Chapter 52: Strange

It is no wonder that Zhu Hanwen asked this question. When he stepped into the house, he noticed that the entire building had a Yin-gathering array, making the place that was already filled with Yin-Evil aura even more strange and gloomy. At this time, Hou Lie was stunned by Yan Shenggong with one finger and was at the time when the six gods were left unattended. If the evil spirits took advantage of the situation and became confused, wouldn't it be even worse?

"I asked Zhao Banzi to set up the Yin Gathering Array. This guy is so slim that he will not be invaded by evil spirits. The old masters in the Confucian door cherish their tight feathers. When they see that there is no evil spirit lurking, they will not investigate in depth, so that they will get contaminated with Yin energy." Fan Zhen boredly fiddling with the light ball on the ground, and said without raising his head. Zhao Banzi was laughing with her hands, spreading her hands to mean that she would not blame me for this matter.

When Zhu Hanwen heard this, he couldn't help but look at Fan Zhen repeatedly. Fan Zhen felt so angry when he saw it, and said, "Why are you looking at me?"

"What are you doing? Don't get me wrong. Why didn't you find such a decisive mother before... The girl is quite meticulous."

"... Are you okay? How about the Fu Zi? Get the matter done quickly and get back to Putuo Mountain with me to get the case."

"What does it mean to be arrested? I was wronged!"

"You have to go back and explain clearly to me if you are wronged or not. The mutton fat jade bottle will not let me attack you, but I didn't say that I won't let me pass on your news to the sect. If you are slow, I will send you back and send someone to catch you." Fan Zhen felt more and more annoyed and kicked the light ball aside. He happened to be caught by Zhao Banzi and squatted on the ground and fiddled with it. It seemed that the two of them were indeed boring.

He no longer argued with Fan Zhen. When Zhu Hanwen saw that it was still early, he simply sat cross-legged and practiced. He benefited a lot from the purple literary aura in the Scholars. He needed to hurry up and improve his cultivation and strive to control the mystery of the Book of Changes as soon as possible.

When Fan Zhen and Zhao Banzi saw Zhu Hanwen saying that they would immediately be able to get cross-legged into concentration when they started practicing. The reason why they were so bored was because they could not calm down and enter into concentration under the surrounding of this evil spirit. Fortunately, Fan Zhen was a little mentally prepared for Zhu Hanwen's magicality. Zhao Banzi's evaluation of Zhu Hanwen suddenly arose. After all, if you can have such concentration at such a young age, you will have such concentration. The future achievements of this son are limitless.

Zhu Hanwen naturally didn't know what the two of them were thinking at this time. He focused on mobilizing the purple qi absorbed in the morning to condense it from all over his body into the sea of ​​consciousness to nourish the "Fengyue Baojian". However, he did not expect that all the purple qi was absorbed by the Book of Changes as soon as it was transferred into the sea of ​​consciousness, and the absorption speed was getting faster and faster. Not long after, all the purple qi that he had finally transferred into the sea of ​​consciousness was absorbed completely.

At this time, the Book of Books was like a hungry baby. When they found that the purple air was gone, they divided several dark golden lines and spread them all along the eight extraordinary meridians, absorbing all the remaining purple air in their bodies. Until the last ball of purple air was absorbed, the lines walked in the body for another round of heaven. The Book of Books was still unsatisfied and took back the lines. Then they rolled the book lazily, as if a full baby was turning over comfortably. After turning over, a bamboo slip was unveiled, and a line of small seal script appeared on it like flowing water. Zhu Hanwen carefully identified it and said, "In the past, Emperor Yao, he was smart and thoughtful, and lived in the world. He would be inferior to the position and let Yu Shun be the Yao dialect."

Until the word "Yao Dian" came out, the entire sea of ​​consciousness was boiling up, and layers of waves were rolling up like worship, "Fengyue Baojian" retreated far away to the edge and respectfully upright his body. Zhu Hanwen slowly opened his eyes, and two golden lights burst out from his eyes, and the evil in the entire building swept away and quiet. A faint purple aura slowly descended from the sky in the east and came.

Not far away, Yansheng Gong, who was meeting guests in the lobby of Yansheng Gong Mansion, felt a little moved. He looked up at the old man sitting opposite him and lowered his head to drink tea. The old man was wearing a long cloth gown, a square scarf, and cloth shoes. He had a slender figure and was meticulously combed with long white beards. He looked both frugal and exquisite.

"Do you feel something about the Lord Yangshan?" Yan Shenggong asked. This old man was Yang Zhen's uncle and Yang Xuangan, the owner of Songyang Academy!

"Last time Ziqi came to the east, Xun Wenqian, the mountain master of Wenjin Academy, learned about "Yi Li"? The situation back then was not as good as this time. It seems that I don't know which fellow practitioner understood the teachings of a higher level of saint, so we should go and congratulate me. I will let go and discuss it before I find the culprit. We will congratulate the new Confucian scholar first." Although Yang Xuangan's face was not on the verge of ancient wells, he could still hear from his words. What he valued was the overall rise and fall of Confucianism in his mind. As a great scholar of the times, he still had the minimum vision and mind of the foresight and mind.

Of course, Zhu Hanwen knew that the noise was a bit loud, so he hurriedly asked Fan Zhen to take Hou Lie to move, while he himself came to the courtyard wall of the Confucian Temple again, hiding his body and climbing over the wall.

Yan Shenggong and Yang Xuangan on the other side naturally flew away. Yang Xuangan inspected the dilapidated private room and frowned slightly. It seemed that there was not only the purple aura of the new great scholar, but also a trace of Buddhist aura, a trace of ghost aura, and a trace of demonic aura. Thinking of the disciple's reward, it seemed that except for this purple aura, everything was consistent with the group of people who injured his nephew. Yan Shenggong was suspicious when he saw Yang Xuangan, and hurried forward and said, "It seems that this new great scholar does not want to disclose his identity."

"Well, it is unknown whether the hidden cultivators are low-key in their actions." Yang Xuangan was reminded by Yan Shenggong that no great scholar would be too young. After all, he had not experienced the hardships of the world and had a lot of human insights. And the group of people who injured his nephew were only around twenty years old, which should be a coincidence.

Putting down Yang Xuangan and Yan Shenggong returned to Yan Shenggong's Mansion and sprinkled their hands to search for Hou Lie's traces. They just said that Zhu Hanwen had sneaked into the Confucian Temple again and stole the trail to touch the Xingtan Monument. It was already late at night, and the Confucian Temple was no longer crowded during the day. Only a figure seemed to be faintly visible in front of the Xingtan Monument.

When I approached, I saw that it was the old man who vowed to live and die with the stone tablet during the day. He kept kowtowing in front of the monument, and was still muttering, "Please, please, please, save my granddaughter, please."

The stone tablet, which had been unresponsive, suddenly made a sound, "Boy, come here."

When the old man heard the sound of the stone tablet, he jumped up in excitement and rolled and crawled near the stone tablet. "Are you finally willing to save my granddaughter?"

"I'm not talking about you, you should step back first, boy, don't you want me to untie the blood curse for you?"

When Zhu Hanwen heard that he knew what he was talking about, he no longer hid himself and came to the Xingtan Monument and said respectfully, "What are the instructions for senior?"

"If you haven't seen each other for a day, you can make such an entry. It seems that you are indeed carrying great fortunes. Since you can activate the object in your body, I have no reason to make things difficult for you. If you promise me something, I will lift the blood curse for you?"

"Senior, please tell me"

"Their lineage, since they knew my existence, serve and protect them from generation to generation without regrets. How can we learners who want to receive favors without rewards? But I cannot easily take action. You know that you will solve the family affairs for them on my behalf, and I will lift the blood curse for you."

"What happened to your family?" Zhu Hanwen was surprised when he heard Fu Wei's words. The family members who could serve Fu Wei's generations would definitely be infected with the Fu Wei's aura. Not to mention that all poisons do not invade the evil and retreat, they should be free from illness or disaster. I heard him just now that his granddaughter was afraid that he would encounter some trouble that ordinary people could not solve.

When the old man saw that the young man who was driven away by him in front of him was the young man in Bai Tian, ​​his face turned red and a little embarrassed. However, for the safety of his granddaughter, he didn't care about any dignity. He bowed deeply to Zhu Hanwen and said, "Little brother, since he said you can help, I will compensate you first, it's not that Bai Tian is wrong..."

Zhu Hanwen hurriedly said, "I can't stand it, old man, you should tell me what happened."

Seeing this, the old man had to start talking nonsense.

It turned out that the old man's surname was Wen Yuantu. He was a professor at the Qilu Confucian Academy. The family guarded the Xingtan Monument for generations, and at the same time, he had a top student for generations. This was a disguised return to their family. His original life was like this. The older generation guarded the Xingtan Monument in the Confucian Temple. His son inherited his position in the research institute and his granddaughter continued to be a top student in school. Until a few days ago, news came from the Yimeng Mountains that had important discoveries about the Gulu Kingdom. His son Wenshan, as an expert in this field, naturally had to go to study, but this trip brought endless nightmares to the family.

At first everything was normal. Wenshan saw that it was indeed a ruin of the Gulu Kingdom when he came to the scene. From the external shape to the overall architectural style of the ruins, it was supposed to be an altar. However, unlike previous discoveries, this altar was built in an underground palace, which was not in line with the ritual system of the Gulu Kingdom that he had learned in the past. It is necessary to know that the ancient Lu Kingdom valued the most ritual system, so this aroused Wenshan's great interest. He realized that this might be an unprecedented major discovery in the cultural and archaeological circles, so he excitedly organized people to start exploring the underground palace in depth.

When the scientific expedition team entered, Wenshan could still send out a message to show that everything was normal, but the scale of the underground palace was larger than imagined. From the real-time picture sent back by the cameras they carried with them, the underground palace was extremely far-reaching. The scientific expedition team walked down the steps paved by blue bricks for an hour before they arrived at an altar made of huge rocks, the size of a football field. It was surrounded by a bottomless abyss. The altar hung alone on the abyss, and was surrounded by nine giant bronze coffins evenly distributed in a fan-shaped shape.
Chapter completed!