Chapter 32 Method of dismemberment
"The decomposition of a husband's corpse is the transformation of form, the transformation of true nature, and the transformation of body. Therefore, it is also called "cicada sloughing", just like a cicada leaving its skin to change its bones, retaining its energy and solidifying its shape in the cave, and then flying up to form a new body. Yu Zhenxian."
"Corpse analysis includes Bingjie, staff solution, fire solution, and water solution. Historical books record that a man named Dan died for several years, but his body did not decay and he was resurrected after death. Other alchemists may pretend to use an object, a staff, clothing, sword, etc. ”
During the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, there was an alchemist who was killed by officials. The officials ordered someone to open the coffin, but his body was not found, only a bamboo staff was seen.
Zhang Duxiao was worthy of being the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain. He talked about the method of corpse dissection and told dozens of cases of corpse dissection.
Xu Xuan was silent after listening to it, and then commented after a while: "It's a bit fake, like some alchemists' praise for the death of people in the past."
In this case, it is impossible to enter the path of cultivation, or even to generate true energy. Even if it is true, it is most likely a special method of immortality.
"The Heavenly Master is absolutely right. According to historical records, there were forty-five people who became immortals in the Han Dynasty alone. There are definitely not that many people who became immortals."
Alchemists were rampant in the Han Dynasty. If an alchemist died suddenly, their disciples would not admit that he was really dead. Instead, they would lie and claim that the corpse had transformed into an immortal, and continued to deceive the trust of dignitaries.
There is a peculiarity among people who perform autopsy. After death, the body cannot be found when the coffin is opened.
But why open the coffin? And it's not just one or two cases. In China, death has always been the most important thing since ancient times, and alchemists were also guests of dignitaries during their lifetimes.
The reason why the coffin was opened was probably done deliberately by the disciples, who hid the elder's body in advance so that no one could see the body, thinking that the alchemist had already become an immortal.
"But there are indeed people who have succeeded in autopsy. An Qisheng in the Qin Dynasty, Lieutenant Lu of the Chu State, and Xu Fu in the Han Dynasty were all people who my ancestors said had supernatural powers. Later, the method of autopsy was ineffective and was refuted as a false theory of suicide. There are no legends of corpse dismemberment since then.”
As for the ancestors of Longhu Mountain, they obtained ancient artifacts, possessed true energy, and could release spells through the seal and magic sword.
After that, the Patriarch died, and no more righteous Dharma was born in the world.
"There is a seal, a sword, and a talisman in Longhu Mountain. Can I borrow them for viewing?" Xu Xuan asked.
"These magical weapons are more symbolic than practical. The original ones have been destroyed and the remaining ones were given by emperors of the past dynasties."
There are three versions of the Tianshi Seal alone, the button version from the Tang Dynasty, the flat version from the Song Dynasty, and the metal version.
There are even five or six kinds of magic swords.
Hearing this, Xu Xuan gave up his thoughts.
No need to ask, it must be a fake.
Before the Han Dynasty, there were truths and falsehoods, but after the Han Dynasty, they must be false.
"I have a suggestion. Ten pairs of Xiaoqinglong Powder and Xiaoqinglong Powder prescriptions are exchanged for the secret method of Longhu Mountain. What I want is the secret method that was circulated in the pre-Qin and even Qin and Han dynasties."
Since losing the secret recipe handed down from the ancestors, Longhu Mountain has become worse and worse day by day. In the past, I could win the trust of others through the martial arts of the guardian, but if this continues, I can only rely on folk magic to deceive others.
"Okay, whatever Master Zhenxian wants, I can get it."
Regardless of whether he gives a prescription or not, Zhang Duxiao is willing to show Xu Xuan the secret technique, which is useless anyway.
And some of them may not be true.
Over a thousand years and many wars, countless things have been lost.
"Okay, thank you fellow Taoist. I will send someone to Longhu Mountain to copy it."
Xu Xuan didn't want to leave this place.
Changsha is heavily guarded by troops, and they are our own people.
There are also twenty zombie guardians on the mountain.
This place is the safest, but it's different outside. There are refugees everywhere, and taking action is a waste of spiritual energy. It's better to study how to improve your realm.
"good."
Afterwards, Li Jianxing and Zhang Duxiao brought a group of disciples back to Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi.
Two months later.
A carriage full of secret books was delivered.
"So many?" Xu Xuan asked in surprise.
"Most of them are methods from the Qin and Han Dynasties, as well as corpse dissection methods spread in the pre-Qin Dynasty."
"Okay, you guys move to the Sutra Pavilion."
The workload will be huge next.
Since then, Xu Xuan has been spending time in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion identifying secret books.
Half a year passed slowly.
Xu Xuan unexpectedly discovered that the Qingjing Jue was originally part of the secret method passed down from Longhu Mountain, and the Longhushan version was more detailed than the previous version.
In the process of studying secret books, I also perfected my own skills.
Two prescriptions were discovered at the same time, one was a purple lead qi-nourishing pill, and the other was a yellow bud-preserving magic pill.
There is also a method of striking wood with lightning to refine talismans, and a golden light spell.
Three prescriptions, two-pronged approach.
It can basically guarantee daily practice, and can even export to the Mirror Realm.
As for other spells, the Golden Light Spell...you can practice it first. The Golden Light Spell seems to be very powerful. The golden light can kill enemies and protect the body.
During the Spring Festival, the New Year in troubled times is not as prosperous as before.
Except for the Huguang area, which is doing better, other places are miserable.
Changsha, formerly Prince Ji's Mansion, is now Xu Mansion.
The family happily eats the reunion dinner.
Xu Yong's family has ten members.
My sister Xu Ling'er is also married, and the heroic man next to her is her husband Li Anbang.
Li Anbang is Zhang Xianzhong's adopted son. During the Battle of Xiangyang last year, Xu Yong captured him. Thinking that he was an upright man, he took him under his command.
"Eat, eat, don't wait any longer. I don't know if the boss will come back." Xu Guangting has gray hair on his temples. These past few years have been his most leisurely time, and he has gained a lot of weight.
Now that his son has a successful career, it is difficult even for him to build such a foundation. He has long since accepted defeat and is living a retired life ahead of schedule.
The only pity is that the eldest son has no descendants.
But he also understood that he might never see the eldest child again in this life.
This kind of people cannot be judged by common sense. The role of ordinary people in giving birth to offspring is to extend their own lives from another angle. The boss may live longer than his great-great-grandchildren.
"Uncle is here!"
The butler shouted outside the door.
Hearing this sound, everyone put down their chopsticks, and the noise suddenly stopped.
I saw a young man who looked about twenty years old walking outside the door. He had skin as smooth as gel, eyes like stars, and a faint smile on his lips.
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
"Boss is back? Please sit down." Xu Guangting didn't realize that his tone had become more polite.
"Well, I'm back. My father, third brother, and fourth sister are all well." Perhaps because he had been isolated from the world for a long time, Xu Xuan's tone was a bit stiff, as if the family were not familiar with each other.
Xu Xuan came and sat down next to Xu Guangting.
"Who is this big brother?" Xu De'an, Xu Yong's second son, asked.
Xu's wife Cui tugged on her son's sleeves and shouted in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? This is your uncle. Why don't you say hello to your uncle?"
"Hello, uncle..."
At the beginning of the banquet, several rounds of changing cups and cups made the atmosphere lively.
Xu Xuan looked at Li Anbang and asked, "This must be my brother-in-law, right? I was a little busy the past few days and didn't have time to go down the mountain to attend your wedding."
"Haha, my brother has received your wish." Li Anbang smiled politely.
Is this the source of the Xu family's revival?
He still vaguely remembered the scene that happened on the battlefield. He clearly rushed near Xu Yong, and the three arrows he fired hung still in the air in front of Xu Yong, and then bounced away.
The morale of Li Anbang and his soldiers collapsed.
Later I learned that the Xu family had such a divine man.
With the protection of gods and men, the Xu family will surely prosper.
After the banquet was over, Xu Xuan went up the mountain alone.
The night is dark and windy, and the bright moon shines alone.
Xu Xuan walked on the mountain road, the night breeze was blowing, and the branches in the forest dancing under the moon looked like the minions of demons.
Three people were facing each other, their backs were bleak.
Before he knew it, he was out of place.
Perhaps this is the price of immortality.