The hole in the ground where the old waiter hid the books was not very large, but it was dug deep enough, and the four walls were reinforced with green bricks, and there was a faint smell of insect-proof incense. Wei Ye held the oil lamp in one hand and the bamboo slip in the other, and carefully walked down the steps to the depths of the cave, bypassing the bookshelf that collected the diagrams and weft books of "Bai Zetu" and "Six Longitudes and Seven Wefts" that talked about demonic disasters, and walked towards the last bookshelf marked with the serial number of the ten heavenly stems such as A, B, C and D.

These ten large bookshelves are arranged differently from the others, with only two floors. On the upper floor, instead of bamboo slips, silk books are written in blue and white plain silk. This extremely finely woven green and white silk is known for its good waterproofness, and its value is not inferior to Shu brocade, even in the forbidden inner palace it is rarely used as a material for copying silk books. Not only that, but even the inscription on the cover of the silk book is also different, not the thick black pine smoke ink that Wei Ye usually sees, but the pigment ground from a pure green and slightly moist ore instead of the ink, and I don't know whether it is turquoise or Lantian green jade in it.

Holding the bamboo slips in his hand, according to the title table of "Seventeen Volumes of the Bamboo Slips" on the bamboo slips, Wei Ye easily took out the seventeenth volume of silk books from the cabinet of the Bamboo Slips. Carefully put the oil lamp in hand, and with the faint firelight, you can see that the title and line of the branch on the silk book are all the same color, and the faint red light is slightly reflected in the firelight, so that the whole silk book has a strange beauty.

Sitting down carefully and unfolding the silk book on his lap, Wei Ye took out a rabbit pen that was no more than a finger long from his arms. The rabbit hair on the tip of the pen has fallen off a lot, but the barrel is smooth and unusual, and the slender fingers of the mustachioed scribe groped slightly on the body of the pen, pressing a small protrusion like a boil at the bamboo section of the pen tube. With the sound of a very subtle baffle, a soybean-sized slit was cracked on the barrel of the pen, and it was vaguely visible that a piece of ink crystal was embedded in the crack that was not much larger than the nail cover of the little finger.

The ink crystal embedded in the pen tube is attached to the silk book in order, Wei Ye condensed and looked carefully, the bamboo slips and the names on the silk books are similar, the bamboo slips are written on the "Chen Xiangkai Sincere Offering God Book, Volume 170, Evil Essence One Day Three Clarities, Three Hundred and Sixty-Six", and the Silk Book is written "Chen Gong Chong Presents the Taiping Qing Collar Book", Volume One Hundred and Seventy, Evil Essence One Day Three Clarity Tips, Three Hundred and Sixty-six".

"Taiping Qing Lingshu" is the "Taiping Sutra", it is said that during the reign of Emperor Shun of the Han Dynasty, Langya Fangshi Palace Chong knocked on the book of the book, claiming to be a disciple of the immortal Yu Ji, and was ordered by the teacher to offer the book of Qingyi Zhu Zi to Emperor Shun. Its book is Qingshou Zhumu, so it is called "Taiping Qing Lingshu", where 170 volumes, 366 articles. It's just that in this 170 volumes of "Taiping Qing Lingshu", it is either the precepts of immortal cultivators, or the prophecies of the changes in the five elements and the verification of the fortune of the country, and most of the pages are devoted to the secrets of spells and water, summoning gods and serving ghosts, and slaying evil spirits and demons.

Since Emperor Xiaowu Liu Cheguang recruited Fang Shi to seek immortals, and finally raised a bunch of charlatans, the Han Emperors of all dynasties have always had a natural wariness of Fang Shi, and Emperor Han Shun is no exception. Regarding this 170-volume "Taiping Qing Lingshu", which is full of secrets of Fangshu, Emperor Shun of the Han Dynasty completely held the mood of "this cliff is a pit daddy", and threw it into the library and ignored it. It's just that a few years ago, Taiping Dao arose, and there was a great Confucian Xiangkai who presented a book to the present, and it was the one hundred and seventy volumes of "Taiping Qing Lingshu".

The old waiter's surname is Zhang, and his name is said to be famous for his good governance of Beijing and his observation of the heavens in Shilin. Taking advantage of his position, he took the Gong Chong version of "Taiping Qing Lingshu" that Emperor Shun threw in the library back then and brought it home for study, which is a little hobby of the old man, and no one can say anything. However, taking the opportunity to enter the palace every day to work in the middle of the house, I read the Xiangkai version of the "Taiping Qing Collar Book" in the palace, and also relied on memory to come back and transcribe the text, and compare and analyze the "Taiping Qing Collar Book" of the Gong Chong edition.

Of course, Wei Ye, who was in the cave of the book collection in Mr. Zhang, was checking the two versions of the "Taiping Qing Lingshu" at a glance and ten lines, but he didn't have so much thought about it. After he finished reading, he exhaled slightly, packed up the bamboo slips and silk books with a complicated expression, sorted them on the bookcase, and carefully put away the specially processed rabbit pen, and then slowly prepared to leave with the oil lamp.

After leaving the mansion of the old servant Zhang, walking alone on the street, feeling the sunny sunshine of early spring, he exhaled angrily:

"Gong Chong is still an honest man, but he just hid the spirit runes in the "Taiping Qing Collar Book". This book of Xiangkai is simply a standard scissorhands harmonious version, not only no spirit runes, but even the spell recipe for casting spells has been deleted cleanly, but it is the part of empty talk about righteousness, and the length has more than double......d!

The reason why he tried every possible way to sneak into the Shizhong Temple and became a scribe who had no future at all was because of the "Taiping Qing Collar Book" that Xiangkai Jinjin had hidden in the ban, but who knew that not only Xiangkaijin was a "clean book" that had been deliberately deleted by someone with a heart, but even the set that Emperor Shun received back then was also a deleted version of the hidden head and tail. Accompanied by Lieutenant Colonel Zhang for more than half a year, Wei Ye has only comprehended the two spells of calling the name and impeaching the ghost and the divine blessing from the two scriptures in the inner "Ghost Essence Formula" and "Divine Blessing Formula".

The spell of calling the name and impeaching the ghost is also a true legend of the Daomen, which can incarnate the demon and drink it away and beat it back to its original form. It's a pity that there is a premise that you have to know in advance what the original form and real name of the opposite monster is, before you can apply it. If you want to use this spell as you wish, just memorizing classics such as "Bai Zetu" and "Arowana River Tu" that include the real names of demons and ghosts is enough to toss people, not to mention that there are often mistakes in remembering and remembering serial tragedies in life, which is really an unreliable spell.

However, every time it is blessed, you have to open the furnace in advance to refine the nine-turn spiritual sand that is enough to copy the scriptures, and then concentrate on your luck, and use your own vitality as a guide to turn the scriptures into a demon-breaking rune and pour it into the weapon. But no matter how much effort is done, this rune can only last for a day and night, and if it is used too much, the person who practices the spell will end up with a great loss of vitality, and the input and output of this spell are simply disproportionate.

It's not that these two spells can't be successful, but the key points in them have been deleted by someone with a heart, and Wei Ye's eyesight is enough to deduce the two spells from the deleted fragments.

"The authentic inheritance of the Taiping Qing Lingshu is divided into three veins, one is the one hundred and forty-four volumes of the Taiping Cave Extreme Sutra of the Taishang Dao ancestor Zhang Daoling, one vein is passed on from the Shangqing Dynasty, and the Donghua Qingtongjun who is the prime minister of the Shangqing Dynasty is ordered to pass on the immortal Yu Ji, Yu Ji to pass on Gong Chong, and Gong Chong to pass on Xiangkai. The other vein is the great sage and good teacher Zhang Jiao of the Taiping Tao preached by the old man of Nanhua, and Zhang Jiao's "Taiping Qing Collar Book" is a great sage and a good teacher, which emphasizes the law and does not emphasize righteousness, so it is also known as "Taiping Technique", which is really the general outline of the Taoism of this book. Touching his chin, Wei Ye laughed at himself, "The year is in Jiazi, the world is auspicious? General Tiangong still has a set of preaching methods, but unfortunately the skull is broken, he can't manage politics and won't fight, and he will die with him." Knowing that it was a Titanic, I still had to squeeze into the ship? There is no Miss Kuo named Rose in Taiping Road, and my name is Wei Ye, and I am not called Jack. ”

Slandering the great sages and good teachers of the Taiping Dao who are now recognized by the court as the legitimate leader of the good way, thinking that the "Taiping Qing Lingshu", which is really the general outline of the Taiping Dao Law, is so far away from him, that is, no matter how thick the nerves are as strong as a cable, and no matter how tough the Dao heart is like a rock, there is a slight danger of tripping and weathering at this moment. With this kind of confusion about the road ahead, the mustachioed scribe who had already experienced the confused state of mind of middle-aged office workers shrugged his shoulders and slowly paced towards the place where he had temporarily settled.

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At a time when the Romans were still struggling with increasingly difficult barbarian armies, the nightlife of Luoyang City was not as indulged in biological instincts as the Roman cities on the Apennine Peninsula. Families, party members, relatives, eunuchs, except for the most incompetent loser who will give his soul to the wine saint Du Kang, almost every political group is secretly accumulating strength for the upcoming new round of political disputes. The cars of the ministers and nobles and their relatives and nobles frequently flowed between the mansions of the big men and their in-laws and the township party, the lights in the study and the main hall were kept on all night, the recitals and letters were carefully circulated, and the recent news of the palace and the personnel changes in the court made the wine and the beauties tasteless.

And in places that these big people don't pay attention to, people who seem to be small characters are looking at the central heart of the Han Empire as spectators, and their condescending attitude no longer needs to be disguised with humility.

Wei Ye, who had climbed to the top of the shrine that had long been empty, pushed open the wooden planks covering the beams of the old shrine, and let the stars shoot down the round hole more than three feet wide.

Sima Ling stood on his shoulder, his head poking out of the ceiling, fiddling with a sextant in his hand, carefully measuring the angle of the North Star in the middle of the zenith to the ground level.

"How?" Wei Ye, who was holding the roof beams with both hands so that his own girl could stand more steadily, stretched his back more flat and urged.

"Uncle, don't worry, I'm calculating the coordinates we are in now, one hundred and twelve degrees east longitude, thirty-four degrees north latitude, and the error value does not exceed the standard set by the traveler, well, well, the fifth year of Guanghe in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the second night of the second month of the second month of the fourth lunar month, the adventurer Sima Ling, the adventurer Wei Ye, according to the third paragraph of Article 2 of the code, request - return. ”

A nameless star in the night sky lit up for a moment, and then everything was back to normal, and there were no mustachioed scribes in the ruined shrine, no nieces who loved to sing the same tune, as if they had never existed.

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There is such a city, it does not exist on any planet, but it connects all the planets, it does not exist in any time, but it continues at every point in time, the existence of this city itself is unreasonable, but it contains all possibilities, except-

"The guy who planned it was the only one who didn't learn urban management at all. ”

It's a city of possibilities and wonders, but all that comes to your eye is its chaotic cityscape and the terrifying mix of buildings from all civilizations and eras.

There are garden-style monasteries dotted with white clouds and cranes, steampunk steel-riveted castles, floating mage towers surrounded by arcane patterns, ancient royal capitals completely submerged under water, stone temples associated with jungles, and eerie pyramids with sandstorms...... These buildings may be relatively normal. Demonic lairs that seem to be made up of arthropods and mollusks, platinum halls in the sky with a natural aura of goodness, and giant twin planetary cosmic fortresses are all crammed together in a disorderly manner, giving people a visual challenge and the possibility of breaking their minds.

In a way, it's like a clumsy cut-and-collage of multiverse spaces. In fact, this is pretty much the closest thing to the truth.

Standing on the wings of a headless marble statue of the goddess of victory, Sima Ling apologized apologetically to the couple who were sitting under the skirt of the goddess whispering. However, it seems that because she cares too much about the cat's ears on the man's head and the woman's body that is obviously modified from military machinery, the apology has not played its due role at all.

"That's why I don't like to come to this place like the Astral Gate at all. A certain green-shirted scribe who was dragged into the water by his niece thought silently.