Clone of the heavens: I activated spiritual energy recovery

Outside Emperor Xin's palace, Zhang Yuan thought for a moment and came up with an idea.

He was ready to test it out to see what impact changing the Shang Dynasty's national power would have.

Dashang currently has 33 years of national destiny left.

If Zhang Yuan brought some technologies that would not appear in this era, or even spread martial arts, it might have a different impact.

Outside the palace, Zhang Yuan casually created a set of books recording papermaking, movable type printing, brush and ink printing, and then placed them quietly on Di Xin's desk.

This is Zhang Yuan's test to see if the emergence of these advanced technologies will increase the national fortunes of Dashang and continue the national fortunes of Dashang.

Although the Conferred God Tribulation is a calamity of immortals, it itself is something that happens in the human world. As long as Dashang is strong enough and has the power to sweep the world in the human world, and with the help of Jiejiao, he can survive for a long time no matter what.

Zhang Yuan can clearly calculate that Dashang still has 33 national fortunes. If he does nothing, the ending of Fengshen will not change.

But with the advent of Zhang Yuan's variable, the ending of Fengshen becomes complicated and confusing.

"Hey, what is this?"

In the palace, Emperor Xin read a scroll of bamboo slips and used a carving knife to carve out his comments with great difficulty.

In this era, the writing was recorded on bamboo slips made of bamboo slips. The text on the bamboo slips was carved stroke by stroke with a carving knife.

Even though Di Xin is a human emperor and has the human emperor's power to nourish his body, the immortal way does not coexist with the human emperor's power, so Di Xin is just a strong ordinary person with a limited lifespan.

Emperor Xin used carving knives as pens and bamboo slips as books for a long time. Even though he had the intention to govern the country and the power to improve his luck, he was limited to small slips of paper and dealt with the endless bamboo slips and memorials that he could not finish every day.

Di Xin picked up the book Zhang Yuan placed next to the document.

The book cover is plain white.

Opening the book cover, under the two large characters "catalog" are four book entries.

"Papermaking, movable type printing, writing brush manufacturing, ink clay manufacturing, what are these?"

Di Xin couldn't understand what this strange thing recorded, so he could only continue to turn the pages and read down.

When Di Xin read Chapter 1 Papermaking, he was inexplicably excited. He continued to read the next three chapters and learned about movable type printing. The brush and ink clay are all instruments that rely on paper to function.

"Paper can replace bamboo chips!"

"The writing brush can replace the carving knife!"

"Ink clay is the companion of the brush, the thing that leaves marks on the paper."

"Movable type printing is a powerful tool for manufacturing books, and it is the most powerful weapon in the world."

At this moment, Di Xin is still very young, even more enterprising, and easily accepts new things.

He sees too many benefits from the four technologies.

"Who gave this divine book as a gift?"

Di Xin came back to his senses, looked at the book in his hand, and thought about the book that appeared inexplicably in front of him, what the person behind the gift of the book meant, and what he thought about his great businessman.

In this world, besides humans, there are also powerful immortals.

Humans and immortals are not isolated. Immortals often appear in the human world, and even the imperial master at that time was one of the immortals.

"I don't want to think about it for now. I have to make paper, brushes and ink clay. I can use this bamboo slip carving knife enough!"

Di Xin couldn't think about the intention of the person who gave the book, so he decided to put it aside and implement the technology in the book first to see if the real thing is as easy to use as recorded in the book.

"Come on."

Outside the palace, a chamberlain immediately walked into the palace, waiting for orders.

Zhang Yuan is the imperial bodyguard and military attache responsible for protecting Emperor Xin's safety. He will not enter the palace unless summoned. The person Emperor Xin calls is the chamberlain responsible for civil affairs and miscellaneous matters.

"I hope Di Xin can spread the paper and brush, so that subsequent plans can be carried out."

Zhang Yuan thought like this, and soon the servant came out of the palace and went straight to the Grand Master's Mansion outside the palace.

Emperor Xin has only been on the throne for two years, and his foundation is not very stable. Grand Master Wen Zhong is his die-hard supporter, and he will discuss important matters with Wen Zhong.

A quarter of an hour later, Grand Master Wen Zhong entered Emperor Xin's palace.

Zhang Yuan hid his aura and pretended to be an ordinary person. Since Wen Zhong was not as good as the early Earth Immortal, he could not see through Zhang Yuan's disguise, and he would not even care about Zhang Yuan, a small imperial guard.

This is fine, as long as Zhang Yuan stays by Di Xin's side, he will be protected by the power of the Human Emperor in Di Xin and will not be easily deduced by powerful powers.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with your summoned minister?"

"Master, there is no need to be polite. Sit down quickly and let's see if the things recorded in this book are true and whether they can be produced."

Emperor Xin asked Grand Master Wen Zhong to sit down, and then handed the white paper to Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong looked at the white paper and was also surprised.

He is a disciple of Jiejiao, so he naturally knows what a book is.

But there will never be an object like a book among mortals in the human world. Books are only used by immortals. Even some immortals don't understand how books are formed.

Immortals only know that the object that records the skills is called a book. As for how to make a book, only a few powerful people know.

Because most immortals use their spiritual thoughts to communicate and burn information on mountain stones and chalcedony, only some innate chapters appear in the form of books, such as the Three Books of Heaven, Earth, and Man.

"Your Majesty, I wonder where you got this book?"

"The Grand Master also knows about books?"

"Your Majesty, I am also fortunate to have seen several books. Those books are my master's collection. They record many immortal methods and are full of Taoist charm. However, your Majesty's book is like a mortal thing, as if it was made by a mortal. "

After receiving Wen Zhong's answer, Di Xin was filled with surprise.

According to Wen Zhong, books are also rare items among immortals, but if you follow the method in the white paper, mortals can also make books.

"Master, please read the book."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Grand Master Wen Zhong opened the book carefully, and the more he read, the more frightened he became.

Looking at the whole book, he is still not sure whether the things recorded in the book can be made by mortals, but if the things recorded in the book can really be made, it will be a great blessing.

In ancient times, the three ancestors of the human race brought fire, clothes, houses and other civilized creations to lead the human race out of the wilderness, and also gained a lot of merit.

Nowadays, the paper, brush, ink clay and the magical movable type printing technology in this book. If the first physical object really appears, it will definitely lead to the development of the human race, and heaven will naturally come down to reward it with merit.

"Master, can the things recorded in the book be manufactured?"

"Your Majesty, I don't know, but the records in the book are detailed. According to the method in the book, it may be possible to make it. I still need to test it."

"Okay, let's leave this matter to the Grand Master."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wen Zhong was very excited at this moment. If he really only needs to produce paper, pen and ink, he will definitely gain a lot of merit. Even if he is just the agent, he can also share a lot of merit.

Merit is like a treasure in the ancient world. Whether it is used to increase one's cultivation or to protect one's body, it is an excellent thing.

Even a saint needs merit.

Especially the Second Sage of the West still owes a lot of merit to Heaven, and they don't want to let go of any merit.

Outside the palace, Zhang Yuan looked at Grand Master Wen Zhong who left in a hurry with the white paper, and quietly planted a computing power seed in Wen Zhong's body.

With this kind of computing power, Wen Zhong's every move is under Zhang Yuan's surveillance.

"If this move is feasible, the next time it appears will be an extraordinary method."

If paper and pen can appear and spread to all parts of Dashang, and no moth will appear, Dashang's national fortune can also increase.

Zhang Yuan will teach Emperor Xin martial arts, which is unique to the human race.

The power of the Human Emperor cannot be matched by the Immortal Dao. This is the plan of Heaven to prevent the birth of a tyrannical being from the Human Dao.

However, the laws of martial arts are different from those of immortality, and they are not under the jurisdiction of heaven. Naturally, the power of the Human Emperor will not reject martial arts, and even the human realm can accept martial arts.

Just as the way of heaven is bound to the way of immortality, the way of humanity can also be bound to the way of martial arts. It is not impossible to stage a battle between immortality and martial arts in the future.

Seven days passed in a flash.

Zhang Yuan also had nothing to do. He stood guard for Emperor Xin during the day and returned to his residence to rest at night, performing the role of an ordinary imperial guard flawlessly.

In order not to expose his identity, he didn't even practice. He just did ordinary things like an ordinary mortal.

Seven days was not enough to make paper and ink, but it was enough to make a rough brush.

In the Taishi Mansion, Wen Zhong had summoned many craftsmen over the past seven days and divided them into four groups to make four kinds of objects in the book.

Paper and ink were more than half way through the process, and the template for movable type printing was created, but without the blessing of paper and ink, it was not recognized by heaven and earth.

Taishi Wen Zhong was a little disappointed at first, but then he thought about it, movable type printing is an extension of paper, pen and ink. Paper, pen and ink have not been born, and movable type printing is rootless, so naturally it cannot be recognized by heaven and earth.

"Master, the writing brush has been made!"

"Quick, let me see."

On the evening of the seventh day, the clerk in charge of the craftsmen came to report that the brush had been made.

Wen Zhong didn't care so much and immediately flew to the workshop.

On the slip of paper lay a crude writing brush.

The pen holder is made of bamboo, and the nib is made of wolf hair, which may be due to the rush of work. The nib of the brush is not very round, so it is usable but definitely not easy to use.

"Bring a box of black water, I want to go into the palace to meet His Majesty."

"Yes, Master."

The ink had not yet been made, so Wen Zhong used black water instead of ink to test the function of the brush.

Emperor Xin's palace.

Di Xin and Wen Zhong looked at the brush. Although there was nothing wrong with the style of the brush, it was unknown whether it could be used for writing.

"Your Majesty, this is a writing brush. Since the ink has not yet been made, black water can only be used instead of ink."

"It doesn't matter, why don't we try the brush."

"Follow His Majesty's arrangements."

Di Xin rolled out a blank bamboo slip and carefully soaked the tip of the pen in the black water according to the method of using the brush in the white paper, waiting for the brush to absorb a certain amount of black water.

Under Wen Zhong's expectant eyes, Di Xin carefully wrote his name on the bamboo slip.

It was just the first time that Di Xin used a brush to write. Not to mention that the brush was crudely made, and it did not use professional ink. He was not familiar with writing with a brush, so the written word "Di Xin" was blurry and not easy to read.

"Hiss, the light of merit!"

Wen Zhong looked in disbelief at the golden light of merit emanating from the two characters "Xin" on the bamboo slips.