Chapter 7: Ultimate Enlightenment, Opening Up the Purple Palace!
The moment the dry well appeared, Zeng Anmin jumped in without any hesitation.
The surface of the wellhead was extremely broken.
There is no need to even think about the situation inside, there is absolutely no danger.
"Bang!"
His feet landed on something soft.
The abandoned well is not deep, at most less than two meters.
There was pitch blackness in the well.
In the narrow space, Zeng Anmin could only bend his legs with difficulty.
After reaching out, I felt something soft.
He grabbed it and scooped it up.
“It’s so heavy.”
I don’t know what material this cloth is made of, but its weight is comparable to that of fine iron.
After weighing it for a moment, he shouted towards the wellhead:
"Put out a rope."
Soon, someone lowered the rope.
After reaching the wellhead, Zeng Anmin's face turned a little red.
He threw the things in his hands to the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.
The thing made a dull "bang" sound when it touched the ground.
Under the moonlight.
Zeng Anmin saw that the soft thing on the ground was a piece of cloth that was at least ten feet long.
The silky cloth slowly unfolded due to the force of his throw.
A picture full of mystery comes into view.
In the clouds and mist, a giant dragon with an indescribable posture stood with its head held high.
The faintly visible scales shimmer with gold and green luster, sparkling brightly.
The dragon's head is held high, and its eyes are like sparkling gems, revealing wisdom and majesty.
The long horns extend backward like branches, giving people a sense of mystery, antiquity, majesty and solemnity...
It was the Dragon Survey Map!!
“Nice picture.”
Unconsciously, his eyes were deeply attracted by the picture.
On the album, every line seemed eager to tell him the meaning of its existence.
Zeng Anmin's brain was working frantically involuntarily.
Just before the time of [Quick Enlightenment] is about to end.
His eyes just happened to meet the giant dragon on the dragon map.
"boom!!!!"
It was as if in the time of chaos, the God of Wilderness created the world.
A dragon shadow split the fog in his mind apart!
A huge light and shadow that only he could see suddenly jumped out from the dragon map.
"Buzz!"
The light and shadow came towards him in the blink of an eye.
The speed was so fast that Zeng Anmin had no time to react.
In an instant, Zeng Anmin's sea of consciousness was constantly turbulent, as if the earth was turning upside down.
He seemed to see the ancient, domineering and arrogant Ancestral Dragon!
He once again sensed a hint of unwilling humiliation in Zulong's huge, mysterious, and deep eyes...
"Hiss~"
A pain came deep into the brain and hit the soul.
Fortunately, the pain disappeared after only a moment.
…
All the wonders disappeared.
Zeng Anmin felt that there was something new in his mind... or rather, in his sea of consciousness.
With a thought, he looked down at his sea of consciousness filled with purple air like a god.
A miniature version of the Dragon Exploration Map was suspended in the air.
"The Dragon Map actually helped me open up the Purple Palace?!"
Zeng Anmin was shocked.
As the son of the governor, Zeng Anmin has a certain understanding of the other world's extraordinary system in his memory.
The sea of consciousness is a physical cultivation, which is a magical power that a warrior can only open up after reaching the seventh level of visualization.
Confucianists call it the Purple Palace, and if one wants to open it up, one needs to reach the eighth level of Qi Nourishing Realm.
Taoism calls it the upper dantian, but Zeng Anmin is not quite sure what realm it is.
Buddhists call it Nash, but the same is not clear.
But no matter which family it is, one must cultivate to a certain level before being qualified to open up.
I'm not even at the entry-level realm yet, how come I've inexplicably skipped a level?!
…………
It only took a few breaths since Zeng Anmin dragged the map up.
The earth-shaking changes that took place in him seemed to others like he just stood there in a daze for a short while.
No one noticed anything unusual.
“It’s indeed the Dragon Survey Map!”
The White-Robed Venerable was the first person to come to Zeng Anmin.
He bowed and reported to Emperor Jianhong from a distance.
Jianhong was indifferent and raised his hand without comment.
"yes."
The white-robed venerable picked up the huge atlas from the ground.
The Dragon Map that Zeng Anmin had been holding with great difficulty was as light as a feather in his hands.
After arriving beside Emperor Jianhong, the white-robed venerable respectfully presented it with both hands.
Emperor Jianhong took a quick glance and found that it was exactly the same as the dragon map he had in mind.
"Um."
He nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Zeng Anmin not far away.
He naturally knew that his arrest of Zeng Shilin this time was based on insufficient evidence and was too hasty...
However, he has always been well versed in the art of being an emperor and would never admit that he was wrong. Instead, he would focus on his sins and said calmly:
"Zeng Anmin, you have made amends for your father's mistakes, performed meritorious service while serving your sentence, and investigated the case of the lost Dragon Map. I will forgive you for your past mistakes."
In the feudal era, benevolence, righteousness, propriety and filial piety were the most important things, so there was nothing wrong with doing this.
Zeng Anmin didn't react until he heard what Emperor Jianhong said.
At this time, the duration of [Quick Enlightenment] on the gold finger panel has passed.
I felt a sinking feeling in my head.
The feeling of calculating the world and having everything in hand suddenly disappeared.
Zeng Anmin was a little uncomfortable with it, and it seemed that his thinking had slowed down a lot.
But fortunately it did not affect his normal reaction.
He pointed at the corpse on the ground with a serious face:
"Your Majesty, we must immediately investigate the identity of this beast and search his house to see if we can find any clues to the person behind him."
"Also, if it's convenient, I want to go...see my father."
Zeng Anmin looked up at Jianhong and put forward his request.
You really need to meet this father.
After all, the rest of her life's luxury depends on him.
Emperor Jianhong nodded slightly.
"Can."
Afterwards, Jianhong ordered Wang Daoyuan from the Xuanjing Division to investigate the case.
He took Zeng Anmin and his group towards the prison.
…
The Xuanjing Division of Liangjiang County was the imperial prison.
The innermost cell is completely independent.
This cell only holds the most vicious prisoners.
Therefore, whether it is the prison door or the surrounding walls, they are all thickened.
In the cell, a figure sat listlessly on a worn straw mat.
His eyes were like red phoenixes, his eyebrows were like sleeping silkworms, and his face showed the majesty of having held a high position for a long time.
Both father and son have a pair of sharp almond-shaped eyes.
He was imprisoned in such a hurry that he was still wearing his official uniform.
Zeng Shilin looked into the deep prison door, sadness flickering in his eyes:
"Your talent is soaring high in the sky, and you are trapped in prison with injustice!"
His voice was mellow and steady, but there was a hint of sadness in his tone at that time.
I, Zeng Shilin, have been loyal to the emperor and the country all my life, but ended up with such a desolate scene.
If I were to be imprisoned for poor guarding, I would have nothing to say.
But you insist on accusing me of "colluding with the demon clan"?
It's completely false and a false accusation!
"hehe."
Zeng Shilin suddenly smiled, his smile filled with sarcasm and mockery:
“When the bird is dead, the bow is put away; when the rabbit is dead, the dog is cooked.”
"Ha ha……"
There was no one in the cell, and his laughter simply grew louder.
This move is extremely disheartening!
How cold and indifferent!
“Hahahahahahaha!”
The entire cell was filled with his sad and mocking laughter.
“Crack.”
The cell door suddenly opened.
Emperor Jianhong, the White-robed Reverend, Princess Ning'an, Zeng Anmin and nearly ten others filed in.
“Hahahaha… huh?”
After dozens of eye contact, Zeng Shilin's laughter stopped abruptly.
Jianhong had no expression on his face.
Ning An looked confused.
The white-robed venerable pursed his lips and clenched his fists.
For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely weird.
Zeng Anmin lacked self-control and his shoulders couldn't help shaking. He tried his best to cover his mouth.
It still made a "Ku Ku" sound.
Being caught in the act of losing one's mind is a socially fatal moment...
It’s really unbearable, Dad!
Jianhong couldn't help laughing, and a smile appeared on his majestic face:
"Why are you laughing, Mr. Zeng?"
Fortunately, Zeng Shilin responded very well.
He stood up slowly as if nothing had happened, saluted Jianhong and said:
"I laugh at the Liangjiang prefect's lack of strategy, and at the Xuanjing Division's lack of wisdom. After waiting for so long, I still haven't been cleared of my grievances. I will announce the truth to Your Majesty."
As soon as these words were spoken, the smile on Jianhong's face disappeared.
Zeng Shilin's words are simple but profound.
One was expressing his dissatisfaction with Jianhong for wrongly accusing him.
By the way, he also cursed Jianhong's IQ.
Very good and powerful.
He is worthy of being the governor of the three counties of Fengqi Road.
(End of this chapter)
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