"Auspicious!"
"This must be auspicious!"
Why did Qin Shihuang come all the way to Mount Tai for the Fengshan ceremony?
Other than singing praises, they hoped to be recognized by the heavens.
Now, not only did he see an immortal, but he also received this auspicious sign.
What did this mean?
This meant that Great Qin replacing the Zhou Dynasty was the will of the heavens!
Therefore, an immortal descended to the mortal world and bestowed auspicious signs!
Wang Teng didn't expect these seemingly ordinary potatoes to surprise them so much.
She was ignorant.
Qin Shihuang? He was too ignorant!
…………
After a full meal.
Now it was Wang Teng's turn.
In the past ten years, he had never left Mount Tai Mystic Realm.
He was naturally curious about the outside world.
"You said that you came to Mount Tai for the Pilgrimage. Even if you didn't see the nine dragons pulling the coffin, you should have seen the five-colored altar on Mount Tai, right?”
"Five-colored altar?"
Old Zhao and the other two were confused.
During the Pilgrimage Ceremony, the platform was built with earth, so there was no five-colored altar.
"No? Have you never seen any cultivators? The kind that flies into the sky and burrows into the ground."
Seeing the three of them shaking their heads like rattle-drums, Wang Teng was also curious."No way! Even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he had at least heard of it, right?”
"I've heard of it!"
This time, Old Zhao finally stopped shaking his head and began to talk.
"It is said that there are three immortal islands in the sea, Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou. They are the places where the immortals live. There is an 'immortal medicine' on the island. After taking it, one will be 'immortal'. I sent a ship out to sea to visit the immortals, but unfortunately, I didn't see them…"
F * ck!
Wang Teng wondered why this story sounded so familiar.
"The person you sent out to search for immortals isn't called Xu Fu, right?”
Hearing Wang Teng's words, Old Zhao was extremely shocked.
"Mister, you know Xu Fu?"
"We'll know once we calculate with our fingers."
Immortals!
A genuine immortal!
…………
It was late at night.
Old Zhao and Meng Yi had already fallen asleep.
As for Li Xin, he was in charge of guarding the door.
As for Wang Teng? He was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock in front of the bamboo house.
As a cultivator, he naturally had to absorb the essence of the sun and moon, as well as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
His cultivation was only half a step away from the tenth layer of the Aura Refining realm. If everything went smoothly, he should be able to break through within a month.
Li Xin had been observing Wang Teng meditating and cultivating. He was shocked when he saw Wang Teng emitting a faint fluorescent light.
A true Immortal!
The night was silent.
Early the next morning, Old Zhao rushed out of the bamboo building and went straight to the toilet behind the bamboo building.
It looked like he was in a hurry.
After a long time, Old Zhao did not come out of the toilet.
Meng Yi ran over to check, then hurriedly ran over to Wang Teng and asked,""Why is there no toilet token in the toilet?!”
"A toilet token?"
Wang Teng was dumbfounded.
"Isn't there yellow paper?"
He had used the ancient method to make the paper when he had nothing to do. The quality must be very rough and could barely be used to wipe his butt.
"Yellow paper…what is it?"
"F * ck!"
Wang Teng gave him the middle finger.
Are you kidding me?
You don't even know about the yellow paper?
Wang Teng didn't know that paper only existed in the Western Han Dynasty.
Cai Lun of the Eastern Han Dynasty had only modified the art of making paper, not invented it.
Therefore, Meng Yi definitely did not know about paper.
Wang Teng casually found a few pieces of yellow paper.
It's a little rough, but it's as thin as silk.
There were dozens of words written on one of them.
Of course, in Meng Yi's eyes, the words were too ugly…
It was basically no different from chicken feet.
"This paper can be used to write?"
"It's barely possible, but it's mainly for convenience.”
Wang Teng shook his head.
"Use it as a toilet token?"
"Yes, is there a problem?"
"What a waste! This item is so precious, but Sir actually used it as a toilet token?!”
Meng Yi pounded his chest and stomped his feet!
Wang Teng was speechless.
Was this person…sick?
Wang Teng looked at Meng Yi as if he was retarded.
"Precious? Stop joking, how precious could yellow paper be? This thing could be made from tree bark and bamboo. It was easy to obtain materials and the process was simple! Don't be so surprised. I put a lot in the toilet.”
"A bunch!"
Meng Yi's eyes lit up as he rushed towards the latrine.
After a while, Old Zhao came out of the toilet.
Meng Yi followed behind Old Zhao excitedly, holding several bundles of yellow paper in his arms.
"Hey, if you take away all the yellow paper, how can I be convenient in the future?”Seeing this, Wang Teng was unhappy.
Although this thing didn't have much technical content, it was also very cumbersome to make.
Meng Yi said,"Sir, you said that it's very easy to make this paper. You can make it with tree bark and bamboo?"”
"Don't change the topic!" Teng Wang pursed his lips.
"It can be made from tree bark?"
Old Zhao was holding the yellow paper and rubbing it carefully.
The paper was very light, similar to silk, and it could also be used for writing.
Old Zhao was a diligent emperor. He had to read 300 catties of bamboo slips a day. This was definitely a physical job.
If he could replace the bamboo slips with yellow paper and then promote it to the whole country…
It was not only convenient for Old Zhao himself, but all the scholars in the world would benefit.
In Old Zhao's eyes, the benefits of paper were not limited to this. Its influence was far-reaching.
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