The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 204 Degeneration

Inside Qingyang Prefecture, people were in a state of panic.

The rising smoke signals, the closed city gates, the fierce fighting on the city walls. Even though the people in the city knew that the criminals had all been brought to justice, they were still somewhat panicked.

If it weren't for the group of yamen runners and soldiers who were dispatched to maintain order, Qingyang City would have been in chaos.

Fortunately, the chaos was temporary. After learning that Fang Xun, the stabilizing force, had not left Qingyang City, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Coincidentally, not only Qingyang Prefecture, but also other prefectures in Jiangzhou, especially the three prefectures adjacent to Chunyang Prefecture, also saw smoke signals rising.

In an instant, in a chain reaction, beacon towers all over Jiangzhou immediately lit beacons after seeing the wolf smoke.

In less than a quarter of an hour, smoke could be seen rising in the distance in Jinling Prefecture. Those who didn't know would have thought that war had broken out in Jiangzhou.

Other places were like Qingyang Prefecture, with bandits attacking, but the difference was that the bandits there only forced their way onto the top of the city walls, lit the beacon fire, and then immediately ran away.

The bandits in Qingyang City were unlucky and happened to run into Fang Xun, and none of them escaped.

"What's going on? Have you stirred up a hornet's nest?"

Above Qingyang Prefecture, the huge body of the Iron-winged Cloud Eagle could be seen lying hundreds of feet in the sky.

Old man Mo on his back saw the smoke rising in the distance, and he began to murmur in his heart, frowning unconsciously.

This is not a good sign.
However, he immediately calmed down and saw Qingyang City coming into view below. The Iron-winged Cloud Eagle cried and screamed, and quickly descended in altitude while spreading its wings.

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In the government courtyard, Fang Xun and the other two who were meditating with their eyes closed in the attic immediately heard a familiar cry. They walked out of the attic and saw that the Iron-Winged Cloud Eagle had landed on an open space.

The figure of Old Man Mo on his back came into the sight of the three people, and they saw him waved.

"Come and help me, these are the things you want, I, an old man, got them with great difficulty."

When Fang Xun and the other two looked, they saw that the giant eagle was carrying half a heavy wooden box on its back.

Seeing this, the three of them hurried to help with the moving. Fang Xun asked casually while working.

"Old man, why did you come here in person?"

"I heard that you found some problems with the Feng Shui of the Corridor Mountains. I don't have any other hobbies. I like to study Feng Shui and astrology in my spare time. I have nothing to do, so I came to take a look in person."

Having said that, Old Man Mo looked at Fang Xun suspiciously again.

"I didn't know you knew something about Feng Shui before. How come you just learned it recently?"

Fang Xun smiled and said, "No, I have been interested in this since I was a child. I usually think about it when I have nothing to do. I only have a little understanding of it, just a little understanding."

While chatting, the group kept working, and it took them a quarter of an hour to move dozens of large boxes off the eagle's back.

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There was another loud cry, and the Iron-winged Cloud Eagle spread its wings and flew into the sky, quickly disappearing from the sight of the four people.

Retracting his gaze, Fang Xun directly opened one of the large boxes and saw that it was filled with books and scrolls.

Fang Xun was stunned for a moment and asked: "Old man, I just want the topographical map of Jiangnan and the whole world. How did you get so many books?" Old Man Mo said unhappily: "Do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand? You want to read Feng Shui based on a few small maps. Are you crazy?
These are the geographical records of various places in Jiangnan, as well as the topographic maps of prefectures and counties. Come, put all the topographic maps together first before talking about other things! "

Fang Xun smiled awkwardly and said no more. He rolled up his sleeves and started working again.

Those books are mainly geographical records of various places, recording the local mountains, rivers, and humanities, and are good for use as travel guides.

And some local Feng Shui information is also hidden in it.

There are also map scrolls with county towns as units, covering the entire Jiangnan region.

Old Man Mo can only collect this much information in just a few days. If he wants a topographic map of the entire world, it will not be possible to collect it in a short time.

It is estimated that only the Imperial Observatory in Shuntian Prefecture has a complete collection in the whole world.

This world is not one where you can see the mountains, rivers, and lakes on the ground clearly just by looking at the satellites in the sky. If you want to survey and map the terrain, you must rely on manpower to record it.

One by one, the map scrolls were taken out, spread out on the flat stone floor and fixed. Fortunately, the villa was big enough, otherwise there might not be enough space.

While laying out the map, Fang Xun was also busy asking Old Man Mo about the issue of 'spiritual energy degradation'.

"Old man, I just heard someone say yesterday that in the ancient era of the Human Emperor, it was very easy to break through the divine will. Is that true?"

Old Man Mo glanced at him before replying, "Hey, you really asked the right person. Not many people care about this matter, and I'm an old man with a lot of free time. I like to read some miscellaneous books on weekdays."

Fang Xun was in high spirits: "Is this true? The spiritual power of heaven and earth has been constantly degenerating, making cultivation more and more difficult?!"

Old Man Mo nodded, took out a map scroll from the box, and answered as he spread it out.

“I’ve only seen relevant records in the classics. At the end of the ancient human emperor period, when the true qi martial arts reached its peak, people with open meridians walked the streets, and those who were not as open as dogs could only shake their Yin spirits.

Although it is not as easy as you said, it is much easier than breaking through now. After the Human Emperor Era, it is the current Dynasty Era. It is indeed as you said, the spiritual power of heaven and earth slowly degenerates with the passage of time.

A thousand years ago, when Xue Linlang launched the blood disaster, there was not even a single person left in the Zhenwu realm. There really was not a single person left, and there were no hidden antiques!"

"True Martial Realm?"

“Oh, this is a realm above the divine will. I don’t know much about it. The Zhenwu realm is like a land immortal, and the lifespan alone is one thousand years.

A thousand years ago, Xue Linlang was stuck at the Yangshen limit for hundreds of years without making any progress, so he launched the blood disaster in an attempt to break through the Zhenwu realm in one fell swoop. "

"Did he finally break through?"

Fang Xun asked curiously when he heard this, and Yan Ming and Dongfang Que also pricked up their ears waiting for Old Man Mo's answer.

Old Man Mo shook his head and said, "How can I know? But I guess that Blood Linlang should not have made a breakthrough, otherwise why would the Blood Demon Sect be so popular like today?"

After answering casually, Old Man Mo continued, "In fact, according to the laws of spiritual change summarized by our predecessors, by now, the cultivation environment should have degenerated to the point where even the Great Masters of Yangshen have disappeared.

But since six hundred years ago, the process of spiritual degeneration seems to have been stuck."

Fang Xun immediately realized something: "Six hundred years ago, wasn't that when the once-prosperous Zhoutian Star Palace was destroyed?"

(End of this chapter)