Zhan Changfeng twirled Mo Yu's finger, "What did the old gentleman observe from my family fortune?"
"I only observed your destiny when I first met you." It is not a good thing to pry into other people's destiny and be discovered. Qin Shan explained it first before continuing, "At that time, I only saw Although the personal fortune is relatively obvious, the family fortune is very obscure and cannot be seen clearly."
"It's a little strange that the current fate of the Yin Dynasty is with the current emperor, but the fate of China is yours." Qin Shan did not ask Zhan Changfeng if he knew about this, but objectively told himself observation.
"Why is that weird?"
"The luck of heaven and earth can affect the destiny of the country, people, and families, but they are not personal. They are like heaven and earth, supreme. Countries and emperors who are virtuous and powerful can only be praised by destiny."
Qin Shan looked at Zhan Changfeng and spoke cautiously, "If the fate of heaven and earth is to stand beside a certain person to a great extent, it may even appear that 'I laugh at the clear sky, and I am angry at the earthquake and the sea will dry up', unless this person himself is the one in this world." The incarnation of heaven and earth, or like the princes and emperors above, used certain means to change a world into their own, becoming the providence of this world, or they were originally the creators of this world."
Zhan Changfeng felt something was wrong, "But I didn't feel it."
Qin Shan shook his head again, "I'm just telling you what I saw."
He hesitated, "Only emperors can master a realm. Presumably only at that level can you know how to use the destiny of heaven and earth. I can't share your worries."
"Then if this world is destroyed, what impact will it have on me?"
"The rebirth or destruction of all living things has little impact on the destiny of heaven and earth. As long as the foundation of the world remains, the destiny of heaven and earth can be restored. If you mean the disappearance of the entire world, it's hard to say. Maybe it's like a warrior throwing away My own weapon feels a little sad and inconvenient for a short period of time. Maybe it feels like a part of my body has been cut off, I am seriously injured and dying, or I am dead."
Ling Xiaozi said that she was the Emperor of Jialou in her previous life, so she could not be the incarnation or creator of this world.
Xiaoli Realm was once under the rule of Emperor Yuanming, and Emperor Jialou had no chance to replace the providence of this world.
Could it be that besides the Nine Extremes of the Huangquan Sect, there was someone plotting against her?
Is it related to the Founding Emperor? After she inherited the Dragon Armor Divine Seal left by the Founding Emperor, she vaguely felt that she was inseparable from the Yin Dynasty and China. She found that with the help of Qin Shan, most of the fate of humanity was solved. Come here, it will be even less possible to ignore it.
"Has the old gentleman done what he should do?"
"about there."
"When we finish the arrangements here in China, let's go back to Zangyun Stream together."
"Do you know where the evil spirits were suppressed?"
“I don’t know the specifics, I just know it’s somewhere underground.”
Qin Shan sighed, it was such a troubled time.
Zhan Changfeng left Qin Shan for the time being, left the imperial capital, and walked to the forest. He still had doubts, so he forced out a drop of blood from his fingertips and used the soul trace. The place where the blood and qi were drawn was indeed in the palace.
She and Yi Shang are clearly blood relatives, so why aren't they just family members with a family fortune?
Zhan Changfeng couldn't figure it out so she put it down first. She had to go to Taihuang Mountain to find Tude Lun, and then go to the Gui Burial Forest to find out.
Taihuang Mountain rises in the east of China, stretching for 150,000 miles, and borders five counties. The main peak, Lingxiao Peak, is in Rizhao County.
According to the records of the Si Xunfu, there have been many cases of evil spirits harming people in Rizhao and other southwestern counties recently, so I happened to go and have a look.
She walked for an hour, entered the territory of Rizhao, and went straight to Lingxiao Peak.
Lingxiao Peak stands tall and towering, as if it reaches the throne of heaven. It is the highest peak in China. Therefore, emperors of all dynasties have used it as a holy place for Zen.
When she was young, the old emperor took her to the top of the mountain to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth and to comfort the ancestors.
Zhan Changfeng looked at the top of the mountain from the bottom of the mountain. Suddenly, he seemed to see a golden light shrouding the top of the mountain. If he looked closer, there was only vast clouds and mist.
A sense of déjà vu arises spontaneously.
Except for her near-death incident when she was three years old, she remembered everything clearly. Fengchan was also admitted to the hospital when she was three years old, three months before she suffered the surgery.
That day, the old emperor took her hand and asked her to walk up the stone steps by herself, regardless of how tortured the 1,890-meter-high mountain was for a little baby who had difficulty climbing up the stone steps. Miraculously, at that time, she I walked the entire distance without any hesitation and didn't feel tired at all.
Zhan Changfeng thought about it carefully for a while. He was really not tired at all, as if he had received divine help. Yi Changsheng likes to be quiet and doesn't like to move, so she walked up alone that day. She got bored during the walk and asked her to come out to help her walk. After taking a step or two, she came back unhappy and complained about the noise outside. It's so annoying.
Sounds outside?
She remembered that she and the old emperor were walking in front, followed not far behind by the officials, quietly and seemingly without any unnecessary noise.
Yes, there was no sound, it was eerily quiet.
Zhan Changfeng savored the memory carefully. When she was enshrined, the old emperor carried her to the Zhenshan Cauldron. She felt her chest was so tight that she secretly threw the Tude Lun into the Zhenshan Cauldron. But for such a big celebration, With so many people watching, could she really be secretive?
Moreover, the old emperor attached great importance to Tu De Lun. Even if he didn't notice it at the time, after returning to the palace, he never found that Tu De Lun was gone?
How did she return to the palace?
It seems that I was tired when I went down the mountain. After taking a nap, I was in the palace bedroom.
Zhan Changfeng carefully scrutinized her memory at that time, and there were some problems but no problems. She was too young at the time and had no concept of time, so she couldn't find anything about time, but she remembered that she was studying the Thousand-Character Classic the day before Feng Chan.
"Disappeared for a day?" Zhan Changfeng was very surprised, because the day after the Feng Chan ended, Mr. Qi Meng said to her, "Your Highness, let's review what we learned the day before."
Why did I learn it the day before yesterday and not yesterday? Where did "yesterday" go?
Thinking about it now, Taihuang Mountain Fengchan was more like a dream for her. Could it be that she fell into a fever and coma during this "yesterday" and had a lengthy dream?
Thinking about Feng Chan, it's not quite right in itself.
Fengchan is usually only held when there is a change of dynasty or when the heaven is peaceful and auspicious. The emperor reports to heaven and earth his great achievements in reorganizing the world, indicating that the emperor accepts the destiny of governing the world.
But at that time, the Yin Dynasty was in a turbulent situation, so how could he go to Zen with such fanfare?
It would take half a month to get from the imperial capital to Rizhao County, even by horse-drawn carriage. Moreover, the Marquis of Yan, who was entrenched in Rizhao County, was very restless with his own troops.
The more she thought about it, the more horrified she became. If it was just a dream, it would be too real. How could she completely dream about the Lingxiao Peak that she had never seen before?
Zhan Changfeng climbed up the steps. The stone steps and the stones beside the road were all exactly the same.
In addition, how should she explain the Tu De Lun that she threw into the tripod of Zhenshan? If it was a dream, why did the Tu De Lun disappear?
Zhan Changfeng didn't have any magical skills. He walked up step by step and restored the scene in his dream. The scenery was exactly the same. What exactly was wrong?
When she saw the Taoist temple in the mountains, she was inexplicably surprised. There was no such Taoist temple in her memory.
Taihuang Mountain is a holy place for Zen. There are countless Taoist temples on the mountain. She noticed something strange in her memory. In her memory, she did not see any Taoist temples along the road.
Zhan Changfeng stepped on the forest path and approached this Taoist temple. He looked at its architecture. It was at least a hundred years old and was definitely not built in more than ten years.
knock knock
She knocked on the closed vermilion door, her footsteps getting closer.
An old Taoist priest opened the door and said, "Why are you here? If you want to visit, please hand over a note of worship to the mountain first."
This is obviously not a Taoist temple that opens its gates widely to welcome pilgrims. It prefers to live in seclusion and practice.
"Excuse me, I would like to ask you a question." Zhan Changfeng cupped his hands and held the Taoist ceremony, "Excuse me, more than ten years ago, did the late emperor come to this place to enshrine Zen?"
The old Taoist priest looked at her suspiciously, waved his hand repeatedly, and closed the door.
Zhan Changfeng pursed his thin lips slightly and tilted his head to look at the top of the mountain. Is it true or false, a dream?
