Chapter 2 Eclipsing the Book of Heaven, I will rea

　　"Three hundred taels of silver, five hundred pounds of rice and grain, twenty pounds of fresh meat, three hundred pounds of cured meat and all kinds of fruits and vegetables, three sets of good wide-sleeved robes, crowns and belts, shoes and socks, and a purple copper gas-raising furnace ......" 　　Zhang Yan looked at the hands of this list, in addition to these things, there are some other scattered daily objects are not among them, he sighed Min Lou good strokes, these food even if you let go to eat, but also enough for him to eat on the whole year, can be said to be a complete solution to their own immediate needs. 　　In all fairness, if the value of today's interpretation of the Taoist book, in fact, is not sold at this price, even to the master in the view of the teacher there to ask for advice, but also can not use so much. 　　However, taking into account that there is also Min Lou deliberately befriending factors within, Zhang Yan is not pretentious, accept all, but this favor is a solid bear down. 　　Contemplating for a while, he wrote a letter, looking for a handyman Taoist boy over, instructing him to send it down the mountain on another day when buying. 　　After all the things are properly placed, Zhang Yan closed the door to meditate, "a qi clear scripture" although it is only an introductory method, but the way of cultivation, such as rowing against the current, not to advance is to fall back, he is more aware of the importance of the foundation, crossing over to so many days, but not even a moment to relax. 　　A night without words. 　　The second day at the beginning of the hour, he still went to the pavilion at the thousand-foot rock, but unexpectedly found someone waiting there early. 　　This person is in his early thirties, but his temples are slightly white, between the eyebrows and eyes slightly see the color of haggard, in the palm of his hand is also holding a nanmu book box, he looked at a distance to see holding a bamboo streamer Zhang Yan walked, hurriedly came up to a salute, said: "But Zhang Yan Zhang senior brother?" 　　Zhang Yan stood still and returned the salute in a modest manner, "Exactly." 　　"My name is Zhao Yuan of the Dexiu Guan, I heard that Senior Brother Zhang is good at interpreting etchings, so I came here to ask for advice." 　　Zhao Yuan opened the wooden box in his hand, revealing a thin Taoist book, as if he was afraid of damaging the book, he gently took it out, then held it up in front of Zhang Yan and respectfully said, "If you can solve the doubts in my heart, I will not treat you badly." 　　Zhang Yan looked at Zhao Yuan's appearance of treating this book as if it was a treasure, and then glanced at the carefully crafted nanmu box, smiled slightly, leaned the bamboo streamer in his hand to one side, and took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his hands, before accepting this Dao book. 　　Seeing Zhang Yan's actions, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but feel a few good feelings towards him in his heart. 　　Once the book was in his hand, Zhang Yan slightly turned it over and realized that this Dao book only had an upper volume but not a lower volume, obviously he was unwilling to let him read the whole book, which was also reasonable, he smiled and handed the Dao book back to Zhao Yuan. 　　Zhao Yuan's face changed and he said urgently, "Senior brother Zhang, could it be that there is something wrong? Or ......" He spoke with a beat, and suspiciously looked at Zhang Yan for a few moments, could it be that Min Lou had exaggerated Zhang Yan's ability, and in fact, the other party was unable to decipher this Dao book at all? 　　Zhang Yan shook his head and smiled, "Senior brother is not anxious, this book is in my heart." 　　This half of the Dao book was only a few hundred words, now that his memory was getting better and better, and he had been studying etchings intensively for several years, he naturally memorized it after reading it once, and he also had to rely on this to proclaim his fame, when it was time to put on a high profile stance. 　　"Oh?" Zhao Yuan was taken aback, but his expression was somewhat skeptical. 　　Zhang Yan walked into the pavilion unhurriedly, placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the bamboo basket behind him on the stone table, and only after sitting down calmly, did he put up his pen to write. 　　He had just seen that this Taoist book called "Yongchuan traveling water book" was in fact just a miscellany of the Immortal Journey, it was not difficult for him, and in a short time, he had deciphered this half book. 　　Not waiting for the ink to dry, Zhao Yuan will be anxious to grab the pages in the hand, can not wait to read up, the first look when he was full of hope, but not long, his face is getting worse and worse, flip back and forth to see a few times, he disheveled long sigh, said: "Originally I do not believe that I did not think that this is the case, in vain, I also spent a great deal of effort ... ... ...Yes, the true book of the Myriad Laws, where can my generation see at will, I am also blinded this time ah!" 　　Zhang Yan was surprised and said, "Why did senior brother say that?" 　　Zhao Yuan showed a bitter face, said: "Brother you also know that I and other registered disciples cultivation is difficult, that is, those who are well clothed and well-fed, gold and jade full of homes also have to give those evil slaves from time to time on some of the offerings, in order to seek some of the law, I do not hide it from the Zhang brother, the day before yesterday in the view of the Bian said that if you find a catty of rippling sedimentary sand, then I will be allowed to a book of the road, which knows ... ... ...Alas!" 　　Zhang Yan suddenly realized, whether it is the Good Abyss view or Dexiu view, or Taian view, the real entry disciples are only a few dozen people, they are usually dedicated to cultivation, daily chores are handed over to the side of the steward to handle, these people are said to be the steward, but don't underestimate them, they are also listed in the name of the named disciple. Entry-level disciples usually read the Taoist book will always leave some handwritten copies, these servants secretly copy some, sold to the registered disciples or some of the rich and noble families who aspire to cultivate immortality, from which to make a profit. 　　However, this also divided into three, six, nine classes, if it is not a real noble family, he did not give you face, only take some miscellaneous books to send off. 　　Most of the Taoist books circulating among the three lower houses came from this. 　　Although Zhao Yuan's family had been in business for many generations and was considered a prosperous family, he was still far from those princes and nobles. 　　Zhang Yan before the object of concern, it is these "luxury slaves", these people have a lot of energy, most of them have collusion with the initiated disciples, the general disciples are absolutely can not afford to mess with, pit you in vain pit. 　　This time is also Zhao Yuan eager to seek the road, heard that a disciple is searching around the five elements of sand, willing to come up with a few "authentic Taoist books" for all the brothers and sisters to refer to, he was ruthless, he took the doorway of the person in charge, not only served a catty water moon rippling sand, but also sent a pile of money, in order to obtain a true book of treasure. 　　Zhao Yuan originally thought that this "book" is certainly immortal magic, did not want to come back to a flip, and found that just a travel journal of Fangzhi, more than ordinary qi practice is not as good, the heart can not help but great remorse, but lest it is the deduction of the etchings of their own mistakes, within a few months, he spent a large amount of money to ask for advice on several disciples, the conclusion is the general, is in despair, Min Lou. When he was in despair, he heard from Min Lou that Zhang Yan was quite good at interpreting etchings, so he was also desperate for help, and reluctantly took half of the Taoist book over to ask Zhang Yan for advice. 　　"Six years on the mountain, today this reckoning again fell through, I think it is not destined to be with the Xuanmen, might as well go back home to do business." 　　Zhao Yuan has thirty-eight years old, see the cultivation is difficult, repeated setbacks, can not help but discouragement, have the mind to go down the mountain, he looked at the half of the Taoist book, can not help but anger from the heart, a grab in the hand was about to tear in half. 　　Hearing his words, Zhang Yan's gaze flickered and suddenly reached out to grab Zhao Yuan's wrist, saying, "Senior brother, wait." 　　Zhao Yuan looked up in shock. 　　Zhang Yan looked at Zhao Yuan and said in a deep voice, "If Senior Brother trusts me, can you show me the next volume of this book?" 　　Zhao Yuan heard something in Zhang Yan's words and hesitated for a moment, saying, "What does Senior Brother mean?" 　　Zhang Yan sincerely said, "Forgive me, etching the book of the Taoist text is about the integration, before and after the reflection, hastily separated in vain do not understand its meaning, just now I look at this book, some places are quite subtle, perhaps ......" 　　"Oh?" Zhao Yuan stared wide-eyed at Zhang Yan, seemed to somewhat understand the meaning of Zhang Yan's words, his body unconsciously trembled, "difficult, is it ......" 　　Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Do your best and listen to heaven's fate." 　　Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth, stood up and stomped his foot, saying, "Fine, I will have a look with my senior brother!" He had already given up on this idea, but Zhang Yan's words had given him a glimmer of hope, and even though it was still very slim, how could he let go so easily? 　　Watching Zhao Yuan rush away, Zhang Yan got up and paced around, chanting: "In ancient times, there was Yong County, also known as Chuan De, the terrain is high, the eight waters converge, such as a crouching tiger Pan Gang, looking south to the East Continent, but also like a submerged dragon overlooking the beach, wanting to enter the North China Sea ......" The more he read, the more he felt that there may be something The more he reads these words, the more he feels that there may be some hidden meanings, originally, he only thought that this book is just a travelogue, but just now, Zhao Yuan said that there is a destiny without a destiny, he suddenly remembers that the Taoist seniors have always liked to manipulate the mysterious, set up additional barriers to the heart, perhaps there is also something in it that he did not find the mysterious. 　　In less than an hour, Zhao Yuan rushed back out of breath, he did not say a word, pulled out a book of Taoism from his bosom and shoved it into Zhang Yan's hand. 　　Zhang Yan nodded his head and sat down to flip through it without slowing down, Zhao Yuan looked at his face nervously, his heart was in trouble, but Zhang Yan kept his expression calm and could not see the slightest hint. 　　When the entire next book was finished, Zhang Yan secretly said in his heart, "It's true!" 　　This time, he was very sure that there were dragons and tigers, which clearly meant that the Kan and Li intersected, and that the eight waters referred to the eight veins, and that the traveling waters were the traveling veins! 　　The etching used in the whole book of Taoism is extremely shallow, even if the qualification is stupid people can understand one or two, but also the superior method of building Yuan written in a traveler's journal, but if it is not a sincere study, the Taoist heart is always in the person, but also really will be mistakenly missed in the past, the immortal master can be described as far-reaching intentions. 　　It was just that now he was considering another question. 　　Should he tell Zhao Yuan? 　　According to reason, even if he pushed that this was a travelogue without a doubt, Zhao Yuan could do nothing to him, and it would not be enough to attract the attention of others. 　　However, on second thought, this was just a book on the Dao of Building Yuan, although it was hard to come by at the moment, it was nothing compared to the long journey of cultivation, and he wouldn't do anything that would not benefit him and discourage people from turning to the Dao. 　　Zhang Yan slowly raised his head, arched his hands and smiled, "Congratulations brother Zhao, the Yongchuan Walking Water Book is actually the Yongchuan Walking Veins Method, it is really an unparalleled book of the Dao of building Yuan!" 　　Zhao Yuan's eyes widened a little, and his body trembled as he said, "Really?" 　　Zhang Yan sighed, "If senior brother placed the two books together and interpreted them together, maybe someone would have already seen ......" 　　Zhao Yuan shook his head and said, "Otherwise, senior brother gentleman, another person may not tell Zhao truthfully, senior brother is really Zhao's life nobleman! Allow Zhao to make a bow." 　　He bent down, to Zhang Yan solemnly performed a salute, Zhang Yan rushed to help him up, said: "This senior borrowed the water metaphor gas, micro speech, the whole piece of magic like dissecting fish and scraping scales frankly presented in front of the eyes, it is very rare, I have the intention to try, I do not know that Zhao brother can allow me to practice it?" 　　Zhao Yuan was stunned, this book with Zhang Yan's memory has obviously all memorized, even if secretly practice he can not be helped, but now still ask him, obviously this is respect for themselves, heart more touched, and hastily said: "Where where where, senior brother so say but let my little brother shame, senior brother great virtue is not to be proud of, this book can be practiced." 　　He touched his body, felt that the original preparation of a bag of pearls seems to be out of hand, thought about it, he took out a paper bag from his pocket, hands to Zhang Yan in front of him, said: "Today's haste, did not bring the treasures, this is the five elements of the divine sand in the 'Jade Kyu sand', still worth some silver, please be sure to accept, the next day, there is a compensation. There is also a compensation." 　　Zhang Yan didn't push back, and accepted it openly, and reminded, "Senior brother's heart is in a state of flux today, so it's not appropriate to cultivate." Since he had been a good person, it would be better to be a good person to the end. 　　Zhao Yuan hurriedly nodded his head and thanked him, he looked at Zhang Yan, hesitated, stepped forward and whispered, "Senior brother, deciphering the etchings is certainly a great thing, but it will inevitably be hated by others ......" 　　Hearing this, Zhang Yan's expression became a few points more serious, and he said earnestly, "Senior brother doesn't need to worry, senior brother I have my own plans." 　　Zhao Yuan nodded, since they were all people of understanding, then words to the point would do, he arched his hand and said, "If you need help, just ask your senior brother to speak, I am sure that I won't shirk if I am able to do so." After another solemn salute, he turned to leave. 　　Zhang Yan looked at the other party's back and pondered, it seemed that Zhao Yuan was also putting his heart and soul into himself, and that sentence just now would not have been mentioned if he had not treated him as a close friend. 　　Interpretation of the etchings may seem ordinary, but in fact it is from those who enter the disciples of the handyman from the tiger's mouth to take food, originally they first sell the Taoist book, and then sell the interpretation of the handwritten copy of the book, you can even earn two, and now if you give Zhang Yan cut a knife, cut off a way of money, it is okay to say now, but a long time, it is bound to trigger their unhappiness, the consequences will be very difficult to predict. 　　Zhao Yuan's worry is from this. 　　Now that Zhang Yan has enough money and food, according to common sense, it seems that he no longer needs to rely on deciphering etchings to make a living. 　　However, his planning would not be that simple! 　　He is a cultivator, naturally he understands that only cultivation is fundamental, earning money and food is just a convenient way, his real purpose is to attract the attention of the upper echelons of the Good Abyss View. 　　Zhang Yan had been in the doomsday world for seven years, and had even entered the core of the survivor camp for a time, so he understood very well that the most essential difference between the upper and the lower levels actually lay in two things: one was the control and distribution of resources, and the other was the asymmetrical amount of information. 　　Although these were two different worlds, the reasoning was common. 　　As a large cultivation sect, the Mingcang Sect only had more than three hundred named disciples like him in the lower courtyard of the Shan Yuan Guan, and another thousand or so of miscellaneous Daoist children, but there were only a dozen or so true initiated disciples. 　　However, it was these ten people and the three masters in the temple who had mastered all the cultivation texts. 　　Good Abyss view of the entrance disciples are generally in the Cangwu Mountain sixth peak to catch the moon peak cultivation, not familiar with the people easily rare to see. The master in the view is open every month to preach, but there is no year-round "offerings", want to get the Taoist secrets, that is also a dream. 　　Zhang Yan is not a family of luxury and wealth, this path is obviously not possible, but in addition, there is another way to go. 　　That is to make a name for himself! 　　Fame, even if you can't get a certain master's eyes to appreciate, you still have the opportunity to make friends with the initiated disciples, and once you enter their circle, then the possibility of obtaining the superior dharma will be much more likely. 　　And the ability in interpreting etchings was his knocking brick. 　　How could he stop before these people even noticed him? 　　As for the dangers he might face, he smiled slightly, if it was usual he definitely wouldn't take such a risk, but these days ...... 　　He narrowed his eyes and glanced in the direction of the main peak of Cangwu Mountain, Shenlai Peak, this was a great opportunity!