The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 102 The water is too deep

"Thank you for giving me a new life, big brother!"

The golden light faded, and Chen Sandao excitedly clasped his fists. His sandbag-sized fists smashed into his palms, making a muffled explosion. "I have nothing to repay you for. From now on, I will serve you at your service, regardless of the dangers. If you frown, I will stab you with three blows and six holes, and I will destroy you to pieces!"

"Not bad, you're good at writing..."

Wang Wen looked the guy up and down with satisfaction: "Let me see your badge."

Chen Sandao immediately took out a golden token from his tiger-head waist guard and handed it to Wang Wen with both hands.

Wang Wen took it and took a look, and saw:

[Yellow Turban General of Huangshan Shrine]

【Achievement: 45】

Yin De: Five

Yin God: (empty)

[Hundred Schools: Xuanyin Body Refining True Skill (First Level), Qi Induction Technique (Second Level), Zhao Chang Chang Long Fist (Second Level)]

"Xuan Yin Body Refining Technique?"

Wang Wen was very interested. He raised his hand and returned the waist badge to Chen Sandao. Then he said to the Yellow Turban generals around him, "From now on, Sandao will be your leader. When I'm not around, you can report to Sandao first if you encounter any problems...Okay, everyone, get to work first. We'll discuss the rest in detail when we have time."

"Here!"

All the Yellow Turban warriors clasped their fists and accepted the order, then turned back to the group of ghosts and picked out their brothers one by one from the group of ghosts.

Wang Wen stared at it for a while, then suddenly an idea came to his mind. He opened his mouth and shouted to Chen Sandao in the ghost group: "Sandao, you keep an eye on this place, I'll be back soon..."

Chen Sandao responded to him loudly, and Wang Wen leaped up and sank into the soil layer of the cave dome.

After a few snaps of his fingers, Wang Wen jumped out of the ground. Not far away, Hei Erniu was leisurely eating grass, swinging his tail.

When it saw Wang Wen, it immediately came up to him, wagging its tail and saying, "Master, Brother Gou just came to see you..."

Wang Wen grabbed the saddle and turned over to straddle the ox's back: "I know, let's go back to camp."

As they walked, he stroked Hei Erniu's neck and asked softly, "Tomorrow I will be returning to Yangzhou with the main force. Will you follow me back to Yangzhou, or stay here and continue your cultivation?"

Hei Erniu quickly said, "Of course I will follow the master!"

Wang Wen pondered for a moment and asked, "How long can your demonic wind last?"

Hei Erniu thought about it and shook his head: "I haven't tried it, so I don't know..."

Wang Wen: "Go back and try. If you can hold on for a quarter of an hour or two and fly a hundred or eighty miles, come back to Yangzhou with me. If not, you can stay here for now. There's abundant spiritual energy here, and there are also natural treasures in the mountains. You can cultivate faster here... Oh, go back and find your brother Dao. He knows a technique called Qi Guiding, you can learn from him."

Hei Erniu: "Okay, I'll listen to you, Master."

As they were talking, the man and the ox returned to the temporary camp. Xu Ergou heard the sound of oxen's hooves from afar and immediately hurried over to them, whispering, "Brother, Master Hun Kun is here to look for you..."

Wang Wen jumped off the ox's back and nodded, "I know."

Xu Ergou:?

Wang Wen said nothing more. He walked straight towards Master Hun Kun, who was sitting by the fire not far in front of him, and called out with a smile, "Brother, are you looking for me?"

Master Hun Kun turned his head to look at him, and waved at him with a smile: "Junior brother, where have you been? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Wang Wen strode over, grabbed a small stool, and sat down next to Master Hun Kun. "I'm just wandering around and trying to find some rare herbs to bring back to my adoptive father..."

Upon hearing this, Master Hun Kun actually nodded seriously and said, "This is a serious matter. Senior Brother still has a few bottles of tonic pills in the alchemy room that can strengthen the body and prolong life. You can take some back and honor your adoptive father."

Wang Wen agreed immediately: "That's great... Senior Brother, aren't you entertaining that gray-robed swordsman? It's over so quickly?"

"You mean Senior Zhang?"

Master Hun Kun slowly shook his head and said, "Senior Zhang has long since passed away. Senior Brother is currently discussing with fellow Daoist Zhang and fellow Daoist Zhou a joint petition to the court to bring the Buddhist sect to justice."

His attitude was very easygoing, and he didn't act like a senior or a master compared to Wang Wen. It really felt like fellow apprentices sitting around the fire, brewing tea and chatting.

"senior?"

Wang Wen finally seized the opportunity to ask the question that had been on his mind: "Who exactly is that Senior Zhang? He's even older than you!"

"How can I be the only one taller?"

Master Hun Kun laughed in amazement and said, "Senior Zhang was born during the reign of Emperor Taizong. In terms of seniority, he and our master are of the same generation."

'During the reign of Emperor Taizong?'

Wang Wen calculated the years in shock, then heard Master Hun Kun say, "Brother, have you ever heard of the saying, 'A rope saws through wood, and water drips wear away a stone'?"

Wang Wen tried to recall it for a moment, then nodded uncertainly. "I think I've heard it before. It seems to be about a county magistrate who caught a treasury clerk embezzling money. He found a few copper coins hidden in the clerk's hair scarf and had the clerk executed after writing 'One coin a day, a thousand coins a thousand days, a rope saws through wood, water drips through stone.'"

Master Hun Kun stroked his beard approvingly and smiled, "As you know, I'm definitely not as unlearned as I usually appear... This story comes from Senior Zhang. Senior Zhang was the county magistrate who wrote 'A rope saws through wood, water drips through stone' and slashed the treasury clerk with his sword. He was also a peerless swordsman rarely seen in the Great Zhou martial arts world for a century, and he truly deserved to be the best in the world!"

Wang Wen was fascinated by these inspiring titles and asked, "From what I heard from Senior Brother, this Senior Zhang is no longer a Xiantian Grandmaster?"

“It’s not been that long ago…”

Master Hun Kun shook his head, then seemed to have thought of something. He bared his teeth and chuckled, "More than ninety years ago, Northern Shaolin secretly instigated some busybodies to fan the flames of the shameless claim that 'all martial arts in the world originate from Shaolin.' This lured Senior Zhang, a world-travelling monk, to travel alone to Northern Shaolin with his sword, sealing the temple with his sword energy for nine days. Northern Shaolin even set up the 108 Arhats formation to attack the gate, but they were unable to stop Senior Zhang's sword!"

"At that time, Senior Zhang had already mastered the art of understanding the heavens and the human world, reaching the level of a Grand Master who could see the indestructible gods!"

Wang Wen exclaimed inwardly, "Holy crap!" and exclaimed in admiration, "No wonder Fang La ran so fast. The waters of the Great Zhou...are truly deep!"

"Don't worry, Junior Brother."

Master Hun Kun comforted him gently, saying, "Later, our three talisman sects will report everything that happened yesterday to the imperial court. The Ming Cult won't have many days of peace."

"I'm not annoyed!" Wang Wen said with a faint smile: "Time is on our side. They are the ones who should be annoyed."

Master Hun Kun nodded and smiled, "Young people should have such ambition!"

Wang Wen: "By the way, Senior Brother, what do you want from me? Do you want us, the Sitian Guards, to cooperate with you in submitting a memorial to the court?"

"In this memorial, I do need all the loyal ministers and righteous men to sign jointly to bear witness for us..."

Master Hun Kun nodded and continued, "But I came to look for you to repay the gods."

Wang Wen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean the Huangshan God Daniel Wu?"

Master Hun Kun quickly slapped him on the shoulder and said solemnly, "Junior brother, you must not be disrespectful to Wu Zunshen!"

Wang Wen nodded perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, I will definitely be more respectful to Him in the future... But why are you looking for me for this? Can't you just submit a petition to him directly?"

He was a little puzzled and wondered if the old Taoist priest had noticed something.
"I, your brother, can open an altar on my own to thank the gods."

Master Hun Kun replied calmly, "But wasn't it Master Wu who approached you first? I'm thinking it would be more appropriate for you to personally open the altar to thank the gods..."

Having said that, he paused, and said slowly and earnestly: "Junior brother, the more you use affection, the thinner it becomes. It is better to burn more incense in normal times than to rely on the gods at the last minute!"

As he said this, he gave Wang Wen a look that said "you know what I mean."

'What do I know?'

Wang Wen looked at the old Taoist priest's obscure eyes in confusion. Although he couldn't figure out what the old Taoist priest was thinking about, he was still vaguely moved in his heart.

He immediately persuaded him earnestly, "Brother, you are the head of the sect. Only by personally presiding over the thanksgiving ceremony can we express our Shangqing sect's respect for Wu Zunshen."

"What's the point of me stepping in? He thinks I'm so shameless that I'm just going to repay this favor. If we Shangqing disciples come to him for help again, will he still agree?"

"Even if I should thank Wu Zunshen, my Shangqing Sect should do so first, and then I can set up another altar to thank the gods... Senior Brother, public affairs should be public, and private affairs should be private. They cannot be mixed up!"

He knew that the old man had good intentions, thinking that it was he who introduced the God of Huangshan to them. Now that they wanted to strengthen their relationship with the God of Huangshan, they thought of bringing him along as their introducer. This was a very practical thing to do.

But why would he be willing to get involved in this matter?
The real Wang Erhu and the pseudonym Wu Yanzu must be separated, which is beneficial to both parties.

Otherwise, once the relationship between his real self and the pseudonym is exposed, it will easily attract the covetousness of criminals.

The Huangshan God is not easy to deal with, but Wang Erhu is not difficult to deal with!

He hasn't lived enough yet!

After listening to Wang Wen's explanation, Master Hun Kun also felt that his argument made sense. He nodded and said, "Junior brother is more careful. I will do as you say... Besides that, there are two more things I would like to ask you to help me with."

Wang Wenyi extended his hand: "We are family, please feel free to speak."

After a brief pause, Master Hun Kun whispered, "Junior Brother has been in frequent contact with Wu Zun Shen. Do you know what Wu Zun Shen thinks of the imperial court's appointment of a legitimate official?"

Wang Wen was instantly overjoyed when he heard this, but he still kept a straight face and pretended to be confused and asked, "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Master Hun Kun explained to him softly, "Throughout the dynasties, there have been precedents for ennobling the spirits of mountain and river gods, and the souls of loyal ministers and generals. The spirits of the heroic spirits ennobled by the court are righteous gods on earth, and can rightfully enjoy sacrifices from the court and offerings from the people. Those who achieve this can even be granted divine status through the good fortune of the court, and ascend to the status of great gods in heaven!"

"However, everything has its pros and cons. The righteous gods in the human world can indeed enjoy human blood and food and strengthen their primordial spirits through the imperial court's appointment, but their fate is also closely linked to the fate of the country. Prosperity and decline are shared by all, and there is even the worry of their body and soul being destroyed."

"Furthermore, even though the path to immortality has reopened and all meridians have revived, the Heavenly Court and the Underworld have yet to return. It's like the Qin Dynasty lost its deer, and the whole world is chasing it. The White Lotus Sect's evil ambitions are the best example. Wu Zunshen's appearance at this critical juncture... It's hard to predict whether it will be a blessing or a curse!"

At this point, he paused for a moment and explained, "This time, thanks to the great help of Wu Zunshen, our three talisman sects were able to defeat the White Lotus Sect's evil ambitions. It is reasonable for us three talisman sects to petition the court to confer an ordination on Wu Zunshen, build a palace and a temple for him, and enjoy the blood and food of the world. However, this matter is of great importance, and we must first seek Wu Zunshen's wishes before proceeding. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a case of good intentions doing harm?"

When Wang Wen heard this, his previous anticipation subsided a lot.

Previously, he only knew that deities ordained by the imperial court could legitimately build temples and attract worship from the world. He had no idea that ordination would also make the deities' fortunes intertwined with the fortunes of the imperial court. If the imperial court suffered misfortune, the ordained deities would also suffer disastrous consequences...

He would have to think carefully about this.

Although up to now, his impression of the Zhou Dynasty court is still relatively positive.

After pondering for a moment, he said, "Brother, is this your idea alone, or is it the idea of ​​the Three Talisman Sects?"

Master Hun Kun glanced at him and said with a slow smile, "We, the three talisman sects, are of the same blood and share the same destiny. My meaning is the meaning of the three talisman sects, and the meaning of the three talisman sects is my meaning..."

Wang Wen: "Really?"

Master Hun Kun spread his hands in a humorous manner: "Unless the three sects' ancestors become enemies, we, their disciples, dare not destroy the friendship they have passed down."

Wang Wen understood and nodded, saying, "I dare not say anything too much about such a big matter. Brother, you should wait until the altar is opened to thank the gods, and then invite Wu Zunshen to come and ask him in person."

Master Hun Kun did not expect Wang Wen to give him a definite answer.

In fact, he seemed to be talking to Wang Wen, but in fact he was talking to the Huangshan God.

As long as the words were spoken, regardless of whether the Huangshan God agreed or not, there was a sense of righteousness involved...

"The second matter is our Shangqing Sect's own business."

Master Hun Kun waited for a moment before moving on to the second matter.

When he spoke, the old Taoist priest rubbed his hands together awkwardly, squinting his eyes and chuckling, with a rather shifty air, "In your opinion, Junior Brother, can our Shangqing Sect be so fortunate as to have a statue of the deity Wu Zun placed in the ancestral hall and worshipped day and night?"

Wang Wen was happy when he heard this, but he still suppressed his smile and said hesitantly: "This..."

At the right moment, wisps of mist came from all directions and condensed above the campfire into a handsome face with star-shaped eyebrows, sharp eyes, and a high nose bridge. In that androgynous voice, he whispered softly, "Both things are agreed to by me!"

Master Hun Kun and Wang Wen stood up together and bowed their heads in greeting: "Greetings, Venerable God."

The human face glanced at Wang Wen and quickly disappeared: "We are all strangers, no need to be so polite!"

Master Hun Kun: "Hey, I knew it. You two must have known each other before..."

(End of this chapter)