After that, the two of them tacitly agreed not to mention the exploration again, leaving room for options on whether to cooperate in the future.
They talked about old techniques, and it was mainly Wang Xuan who asked questions. He wanted to know some information, such as the golden bamboo slips from the pre-Qin period.
Zhao Qinghan told him clearly not to think too much about this "rare object". Only four copies had been unearthed over the years, and two of them were fought over by various parties and thus dispersed.
There are only two complete copies of the pre-Qin golden bamboo slips left, which are locked in the most sturdy safe of the largest bank in Xinxing.
Wang Xuan felt regretful that this kind of thing was out of reach.
Even though the old techniques are declining, those organizations and chaebols have no intention of letting go. At least there is no hope at the moment.
Zhao Qinghan told him that, let alone the golden bamboo slips, any inheritance from the pre-Qin alchemists was extremely rare because there were too few of them left in the world.
"In other words, ordinary pre-Qin bamboo slips are also priceless?" Wang Xuan asked.
Zhao Qinghan glanced at him and said, "The bamboo slips related to the pre-Qin alchemists are not ordinary."
Wang Xuan realized how precious the translation of the Pre-Qin bamboo slips that Professor Lin gave him was.
In fact, Professor Lin almost lost his life for this bamboo slip. He escaped from the Pre-Qin tomb with a narrow escape and survived by chance.
"I heard that there was a master in Xinxing, but he died from exhausting himself while practicing some kind of physical technique. How strong are people at that level?"
Zhao Qinghan was a little surprised. She felt that he was not out of touch with the news and even knew about such things as Xinxing. She judged that he must have other ways.
After Wang Xuan finished speaking, he knew that she must have all kinds of ideas.
But he didn't care. The two of them would soon go their separate ways and would not have much interaction under normal circumstances. Anyway, he didn't want to get involved in the muddy water of Zhao Qinghan's exploration plan.
Zhao Qinghan felt a little touched. The path of the old art was quite rugged and difficult to walk on. Not many people could achieve success in it.
"That master practiced the secret scripture of the Taoist ancestral temple that you were thinking about just now, and ended up getting himself into trouble. His internal organs rotted away as if they were cooked, and he died in a very miserable way."
Wang Xuan was stern. Is it so dangerous?
He became more and more concerned and cautious about the golden book in his hand. What Zhang Daoling left behind was definitely not inferior to the secret scriptures of the Taoist ancestral temple.
Qin Cheng sighed: "Why bother? I'm already a master, but in the end I still got a big mess of my internal organs. People are never satisfied."
"That's easy for you to say. As he gets older, if he learns that if he succeeds in practicing that kind of physical skill, it can give his aging internal organs new life and extend his life by decades, do you think he can resist the temptation?"
"With such great benefits, if it were me... I would also like to try it!" Qin Cheng nodded, looking forward to it.
"How far is the level of the Grandmaster from that of the pre-Qin alchemists?" Wang Xuan asked.
"It's not on the same order of magnitude. The difference is too great and there's no way to compare it." Zhao Qinghan said calmly.
Then she looked at Wang Xuan and said, "I see that you seem to want to continue on the path of the old art. Is your target the alchemists of the pre-Qin period?"
Wang Xuan said: "I am a person who has been abandoned. I cannot get in touch with new techniques, so I can only continue on the path of old techniques."
After hearing this, Qin Cheng was deeply touched and felt sorry for his friend.
Zhao Qinghan felt that Wang Xuan was very talented in the traditional arts, and no one could predict what his future would be like.
Qin Cheng shook his head and said, "Old Wang was born at the wrong time. If he were in ancient times, he might have grown to the point where he could dominate the world and become a legend, or even a myth. But in this era, with the rise of scientific and technological civilization, what good can he do even if he practices the old arts to a very high level? It can't stop modern weapons at all. The stars are still shining, but the Qin Emperor and Han Emperor have turned to dust, and the alchemists who were ordered to find the elixir of immortality for them have also died over the years. The path of the old arts is difficult, and there is no hope."
This topic is a bit heavy. Living in this era, the old art has indeed faded, and it is difficult to see hope for it to shine again.
No matter how powerful the old arts are, it only takes one elite soldier with an advanced technological weapon to directly defeat the masters of the old arts.
Zhao Qinghan looked at Wang Xuan and found that he was very calm. Obviously, he was a man with a strong heart and his own beliefs. Did he think that the old skills still had a way out?
"So..." Qin Cheng spoke again, continuing what he said before, looking at Zhao Qinghan, and said, "It would be a pity if Old Wang was buried like this. Goddess Zhao, do you have any way to help Wang Xuan, such as teaching him how to practice new skills, or taking Wang Xuan to Xinxing?"
He said so much just to pave the way, and was willing to lose face by asking Zhao Qinghan to help Wang Xuan.
Wang Xuan waved his hand to stop him from talking, then patted his shoulder and said, "I know my way very well."
He and Qin Cheng did not thank him because they understood his intention and did not want him to ask for help like this.
Zhao Qinghan said that she would push this matter forward after returning to Xinxing, but she could not guarantee anything.
Wang Xuan expressed his gratitude to her but declined as he wanted to reconsider his own path.
Zhao Qinghan nodded and smiled, then stood up and said goodbye, saying that they would meet again in the future.
Wang Xuan and Qin Cheng stood up and watched her leave.
Qin Cheng said: "Old Wang, you don't seem to want to get too involved with her, but I think it's a pity that you rejected her like this. If she is willing to help, she can probably take you to Xinxing."
Wang Xuan shook his head: "The players on the other side of the starry sky have already begun to explore a certain mysterious area. I can't afford to offend them at the moment, and I don't want to get involved."
Qin Cheng nodded and said, "That makes sense. What place did you say that was? She mentioned that someone had ambitions and wanted to ignite the divine fire. What about that?"
"We have too little information to know exactly what is going on, but it sounds like it is related to the Western belief in deification."
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