Lin Feng doesn't plan on entering the House of the Marquis of Xuanji.
Not mentioning whether or not the Marquis of Xuanji himself is at home, there will be quite a few other experts keeping watch.
Already knowing that Zhu Yi has thoughts of leaving the House of the Marquis, Lin Feng decided to just wait patiently.
Indeed, ten days later, Zhu Yi carried a bag and walked towards Qingyang Mountain outside of Tianjing City.
He's preparing to participate in the imperial exams and can't be bothered to stay in the House of the Marquis. He might as well go live in Qingyang Mountain for a while and also watch over his mother's grave.
Meng Bingyun's grave is in Qingyang Mountain, a lonely one. With the identity of a concubine, after death she can't enter the Zhu family ancestral hall.
Lin Feng waited for Zhu Yi to leave the House of the Marquis and then quietly followed behind him.
Zhu Yi arrived at the foot of Qingyang Mountain. After cleaning Meng Bingyun's grave, he lit incense and then stayed in a small temple not far away from the foot of the mountain.
Lin Feng already found out that this temple is a run-down Buddhist temple. Inside the temple there's only an ordinary old monk watching over it. Zhu Yi would stay here for a while every year, one is to watch over his mother's grave and two is for peace and quiet.
After giving the old monk a few sticks of incense money, Zhu Yi settled down in the side hall. He opened his bag and lit a fire, preparing to read.
Rubbing the book in his hands, Zhu Yi muttered: "Whether or not I can correct my dead mother's name will depend on the imperial examinations in spring and the imperial examinations in autumn. First passing the imperial examinations, then passing the imperial examinations, passing the imperial examinations, gaining titles for three generations … The court will issue a decree to confer my mother the title of Lady. My mother's grave can be pulled into the Zhu family's ancestral grave and her memorial tablet can also be worshipped in the ancestral hall. "
"It's a pity that I can't practice martial arts. Even though our Great Zhou Dynasty has civil officials controlling the court, to truly be conferred a title of nobility still has to rely on military achievements. If I become a cultivator and go into the army then my position will be high. If I make military achievements then I'll be conferred a title of nobility. Then my mother's title will not only be Lady but also Monarch … Her position will be far higher than Lady Shao's. "
Thinking of Madam Shao, who is also the main wife of the Marquis of Xuanji, Zhu Yi thought of his mother who died early, his gaze revealing sadness and hatred.
Lin Feng silently stood outside the temple door, the corners of his mouth revealing a playful smile.
He first went to the back room and knocked out the old monk to prevent him from leaking the news. Then, he checked the surroundings. After confirming that there were no problems, Lin Feng sat cross-legged on a bluestone in front of the temple.
Lin Feng circulated the Nine Heavens Thunder Dao with all his might, purposely releasing the spiritual energy circulating in his body from the acupoints all over his body.
His method was actually the complete opposite of normal cultivation. Cultivation was about channeling the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth into one's body and refining it. However, Lin Feng's method of pouring the Spiritual Qi out of his body was a complete waste.
However, from the outside, it was an entirely different matter.
At this moment, the surface of Lin Feng's body was surrounded by purple gas. From time to time, electric sparks visible to the naked eye would jump and flicker in the air. All the hair on his body slightly floated under the effect of static electricity.
The crackling sound of electricity in the air didn't stop and there was even the faint sound of thunder reverberating in the mountain forest.
Normally, even if a 10th level Qi Disciple cultivator released their own spiritual energy outside their body, there wouldn't be such a big commotion.
Thanks to the system, thanks to the novice gift bag, thanks to this Nine Heavens Thunder Dao, the visual and sound effects are ridiculously cool.
Coupled with Lin Feng's outfit, a white robe with wide sleeves, feather clothes and a star crown, his appearance is completely flawless. He definitely has the air of an otherworldly master.
The sound of light footsteps came from behind him. From the sound of it, you can tell that he hasn't cultivated before, but the steps are steady and firm. Lin Feng knows that it's Zhu Yi. Hearing the green-clothed youth clearly relax his breathing, Lin Feng smiled in his heart: "He's here."
Lin Feng suddenly stopped his technique and didn't turn around. He lightly said: "Since you want to see, why don't you walk out openly and look openly?"
The breathing behind him slightly paused, but it quickly calmed down. The sound of footsteps rang out and stopped not far behind Lin Feng. A voice that was neither servile nor overbearing said: "I didn't mean to peep. Please forgive me for my rudeness." Sure enough, it was Zhu Yi's voice.
Lin Feng suddenly asked: "Are you afraid?"
Zhu Yi was silent for a moment, then said in a clear voice: "The books of sages say that righteousness and intelligence are gods. As long as a scholar's heart is upright, strict, and his own thoughts are strong and pure, he won't be afraid of demons and monsters."
He paused for a moment, then continued: "Although ghosts and monsters can transform into demonic arts to confuse people, Demonic Ghosts are formed from formless thoughts. Even if they are powerful enough to manifest themselves, they will only be a cold mass, and will not feel like they are made of flesh and blood."
Zhu Yi's voice became calmer and calmer, and his thoughts became clearer: "Moreover, thunder is the essence of the Nine Heavens, which is the nemesis of demons and ghosts. Since you can control thunder and lightning, and your body is full of blood and qi, you are naturally not a demon or ghost. But I think you are not an ordinary person, so you must be a sword immortal or a swordsman who lives in seclusion in the deep mountains? "
Lin Feng slowly turned around and looked at Zhu Yi, who was speaking with confidence and composure. He suddenly smiled: "You seem to know a lot about demons and ghosts. A scholar doesn't talk about strange powers and gods. You are not an ordinary scholar."
Zhu Yi answered frankly: "That's just a person who reads books without thinking. I am a scholar, and I understand the world, understand demons and ghosts, and reach the gods. This is what it means to study things."
Lin Feng smiled: "I didn't expect you to be so interested in cultivation."
This time, Zhu Yi did not reply immediately. His eyes flashed and he thought: "Could it be that this Daoist wants to take me as his disciple?" He grew up in the Marquis's Mansion. His mother died early, and as the son of a concubine, he was used to the fickleness of people and power struggles, so he was very vigilant. Seeing Lin Feng's strange behavior, he had to be careful.
"My father doesn't allow me to practice martial arts, and I don't have the money to hire a master to teach me. This seems to be an opportunity, but who knows what this Daoist is?"
Seeing Zhu Yi hesitating, Lin Feng immediately guessed what he was thinking, and thought: "As I expected."
Anyway, he did not want to take him as a disciple, so he will just act according to the original plan.
Without waiting for Zhu Yi to choose his words to reply, Lin Feng laughed: "Unfortunately, it is all hearsay. The path of cultivation is not so simple. Those who are outside the sect naturally cannot understand what is going on inside."
"I was just passing by, and did not expect to meet such an interesting kid like you. We had a good chat, but I have something to do, so I cannot continue chatting with you. Let's part here, we will meet again if fate wills it."
With that, without waiting for Zhu Yi to react, Lin Feng used the Cloud Dragon Escape. Lightning flashed around him, and he disappeared from where he stood.
Using the lightning as a diversion, Lin Feng's figure flew up and quickly hid in the forest beside the old temple. He concealed his presence and hid his tracks.
Zhu Yi, who was blinded by the lightning, slowly recovered his vision. He looked at the green rock in front of him, dumbfounded, as if he did not expect Lin Feng to leave just like that.
Zhu Yi searched around the old temple for a while. With his sixth sense that he had not cultivated, he naturally could not find Lin Feng's tracks.
Returning to the green rock, Zhu Yi muttered to himself: "I thought that Daoist had the intention to take me as a disciple, so I was thinking too much."
"Wait, could it be a trick to loosen the reins only to grasp better? It doesn't look like it, otherwise he would not have left without saying anything. "
"That Daoist looks young, but I wonder how old he is? Dao techniques, cultivation … if I am successful in my cultivation, can I make father admit his mistake, and make Madam Shao bow down? "
"People outside the sect cannot understand what is going on inside … this door, how can I enter?"
Zhu Yi suddenly exclaimed and walked to the side of the green rock. He bent down to take a look and picked up a purple crystal from the green rock.
Lin Feng laughed silently. The fish had swallowed the fragrant bait, it was time to take the bait.
He left the opening chapter of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique in the purple crystal. He did not add any prohibition. Although Zhu Yi had not cultivated before, as long as he focused his mind on the crystal, he could read the contents.
Zhu Yi was playing with the purple crystal when his nose suddenly smelled a burning smell. He turned back to the temple and immediately exclaimed: "Oh no!"
It turned out that when he left the temple, he forgot to close the door. The mountain wind was strong and blew into the temple through the door, unexpectedly blowing his book into the brazier.
Seeing that the book had already been burned to ashes, Zhu Yi was very annoyed. But when he looked carefully, he found that in the brazier, among the ashes of the burnt book, there was a slightly dark golden paper.
On the golden paper, it was densely packed with small scriptures and pictures. It seemed to be gold leaf, but it was not burned by the fire.
"Ksitigarbha Sutra … this, this is a Buddhist Dao technique?" Zhu Yi was extremely shocked and then overjoyed: "Just now I was still troubled about how to enter the sect to learn Dao, and now a Dao technique appeared before my eyes."
Lin Feng who was outside the door was dumbfounded, his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
"This works too? That book, that kid just bought it from a second-hand bookstore before he left the city, right? It is worth 10 points of fortune, 10 points of fortune … Hehe, I bought a watch last year! "
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