddess said' mentioned by Zhang Xuezhou, which makes it difficult to distinguish whether the effect is real or not, and there is no lack of false rumors that make it difficult to distinguish.

The current information of the people comes from Zhang Xuezhou, and the source of Zhang Xuezhou's information is taken from the king of Huainan.

But the authenticity of this kind of information can only depend on fate, whether it is really realized or achieved by chance, everyone is actually difficult to distinguish, more people have more faith power, thinking that they will succeed.

If others think so, Dong Zhongshu will also have a good ending from the other party's heart.

And if Zhang Xuezhou, the person who put forward the 'god woman said', thinks so, it must be that Zhang Xuezhou has realized his wish, and even the other party's wish has been realized so that Zhang Xuezhou has no way to refute it.

In other words, the Book of Tombs really worked.

"Did you have any out-of-phase when you made your wish come true?" Dong Zhongshu asked in a low voice.

"I want to tell you about it, but you may not believe this kind of thing when I say it, and you may not be happy when I hear it," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"I don't believe it? I'm not happy? ”

"I think it's hard for you to believe it, and you will be unhappy" Zhang Xuezhou said: "Of course, if you insist on me to speak, I can tell it." ”

"Then I really want to listen to it, and see how you make me unbelieving and unhappy that your wish has been fulfilled!"

Dong Zhongshu looked at himself, he felt that his fate could not be more miserable.

It would be worse if he listened to something, and it was hard for him to believe.

Especially this is the doctrine of "The Book of Graves" that involves him from the heart, Dong Zhongshu feels that he needs one more reference, so that he can judge his state more accurately.

"Since you're willing to hear it, I'll tell you about my unfortunate and bizarre experience......"

As long as the matter can be confirmed, the battle between Emperor Jing, King Liang, and King Huainan can make many people's heads fall to the ground.

It is not good for Zhang Xuezhou to talk about these things, but Zhang Xuezhou doesn't mind using this as a guide to discuss Huang Laozhi's learning with Dong Zhongshu, and also seeks more possibilities.

He whispered.

Dong Zhongshu frowned deeply, he repeatedly wanted to stop Zhang Xuezhou from continuing to speak, but he listened to the whole thing again.

It wasn't until Zhang Xuezhou mentioned the wish power of the Tomb Sutra that he pulled a sword to cut off the white dragon head of King Liang, and Dong Zhongshu's heart was cold.

"Chixiao!"

Zhang Xuezhou's identity and status are difficult to enter the palace, so it is impossible to see the sword.

But Dong Zhongshu has seen it.

This is the biggest evidence that Zhang Xuezhou told about this matter, Zhang Xuezhou, who had never seen the Chixiao Sword, described the form of the sword, which was completely consistent with the Chixiao Sword in the Palace Secret Pavilion.

This made Dong Zhongshu have to believe that everything Zhang Xuezhou said was true, and did not suspect Zhang Xuezhou of telling lies.

And this wish was fulfilled with the assistance of Emperor Jing, and Chrysostom could not be faked, which also confirmed the role of the tomb scripture.

But as long as you think of the complex and intertwined relationship between it, and the death of Emperor Jing is closely related to this, and even involves the rebellion of King Liang, and the matter of King Huainan, and even the truth that Emperor Jing has one emperor and multiple bodies, Dong Zhongshu really wished that he had not heard of these things.

"Whoever gets involved in this kind of thing will lose their heads, even the Nine Clans" Dong Zhongshu warned in a low voice: "Don't talk about these things everywhere in the future, rot this kind of thing in your heart, and never mention it!" ”

"It's not that the master is upright, I'll just talk about it" Zhang Xuezhou said in astonishment: "What? You actually believe such outrageous things, without any suspicion at all? ”

"I believe," Dong Zhongshu nodded.

"Then you've let me down so much!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked stupid.

He narrated bizarre and outrageous, what Emperor Jing turned into a golden dragon, King Huainan turned into a dragon, and King Liang turned into a white dragon, normal people can't believe it, for example, Rong Tianding is listening to it as a ridiculous thing.

But Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect Dong Zhongshu to directly cross these absurd and incredible things, and directly chose to believe it.

This made Zhang Xuezhou complain and couldn't talk about it.

"You're talking about the battle of 'Fortune Technique'" Dong Zhongshu pondered for a moment before saying: "This is similar to our monks using yang spirits to fight spells, and it is extremely harsh to achieve this kind of condition, but this kind of cultivation method does exist in the world, this kind of cultivation method is different from our normal cultivation, and it is difficult to cultivate, and more importantly, this kind of ability can only be exerted under certain conditions, if you don't practice other techniques, this kind of monk is almost equivalent to a wasted person." ”

Dong Zhongshu undoubtedly had a lot of knowledge, and he whispered to introduce the monks who practiced the 'movement' technique.

The practice of luck is not to provide strong combat power, but to control one's own luck path, so as to make one's luck prosperous.

This belongs to the Huang Shu in Huang Lao's study, and the Huang in Huang Lao's study refers to the Yellow Emperor, and Huang Shu is also an extremely secret imperial art.

'Movement' only exists in a very small circle, and ordinary people can't even see it.

"There is also a disadvantage to the magic technique" Dong Zhongshu said in a low voice: "It is said that the cultivation of this technique can open the battle of the movement to a certain extent, and the strong can kill the weak cultivators through the operation under certain conditions, even if it is separated by thousands of rivers and mountains!" ”

"Is this a spell......

"As long as you don't practice the Movement Technique, the Movement Cultivator will not be able to target it, and this is also the biggest difference between the Movement Technique and the Spell Technique!"

Emperor Jing is dead, King Liang is dead, King Huainan is unpredictable, and the new emperor has only ascended to the first month at this time, and the ability of cultivators in the Han Dynasty is almost at the lowest level.

Without the restraint of the powerful, this is the best stage of practicing 'Movement'.

Dong Zhongshu's fingers trembled slightly.

If he wants to fulfill his wishes, he must at least wait until the time comes.

If his wish had been fulfilled hundreds of years after his death, it would have been meaningless to Dong Zhongshu.

And Dong Zhongshu didn't have to think about all the troubles caused by the cultivation of the magic arts, and even he needed to avoid the conflicts that would inevitably arise in the future, and he also needed to get the secret records of the magic in the royal secret pavilion.

"Dong Zhongshu, the half-moon period has passed!"

When Dong Zhongshu was full of thoughts, he only heard a shout from outside the mansion, which made his face suddenly ugly.