Volume 1 Fortunately, I met the immortal who first enlightened me, and then went to Xiangyan to seek the true Dharma. Chapter 17: County Scenery and Two Poems
Ten days later, Yun'an and Qian Zhiwen were sitting in the yard with Miluo.
"Miro, what's the matter that brought you here today?"
Yun An asked as soon as he sat down, and Mi Luo smiled and handed him a scroll.
"What is this?" Yun An opened the scroll with some curiosity and saw an ink painting of Lu'an County.
Seeing this, Yun An immediately lost interest and handed it to Qian Zhiwen, saying, "I thought it was something else. I have no interest in elegant calligraphy and painting. You should come here first!"
"Paintings and calligraphy are not only about elegance, but also a wonderful way to cultivate one's character and to concentrate one's mind to dispel evil spirits. Military strategists of all generations practiced, and as they progressed in the later stages of their training, they had to learn how to stabilize their mind and dissolve evil spirits to prevent them from entering their hearts. Besides, if you get a military book hidden in a painting in the future, what will you do? Will you read it or not?"
Hearing this, Yun An smiled and said, "Then don't we still have you?"
“You!”
After saying that, Qian Zhiwen took the scroll and looked at it. He showed some joy on his face, but his eyes were relatively calm. He said, "I didn't expect that Taoist Mi Luo is not only observant, but also has such good painting skills. In his spare time, he can also paint such a picture of Lu'an County. Not only does he depict several important scenic spots, but he also handles the details very well. The scenery is vivid and the characters are lifelike. It's good enough to be auctioned in the county."
"Is that all?"
Miro stretched out a hand and lightly drew a few strokes starting from the center square.
Seeing this, Yun An, who was standing next to him, suddenly said, "When you pointed like that, why did I feel like there was a lotus flower under the map of Lu'an County?"
When Yun'an said this, Qian Zhiwen's pupils shrank slightly, but Yun'an didn't notice and continued to talk to himself: "Lotus, Lu'an County... Got it! Spring Pavilion Lu'an County, flowers blooming on the floating water. Gray tiles, bluestone slabs, white walls with painting materials. Zhiwen, what do you think of my poem? Not bad, right!"
"You got the rhyme right, but the words are too straightforward..."
Qian Zhiwen shook his head and said nothing more. He continued to look at the Lu'an map painted by Miro, inch by inch.
This action made Yun An, who grew up with him, realize that something was wrong. He immediately shut his mouth, sat up slightly, and became alert.
After about an incense stick of time, Qian Zhiwen raised his head and expressed his sincere admiration for Miro.
"The Taoist priest is indeed a disciple of the Miaoyou Sect. In just ten days, he has discovered 70% of the operating rules of our Lu'an County's protective formation, and even drew it into a map. His skills are so exquisite that they are truly breathtaking."
Upon hearing this, Mi Luo summoned the treasure mirror and said, "Not to mention that my companion treasure has the ability to reflect the truth, the many materials that Director Yun prepared for me are very detailed. For a cultivator who is proficient in formations, it is not difficult to deduce 70% of the operation rules of the formation from the repair and construction drawings of Lu'an County in recent years."
Qian Zhiwen shook his head and said, "But that would take a long time, and it would never be as precise as the Taoist priest."
Miro did not respond to this, but changed the subject and said: "I invited you two here today, in addition to this painting, there is another thing."
Yun'an and Qian Zhiwen couldn't help but sit up straight and listen attentively, but Miro kept it a secret again.
He handed a piece of paper to the two of them.
Qian Zhiwen took it and looked at it, frowning, and saw that it was written on the paper.
The journey home from life and death, the chaos of family relationships, good and evil.
I don’t know the heart of a jackal or a leopard, even if they are relatives, they can still call out to
The righteous man seeks reunion, but wanders at the wrong path.
Thousands of years and hundreds of generations have passed, and all I can do is sigh in my drunken dreams.
After repeating it twice, a thought flashed through Qian Zhiwen's mind. He said uncertainly, "Is this the information that the Taoist priest obtained by reflecting the Great Illusionary Realm with the magic mirror?"
Mi Luo nodded and said, "This is exactly what is reflected from the Grand Illusion. I already have a preliminary understanding of this Grand Illusion, and I have also made some predictions about the connection between its interface and the earth veins."
As he spoke, wisps of clear air emerged from Miro's fingertips, transforming into a three-dimensional image, which was exactly the three-story building corresponding to the entrance to the Great Illusionary Realm. He stretched out his finger and tapped on the image: "When the time comes, please have someone stay here, here, and here. After I go in, I will guide or suppress them in time according to the changes in the aura of the earth veins."
After Qian Zhiwen wrote down the several places marked by Mi Luo, he secretly compared them in his mind. The suggestions coincided with those given by him, several scholars in the county who specialized in studying the Realm of Illusion, and scholars in the county town, but were more accurate.
Qian Zhiwen secretly admired it in his heart, thought for a while, and asked again: "Besides this, Taoist priest, do you need anything else? When are you going to come in for analysis?"
"According to my observation and calculation, at 1:00 p.m. three days from now, the Grand Illusionary Realm and my world will be closest to each other in a short period of time. At that time, I will directly enter it. Before that, I need to trouble you to ask the people around to move out as soon as possible, and personally stay in the small building on that day. Just in case."
“It’s natural.”
Qian Zhiwen also knew that this time the Taixu Illusion Land was located inside the town, so it was never too careful.
Afterwards, Qian Zhiwen and Yun An finalized some details with Mi Luo and then left.
Three days later, Miro came to the small building again and walked through the door under the gaze of Qian Zhiwen and Yun An.
As he took this step, Miro instantly felt a force of laws and principles different from those of the land of Hanxia converging on him. The amount of this force was not large, but the quality was not low, and it tried to distort Miro's consciousness.
According to the sect's records, Miro's mind was empty, with a treasure mirror hanging high and a treasure scroll unfolded in his spiritual sea of consciousness. Then, under the stimulation of external force, the two companion treasures each emitted a ray of spiritual light , one rushing upward to connect with the laws of the land of Hanxia, and the other sinking to protect Miro's consciousness.
Qian Zhiwen, who was standing in the small building, immediately focused his attention the moment Miro disappeared.
At the moment when a ray of light appeared above the portal, Qian Zhiwen raised the official seal, mobilized the luck of Lu'an County, and pressed down hard.
At the same time, the seal of the ninth-rank guardian immortal official carried by Miro emitted a clear light, which was consistent with the destiny of Lu'an County in the outside world.
The two are like a huge chain, directly fixing the Taixu illusory world that was originally floating outside the heaven and earth.
At the same time, the monks standing at several nodes above and below the small building made hand gestures and cast spells to stabilize the earth's energy and further fix the interface.
After a moment, Qian Zhiwen withdrew the official seal with a pale face, looked at the entrance to the illusory world of Taixu that had turned into reality, and a brush slipped out of his sleeve.
With a slight shake, ink naturally gathered at the tip of the pen, and the word "Zhen" was written in the air.
In the void, the sound of jade being struck was heard, and soon after, milky white precious flowers grew out from the gaps between the words and bloomed in the air. As the branches and leaves spread, wisps of elegant ink fragrance flowed in all directions.
At this moment, anyone looking at the word "Zhen" from any angle will be surprised to find that this word is facing him.
Qian Zhiwen waved his long sleeves and pressed the word "Zhen" on the gate to prevent outsiders from approaching. Then he said to Yun An, "Now the connection between Taixu Fantasy and our county has been preliminarily completed. The speed of the cosmic light flow of both sides will gradually be unified. We don't know how long it will take for Mi Luo to crack it . Yun An, the subsequent guarding work is left to you."
"I'm watching you, are you still worried? Go back and have a rest!"
At this moment, Yun An no longer had any of his usual playful expression. Wearing armor and holding a weapon, he stood by the gate, staring ahead with his bright eyes.
His aura merged with that of his colleagues, making the surrounding grass and trees three inches shorter.
