Global Cultivation [Live]

Brother Yan didn't get enough sleep for three hours before he was called to go to work by a phone call.

As the captain of the second team of the Chengnan Branch of the Star City Public Security Bureau, he has a lot to do.In addition to his regular job of meeting and writing reports, he also has to wipe the ass of some liar.

For example, the gangsters who were captured last night were carrying controlled knives and were caught without discussion. According to their confessions, they were suspected of stealing and attempted robbery. Except for a few minors, others may go to prison.And Yan Zhe must settle them down before they go to prison, so that they don't mention what they saw last night.It would be even better if they could be fooled into thinking that what they saw was fake, and that Ying Bo didn't show up at all.

After he left, Ying Bo stood blankly on the balcony for a while, and when the sun turned from the coolness in the morning to the scorching heat in the morning, he went to the toilet to vomit bile for a while, and his whole body returned to normal.

Regardless of whether he wants to practice or not in the future, the first thing to do is to sort out the relics of his master.

Since there are such scriptures as the "Congenital Taiyin Elemental Classic" in the relics of the master, there may be more treasures cast by the pearls.

Thinking like this, Ying Bo searched and found something that he wasn't sure about.

When they started apprenticeship, apart from a copy of the "Congenital Taiyin Suyuan Jing", there were also portraits of their ancestors.Ying Bo didn't pay attention to it in the past, picked it up today, and found that the material of the paper used for the portrait of the patriarch was exactly the same as that of the "Congenital Taiyin Suyuan Jing", like paper and silk, not like ordinary things.

He took it to the kitchen and tried it again, and found that the portrait of the patriarch and the "Congenital Taiyin Suyuan Jing" were soaked in water, did not burn, and could not be chopped with a kitchen knife.

If you can't pierce them with a single shot, these two things are invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to weapons and weapons.

This raises a big doubt.

Ying Bo didn't know when his master's school originated, because the master never mentioned it.But at least, from the man's occasional words, he should be able to know that his master is a fake liar, master's master is a fake liar, and master's master's master is also a liar.

However, how can a sect that adheres to the practice of self-cultivation produce some liars?

This is as ridiculous as a person guarding real money becoming a beggar.

Could it be that his masters and ancestors who went up from the school all regarded the "Congenital Taiyin Elemental Sutra" as a fake?If this is the case, why do they pass on a fake thing as a treasure of the master, just because it is made of a special material that is invulnerable to water and fire?

No, Ying Bo overturned his idea.

100 years ago, before modern science sprouted in this ancient land, no one would regard a book of exercises written on water and fire impenetrable paper as fake.

Such treasures will be snatched by others, and those who can obtain the "Congenital Taiyin Elemental Sutra" will definitely cultivate it.

As long as the cultivation is successful, it is impossible for that person to continue to be a liar... No, it is also possible to continue to be a liar.But some swindlers can only hang out in the market, while others can step into the court and be cited by the emperor as a celestial master.As long as there is a person with real skills in the master's school, the man who has been called master for three years will not be reduced to buying a child as an apprentice.

Ying Bo speculated for a long time, but couldn't find a logical possibility, so he could only put the matter aside with a frown.

The patriarch's portrait didn't know what it was useful for, so he simply hung it in the living room. "Congenital Taiyin Suyuan Jing" was handwritten and transcribed by him, and he took photos with his mobile phone for backup, and finally memorized the whole article, even if it was lost, he was not afraid.

After finishing all this, Ying Bo turned on the computer and entered the name "Congenital Taiyin Elemental Classic" in the search box.

Enter, search.

The first entry that appeared on the webpage was "The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, Plain Questions".

Skipping two entries on "Huangdi Neijing Suwen", the third directly jumps to the Baidu Encyclopedia of Suyuan, an abstract algebraic concept.

Ying Bo has used Baidu, Google, Sogou, browsed countless forums, and even entered the dark web where ordinary people cannot enter. It can be said that he has plowed the entire Internet world several times, but he has not found any information about "Congenital Taiyin Elements Classic". news.Obviously, this exercise is different from the "Tao Te Ching", "Huang Di Nei Jing" and "Bao Pu Zi", and has never been circulated outside, or even recorded in other ancient books.

This is strange, if the "Congenital Taiyin Suyuan Jing" itself is not well-known, why was it filmed by his colleagues in the video and pretended to be live, and appeared in the daily live broadcast?

Illogical, illogical.

Since yesterday morning, few logical things have happened around Ying Bo.

He took out the mobile phone that hadn't had time to replace it with a new screen, stared at the live broadcast for a minute full of entanglement, and turned it on.

The interface of the morning and evening live broadcast is the same as when it was opened yesterday, but the name of the first live broadcast room under the recommendation column is not as fancy as yesterday, it only has two words - Fu Jiao [latest]

The host's name is: Day and night certification - a third-level talisman teacher in Xishan Haida World, a disciple of Chuanwentang in Taihua Mountain, Yang Quhuan.

Ying Bo: "..."

The details determine success or failure, and so does deception.If this was really a scam, then Ying Po might have already lost.

Faced with this kind of brain hole that ordinary people can't open up, he has to think, what if, maybe, if... is it true?

Considering that behind the little gangster is an expert painter who has not shown his face so far, Ying Bo must know more about Fu.After debating for a moment whether the live broadcast was real or not, he still clicked in.

Perhaps it was because he had practiced once, this time he was not blocked by the reminder that his cultivation was not enough.

The screen lit up, followed by noisy voices. A man wearing a lake-blue scholar's gown stood in the center of the podium with a look of helplessness on his face, desperately trying to appease the students below.

Ying Bo hadn't noticed the cloud-shrouded fairyland scenery around him, but was dizzy from the noise of countless chattering children.If you look closely, these children are all five or six years old. In modern society, they may still be in kindergarten.Here they are wearing the same gowns, with a desk in front of each of them, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones, playing with each other's ink.

Let alone whether or not cultivation can cure cancer, at least it cannot cure poor children.

The man in the long gown on the podium was obviously aware of this too, so he simply resorted to a trick.Ying Bo saw him take out a talisman from his long sleeve, and flipped it between his index and middle fingers, the yellow talisman shattered, and then all the children fell silent, and stretched out their hands one by one to open their own mouths.

"It's useless," said the man in the lake blue gown. "This mortal talisman that silences your voice can keep you silent for at least two moments. The class time is already over. If you don't want me to be in trouble with your performance today If you make a note of errands, obediently do as I tell you, and don't miss out."

His words obviously made no progress, and all the children were shaking their fists at him angrily.

"Haha," Ying Bo heard a voice say at this time, "Xishanhai Taihua Sect? Isn't this the sect that specializes in talisman cram schools?"

"It's great to have a relationship with the Talisman Master Alliance. If you find a few questions on the Talisman Master Qualification Exam, you can earn a lot of spirit stones."

"That's right, other people came to his home for tutoring to get a thorough examination of the questions. I didn't expect that Tai Huazong really thought that his lecturers were masters of talisman Taoism. He even had the face to open basic classes for the children and really sent the children there. Then Didn't you misunderstand your son?"

"Say it, someone else has a relationship in the Fushi Alliance."

"So what if it's related?"

"After passing the exam in this class, you can get a talisman apprentice certificate. With this certificate, you can attend the class of Master Sun of the talisman alliance. Do you think the parents of these children are here to let them learn the basics of talisman? They came for Master Sun's class. If it wasn't for Taihuazong's Fu Dao basic class that only recruits children under the age of seven, we would be the ones who broke their heads to enter this class."

"Master Sun and the Taihua Sect are actually collaborating?"

"Maybe the people below did it without telling the truth."

"Alas," the people who spoke all sighed, "This atmosphere..."

While they were talking, the camera turned around a few times, presenting a 360-degree view of this fairyland-like, noisy place like a vegetable market.No matter how hard Ying Bo searched, he couldn't find the talking people in a room full of children.

Is this sound really a barrage?Ying Park couldn't help thinking.

At this time, the man in the lake blue gown finally counted the number of people, and called out the names of a few children who had not paid, so that they could pay their tuition fees as soon as possible.After doing all of this, finally, the fundamental lesson of Talisman began.

It only took Ying Bo a few minutes to confirm that the man in the lake blue gown who was giving the lecture had no material as said in the barrage.Although he doesn't understand talisman, he knows that a high-level teacher will not repeat the same meaning more than twenty times in different words, let alone become hesitant when a child asks a question.But this kind of repetition of words is exactly what Ying Bo needs. After the words mixed with too many unknown words are repeated in different ways, even Ying Bo, who has no foundation at all, can understand what the man in the lake blue gown is talking about.

As far as he said, talisman is the real name of all things.

The closer to the "true" talisman, the more powerful it will be.But this kind of strength cannot be tolerated by ordinary materials or even talisman masters, so the talismans written by ordinary talisman masters are quite different from their real names.

The degree of difference distinguishes the grades of talismans. A third-level talisman master can write mortal talismans, a second-level talisman master can write spiritual talismans, and a first-level talisman master can write precious talismans. Can create a talisman.

Ying Bo tried the division method mentioned here, and confirmed that the yellow talisman he activated successfully last night was the lowest-level mortal talisman.

The man in the lake blue gown said again that the students under the forum can only write mortal talismans at most, but don’t worry, mortal talismans are small in power, but they also have their advantages. They can be used to deal with things that have no spiritual power, and one piece can last for a long time .

A viewer watching the live broadcast laughed and interrupted.

"Isn't this Yang Quhuan joking? Things like mortal talismans cannot be touched by water or fire, and they will be useless when it rains."

But it can be used when it is not raining, and Ying Bo wrote it down in his notes.

The next moment, the mobile live broadcast interface suddenly disappeared.

Ying Bo was taken aback for a moment, then heard the bell ring, and the name displayed on the caller ID was Yan Haji.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and Ying Bo had listened to the class for a whole day, and took fifteen pages of notes.

The hunger that hasn't been felt for a long time is transmitted along the nerve instead of the pain. Ying Bo rubbed his stomach and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?" Ying Bo said.

He waited for half a minute, and there was silence on the other side of the phone, without any reply.