So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 58: Jiuding Conspiracy
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The wind rustled the snow on the roof and on the pines and cypresses.
This adds a lot of trouble to the servants who work hard to sweep the snow. They can only stand with their necks in the north wind and sweep the snow quietly. It was replaced by other deep house courtyards in the capital, and it was necessary to raise the broom and sweep the branches of the trees, but this was Taimiao.
In even rural villages, the most important thing is the ancestral hall dedicated to ancestor tablets, which is easily inaccessible. There are countless strict orders, not to mention being a royal family that embraces the world.
The beams are made of agarwood, with glazed tiles on top.
The long white marble steps are not allowed to walk on people except the royal family. To clean them, they can only move on their knees on the ground.
"Huh?" Someone vaguely saw the vague reflections passing by on the thin ice, but looked up but found nothing.
Venerable Huanjian has led Shi Feng and Chen He around the halberd gate and the front side hall. I have never seen the more gloomy middle hall full of memorial tablets, and rushed directly to the Taimiao to put various sacrificial items. Xiaozhongdian.
The tripod is placed on the high steps.
To be more precise, there are a total of nine tripods, which are objects handed down from ancient times and symbolize the power of the emperor for many generations.
They are very heavy and huge, enough for three or four people to squat inside.
After countless years of wind and rain, the color of the tripod is dull, but there is no rust, and the pattern on each trip is also clearly identifiable. It is said that this was cast by gods in ancient times to suppress dragon veins. The material is rare. Hard to find between. People of insight denounced as absurd words, saying that Jiuding was made of meteorite iron from the sky, heavy and strong.
After thousands of years of Jiuding, none of them were damaged, and no corners were knocked off.
They were dragged to the capital of the new emperor by countless manpower. They have undergone a total of more than a dozen migrations. Zhu Rong has suffered more disasters. The most serious is the earthquake. I want to remove them from the cracks. Pulling it out is not so easy.
The emperor regards it as a treasure, and all those who have seen it are interested in it.
——It is true that Jiuding was made by ancient gods, but the suppression of dragon veins is pure nonsense.
They are just nine tripods that are ordinary, unbreakable and unbreakable.
It is estimated that the gods also fooled the ancient kings.
Venerable Huanjian stopped, looked around, sighed and said: "Tai Miao is really a good place to kill people."
Chen He twitched his eyebrows.
He couldn't tell whether Venerable Huanjian was talking casually, or he really meant it.
"What do you say?" Shi Feng remained calm.
"The apse is empty, and there is no ghost. If I were a mortal, this place would be great. I killed people and hid the corpse in the empty cauldron. It was cold and frozen for ten and a half months. I can't find it either."
"..."
Not only Chen He, but also Shi Feng is eyeing.
How can ordinary people enter the Taimiao, the wall outside is several feet high, and the sun can hardly be seen from the root of the wall!
Wait--
The national teacher can enter the Taimiao occasionally, so Venerable Huanjian is thinking about how to die unconsciously when the national teacher of the dynasty, and then change the way for a new national teacher to appear?
"Um, sorry, I'm a little distracted." Venerable Huanjian said with a smile.
He didn't wear a mask today, it resembled the face of the Lord of the Black Abyss, which made Shi Feng Chen He uncomfortable.
The character differences between the twin brothers are obvious, but there are more similarities, especially when they are not smiling like this, Chen He feels his fists are itchy.
Chen He lowered his head and insisted that when he shouldn't speak by himself, he was determined to treat himself as nonexistent.
"Come on, this is the tripod!" Venerable Huanjian brushed his sleeves, lightly stepping on one of the tripods.
The patterns on the Jiuding are different, some are ancient inscriptions, and some are pictures of mountains and rivers. These were written down early and recorded in the annals of history.
But after the Battle of the Catastrophe, the ancient barren continent shattered, and these river maps were all useless.
The truth has become a legend and myth. People only know the vicissitudes of the world, or the ancients have limited knowledge. They mistakenly used a county as a map of the world to draw, and imagined the mountains as vast and stretched for tens of thousands of miles. The depiction is terrible, so these rubbings are only placed in the pavilion, and no one is interested in reading them.
Shi Feng's gaze was like a torch, and he took a closer look at the tripod body, and found no flaws.
"This pattern, and here..." Venerable Huanjian stepped in the void, his fingers flicked the pattern on the tripod body, the true essence could not go away, and soon a new map was redrawn on the tripod body.
Chen He glanced at the tripod next to him, which was a little startled.
Some lines of the tripod in question are too dense, but it’s hard to find at first glance—someone slid on the tripod and added more lines. Because the tripod is too big, people don’t understand ancient characters, and it’s early for the cultivator. Knowing Jiuding is nothing but rubbish, and no one has discovered it.
Chen He doesn't know the mountains and rivers, but Shi Feng does.
The curved lines, the northernmost point is obviously the Red Wind Desert, the frontier line, the Western Regions, the Northern Wilderness, and even the southern Xinjiang are all vividly visible. The location of the barren rocky beach has an obvious inscription symbol.
Under this map, there is another line of small characters hidden in densely packed ancient text.
Chen He couldn't understand, Shi Feng had already read it out: I fear that the sect will be cut off, and the inheritance will be placed here, waiting for fate.
"So, at first, I really believed that it was only the inheritance left by the demon sect before the war of catastrophe." Venerable Huanjian touched the body, frowning and said, "These patterns are the same as the color of the characters of the Kanae. The depth is the same, there is almost no flaw, and it is not like forgery by later generations. Even if it is forged, it has a history of more than eight thousand years."
Shi Feng looked unpredictable.
Chen He looked up at him, and after the two of them met, Shi Feng slowly shook his head.
——He doesn't completely trust Venerable Huanjian, just as the other party must be hiding something from him.
Jihong’s mystery, up to now, is the words of Venerable Huanjian. This master of the magic way can create such bizarre events to lure people into the bait.
What made Shi Feng choose to believe was not the face of Venerable Huanjian, but that he couldn't think of it. If Venerable Huanjian made up from beginning to end, it would be too laborious. If Demon Dao wants to eradicate their brothers and sisters, there is definitely a simpler way to save trouble, there is no need to trick them into the Taimiao in the capital.
Shi Feng looked at the bright eyes of Venerable Huanjian, calmly said: "This pattern... does give me a guess. But Jiuding is old and has been built for many years, and no one cares about it. What about Jihong? What did you find?"
Hearing this, Venerable Huanjian frowned.
"Ji Hong was originally a child of a capital official and eunuch. When his family was robbed and awaiting exile in northern Xinjiang, his father was about fourteen or five years old. His father was from an imperial examination. He also read a few more books when he wanted to come. The monk sneaked into the Taimiao repeatedly, so he followed and found that the other party was rubbing the Jiuding pattern. Ji Hong said that he was accidentally discovered by the other party. After a fierce fight, he was puzzled after the murder, so he paid attention to Jiuding!"
Venerable Huanjian said: "This happened two years ago."
Shi Feng's face changed a little.
Two years ago, Chen He was only fifteen years old. Not long after he discovered the secret of the blue jade ball, they lived in the Black Abyss Valley. The secret of the fire in the stone was not revealed. There was a silly child in the Chen family in Yunzhou. No one will notice!
What kind of hatred is this that makes Ji Hong have a serious murderous intention to their brothers?
—— Even if you have a deep hatred with the Northern Xuan Sect, there is no need to invest in the command of Venerable Huanjian, and try your best to play lurking! Is this circle a little too inexplicable?
With his vision and ability, Jihong, even if the whole family was in jail when he was a teenager, it would not be too difficult to just go to a famous school to find a way to escape during exile. Even if you insist on staying in the capital, you can attract the attention of Baishan Academy, or more directly:
This person is not Jihong, but someone with ulterior motives came here as an impostor. Then, with such a method, the Han Mingzong of the aggregation faction may be subverted by him. Why do you have to do a magic repair that can't fly?
Shi Feng couldn't help rubbing his forehead.
Venerable Huanjian saw his thoughts and sneered: "This person is really Jihong, not an impostor. A few years ago, he used a scheme to get the officials who impeached his father into a vain conspiracy. He did a big case ingeniously, and I only discovered the clues recently."
Chen He found that their topic became more and more crooked, so he asked: "Two years ago, Ji Hong killed a monk from the Baishan Academy and claimed that the other party sneaked into the Taimiao to see Jiuding? Well, from this person's cautious view, I'm afraid that the guy who died has actually come in several times, but he himself found that Jiuding had a problem, or he was caught by Jihong's trap and became a pawn, which is hard to say."
Venerable Huanjian glanced at Chen He's eyes brighter, and he nodded approvingly:
"That's right. About half a year ago, Ji Hong took out several copies of Jiuding rubbings and came to see me and said that he had found an ancient magic sect inheritance."
Venerable Huanjian reached out his hand and poured out a bunch of messy things from the mustard magic weapon.
There are pamphlets, bamboo slips, and even broken stone tablets.
Venerable Huanjian pointed to the two old stone steles and said: "This is the funeral of the last monarch of Southern Shu, about 3,300 years ago. There is also one that was the Liang Dynasty suppressing the Yellow River. The demarcation stone placed in the Dragon King Temple by the floods dates back more than four thousand years ago. They were all rubbings of this tripod. In order to prevent blurring of the handwriting, it was filled with gold and scars, and now it is still faintly visible!"
"There are no lines added!" Chen He looked up.
Shi Feng discarded a yellow booklet he opened.
Venerable Huanjian smiled sharply: "Other rubbings have this extra map, and the truth is obviously easy to see. Three thousand years ago, someone added this thing to Jiuding. Fellow Shi Feng , You have guesses, so why hide it from me!"
Speaking, he threw out more rubbings and flicked his sleeves again, Zhenyuan painted the same ancient clumsy text hidden in the pattern on the other eight tripods:
Destroy my Beixuan, hate and remnant.
Each tripod contains only one word...
Don't talk about being discovered, it's harder to find differences. It is even destined to only be discovered by people who know the map as a surprise: it is not the inheritance of the demon sect, but the legendary North Xuan Secret Treasure!
What happened three thousand years ago?
Moxiu united with the six major sects and many casual cultivators, hit the Beixuan faction resident, took the classics, burned to ruins, and used the lives of the disciples of the disciples to force Lin Qingshang, the head teacher of the Beixuan faction, to tell the secret treasure of the North Xuan faction whereabouts.
In the end, no one got the treasure, and the Beixuan faction left the Central Plains and retreated to Daxueshan outside Guan.
The map of Jiuding, two layers of hidden ancient clumsy texts, all confuse the fact that there are secret treasures of the North Xuan, but three thousand years ago, the North Xuan faction, who was panicked and angry, hid it and used Demon Sect Inheritance to cover up and other destined people.
"The person who discovers the secret of Jiuding, once leaked out, the realm of comprehension will be in chaos. According to the truth, no one can refuse the temptation of Beixuan's secret treasure!" Venerable Huanjian said coldly, "Jihong seems to know the inside What is it, tell me directly, and fellow Taoist Shi Feng, it seems that he is not very interested in the treasure?"
"The Beixuan Secret Treasure is nothing but a dead thing."
Shi Feng glanced at Chen He and was silent for a long while before slowly saying: "I don't know anything about Jiuding. It's just that my teacher talked about Lin Qing, who died tragically three thousand years ago, the leader of the Northern Xuan School. It was said that he died of illness, but he was actually missing. At that time, there were many rumors in the cultivation world that the North Xuan Secret Treasure had been taken away by someone. It was vivid and vivid, and there was a demon who was crazy about treasures, with a ruined face and addiction. The killing is horrible, but someone from the Northern Profound Sect saw that the back of this demon looked like a missing head teacher. Perhaps Lin Qingshang used the secret method of consuming the soul to improve his cultivation level, and he could not live for ten years."
Needless to say the following words, both Chen He and Venerable Huanjian understood.
——Lin Qingshang has experienced great changes, and after going crazy, he has a perverted temperament and does not want his life to revenge. Fearing that it wasn't enough, he set up the Jiuding Game and buried the box. Naturally, there was the anger that he didn't want to see this box, and it was more of a vicious revenge that set traps to entrap the monks in the world. Even after thousands of years, as long as this map is discovered, the realm of comprehension will fall into a **** storm.
Even today, most of the rumors about Beixuan Secret Treasures may have come from Lin Qingshang deliberately spreading rumors. Back then, he was for revenge, but the man died and the enemy died. The vicissitudes of life in the world, the rumors are still there. The disaster brought the Northern Xuan School to the past sects.
It's no wonder that when Shi Feng mentioned Lin Qingshang, he didn't have the title of respect and avoidance at all.
The Beixuan school disciple mentioned this senior who was tormented by hatred, and he didn't know whether to complain or share sorrow.
I can only keep it secret, because no one knows what the Beixuan Secret Treasure is except for the head. After Lin Qingshang disappeared, this secret was also broken.
"When I saw this tripod, I guessed one or two." Shi Feng muttered to himself with erratic eyes.
The Beixuan School's exercises are in line with the atmosphere of all things, and the time and place are favorable. The technique that blends with the original pattern of the tripod body bears the brand of Beixuan School.
——Even Chen He can see it!
Venerable Huanjian was silent for a while, then turned and said: "Let's go."
Shi Feng is still standing in place. He has lived in the Black Abyss Valley for many years, but he has never forgotten the tragedy of the Beixuan Sect that left him alone thirty years ago.
This continuous, complex hatred of grievances...
At that time, he chose to go to Black Abyss Valley instead of killing all the syndicate factions, and he did not become enchanted, precisely because Shi Feng was so clear that he could not be the second Lin Qingshang.
I just didn't expect that Lin Qingshang's madness for revenge was far beyond his imagination.
There may be a hidden map, pointing out that Jiuding is a treasure, but it hasn’t been discovered yet—this strategy really almost succeeded. The realm of comprehension has flowed blood into a river, and many sects accumulate grudges against each other, and they may eventually become the ignited two Dao wars on Mars.
But these, can you blame Lin Qingshang who is crazy?
Shi Feng was discouraged.
"Brother."
In a daze, Shi Feng heard Chen He's voice, and his cold and trembling palms also grasped a familiar warm heat source.
"Brother, I am here, let's go."