Seeking the Way of Immortality

When the sun rose slowly, Wu Zheng stopped practicing swordplay, but there was no sweat on his forehead.

Wu Zheng finished washing and started eating. His breakfast was a tray of steamed buns, two bowls of rice porridge, and two dishes of side dishes. It was simple but rich.

After taking the fine wood bought yesterday, Wu Zheng's iron sword trembled. The ten-foot-long fine wood had been broken into several pieces. Wu Zheng took out the carving knife sent by Zhang Chen, and his right wrist trembled, and the wood chips fell one after another.

The little black dog ran back and forth in the flying wood chips, playing quite happily.

The little turtle crawled slowly around Wu Zheng's body. I don't know what it was thinking? What was it playing alone?

A red palm-sized puppy suddenly appeared in Wu Zheng's hand. Looking at the appearance of the red puppy, it was somewhat similar to the little black dog.

Wu Zheng placed the carved red puppy on the shelf next to the counter.

He took a piece of black wood and started carving again.

Yan State is close to the Chijin Mountains and has no shortage of wood, especially high-quality wood. Wood suitable for carving must be dry, flexible, hard, and non-deformed.

Before Wu Zheng planned to do wood carving business, he had already learned all the knowledge about wood carving. For him, just take a look. Red mahogany, red fir, black iron tree, chicken willow tree, white poplar, red jujube wood, huanghuali, iron ridge, dragon wood, etc. are all top-quality carving wood.

Less than five square meters of wood alone cost Wu Zheng one or two gold. You can imagine how expensive it is.

Of course, after carving these woods into various things, the price will naturally increase exponentially. Wu Zheng's carving skills are not very good, but as the carving continues, it tends to be perfect unknowingly.

After all, Wu Zheng is at the peak of the Golden Core stage, and his spiritual awareness is close to that of a late-stage Yuanying cultivator. He has a very good grasp of the texture of wood and the depth of the cut. Moreover, when Wu Zheng was practicing spearmanship in the Five Elements Desolate Land, he had already mastered the three true meanings of spearmanship: steady, accurate, and ruthless.

At this time, he was very good at carving.

On the street, there were a few shouts at first, but now it was everywhere. The cabinets in Wu Zheng's shop were already full of carvings.

White cabbage, red jade ruyi, puppies, sturdy and simple black turtles, lions, tigers, flowers, birds, insects and fish, everything is available, and it looks real at first glance.

However, if there are skilled carvers here, they will find that although Wu Zheng's carvings are perfect and seem real, they lack the charm.

Yes, charm!

It has the form but not the spirit!

But these alone are enough to open the storefront and do business!

Because it was a newly opened shop, it was not well-known, so there was no one in Wu Zheng's shop. Of course, Wu Zheng was not in a hurry, after all, he was not someone who depended on this shop for a living.

Not only Wu Zheng got up early for morning exercises, the people of Langnan City were tough. After getting up in the morning, men, women, old and young would exercise, or practice boxing, or practice swords, or run around the city. Anyway, no one was idle.

Some people who made a living by hunting and fishing had already gone into the mountains or rivers early!

Wu Zheng didn't care about these, all he had to do was to be himself.

Wu Zheng took out a book he bought yesterday and read it slowly. Books are the most powerful thing to quickly understand the world.

Wu Zheng has learned a lot of words in his practice over the years, otherwise he would not even have the ability to read books. When he practiced the exercises before, most of them were inductions of spiritual consciousness. With his strong memory, he remembered a lot. Not to mention being as knowledgeable as a great scholar, but it should be no problem to pass the examination for a scholar.

In his early years, Wu Zheng's family was poor and he had no extra money to study. He learned all the characters he knew secretly. At that time, there was a private school where Wu Zheng lived. Wu Zheng often lay outside the window and carefully peeked at the teacher's explanation.

After a few years, he knew a lot of characters.

As the saying goes, it is better to steal than to learn. Wu Zheng learned more secretly than ordinary children in private schools.

Unfortunately, it was not as he wished. That year, his hometown was hit by a disaster, his parents died, and the whole village fled to other places. He was no exception. After wandering for a few years, by chance, he came to Qingyang Town and worshipped at Qingyang Gate.

He made Wu Zheng what he is today.

Those past events are always so unbearable to look back.

Wu Zheng sighed! He buried all this deeply in his heart, regained his mind, and began to read. The book in his hand is called "Continuation of Confucianism", which talks about the history of Confucianism and the articles of great Confucian scholars.

"Uncle Wu, did you carve all these?" A childish voice broke Wu Zheng's immersion in the book and brought him back to reality.

"Oh, it's Xiaoyi!"

"Uncle, you haven't answered my question yet?" Little Zhang Yi said childishly.

"Yes! Do you like it?" Wu Zheng said, touching Little Zhang Yi's head.

"I like it."

"Which one do you like?"

"The little red dog." Little Zhang Yi pointed to the little red dog on the shelf and said.

"Here, this is for you." Wu Zheng took the little red dog wood carving and handed it to Zhang Yi.

"Well, I don't want it. Mom said that I can't take other people's things." Little Zhang Yi tilted his head and said seriously, with infinite desire in his eyes.

"It's okay, my uncle gave it to you. Your mother will agree." Wu Zheng said with a smile.

Xiao Zhang Yi thought for a while and took the wooden sculpture of the little red dog: "Thank you, uncle."

After saying that, he ran out happily.

After Xiao Zhang Yi left, Wu Zheng turned around and sat at the counter and started reading. The knowledge in the book was all articles by Confucian scholars, and the words were quite reasonable.

In Xuanhuang Continent, hundreds of schools of thought contend, with Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism as the mainstream. Confucianism emphasizes the interaction between heaven and man, and the unity of heaven and man. Great Confucian scholars cultivate a breath of great righteousness, which can prevent ghosts and gods from changing things, and prevent all evils from invading. There are even more Confucian scholars who say that just by using a breath of great righteousness, they can kill demons and monsters alive. They use the four treasures of the study as their magic weapons, pen, ink, and paper. , Inkstone is their lifelong pursuit.

Legend has it that there was a great Confucian who entered Taoism through Confucianism, ascended to the throne, and became an immortal.

Buddhism talks about saving all sentient beings, saying that "people are future Buddhas, and Buddhas are people who have lived in the past." They influence the world, pay attention to the Buddha's mission to those who are destined, walk in the human world, experience all kinds of situations and sufferings in the world, and cultivate the golden body of Arhat.

They practice not only their physical bodies, but also their Buddhist magical powers. The Buddhist magic weapons passed down from generation to generation include the ten-direction cassock, the demon-conquering pestle, the purple gold rosette, the relic rosary, and so on.

Taoism talks about governing by doing nothing. Wuwei does not mean not doing anything, but doing everything. It emphasizes naturalness. There is a saying that "man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature."

Most of the Taoist monks walked around villages, hunting down ghosts and evil spirits, armed with a three-foot mahogany sword and a wolf-hair pen, fighting against the heavens and the earth.

Secondly, there are major sects such as Legalism and Yin Yang Family.

Of course, there is also a group of people who, although they belong to these sects, do not practice magic and only read articles. They study hard in order to seek fame and fame, in order to be prosperous for a lifetime and influence the major events of a country.

Control the destiny of people in the world.

Wu Zheng admires such people and envies such a life, but he will not become such a person. Everyone's pursuit is different, just like he doesn't understand why those scholars have been studying for ten years and are not bullshit, but they are still persistent.

Those who are scholars will not understand his pursuit.

Wu Zheng likes reading. There is no reason. He just likes reading. Whether in the world of cultivation or in the mortal world, his storage ring always contains a variety of books. Reading can help people quickly understand the world, and It can also help people understand many principles of life and work.

There is a saying that goes, "Knowledge is all about understanding things in the world, and writing is all about understanding people." Wu Zheng admired this saying very much and always learned the knowledge he needed from books.

In addition to reading, Wu Zheng also likes to practice calligraphy. Although his calligraphy is not very good, whenever he picks up the brush and starts writing, his heart will be extremely calm.

Just like when he was studying seriously at this moment, there was no disturbance in his heart. Everything in the world of cultivators had nothing to do with him at this moment. He was just a scholar.

The "Summary of Confucianism" that Wu Zheng was reading at this time, although it was just a street stall, and even some of the handwriting was slightly sloppy, Wu Zheng still read it with gusto.

At this moment, he transformed into a scholar thirsty for knowledge.