Royal Master Painter

Chapter 240 Wushan Goddess
Yan Jianyuan sent Jiang Greed to Zangshu Pavilion. Although he knew that the artifact would choose its own owner, he was still a little worried. After all, this foreign student had overturned his cognition several times, so he came to look for the Confucian Mansion's great sacrificial wine.

"Great Jijiu, don't you really worry about Jiang Greed taking away the empress bell?" Yan Jianyuan asked.

"A dignified doctor of the Pentateuch, if he can't control his emotions, wouldn't it make people laugh?" Da Jijiu reprimanded him.

"Students know their mistakes, but after so many years of practice, they still can't be happy with things and not sad with themselves"

"Don't worry, he can't take the empress bell with him."

"But there are too many secrets in this Jiang Greed, even I can't see through it."

"I can't tell other people, but you are the head of the five classics doctors, so there is no need to hide this matter from you. Do you know the origin of the empress bell?" Da Jijiu asked.

"do not know"

"When a few old Confucian scholars and I were studying the slate inscriptions, we stumbled upon the clue of the lost Emperor's Bell, which is in Wushan.

It is recorded on the stone slabs that a group of mysterious people lived near Wushan more than 2000 years ago. Among these people, a peerless goddess was born, named Wu Canghai, and the Empress Bell belonged to Wu Canghai.

After Wu Canghai's death, the Empress Bell also disappeared in Yuling Continent for more than 2000 years, so some of us old guys guessed that it was probably buried in the tomb of the goddess, and the fact is just as we guessed! "

"Tomb artifact? How can we Confucian scholars do such a thing?"

Yan Jianyuan almost didn't make a fuss about it. Confucian scholars have their own code of conduct, and the thousand training chapters are almost engraved in everyone's bones, but Da Jijiu, as an existence second only to the palace master, actually went to steal the tombs of his ancestors.

Yan Jianyuan doesn't even know now whether the empress bell is important or the Confucian teachings passed down for thousands of years are more important.

"Jianyuan, you have to learn to be flexible. After all, the Empress Bell is at the top even among the imperial artifacts. There will be a big crisis coming soon, and the Emperor and Empress Bell's Confucian Mansion can provide more protection."

"I don't agree with what the great sacrificial wine did," Yan Jianyuan frowned and said in a low voice.

"This is why it is necessary to use the Ehu Society to cover up the origin of the Empress Bell. The immortal is already a person buried in the loess to the neck. The reputation is undoubtedly for me. For the sake of the Confucianism for thousands of years, we will bear this notoriety, not to mention Wushan. Those who have lost their veins have perished, and it is disrespectful to the predecessors to let such a treasure go underground."

The high priest can never forget the scene after they tried their best to enter the tomb of the goddess. The goddess of Wushan, who has passed away for nearly 2000 years, is lying in the jade coffin, and she maintains her youthful appearance. Later, after 2000 years, people saw the peerless elegance of the goddess.

"The empress bells are the burial objects in the tomb of the Wushan goddess, but there is another tomb next to the goddess. When we checked, the tomb was just a clothes tomb. At that time, some people and others guessed that the empress bells should be a pair. "

"A pair?" This surprised Yan Jianyuan.

"Because next to the tomb, there are two identical boxes containing the Queen's Bell. Of course, this is just a guess. After all, there are still many words on the Xianwen stone that have not been deciphered, and we are not very clear about the things recorded later. up.

But you can rest assured that this student outside the Wenfu House will not be able to take away the Empress Bell. When we were fighting against this divine artifact, in order to take it away from the tomb of the goddess, we worked together to set up a layer of prohibition on it.

The reason why I tell you this is because a great talent appeared in the Confucian Mansion, your grandson Youqin.

After the people from the Wenfu leave, the few of us will undo the restriction of the Empress Bell and let Yan Youqin take over. "

The great sacrificial wine can be said to have been painstakingly filtered, and what Jiang Greed had to fight against was not only the consciousness of the Imperial Spirit Artifact Empress Bell itself, but also the prohibition of several of their old Confucian scholars. This is not something that a Xuanling Realm can do at all.

After Fang Xiangye in Zangshu Pavilion saw the empress bell, his eyes were a little confused and dull, deep in his memory was full of waves, and there was a kind of excitement suppressed in his heart that wanted to explode but didn't know why.

There is a figure that has been lingering in his mind, even integrated into his life, but he still can't remember who he has forgotten, or he can't remember who he is!

After the empress bell fell into Fang Xiangye's hands, the scene outside the two of them suddenly changed.

The heavens and the earth re-opened in the midst of the yin and yang, high mountains and far fields, white clouds and clear streams. On the grass, a boy and a girl, two porcelain jade-like dolls were chasing and playing among the flowers and plants. There was a copper bell tied to the braid behind the two.

This picture records the two people's time from adolescence to adulthood, admiration for each other, and finally they became husband and wife.

The two loved each other for a lifetime, and finally they slept and were buried together, and the two bells accompanied them for life.

Emperor Fang Xiangye seemed to recall something, and the yin energy in his body fluctuated violently. Jiang Li was a little worried, for fear that his breath could not be controlled and break through the library.

"sea…."

Emperor Fang Xiangye seemed to have finally remembered the person in this picture. When Jihun Bell and Empress Bell were put together, the originally calm Empress Bell began to vibrate violently, and a butterfly flew out of the bell.

In the colorful eyes of this butterfly, it tried to fly to Fang Xiang Yedi's side, but a layer of blazing flames suddenly appeared, isolating him.

"Haotian Divine Fire!"

Jiang Greed recognized that this was the flame of righteousness transformed by the arrogance of the Confucian mansion.

After Fang Xiangye saw the flame, he couldn't help but feel angry. He grabbed it with his big hand, and the flame of heaven and earth was swallowed by the black mist after a moment of stalemate.

After the butterfly was free, it flew in front of Emperor Fang Xiangye, and finally turned into a magnificent beauty, Wushan God and Witch Canghai.

"Yin Ling!"

Jiang Li could tell that this Yin spirit was very weak after more than 2000 years, and even a gust of wind could blow it away.

But Wu Canghai was fascinated by Fang Xiang Yedi's face, then stretched out his hand and gently stroked his face, speaking some language that Jiang Li didn't understand at all.

Fang Xiangye obviously felt that the person in front of him was of extraordinary significance to him, even more important than his life, but he lost all his memories, as if his memories were locked in countless shackles.

"Who the hell am I..."

Emperor Fang Xiangye was in some pain, his spiritual power was violent and restless, and the entire Zangshu Pavilion began to tremble.

Both Da Jijiu and Wei Changli noticed the vision of Zangshu Pavilion, but they didn't take it seriously. They just thought that Jiang Li was subduing the Empress Bell. After all, the material used to build Zangshu Pavilion was special, and they never thought that someone would get in there.

Moreover, the power of the imperial artifact is huge, and it is reasonable to have a larger movement.

Seeing these bricks fired from the fertile soil of the East China Sea were about to shatter under Fang Xiang Yedi's frightening aura, Jiang Li also felt that it was hard to breathe. This aura was even comparable to that of Ji Li Wei Changli.

"Senior Fangxiang...Senior Fangxiang..."

Jiang Greed hurriedly shouted, hoping to bring Fang Xiangye back to his senses.

　There will be another update later, for Brother Luohua's addition

　　
　
(End of this chapter)