Chapter 62 Secret Seven Wheels
"Are you talking about Jiu Chenjun?"
After a moment of silence, Liu Jun asked.
"Exact"
An Bochen hesitated a little, arched his hand, and felt slightly uneasy.
He waved his robe sleeves, and a strange smile appeared on Liu Jun's face.
"If I can give it to you a few days in the morning, but unfortunately I have regarded it as the lottery for the spring examination of the White Fox Academy, and I can't give it to you."
White Fox Academy... Spring test.
An Bochen was silent.
After staying in Liujing for four years, An Bochen is not unfamiliar with the White Fox Academy. Although he is not qualified to enter, he often hears people talk about how the White Fox Academy is doing. The status in Liu Kingdom is equivalent to the national prison of the Kuang Dynasty. The students in it are either the children of a family or a dignitary, and the teaching of the college is also the most important in the world. Only. Not only in the State of Liu, but also in the whole south, the White Fox Academy enjoys a high reputation. Every year, students from other countries come here.
In the final analysis, the White Fox Academy is the place to cultivate the future civil and military officials of Liu. Even Liu Jun often visits him. He has chosen the spring test lottery, but how can he change it?
But Jiu Chenjun is just a puppet in the eyes of others... Is it possible that Liu Jun found the gold jade embedded inside?
After listening to Liu Jun's words, An Bochen should have been disappointed, but somehow, he was secretly relieved.
When her eyes fell on Simajin, she squeezed her lips tightly and lowered her head.
gritting his teeth, An Bochen was about to risk his life to petition, and the king in the pavilion had already brushed his sleeves away.
Taking two steps, Liu Jun suddenly stopped, looked at An Bochen thoughtfully, and said.
"I passed on the king's edict, and I was transferred to Anbochenshi's body and entered the White Fox Academy."
After saying that, Liu Jun strode away, the ministers retreated, and the people bowed, leaving only An Bochen alone standing in the center of the teaching field.
The origin of a scholar is nothing in the eyes of the children of a family, but for ordinary people, it is a superior identity. Although the scholar has no meritorious reputation, most of them have passed the township examination and have the qualification to go to Beijing. Even in the face of government officials, they can be exempted from etiquette, and have privileges such as tax exemption and military service. Today, he was born as a scholar by the emperor. An Bochen changed his body and changed from a little servant to a head and face.
However, the look when Liu Jun left made An Bochen a little confused.
From that look, Liu Jun's obvious anger had not subsided, but vaguely, Anbuchen could sense a trace of persuasion, and the moment of softness made An Bochen's heart trance.
What is Liu Jun's intention to make himself a scholar?
Is this still a white Li Gongzi? It seems to be too child's play. His word of mouth is that this promotion is not heavy or light. It seems to be easy, but it is always meaningful... Well, as said in the play, the emperor's mind is unpredictable. Who knows what they are thinking about all day long.
If the parents knew that An Wazi was promoted to a scholar by Jun Shang, they don't know what will happen. This is the first scholar in the history of Yuanjing Village.
Looking at the bright moon of the stars, a warm smile floated in An Bochen's mouth.
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The seventh floor of Moyun Building.
The candlelight is quiet, and the night wind is rustling.
Xiao Hou rested early. Li Xiaoguan and Yuanjing Village's "Shuangjie" were arranged to the fifth floor. In the dead of night, Moyunlou, whose slaves and maidservants had been dismissed, also fell asleep, leaving only a pair of young girls.
An Bochen sat cross-legged, and Sima Jin stood in front of the window, looking at the moon and water, looking lonely.
Looking at Simajin's thin back, An Bochen hesitated for a moment and said.
"Although I didn't get Jiu Chenjun this time, you said that Jiu Chenjun was used as the lottery head of the spring test. At worst, I'll wait for four or five months to help you win back."
"Hmm."
Simajin answered and didn't say anything again.
An Bochen only said that Sima Jin was unhappy because he couldn't get Jiu Chenjun. He thought about it, but he didn't know how to comfort him.
"You are lucky that you were not thundered this time. If you encounter secrets again in the future, you can't be so reckless."
Turning around, Simajin looked at An Bochen, who was slightly surprised, and said seriously.
It turned out that she was still annoyed by the game.
An Bochen scratched his head, and his cheeks were slightly red, but a trace of warmth floated from the bottom of his heart.
The eyes touch each other and separate in an instant.
"Yes, Hong Fu, what is that secret art? Why do I think it's like Taoism and not like Taoism?
Thinking of the five thunder tricks that almost cost his own life, An Bochen had a lingering palpitation and couldn't help asking Simajin.
Turning back and sitting down, Simajin thought for a moment.
"The so-called secret art does not belong to Taoism, nor does it belong to Taoism, but it originates from Taoism and Taoism, and the strengths of both. It can not only be close and far, but also instantaneous. There are many kinds, powerful and can't be prevented."
"How powerful?" An Bochen asked.
"The secret art is divided into two categories, one belongs to gold, wood, water, fire and earth, which are mutually compatible with each other, and the other is not included in the five elements, such as wind and thunder. Although the secret art is used for me and other mortals, it is no different from the legendary skills of immortals and ghosts. When you practice to four rounds, you can fly to the sky, escape from the ground, hide, and enter the five elements. And it is even extraordinary to practice above the four rounds. Legend has it that if you practice to the five rounds, you can also learn the art of change.
Hearing Simajin's words, An Bochen was stunned.
He only knew that the five thunder skills performed by Li Lin were very powerful, but he didn't expect that the real secret skills were so magical, which sounded almost no different from the immortals in the play.
After thinking about it, An Bochen asked Simajin doubtfully.
"If you are all about asking for the immortal's secret book, it's better to practice the secret art. When you practice... After practicing for four or five rounds, you can also have the power of immortals. Is it possible that women can't practice secret arts?
Hearing this, Simajin sighed and explained with a smile.
"There is no difference between men and women in practicing secret arts, but if the secret art is really so easy to practice, then everyone should learn the secret art. Why practice any Taoist skills? For mortals, the seven rounds of secret art are the limit to practice the four rounds. Several divine masters I know are all stuck in the four rounds of levels, and only the legendary real people can break through to the five rounds. But the legend is a legend after all.
Although An Bochen does not understand what the "wheel" in Sima Jin's mouth is, he also knows that it is related to the level division. Even the high-ranking god can only practice up to four rounds. It is really difficult to practice this secret skill.
S subconsciously, An Bochen remembered what happened when he was wandering last night. The three gods met in Dongting Lake to explore the gods...
"Xiao Anzi, you are in a daze again."
A slightly annoy voice came, interrupting An Bochen's reverie.
"Red brush, what does the wheel in your mouth mean?"
"Xiao Anzi, during the previous test, when Li Lin cast the spell, did you find any abnormality in his eyes?"
Abnormal?
An Bochen thought about it carefully and was suddenly stunned, but he remembered the terrible purple wheel vortex in Li Lin's eyes.
Seeing that An Bochen frowned, Simajin said with a smile.
"That's the wheel. Li Lin majored in the five thunder techniques in the thunder technique, so there was a purple wheel vortex in his eyes, but there was only one circle, representing a round. By analogy, until three rounds, it will no longer appear in the eyes.
An Bochen nodded as if he didn't understand, suddenly thought of something, and asked again.
"Do these rounds have anything to do with literature and martial arts?"
"It's natural. The fire can only cultivate one round at most, two rounds of blue fire, three rounds of white fire, and four rounds of the divine master at most. But you can see that there is only one round of difference, and the gap can be said to be heaven and earth. One round of five thunder techniques is just like the one performed by Li Lin, but when it comes to the second round, it is not so simple. Lei Xiao is a city with a power length of 50 feet, which is as strong and fast as the real thunder.
With that, Sima Jin couldn't help staring at An Bochen and remembered today's game. Until now, he still had lingering palpitations.
"How can I practice my secret skills?"
Taking a deep breath, An Bochen finally threw out the question he wanted to know most.
The voice fell, and the building suddenly became quiet.
Looking at An Bochen, Sima Jin's eyes flashed and he said for a long time.
"Xiao Anzi, do you want to learn secret arts?"
With a slightly red face, An Bochen met Simajin's eyes and nodded.
It was not that An Bochen was insatiable, but after seeing the secret art and thinking about it, An Bochen suddenly felt boring.
According to Simajin, although the functions of secret art and Taoism are similar, they can be instantaneous. This is the only point that compares Taoism.
"Xiao Anzi, even if you want to learn, it's too late."
After a long silence, Simajin said.
"Why?"
An Bochen's eyes darkened and he asked reluctantly.
"Although the secret art also has to practice literature and martial arts, the Zhoutian meridians that can be practiced are different from literature and martial arts fire. Legend has it that after the immortals died, there were only Taoist skills and Taoism in the world. Several ascetics wanted to combine Taoist skills and Taoism into one and create new fighting methods. For this, it took countless generations of painstaking efforts to finally create secret arts. However, in the long years, they tried the method with their bodies and unconsciously changed the position of the meridians in their bodies, which was very different from ordinary people. Only the meridians and collaterals like them could practice secret techniques. Therefore, if you want to practice the secret art, you need to forcibly reverse the direction of the meridians and acupuncture points before the age of three, when the meridian acupuncture points are not fixed. After the age of three, the meridians are basically shaped, and it is difficult to practice secret techniques. Unless the cultivation reaches the realm of the divine master, the meridians will be adjusted the day after tomorrow.
After saying that, Simajin quickly took a sip of tea and moistened her throat, but she knew that with An Bochen's nature, she would ask reluctantly.
Sure enough.
"What kind of meridian acupuncture points do you need?"
With a helpless sigh, Simajin turned his head, picked up the "Dragon and Tiger Meridian Theory" next to the case, and opened it to the catalogue.
"The practice of literature, martial arts and fire is divided into upper, middle and lower three Dantians, and the governor's two veins. The innate fire takes this as the week and swims through the whole body. However, the seven-fold wheel of the secret art divides Zhoutian into seven. Although it also pays attention to Sandantian, the direction of Zhoutian's meridians is completely different.
Picking up a Xiaohao, Simajin looked at the meridian map, and then wrote down and drew a seven-fold wheel vortex on the picture.
"This is the seven-fold wheel, from the bottom up, called the undersea wheel, the navel wheel, the sun wheel, the heart wheel, the throat wheel, the eyebrow wheel and the top wheel respectively."