"How great is my ancestor who started the Hongmeng, cultivated virtue and strengthened martial arts, and had good virtues. He promoted writing, created laws and regulations, and beautified in the nine heavens and drooped elephants; he taught farming, calculating numbers, and made all generations of rituals to stoop literature. The common people prayed, and the emperor conquered all spirits. The left and right Ji, and the land was only spiritual. All parties were in a position, and they were guarded by their families. He converted to the Supreme Saint, and was the Yuan Henry Zhen."

Shang Jun looked at the passage recorded on the bamboo slip in his hand, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and after chanting it softly, he handed it to his eldest son, and asked, "This is a spell passed down by the Immortal Yuchen. It's a bit interesting, please take a look."

Upon hearing this, Shang Jia stepped forward respectfully to take the bamboo slips handed over by Shang Jun.

Because Shang Jun just recited it, the words on the bamboo slips are flowing with rich mantra power, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, just like breathing, reflecting each other with the land under his feet.

"This mantra is interesting. It is neither an immortal nor a god, nor a sacrifice or a mantra. By chanting the praises of His Majesty, we can increase the connection between ourselves and the land. However, this mantra still needs power to promote it. It is fine if our gods chant, but every word contains divine power, which can slightly drive some magical powers of the land. Those slaves of the national have poor bloodline and have to chant for several years before they can reach a threshold. Some of the mantras will slightly affect the movement of the earth's energy."

"A Yi, what do you think?" Shang Jun looked at the second son behind Shang Jia again.

Shang Yi, who looked only twelve or twelve years old, stepped forward and whispered: "This move is beneficial to the people, slaves, and country, but it is not conducive to many slave owners who regard slaves as grass."

When Shang Jun heard this, he said calmly: "Tell me what you think."

"B just recited it silently twice in his heart, and found that this mantra seems simple and ordinary, but it has a characteristic that the mantra will slowly overlap. In other words, even a slave with dull qualifications can condense a ray of mantra power in three or four months through chanting day after day, and create a slight connection with the land. In the next year, it can affect the land, stabilize the earth and fertile land in a small range."

"In this way, the status of slaves will inevitably undergo earth-shaking changes, and they can become part of the stable territory. When the countries know, many slave owners who use slaves as commodities will inevitably lose their slaves."

Shang Jia heard this and smiled and said, "Why did those slaves have been destroyed after the defeated tribe, and their bloodlines are dirty. Without cleaning up the bloodlines of the body for several generations, they have no chance of divine power. Even if they can slightly affect the earth's energy, what kind of magical power can they have to become the cornerstone of the country?"

"One or two will naturally not do it, but millions of slaves, each of which can influence the earth's energy. With a little training, it will be like thousands of sand and mud, scattered on the earth and stabilize one side. And if they can achieve fertile land, they can increase grain production, and we can command the army naturally. Isn't it beneficial to the country? Can it be called the cornerstone of the country?"

Hearing this, Shang A was silent, and Shang Yi bowed to Shang Jun and said, "The above is just B's simple opinion. Why do you ask Jun and Father to make a decision?"

"You seem to have a good impression of that Yuchen?"

Shang Jun asked a question casually, and the faces of the brothers changed slightly. Shang A hurriedly said, "Please don't blame me, father, I don't mean to plead for that Taoist."

After a while of silence, Shang Yi said respectfully: "If Yuchen is beneficial to the country, Yi will naturally like it; if it is not beneficial to the country, Yi will naturally hate it."

"Zi Lu!"

Shang Jia couldn't help but yell in a low voice when he heard this, pulling him down and kowtowed to Shang Jun. But before he could speak, Shang Jun had already made a decision: "Since that's the case, you should go east more often in the past few days to see if the Yuchen is beneficial to the country or not."

After saying that, he got up and left. Seeing this, Shang A wanted to say something. Shang Yi pulled his sleeve and shook his head and said, "Brother, you don't need to do this. The king and father are not angry."

"Even if you are not angry, you can't do this. You don't know that Yu Chen was so angry that all the elders of the clan were so angry that they didn't show their faces on their faces. Who knows what he thought?"

Shang Jia looked at his younger brother and told him seriously: "I know you are dedicated to the country and are quite sympathetic to those slaves. But Ah Yi, we should do it now with stability. We should leave the big things to the king and father to make decisions. We should not have too much contact with small techniques like immortality."

After saying that, Shang Jia began to whisper again: "You are out this time, and my father didn't say how many people you asked you to take, so it would be better for you to prepare in advance. You have never suffered any hardships since you were a child. Suddenly, you went to the east and didn't know whether you were used to living or not. When you left, take a few servants in my hall and let them take my things to give you something."

"Brother!"

Shang Yi looked a little embarrassed when he saw his brother like this, but he sighed and said, "Since the king and father have not arranged it, I will go by myself. I am also a descendant of Xuanniao, and I am in the east of the Shangqiu area. You don't have to worry. It's getting late now. If I go now, I can still come back tonight."

"No! It's fine if you go out alone without taking the guards, how can you go there so easily?"

Regarding his younger brother's statement, Shang Jia decisively refused and took out something from his sleeve and said, "You hold this thing, and it is some things given to me by the past kings and fathers and the elders of the clan. Keep it for yourself. Wait for me here, and I'll find something for you and bring it with you."

After saying that, Shang A walked towards his palace. Shang Yi smiled and shook his head, without rejecting his brother's kindness.

However, when he saw Shang Jia returning with a bunch of things, he still had a look of unacceptableness on his face.

An hour later, Shang Yi, who had been persuaded, set off from Shangqiu and rode a horse-like beast with dragon blood, and ran towards the location of Yuchen's Taoist place.

However, before Shang Yi entered Yuchen's temple, he stayed here to practice and received a notice from Shang A, asking him to pick up his younger brother.

Yu Chen, who also knew about this, looked at Tongming who was planning to leave and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the two young men from Shang Kingdom had such a good relationship."

When Tongming heard this, he thought for a while and said, "The Shang Kingdom is different from some countries in the East China Sea, and there is no internal situation of robbing the position of the king. The inheritance system is the same as the Xia Dynasty. If the legitimate son is established as the eldest son, he will not be virtuous, and if the son is established as the eldest son, he will naturally have the highest inheritance rights of the Shang Kingdom. Even if the second son is more talented and the legitimate son is the same, he will not be able to shake the position of the eldest son. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the eldest son and the second son are so harmonious."

After saying that, Tongming planned to pick up Shang Yi. Yuchen stopped him and said, "You don't have to go anymore. I have already asked someone to welcome the second young master just now."

"Oh? I wonder who will let fellow Taoist greet you?" Tongming looked around curiously, and the boys serving Yu Chen and Tongming were all descendants of some little nobles.

Although their clan has declined, they have the blood of aristocratic people after all. In terms of system, they are more suitable for serving Yuchen and Tongming. In theory, they should also do the work of welcoming.

But after looking around Tongming, he didn't find any few people.

"The child who came to the dojo to study in two days."

Yu Chen responded plainly, making Tongming frown and recall it carefully before remembering: "Isn't the child who came to study two days ago the child who followed us on the outskirts of Shangqiu? I remember that after he was a slave, I asked him to welcome the second young master. Isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

"What's wrong with it? I am a fairy-dao temple, and Is it a palace in the Shang Kingdom? How can there be so many etiquette and dignity? Fellow Taoist, if you adhere to this mentality, even if you adjust your state well, the possibility of breaking through to the upper fairy-state is less than 30%.

As he said that, Yuchen recited again: "Work when the sun rises, rest when the sun enters, dig a well and drink when the farm is plowing, eat when the fields are eaten, what is the power of imperial power for me?"

The song is called "Ji Ring Song". It is said to be an ancient song from the time of Emperor Yao, which expresses a view of people's views on life at that time. But Yuchen was talking about the song at this moment, so naturally this was not the meaning. What he passed on to Tongming was a concept of immortality, telling him not to be too restricted by order.

Etiquette and hierarchy can be a way for immortal monks to cater to the outside world after entering the world, but it should not be their own code of conduct.

If you practice immortality and Taoism, you will practice your own way. If you follow the rules too much, you will lose the idea of ​​being free and carefree in the way of immortality.

It’s just a pity that Tongming returned to Shang Kingdom for a long time and was deeply influenced by the words of rules and esteemed. After hearing Yu Chen’s words, he just frowned and returned to his position without any response.

Yuchen did not interfere further in this, just as the rules and etiquette in Shangqiu had a clear impact day after day, Yuchen could also subtly eliminate this influence in this temple.

As for whether you can finally find out, or whether you can incorporate the rules into your own path, it is to make it clear.

Yuchen turned his gaze outside the door, and after a while, Shang Yi followed a boy in linen and walked to Yuchen.

Shang Yi walked to Yuchen and bowed: "Zi Lu has seen the Immortal Yuchen."

"My temple is a place outside the corner, and the second son does not need so much courtesy," Yu Chen said, and raised his hand and helped him up. As for Shang Yi's claim, it is not surprising that the original surname of the king of Shang State was Zi, and Shang Yi was the second son, and his name was Lu, so he was also called Shang Li, Zi Lu, or Zi Yi.

After Shang Yi settled down, Yu Chen asked again: "As the legitimate son of the country, the second young master is not in Shangqiu to enjoy his fortune. What's the point of coming to my place outside?"

Shang Yi did not hide it, and told him what he said to his king and father, and said bluntly: "In the next few days, Yi will come and nag the immortals often."

"Although I am a place outside, I am also a place for learning and learning. In the past, I and my wise Taoist fellow Taoists said that as long as I am a native of Shangqiu, no matter how high or low a person, those who are dedicated to studying can come here. If you want to come, why should you nag? If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time."

"It just so happens that my lecture time is coming today. You can sit here and listen together."

After Yuchen finished speaking, he asked the boy who led Shangqiu to ring a small bronze bell.

The unrestrained voice echoed inside and outside the palace. A hundred children of slaves or citizens walked out of the rooms, talking and laughing, and came to Yuchen.

When they saw Shang Yi, they greeted him very enthusiastically and then took their seats at once.

Regarding these children, Yuchen did not say any wonderful methods, nor did he involve the wonderful recipes of immortality. He simply started from the human way and taught them various concepts of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Shang Yi listened very carefully. As he listened, he found that Yuchen's way of preaching was also very interesting.

By observing what some students were talking about, he found that Yuchen's voice should have a certain difference in different people's ears.

For example, the children who led him here were talking about some methods of mixing the five flavors, which were divided into cooking content. But the other boy next to him was talking about some content about how to farm and choose seeds. In addition, what Shang Yi heard was mostly about how to govern the people and let more people participate in planting and production as much as possible.

Then, when these children asked questions, dozens of people were speaking together, and Yuchen just answered slowly, but the many contents did not interfere with each other, as if someone had specially sorted them out and sent them into his mind one by one.

So much so that it was clearly a class time, Shang Yi heard dozens of different contents.

After Yuchen answered everyone's questions, he led everyone to chant the spells. Under Yuchen's guidance, Shang Yi felt that he seemed to be rising.

His perspective was constantly elevated in the resonance of the spells. Slowly, Shang Yi saw the surrounding mountains, forests, grass and trees, the capital of Shangqiu, the entire Shang country, and the countless citizens and slaves living on the Shang country's territory.

But in his perception, there seemed to be another gaze above him looking at him, the land, the people and the slaves below.

The look gave him the feeling that it was almost the gaze of the elders. In His eyes, Shang Yi felt that he was the same as the people below, and even the slaves, and they were all part of the human race and his descendants.

‘How great is my ancestor who started the Great Meng, cultivated virtue and strengthened martial arts, and had a great virtue. He promoted writing, created laws and regulations, and beautified in the nine heavens and drooped elephants; he taught farming, calculating numbers, and made all generations of texts to flourish.’

Somehow, Shang Yi suddenly thought of the first sentence Yu Chen taught the spell, and then said in his heart: "Is this the perspective of that Majesty? Is this the entire human race a descendant?"

Outside, Yu Chen looked at Shang Yi, whose breath became more peaceful, with a serious expression. Through the connection and resonance between the spells, he felt Shang Yi's feeling at this moment.

He looked at Shang Yi, then looked at the sky, thinking about something in his heart, then closed his eyes and continued to sense the information contained in that gaze.

He also noticed Shang Yi's change clearly and immediately looked at Yu Chen. Seeing him looking at Shang Yi, he looked at the sky again, then closed his eyes and opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't say what he meant.
Chapter completed!