Chapter 47 if you are still alive

To find out what Wang Shouren has concealed from history, we must go deep into the palace to investigate a seemingly unrelated historical case. According to Taoist records, this unsolved case happened during the reign of Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty, that is, the era when the old scholar Weiningbo Wangyue was scolded to death at the border.At that time, there was a deputy chief staff member in the imperial court named Li Zisheng. He thought that it was impossible for him to make any progress in his official career. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. The money was gone. After this trip, Li Zisheng took a desolate path to the depths of the big lake. The more he walked, the more desolate he went, and the farther away he was from the world. He could see giant pythons with colorful patterns, or tigers and leopards with open teeth and claws. , In short, there are murderous intentions everywhere, and every step is frightening.Li Zixing gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He would rather let the giant python swallow me than find the trace of the immortal... Hey, there is a small thatched hut in front of him. How dare the living people settle in such a terrible place? It must be the immortal. wrong.

Li Zixing rushed over and looked through the door, and saw an old man with white beard meditating on the ground in the thatched hut.That's right, this must be an immortal, so Li Zisheng knelt down outside the door with a "plop", shouting in his mouth: I beg the elder to teach me the skills of the immortal. Ok?The old Taoist in the room looked out and was immediately amused: Hahaha, you clever ghost, you really came to the right place. Although I am not a fairy, I do know a lot of fairy arts. Do you want to learn or not? Want to learn, want to learn.Li Zisheng kowtowed vigorously.

Even if you want to learn, you will not succeed.The old Taoist suddenly put on a serious face: how can you teach the art of immortals lightly, you should go. Li Zisheng burst into tears when he heard the words, begged bitterly by the door of the thatched hut, and threatened: Immortal head, please give me immortal skills.If you don’t pass it on to me, I won’t leave. Not only won’t I leave, but I will hold on to the door of your hut and won’t let go. If you let me break down your hut, don’t blame me. The Taoist priest heard this, and immediately smiled: You are indeed a bit of a skill, it seems that my fairy art, if you don’t teach it to you, you can’t succeed... But, the fairy art, you can’t teach it indiscriminately, I’m definitely going to test you Yes, I wonder if you can stand the test.

Li Zisheng kowtowed without thinking: I will definitely be able to withstand it, if you don't believe me, just pass the test, Taoist priest. it is good!The Taoist priest stood up and said, "That's all right, I don't intend to give you too difficult questions, just test you for three years symbolically."From today onwards, you will let me kick, let me hit, let me scold you, let me kick you, hit your shins with thorns and sticks, and smash your head with stones, as long as you are still alive after three years... I mean If, if you miraculously survive three years later, then I will teach you this fairy art.

If miraculously survived three years later... Li Zisheng secretly looked at the old Taoist, seeing his benevolent eyebrows, and said to himself that this must be the Taoist priest trying to scare me, so I will agree first. Unexpectedly, as soon as Li Zixing agreed, he saw that kind-hearted old man's face suddenly turned into a vicious one.He rushed over ferociously, picked up a thick wooden stick, and hit Li Zixing's head with a "bang" sound, and smashed it down heavily. Li Zisheng was stunned for a moment, and passed out. Awakened by a piercing pain, Li Zisheng screamed desperately first, struggled desperately, looked closely, but found that he had been suspended under a tree by the old Taoist, and the bad old Taoist was born beside him. A fire, now slowly roasting his bare feet with burning branches.

Now Li Zixing finally came to his senses. It turned out that the old Taoist said that if he was still alive in three years... he was not joking.Unexpectedly, this old man's mentality is so perverted. According to his inhuman torture method, Li Zixing can survive for three days, but it is absolutely impossible for three years. What kind of fairy is this old man? He is clearly a murderer and a wicked person. Only at this time did Li Zixing regret that he had thrown himself into a trap, and begged the old man hard to let him go.But the old Taoist was immersed in the happiness and pleasure of abusing him, and he ignored his pleading at all.

In the blink of an eye, Li Zisheng was abused by this wicked old man for three days and three nights. Now, no part of Li Zisheng's body is intact, and the parts that were not burnt by the old Taoist are basically rotten.Li Zixing reckoned that it was absolutely impossible for him to delay the fourth day, this old man was really too vigorous. Fortunately, after three days and three nights of diligent abuse, the old Taoist was finally tired, so he lay down on an incense table, took a nap, and planned to use more poisonous methods to punish Li Zixing when he woke up.Hearing the sound of the old Taoist snoring, Li Zisheng gritted his teeth, curled up his body, and thrust his tied wrists into the fire.

Burn it, this little pain is nothing compared to the old way's cruel abuse.Hearing the sound of chi la la flames roasting flesh, the hut instantly filled with a strong smell of meat.Suddenly his hands loosened, and the rope tied around his wrist finally burned. Regardless of the pain in his scorched wrist, Li Zisheng gritted his teeth, stood up slowly, picked up a thick wooden stick, pointed it at the old man's head, and suddenly smashed it down hard. boom! The old man's body straightened up suddenly, and then fell down with a "plop". Li Zisheng laughed loudly, threw himself on the old Taoist, rummaged through the Taoist robe, and found a book.When I took it out to read, there were three words written on the cover of the book: Wu Lei Fa.

This is the book!