The Qingshiliao was a powerful official who controlled the entire world, including land, military, engineering, and prisons, but the Zhou emperor could not control such a large fiefdom.
Therefore, the only way was to enfeoff the princes. The Muye Stele was the rule for the emperor to enfeoff the princes.
Chengkang Hall represents the emperor's virtue, so it can stabilize the entire formation."
“Great!”
Ying Wuji couldn't help but admire. After Zhao Ji's analysis, the whole formation became clear in an instant.
He thought for a moment and said, "So, the divine object that controls the bloodline is most likely the Muye Stele?"
"There shouldn't be any problem!"
"Then after I enter the tomb, I will go directly to find the Muye Monument!"
"I'm afraid it's not that simple!"
Zhao Ji shook his head and smiled, then waved his hand.
The formation diagram of Chengkang Palace shook, and the invisible giant hands of Muye Stele immediately disrupted the trend of fortune radiating across the world.
As a result, the Muye Monument received less luck and fortune, so it simply retracted its tentacles, cutting off nearly half of its connections with the outside world.
Afterwards, the trend of luck went completely out of control, and the originally stable formation seemed to have encountered a collapse of heaven and earth. Finally, it could not bear the burden and shattered into pieces, leaving only the Nine Cauldrons standing there dimly. It was connected to other parts through the remaining formation diagram, but it was still a little powerless.
When the emperor is without virtue, the princes will destroy their capitals. This is completely consistent with history.
The Qingshi Office, the Taishi Office, the Chengkang Palace, and the Muye Stele, these four are like kites, tethered by the Nine Cauldrons.
Unfortunately, the wind direction changes rapidly, and it is almost impossible to capture their traces through the Nine Cauldrons.
Zhao Ji looked a little serious: "I was wondering how it was possible for someone to refine the entire Old Capital. Now it seems that the Nangong family already had a magic weapon, and Nangong Tuo just took the broken Old Capital into it.
Now that the formation has been broken, I'm afraid the old capital is no longer what it once was. Except for the Nine Cauldrons, I'm afraid any building will be hard to find."
Ying Wuji couldn't help but ask: "Are you sure you can find them through the Nine Cauldrons?"
Zhao Ji sighed softly: "If I were here in person, and the Nine Cauldrons were standing firmly, I should have a 70% chance of success. Unfortunately..."
Unfortunately, he can only be a spectator.
Ying Wuji suddenly realized: "No wonder that old man Nangong Ling took so many days to get in. I think they couldn't find the Muye Monument either, so they deliberately sent someone to explore the way!"
Zhao Ji frowned slightly: "The King of Zhou must have other plans. Although the Zhou royal family has declined, there are still many masters inside. If the Nine Cauldrons were stable, there would not be no Muye Stele to be found."
Ying Wuji raised his eyebrows: "You mean, the Nine Cauldrons are unstable, and he let so many people in, actually to stabilize the Nine Cauldrons?"
Zhao Ji nodded: "I think it should be good. The Nine Cauldrons control the Nine Provinces, but the Ji family bloodline has long been unable to control the Nine Provinces. This time, the royal families of various countries have sent experts to the Hundred Family Gathering, and they will definitely be able to find the corresponding cauldron."
"Fuck!"
Ying Wuji couldn't help but clap his hands: "This Zhou Tianzi is really a sly old man. If you think about it this way, some of the Nine Cauldrons must be unstable, and the four military lucks and three earth-level spells must be hidden in the unstable cauldrons.
Relying on these suckers to determine the Nine Cauldrons, their formation masters will be able to find the Muye Monument! Luck and magic are nothing to them. After all, they don’t lack one or two geniuses. It’s pure freeloading!"
Zhao Ji looked at him with a half-smile: "Go on!"
Ying Wuji thought quickly: "I even suspect that the Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar was not put in by the Zhou emperor. After all, it is a bit absurd for him to return such a valuable thing to us. It is very likely that he just knew that there was the Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar in the old capital, but he couldn't get it himself, so he just used it to trick us in.
Regardless of whether their primary goal is the Muye Monument or not, judging from the performance of that old man Nangong Ling, it is necessary for them to trick us, Ying Zhao. So it is very likely that they have ambushed the place where the Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar is. "
Zhao Ji looked at him with satisfaction: "Anything else?"
Ying Wuji rubbed his temple as he unraveled the mystery. He felt as if his thoughts were immediately becoming clearer, but the amount of thinking was so great that he felt like his CPU was about to burn out.
He thought for a while and said, "I can't figure it out for the time being, but father, does our Zhao family have anyone else who is proficient in formations? Please assign one to me, otherwise when the Nine Cauldrons are decided, I'm afraid we will fall behind other families."
Zhao Ji shook his head: "Really not! Although Tianjiudi is the source of the formation, it is not the formation itself. Apart from this, the Zhao family has no other foundation for the formation. But..."
Ying Wuji's eyes lit up: "But what..."
Zhao Ji pointed at the formation base corresponding to the Nine Cauldrons in the underground palace, stroked his beard and laughed, "But it's still early now. We can use the exhaustive method to deduce all possible situations of the Nine Cauldrons. Then you only need to look at the final position of the Nine Cauldrons to directly find the corresponding position."
Exhaustive method...
My father-in-law is such a ruthless man!
Ying Wuji couldn't help but shudder and gave Zhao Ji a thumbs up: "Father! You are really my brother!"
Zhao Ji: “???”
…
Han Mansion.
A woman was kneeling on the eaves, looking into the distance at the courtyard in the corner of the Han Mansion.
Although I couldn't see anything because of the trees, I still felt like I was looking forward to something.
"Madam! If you really miss Juan'er, go see him!"
Han Zhe sat aside and sighed helplessly, because this woman was his legal wife and Han Juan's biological mother - Zheng Yuan.
The son has been back for more than a month, but this mother has only seen her son once and has never seen him again. She just secretly looked at him from the eaves.
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