395: Borrowing a chicken to lay eggs, moral banner
After a few breaths of silence, she said regretfully: "It's just that this has always been a legend."
"Even in ancient times, this secret has never been confirmed, and I don't know whether it is true or false."
Speaking of this, Lan Yu's voice was a little low: "It's a pity that this array was destroyed by the Lieyang True Fire..."
"The blazing sun is true fire."
Zuo Chongming squinted his eyes: "One of Demon God Mountain's favorite spells. Legend has it that the sun is blazing in the sky and the earth is scorched for thousands of miles... This method can indeed destroy the formation map made of unicorn skin."
Lan Yu muttered in confusion: "That's true, but I haven't heard of any deep hatred between Demon God Mountain and Qilin Pavilion."
Zuo Chongming said nonchalantly: "Maybe this happened after you entered nirvana."
Although there are not many historical records about the catastrophes in ancient times, there are only a few words, which are extremely terrifying.
But Zuo Chongming knew that those monks and gods had been fighting foreign enemies for hundreds of years... It was a long war.
"It's a pity, the damaged formation is meaningless."
"Who says it's meaningless?"
Zuo Chongming sneered and put away the formation map with his backhand: "Just because you don't know, it doesn't mean that no one knows. Don't forget that the Dragon Clan has been surviving until now."
Lan Yu lowered his head listlessly: "Even if the dragon clan's inheritance is still intact, it is impossible to understand the top secrets of the Qilin clan."
"Not always."
Zuo Chongming chuckled: "There is something you may not know. The Dragon Ancestor back then... was indeed somewhat involved with Qilin Pavilion."
Lan Yu's eyes revealed a gossipy look: "Is there still this matter? Are you trying to deceive me?"
Zuo Chongming shook his head and replied thoughtfully: "I can lie to you, but Wentian Jade Scroll and Dun Yishu can't."
"The hexagram shows that the people most closely related to this roll of animal skin are the dragons... If you want to repair or analyze it, you must find them."
Lan Yu asked curiously: "Then what are you going to do?"
"Borrowing a chicken to lay eggs."
Zuo Chongming thought for a while and decided to throw this thing to the Red Sea Demon King and use his hand to deliver it to the Dragon Clan.
The Qilin Ancestral Land has been very mysterious since ancient times, and no one can be sure what good things are there.
Given the greedy nature of the dragons, it's only wonder they can endure it.
…
At this time.
Qi Hao's voice sounded outside the hospital: "Master Hou, Miss Tang is back."
Zuo Chongming didn't react for a moment: "Who? Which Miss Tang?"
Qi Hao scratched his head and said: "Tang Wenwen, the one from Yantian Sect, and its sect leader, Ji Haoran and others."
When the Yantian Sect was mentioned, Zuo Chongming suddenly came back to his senses.
The reason why he agreed to Tang Wenwen to rescue Ji Haoran and the people of the Yantian Sect was that he would recommend his sect leader.
With his current status, no matter how noble the leader of the Yantian Sect is, he would not dare to put on airs and ask him to visit him in person.
Therefore, it must be the Yantian Sect who came to worship Zuo Chongming.
"Let them in."
Zuo Chongming waved his hand, casually put away the list of gods, pinched a grape and put it in his mouth.
Soon, with the sound of footsteps, a group of seven or eight people were seen filing into the hospital.
There are young ones and there are old ones.
The leader was a powerful middle-aged man and a tall and thin old man.
It is not difficult to tell from the positions where Tang Wenwen and Ji Haoran are standing that the middle-aged man should be from the Ji family and the latter from the Yantian Sect.
Even if you pick any one of these people, they are all at least ten years older than Zuo Chongming.
But judging from the demeanor of both parties, Tang Wenwen was more restrained and nervous.
Especially the relatively younger men and women who were following behind, all had an uneasy look on their faces.
It stands to reason that they are all carefully selected elites and have rich experience, so they will not be so miserable.
But the problem is that the pressure on Zuo Chongming is so strong that it doubles the pressure on their hearts and makes it difficult to breathe.
It wasn't until Zuo Chongming looked away that everyone heaved a sigh of relief, and several young people even felt scared.
"sit."
Zuo Chongming knocked on the table and concentrated on peeling the grapes: "I have heard about the name of Master Tianyan for a long time, and now I can see him. He is well-deserved."
The old man hid the caution in his eyes and sat down respectfully: "Zuo Hou has praised me so much, I feel ashamed to deserve it."
Zuo Chongming looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Sect Master, do you know why I want to introduce you through Tang Wenwen?"
The old man coughed lightly: "I really don't know."
Of course this is bullshit, it’s strange that he doesn’t know.
The reason for doing this was, at best, to give him face, but to be honest, it was... to add a favor and use it to suppress him.
Zuo Chongming rescued Tang Wenwen and the masters in the sect. This was a huge favor.
As long as the other party doesn't make excessive demands, he will have to hold his nose and admit it.
"Tea please."
Zuo Chongming took a sip of tea and said calmly: "What do you think is the general trend of the world today?"
"chaos."
The old man opened his mouth and let out a sigh, but in his heart he cursed - it was finally here.
"yes."
Zuo Chongming seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "In such a chaotic situation, I don't know how many people have been destroyed. Can you really bear to watch like this?"
When the old man touched his current smile, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in his heart, and asked tentatively: "I wonder what the meaning of what the Marquis said?"
Although he asked this question, in his heart he was already scolding Zuo Zhongming bloody.
Before he came, he inquired that Zuo Chongming had sold several million yuan worth of arms and equipment at an exhibition some time ago.
What kind of concept is this?
It is no exaggeration to say that Zuo Chongming's behavior is equivalent to pouring another bucket of oil on the fire and throwing another pot of oil on the fire.
At least hundreds of millions of civilians were killed because of Zuo Chongming’s arms and equipment, and their blood flowed like rivers...
But now….
The chief culprit who promoted the war sat in front of him in a high-sounding manner, accusing him of the Tianyan Sect for not saving the people of Li.
This, this nonsense... is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.
Is it really magical realism?
"well……"
Zuo Chongming looked compassionate: "In troubled times, you go out to help the people. This is what a martial artist should do. Isn't that what a practitioner should do?"
"Master Hou doesn't know something."
The corner of the old man's mouth twitched: "We, the Tianyan Sect, have few disciples, we are ambitious but weak, and we are worried about self-protection. How can we help the people of the world?"
"Do your best and obey destiny."
Zuo Zhongming’s sincere advice: “No matter what you do, you can’t just give up just because it’s unsuccessful, right?”
"I dare to ask you, have you ever reached the Dharma state after practicing hard for so many years? If not, wouldn't your whole life have been in vain?"
"So, no matter how slim the hope is, we must do our best, right? There is a saying in Buddhism that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."
"I……"
The old man's mouth was half-opened, and his face was full of astonishment.
How dare you, a man like you, lick your face and feed me chicken soup? How shameless are you?
Bear it, bear it some more...
After a while, the old man gritted his teeth and said: "Zuo Hou's words are like a knife, sharp and sharp. I am far inferior. May I ask what Zuo Hou wants my Tianyan Sect to do?"
Seeing that Zuo Chongming had been holding high the banner of morality, the old man felt that he was not as thick-skinned as Zuo Chongming. He really couldn't handle it, so he took the initiative to make it clear.
"Save the common people."
Zuo Chongming put down his teacup, sat upright with a high sense of righteousness, and said righteously, patting the table: "Don't you think something is wrong?"
"Ah this..."
The old man's eyelids couldn't help but twitch. He was so stunned by his shameless and shameless nonsense that he fell into a daze.
He finally understood what Zuo Chongming meant.
He asked Tianyan Sect to rely on the reputation accumulated over the years and use all means to help the people affected by the war.
Of course, this is conversational talk, just listen to it.
In fact, Zuo Chongming let Tianyan Sect use his fame to stir up trouble everywhere by deduction, causing all forces to fall into complete chaos.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the more chaotic the situation in the world is and the more wars break out, the more powerful Zuo Chongming's arms become...
By then, all the benefits will be taken away by Zuo Chongming, and the blame will be placed on Tianyan Sect's forehead.
As the current leader of the sect, the old man is afraid that he will become a sinner for the ages and be pointed at his spine and reviled...
Zuo Chongming’s plan can’t be said to be innocuous!
"Hou..."
The old man's face gradually turned livid, and he clenched his fists tightly.
He really wanted to get angry on the spot, slap Zuo Chongming hard on the face, and spit happily, scolding the guy.
However, the reality is cruel, because Zuo Chongming held high the banner of morality and suppressed him from the moral high ground.
Not only morality, but also strength.
"According to my deduction."
Zuo Chongming said quietly: "In today's world, although there are many heroes vying for the throne and heroes emerging in large numbers, most of them are brave and foolhardy and cannot be promoted."
"The one who truly has the ability to unify the world is none other than Nan Sheng, the king of Zheng. He has a noble destiny, Ziwei Xingyao, and is a true holy emperor and wise king."
"..."
The old man's face trembled fiercely. This was a bullshit deduction. This was the copy Zuo Chongming asked him to publicize to the outside world.
Zuo Chongming raised his glass with a smile: "What do you think the outcome of this deduction is?"
"...Very, very good."
The old man felt that his throat was extremely dry and his voice became extremely hoarse.
Seeing this, Zuo Chongming couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that your results are consistent with mine. It's true that heroes have the same vision."
The old man stopped talking completely, his mentality was a bit broken, and he was a bit autistic.
Favors, morality, strength... they are all suppressed by the other party. What can he say? What can he dare to say?
"Your Majesty understands justice so well, I deeply admire you."
Seeing this, Zuo Chongming smiled and raised his glass: "I would like to take out the "Dun Yi Shu", which is the inheritance of the ancient Tianji Pavilion and the most ancient and modern book, and discuss it with you."
Escape a book?
The old man with a bitter look on his face suddenly raised his head when he heard this and looked at him in disbelief.
Although his face was full of horror, the burning heat in his eyes completely exposed his desire.
Subconsciously, the old man's Adam's apple twitched and he swallowed hard.
He opened his mouth to say something.
But when the words came to his mouth, they seemed to be blocked by some inexplicable force. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't utter even a word of rejection.