"What's strange?" Liu Bei asked.
Taoist Master Tian Gang said," My divination is about the good or bad luck of the noble and the rise and fall of the country. According to the divination on the divination plate, this divination is originally an ominous divination that is unfavorable to the noble." However, the strange thing was that this divination was filled with vitality. It flourished and led the prosperity of the country. It was really strange.”
Liu Bei asked,"Since the main country is prosperous, it is a good hexagram." Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and I swore an oath in the Peach Garden that we would not live together, but would die together. Now that my second and third brother have abandoned me, I should have died with them, but I haven't avenged them yet, so I can't die in peace. I'm almost sixty years old, and I'm also a dying man. Even if I don't go to the Eastern Expedition, I won't live for long. If I die in exchange for the prosperity of the country, Liu Bei will die with honor.”
Taoist Master Tiangang was quite touched when he heard that. He said,""Honorable Sir, this diviner has a general star. The general star is born, and the country is prosperous. There is no need to look for the noble. There is a destiny in the dark. You will meet sooner or later. At that time, the noble can entrust you with important tasks to revitalize the country.”
"Taoist priest, can you tell me who that person is?" Liu Bei asked.”
" I can only tell you," Taoist Tiangang said with a smile." You met him in the midst of an army of ten thousand soldiers and received the mandate of heaven. Once you see him, you will definitely feel a sense of deja vu." I can only tell you this much. Please don't ask about other things, lest the heavenly secrets leak out and fate reverse.”
Liu Bei sighed and said,"This is the destiny. Liu Bei will not pursue it."”
When Taoist Tiangang heard Liu Bei talking about destiny, he let out a long sigh and said,""Although I have become a monk, I still have one thing to worry about. If I don't do this, I'm afraid I won't be able to become an immortal for the rest of my life.”
"Is there something bothering you, Taoist Priest?" Liu Bei asked.”
" To tell you the truth," Daoist Priest Tiangang said." Before I became a monk, I was a member of the Armament Sect. The Armament Sect has been passed down to my generation. Because I haven't met anyone fated, I haven't been able to pass down these three Flying Dragon Scrolls." Today, I met you and felt like old friends at first sight. I am willing to pass these three volumes to you. I hope you don't refuse.”
"Taoist priest, what do you mean by three volumes of the Flying Dragon?" Liu Bei asked.”
"The Flying Dragon Special Forces is a peerless art of war that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Armour Sect. The Armory Sect was founded in the early Spring and Autumn Period, and had experienced the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. At the end of the Warring States Period, the Seven Kingdoms dominated the world. Thus, the Armament Sect merged the art of war of Guigu 'zi, Sun Tzu, and other militarists into one and rewrote it into a peerless art of war. The successor of the first generation of Flying Dragon Special Forces was the valiant general of Great Qin, Wang Jian. He used the Flying Dragon Special Forces to help Qin Shi Huang unify the world. After the unification of the world, the Flying Dragon Special Forces 'military tactics disappeared. After experiencing the pain of war for generations, the Armory Sect swore that they would never make a comeback. As a result, the Armory Sect only inherited the smelting skills and abandoned the military tactics.”
After listening to Taoist Tiangang's explanation, Liu Bei nodded his head and said,""I didn't expect you to have such a prominent sect. I really admire you.”
Taoist Tiangang waved his hand and said," Noble, it's fate that I met you today. Since it's fate, why don't you take my three Flying Dragon Scrolls and help you conquer the East smoothly?"”
Liu Bei shook his head and said," The three volumes of the Flying Dragon are too much for Liu Bei to bear. Since this is the destiny, why would you go against it?" Since there was a general star, why not leave these three scrolls to him and let him prosper the country.”
"Your spirit is so admirable," Taoist Tiangang said. I will obey."
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When Daoist Priest Tiangang said this, he looked at Yang Zhen, who was listening attentively, and pointed at him."You are that General Star."
In the main hall, Yang Zhen's mood was heavy after listening to Taoist Tiangang's story. Daoist Priest Tiangang saw this and said,""You don't have to do this. Since it's the will of heaven, you can accept these three Flying Dragon Scrolls!”
Yang Zhen held the three scrolls of the Flying Dragon Special Forces with both hands. He suddenly felt that the three scrolls were very heavy because he knew that the hopes of the Flying Dragon Special Forces were placed on them. If it wasn't for the fact that Liu Bei was born to get his approval and comply with the will of heaven, Liu Bei could have accepted these three scrolls of the Flying Dragon Special Forces. He wouldn't have been defeated by the Wu army and ended up dying of depression.
Taoist Tiangang said," Now that you've accepted the three Flying Dragon Special Forces scrolls, my mission and worries can be settled. Take these three scrolls and the Roving Dragon Spear and go down the mountain with your companions. I'm tired. It's time to rest!"”
Yang Zhen saw Taoist Tiangang sitting on a soft cushion with his eyes closed and no longer in the mood to speak, so he quietly walked out of the hall. Outside the main hall, Guan Feng, He Ping, and Niu San were already waiting in the courtyard. Seeing Yang Zhen walk out of the main hall, Guan Feng said,""Zi Yuan, we're leaving. We've been out for seven days. It's time to go back.”
Yang Zhen nodded and led the horse out of the temple with them. Before they left, Qing Feng came out with a scabbard. After he handed it over, he turned around and left. Yang Zhen and the others led their horses and were about to leave when they suddenly heard Ming Yue shout from inside the Taoist temple,""Master!"
Hearing Ming Yue's cry, Yang Zhen and the others, along with Qing Feng, hurriedly ran into the Taoist temple. When he entered the hall, he saw Mingyue lying on the ground, crying loudly. Yang Zhen quickly walked up and saw Taoist Tiangang sitting peacefully on a cushion. Yang Zhen stretched out his finger and touched Taoist Tiangang's nose. Yang Zhen didn't feel Taoist Tiangang's breath. He reached out to his neck, and even his pulse stopped beating. Yang Zhen said dejectedly,"The Taoist priest has passed away."
Qing Feng collapsed to the ground and started crying. Guan Feng, He Ping, and Niu San were also quite sad, and they couldn't help but shed tears. Yang Zhen sighed. Seeing Qingfeng and Mingyue kneeling on the ground and crying, he walked to their side and said,""The Taoist priest has already passed away, and there is no one else in this Taoist temple. The two of you are still young, so why don't you go back with me so that you can take care of each other?”
"Benefactor, we two brothers appreciate your kindness." Master has treated us well. We can't just leave like this. We grew up here and are used to everything here. Even if Master isn't here, we can take care of ourselves. Don't worry.”
Yang Zhen shook his head. After a moment of sadness, he, Heping, and Niu San cremated Taoist Tiangang's body according to the Taoist etiquette after death. They erected a tombstone for Taoist Tiangang at the back of the Taoist temple, kowtowed a few times, and then went down the mountain.
In the dead of night, Yang Zhen lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Ever since he returned from Shangqing Monastery, he had been preoccupied with a lot of things. Since he couldn't sleep, he put on his clothes and got out of bed. He lit the lamp and took out the three scrolls of Flying Dragon Special Forces that he had obtained during the day. He placed the three scrolls on the table.
Under the dim light, Yang Zhen opened the first volume of the Flying Dragon Special Forces. He browsed through it for a while, and his eyes were deeply attracted by this book. He focused his entire body and continued to open the first scroll. When he finished reading the last word on the bamboo slip, he had already finished reading the entire first scroll. Yang Zhen closed the bamboo slip and said slowly and softly,"So the first volume of the Art of War teaches people how to take a defensive stance. Every word in the text is well-written and concise. It is indeed a rare and wonderful book.”
Yang Zhen's interest was piqued. He put the first volume aside, picked up the second volume, and slowly flipped through it. After reading this scroll, Yang Zhen's mood surged and he couldn't help but cheer. When he closed the second volume, he couldn't hold back his excitement. He opened the second volume again and read it carefully. After he finished reading it for the second time, he closed the bamboo slip in his hand and let out a long breath. When his mood calmed down, he said in a gentle tone,"The first volume teaches people how to be on the defensive, and the second volume teaches people how to be on the offensive? There are many differences between the two volumes of the art of war, but the art of offense is filled with countless strategies. Any one of them can be said to be the best in the art of war, which made me excited.”
Yang Zhen placed the second scroll next to the first and took the last scroll. Before he could open it, he muttered to himself,"The first two volumes are defensive and offensive. Although the two volumes are different, they complement each other and complement each other. But what was written in the third volume?”As soon as Yang Zhen finished speaking, he had already flipped open the third bamboo scroll. He saw a large word at the beginning of the scroll: " Harmony ". "Could it be that the third volume is about harmony?" Yang Zhen asked suspiciously.”
Yang Zhen's eyes were burning as he followed the word 'harmony'. As time passed, Yang Zhen stared intently at the bamboo scroll, a smile on his face. When he finished reading the third bamboo scroll, Yang Zhen suddenly clapped his hands and laughed. He closed the third bamboo scroll and said indifferently,"This third volume is the best art of war. It doesn't cost a single soldier and can toy with the enemy in the palm of one's hand. This is indeed a good book!”
Yang Zhen placed all three bamboo scrolls back on the bookshelf and said smugly,""From now on, I, Yang Zhen, will have three scrolls of Flying Dragon. In the future, I will definitely take charge of the army and soar to the heavens.”After saying that, he stretched and yawned, feeling a little sleepy. So he walked to the table, faced the oil lamp, and exhaled. He blew out the oil lamp, walked to the bed, and fell asleep.
After sleeping for some time, Yang Zhen suddenly heard someone walking on the roof. He instinctively jumped up and jumped out of bed. He perked his ears and listened quietly. He heard the tiles on the roof creak as they were stepped on. These sounds were originally made very carefully, but ever since Yang Zhen learned the Heavenly Spring Spear Technique, his hearing and vision had become sharper. He could even hear the breathing of people a few meters away.
Yang Zhen tiptoed to the weapons rack and reached out to grab the Wandering Dragon Spear. He waited for the person on the roof to jump down. Yang Zhen heard footsteps on the roof. There were only two people, but they flashed past him. Yang Zhen was curious. He carried Wandering Dragon out of the room and jumped onto the roof using the platform in the corridor. As soon as he reached the roof, he saw two black shadows leaping in front of him and then flying into the distance. With a thought, he carefully chased after her.
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