Chapter 162: Tiangang Discusses the Secrets of the Zhou Emperor

More and more people gathered near the tea stall, and a large number of latecomers came to ask the reason.

The spectators who witnessed the whole process were spitting with joy as they described in vivid detail the sword skills that were rarely seen in a lifetime.

Some sword-obsessed martial artists arrived a step too late and were filled with regret. They had no chance to see the magnificent and dangerous sword technique, so they could only inquire about the origins of the sword master.

Most people have already determined that he is the Grand Commander of Jianghuai.

However, there are still a few people who say that they are first-class Emei sword immortals. They went down the mountain to eliminate evil and kill bandits, and killed the three leaders of the Black Wind Village. They are swordsmen.

Passersby heard about it and spread the story, and the story of the Emei swordsman from Meishan County became widespread.

Later, a local storyteller named Liu Ziji in Hongduji heard about this incident and felt proud. He went all the way to seek advice from people. After listening to multiple versions, he sorted and collected the information and finally wrote a book called "The Legend of Emei Swordsman".

That is the story of Zhou Juxia of Mount Emei

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"Hongduji is rich in bamboo, so there is also Pitong wine here, but it is not as famous as the wine from Pixian. Some Pitong wines in Longxinghe come from this area, but in order to increase the price and make a profit, they don't use the place name."

After hearing what she said, Zhou Yi thought it was just a routine operation.

"You actually want to ask how to measure the cup of Pitong wine."

Shi Qingxuan did not respond immediately, but walked towards the shop in the town with a wine flag.

I ordered a pot of wine and asked for directions.

Although she grew up in Bashu, she lived in seclusion in a small valley for many years and was not as familiar with the place after leaving Chengdu.

I had been following the path pointed out by the woodcutter, but later I was actually lost.

Only by finding the right direction and relying on superb martial arts skills can one go down the mountain.

Now we are close to where Yuan Tiangang is. Even though we know the direction, it would be safer to ask.

The wine shop clerk placed the ladle on the edge of the wine jar, walked out and pointed west:

"Follow the main road out of town, then go upstream to the river. When you see a large bamboo forest, you will reach Minxi Village."

"Thank you very much."

Shi Qingxuan left the shop and Zhou Yi took the wine gourd she handed over.

The cork is tightly inserted, but it cannot hide the taste of wine.

"This is also Pitong wine, but it's inferior to what you tasted at Qingzhu Cottage."

Zhou Yi shook the gourd, and it was so full that there was no sound.

At this time, he looked back.

Several people from Duzun Castle kept a distance and followed behind.

According to Hou Xibai, the old steward of Duzun Castle should take Ning Sanren's letter to Yuan Tiangang.

This must have happened many days ago.

At this time they were still staying in Meishan County and were besieged by the Tuyuhun and other bandits. It was really strange.

Zhou Yi didn't figure it out, so he didn't take the initiative to pay attention to them.

If the old housekeeper named Zheng obeys Jie Hui's orders, it would be a waste of time to say more to him.

Following the directions given by the liquor store clerk, the two men followed a tributary of the Minjiang River and found themselves at the vast bamboo forest. Behind the forest lay scattered villages, and the occasional crowing of chickens and barking of dogs could be heard.

Zhou Yi did not enter the village. Instead, he walked to the river, picked up two water bamboos that were half the size of a bowl, pulled them up by the roots, and stirred them in the water to shake off the sand and mud on top.

Cut off the cleaned bamboo roots and carve out a natural depression with a sword.

He wielded his sword as fast as the wind, carving out the outline in his mind.

In a moment, the two pieces of bamboo roots shrank from big to small, and the randomly spread roots were cleaned up.

Zhou Yi stretched out his hand, and a pair of bamboo root cups made of water bamboo roots appeared in his palm.

He opened the cork, tapped it gently with his hand, and used his true energy to force the wine into the cup. The wine foam and aroma were secondary. His frosty air condensed in the wine, and wisps of ice mist floated on the edge of the bamboo cup, which was very artistic and beautiful.

Shi Qingxuan took the cup, his eyes reflecting the wine and smoke:

"No wonder the Yellow River Gang's wine experts can't compete with you in a cup contest. This kind of wine makes people reluctant to drink it."

Zhou Yi explained seriously:

"The bamboo roots, with their inherent bitterness and coolness, perfectly dissolve the murky aroma of 'new bamboo shoots wrapped in spring mud' in Pitong wine. Look into the cup, and you'll see amber traces of wine accumulating at the bottom of the bamboo cup. Each swirl of the wine reveals a faint, hazy presence, like the elusive swordsman's sword intent."

"Thus, if you drink Pi Tong from this cup, you will be able to enjoy the fragrance before the wine even enters your throat. Once you swallow it, you will feel more heroic."

He spoke in a very exaggerated way, but after Shi Qingxuan drank the wine and tasted it, what impressed her most was the coolness.

The rest is not that magical.

She smiled knowingly, her eyes gleaming with wisdom, but her tone was filled with a hint of ridicule that exposed the truth:

"The Grand Commander's strength lies in the fact that even though it tastes ordinary, thanks to your suggestion, it seems to have a different flavor. Well, this is what you call interest, right?"

Zhou Yi smiled. This was purely a fabrication of his. It couldn't change the taste of the wine.

However, he was very calm even after being exposed.

"Life is full of joy. Without this, Miss Shi would have no desire to live in seclusion in her little house in the deep forest."

Shi Qingxuan was about to reply when the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from Minxi Village.

Then came the scolding voice of a woman.

Did you run into a thief again?

As I was thinking this, a thin man in black clothes, riding a fast horse, carrying a fish basket and a fishing rod on his back, appeared in front of me.

The woman behind was chasing after him, speaking in a Sichuan accent:

"He Qiang, get back here!"

The man didn't even turn his head, but urged his horse faster and rushed past the two men.

He is actually a fisherman who never stays home.

Zhou Yi gestured towards the couple and said to Shi Qingxuan, "This is also the fun of life."

"The Grand Commander chased the Sui Deer and fought for supremacy. Do you share the same interests as those emperors?"

The girl's eyelashes fluttered slightly, like butterfly wings skimming across the surface of a lake of thought, creating tiny ripples. Her gaze fixed on Zhou Yi's face, intensely focused.

"Yes, when awake, I hold the power of the world; when drunk, I lie on the lap of a beauty."

Zhou Yi said seriously, "Isn't this good?"

"That's good, but you need to make some changes. Emperors are all solitary men. No matter how close they appear to be, they always create a sense of distance. If you're like this now, others will be more convinced if you say you're the swordsman of Mount Emei."

Zhou Yi shook his head: "I am different from them, because I don't need to be suspicious."

Shi Qingxuan saw that the serious expression on his face disappeared.

"To be honest, I'm not obsessed with power, but I'm more afraid of trouble. It's just that there are things I can't stand, and my thoughts are not clear, so I went after Sui Lu. If the world were as peaceful as Bashu, I would have been hiding in a Taoist temple practicing martial arts long ago."

Shi Qingxuan didn't expect him to have such thoughts, but it didn't seem like he was lying.

"If the Grand Commander really thinks this way, then he is the true Heavenly Master."

Zhou Yi didn't answer, so she curiously asked, "Are you really afraid of trouble?"

"Of course, but it's also a matter of some trouble."

"How do we divide it?"

"For example, Bashu is in such a state of trouble right now, which is annoying. But now that I've met Miss Shi and have the opportunity to visit Mount Emei together and get to guide her, the troubles in Bashu seem like nothing."

Shi Qingxuan curved her eyebrows and smiled lightly:

"When it comes to deceiving people, the ancient emperors are far behind the Grand Commander. Well, flattery is no match for them."

Although she said this, she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips, and gradually there was a hint of sweetness that was not there before.

Maybe the wine shop owner secretly added malt sugar to the wine.

The two of them walked and talked, occasionally drinking.

The bamboo forest in front of the village seems to have a romantic and artistic atmosphere.

As a result, the five people from Duzunbao who were following behind him didn't dare to go up and disturb them.

When he reached the village entrance, he drank a whole gourd of wine.

Zheng Zong touched the wound on his arm. Seeing that they were asking for directions, the old housekeeper finally couldn't help but walked up quickly.

"Grand Commander."

Zheng Zong greeted him respectfully, and the other four men followed suit.

Zhou Yi didn't have a good impression of Jie Hui, but he didn't take his anger out on the people below.

"You have been following me, but what advice do you have for me, Lord Jie?"

"I dare not."

Zheng Zong hurriedly explained, "My fortress has been waiting for the Grand Commander's arrival, and no one in Duzun Fortress has any ill will towards the Grand Commander."

"That's not necessarily true."

Zhou Yi didn't beat around the bush: "Originally, I was planning to visit Duzun Castle, but your castle is already packed with distinguished guests from all over the world, many of whom are Jiang Huai's rivals. Do you want me to go to your castle and drink with them?"

"It seems that Lord Jie doesn't know me well enough and doesn't know how I treat my enemies."

He glanced at the five people, and no one, including Butler Zheng, dared to look at him.

These threatening words made the five people feel unfamiliar, because they had never met anyone in Bashu who dared to speak harshly to Duzun Fort.

But in more than a month, the two of them no longer took Duzun Castle seriously.

One is the owner of the coffin palace, and the other is the person in front of you.

They had just witnessed the terrifying swordsmanship in the tea stall, so when the other party spoke harshly, they did not dare to get angry, but only felt uneasy and chilled.

Zheng Zong is an old man close to Jie Hui and knows everything about Duzun Castle.

Therefore, his worries were no less than those of the four people around him.

Especially when he saw the extremely young face in front of him, his decision about the castle lord was greatly shaken.

So he lowered his head and said:

"The Grand Commander has misunderstood. Du Zun Fortress is merely a host to these visitors and has not formed any alliance or agreement with them."

Zhou Yi stopped him:

"We'll discuss this when the three Bashu clans meet."

Zheng Zong didn't dare to argue anymore and changed the subject: "I know where Taoist Yuan lives and can show the way to the Grand Commander."

"You lead the way."

Yuan Tiangang said he was in Minxi Village, but his residence was remote, so he had already walked to the path behind the village and down the mountain.

In the distance, I saw a house covered with thatch and surrounded by stone walls.

On the right side of the stone wall, there was a dirt road about five feet wide, leading all the way to the back mountain. Several woodcutters were carrying firewood down the mountain. When I passed by them, I couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Looking to the left, you will see a winding river as clear and transparent as a jade belt, with tall and twisted pines by the river, posing as a welcoming gesture.

There was a birdcage hanging on a pine branch, with a bird jumping back and forth.

There is a stone table below and four large stones used as benches.

There were two children sitting there playing with stones. Their hair was tied into two small buns on each side of their heads. They looked no more than a dozen years old and looked very innocent.

When Zhou Yi saw them, he couldn't help but think of Xia Shu and Yan Qiu, and missed them quite a bit.

Old housekeeper Zheng was familiar with the place and went to the pine tree to ask the boy:

"Kid, is Taoist Yuan at home?"

The taller child answered: "No."

The shorter child continued, "Master Yuan has gone to collect herbs."

He pointed toward the mountain behind him and said, "It's on this mountain. The herb grows deep in the clouds. You've been here many times. If you can't wait, you can go up the mountain and look for it."

Zheng Zong knew this and was not disappointed.

"Grand Commander, you won't be able to see Taoist Yuan today."

Zhou Yi finally understood that they were not staying here, but they didn't see anyone.

"Did you deliver the letter that Lord Jie asked you to deliver?"

Zheng Zong was slightly stunned and touched his chest: "It's still on me."

He saluted again and said:

"Grand Commander, please come back another day. Taoist Yuan's whereabouts are uncertain. He may be practicing in the mountains and we don't know when he will come down. Grand Commander, you saved our lives. Please allow us to prepare some wine and drinks in the market town outside as a token of your gratitude."

Zhou Yi didn't care: "Don't bother, I didn't kill those people to save you."

"For this kind of passing relationship, a bowl of tea is enough."

After saying that, without giving Zheng Zong a chance to speak, he walked over to the two children:

"Baby, did Fellow Daoist Yuan say when he would come down the mountain?"

The child who was picking up stones exclaimed when he heard this, and turned to look at Zhou Yi carefully.

Then, they looked at each other, as if they had confirmed something.

What made the people in Duzunbao feel uncomfortable was that the two children who had ignored them suddenly stood up from the stone bench.

He straightened his robes, bowed deeply as a disciple should, and said, "Heavenly Master."

"Are you Daoyou Yuan's disciples?"

Zhou Yi looked at them with interest.

The two children shook their heads in unison. "No, we once contracted a strange disease that could not be cured, and it was Master Yuan who saved us. Master Yuan has instructions every day, and we guard the door for him."

"Before he climbed the mountain, he told us that the Heavenly Master would come here and asked us to be careful."

The two children were talking to each other.

They also said that they recognized Zhou Yi from his words and appearance.

The young friend who calls himself "Daoyou" is easy to recognize because of his extraordinary handsomeness.

"I see. Then, Fellow Daoist Yuan, do you want me to wait here or go up the mountain to look for you?"

"Master, please wait a moment."

The tall child stood on the stone bench, took the birdcage off the pine branch, opened the lid, and released the gray tit inside.

Having seen the psychic harrier hawk in Mobei, it is not surprising to see this bird flying into the mountains.

The old steward of Duzun Castle felt even more disappointed when he saw this.

Taoist masters like these have always been free and unrestrained, and they are not embarrassed when they can't see anyone.

But he didn't expect that his Duzun Castle didn't have enough face.

People had already made arrangements and left psychic birds to lead the way.

Yuan Tiangang was proficient in Yi Suan, had an extremely accurate understanding of physiognomy, and was also well versed in astronomy and calendar. He could identify stars and observe strange phenomena.

Once the tortoise shell is thrown out, it is combined with the teachings of Taoism and can often foresee signs that are difficult for ordinary people to see.

The people in Duzun Castle knew his magical powers and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Yuan Tiangang's attitude towards the Grand Commander was completely different. What did this indicate?

Zheng Zong thought that the lord of his castle seemed to have received some omens from the holy land of martial arts.

It can be seen that the omens of Buddhism and Taoism are quite different.

Skylarks are psychic, but they take time to come and go.

But what was surprising was that not long after the bird flew away, a Taoist priest in a green robe came down the mountain.

The two children hurried forward to meet him.

Everyone looked closely and saw that the Taoist priest looked to be about fifty years old, but his long hair was silver-white, loosely tied into a bun with a jujube wood hairpin, with a few strands of hair hanging in front of his forehead.

As soon as he saw Zhou Yi, he couldn't help but smile.

The smile lines at the corners of his eyes reflected the vicissitudes of life, but his eyes were like a mountain spring, clear and bright.

Such a pair of eyes seems to be able to see the clear and turbid things in the world.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan."

Zhou Yi smiled and said hello, and Yuan Laodao also bowed and said with a smile: "Tianshi."

Seeing that he didn't seem like a rigid person, Zhou Yi joked:

"Fellow Daoist Song Yinzi often speaks of the wonders of Daoist Yuan. Today, I finally saw it. Even the skylarks you raise are so magical, coming and going as fast as lightning."

"Ha ha."

Yuan Tiangang laughed twice: "It's not that the lark is fast, but that the old Taoist's calculation is accurate."

"Today, I was meditating in the mountains when I suddenly felt the pure air of Mount Emei rising steadily, while the foul air retreated into the ground. I felt strange and asked for divination."

"I got the divination 'A flying dragon in the sky, auspicious to see a great man'. I knew that a great man was coming, so I left the mountain early."

"How is the old Taoist's Zhouyi treatment? Is it worthy of the Heavenly Master's approval?"

Zhou Yi waved his hand: "I dare not show off my skills in front of an expert."

Taoist Yuan stroked his long beard and asked sternly, "The Great Sui Dynasty was once a powerful nation, with many capable generals and ministers, and its counties and prefectures were well stocked with grain. Yet, in the blink of an eye, the Nine Provinces were in turmoil, and the four seas were in turmoil. What do you think, Heavenly Master?"

Zhou Yi didn't mention Yang Guang, but simply said calmly, "The vast universe knows no end. The sun and the moon cycle, over and over again."

Yuan Tiangang nodded repeatedly, these words touched his heart.

At this time, he turned his head and looked at the people from Duzun Fort with a friendly look on his face: "But how many people did Lord Jie send here?"

"Exactly."

Zheng Zong took out the letter and said, "This letter was written by Mr. Ning. Please take a look, Master Yuan."

Yuan Tiangang received the letter and opened it in person.

After reading it, he handed it to Zhou Yi.

Butler Zheng was stunned for a moment. It seemed like these two people were meeting for the first time, yet they seemed to have a very good relationship.

Zhou Yi took it and took a look. It was his first time to come into contact with Ning Sanren.

There was nothing special about Ning Sanren's letter. It only mentioned three things.

The first is that we hadn’t seen each other for a long time, and when we talked about old times, our words were very sincere.

Furthermore, I hope that the people will be safe and that Bashu can avoid war.

Although he was not on the same page as Ning Sanren, Zhou Yi believed that what he said was not hypocrisy. This Taoist master had superb martial arts skills, but he had never killed anyone in his life.

The third is to persuade Yuan Tiangang to go to Duzun Castle once.

Zhou Yi thought about it carefully. Ning Sanren was not asking Yuan Tiangang to take sides, nor did he express his support for anyone in the letter. He just wanted Yuan Tiangang to meet with Jie Hui.

Ning Sanren had no control over whether Jie Hui could convince Yuan Tiangang.

However, this letter is still very useful.

Yuan Tiangang would most likely give him some face.

"I heard that the three major forces in Bashu are going to hold a new council meeting. This matter concerns the fate of Bashu. I will visit Duzun Castle on the day of the council meeting. Please pass on the message."

The old Taoist was calm and composed. Zheng Zong sighed in his heart and thought to himself that it was just as he expected.

Zhou Yi smiled. Old Yuan was really great at choosing the right time.

On the day of the Bashu Council, things were very turbulent and there was no time for private chat.

In this way, he did not have any contact with Jie Hui, but he still gave face to Ning Sanren according to his letter.

Master Yuan is Master Yuan.

"yes."

Zheng Zong had no choice but to respond with a fist salute.

Yuan Tiangang continued, "Just now I heard from two children that you have been waiting for many days. I feel bad for you, so I made a fortune and sent it to the fort master. Please help me take it back."

After that, he used the Book of Changes to tell divination and got the Qian hexagram by throwing the tortoise shell.

Butler Zheng couldn't understand, and when he saw him finish divination, he hurriedly asked, "Master Yuan, what do you mean?"

Yuan Tiangang said: "A gentleman works hard all day and is vigilant at night, and he will be blameless."

The result of this line being "no blame" is not inevitable; it depends entirely on choice. If you are not careful enough and make the wrong choice, you will suffer disastrous consequences.

The old Taoist stroked his beard and warned: "Master Jie, think twice before doing anything."

He not only gave divination, but also drove away guests.

How could Zheng Zong not understand? He said goodbye and left with the four men.

After walking a hundred steps, I couldn't help but stop and look back.

The Grand Commander and Yuan Tiangang were already chatting and laughing.

At this moment, the old butler was a little overwhelmed, and his mood was completely different from when he left Chengdu.

So he asked several capable brothers around him:

"Let's not talk about the Liang and Xi Qin families in the fort. If you were asked to choose between the Li family and the Jianghuai family, who would you choose?"

The four of them were silent for a moment, realizing that it was inappropriate to discuss things in private.

But Butler Zheng is the castle lord's confidant, and since he asked this, there is nothing to be shy about.

"Mr. Zheng, if you had asked before, you would have hesitated. Now the choice is naturally the Grand Commander of Jianghuai."

"Why?"

The least injured man showed a look of fear: "The three leaders of the Black Wind Village couldn't block a single sword, so we can't do that either. Elder Zheng should persuade the fort master. Even if no one supports him, he shouldn't stand against the Jianghuai Army."

"yes!"

The other three echoed in unison.

Zheng Zong patted his head. Yuan Tiangang's attitude made him even more worried.

There is also a dispute over the Taoist orthodoxy. Yuan Tiangang has abandoned Ning Sanren and chosen the future number one person in Taoism.

This person's temperament is completely different from Ning Sanren's.

"I can only explain the situation in Meishan County to the fortress lord in detail, but I cannot change the fortress lord's will."

Someone suggested: "Mr. Zheng can tell the young master and his wife about this matter. They can persuade the master."

"That's right."

Zheng Zong glanced at the four of them and thought to himself, you guys don’t understand the inside story at all.

However, considering that the young master also had some objections, this is indeed a solution.

"Let's go back to Chengdu quickly."

Several people returned along the same route and never looked back.

Zhou Yi and Yuan Tiangang had a very pleasant conversation. They first talked about Song Yinzi, a friend who could be said to be the bond between the two.

As soon as Master Song was mentioned, the unfamiliarity between them quickly disappeared.

When Zhou Yi asked about the hexagram just now, he had a vague feeling that Yuan Tiangang deliberately left a message for Butler Zheng.

But from what he said, the hexagram was just made casually.

"If I had gone to Duzun Castle earlier, Jie Hui would have told me about my fate, because Fellow Daoist Ning mentioned it before."

Taoist Yuan looked at him and asked, "Does the Heavenly Master believe in destiny?"

Zhou Yi took the tea the boy offered him and said, "I should say that the blue sky is dead and the yellow sky should be established. But when it comes to human destiny, I prefer to mention Chen Sheng and Wu Guang. As the saying goes, kings, princes, generals, and ministers are all born with different species."

"A person's destiny should not be determined by heaven, but should be determined by himself."

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he looked at the old Taoist in deep thought with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, you are good at face reading. Please take a look at my face."

Yuan Tiangang's brows tightened, and he fixed his eyes on Zhou Yi's face: "I think you are destined to have a romantic relationship."

"Hahaha, fellow Daoist, just compliment me on my good looks."

Zhou Yi laughed shamelessly.

Shi Qingxuan, who was listening attentively at the side, couldn't help laughing. How could the two Taoist masters talk about "peach blossoms"?

"The Heavenly Master's state of mind is beyond the realm of physiognomy. The so-called Great Derivations are fifty, the Heavenly Derivations are forty-nine, and the missing one cannot be divined no matter what."

Yuan Tiangang didn't look at him, but turned to look at the girl next to him.

"This girl has changed her appearance, and her features are unrecognizable."

After saying this, he stroked his beard and sighed, "I consider myself to have some ability in face reading, but today I have suffered a series of setbacks."

Then, he talked with Zhou Yi in detail about how to read faces.

As we chatted, we started talking about the "Book of Changes".

Yuan Tiangang brought up a classic, and Zhou Yi immediately responded with a classic. The two of them talked more and more profoundly, got into the state, and unknowingly extended it to swordsmanship.

This Taoist Yuan carried a long sword on his back. Although he was not obsessed with martial arts, he was very talented and had developed a wonderful sword technique.

He originally used the Book of Changes to talk about martial arts, and Zhou Yi introduced the concept of "the escaping one".

Through the clash of each other's martial arts experiences, they regarded "unpredictable variables" and "a glimmer of hope in desperate situations" as the core soul of swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship being studied now no longer pursues the power of fixed moves.

Rather, it is to accurately capture and utilize the only "escaped one" in the seemingly invulnerable situation, that is, the opponent's offensive, the environmental restrictions, and even one's own limitations.

That is, flaws, vitality, and winning points.

Zhou Yi was very excited and proposed "invisible and formless, existing in one heart".

Yuan Tiangang extended the idea of ​​"starting later but arriving first and taking action when the opportunity arises".

Zhou Yi followed his line of thought and proposed that "change is endless, and only change can adapt to the situation."

Yuan Tiangang picked up a fallen leaf. It was just a tiny factor in the environment, but it revealed the mechanism of "survival in desperate situations and a ray of hope" in swordsmanship.

Shi Qingxuan, who had been listening, finally got to see what it meant when a Taoist master discussed Taoism.

After the two of them got into the mood, they completely forgot the passage of time.

Even until the sun went down, they seemed to have endless topics to discuss.

Unfortunately, she just listened for fun and had no interest in learning martial arts.

Little did she know, this was an opportunity that no swordsman in the world could ever hope to obtain. If those swordsmen knew her fate and her character, they would probably die of jealousy, regret, and hatred.

After the discussion, Zhou Yi paced around the courtyard and proposed a concept.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, according to the sword technique we just discussed, once one reaches a very high spiritual realm, the swordsman's mind will be clear, almost 'selfless'. Perhaps one will be able to more clearly 'sense' the subtle 'opportunities' and 'changes' in the operation of all things in heaven and earth, just like a diviner communicating with heaven and earth."

Yuan Tiangang showed a look of surprise, and looked at Zhou Yi with deep admiration: "This will be the most perfect sword technique."

"Yes." Zhou Yi nodded, "This is the unity of mind and sword, sensing the heaven and earth."

When the two talked about this, they each had their own thoughts.

Shi Qingxuan suggested eating, and Zhou Yi readily agreed.

After dinner, they talked by candlelight until late at night.

However, they did not talk about martial arts anymore. Zhou Yi turned the topic to the Evil Emperor Temple and the Evil Emperor's relics.

Yuan Tiangang asked, "Do you know where the evil emperor's relics came from?"

Zhou Yidao:

"It is said that the first Evil Emperor, Xie Bo, accidentally discovered these burial objects in an ancient tomb dating back to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period while searching for a set of silk books on medicine. This tomb is located within the territory of the ancient Qi State. It is magnificent and the burial objects are extremely luxurious."

"When Xie Bo discovered the Evil Emperor's relic, it was placed under the tomb owner's head, under his pillow. It was covered in bloodstains and had a crystalline, mottled appearance. Because of its translucent, crystalline nature, it was classified as citrine."

Yuan Tiangang nodded, but then asked, "Then, before the First Evil Emperor Xie Bo discovered the relics, where did the tomb owner get the relics?"

Zhou Yi fell into deep thought.

He didn't dare to say that there was only one relic. How could the fake relic attract Zhou Laotan and the other three to snatch it?

Maybe the crystal is real, but...

However, there was no vital energy injected into it by the evil emperors of all generations, so it seemed fake.

Zhou Yi was pondering, and Shi Qingxuan was quite interested. She speculated: "The relics came from the ancient Qi State, which was a vassal state granted by the Zhou Emperor. So, could the relics have come from the Zhou Emperor?"

"The Zhou emperor was a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, and Guangchengzi was the Yellow Emperor's teacher, so he had a better chance of coming into contact with the relic yellow crystal."

Yuan Tiangang smiled and said, "My Daoist senior also thinks the same as you. Moreover, he has also received some confirmation."

Zhou Yi doesn't need to ask.

Yuan Tiangang returned to the house, and soon he took out a yellow crystal ball.

It’s not very big, just enough to fit in the palm of your hand, and it doesn’t look anything special.

"Xie Bo got the one from the ancient Qi Kingdom, and this one is from the ancient Shu Kingdom. However, it has no effect and does not contain any essence."

As soon as Zhou Yi saw the yellow crystal ball, he was attracted to it.

This thing is probably true.

Then the fake relic that Miss Shi deceived Mr. Zhou into giving them was this thing.

"Ancient Shu Kingdom."

Shi Qingxuan's eyes, which had been listening calmly, suddenly lit up: "Could it be that the Zhou Emperor divided the land and gave this yellow crystal ball to the princes as a token similar to the Heshi Bi. The Zhou Emperor inherited it from the Yellow Emperor, who inherited it through Guangchengzi, so..."

Zhou Yi continued, "Then the relic comes from the Temple of the God of War."

"It is said that the Temple of the God of War is deep underground, a space of its own. Guangchengzi comprehended the mysteries of the universe there. He returned to the surface to teach the Yellow Emperor the Secret of Immortality, and it is very likely that he also brought back the underground Citrine."

"This also explains why there are such magical things in the world."

Yuan Tiangang nodded continuously. These two were both smart people.

Zhou Yi asked in confusion, "Where did you get this relic, fellow Daoist?"

"It's deep underground in the Evil Emperor Temple."

Yuan Tiangang recalled: "The Evil Emperor Temple is a site of the ancient Shu Kingdom. A large tomb once appeared there, which is somewhat similar to the relic of the ancient Qi Kingdom. Later, many generations of Evil Emperors stayed here."

Zhou Yi was shocked when he heard him say that.

Suddenly I thought of Xiang Yutian.

Lao Xiang can break the void but still stays there. He has also been to the Evil Emperor Temple. What does he want to do?

Thinking about it this way, it seems like I have made a surprising discovery.

Zhou Yi immediately asked, "What else is there under the Evil Emperor Temple?"

Yuan Tiangang said: "There are many Mohist mechanisms."

Shi Qingxuan nodded slightly: "I got my Mohist mechanical classics down there."

The Shengji Sect's lineage originated from the Mohist School, which also corresponds to what the two said.

"What's wrong?" The girl didn't understand why his emotions were so volatile.

"No."

Zhou Yi casually responded, "Besides the ruins of the ancient Shu Kingdom, have you ever heard of similar relics anywhere else?"

"That's not clear."

Yuan Tiangang also shook his head helplessly: "However, there are some active tracks of the evil emperors of past generations."

"They have appeared in Chang'an many times, and"

"Liuma Plains."

Liuma Plains!!

Zhou Yi's whole body trembled, and he felt as if he had suddenly realized something.

Liuma Plain, isn't that where Jingyan Palace is located? Although the Temple of War God is underground, it can be moved.

It once appeared under Jingyan Palace.

In other words, Xiang Yutian is most likely looking for the Temple of War God!

For someone like him, the only things that could attract him were probably the forty-nine sculptures and the guardian dragon outside the Temple of War.

Lao Xiang does have aspirations.

Zhou Yi smiled, feeling relieved, as if he had figured things out.

But as an idea flashed in his mind, he sat up straight again.

Chang'an?

That is Haojing, where the Zhou emperor resided and the capital for three hundred years.

The relics of the evil emperor of the ancient Qi State are in Chang'an at this time.

Yang Gong's treasure house, and Lao Lu, the king of secrecy

Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, the lines at the corners of his eyes tightened due to thinking, and his eyes unconsciously revealed a sharp edge.

Seeing Zhou Yi staring at the relic, Yuan Tiangang smiled.

"This thing is useless in my hands. I can't inject vitality into it like the Xieji Sect does. So I'll give it to the Heavenly Master."

Zhou Yi sorted out his thoughts, didn't refuse, and took it.

The moment he took the yellow crystal ball, he was shocked!

at the same time,

Inside and outside Chengdu, the hearts of many old demons beat violently.

In the charity cemetery in the north of the city, a terrifying evil aura rose up.

"It appeared! The relic is in Bashu~!"

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(End of this chapter)