Chapter 19
Unlocking the Heavenly Script, Poems Shake Chang'an, Raise a Toast, Don't Stop the Cup

【Ding!】

【Spirit Summoning and Command current unlock level has surpassed 60%, automatically unlocking the next Eight Extraordinary Techniques!】

【Heaven-Reaching Scripture unlocked, current unlock level: 0%!】

Heaven-Reaching Scripture, connecting heaven and earth, drawing talismans in the void, using countless talismans to suppress the four cardinal directions and eight corners, shaking the world, the ultimate in talisman abilities.

It involves the Five Elements, Bagua, Nine Palaces, and Twelve Paths, and can draw 3,000 Daoist talismans, 800 Buddhist mantras, and tens of thousands of demonic seals.

Within the celestial cycle, all things and beings can be imprinted and suppressed with talismans.

In fact, each of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, when cultivated to the extreme, developed to the pinnacle, is no different from a celestial being or a god.

Take Spirit Summoning and Command, for example. Once completely mastered and developed to its zenith, even if one were to proclaim oneself the Great Emperor of Northern Yin and Underworld, controlling the eighteen levels of Hell, there would be no fault in it.

The same applies to the Heaven-Reaching Scripture. Master the Dao of Talismans, and one can proclaim oneself as the Three Mountains Dao Ancestor or the Talisman Heavenly Venerable, and it wouldn't be out of place.

However, the current unlock level is too low, and further practice is needed.

The Heaven-Reaching Scripture and Spirit Summoning and Command have different unlocking methods.

Unlocking Spirit Summoning and Command requires summoning spirits, consuming souls, and commanding ghost generals as servants. The more, the better, to continuously increase the unlock level.

The unlocking method for the Heaven-Reaching Scripture is more like increasing proficiency, requiring constant drawing of different types of talismans, from tangible spells and incantations to intangible void drawing, to ultimately control the world with talismans.

"My first stop after leaving Chang'an is Gan Tang Station. If so, I'll start practicing the Beast Control Talisman."

"But before that, I need to attend the feast and form the Tang Ghost Squad to travel south together."

Nan Zhou is located within the Shan Nan Xi Dao region. Traveling south together, we will be in the same carriage, and the journey will surely not be boring.

Just then, as the carriage traveled halfway, it was blocked by a sea of people.

Lifting the curtain, I saw countless literary figures, scholars, and students, crowding the Zhuque Avenue, blocking the road in front and behind.

It could be said that eighty percent of Chang'an's literati were present.

What's going on?

Wei Ming Gang was filled with doubts.

Seeing this, the numerous scholars all bowed towards him: "We literati pay our respects to Master Wei!"

On the carriage behind, Pei Xi Jun leaned out and asked the driver, Xue Huan: "What's going on?"

Xue Huan pointed his lips, smiling and replying: "Miss, we've been stopped. It's the countless scholars of Chang'an blocking Master's carriage, and they even respectfully bowed with great courtesy."

"I guess Master must have produced another groundbreaking piece of poetry or writing!"

Xue Huan looked proud. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was the one receiving the respect of countless scholars.

On the front carriage, Wei Ming raised his hand to return the bow: "Thank you all for your love. But I'm not sure what I did to deserve such a grand display from everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, scholars immediately responded.

"Journey Beyond the Yanmen Pass!"

"A Difficult Journey!"

"Ode to the Lotus!"

"The Immortal Lotus Painting of Tranquility!"

"Thin Gold Script!"

"Master Wei's talent is unparalleled in the world. We literati, upon hearing these exquisite poems and words, are overjoyed. We came here spontaneously to pay our respects. Master Wei, please don't be offended!"

"Yes, Master Wei, I thought your 'Inscription on the Examination Hall' and 'Clear and Peaceful Melody' were your peak works, but now, this 'Ode to the Lotus' surpasses all in the Great Tang. We admire you immensely."

"Please, Master Wei, leave a masterpiece for us. I will pay homage three times a day, morning, noon, and night!"

"Me too, me too!"

"Count me in, I'm willing to offer 100,000 gold for Master to compose a poem for me!"

"I'll offer 200,000 gold!"

"What a disgrace, an absolute disgrace! I'll offer 300,000 gold, hoping Master Wei will paint a legendary masterpiece for me."

"Censor Wei, I am Xie from Wu, my daughter is unmarried..."

"My family, the Liu of Hedong, also has an unmarried daughter..."

Wei Ming: "..."

What in the world is this all about!

Xue Huan's eyes and face were filled with envy: "Master is truly amazing. A poem can fetch 200,000 gold, a painting worth 300,000 gold. My heavens, even if you paint one a day... We're rich, we're rich..."

Pei Xi Jun tapped Xue Huan's head: "Just drive your carriage."

Xue Huan yelped, saying sincerely: "Miss, your vision is excellent, all those prominent families are vying to marry their daughters off to you?"

Pei Xi Jun snorted coldly: "If you don't drive, I won't take you to the feast."

Saying so, she lowered the curtain, her little face flushed red with joy and sweetness, Wei Lang is so amazing... No, it's because I have good taste, hehehe!

After much entanglement, Wei Ming finally escaped the enthusiastic scholars of Chang'an and arrived at the Drunk Immortal Tower. Today, he had booked the entire establishment.

However, his clothes from when he went out, except for his undergarments, were stripped off by the enthusiastic scholars outside and even torn apart, saying they would take them back as treasures, guaranteeing success in the civil service examinations next year.

Some young ladies and girls also snatched pieces of cloth, saying they would put them under their pillows for good luck, so that when they gave birth, their children would be as talented as Censor Wei.

Fei Ji Shi joked: "Oh, everyone, look who's here. It's none other than Wei, the great literary talent who has shaken Chang'an with his poetry and writing! Why are you so disheveled?"

Wei Ming said gloomily: "I intended to set my heart on the moon, but alas, the moon shines on the ditch. I specifically prepared a jar of ten-year-old Chang'an Drunk for you, old Fei. This wine, no exaggeration, even the Emperor, the East Palace, and the princesses haven't had a taste of it."

"Never mind, those who mock me are not worthy guests, they cannot drink!"

However, the entire Drunk Immortal Tower fell silent, even the boisterous old Fei widened his eyes.

Wei Ming was confused: "What's wrong? Are you all dumbstruck? Why are you all looking at me so strangely?"

"Although I was stripped of my outer clothes, I'm not naked, am I?"

Su Wu Ming gasped, followed by everyone else, one after another, gasping in surprise.

Lu Ling Feng clasped his hands and bowed: "Brother Wei, you truly are the number one literary talent of the Great Tang, Lu Ling Feng is convinced and deeply admires you."

"Just casually reciting words is enough to create timeless masterpieces. Junior brother, oh junior brother, how high is your talent, senior brother is envious to death!"

Wei Ming finally realized that he had subtly shown off again.

Damn it, I need to be more careful next time. I can't just keep plagiarizing. Showing off once or twice is enough. Too much, and it'll be boring.

"Lao Li, bring the wine, the ten-year-old Chang'an Drunk."

Wei Ming shouted to the counter, then said to everyone: "Go ahead and eat and drink. I'll go upstairs to change my clothes."

At this time, Li the manager, along with a group of servants and maids, brought up the wine and food, and arranged for dancing courtesans to perform.

Fei Ji Shi, a glutton for wine, had long heard of the ten-year-old Chang'an Drunk, but he had never had the chance to taste it. He didn't expect to be lucky enough to drink it today.

Fei Ji Shi exclaimed: "I never thought, in my old age, I would be able to drink the ten-year-old Chang'an Drunk, which costs ten taels of gold for one tael of wine. Even if I die right after, it's worth it!"

"What?! Ten taels of gold for one tael of wine?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned, especially the constables from Chang'an County, who were so shocked that their jaws nearly dropped.

Suddenly, Fei Ji Shi raised an eyebrow and said in surprise: "That's not right. If I were to say that Wei Ming could afford to book your Drunk Immortal Tower, I'd believe it. But to say that you could produce the ten-year-old Chang'an Drunk, that's a bit much, isn't it?"

"I heard that even the current Emperor hasn't had the pleasure of tasting this wine."

The Drunk Immortal Tower, the top restaurant in the Great Tang, with branches throughout the ten regions and 360 prefectures of the Great Tang.

Chang'an Drunk is the signature of the Drunk Immortal Tower. The wine is clear as water, but fragrant, mellow, and fiery. No other wine on the market can match the potency of Chang'an Drunk.

Ordinary fine wine, even women can drink a pound or two, but Chang'an Drunk, heh, even a strong, ox-like man, after two pounds, wouldn't be able to walk straight, let alone stand.

Chang'an Drunk is divided into ten levels, classified by age, the highest level being the ten-year-old brew.

One tael of the ten-year-old brew is worth ten taels of gold. Those who have had the pleasure say it's excellent.

Li the manager smiled mysteriously: "This old gentleman is right, ordinary people indeed cannot taste the ten-year-old brew, even princes and ministers, when they come, can only enjoy the five-year-old and seven-year-old brews."

"And the reason you're able to drink the ten-year-old brew is..."

Everyone's eyes focused on him: "Why?"

"Because our owner, his surname is Wei!"

Li the manager pointed to Wei Ming changing clothes upstairs.

"And, I wouldn't lie to you, the person who brews Chang'an Drunk is none other than our owner himself."

"And that year, he was only eight years old!"

The entire tavern was about to explode. By the time Wei Ming changed his clothes and came downstairs, everyone was holding their wine cups, eagerly taking turns.

Cup after cup, Wei Ming was completely drunk.

Later on, he didn't know what happened. It was the first time in eighteen years of being in the Tang Ghost world that he blacked out from drinking.

Were everyone too enthusiastic today?

No matter, everyone was laughing and having a good time, a heartwarming atmosphere of harmony and joy. It's fine to be drunk!

When he woke up the next day, he found that Pei Xi Jun had taken care of him all night.

The first thing Pei Xi Jun said after he opened his eyes was a playful tease: "Master Wei, 'A Toast to Wine,' 'Let the cups never cease!'"