Supernatural: I have a small world

Zhu Qi looked at the mahogany box on the ground with some surprise: "Master, we just received the money last week, and we are not short of money now."

Sun Cheng naturally knew, but now he has a new idea.

He waved his hand immediately, "I know, this money is extra. Go and recruit another group of people, and strive to increase the number of people under your command to 500 before the end of the year."

Zhu Qi was shocked when he heard the words, and quickly asked: "Master, should we still follow the current training and standards?"

Ever since he was conquered by Sun Cheng, he has been helping him recruit and train people.

At present, after more than half a year of recruitment, Zhu Qi has more than 120 people under his command.

Most of these people are not very old, and most of the big "two six seven" were bought by Sun Cheng at the dental shop with money, and they were cultivated as confidantes.

The tooth shop is always worried about not being able to buy people. Since the Jiaqing Dynasty in Xia Kingdom, there have been continuous natural disasters and wars in the country.

Those who can sell themselves to dental shops are still capable.

When the Yellow River was flooded, it was said that a piece of cake in the Yellow River Basin could change a good wife.

Sun Cheng nodded, "Yes, follow the previous standard."

Zhu Qi's current group of people who are helping him train have seven yuan a month for food, and they can receive at least ten yuan a month after completing the training.

You must know that a piece of ocean these days is worth buying five or six old hens weighing four to five catties.

These are nothing, one marrow washing pill for each person, and another marrow washing pill after training is the real big head.

With two Xisui Pills as the base, as long as it is trained by Zhu Qi, whichever one is released can be one against ten, comparable to an old martial artist who has practiced martial arts for many years.

In order to settle them down, Sun Cheng also opened a martial arts gym in Shangxiang.

It's just that the martial arts school doesn't recruit students from outside, so when someone came to inquire, they pretended to only help the people in the compound to train the servants, which was prevaricated.

Zhu Qi didn't talk too much, anyway, there is a big difference between one and a hundred.

Training one hundred and five hundred, to him, the difference is really not that big.

Since the owner was willing to pay, he was naturally unambiguous.

He nodded and called the two of them to come over and pick up the mahogany box, said a word, and left the Sun Mansion.

On the second day, someone from the house came to visit again.

"Li Helin?"

Seeing the butler Lin Bo walking in with a middle-aged man in a white Taoist robe, Sun Cheng couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw the identity of the person.

This person turned out to be the traitor of the Lingbao sect who had sold him three copies of the Lingbao scriptures and had helped him a lot.

When Li Helin saw Sun Cheng again, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

He forced a smile on his face, cupped his fists and cupped his hands: "Fellow Daoist, it's been a long time since I haven't seen you, but your cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds!"

As soon as he entered the Sun Mansion, Li Helin noticed something strange.

The talismans all over the mansion, including many five-element talismans, obviously came from the [Five Blessings].

Sun Cheng made a gesture of invitation: "I heard that last time my sister suffered from dystocia and had a massive hemorrhage, so she went to the county town to seek medical treatment soon. I am also very sorry that I couldn't help much!"

He took out the small Qiankun bag from his chest, pretending to take it out, but actually it was from the inner world.

He took out the manuscript copy of the three volumes of the Lingbao Sutra that Li Helin had given him, and put it on the table next to him.

"Fellow Daoist left in a hurry last time. I kept these three volumes of the Lingbao Sutra with me for a while, and now they are considered to be returned to their original owners!"

It's just a handwritten copy of the three volumes of the Lingbao Sutra, if Li Helin doesn't come.

He doesn't mind collecting these three manuscripts that have a history of nearly a hundred years.

But since Li Helin came back, although Sun Cheng despises his character.

But he didn't offend him, and the pit was still the vicious and smoking Ma Linxiang.

That's why he took the initiative to take out the Lingbao Jing and returned it to Li Helin.

Anyway, Sun Cheng transcribed it, it's nothing more than three books missing from his collection.

Li Helin's eyes were originally attracted by the small Qiankun bag in his hand. He came from a decent family, so he naturally recognized it at a glance. It is a very rare storage magic weapon in the world of practice.

Suddenly he asked to return the scriptures, and Sun Cheng took it out on his own initiative.

For a moment, Li Helin's face was red and white, and it took a long time before he sighed and apologized to him.

"Fellow Daoist, my sudden visit this time is not only because I heard that Fellow Daoist wants to exchange materials with others, but also because of the three volumes of the master's scriptures."

Sun Cheng just smiled slightly, waved his hand and a gust of wind blew up, and the three scrolls of the Lingbao Sutra immediately flew up and landed on the table next to Li Helin.

Although Li Helin somewhat admires his character, but when it comes to his own fundamentals...

He still opened them one by one, examined them patiently for a moment, and then put them away solemnly.

Apologetically, he looked at Sun Cheng, who was drinking tea with his head bowed and his expression unchanged. He hesitated for a while, and then said, "Friend Daoist, I know you must have guessed the matter about Ma Linxiang. It was also because of the greedy moment at the beginning." , I deserve my life for my life, and my wife’s seven-month-old son died because of this.”

"Fellow Daoist, I'm not interested in these, and I don't want to know!"

Li Helin was taken aback for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly.

"it is good!"

He took out a piece of silk from his pocket, and opened it to reveal a piece of inconspicuous shriveled bamboo.

Holding it, Li Helin walked straight up to Sun Cheng, and solemnly placed it on the tea table beside him.

"Friend Daoist is a straightforward person, and I don't hide it. I want to use this treasure to exchange some pills with you to save people."

Sun Cheng put down his teacup, glanced at the shriveled piece of bamboo wrapped in silk, and frowned slightly.

"Fellow Daoist, what is this?"

He looked like an ordinary piece of bamboo, and it didn't smell any medicinal aroma, so he couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Li Helin didn't rush to answer him, but asked instead: "Fellow Daoist, do you know that I am from Qinglonggang, Dageng County, Nan'an Prefecture?"

Sun Cheng was even more baffled, and could only ask, "Does this have anything to do with this thing?"

Li Helin smiled and shook his head: "My hometown doesn't have much presence in history, but in the previous dynasty 2.9, there was a great man who died of illness in my hometown, and the world called him Mr. Yangming!"

Seeing the slight change in Sun Cheng's face, he looked at the shriveled piece of bamboo with great reluctance.

"My ancestors lived on water, and it is said that they were an ordinary local fisherman."

"Before Mr. Yangming died of illness, he went out on my ancestor's fishing boat."

"Before his death, the old man seemed to have sensed something. He gave a piece of bamboo that he carried with him to my ancestor, saying that he would repay him a fortune!"

"I think, Your Excellency should have guessed what it is!"

Sun Cheng's face was solemn, and he slowly spit out four words: "Shouren Gezhu?!"

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Chapter 161 Kindness is rewarded with kindness (for subscription)

Wang Yangming, also known as Wang Shouren.

His real name was Wang Yun, his courtesy name was Bo'an, and his nickname was Yangming. He was an official, great Confucianist, and military commander who was revered as a saint in the previous dynasty.

Sun Cheng actually didn't care about some of his political achievements during his tenure.

Because in the practice world of the Xia Kingdom, this Mr. Yangming actually left another legend, that is 'Heavenly Man Wang Yangming'.

Wang Yangming was born in a family of officials and eunuchs, and his father was the Shangshu of the Jinling Ministry of Officials in the previous dynasty, and he was a first-rank official.

With this level of status, Wang Yangming never had to worry about food and clothing since he was a child.

It is said that he could not speak when he was young, but he was intelligent and regarded books as friends, and he read many books when he was young.

The Wang family has a large collection of books, ranging from Confucian classics to Taoist Buddhist scriptures, and heretical books.

It is said that this Mr. Yangming only relied on reading by himself, and he became a monk without a teacher.

However, he is not a traditional monk, because he was born in an official family, so he will inevitably be affected.

Mr. Yangming began to read Confucian classics thoroughly since he was a child, hoping to use Confucianism to enter Taoism and retrace the path of a sage.

Shouren Gezhu is an allusion of Wang Yangming when he was young.

It is said that when he was young, he read the Neo-Confucian works of Cheng and Zhu, and thought about the so-called argument of Song Confucianism that "everything has its appearance and its inner essence, and every plant and tree has the ultimate principle".

In order to practice Zhu Xi's "investigating things to gain knowledge"11, Wang Yangming made up his mind to learn the principles of bamboo, so he studied bamboo for seven days and seven nights in a bamboo forest. Not only did he find nothing, he even suffered a serious illness.

It is said that after that, Wang Yangming abandoned Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism, and began to gradually sort out and understand the way of "unity of knowledge and action".

After he recovered from his illness, he took a piece of a tree from the bamboo forest and took it with him to alert himself in real time.

There are legends in the practice world that Wang Yangming pursued the unity of knowledge and action throughout his life, and entered the Tao through this, and in his later years, he sought the unity of man and nature.

In the cultivation world of Xia Kingdom, there have been too many legends of immortals and gods in the past thousands of years, but Wang Yangming is definitely the only one.

Legend has it that in his later years, he achieved the unity of heaven and man, which countless immortals dreamed of, and penetrated the truth of the world.

He can influence everything in the world with himself, and even create everything from nothing with his own will.

Regarding Wang Yangming, there have been too many legends about him in the practice world of the Xia Kingdom for hundreds of years.

The only two mythological figures who have been widely praised since the previous dynasty are Zhang Sanfeng and Wang Yangming, which can be seen in general.

"That's right, it's Ge Zhu!"

Li Helin stretched out his hand to caress the grid bamboo in the silk package, his eyes were full of reluctance.

"Fellow Daoist, this piece of bamboo in my hand is exactly the piece of bamboo that Mr. Yangming gave to my ancestors back then!"

Sun Cheng was a little excited, but he didn't get carried away.

Wang Yangming was so rumored in the practice world that everyone felt it was too unreal.

The unity of nature and man, which practitioners dream of, and understand the truth of the world, is so easy to achieve.

When the second uncle was just practicing, he also went with his master to Longchang, which is the place where Wang Yangming was said to be enlightened.

Except for an illusion that is about to disappear, there is also nothing.

It can be seen that legends are just legends after all.

"Can you get started and let me study it?"

Sun Cheng asked, and his mood gradually calmed down.

Li Helin nodded decisively and agreed: "No problem!"

Seeing that Sun Cheng was reaching out to pick it up, he hesitated for a while, and reminded again: "I asked my master to look at it before, and he studied it for several months, but he didn't see anything!"

Sun Cheng nodded, and reached out to pick up the piece of bamboo.

There is no abnormal feeling at the moment of starting, it is simply an ordinary bamboo block.

He leaned closer and smelled it, and with his sense of smell far superior to ordinary people, he could barely smell the fragrance of bamboo.

Sun Cheng tried again, injecting a burst of true energy into the piece of bamboo that looked more like a ruler.

There is still no strange discovery, as if this is just a very, very, very ordinary piece of bamboo.

Seeing Sun Cheng frown, Li Helin's heart sank, but he still expected it.

This piece of bamboo has been passed down for eleven generations in his family.

Especially after it was passed down to Li Helin's generation, because he was also accepted as a disciple by Gezao Mountain Lingbao Sect, he also brought him into Gezao Mountain for his master, a cultivator in the transformation stage to study for several months .

However, no abnormality was ever found.

As time passed, even Li Helin himself began to doubt whether this piece of bamboo was a joke made by his ancestors with their descendants.

Sun Cheng took some time and checked patiently for a while.

In the end, he came to a conclusion, this is just an ordinary piece of bamboo.

Immediately returned it to Li Helin, Sun Cheng was not polite, and asked directly: "Your Excellency, are you sure this is really left by Mr. Yangming?"

Li Helin nodded affirmatively!