Chapter 405: The Great Secret of King Yuan! Taizu Handwriting

The five mountains are majestic, like a palm print.

The core of the genius training camp is like a placenta, held in the palm of this huge hand.

"Tsk tsk, this blessed place in the talent training camp is really extraordinary."

With Li Chaoqian's acquiescence, Zhou Dao spent a night in the talent training camp for the first time.

As a great instructor, he still has this authority.

However, as Zhou Dao [Special Envoy of Supervision], let alone just staying overnight, even practicing here for a period of time is nothing.

The alpine pavilion overlooking the talent training camp, looking at the layout of the universe here, Zhou Dao felt more and more extraordinary.

"Five hearts to heaven, innate Nirvana!"

In ancient times, Taoist priests hid in famous mountains and rivers, comprehended nature, practiced secret techniques, connected with heaven and earth with unique "Indian style", resonated with the same frequency, absorbed spiritual energy, reconciled themselves, and practiced supernatural powers.

This is called Five Hearts to Heaven.

The pattern of the genius training camp coincides with this phenomenon. The five fingers of the mountains are like five human bodies, pointing to the sky to connect and guide, supporting the innate placenta, nurturing natural good fortune, and deriving immortality.

With such a blessed place, gathering luck, and miraculous Zhong Ling, it is no wonder that the Department of Monster Control is not declining. Every generation has great masters, shocking the world.

Such a secret realm is not inferior to those mountain gates of Daoist sects at all.

"I heard that this blessed land of cave heaven was relocated from another place by Taizu with great supernatural powers, and bestowed on the first generation of the chief minister." Jiang Yuan whispered.

"Later, the first chief executive placed this blessed place in the Three Kings Temple as the base for the talent training camp."

"Change the day to change the day, move mountains and fill the sea!?" Zhou Dao couldn't help being speechless when he heard this.

This is a supernatural power that was only recorded in ancient Taoist books, and he always thought it was just a legend.

The so-called changing the sky and changing the sun, moving mountains and filling the sea, actually refers to this kind of cave heaven and blessed place. They hide the world inside and form a universe of their own.

Although it is not a real world, it is as concrete as it is.

In ancient times, many Taoist priests practiced hidden in the mountains.

In order to seek the way of longevity, some mortals go to the mountains to find the fairy fate, most of them have searched for decades in vain,

nothing.

But there are still people who strayed into the ancient cave, but they were able to worship under the immortal master.

That's because, in ancient times, Taoist sects were hidden in caves and blessed places for cultivation. Those ancient caves were the entrances, how could ordinary people find them?

Destined to be destined, even gods only save destined people.

There is a record in "The Work Manual of Yuyaosi". In ancient times, there was a scholar who failed the exams repeatedly, so he fled to the deep mountains to practice.

In a trance, fifty years passed with a flick of a finger.

The scholar is old and desolate, and he yells at the gods and Buddhas he enshrines. He is so sincere, but he has not obtained the fate.

At this moment, the woodcutter broke into the door.

Fifty years have passed, and the woodcutter has not changed in any way. He said with a smile that as a scholar, his fate is too shallow, and the cave he lives in is the abode of gods.

However, for fifty years, the scholar never even called on him. He missed the opportunity in vain, and his speech turned into a wisp of green smoke that soared up and dissipated.

The scholar was shocked, and hurried down the mountain to look for the ancient cave where the woodcutter lived all the year round, but it was hard to find the vast mountain.

Since then, no one has seen the scholar again, but occasionally heard the sound of wailing and pain in the mountains, and the mournful cry was endless.

The heaven and the blessed place, the good fortune of the heaven and the earth, the treasures of yin and yang, the mysterious essence of the sun and the moon, the changes of the four seasons, and the hidden universe.

Such a spiritual residence is impossible for mortals to encounter, but the Taizu was able to transfer it cautiously by means of the sky, and his supernatural powers are so strong that he is like a fairy or a god.

Even Zhou Dao couldn't help being speechless.

"It's no wonder that such a troubled world can create this immortal country."

"Although this blessed place was bestowed on the first chief minister, the Taizu often came here in his later years."

Jiang Yuan got up and pointed to the east.

"There is a thatched hut there. It is said that it was the place where Taizu lived when he was young."

At that time, Taizu was living in the wilderness, and he met the first chief minister, met by chance when he was young, and spent a difficult time in poverty.

Later, Taizu moved the thatched hut here because he was grateful for what happened when he was young.

From then on, the first generation chief minister always retreated in that thatched hut.

"Grandfather is really nostalgic." Zhou Dao said softly.

This kind of past made the emperor who created the eternal foundation a little more humane, with flesh and blood, unlike what the storyteller said, ruthless is the emperor's family.

"Xiao Yuanzi, with your current strength, you should be one of the best in the talent training camp."

Zhou Dao changed the subject and asked about Jiang Yuan's recent situation.

Jiang Yuan was taken aback, and smiled awkwardly: "That's right, but it's still too weak to be invincible."

"..."

Next to him, Wang Xuanzhi, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but rolled his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yuan.

Good guy, this brat speaks modestly, but why does it sound weird?

What is this place? How long has he been in the genius training camp, the place where the geniuses gather? Just step on the horse and want to sweep the invincible?

How can this brat be as virtuous as Zhou Dao?

"Your current strength is pretty good. Is there anyone here who can compete with you?" Zhou Dao became interested.

On the same day, he witnessed the battle between Jiang Yuan and Wu Jiangchuan on the training ground.

Today's Jiang Yuan is no longer what it used to be. He has completely integrated the [Nirvana Pupil] and released that incomparable power.

Such Jiang Yuan actually has a kid of the same age who can compete with him.

"Yes, but not many, for example, the person who came with Wu Jiangchuan that day."

Jiang Yuan thought for a while, and announced a name: "Wang Tong!"

With Jiang Yuan's current cultivation base, there are not many people in the "Genius Training Camp" that he can't see through, but Wang Tong must be counted as one.

He is very different, he doesn't seem to have any background, and he doesn't participate in any battles, but his strength is beyond doubt.

Jiang Yuan once fought against Wang Tong briefly during several trials, which can only be described in one sentence.

That is unfathomable.

"He seems to be familiar with the Taoism of the Longevity Gate..."

"Longevity Gate!?" Zhou Dao was stunned for a moment, and immediately revealed a look of deep thought.

"The members of your talent training camp are a bit miscellaneous. Why do you have everyone? Don't you just look at talent and not check it?" Zhou Dao was a little puzzled.

Leaving aside this Wang Tong, those vassals who really come out of the [Genius Training Camp] may not necessarily join the Yuyaosi.

Especially people from the Wu family are very likely to enter the Imperial Palace.

Isn't this spending your own resources to train talents for other forces?

"So you don't know something." Wang Xuanzhi grinned.

"Whoever enters the genius training camp, once he graduates, he must enter the Monster Control Division and serve for thirteen years. He must not quit. Otherwise, he will be punished as treason. This is the law of the court."

"This..." Zhou Dao was stunned.

This is tantamount to signing a contract of sale in disguise. In thirteen years, with such a complex and sophisticated organization as Yuyaosi, it is still possible to wash your brains.

For thirteen years, he basically stayed in Yuyaosi in his youthful years. Even if he had to leave at that time, he would probably have to weigh the pros and cons to see if he had a place in other places.

"Xiao Yuanzi, take me to see the place where the first generation retreated." Zhou Dao got up and said.

"Okay." Jiang Yuan greeted: "Brother Zhou, I will go to the [Meteor Market] in two days to retreat, do you want to come together?"

"Meteor Ruins? Where is that place?"

"It is said that Taizu was robbed in that place..."

...

The three of them walked all the way and disappeared in Lingcui Mountain.

In the distance, above the nine-story building.

Wang Tong looked at the long clouds and mist, and slowly withdrew his gaze.

"Mr. Wang, I heard from the instructor that Jiang Yuan is likely to go to [Meteor Ruins]." Wang Tong didn't turn his head, his voice was dignified.

"I didn't expect him to be so courageous. He is clearly the best in the crowd, but he still wants to force himself to die."

"What a pompous brat."

In the room, a young man in Taoist robes sat at the table, sipping the tea in front of him.

Wang Tong couldn't help but look up.

If it wasn't for the [Mr. Wang] in front of him, perhaps he would not have been able to appear in the [Genius Training Camp] in this life, and be with the sons of princes and princes in the capital, who are the proud of the world.

"That place looks like a scene of the capital city, where the ancients are remembered. The ruins of the palaces of the past actually hide dangers underneath." Mr. Wang said indifferently.

"In the past, the Taizu was robbed there. He became a demon and fell into the world of mortals. He lost his life in vain. The fate of the emperor has never been passed on in vain."

"Taizu died?" Wang Tong's face changed slightly, and he couldn't believe it.

"If someone hadn't used the power to reach the sky at that time and had the ability to return to heaven, I am afraid that the world of Great Qin would not have existed." Mr. Wang said softly.

Meteorite Market, also known as Emperor Meteorite Market, just avoided the word Emperor for the sake of taboo.

"There is such a secret!?" Wang Tong murmured softly, lost in thought.

"That place has an extraordinary history. It is said that it was originally a corner of the big tomb enshrined in the [Yuanwang Fahui]..."

Mr. Wang's voice stopped abruptly.

Wang Tong's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but ask, "Big tomb?"

"You don't need to know these things." Mr. Wang shook his head and looked out of the window: "In counting the days, the King Yuan Fa Conference is about to begin."

"Samsung has come out with two."

"What do you mean?" Wang Tong was puzzled.

He knew that the Yuan King Fahui, held once in thirty-three years, was one of the biggest grand gatherings in the world.

Throughout the ages, it has been presided over by 【Chiling Palace】.

However, according to Mr. Wang's meaning, there are still certain conditions for the opening of the Yuan Wang Fahui.

"The times make heroes... Before the King Yuan Ceremony begins, the celestial phenomena will change. On the dragon veins, three stars will gather, and the tomb will appear, and the King Yuan Ceremony will really start." Mr. Wang whispered.

At that time, only those who hold the [Dharma Bone] can participate in the puja.

"The [Calamity Star] and the [Magic Star] are all out, and now the only thing missing is the [Bad Star]." Mr. Wang looked out the window, thoughtful.

Now all major forces in the world can notice that the sky above the capital has already changed.

The [Calamity Star] has just appeared, and the [Magic Star] has just appeared, and now the second of the three stars has appeared, only the [Bad Star] is missing.

Of course, ordinary masters don't know who should take the positions of [Calamity Star] and [Magic Star].

But no matter who they are, these three people will play an extremely important role in the [Yuan King Fa Conference], with far-reaching influence.

"Calamity star, magic star, evil star?" Wang Tong's eyelids twitched lightly.

Yuan Wang Fa Conference is a grand event in the world, why are the conditions for opening it so ominous? It all sounds very weird.

"Who could it be?"

Mr. Wang murmured softly that his cultivation had reached the peak of the refining realm, and he was also one of the seeds to participate in this [Yuan Wang Fa Conference].

But even so, like most monks, he can only see the general changes in the celestial phenomena.

Even the strong in the real world may not be able to peek into the future.

Only those high-ranking bosses can vaguely catch a glimpse of the secret.

However, they are aloof, like immortals and gods, watching everything silently from a very high place, waiting quietly.

All directions can't move, sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, this is the real behind-the-scenes.

"Maybe it's the one who abolished Wucang Mountain."

Mr. Wang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a thought flashed through his mind.

Even a dandy and lunatic like Wu Cangshan dared to kill him. With such a ferocious nature, it is very likely that he should be assigned the position of [Murder Star].

"Or that mysterious strong man named Zhou Dao."

Another guess emerged in Mr. Wang's mind.

Ordinary monks may not be clear about it, but to become the most outstanding successor of Xuantian Temple, Wang Fanchen knows that not long ago, the mysterious strongman named Zhou Dao turned out to flatten the incense altar of Imperial Palace, killed three thousand disciples, and even Julien, Chen Xiuyuan, and Ye Liuyun all died at his hands.

With such viciousness, he directly ranked second on the most wanted list of the Imperial Palace.

From this point of view, this person named Zhou Dao also fits the sign of the [bad star].

However, now, apart from his name, all parties know nothing about him, as if he has been obliterated for no reason.

"Or that... Lord Yan!?"

Thinking of the most wanted list, Wang Fanchen naturally thought of [Yan Jun] who ranked third.

It was rumored outside that this person was a disciple of Li Zangfeng, who was extremely mysterious and only briefly appeared in the Lin'an Mansion. He killed Wu Yuanmeng, a disciple of Chiling Palace, and even lost the life of a real-world expert for this reason.

Turned out to be born, fierce like a demon, such a character will never remain unknown, maybe it is just in line with the [bad star] karma!

"It may also be the murderous man who abolished the son of the protector of the country not long ago..."

Wang Fanchen's brain was running fast, and he immediately thought of several possibilities.

However, God's will is unpredictable, before the real "bad star" appears, anyone can do it.

...

[Genius Training Camp] In the northeast corner, on a small slope.

Three thatched houses stood there alone.

If it hadn't been for hearing that this was the retreat place of the first head of the Yuyao Division, Zhou Dao deeply felt that in such a blessed place, a building like this should be directly demolished just like the Sunset Sect Taoist Temple back then.

"It wasn't easy in the first generation of the general manager. Life was too hard."

Zhou Dao couldn't help being speechless.

It is hard to imagine that Taizu lived in this kind of place with the first generation for quite a long time when he was young.

No wonder the thatched cottage was moved here after the founding of the country.

This is reminiscing bitterness and sweetness.

Let's just say that here, Zhou Dao didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear that the room would be blown away.

"When the first chief executive was young, he relied on weaving straw mats to support his family. As for the great grandfather, he got to know the first chief chief because he stole... cared for the disabled." Wang Xuanzhi said softly.

The living conditions of these two people from such backgrounds can be imagined.

On weekdays, few people come here, and occasionally they come here to pay homage to the relics of their ancestors and pay their respects.

Zhou Dao carefully moved the door of the house to the side and walked in.

There is only one clean bed in the small room, with a blue-gray futon on it.

It is said that this is an ancient relic, which was compiled by the first chief executive himself. It is not a treasure, but it has historical significance.

The wall was empty, except for a picture of characters hanging on it, with a simple horizontal line on it, which was the character "one".

The number one "one" in the world!

"Whose handwriting is this? Why hang it here, it's too scribbled." Zhou Dao whispered.

Although it was just a simple "one", it was like a strong wind blowing.

"It is said that this is Taizu's handwriting." Jiang Yuan said solemnly.

"Written by Taizu? No wonder it looks like a king!" Zhou Dao nodded and said seriously.

"I heard that after the emergence of the first chief executive, the great grandfather often came here, sitting for a whole day." Jiang Yuan said lightly.

Recalling the past years, young and frivolous, there is a period of youthful youth that cannot be traced back.

Even for a giant like Taizu, it is precious.

Zhou Dao looked at the picture, his heart was touched, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and stretched it out.

The moment he touched the scroll, ripples appeared, like a long river flowing, and the light and shadow in front of him continued to gather and disperse.

rumbling...

Still in this thatched house, on the futon, a terrifying figure sat cross-legged, his whole body was shrouded in terrifying blood.

"This is..." Zhou Dao was startled.

Even though it was just fragments of light and shadow, the figure in front of him clearly hadn't broken through the shackles of the refining realm, but it still brought him an extremely terrifying sense of oppression.

In the refining realm, it seems that there are no secrets at all in front of this human being.

rumbling...

At this moment, nine streaks of light flew out from that terrifying figure, and secret lines emerged, ancient and mysterious.

"Fagu!?" Zhou Dao opened his eyes wide.

Those are the Nine Great Dharma Bones, which were used by this terrifying human being in front of him to practice and comprehend the secret marks.

His blood energy is roaring like a real dragon, circulating among the nine magic bones, constantly tempering and transforming.

Zhou Dao was refreshed by such a strange way of cultivation, as if he had opened an unprecedented door.

"The balance in the world is the truth, and the right way to control monsters with magic."

"Blind man, you fart, everything in nature should be used by me, and demons can also be used as weapons."

At this moment, a harsh quarrel came from outside the thatched hut, extremely intense.

"Do whatever you want, the law can use all things, you must be a saint, you can't do it, just one thought, it's like entering the magic way."

"When the Buddha is angry, he can also turn into a heavenly demon and destroy the common people. The way of practice should be like this. Suppress the inner demon, transcend the ordinary and become holy, and then you can save all living beings."

The argument between the two grew louder.

"Blind man, let's ask Boss Qin for a review."

rumbling...

At this moment, on the futon, the terrifying figure suddenly stopped cultivating, his blood energy dissipated, and the nine magic bones returned to his body.

It was a black-haired boy with bulging eyebrows and a faint scar on his forehead.

He pushed open the door and walked out, and two teenagers of similar age greeted him.

One of them was leaning on a blind cane with his eyes closed, and the other was tall and wild.

"You come to judge, just now..." the blind man whispered.

The black-haired boy raised his hand and shook: "I heard it."

"Boss Qin, who do you think is right?" The wild boy refused to let go.

The black-haired boy raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the bright sunshine in the distance, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and uttered a sentence.

"Practice is the only criterion for testing truth!"

When the voice fell, it was like thunder and mighty waves, and the light and shadow in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Dao stood in the thatched hut, looking at the hanging scroll in front of him, his eyes widened with splendor.

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