Tomb Raiders in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 171 The Great Road
Depending on the height of your eyes, the scenery you see will naturally be different.

Climbers can see lush forests and shrubs at the foot of the mountain; on the mountainside, they can see picturesque scenery, mountain streams and springs flowing, and the sound of ding-dong, like ringing rings; Valleys, peaks of the heavens, picturesque rivers and mountains.

Zhang Jiao felt that Zuo Ci had never stood at his own height, and would never reach his own height. He looked up into the sky, and it seemed that a door appeared in the sky.

As long as you wait for a while, the preacher of the burial scriptures will come down from above. If you can draw this person to your side, it will definitely be a great help.

However, sometimes in life, some concessions should always be made.

Zhang Jiao looked at Zuo Ci: "Are you serious about what you said before? From now on, you won't do anything to me again?"

"Once I said what I said, I will never go back on my word. From now on, I will never attack you again, provided that you don't attack me either!"

Zuo Ci didn't want Zhang Faqiu's identity to be exposed prematurely, which would not be of any benefit to Zhang Faqiu. If it wasn't for the emergency this time, Zuo Ci really didn't want to call Zhang Faqiu back from Cao Cao's army.

"Okay!" Zhang Jiao turned his head, "Leave the jade basin, let's go!"

The old Taoist priest put the jade basin filled with human blood on the ground, and a group of people retreated quickly.

Zhang Jiao has absolute authority in the Taoist sect. Whatever he says is what he says, and no one will stand up to refute it.

Zuo Ci flew up lightly, held the jade pendant in his hand, and also dripped his own blood into the jade basin.

At this time, the illusory door in the sky became more and more clear, and one could almost see a person inside pushing the door hard.

"is it him!?"

Bai Suzhen said pleasantly, looking at the illusory door in the sky, it became more and more real.

"Yes! It's him!" Zuo Ci's eyes were full of joy. After Zhang Faqiu came out, it meant that he had obtained the complete burial scriptures.

"Squeak-"

It was like an ancient gate of heaven was pushed open, and there was a loud noise from the sky above the Jade Emperor's Peak.

The figure of Zhang Faqiu appeared, standing in the air, his eyes somewhat confused, a gentle force dragged him from the air to the ground.

"Is there an earthquake?" Zhang Faqiu stared blankly at the hideous crack in front of him, moved to the side and glanced slightly, feeling terrified.

"No, where is Zhang Daotian? Where did he go?" Zhang Faqiu asked a series of questions.

"Let's go!" Zuo Ci said lightly, and then pointed to the jade bi, "The human blood in this jade basin has been specially processed. Since you have come out of it, you should know the origin of Feng Chan and leave it to you!"

Zhang Faqiu had too many questions in his mind, and he couldn't ask them all at once.

According to what Nayangyu Yupei said, Zhang Faqiu needs to burn the funeral scriptures on the jade bi, which is equivalent to rewriting what he wrote down in his heart.

This huge piece of jade was built by Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor and used as a fetish to suppress the source of unrest and chaos in Mount Tai.

Zhang Faqiu took the jade basin, glanced at Zuo Ci: "Send me up!"

The jade bi was suspended between two cliffs, Zhang Faqiu didn't have the ability to stand in the void.

Zuo Ci nodded, drew a seal with his left hand, and waved it into the jade basin, a touch of blood appeared on Zuo Ci's fingertips, lingering and lingering.

Zuo Ci stretched out his hand and flicked it, and this smear of blood reached Zhang Faqiu's two eyeballs.

For a moment, Zhang Faqiu saw an invisible road beside the jade.

After doing this, Zuo Ci breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "Go, this is your mission, and only you can climb up!"

Zhang Faqiu nodded, wrapped the jade basin the size of a human head firmly with one hand, and stepped on the road invisible to ordinary people with naked eyes.

As soon as he walked on this road, Zhang Faqiu heard a very loud voice... very loud, like tens of thousands of people shouting!
Zhang Faqiu felt a certainty in his heart that this must be the sound of the great way left behind by the ancient emperors and emperors when they enshrined Zen in Mount Tai.

Putting aside distracting thoughts in his mind, Zhang Faqiu began to recall the burial scriptures. He thought carefully about the burial scriptures on the jade bi, which contained a lot of things, but he couldn't write them all down, because although the jade bi was huge, the burial scriptures More.

The jade bi was shiny, and Zhang Faqiu noticed that there were many remaining handwritings on it, but they were all blurry.

Zhang Faqiu carefully identified it, and found that these blurred words could be connected into a broken sentence.

If other people saw these words, they would naturally not notice anything, but Zhang Faqiu was different. After seeing these words, he already had a certain...very mysterious feeling in his heart.

For some reason, Zhang Faqiu poured the blood from the jade basin onto the jade bi like a ghost!

The blood flowed down the jade, but where the blood flowed, there was a word clearly displayed.

"Senior, brother..." Bai Suzhen was taken aback by Zhang Faqiu's sudden action. He looked at the jade bi, but there was still nothing there. Even after splashing blood, there was still some left on the jade bi The notes in the ancient seal script are even more blurred now...

Zuo Ci smiled, nodded and said: "You can teach a child!" He turned his head to look at Bai Suzhen, and said with a smile:

"I don't agree with Zhang Jiao's Taoism, but what he said is right, because people stand at different heights, so the scenery they see is also different."

Bai Suzhen half understood this sentence.

……

Zhang Faqiu stared at the jade bi, one character after another was revealed, from the beginning to the end, a total of 360 characters.

This paragraph of text, Zhang Faqiu called it a scripture, he still can't understand what it means, but he just thinks it should have a very close relationship with the funeral scripture.

"Now, start writing!"

Zuo Ci's voice reached Zhang Faqiu's ears, and Zhang Faqiu began to write the funeral scriptures on the bloody jade wall!

Beginning with the first character, writing one stroke after another, the loss of the world and the passing of time seem to have nothing to do with Zhang Faqiu, he seems to be a person forgotten by time.

From the first word to the last ending.

Zhang Faqiu originally thought that even though the jade bi was big, it couldn't write all the words on the funeral scriptures, because there were too many.

His familiarity with the funeral scriptures has surpassed any kind of things and things in this world.

From the first word to the end, there are a total of [-] scriptures, no more, no less, exactly.

There is a saying in ancient Chinese classics that the roads of the world lead to the same goal by different routes.

How many avenues are there in this world?
The road is three thousand, and one hundred thousand is the limit.

When Zhang Faqiu wrote scriptures in blood on the jade bi, he felt more enlightened.

When the last stroke fell, Zhang Faqiu looked up and found that his finger was touching the very beginning of the jade bi, just about to write the first stroke of the first text of the funeral scripture.

"This..." Zhang Faqiu was at a loss, he had obviously finished writing, but he returned to the starting point, back to the first stroke when the first word was written.

"Reincarnation?"

Zhang Faqiu said something to himself.

"boom--"

Without much time to think, the invisible road beneath his feet was already shaking, the hideous crack that had been opened was slowly healing, and the entire Yuhuangding was trembling.

Zhang Faqiu was startled, dropped the jade basin, jumped down quickly, rolled on the spot, and stared at the huge jade bi.

The jade disc fell slowly, deep into the crack, and the hideous crack was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Mount Tai has been the most extraordinary mountain since ancient times, and countless legends have been left here." Zuo Ci said with a sullen voice, "I read it in an ancient book one day, and it said that no matter what happens to Mount Tai, it will eventually heal. , did not expect this to be true."

Zhang Faqiu looked at the hideous cracks healed under his feet, feeling like he was dreaming.

This is really too shocking, a mountain split from the middle, and then healed in an instant!
"It's really like a dream!" Zhang Faqiu sighed, and he gasped when he saw Taoist Ming Cang who was like a blood gourd.

"Old man Zuo, is this your nephew?"

The implication is, if it is really Zuo Ci's nephew, how could he be allowed to be injured so badly?

Zuo Ci was speechless for a while, originally after seeing Zhang Faqiu's things in the Tiangong, he would always change a little, but he didn't expect to remain the same.

"It's not my nephew, could it be your nephew?" Zuo Ci asked.

Bai Suzhen said: "Brother, just after you went in, Taoist Master Mingcang and Zhang Daotian had a decisive battle, and both of them were seriously injured."

Zhang Faqiu was terrified: "How is it possible? Can Zhang Daotian be so strong?"

"He opened the Palace of Fate!" Zuo Ci said quietly, "You have obtained the complete funeral scriptures, so you should know what the Palace of Fate is."

"Didn't it mean that the Palace of Destiny can only be owned by people of fortune?" Zhang Faqiu was taken aback, "Could it be that Zhang Daotian is also a person of fate?"

"Zhang Jiao is the supreme Taoist, known as the Daoist. If he wants to do something to his son, isn't it easy?" Zuo Ci sighed, "When Zhang Daotian was still in his infancy, I had already watched It is because he was born with a fate on his back, it is precisely because he thought of the illusory thing of Tianyun that he moved his heart with compassion."

"What about Zhang Daotian? Is he dead?" Zhang Faqiu didn't care about anything else, only whether this guy was dead or not.

How terrifying Taoist Ming Cang was, Zhang Faqiu saw it, and Bai Suzhen, who had successfully escaped, did not dare to resist.

If Zhang Daotian has really grown to the point where he can compete with Taoist Mingcang, then what's the deal?

When I see this guy in the future, don't I want to walk around?

"No!" Zuo Ci shook his head, "If Zhang Jiao is on the side, he won't die."

"This is a bit embarrassing!" Zhang Faqiu smiled wryly: "This guy hates me so much now, what should I do if I see you later?"

"What should I do?" Zuo Ci glanced at Zhang Faqiu contemptuously: "You don't know how powerful the complete burial scriptures are, so don't go anywhere now, just follow me back, and find Yu Ji to make you a god, when the time comes Even if I see Zhang Daotian, I still beat him to the bum!"

(End of this chapter)