On the Importance of Chinese Characters

On the winding mountain road, a group of people are on their way.

A gorgeous sedan chair was carried by 8 big men, and it passed forward without touching the ground, no matter what the terrain was, it was stable without a trace of shaking.This sedan chair is not box-shaped, and is transparent on all sides. Only layers of curtains are hung on the four pillars under the top of the treasure.The curtain is soft and elegant, made of expensive source silk, this kind of source silk is made by the source artist, water and fire are not intruded, dust is not sticky, ventilated and breathable, and extremely private, the only disadvantage is that it is expensive, ordinary Rich and noble people can't afford it, so it can be seen that the identities of the characters in this sedan chair are not ordinary.

The curtain tightly covered the scene in the sedan chair, but occasionally when there was wind in the mountain, the curtain would be blown open a little, and a middle-aged man could be faintly seen from it.He laid his pillow on the maid's soft and smooth thigh leisurely, closed his eyes and meditated.The maid looks soft and beautiful, with a small face, big eyes, a little vermilion between her brows, good-looking and supple, holding a fan made of blue feathers and black long tails, carefully sending the most suitable breeze to the man.Only her arms were shaking mechanically, and the rest of her body was fixed in a fixed posture as if it didn't belong to her, for fear that the pillow was not made up to standard and would be rejected by the owner.Cold sweat stuck to her back, but she always had a gentle smile on her face, like a mask hanging on her face.

'Click', the slight sound of footsteps sounded outside the sedan chair, and a man in blue lightly landed on the lifting pole of the sedan chair, kneeling on the pole that was less than the width of his feet as if walking on the ground: "Master, the master tiger Lietian replied, allowing us to move freely in the mansion. Before sensing the breath of the ancestors in the northeast of the Litian Talisman, we can only narrow the range to within a thousand miles. There are two nearby cities of the Tianling Clan that can supply, one One is Nachuan City with the sea on its back and mountains on the other, and the other is Flowing River City built along the water source of the mountains. Please let the master show you which city to settle in."

"I heard that the Yang masters seem to be around here too? Where did they go?" the man in the sedan asked lazily.

"The subordinates didn't dare to get too close, and only faintly saw them going to the seaside."

"That's Nachuan City. If you follow them, it will save a lot of effort if someone helps us find the way."

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Zhuang Yunzhou returned to his room, locked the room with his backhand, and took out the box Fang Qiling gave him, but he hesitated to make a move.

Pandora's box.

Zhuang Yunzhou didn't know what he would see in it. When he opened it, what he released might be the truth that he had to pursue for his whole life, life and death, pain, pursuit, hesitation, fear... full of thorns and dangers, maybe in the end, he found that this was nothing but It is a hopeless chase.

Zhuang Yunzhou stared at the box, blinked, smiled suddenly, and then slowly and solemnly stretched out his hand——the lid of the box was opened.

How can one live a stable life?Is it peace of mind, peace of soul?Or the pleasure of the flesh, the satisfaction of the senses?

After all, there must be something that needs to be persisted and pursued, and there is also the hope of immortality in Pandora's box.

There are four things in the box, an inconspicuous stone, a grass, a leaf and a bowl of water.

The slender fingers attached to the source force slid across the four items, like candles cast by a wizard, and the four items floated with shining lines one by one.These lines are very complex and without any regularity, they seem to be the traces left by a child randomly whipping and dragging branches on the ground, messy and mottled.

How could this be?

Zhuang Yunzhou was shocked and puzzled in his heart, as if he was sure that there was a vast ocean ahead, but he suddenly saw a towering mountain. This shock was mixed with some inexplicable emotions, whether it was loss or gratitude.

According to his speculation, the textures on these items should also be in the image of Chinese characters like the stone plate.However, what is the matter with such complicated and disorderly graffiti?

Could it be that the stone plate was a coincidence?Did it just happen to form the Xiaozhuan image of the word "medical"? Or was he so eager to find the origin technique to go home that his brain had an association like a suspect stealing an axe?

Origin technique is not a Chinese character...

Zhuang Yunzhou laughed at himself, feeling a little pitiful for being so serious just now, those difficult struggles and self-discovery have become a joke.

Perhaps because he sensed what he was thinking, the sacred mountain in the sea of ​​qi suddenly trembled slightly. The four items placed in the box seemed to be summoned by something, and the void floated up. A light shot into the center of his brow.

Zhuang Yunzhou's whole body trembled, his spiritual sense turned, and he couldn't help but entered the spiritual consciousness factory.

At this time, the Divine Consciousness Square has changed greatly. The Five Sacred Visions, which originally firmly occupied the central area of ​​the square, have been squeezed into a corner of the square by a simple seal character "医". Although the word "医" does not occupy much space , but like an overlord, other items did not dare to take advantage of it, and honestly vacated a space in the center. The four rays of light that had just been thrown into the sea of ​​consciousness turned into huge lines of origin technique, avoiding the middle area, and The entire sea of ​​consciousness space is packed to the brim, without a single gap, and the information of the attention stone that has not yet been read in the sea of ​​consciousness is the most pitiful, so it has to turn into stars all over the sky, wandering close to the sea of ​​consciousness.

These four origin techniques are too big, and Zhuang Yunzhou's sea of ​​consciousness is in severe pain. Zhuang Yunzhou instinctively realized that his sea of ​​consciousness can't hold these four origin techniques at the same time. He tried to expel one of them, but No matter how hard they tried, the four origin arts seemed to be desperately resisting the expulsion of their master, pushing and pulling each other to squeeze each other out.

The severe pain made Zhuang Yunzhou's forehead covered with cold sweat, and he couldn't help covering his forehead with his hands, his lips were so painful that they were pale, and he was biting him tightly again - he couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't attract attention!

As if aware of the crisis of the main body, the Qi Haishen Mountain trembled again, and the four origin techniques you fought over were like a mouse after seeing a cat, obediently still.A mysterious aura floated out from Shenshan and landed on one of the source technique lines in the Consciousness Sea Square.

That aura is very weak, like a thin silk, compared to the source technique that occupies almost a quarter of the Consciousness Sea Square, it is ridiculously weak, not only that, but its movement is not fast, slow, like a The little snail climbed lazily along one of the lines of the source technique.However, it was such a small thing that caused an unexpected change in the pattern of the origin technique——

Where it crawled, the lines of origin technique disappeared.

Zhuang Yunzhou was stunned, and couldn't help scanning over with his divine sense, and then confirmed again that those lines were not hidden, but really disappeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, just like blackboard words erased by a blackboard eraser. Come on, Zhuang Yunzhou's gaze changed when he looked at the aura again.

That breath is still diligently climbing, its goal seems to be irregular, sometimes it stops halfway along one path, and turns to entangle another one.At the beginning, Zhuang Yunzhou was completely confused, but as time went by, more and more lines were erased, and the lines of origin techniques became smaller and smaller, but he seemed to have some understanding.

Finally, when the aura wiped away the current streak, Zhuang Yunzhou suddenly trembled and uttered a word: "Health!"

Chinese character '生'.

It's just that the character 'sheng' is not a simplified Chinese character, nor is it a small seal script like Zuyuan's 'medical' character, but the character 'sheng' in oracle bone inscriptions!The words on Zuyuan misled his thinking, and even the breath almost wiped out the messy lines, and he suddenly saw it!

The oracle bone inscriptions with the word "birth" look like a plant growing out of the ground. "Shuowen Jiezi" said: "Growth, progress. Elephants grow out of the soil." It means: birth, growth.Like grass grows from the ground.

So... Zhuang Yunzhou volleyed and traced Yuanju whose lines had been erased and had shrunk by four-fifths in size, and sighed: "Genju, it really is Chinese characters." And it was Chinese characters of different periods and forms.

"Is this the so-called 'Golden Finger'?" Zhuang Yunzhou murmured as he watched the aura dissipate into the sea of ​​consciousness as if exhausted. I really don't know whether to be flattered by this kind of treatment or panicked. .Although it is conceivable that in the future, his innate advantages will save him many detours in practice, but to him now, this golden finger is like a child carrying a golden mountain on his back, walking in a busy city, quite embarrassing.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. The ancients never deceived me." Zhuang Yunzhou suppressed some impetuous thoughts, thinking of the inexplicable sacred mountain in the sea of ​​qi, and the lack of energy just now that the origin technique hadn't been wiped off. There was an air of mystery, and his brows were furrowed.This kind of feeling that there are too many secrets in my body and I still don't understand it is not very good.

"Sure enough, there are still too few attention stones." Zhuang Yunzhou came to a conclusion, and added, "There are still too few learning." He looked at the remaining three huge origin technique lines, and felt that it was a bit preoccupied. place.His Sea of ​​Consciousness Plaza is only this big, but five origin techniques are not enough, and there are so many Chinese characters...

Zhuang Yunzhou thought for a while, and his consciousness fell into the sea of ​​qi.The sea of ​​air is still dark, and the mountain of God is hidden in the darkness, standing silently.He tried to use his consciousness to push the mountain to draw out the mysterious power just now, but the moment his consciousness just touched the mountain, a suction force suddenly formed, sucking him in unexpectedly.The dizzy darkness lasted for less than a second. Zhuang Yunzhou opened his eyes and found himself in a place similar to a cave. The cave was empty, only filled with thick fog.After carefully identifying it, he was surprised to find that this dense fog was born from the same source as the breath that wiped away the lines of divine consciousness just now!

Inside the mountain? !What on earth is this holy mountain going to do?

Zhuang Yunzhou wandered around the cave, but didn't find anything special. Just when he was about to go out, the roars of five beasts suddenly burst out from the silent space, some were clear, some were thick, some were hoarse, Or domineering... and following the roar of wild beasts, figures appeared in the cave out of thin air.

"Visualization of the Five Sages?!" Zhuang Yunzhou exclaimed.He suddenly turned his gaze back to Sea of ​​Consciousness Square, but the original visualization of the Five Sages was still obediently in a corner of Sea of ​​Consciousness Square, two?

Just when he was in doubt, a thrust was formed, which made him involuntarily practice along the five sages visualization map in the cave, one week, two weeks, three weeks... until the tenth week God, Zhuang Yunzhou woke up from this inexplicable trance.

The consciousness seems to be condensed a lot, and the breath seems to be different, with the same smell as the breath in the cave of Shenshan.Zhuang Yunzhou pensively turned his gaze back to the superfluous lines of the character 'sheng' that had not been erased, tentatively entangled it with his divine sense, and twisted it lightly, the lines instantly seemed to be corroded, missing a corner .

Zhuang Yunzhou smiled suddenly: "Isn't it better to teach people to fish than to teach them fish? Thank you very much."

Shenshan trembled, as if responding.