The atmosphere was a bit depressing, and Liu Wuxie knew very well what it meant to reveal secrets.
"What does the decline of the Tianji Sect have to do with the Black Machine Sect?"
Liu Wuxie pondered for a moment and asked Lao Kaiyu.
"It seems that the master of the Black Machine Sect has stolen the Tianji Sect's treasure, the Tianyan Record!"
Lao Kaiyu didn't know much specific information. The information he knew was all learned from other people back then.
As for whether it is true or false, there is no way to prove it.
"Tian Yan Lu!"
Liu Wuxie stood up suddenly. Although he had never heard of Tianjimen and Black Machine Gate, he knew Tianyanlu very well.
"Assistant Liu knows about Tianyanlu?"
Seeing how excited Liu Wuxie was, Lao Kaiyu and Xiang Zicheng stood up together.
Liu Wuxie took a deep breath to calm down the shock in her heart, and sat down slowly.
"I know a little bit. The Tianyan Record contains several pages of Tianyan records. I heard that it can predict astronomy and geography, detect misfortunes and fortunes, and divine people's fate..."
Liu Wuxie briefly explained that not many people knew about Tian Yan Lu.
It is rumored that Tian Yanlu appeared in the fairy world back then, causing a great sensation, and then disappeared.
Obtaining the Tian Yan Lu means controlling the fate of countless people and being able to calculate everything that can happen in their numerology.
It's scary to think about it. It can calculate your past and predict your future. There is no secret at all.
These are just legends. No one knows whether Tian Yan Lu is so magical.
Liu Wuxie only knew that Tian Yan Lu had existed for countless years. As for who created it, it was a complete mystery.
There are even rumors that Tian Yan Lu was not born in the fairy world, but a higher level place.
Because even the Immortal Emperor cannot calculate the past and future.
Liu Wuxie has the eye of insight, has cultivated to a high level, and has unpredictable methods. He can also see into everything. It is still difficult to achieve the effect of Tian Yan Lu.
"Let's not talk about it for now. Tianji Sect is always mysterious in its work. Let's drink."
Lao Kaiyu changed the subject and raised his glass to toast Liu Wuxie.
The ensuing conversation was very pleasant, and the matter of Tianjimen was forgotten.
No matter what the purpose of Tianji Sect is, after all, they have helped him, and this is enough.
Liu Wuxie has no habit of inquiring into people's privacy.
"Assistant Liu, it's getting late. You can stay in Xiangjiazhuang tonight."
Xiang Zicheng stood up, with a hint of urgency in his tone. The injuries in his soul had been delayed for too many years.
Liu Wuxie couldn't help but refute Xiang Zicheng's face, and relied on him to come forward during the day to block Shen Guang.
The four of them got off Zuixianglou and walked towards Xiangjiazhuang.
"Wuxie, do you need me to clean them all up?"
Xiang Zicheng was not angry and proud. From the moment they stepped out of Zuixiang Tower, several groups of people were following behind them, which made him a little annoyed.
"Ignore it!"
Liu Wuxie shook his head.
When he came, Ye Linghan also wanted to clean up, but there were just some spies. After killing them, new spies would appear, and it was impossible to kill them all.
Passing through the Eastern Imperial City, the view ahead became much wider, and a huge manor appeared.
This is Xiangjiazhuang.
The building is divided into three areas. The buildings on the left are mainly made of wood, mostly courtyard buildings, and the buildings on the right are made of huge stones, mostly palaces.
In the middle is a long corridor that leads to both sides. The buildings in Xiangjiazhuang are unique in style.
"It's getting late. I've arranged a resting place for you two. I'll entertain you two well tomorrow morning."
Xiang Zicheng said politely.
An old man ran over quickly. He was the housekeeper of Xiangjiazhuang, standing behind Xiang Zicheng.
"The owner of the farm has something to offer!"
Liu Wuxie replied politely.
"You two, please come with me!"
The old man standing behind Xiang Zicheng was half-bent, making a gesture of invitation.
The two of them were arranged in the best guest room, a private room with a strong sense of privacy, so there was no need to worry about other people coming.
Stepping into the courtyard, the Eye of Insight and the Ghost Eye were opened. There were no formations around, and Xiang Zicheng did not arrange any eyeliners. He nodded with satisfaction.
"Master Liu, please rest early. If you need anything, just ask."
After the housekeeper sent Liu Wuxie to the courtyard, he did not come in. Instead, he stood outside and said respectfully.
"It's time to take care of the house."
The courtyard furnishings are neither simple nor luxurious, giving people a sense of returning to nature.
In the three rooms, every item placed inside seems to have been measured. Whether it is cabinets or tables and chairs, they all have the traces of time.
The Tiexi tree planted on the side of the yard is said to be at least two thousand years old. Its lush branches and leaves add a sense of mystery to the entire yard.
Entering the house, sitting down cross-legged, the Taihuang Tuntian Jue was activated, and the surrounding immortal energy surged towards him like a tide.
Although Liu Wuxie was practicing, his brain was running rapidly.
What Lao Kaiyu said to him that night could not be shaken off from his mind.
During the wine party, Liu Wuxie didn't mention Tian Yan Lu too much.
Regarding the news about Tian Yan Lu, Master Tiandao told him that Tian Yan Lu was not a book, but something like a turtle shell. The lines on it were not carved by humans, but formed naturally.
In other words, Tianyanlu was conceived by heaven and earth, not created by any one person.
Whoever can master the Tian Yan Lu can master the great ways of heaven and earth, and even control the life and death of heaven and earth.
Unexpectedly, Tian Yanlu, who had disappeared for a long time, reappeared in the world.
If possible, Liu Wuxie would like to read the contents of Tian Yan Lu.
After hearing the three words "Tian Yan Lu", the Tiandao Divine Book could not hold back for a long time and fluctuated frequently.
The Divine Book of Heaven records the Way of Heaven, and the Records of Heaven are transformed from the Way of Heaven.
There must be a certain connection between the two.
If he could master Tian Yan Lu, Liu Wuxie believed that the Divine Book of Heaven would undergo earth-shaking changes.
There was a sudden movement in the Niwan Palace, and the Eye of Punishment was successfully promoted. A wonderful artistic conception emerged in his mind. Liu Wuxie suddenly opened his eyes, with a hint of disbelief on his face.
"So this is the power of insight."
…
At this moment, in an inn in Donghuang City, several men wearing black robes were sitting. They looked elegant, but there was a hint of evil in their eyes.
"The sect leader has ordered that we must open a branch altar in the Eastern Imperial City this time."
When the man sitting in the middle was talking, waves of fluctuations came from the surrounding world, and the power of the Mysterious Immortal swept out.
"Don't worry, Captain, Donghuang City is just a remote town. With the strength of a few of us, we will be able to develop a large number of helpers in a few days."
The man on the left patted his chest and assured that their black machine sect’s divine arithmetic was top-notch, and relying on their divine arithmetic, they could easily make countless people submit to their black machine sect.
"Don't be careless. Although Donghuang City is not big, it still has crouching tigers and hidden dragons. We should proceed with caution."
The man in the middle looked solemn, and the men sitting on both sides curled their lips, but did not refute.
…
In a teahouse in Donghuang City, the anger on Tian Zijin's face has not gone away. There are three old men sitting opposite him.
"Mr. Tian, why do you need to be like a junior?"
The old man opposite picked up his wine glass and toasted Tian Zijin, signaling him not to think about those unhappy things.
Tian Zijin picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, the anger on his face lightened a lot.
"Mr. Tian, is this person really as trance-like as you said? A colorful cloud of pills appeared."
Another old man asked.
More than half a month has passed since Liu Wuxie refined the soul-healing pill, and Tian Zijin is still brooding about it.
That day, he asked Liu Wuxie about alchemy, but Liu Wuxie rejected him in public, which made him lose face.
Later, there was a conflict. If Lao Kaiyu had not appeared, there might have been a fight.
The three old men sitting opposite Tian Zijin are not Qingyan Dojo instructors. They come from major families in the Eastern Imperial City, and their status is not lower than that of Tian Zijin.
"Creak..."
At this time, the teahouse private room was pushed open, and a child in Tsing Yi walked in.
"Master, according to the spies' report, Liu Wuxie and Ye Linghan have already moved into Xiangjiazhuang."
The boy saluted the four old men and fed back the information he had learned.
"What did he do in Xiangjiazhuang?"
The old man in the middle frowned and said.
"As far as I know, it seems that Xiang Zicheng asked him to refine the elixir."
The old man in the back stroked his beard, with an imperceptible smile on his face.
It seems that someone in Xiangjiazhuang was bribed by him to know this information immediately.
"Since Mr. Tian said that this person is top-notch in alchemy, why don't we go and meet him. If it's just a false reputation, we can expose him on the spot, which can be considered as venting his anger for Mr. Tian."
The old man by the window stood up. Among the four, he was the youngest and the one with the hottest temper.
The four of them are all well-known alchemists in the Eastern Imperial City, and they are all in the same spirit. Naturally, Tian Zijin cannot stand idly by when he is being bullied.
"Mr. Kang is right, we must restore face for Mr. Tian."
The other two people stood up one after another, got up and left the teahouse, heading to Xiangjiazhuang.
"Don't worry, it's getting late. It's unreasonable both emotionally and rationally for us to rush to Xiangjiazhuang like this."
Tian Zijin stopped them.
"Should we just let it go?"
Mr. Kang looked at Tian Zijin, this was not their character.
"Even if we want to go, we can't be the ones taking the lead."
Tian Zijin smiled mysteriously, and the three old men across from him looked at each other and saw the same smiles in each other's eyes.
Liu Wuxie was completely unaware of all this and was still practicing silently.
The trip to the Dragon Burial Mountain Range had brought him great gains.
Especially the mysterious crossbow that is refined is definitely a sneak attack treasure.
It is difficult for ordinary low-level Xuanxian to avoid the crossbow attack if caught off guard.
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Writer!
"Snapped!"
Wen Changxing slapped the table with his palm, and the complete Eight Immortals Table instantly fell into pieces and turned into countless pieces of powder.
He was extremely angry when he learned that Liu Wuxie had returned to Qingyan Dojo and that a large number of masters sent by the Wen family had lost less than half.
Especially Wen Qi, he is the third elder of the Wen family, with a very high status, and he is also an alchemist. Wen Qi provides a large number of elixirs for Wen family disciples.
Wen Qi's death will undoubtedly make things worse for the Wen family.
"Who can tell me what happened? Didn't you say that he must die? Why can he still return to Qingyan Dojo alive?"
Wen Changxing looked at the people below, furious, with veins popping out on his face.
In order to kill Liu Wuxie, they did not hesitate to launch an attack on the city lord's mansion.
The result was good, Liu Wuxie survived, and the Wen family suffered heavy losses.
The key is still unknown, by whose hands Wenqi and the others died.
"Will the head of the family, Elder Wenqi and the others die at the hands of Ye Guhai?"
An elder writer stood up and whispered.
