If there was only one Zhu Changcheng, he would still be able to handle it with confidence.
Lin Chong, who had his plans disrupted, forgot about the tree he had asked about before. He originally planned to go to the river bank to check on the situation in the next few days, but he had already forgotten about it after finishing the Hongmen Banquet.
As a result, he missed a very shocking scene and a good opportunity to meet his old friend.
Duanmu Ling stood by the river dressed in white, his clothes rustling in the evening breeze. He watched with interest as several people dug a hole under the willow tree by the river. After digging for a short time, the outline of a bluestone slab was revealed.
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Seeing Shitou Duanmuling's expression change, he waved the group of coolies digging the pit to retreat, and then walked to the bluestone in person.
He took out a thin piece of blueprint from his clothes and looked at it carefully in the moonlight: "This thing is quite interesting." After looking at it for a few times, he stuffed the blueprint back and jumped down into the dug pit.
Gently brushing away the soil on the bluestone, Duanmuling used his fingers to outline the lines on the bluestone, groping for what he was looking for.
He soon showed a smile and pushed aside the sand and stones to reveal a particularly protruding place. "This is it." With a force of his hand, he buckled up the entire protrusion.
There was a square handle under the bulge. Duanmu Ling stared at the handle with a thoughtful expression.
After turning left and right a few times, the Qingshan board shook. Duanmu Ling shook off the sand and gravel on his hands and jumped out.
The bluestone shook for a while and slowly parted from the middle. Below was a dark and bottomless tunnel that led to nowhere.
Duanmuling squinted his eyes and looked at the tunnel for a while, then touched the small square handle again.
The bluestone closed, the tunnel disappeared, Duanmu Ling waved his hand, and the coolies who had hid somewhere came out again, filling the dug hole, leaving people to ambush around.
Duanmu Ling, dressed in white, is one of the deputy sect leaders of the Heaven and Earth Sect, and the right deputy is Bai Wuchang. He is taller than Hei Wuchang, and compared with Nanli, he looks more like someone carrying a box of books to check his homework.
Mr.Teacher.
Without the sharp edges and cold temperament of Yan Li, Duanmu Ling seemed to be always surrounded by the soft white light of the day, as gentle and kind as an elder brother. He was indeed an elder brother, or he once was.
The reason why Tiandimen went to such great lengths to obtain this thin map and find this tunnel entrance was because of a legendary sword.
It is said that the great goddess Nuwa created human beings, and once they have their ideology, human beings will fight. Gonggong and Zhuanxu fought for the emperor, and later they became angry and angered Mount Buzhou.
After Nuwa made stones to mend the sky, there was still one piece of colorful crystal left. Later generations said that it was this stone that gave birth to Monkey, the grandson of the Monkey King.
But there is another theory that Nuwa found Xingtian, who had not yet been beheaded, and tricked him into beating the colorful stone into an extremely sharp sword.
The edge of the sword is composed of purple stars, which symbolizes the aura of the emperor. Xingtian finished the sword, but due to his impure thoughts, the sword aura was too sharp and was still sealed in the mountain.
Later, this sword came to the world, and the sword was named Samsara.
It is said that the Sword of Samsara was acquired by the Yellow Emperor, and the two men of Yan and Huang used this sword to kill Chi You together. Chi You was still very brave before his death, but the sword was stained with his blood and became more violent.
As human beings continue to reproduce, wars and disagreements will appear again and again, and this sword will continue to circulate in the world.
Qin Shihuang obtained the Sword of Samsara and eventually destroyed the six kingdoms and unified them. Qin changed from a remote and backward small country to a unified Qin Dynasty. Qin Shihuang burned books and harassed Confucian scholars, but ultimately did not end well, and the Qin Dynasty only passed down to the second generation of Qin.
After the death of Qin Shihuang, the sword of reincarnation fell into the hands of Xiang Yu. Xiang Yu originally had the opportunity to proclaim himself king and emperor, but the sword was lost because he burned down the Afang Palace and committed suicide in Wujiang River.
Legend has it that everyone who gets this sword will become an emperor on earth, and will eventually become cruel and cruel because of this sword.
Zhao Kuangyin accidentally got the Samsara Sword while fighting in the army. He saw that the sword was extremely sharp and couldn't put it down, so he kept it secretly. After the Chenqiao mutiny, Zhao Kuangyin took over the sword and established the Song Dynasty.
Later, a Taoist pointed out that although Zhao Kuangyin's sword could bring luck to the emperor, its fierceness would definitely harm future generations, and the dynasty he established would not last long.
Zhao Kuangyin didn't believe it at first, but the Taoist told him about his various origins with the sword. Zhao Kuangyin then decided to bear the pain and seal the sword, so as to ensure the long-term prosperity of the Song Dynasty.
After the Sword of Samsara was sealed, the Song Dynasty was indeed stable for a hundred years. Unfortunately, people's calculations are not as good as God's. Even without the Sword of Samsara, the killings would not have ended. However, after the destruction of the Song Dynasty, few people in the world knew about the Sword of Samsara.
Until Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang appeared, it was said that someone had seen an ancient sword in his room, which was most likely the Sword of Samsara.
After Zhu Yuanzhang died, his sons did not know the origin of the sword. Samsara, as his favorite weapon during his lifetime, was placed in his imperial mausoleum and buried with him.
The craftsmen who built the imperial mausoleums all had to die in the end. Due to some strange combination of circumstances, they and Samsara were sealed together in the imperial mausoleums. In this way, the Ming Dynasty continued peacefully for hundreds of years.
The blueprint obtained by Tiandimen happens to be the escape route prepared by the craftsmen who built the imperial tomb back then. Unfortunately, they did not have the opportunity to use it here.
The master of the Heaven and Earth Sect unexpectedly got this blueprint before testing it. The purpose of Duanmuling and Nanli coming to the capital was reincarnation.
It was getting late when Duanmuling left the river bank, so he went into the city and found an inn to stay. The next day he planned to go back to report the situation and wait for further instructions, but unexpectedly the person who sent him the letter the next day arrived first, asking him to
"Stay in Beijing for the time being."
Duanmuling, who had nothing to do, could only walk around and take a look around. Remembering that today was the Qingming Festival, he hesitated and went up the mountain.
There are countless graves under the empty mountain shade. Although it is Qingming Festival, only few people come here.
Most of the people buried in such places are poor and unknown. Either their relatives have died in the war, or they have been forgotten long ago. How can they care about the dead when they can't even fill the stomachs of the living?
Even tomb robbers rarely visit here because there is really nothing to touch.
Duanmuling was dressed in white clothes of fine quality, and he looked like he was either rich or noble. It was really curious that such a person would appear in a place like this.
A few scattered women with children were looking at him secretly. Duanmu Ling was walking leisurely and leisurely, not as if he was visiting a graveyard, but rather as if he was walking in his own backyard.
The walker stopped when he passed a cemetery. His eyes flashed with incredible light, and he rushed forward to catch the young man who was pulling weeds: "Lan Jun!"