On Yujing Mountain, when Wei Junshan climbed to the top of the mountain panting, a Taoist priest was already standing there waiting for him.
The Taoist was tall and slender, with an upright face and three long beards. He was wearing a Taoist robe as red as fire. He held a fly whisk in his hand and looked like an immortal Taoist.
This is Feng Taisu, the real master of Yujing among the five great masters of Daqian's generation. Just with this appearance, he is many times better than Wei Junshan.
When Wei Junshan saw Feng Taisu standing here waiting, he said with a sad face: "Master, since you know I'm coming, why don't you give me a hand?"
Feng Taisu frowned and said, "How fat have you become? Even if a Qi practitioner doesn't cultivate the physical body, can't you use Gang Qi to cleanse your body?"
Wei Junshan touched his fat belly and said: "I have gained this body weight based on my own ability. I cannot lose weight. Losing weight will affect my fortune."
"Here's nonsense!"
Feng Taisu frowned: "Did you get the things?"
Wei Junshan hurriedly handed the scroll in his arms to Feng Taisu as if he were offering a treasure. It was the scroll that had been delivered from the coffin.
"The Imperial Master is so good at knowing things. I really didn't expect that I could get something by just pretending to be drunk and saying a few words to attract some unscrupulous people.
But is this thing really so magical that it can bring the dead back to life?"
Feng Taisu smiled half-heartedly and said, "Have you opened it and read it?"
Wei Junshan quickly denied: "I don't dare."
Feng Taisu waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter if you see it, even if you see it, you won't dare to practice it, and you won't dare to touch the Soul Dao technique.
The so-called resurrecting the dead is nonsense. It was deceived by Taoist Qianhun five hundred years ago.
Five hundred years ago, Li Rugong was a general of a country. He held a high position and was indeed a figure. However, his starting point was too low, his ambition was too great, and his brain could not keep up with his strength.
No matter how strong he is, he is still a martial artist, but he was deceived by Qianhun Taoist's words about resurrection from the dead and reincarnation for thousands of lives.
The boundary between life and death cannot be broken even by the legendary beings who have reached the pinnacle. Why should he?
What Taoist Qianhun really masters is the soul-drawing divine guide among the seventy-two magical powers of Guixu Hai Yuhua Mountain. He can sacrifice his body to cast a divine soul, which can bring the power of the soul Tao to its fullest.
It's just that the perfection of the soul path is not the real perfection. The Qianhun Taoist has given up his physical body but still needs a more perfect physical body.
That's why five hundred years ago, he planned to deceive Li Rugong, hoping to spend five hundred years cultivating a perfect body, turning the Thousand Soul Taoist into a Thousand Soul General, integrating soul and body, and cultivating both soul and body. Only then is true perfection.
It's a pity that he is still not ruthless enough. If he had killed all the craftsmen and friends from the nine tribes who built the tomb, this matter might never have been spread."
Wei Junshan nodded and suddenly asked: "Master Imperial Master, are the seventy-two magical powers of Yuhua Mountain really that strong?
But how come I heard that the seventy-two great saints of Yuhua Mountain in the past were all lunatics?"
Feng Taisu laughed twice: "What is a great sage? He who can do what others cannot, is a great sage!"
In the past, the seventy-two people, humans, ghosts and demons in Yuhua Mountain gathered together to exchange their skills and inheritance, and merged with each other. This was a taboo in the world!
But they did create seventy-two supernatural powers that are astonishing to the world, independent of martial arts and Qi refining, and their miraculous powers are almost unsurpassed by anyone in later generations.
For such beings, you can call them madmen or great saints.
Over the past five thousand years, seventy-two supernatural powers have been spread throughout the world, and there are countless descendants.
Everyone knows that they were created by madmen, and even among the seventy-two supernatural powers, most of them are extremely dangerous and evil, but there are still people who practice them tirelessly. Why? Because they can bring power!
In the face of power, do madmen and great saints matter?"
Wei Junshan shook his head. He was not a madman, and the Great Sage was a realm beyond his reach. How could he know this?
"By the way, Master National Master, when those gangsters entered Jiangjun Mountain, I had made predictions about the martial arts.
But why are there two skills in the end? Is it possible that Taoist Qianhun also has a magical power?"
Feng Taisu shook his head and said: "No, according to my information, he is just the successor of the magical power of Soul Drawing. What you calculated should belong to Li Rugong's technique. That one is not important.
When making fortunes, do you still base your fortunes on things? It’s time for you to improve after all these years.”
Although Wei Junshan felt that his prediction was correct, he knew exactly what level the person in front of him was.
Although Feng Taisu was not famous for his divination skills, his attainments in divination skills were far ahead of his own.
Wei Junshan asked, "I want to make progress, but I don't have a chance. I just want to ask you, Master Imperial Master, for some advice."
Naturally, his little thoughts could not be hidden from Feng Taisu.
Looking at the other party with a half-smile, Feng Taisu said calmly: "My method of divination is not the same as your inheritance at all, and you can't learn it even if I want to teach you.
What you predict is about people and things, but what I predict is destiny, destiny!
You can't fight with heaven, you can't fight with destiny. If destiny wants you to die, you won't survive.
For this purpose, I sent two groups of people into it.
The elite warriors under my command were folded into the tomb without even touching the edge. Although Lin Jiuer and the other three became famous in the world of tomb robbing, they also failed.
I dare say that if I send people into it for the third time, no matter how careful I am with my instructions and no matter how many treasures I give them, it will be useless.
But you accidentally revealed the news and attracted some unscrupulous people to join in, but you got the soul-drawing guide. Isn't this fate?
It is destined that I will not be able to get this thing if I "take action", so I obey the fate of fate. I will not take action and let others take action passively.
You can steal your life from the sky, but you can't compete with it."
Wei Junshan nodded as if he understood, but then he seemed to remember something, and said quickly: "Master Imperial Master, there were some minor accidents this time. In addition to those gangsters, there was also Jing Ye.
Si’s people also entered it, and they all came out alive.”
Feng Taisu frowned and said, "Jingyesi? Is he Jingyesi from Donglin County?"
"Yes, he is from Jingyesi of Heyang Prefecture under Donglin County."
Feng Taisu's brows relaxed, and he waved his hand casually and said: "Since you are from Donglin County, it's easy to handle. Don't worry, they can't find it on your head, let alone mine.
As long as the news is delivered to the governor of Donglin County, he will naturally destroy it."
"Why?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on Feng Taisu's lips: "Because he is timid.
If you count all the governors of Jingyesi in all the counties in Daqian, you may not be able to find a person who is more cowardly than him.
Any trouble or accident that comes into his hands, as long as it can be suppressed, he will never reveal it."
Wei Junshan raised his eyebrows: "It turned out to be a turtle with a shrunken head."
"A shrinking head is a shrinking head, but it is not a turtle.
Have you seen any turtle who can serve as a governor in the hinterland of the Central Plains like Donglin County without making any mistakes for more than ten years?"
Feng Taisu waved his hand and said: "Okay, stop talking nonsense. You did a good job this time. Come with me and I will help you enter the Phantom Cave to practice."
When Wei Junshan heard this, he suddenly burst into laughter.
A few drinks and a drunken remark can buy you the qualification to enter the Phantom Spirit Cave to practice. Wei Junshan feels that this business is the most cost-effective one he has ever made in his life.
Although Gu Cheng had guessed some of the arrangements of the big shots in the capital, he definitely didn't know the specific details.
So he just wrote down everything he saw and heard, except for the matter of bloodshed among the seventy-two supernatural powers.
Although Jingyesi said that it is up to him to keep whatever he gets outside the mission or hand it over to exchange for merit points, but the seventy-two magical powers of Yuhua Mountain involve some higher-level characters.
Gu Cheng was not sure whether the other party only wanted the magical power in the hands of Taoist Qianhun, or whether he also wanted to take blood. Anyway, it was better to keep a low profile.
After informing the other Xuanjia guards in the Jingyesi Division of Luo County, Gu Cheng took Zhao Jingming and others to Heyang Mansion, found Meng Hantang and Cui Zijie, and handed over a document containing the details of the incident.
After reading it, Cui Zijie showed a smile on his face, looked at Meng Hantang and said: "I gave you Gu Cheng, but you were still unwilling, what about now? He is a talent, right?
I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to complete this matter at Jiangjun Mountain so well.
Of course, with your character, you may not give those treacherous people a chance to enter the general's tomb, let alone join forces with them."
Meng Hantang shook his head slightly and said: "If Gu Cheng had my strength, he would never join forces with those treacherous people.
He is a person who knows how to handle things clearly and knows when to be ruthless and when to compromise."
Cui Zijie said in surprise: "It's still rare to see you praise a subordinate."
Meng Hantang pointed to the document handed over by Gu Cheng and said in a deep voice: "Lord Commander, let's talk about this issue first. The matter in Jiangjun Mountain is not that simple."
An unpredictable smile appeared on Cui Zijie's face: "In my opinion, it's very simple. No matter who is behind him or what his purpose is, you don't know the character of the adult above.
As long as we hand over the paperwork, it will basically disappear. Even if we want to, we can't.
Big people don’t want to worry about the big shot’s affairs, so why should we worry about it?”