Chapter 401 Strong Wind



Chapter 401 Strong Wind

Zhong Yu listened to Jiang Shan's words, smiled and said, "I know your good intentions, but for someone like me, facing such a situation, being helpless is actually a kind of responsibility."

After hearing this, Jiang Shan said no more.

Zhongyu has his reasons for going to Nanchao. As a friend, a word of advice is enough.

As for jumping up and being drawn into his vortex with Zhong Yu - the relationship had not reached that point.

Wu Qian, he has nothing to say.

As an old and experienced man, he also knew that Zhongyu had set a big trap.

Zhong Yu sat down, his expression showing some vicissitudes. He said: "On this way, many people disappeared, many people died because of me, and many people died for me."

"Yuan Xin and his people, Shi Jue and his people. Kunwu Kingdom, Gu Kingdom. Many, many people."

“This is what I carry.”

"Of course, it is a great fortune to meet you." He looked at Jiang Shan and said, "I didn't expect that the meeting outside Zhang'e Mountain would bring us together later."

Jiang Shan laughed and shook his head, saying, "Yuan Xin saved my life, and he asked me to take you to Huangyu Village, so I had to agree. As for what happens next, it's a deal, fair and just, and I'm willing to do it."

Then he said, "Although we have only known each other for a short time, I can see that you are a good person. If nothing goes wrong with the Xiahou clan and you inherit the throne, perhaps the world will usher in a very good time."

Zhongyu laughed and said, "You never praise others, but you praise me here. It's rare."

Then he said, "In fact, I have never thought of being proud or great or having a great responsibility in the world because of being born into a royal family."

He said: "My favorite place is still the library in the palace. If possible, I hope to stay there for the rest of my life, even if it means being a library manager."

He shook his head and smiled, "I was born with a defect, so I can't practice. Those who can't practice can't be king."

Perhaps it was because they were about to reach Nanchao - although the Yunmeng Lake was millions of miles wide, with the speed of water droplets now reaching nearly Mach 300 per second, it would not take much time to travel millions of miles.

As they were about to part, both Zhongyu and Jiangshan inexplicably felt like talking about sex.

Jiang Shan said, "I heard from Yunying that King Yu refined the Nine Cauldrons to calm the world and thus quell the flood. That is to say, the Xia Dynasty did not inherit the Nine Cauldrons from King Yu."

He said: "The Xia Dynasty of all generations practiced the Nine Cauldrons Mysterious Art, and I think they also imitated King Yu and refined the Yuwang Cauldron. In this case, wouldn't there be a lot of Yuwang Cauldrons stored in the palace of King Zhenxun?"

Zhong Yu laughed in silence and shook his head, saying, "You guessed wrong."

Said: "There are only nine large tripods in the palace."

"Oh?" Jiang Shan was surprised: "Nine?"

Zhong Yu nodded: "As you said, after our ancestor King Yu, many people practiced the Nine Cauldrons Mysterious Art and offered sacrifices to King Yu's Cauldron, but they were all offering sacrifices to the Nine Cauldrons of the ancestor."

He said: "The ancestors of all generations have aimed to refine the Nine Cauldrons of the founding ancestor to a level comparable to the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu."

After he said this, Jiang Shan understood.

That is, generations work together to refine only one set of King Yu's Cauldron, trying to work together to refine this set of Nine Cauldrons, which originated from Xia Qi, the son of King Yu who founded the Xia Dynasty, to the level comparable to the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu.

Then he asked, "With such sacrifices and refinement from generation to generation, it seems that the nine great tripods in the palace of King Zhenxun, even if they cannot reach the level of the nine tripods of King Yu, must have earth-shaking power."

He said: "If this is the case, how can Cheng Tang rise to power?"

How could the Cheng Tang Dynasty rise when the Nine Cauldrons suppressed the world? Zhong Yu sighed softly when he heard this: "Because the nine great cauldrons that were used for sacrifices from generation to generation disappeared the year before I was born."

Disappeared?!

Jiang Shan was surprised, and Wu Qian exclaimed in surprise.

"How could it disappear?!"

Zhong Yu shook his head: "I don't know either. I just heard from my mother that the Nine Cauldrons disappeared overnight and no one knows who took them away."

Jiang Shan looked surprised, with many thoughts in his mind.

The Nine Cauldrons in the Palace of King Zhenxun certainly could not be taken away easily; they had been there for 30,000 years without any problems, but suddenly disappeared, and no one knew who did it.

Jiang Shan almost had the answer as soon as he thought about it.

He looked at Zhongyu, whose eyes were clear; he should have guessed what was going on a long time ago.

Jiang Shan said, "The Nine Cauldrons must be in the hands of the Human King himself, and it is impossible for them to disappear at will. It must be your father's doing."

Zhongyu said nothing.

Wu Qian suddenly understood: "That makes sense. The Nine Cauldrons must be in the hands of the King. Apart from the King, who else can take the Nine Cauldrons away quietly?"

Then he said confidently: "Without the Nine Cauldrons to suppress the world, the Cheng Tang Dynasty can overthrow the Xia Dynasty!"

Zhongyu just sighed.

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After a long while, he said, "In fact, everything was foreshadowed. I have never felt unhappy about the fall of the Xia Dynasty. The only thing that made me unhappy was that Cheng Tang claimed that my father was bewitched by my mother and lost the world. I cannot understand it."

He said: "My mother is a naturally friendly person. Moreover, after I was born, until Yu Zhenxun's accident, I only saw my father once in my mother's bedroom, and that was when I was three years old."

"Since then, I have hardly seen my father. My mother has not seen him either."

Jiang Shan narrowed his eyes slightly and felt something unusual from Zhong Yu's words.

Just as he was about to continue talking, the water droplet sounded the alarm: "There is a sudden wind ahead, please pay attention."

Then, before Jiang Shan could react, the water drop was fixed by an invisible force; in the next moment, Jiang Shan felt the space stretching, and then he, Zhong Yu and Wu Qian were captured by that force and brought out of the water drop!

Jiang Shan's heart sank instantly.

It's gonna be bad!

After a split second, Jiang Shan regained his clarity of vision. What he saw was a vast expanse of snow-white "mountains"! He saw that the vast mountain suddenly became smaller, and what appeared in front of him was a flawless, clean white bird! Almost at the same time, the word "strong wind" surged in Jiang Shan's mind! It was impossible to pull him out of the water droplets without any reaction or resistance, even for the eighth and ninth realm practitioners.

And who else could this bird be other than the divine beast Dafeng? His mind raced - could it be that Yunying's token was not recognized by others? The next moment, he felt the power that bound his body disappear, so he exhaled lightly, clasped his fists and said, "But Dafeng is in front of me?"

The big bird tilted its head and looked at Jiang Shan; there was a very strange look in its eyes, which were as clear as the sky.

Then I heard it speak and sighed: "It's been a long time!"

"No wonder Yunying gave you a token of her loyalty. It turns out you are from the Xiantian human race. What's your name?"

Jiang Shan was speechless. He couldn't hide his innate human identity. But he felt much more at ease in his heart.

Then he said, "My name is Jiang Shan."

"Jiang Shan." Dafeng nodded, touched Jiang Shan with his long beak, and said, "Are you the Red Emperor's direct descendant?"

Jiang Shan said: "I don't know."

Dafeng said: "That's right. You are just a toddler, you definitely don't know anything."

(End of this chapter)


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