292. Is It God's Will that We Should Be Descendants of Fuxi? (Please Order the Full Version)

Pingkangfang is located in the southeast corner outside the imperial city of Chang'an, close to the imperial city.

Enter from the north gate of Pingkangfang, and the three alleys of north, middle and south on the east are Sanqu.

These Sanqu gather all kinds of prostitutes. Nanqu and Zhongqu are more high-end, while Beiqu is the gathering place of low-level prostitutes.

Enter Zhongqu.

Zhang Jiuling seemed to be quite familiar with this place, and soon turned to a pavilion.

Walked in.

The two of them booked a private room.

Listen to music.

Drink.

Then... before the curfew, they quickly slipped away from Pingkangfang.

"It's unlucky today. I didn't expect to run into Liu Xiang..."

"If I ran into other superiors, it would be fine. Liu Xiang just asked us to find folk suicide notes, and you and I appeared in Pingkangfang..."

Zhang Jiuling said with an embarrassed look.

"In the Tang Dynasty, officials prostituted prostitutes, from prime ministers and governors to staff and governors, almost everyone was engaged in this. And they did it at will, and there were many strange phenomena." - "History of Female Chang Prostitutes".

Bai Gui didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh.

After all, he finally went to Pingkangfang, but he didn't expect to only listen to songs and watch singing and dancing, and did nothing. After all, Pingkangfang, even if it was northern music, was a relatively high-end place. The guests there were scholars who usually took exams, and most of the girls belonged to the Jiaofangsi, so according to the process, they would listen to songs and watch singing and dancing first, and then do other elegant things later.

And the curfew system in Chang'an, when the time is up, it is not allowed to walk outside the market at will.

Unless you stay overnight in Pingkangfang.

"Forget it, forget it, let's go home early."

Bai Gui calmed down. He came to Pingkangfang more to see it, just like how can you go to Gion Flower Street when you go to Kyoto. Now that he has seen it and satisfied his curiosity, there is nothing to complain about.

"Brother Zishou, see you tomorrow."

After saying that, he clasped his hands and prepared to ride away.

"Brother Meihe, wait a minute, I have one more thing I haven't told you..."

"The reason why Prime Minister Liu was so generous to our proofreader and befriended us is that he also has something to ask for."

Zhang Jiuling rode his horse to catch up.

"What is it?"

"It's Prime Minister Liu's son who is looking for a teacher. Our proofreaders don't have much to do on weekdays, so they are relatively idle. They are all Jinshi, so Prime Minister Liu came to us..."

"Prime Minister Liu is very generous. The monthly salary is 30 strings of money, and you only need to teach five times a month."

"Brother Zishou is going?"

Bai Gui asked.

They say that the proofreaders have low salaries, but it doesn't mean they are really short of money. Those who can pass the Jinshi exam are rarely poor. It's just that Zhang Jiuling is from Lingnan, which is too far away from Chang'an. Even if his family has money, it is difficult to send money to Chang'an, so his life is a little tight.

"Brother Meihe, you are right. I am planning to go. After all, thirty strings of cash is a lot of money, and teaching students is not a disgrace to my reputation..."

"It's just that I'm going alone, so it's inevitable that I'll feel a little..."

"Why don't you go with me tomorrow, Brother Bai?"

Zhang Jiuling said.

The rank of the proofreader and the prime minister is too far apart, even though they meet each other quite often. When the prime ministers in the Political Affairs Hall discuss important matters, they will ask the proofreader to go to the Secretariat to find ancient books when citing scriptures. For example, for some water conservancy issues, they have to consider the waterway maps built in ancient times, etc. This is the job of the proofreader.

But if he really had to go to Liu's house alone to apply for the job, Zhang Jiuling himself felt that he would not be too calm to meet the prime minister of the time at Liu's house.

But if Bai Gui accompanied him, he could share some of the pressure from the prime minister.

"I am grateful to Brother Zishou for your attention. I have no choice but to do this."

Bai Gui nodded.

Zhang Jiuling usually took good care of him and gave him a higher rank than him by two levels. Therefore, he would not deliberately refuse this small request. Anyway, it would just waste some time.

This time, Zhang Jiuling did not call anyone, but only asked him to come to Pingkangfang, which might mean inviting guests to help.

…

Back to Jinxian Temple, the upper-class wing room.

"With the Guishan Strategy, I can now complete the 100-day foundation building in seven or eight days."

"This world is the Immortal Sword World, which is much higher than the ordinary world. If I hadn't deliberately suppressed myself and prevented myself from building the foundation, I would probably be able to complete the 100-day foundation building and reach the state of nurturing the holy fetus when I merged with the body of this world..."

Bai Gui sat down and adjusted his breath for a while, thinking secretly.

If he completed the 100-day foundation building by himself, it would be much more difficult for him to become a disciple again in the future. After all, he already has the foundation of internal strength, and the high-level Taoist can see it at a glance and will definitely not accept him as a disciple.

If he completed the 100-day foundation building with Ziwu Gong in the original world, he would not be picky, but when he came to this world, Ziwu Gong was a little bit inferior.

Now that he had the Guishan Strategy that could reach the level of a celestial being, it would be better to use it to complete the 100-day foundation building.

He got off the bed and opened a window.

He looked out the window.

The sky was clear, without any dark clouds, and he could see the stars.

"Tonight, I will try to use the secret method of Louguan Dao to observe the stars and look at the air, and eat the air to stay awake..."

"May the Supreme Daoist Ancestor bless you!"

Bai Gui said secretly.

For example, Ziwu Gong is to collect the mysterious Qi of the two hours of Zi and Wu to replenish oneself. And Guishan Strategy is more advanced, directly collecting the Qi of the stars to replenish oneself.

He pinched the spell with his hand, silently recited the Taoist scriptures in his heart, and reached out to the window.

A ray of moonlight was collected by him.

It was like a thin veil of mist.

"It was so easy to succeed?"

He was a little surprised.

Then I thought of what the "Tai Shang Inspiration Chapter" said, for those who are willing to do good and charity, "Everyone respects them, God will bless them, blessings will follow, all evil will be far away, gods will protect them, everything they do will be successful, and gods can hope for it."

Now he has deep blessings and is a true immortal.

If you try it once, you will succeed, so there is no doubt about it. People like him are cultivators who will be protected and assisted by heaven and gods.

This ray of moonlight was absorbed into Bai Gui's body.

In an instant, it was freezing cold, but full of inspiration immediately filled his entire body.

And this biting cold air was driven away by his abundant blood in an instant.

"No wonder Taoism says that one should cultivate both life and life."

"With a physical body with a solid foundation, some side effects after absorbing external energy will soon be expelled by the physical body."

"If an ordinary person were to absorb a ray of moonlight, they would need to cultivate for several days."

Bai Gui understood this at this moment, and he followed the guidance of Guishan, gathering the power of starlight from the stars in the sky and integrating it into his own body.

There are three hundred and sixty-five stars in the sky, and each star casts a ray of light.

As morning approached, he slowly opened his eyes, and a thin layer of skin peeled off his body.

It takes a hundred days to build the foundation, and with the help of stars all over the sky, it can be completed in one day.

"Is this my holy fetus?"

"A dragon turtle? Or should I say Ba Xia?"

Bai Gui looked inside his body and saw that his body was used as a cauldron to raise a holy fetus. This holy fetus was still very weak, less than the size of a thumb, but its outline could already be seen. turtle with antlers.

The antlers are because his luck is purple gold mixed with the appearance of a white deer, and the turtle is because he specializes in "Guishan Ce".

Therefore, its appearance is similar to that of Baxia, one of the nine sons of Longsheng.

"Baxia is one of the nine sons of the dragon. He looks like a turtle but is good at carrying heavy loads. He is strong enough to carry three mountains and five mountains. I have the power to carry a cauldron. I am already very powerful. Now I have stepped from a hundred days of foundation building to a holy fetus. The situation has turned into my true form, which is very reasonable..."

"But this dragon turtle also has patterns, circles, and dots on its back, arranged in groups..."

"Back when Fu Xi was performing Bagua, there was a dragon turtle carrying a river map. Could this be the legendary river map?"

"It is said that Nuwa and Fuxi are husband and wife. I was born in this world because of Xiuzhu. Xiuzhu was born as a descendant of Nuwa, so by chance, I became a 'descendant of Fuxi'?"

"Is there some divine will somewhere in the world?"

Bai Gui looked up at the stars, and suddenly a shooting star streaked across the sky. He subconsciously used the method of going out of the building to observe Taoism to gather energy.

The meteor fell into his hands and turned into a jade pendant.

The jade pendant is simple in style and features a human face pendant, which seems to be a product of the pre-Qin and Warring States periods.

"What is this jade pendant?"

"The jade pendant of Xianjian Sanjingtian and Xuejian. But why did it fall into my hands?"

Bai Gui held the jade pendant in his hand and frowned.