Chapter 63: Divine Oddities

In the dead of night, the candles in Fangjiang's room were brightly lit, and Pei Xuanjing gently flipped through the book in his hand.

This is a copy of "The Legend of China" that Gu Ji sent over today and obtained from Wang Yun.

A thin book, with the text on the cover written in regular script: Shenzhou Weiwen Zhi—Drunken Discourses after Drinking, written by Bai Xiaosheng.

This name has been passed down for a long time. It seems that when Jianghu existed, the name Bai Xiaosheng already existed.

Bai Xiaosheng is a name and a title, but it is not just a person.

He claims to know everything, and as long as you pay enough, you can get any information you want.

With such an arrogant tone, no one ever thought he was exaggerating, because he could give answers to all questions.

Pei Xuanjing opened the book. The ink was still wet and was written in the Taige style commonly used in the Ming Dynasty. The writing style was simple and easy to understand.

There is a sentence on the title page of the book: This book was written under the influence of alcohol. Every statement is a lie. If you believe it, there is it. If you don’t believe it, there is nothing.

Pei Xuanjing smiled lightly and didn't care. This was just an excuse.

"As everyone knows, in today's world, martial arts are flourishing, while immortality is declining. The theory of immortals and gods has become a legend."

"But why did immortality decline? Why did martial arts flourish?"

"We have spent thousands of years exploring the classics left in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and tracing back to their origins. We have discovered that during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the theory of immortals and gods was not false: there was an emperor who sat on the ninth floor and commanded the world; there was a swordsman who was skilled in swordsmanship. God, the light is cold in the nine states; there are Taoists who live forever in the world, and their spirits travel to the heavens; there are Arhats whose golden bodies are immortal and whose physical bodies are immortal."

"Then a great chaos swept through China, and the heaven and earth collapsed. Then the law in China ended, the immortals and Buddhas disappeared, and the gods and demons disappeared. From then on, martial arts was born and flourished in the world."

"So, we have a guess. Martial arts was born out of the immortal way, but because of the reversal of heaven and earth, the immortal way has not been revealed, so it is impossible to live forever."

Pei Xuanjing read word for word, fearing that he would miss any word and misunderstand the meaning.

"According to what Bai Xiaosheng said, it is actually similar to my guess. That is, this world originally had immortals and gods, at least immortals. And because of a great chaos in the Xuanzong era, China fell and the world changed drastically. , so the immortal way declined, and the martial arts emerged from the immortal way."

He muttered to himself, keeping these in mind, and then continued reading.

"Then, we continued to search for records before the Holy Tang Dynasty, and found that history seemed to have fallen into a cycle. Thousands of years before the prosperous Tang Dynasty, between the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Immortal Way flourished. Before the Northern and Southern Dynasties, to the end of the Shenhan Dynasty, the Sima family was unified After that, the immortality declined again.”

"The Immortal Way flourished from the Immortal Qin Dynasty to the end of the Shen Han Dynasty, and declined in the Tianzhou Zhou Dynasty."

"Based on all this, we have a new speculation: Heaven and earth are circulating, and they are always going through a cycle of reincarnation. When heaven and earth decline, immortality also declines, and immortality is difficult to find; when heaven and earth regain vitality, immortality also prospers, then immortality Hopefully, the gods will no longer be vain.”

"More than a hundred years ago, the previous generation Bai Xiaosheng teamed up with the contemporary divine fortune teller to deduce the changes in heaven and earth, and the results were obtained. More than a hundred years later, heaven and earth began to recover, immortality will flourish, and becoming an immortal is no longer a legend."

Pei Xuanjing put down the book and fell into deep thought.

It has to be said that sometimes guesses are just guesses.

But when the guess is confirmed, the mood of the guess is completely different.

Pei Xuanjing once speculated that this world might be similar to the novels he read in his previous life, and seemed to be recovering in spirit.

But when this result was confirmed from Bai Xiaosheng's book, his mood was somewhat indescribable.

There really were immortals and immortals in this world.

But where have those former immortals gone?

Because of the great changes in the world, have those immortals really perished?

If they really died due to the great change of heaven and earth, would such immortals be the same as the immortals I know? Is it true immortality?

If they did not perish due to the great changes in heaven and earth, then where are they?

Will they come again with the resurrection of heaven and earth?

Now Pei Xuanjing is about to reach the top level of the world. If the immortals and gods return with the recovery of heaven and earth, then the pattern of the entire world will undergo huge changes.

What is the attitude of those immortals towards the ‘mortals’ in this world, are they kind or malicious?

Nothing is known.

Although everything mentioned in Bai Xiaosheng's book is probably just speculation and will not actually happen.

"But why do I feel that this speculation is not false news, but something that will inevitably happen in the future?" Pei Xuanjing frowned.

He remembered something.

That is, it seems that except for the Maitreya Sect, which is dedicated to causing trouble and causing trouble for the Ming Empire, the other major forces of the Ming Dynasty have fallen into a strange calm.

"Originally, according to what Zhao Ji said, this martial arts academy was a test of the civil servants by nobles. This place would become the focus of the struggle between the two major forces and the center of the storm. But I have been here for more than half a month, and it is still the same. Peace." Pei Xuanjing thought of his peaceful life for nearly half a month.

Originally, he had been prepared to get involved in the fight between the two parties and stay cautiously in the martial arts academy to avoid the limelight.

However, during this period of time, the entire martial arts academy has been as calm as water, and there seems to be no accidents.

"Perhaps I should pay a visit to the vice-dean." Pei Xuanjing thought in his mind.

Sometimes I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or a miracle. Pei Xuanjing decided to visit Vice Dean Qingyangzi last night, but the next morning he found that Qingyangzi had sent someone to invite him.

“Hello, Dean.” Pei Xuanjing saluted Qingyangzi.

Qingyangzi was still smiling, “Sit down. I just happened to have some good tea that my senior brother sent a few days ago. Let you taste it.”

When Pei Xuanjing sat down, a young Taoist priest who seemed to be Qingyangzi’s junior served tea to Pei Xuanjing.

Under Qingyangzi’s gentle gaze, Pei Xuanjing took a sip.

“How is it, how is this tea?” Qingyangzi asked.

Pei Xuanjing smiled embarrassedly, “I just think it’s very fragrant, but I can’t say what’s good about it.”

He was telling the truth. His mind was on martial arts. He was really not good at tea tasting. He just thought the tea was delicious, but he didn’t understand what was good about it.

Qingyangzi was stunned by Pei Xuanjing’s straightforward answer.