The Grand Master of Illusion in Naruto World

Chapter 358 Inheritance

Ming Jing didn't know that Yue Xi was having a hard time worrying about his affairs.At this time, he was staying in the storage room, holding a book in each hand, like a primary school student, comparing each word word by word.

After a while, Ming Jing closed the book in his right hand, and said with a relaxed expression on his face: "Huh... I can finally recognize the seal script, so I can read that set of bamboo slips!" Thinking of this, Ming Jing rubbed himself face, walked to the bamboo slips again.

I don't know why, but when Ming Jing stretched out his hand to hold the ancient bamboo slips, his heart was tense, excited, and apprehensive, and various emotions were tossed and turned.For a while, he didn't even have the courage to open the bamboo slips!

"Are you kidding me!" Ming Jing bit his lip violently, immediately bright red blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, part of the blood with the smell of iron flowed into his mouth, stimulating the sense of taste.Ming Jing's expression froze, he looked at the bamboo slips and said, "I learned the seal script with great difficulty! How could I back down?!"

As if sensing Der Spiegel's determination, the quaint bamboo slips seemed to become a little lighter.At the same time, Ming Jing's heart also calmed down. He was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but think of the notes left by Anma Xiangmeng.With the strength of Kuruma Xiangmeng, he could leave such a terrifying illusion in his notes. The author of this bamboo slip should not be too weak!It seems that you still have to be careful!

Taking a deep breath, Ming Jing opened the first couplet, um, the name of the bamboo slip was written on it, "Chongxu Jing"? ?Why does it look familiar?Could it be written by Daoist Chongxu, the head of the Wudang faction in "Swordsman"?No, no, the background of "Swordsman" is the Ming Dynasty. People in the Ming Dynasty have long used Song style, so how could it be possible to write books in seal script!

Fortunately, the second couplet is the author's name, Lie Yukou...

Ming Jing couldn't help frowning, he must be from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period in big seal characters, and the surname of that era...

"No way?!" Ming Jing couldn't help shivering. He remembered an ancient passage he had memorized in his Chinese textbook. Five days later.Those who are blessed are not counted.Although this is free from action, there is still something to be done. '

The translation means that Liezi can walk against the wind, and his appearance is light and beautiful.After going out for fifteen days, I returned.Liezi was never in a hurry to seek happiness.Although he did this to avoid the toil of walking, he still had something to rely on.

So who is Liezi?Just talk about what others have written!The well-known fables such as "Kuafu Chasing the Sun", "The Foolish Old Man Moved the Mountain", "Worries for Heaven", and literary articles such as "High Mountains and Flowing Water" are all from "Liezi"!

Taking a deep breath, Ming Jing slowly opened the bamboo slips with a mentality like a pilgrimage.

"Lao Chengzi learned illusions from Mr. Yin Wen and did not report for three years.Lao Chengzi asked him to let him go and ask for a retreat.Mr. Yin Wen bowed to him and entered the room, screened his left and right sides and said to him: "Once upon a time, Lao Dan, who was in the west, looked at him and told him: there is life, shape, and illusion. The beginning of good fortune , the change of yin and yang is called life, and it is called death. The number of changes, the change due to shape, is called transformation, and it is called illusion. Its ingenuity is obvious, and its merits are shallow, so it rises and dies. Knowing that illusion is not different from life and death, you can learn illusion. I and you are also illusion, so I have to learn it?" The words of the master think deeply about March, and then you can live and die freely. At four o'clock in the school, there is thunder in winter, and ice is made in summer. Those who fly fly, and those who walk fly. '

It seems quite incomprehensible, but Mingjing still translated the ancient Chinese into vernacular according to his own knowledge, which roughly means that a man named Lao Chengzi learned the art of illusion from Mr. Yin Wen, but Mr. Yin Wen did not understand it for three years. Did not tell him.So Lao Chengzi went to Mr. Yin Wen to ask what was wrong with him, and wanted to drop out of school.Mr. Yin Wen bowed to him, then led Lao Chengzi into the room, told the people around him to leave the room and said to him: "A long time ago, Lao Dan was going to go west, and he turned around and told me, 'everything has life, everything has life'. Objects of shape are all illusory. The beginning of creation of all things, the change of yin and yang, is called life, and it is called death.' Knowing this law and following this change, changing according to specific situations, is called transformation, called illusion. The skill of creating all things is subtle, and the kung fu is profound, so it is difficult to fully understand and grasp it. The skill of changing according to specific situations is obvious, but the kung fu is shallow, so it happens at any time and disappears at any time. Only when you understand that illusion is no different from life and death can you Learn the art of illusion. You and I are also illusioning, why do you have to learn it again?"

After listening to Lao Chengzi, although he was a little confused, he still felt that what Mr. Yin Wen said was very compelling!So after he went back, he thought deeply for three months according to Mr. Yin's words, and suddenly he was enlightened and figured it out!Therefore, Lao Chengzi can live and die freely, and can turn over the four seasons, make thunder in winter and freeze in summer, make birds walk on the ground, and animals fly in the sky.

To sum up, the old man turned on the protagonist mode later, which is so awesome!
"Huh... that is to say, in a sense, the illusion is deduced by Lao Tzu who sees through the essence of everything? Then pass a few words to Mr. Yin Wen, and Mr. Yin Wen then pass it on to Lao Chengzi?" Ming Jing rubbed his head with some headaches. Rubbing between his brows, he felt that his IQ might not be enough.But having said that, can someone really practice illusion to that level?Others can be understood, what the hell is life and death at that time?
"Could it be a wrong understanding?" Ming Jing couldn't help but look at it again, it seems that it's okay to understand it as disappearing and appearing now and then!
"Forget it, forget it, let's continue watching!" After thinking for a while, Ming Jing decided to skip this topic and continue to read.

But what followed was a painting, an old man leaning on crutches, accepting the salute of a young man with a sword on his back.Across this painting, there is another piece of ancient text, "In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed that he was a butterfly, and the butterfly was a lifelike butterfly.If you suddenly feel it, then you will feel like a week.I don't know that Zhou's dream is Hu Die and Hu Die's dream is Zhou Yu?Zhou and Hu Die must be divided.This is called materialization. 'And the last author's name is impressively written as Zhuang Zhou!

"This is Zhuangzi's "Qiwulun"! Wait a minute... this young man is Zhuangzi?! This old man is an old man? So the old man passed the illusion to Zhuangzi? And this bamboo slip has been handed down from generation to generation by these big bosses. Passed down?" Ming Jing frowned, the deeper the puzzle, the more puzzles there will be!But what he was more curious about was who else wrote something on it.

Pressing all kinds of questions to the bottom of his heart, Ming Jing continued to scroll the bamboo slips, and another painting appeared in front of his eyes.In the painting, Zhuangzi is holding a wine bottle in one hand, talking frivolously in the palace.Among the people present, there were two people who looked thoughtful, and the rest of them all had expressions of 'that's amazing'...

　You may not believe it when you say it, but the weekend I had was a miracle.I am going to take the train back to Changsha on Saturday, because the heavy rain directly stopped the train.I finally got back to Changsha today, and was stopped by the neighborhood committee before I entered the community.Because the water in the community has not yet receded, and there is a danger of landslides on the mountain, in short, go out for a lap before checking the situation.I went to the riverside to take a look, and the sandbags were piled higher than the guardrail.The river was so close that the Juzizhou tourist pavilions in the middle of the river were flooded.To be honest, I was frightened at the time. It was the first time I saw Juzizhou being flooded when I grew up.Then I heard from some neighbors that Hong Feng was about to cross the Xiangjiang River, which scared me away from the river.After all, I can't swim...

　　In the afternoon, the water in the community receded a little, from knees to ankles.I walked in through the water. Fortunately, I lived on the fifth floor, and there was no damage to my home. The neighbors on the first floor were miserable, and they probably had to be redecorated.

　　This incident shows that it is better to buy a high-rise building when buying a house in the south!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)