In the prison, the old Confucian ink pool took a soldering iron.
The first half of the soldering iron is in the charcoal oven, roasted until red, and a text is carved on the front end.
Ning Zhuo took a closer look and found that this was the word "benevolence".
The old Confucian ink pool took this "benevolent" soldering iron and walked in front of the silent ghost general.
The silent ghost will be tied up, unable to move, only staring at the old Confucian ink pool with a calm gaze.
The old Confucian ink pool did not hesitate at all, he directly imprinted the soldering iron between the Silent Ghost General's forehead and eyebrows.
Wow......
The bright red soldering iron burned a series of black smoke in the center of the ghost general's eyebrows.
For a while, the smell of burnt was overwhelming.
The old Confucian ink pool pressed for five breaths, and then slowly pulled the Renzi soldering iron back and put it back into the charcoal furnace.
The silent ghost will be unable to hang his head, and his breath will become very thick.
Seeing Ning Zhuo a little surprised, Wen Nejade explained at the right time: "Our Confucian practice has five constants, namely benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith."
"The benevolent love for others is the foundation of Confucianism."
"If you want to stand up, you will establish others, and if you want to achieve others, you will reach others."
"The benevolent have a good heart and virtue like a mountain. Be able to bestow favors, be tolerant of others, accumulate goodness, and treat things with ......."
Ning Zhuo listened carefully.
Whether it is the old Confucian Zheng Shoumo in the ink pool, or the true transmission of all phenomena Wen nephrite, they are all Confucian cultivators.
Ning Zhuo was not familiar with Confucianism, but when he heard the master's explanation this time, he naturally perked up his ears and actively studied.
Seeing that the silent ghost general was only panting, the old Confucian ink pool took out another soldering iron from the charcoal furnace.
This soldering iron is different from before, the first paragraph is the word "righteousness".
Puff.
Zheng Shoumo slammed Luo Tie on the left shoulder of the silent ghost general, and another smell of burning was emitted.
The severe pain made the silent ghost suddenly raise his head and look at the roof, but his expression was still flat and his eyes were always calm.
Seeing him behave like this, the old Confucian ink pool also thought: "Okay, this look is good, I hope you will still have this kind of energy in the future."
Ning Zhuo: ......
Wen Nephrite also explained: "Righteousness is appropriate, and the righteous path is tied."
"A gentleman thinks righteousness is the supreme and stands up and walks the way."
"Righteousness is not in strength, righteousness is in the heart, even if you encounter difficulties, you should keep your integrity and not change your original intention......"
"Those who are righteous act according to justice and are not driven by selfish interests; Righteousness is awe-inspiring, and there is no distraction."
Ning Zhuo secretly kept these in mind.
The old Confucian in the ink pool put down the soldering iron of the righteous character and took out the third soldering iron, which was a salute character.
He concocted it in the same way, and engraved the word salute on the left shoulder of the silent ghost general, who closed his lips tightly and gritted his teeth.
Still silent.
The old Confucian in Mochi looked him up and down, and praised from the bottom of his heart: "Sure enough, he is a tough guy!"
Wen Nejade once again explained to Ning Zhuo: "Etiquette is respect, and it is the norm of human behavior in the world."
"It is also said: Ritual is reason, the classics of heaven and earth, and the major affairs of the country."
"Again: "Etiquette is the heart of respect for people and the law of treating things. Salute like the wind, be in awe, behave dignifiedly, and do everything in accordance with ......"
Wen Nephrite seems to have studied the most deeply in this regard.
He also deliberately added some of his own understanding: "Etiquette is not hypocrisy, but the unity of inner respect and external performance, following the principles of heaven and humanity, knowing advance and retreat, observing the importance of weight, and distinguishing right from wrong......"
Ning Zhuo gained a lot and quickly bowed his hands to thank him.
He thought that when he was in the Mingjiao River before, he saw Wen Nejade fighting, and his ceremonial attainments were indeed extremely strong, so he asked many water ghost soldiers to put down their butcher knives and talk about etiquette, so that they could be slaughtered.
"Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust...... The benevolence and righteousness ceremony has been issued, and only the word Zhixin is left."
Ning Zhuo saw the pattern, and had already discovered that there were many soldering irons inserted in the charcoal furnace, but the front was inserted into the depths of the charcoal furnace, and there was no specific text.
The old scholar of the ink pool inserted the soldering iron back, but did not immediately take out the fourth one.
He turned to Wen Neptune and said: "Master Wen, this enemy general is indeed the only tough guy I have ever seen in my life. I didn't even make him frown a little, nor did he snort painfully, I'm afraid the next two words won't be able to pry his mouth well."
"I'm ashamed."
"I just boasted about Haikou, but now I have been slapped in the face."
"It's the old man who underestimated the heroes of the world."
Wen Nephrite frowned: "What should I do?"
The old Confucian Mochi said: "I have another method, I can use this person's toughness to torture out more information."
After a while, the green-faced ghost general, the bone stick ghost general, the peanut ghost general, and the fang ghost general were all taken to this cell.
The old Confucian Mochi said: "Your leader is indeed a tough guy, and he was blessed with three words, and he was stunned and silent."
"You guys take a good look, I also hope that you can maintain such toughness in the future!"
Saying that, the old Confucian ink pool took out the wisdom soldering iron and slapped the silent ghost on the thigh.
The silent ghost trembled in pain, but still did not make a sound.
The other four ghost generals who saw this scene all changed their expressions suddenly, some struggled and whined, but they were always restrained and unable to be free.
Wen Nephrine introduced Ning Zhuo again, but this time, he used his consciousness to convey: "Wise man, knowledge can be done, and wisdom is understandable."
"Those who know are not as good as those who like it, and those who are good are not as good as those who like it......"
"Wise people, have a clear mind and bright eyes, understand the changes in current affairs, see the details, think carefully, and act decisively......"
Ning Zhuo nodded secretly, feeling happy in his heart: "I learned it, I learned it."
The old Confucian ink pool couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the silent ghost general: "Okay, you are the hardest prisoner I have ever seen in my life."
"I have never seen anyone who can survive five characters in a row, I hope you can break this record."
Puff.
At the next moment, the letter soldering iron was also printed on the right thigh of the silent ghost general, and a letter was burned on it.
Wen Nephora said: "A believer is a believer in his words, and he is loyal to the virtue of keeping promises."
"Words must be done, deeds must be done, promises must be fulfilled, loyalty and unswervingness, and the hearts of the people will show their virtue."
"A gentleman is fundamental, and the foundation is established and the way is born. Virtue is not alone, there must be neighbors. Faith makes people's hearts feel at ease, and when the country has faith, the people's hearts return. It is not only a high standard of morality, but also a great tool for establishing oneself."
As soon as he finished explaining, the silent ghost general finally couldn't hold on, closed his eyes, and fainted on the spot.
"It's a pity, it's a pity." The old Confucian in Mochi was very sorry and regretful.
He turned around and untied the shackles of the blue-faced ghost general, allowing the latter to speak.
The old Confucian Mochi said gently: "I remember, you also suffered a word, but you fainted halfway through. I hope you can have a better watch this time. Now."
The blue-faced ghost general was a veteran on the battlefield, a ghost with a knife tip licking blood, and when he heard Zheng Shoumo's words, he immediately struggled even harder, shouting: "I said everything, I told you everything I know!"
The old Confucian ink pool nodded and smiled: "I will ask the city lord to ask you a heart-to-heart paper, I hope you can tell me what you said."
The old Confucian generals re-sealed the blue-faced ghost generals, and successively lifted the ban on the other three generals and let them speak.
The three generals witnessed how the silent ghost general fainted, and they all tasted the pain of soldering iron. This kind of pain is by no means a physical experience, but a deep understanding of the soul, truly heart-wrenching, and painful!
This time, the old Confucians interrogated them one by one, and they all said the military information that they had not revealed before, and their attitudes became quite upright.
But when it came time for the peanut ghost general, the ghost general said tremblingly: "Ladies and gentlemen, the silent lord is not stubborn to the end, he has long wanted to abandon the dark and turn to the light, but his talent and skills have always made him look dull and unable to speak."
Mochi Laoru: ......
Ning Zhuo, Wen Nephrite: ......
The silent scene was a little embarrassing for a while.
The old Confucian in the ink pool waved his hand and asked someone to bring the other four generals back.
He bowed to Wen Nephrite and asked for instructions to cast a spell.
Wen Nephrite did not hesitate and nodded in agreement.
So, the next moment, the old Confucian in Mochi displayed Confucianism - Zhao'an and Tonggang.
The old Confucian encouraged his mana and consumed it quickly, while chanting words in his mouth, as if reciting a masterpiece.
Body seals, mouth seals, and heart seals, these are the main techniques for performing magic.
Confucian practitioners pay special attention to oral seals.
Accompanied by the chanting of the old Confucian scholars in the ink pool, small silver and white fonts condensed out of thin air and gathered together to form a masterpiece in Chinese.
These silver and white words rushed to the silent ghost general like flowing water.
The five imprints on the silent ghost were injected with silver and white text, and began to emit a warm white light.
These white lights spread rapidly from the five sources, merging on the surface of the ghost general's body, forming vertical and horizontal lines.
If you look closely at these silver-white lines, you will see that they are all made up of extremely tiny fonts. On the whole, these lines are like a big bundle of flowers, completely binding the silent ghost.
The brilliance of the silver thread gradually converged until it was gone.
After more than a dozen breaths, the silver thread itself disappeared.
In the end, the silent ghost also restrained the five words of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith that were branded on his body. Observed with the naked eye, there is no difference from before.
"Okay, it's a success, it's good." Wen Nejab clapped his hands and praised him immediately, "Brother Zheng's insights in "Zhao'an and Tonggang" are much deeper than mine. If I use it, it will never be as effective as you, brother."
Ning Zhuo was slightly surprised: "Mr. Zheng is a senior Wen in the late stage of foundation building, but he is a golden elixir cultivator, will it be the same?"
Wen Nephrite nodded: "Naturally. Throughout history, I am a rising star, and the reason why I can catch up and occupy a wall of the country is because the method of practice is mixed with cultivation and various arts."
"For example, the four traditional arts of scholars, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the six arts of gentlemen, etiquette, music, archery, charioteer, calligraphy, and numbers. These can cross borders and leverage more power."
"It is precisely because of the combination of these cultivation skills that Confucian cultivation does not simply judge the level of cultivation. Sometimes, some Confucian scholars have a deep knowledge of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and various works, and can do things that highly cultivated Confucian scholars cannot do."
Ning Zhuo thought of himself, using the art of war on the battlefield, and directly realized the experience of soaring combat power.
The silent ghost woke up slowly, still looking indifferent.
The old Confucian ink pool directly liberated his shackles and allowed him to regain his freedom.
This move was quite bold, but Wen Nephrite did not stop it in the slightest.
The silent ghost general stared at the three of them, and then his body shone silver and white. He half-knelt on the ground and bowed to the three of them, expressing his attitude of surrender with the most direct actions.
When Sun Lingtong saw this scene, he couldn't help but exclaim: "What kind of "Zhao'an and Tonggang" is too easy to use, right? It's almost like Xiaozhuo's life-hanging magical powers."
"But it is too difficult to control the magical powers. But "Zhao'an and Tonggang" is just a Confucian spell, and this old man can learn it!"
Ning Zhuo had a different opinion and secretly communicated: "There is still a difference."
"Regardless of whether the enemy wants to or not, as long as I plant it, I can forcibly control its body and movements, and it can be achieved in an instant."
"But "Recruitment and Gang" requires a lot of preliminary arrangement. When practicing this method, I am afraid there are other difficulties. Otherwise, Wen Nephrite, a dignified true inheritance golden pill, would not abdicate and give way to the virtuous, and let Zheng Shoumo, the foundation of the foundation, act."
"I do have a lot of interest in Confucianism, and I really hope to have time in the future to enhance my understanding."
Sun Lingtong smiled: "Xiao Zhuo, which genre and skill are you not interested in?"
Ning Zhuo was stunned for a moment: "There is always no harm in learning more."
The two of them saw Confucianism this time, enhanced their horizons, and found that it was different from what they imagined.
The Silent Ghost General was recruited, but the other four generals could not support the soldering iron and could only be burned one more word at intervals for a period of time, so even though the Peanut Ghost General had expressed his surrender, he was still imprisoned.
Wen Nephora and the others asked the silent ghost general, but they did not get any clues.
In this regard, the old Confucian Mochi analyzed: "If you can be sent to the inner city to risk your life to fight, Lord Wangchuan will not inform you of important information."
"But in this regard, the Jindan ghost generals who were dispatched here are also not taken seriously."
"Because of this, there will be more possibilities for surrender."
For the silent ghost general, Ning Zhuo felt a secret pity in his heart.
He also hoped to burn him and extract his gifted spirituality.
However, since he himself had surrendered, it was naturally more valuable to the White Paper Immortal City now.
"At the moment, the ghost tide continues to attack the city, and there will be a big war."
"Let the silent ghost continue to contribute, and if I die on the battlefield in the future, I can also take over, not in a hurry."
Without clues, Ning Zhuo decisively suspended the investigation and stayed in Zangyang Beppu to practice all day.
He had the four treasures of soul cultivation in his hand and used them one after another, causing his soul foundation to skyrocket again and again.
From ten thousand souls to one hundred thousand souls, and from one hundred thousand souls to one hundred thousand souls, the speed did not slow down at all.
On the other hand, Ning Zhuo is also maintaining the practice of the three sects of the upper method, but unfortunately, the progress is still not fast in terms of "Demon Stained Blood Tendon Gong".
Ning Zhuo's understanding is supported by precocious wisdom and talent, but in fact, in terms of the understanding of "Demon Stained Blood Tendon Gong", it has surpassed ordinary people a lot.
But everything is afraid of comparison.
From his point of view, the progress of the comprehension of the Demon Stained Blood Tendon Gong was really too slow! It is not comparable to physical cultivation at all, and physical cultivation cannot catch up with the cultivation of the soul.
"Jiao Ma, Jiao Ma, your family is coming to visit you." When Ning Zhuo's soul base reached the souls of 300,000 people, he received a report from the paper man puppet.
The person who came was the head of the Jiao family, and when he saw Ning Zhuo, he scolded him for a while: "Ma'er, why did you not enter the Aphrodisiac Hospital, and you are still in Zangyang Beppu?"
"Say!"
"Are you still thinking about Qing Yan's daughter?"