Under One Person: From the Beginning of Infancy to the Great Saint Body

Chapter 178 We don’t need it, you can use it

Chapter 178 We don’t need it, you can use it
"But Master, I'm afraid my small body can't handle it."

Hearing Wuming's words, Yang Feiyun couldn't help but smile bitterly.

There are so many famous and upright sects, and if I pull out one of their ancestors, I won’t be able to handle it.

He just wanted to change his fate and gain wealth and glory.

"Hey, why do you have to be so self-deprecating?"

"You have the determination to change your fate and you have taken action. How can you be weak?"

"And don't I have you behind me in this matter?"

Wuming smiled and patted Yang Feiyun on the shoulder.

"By the way, with your ironclad judgment, you should be able to calculate where the Empress Dowager Cixi is buried, right?"

Looking at Yang Feiyun with a wry smile on his face, Wuming asked with a smile.

"Master, if you count too much, you'll break your hands easily."

"The five disadvantages and three deficiencies are no joke."

Yang Feiyun nodded, then shook his head and said.

"It's better not to say it out loud. It's not like I, the Sect Master, don't know the rules."

"Well, the tomb in Cixi is a rare dragon vein."

"Don't you want to change your fate?"

"With the power of this dragon vein, you can better fight against fate."

Wuming said this and looked at Xuankui.

"Listen to the master's orders!"

Yang Feiyun, who didn't dare to refuse, sighed helplessly, then looked up at the stars.

At the same time, he began to count with his fingers.

The accurate prediction may be useful for observing people's faces, but it is not suitable for calculating the land.

This can only be seen through the guidance of astrology. After all, Wuming said that there is dragon energy in that place, so it must be the emperor's tomb.

This kind of purpose is very rare, and all of them are tombs with owners.

"found it."

Following the guidance of the stars, Yang Feiyun determined the direction of the cemetery where Cixi was located.

Just find the newly added imperial tomb.

"Yes, there are two brushes."

Hearing Yang Feiyun's words, Wuming withdrew his gaze from Xuankui.

"Now that we have found it, let's go."

"Just ignore Xuan Kui."

"You should be able to make him come back to you on his own, right?"

Wuming looked at Yang Feiyun and said, with the ability of Yang Feiyun, a powerful sorcerer, controlling a zombie is just a piece of cake.

Even with Yang Feiyun's talent, if Gu Jiting coveted him, his achievements might not be worse than Gu Jiting's, and might even be higher.

Because what Yang Feiyun pursues is to change his fate!

"Yes, I have planted a life talisman in this zombie's body."

"Unless I die or he dies on his own, he will have to obey my orders for the rest of his life."

Hearing Wuming's words, Yang Feiyun said confidently.

Although his strength was not as good as Wuming's, he thought that few people in the world could compare to him as a warlock.

"That's good."

"Let's go first, just let this guy suck it slowly here."

After getting affirmation from Yang Feiyun, Wuming smiled, and then followed Yang Feiyun's guidance and walked towards the dragon's lair where Cixi was buried.

During this period, some rumors slowly spread in the world.

There are people in this world who have obtained the Seven Stars Fate-Changing Method from Prime Minister Zhuge Liang thousands of years ago, and can change their fate against all odds.

The place where Cixi was buried is where the last trace of dragon energy of the Qing Dynasty is located. If you get this dragon energy, you can become the last emperor!
The rumor seemed normal at first, but as time went on, it became more and more bizarre.

In the end, even rumors appeared that could be compared to those of King Mu of Zhou.

"Tsk, you know what, it's very clear."

On the way to the Cixi Tomb, Wuming and Yang Feiyun sat on a roadside tea stall, listening to ordinary people around them talking about the stories of the Cixi Tomb and King Mu of Zhou.

And I heard someone talking loudly, saying that there were countless treasures in the tomb of Empress Dowager Cixi.

Not to mention anything else, taking out one of them is enough to make you rich and prosperous for a lifetime.

"Haha, even if you get it, it doesn't matter. If it's not in your destiny, even if you sit on the throne, you will lose your head the next day."

Yang Feiyun on the side shook his head disdainfully.

It is not easy to get wealth. Yang Feiyun is a scholar and he can calculate the tombs of kings and ministers of all dynasties.

Even if he didn't get his wealth from these places, his ability would enable him to earn a lot of wealth.

But so what, his fate cannot be retained!

This is why he tried every possible means to change his own destiny.

"You are such a boaster."

"You are the emperor today and you will be beheaded tomorrow."

Hearing Yang Feiyun's words, several farmers who were drinking tea nearby couldn't help but start to mock him.

"Humph, isn't it?"

"Now that the Qing dynasty has run its course, what's the difference between an emperor in the Forbidden City and a bird in a cage?"

Hearing the farmer's words, Yang Feiyun said with disdain.

"Hahaha, you are such an interesting person."

"If you give me the position of emperor, I would be fine even if I was imprisoned in a prison, let alone in the Forbidden City."

"Isn't it good to have food and drink, clothes and food provided for me without having to work?"

After hearing Yang Feiyun's words, the farmer continued to mock.

"Hahaha, this old man is offended."

"My brother also worked hard to study and serve his country."

"I didn't expect that the Qing Dynasty was corrupt and my brother failed several times. Now that the Qing Dynasty has fallen, my brother is really happy."

"So I was a little excited when I spoke just now. I hope you guys won't blame me."

"How about this, shopkeeper, give these guys another pot of herbal tea and put it on our table."

Wuming, who was standing by, heard what the farmers said and explained with a smile.

"You are still a reasonable person."

"Who doesn't want to be an emperor in this world? Yuan Shikai is going to restore the monarchy."

Hearing Wuming's apology, several farmers nodded with a smile and did not argue too much with Yang Feiyun who was standing beside them.

"Yuan Shikai's fate is not good enough. He will die before he can be emperor for long."

"But if he can obtain the last trace of dragon energy from the Empress Dowager Cixi's imperial tomb."

"That's a different story."

"It is possible that with the help of this last emperor's throne, an empire that will last for thousands of years will be created."

Yang Feiyun said with his eyes wide open, but at a glance from Wuming, he changed the subject.

"How come you say it's not good one moment and good the next?"

Looking at Yang Feiyun talking eloquently, the farmers couldn't help but speak.

"Haha, I am Yang Feiyun, the contemporary commoner descendant of my master Zhuge Liang. There is nothing I don't understand."

"It is easy to be an emperor for a while, but it is difficult to be an emperor for a lifetime."

Yang Feiyun looked at everyone and opened the fan in his hand with a snap, looking extraordinary.

"Where do you say you need to study for the imperial examination?"

Hearing Yang Feiyun's words, several farmers stared and spoke in unison.

"how?"

“They are both reading, is there any difference between the two?”

Hearing what the farmers said, Yang Feiyun smiled and waved his folding fan.

"Ha, you are a scholar, I can't beat you with just one word."

Hearing Yang Feiyun's words, one of the farmers shook his head and then turned back.

"Haha, isn't it normal for all educated people to be like this?"

Upon hearing this, Wuming, who was standing by, said with a smile.

"You guys are carrying bags on your backs. Are you heading for the Cixi Tomb you mentioned?"

Wuming looked at the bags that the people were holding and couldn't help but ask.

"nature."

"That old witch took away so much gold, silver, and priceless treasures."

"If we brothers get one or two, it will be enough to cover our round-trip expenses." One of the farmers whispered.

"Let alone us, most of the people here are heading for that old witch."

"That's it."

Hearing this man's words, Wuming nodded slightly.

"But brother, it's fate that we met. Do you want to listen to some advice from me?"

Wuming took a sip of the herbal tea in his hand and then asked.

"That's what you said. What's wrong with that?"

After hearing Wuming's words, several people shook their heads.

"Well, I'll tell you."

"I am a man of great fortune-telling skills, specializing in fortune-telling."

"And I am a Feng Shui master, specializing in reading Feng Shui for people."

"This kind of large tomb is always accompanied by great misfortune."

"Nine out of ten people who go down to this cemetery will never be able to get out."

"If you listen to my advice, you can go home early. The weather is still good and you won't delay farming."

Wuming said with a serious face.

"How can it be!"

After hearing Wuming's words, one of them stood up and shouted.

"If a person dies and a bird looks up to the sky, he will not die for tens of thousands of years."

"How can I not take this opportunity of wealth and glory?"

"And even if he died, so what?"

"If we die in this imperial tomb, who knows if our descendants will be able to become emperors?!"

The farmer shouted loudly, and the others nodded in agreement.

A good tomb can benefit future generations. In fact, in the emperor's tomb, there is no guarantee that an emperor will appear among the descendants!

Everyone came here with the idea that if they didn't succeed, they would die.

"There is a time in life that must come, but there is no time in life. Don't force it."

Hearing what that person said, Wuming shook his head slightly.

But it’s not these people’s fault. Who doesn’t want to sit on the throne of the emperor?
"Sir, are you two also going to look for the tomb of Empress Dowager Cixi?"

Just as Wuming shook his head and drank tea with Yang Feiyun and took a break, a figure blocked the sunlight coming in from outside.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

Wuming narrowed his eyes and looked at the person who came.

"Looking at your face, you have an extraordinary destiny."

Yang Feiyun on the side also raised his head, glanced at the other person's face, and said with a chuckle.

After looking at each other without leaving any trace, Wuming and Yang Feiyun showed a slight smile at the corners of their mouths.

Someone took the bait.

"Do you two gentlemen know my identity?"

The man bowed to Yang Feiyun and Wuming, then spoke.

"It's either rich or noble."

"I don't know the name."

Wuming shook his head and drank his tea, Yang Feiyun said with a faint smile.

"Anyone with a little bit of insight can see this."

The man sat down calmly, then spoke to Wuming and Yang Feiyun.

"Do you want to change your fate?"

Wuming tilted his head and looked at the person in front of him with a smile.

"This dragon energy is not something that ordinary people can withstand."

"If you don't succeed, you'll die."

The man smiled and spoke.

"One of you is observing people and their fate, while the other is observing the sky and the earth."

"You've been here for a long time, it seems like you're waiting for someone?"

Not seeing Wuming and Yang Feiyun express any intention of estrangement, the man continued.

"Yes, we are waiting for a destined person."

"After learning the Dragon Supporting Technique, you should put it into practice."

Wuming smiled and nodded.

"Oh, don't you two gentlemen want this dragon energy?"

Hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in the man's eyes.

"Dragon Qi?"

“Maybe others want it, but we don’t.”

"As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while experts look at the doorway. Do you think that dragon energy is so easy to absorb?"

“The right time, right place and right people are both indispensable.”

Wuming waved his finger.

"I'm afraid these two gentlemen are the people I mentioned, right?"

Hearing this, the man laughed.

“Yes, but only so-so.”

"We also need someone with a strong destiny to bear this dragon energy."

Wuming nodded.

"Is the fate heavy enough?"

The man asked curiously.

"The emperor is the true dragon emperor. If you want to be a true dragon, you must be a dragon."

"Otherwise, your fate is not strong enough to withstand the power of this dragon energy."

Wuming said to the man with a smile.

"Sir, what you mean is that at least one warlord is needed to obtain the dragon energy?"

The man's face changed and he said seriously.

"Hey, I didn't say that."

"You are a person who only talks about fate, not warlords."

"Are you dissatisfied with us two brothers for not being fast enough?"

Wuming glared, then pulled Yang Feiyun beside him, threw down a silver dollar, and walked away.

However, Wuming's conversation was heard by everyone in the small tea stall.

With the departure of Wuming and Yang Feiyun, the news spread instantly.

"Master, is it necessary to bring all the warlords here? I'm afraid something big will happen then."

On the side of the road, Yang Feiyun said helplessly to Wuming.

"If there really is a warlord who came here because of such rumors, then he should just die."

Wuming said, shaking his head.

"This will actually reduce the burden on society."

"With just these words from the headmaster, the Cixi Tomb will be flooded with blood."

Hearing this, Yang Feiyun couldn't help but sigh.

"What, are you scared?"

"We are all of the same sex, okay?"

"And it doesn't necessarily mean there will be a river of blood."

"After all, the various sects will not just sit there and watch."

Wuming shook his head and said.

People in the cultivation world are more concerned about this matter than the warlords.

At least he knew from Jingming that Zuo Rutong had begun contacting various sects and was determined to wipe out him and Yang Feiyun.

Through the Quanxing information channels, evil sects such as the Medicine Immortal Society and the Five Poison Sect also got involved.

By then, there will probably be many heroes and emeralds gathered in front of Cixi’s tomb, and a good show will begin.

"Let's go, hurry over and set up the scene."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for hitting you if you can't use the Seven Star Formation."

Wuming grinned and pulled Yang Feiyun to speed up the journey.

At least the dragon energy and formations in Cixi Tomb must be activated and arranged before Zuo Rutong arrives.

(End of this chapter)