Chapter 487 Does the Taoist Sect exist?
"Your Majesty, Lord Jiang went to Qingzhou, but he did not break the engagement with Li. Don't you ask him why?" Eunuch Tian whispered.
Di Shun turned around and continued to look at the giant map ahead. "Why do you need to ask?"
Eunuch Tian was stunned. Of course, there were reasons, but if you think about it, these reasons are not very important.
Emperor Shun said, "Jiang Lin can get the handwritten letter from the Saint Emperor, and he has the inheritance of the Blacksmith Master. If he wants to be right with me, can you stop it?"
"If he doesn't want to be right with me, why should he care so much?"
"What I want is that he built that weapon, and nothing else is important."
Eunuch Tian was silent, and Emperor Shun said it was true.
Although I don’t know what the Saint Emperor wrote, holding it in my hand means that I have a talisman in Daqian that no one can ignore.
The emperors of Daqian all dynasties value filial piety the most and will never disobey the decisions of their ancestors.
Jiang Lin holds amulet in his hand and has strong enough personal abilities. No one can stop him from doing anything he wants.
Although the Li family in Qingzhou is a member of the powerful clan, what if Jiang Lin really wants to marry the daughter of that family?
Is it possible that you will offend him and completely push him to the powerful clan?
For this reason, it is better not to ask some things after asking them.
Eunuch Tian lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty is saying, "I'm reckless." "You are not reckless, but you are too concerned about my interests in many things, and your loyalty is commendable." Emperor Shun praised him rarely, and then said, "But Jiang Lin is right. So many sects have almost been destroyed in four hundred years. Daqian's real enemy has never been revealed, which is what really needs to be paid attention to." Eunuch Tian hummed, "Mr. Jiang is as careful as silk, and is indeed far superior to the old slave. This matter should be made to let Shang Yushi do his best to investigate the truth!" "It's not that easy."
Emperor Shun's voice seemed distant.
Emperors of all dynasties have been investigating this matter, but they have never found the real murderer.
It's so easy to check, how could it delay these years?
At this time, Jiang Lin had already followed Shang Yusi's people into a palace.
Looking at the sign hanging on it, Jiang Lin was a little confused: "Isn't this the Queen Mother's bedroom?"
"Yes, but it is also the place where the Daqian Yin Prison is located." Jiang Lin was stunned. It was too strange that Daqian Yin Prison was actually set up in the Empress Dowager's bedroom.
But then I thought about it, it was reasonable to do this.
The empress dowager has a noble status. If she adds more guards here, it is reasonable and will not easily arouse doubts.
And usually, there are few people coming to the Queen Mother's bedroom, so it is easier to do such confidential work.
"I don't know who came up with the idea. Although it was bold, it made some sense." Jiang Lin said. "Of course it is Emperor Taizu." The man from Shang Yusi said, "This is originally the place where Emperor Taizu lives. She once said that many great enemies in Daqian should be suppressed by herself. It was only a hundred years later that this place was changed to the Queen Mother's bedroom." Jiang Lin was stunned again when he heard this. Is this where Ma Ningyan once lived?
Think about using her own residence as a place to suppress Daqian's enemies, it is quite in line with her nature.
After entering the bedroom, there were very few palace maids coming and going, and even if there were, they were very old.
After they saw Shang Yusi and Jiang Lin, they seemed to have not seen it.
Even when entering the empress dowager's room, the old empress dowager who was combing her hair while serving the palace maid, she just glanced at her and didn't say much.
Jiang Lin still kindly bowed to the old empress dowager, after all, this was Emperor Shun's mother.
The old lady looked at him again and nodded slightly.
The man from Shang Yusi walked to the empress dowager's bed, reached out and grabbed the bed board and lifted it hard, and a complex pattern appeared below.
He pinched out the magic trick again, and a ray of energy was used to blow it out, and the formation pattern lit up, slowly revealing the dark hole.
Although I think this arrangement makes sense, Jiang Lin still felt a little ridiculous when he saw the empress dowager's bed lifted up and exposed the entrance to the hidden prison. "Mr. Jiang, there is a formation in the hidden prison that can restrict everyone's cultivation. Please don't panic." Jiang Lin nodded. Such a formation is natural.
Seeing that Shang Yusi's people had already gone down, he took a breath and then jumped down.
The hidden prison was very deep, and Jiang Lin's body fell for at least five seconds before it landed. After all, it was at least tens of meters underground.
And this is not where the hidden prison is, it is just a channel.
The passage in front is made of metal, two meters wide and three meters high.
The smooth surface is engraved with many patterns.
Up, down, left and right, all covered.
As soon as Jiang Lin landed, he felt that his energy was locked.
This array pattern can not only restrain cultivation, but also isolate the aura.
The breath above is completely unsatisfied.
When thinking of people outside, I can't notice this.
"This was also built by Emperor Taizu?" Jiang Lin asked.
"Yes." The Shang Yusi people replied: "At that time, there were still many good blacksmiths in the court, so it was quite easy to build this place."
Jiang Lin of course understood this. In the royal private warehouse that Emperor Shun took him to, he had the same holy soldiers-level portal as the powerful clans, and it was amazingly large.
If you don’t have a good enough blacksmith, it would be a dream to create these things.
At least with the current strength of Daqian Blacksmith Camp, it is completely impossible to do it.
Walking along the channel, some portals are seen from time to time on both sides, and they are marked according to the numbers.
"Is this the prisoner detained?" Jiang Lin asked curiously.
"Yes."
"Are you just locked them in?"
"Not necessarily."
Although I was curious about who were locked up here, besides Xuanhua Dao people, were there anyone else from Jueyuan Dao.
But Shang Yusi didn't say much, and the more he went, the less he said, and Jiang Lin didn't ask much.
I don't know how far I walked, the Shang Yusi's personnel stopped in front of a door and said, "It's here."
The portal also uses magic circles to lock in and out. The Shang Yusi's personnel exerted a gust of energy, and the portal opened automatically.
Jiang Lin then saw that it was not the completely dark environment I imagined.
Slightly dark, but there is still light.
Four thick iron chains were pulled from four directions and penetrated the body of a person in front of him.
The iron chain almost tore his entire body apart, and there were wind, fire, lightning and lightning slashing along the chain from time to time.
There is a strong burnt smell in the air, which is obviously a smell that has been tortured for a long time.
Hearing the footsteps, the man raised his head with some difficulty.
He may not know Jiang Lin, but he recognized the people from Shang Yusi.
But he didn't have the interest in talking. He just took a look and lowered his head, allowing the iron chains and wind, fire, thunder and lightning to continue to torture his body. "Is this the Taoist lord of Xuanhua Dao?" Jiang Lin still remembers the roar he heard that night in the Battle of Kyoto. Over the years, I have only seen such a person who dares to attack and kill Emperor Daqian.
Actually, in Jiang Lin's imagination, he should be an old man with a fairy-like and sharp energy.
After all, the Master Xuanhua Daodao he had met back then looked like this.
But now, he looks like a strong middle-aged man.
Even though he was tortured for a long time, his energy and spirit were wiped out a lot, he could still see his strength from his high raised muscles.
This Xuanhua Daozhu is very young.
"Mr. Jiang has something to ask him, you can ask, but he may not answer you."
Jiang Lin nodded and walked to Xuanhua Daozhu, but did not ask questions, but looked at him quietly.
To be honest, Jiang Lin felt a little complicated at this moment.
After all, Daqian four hundred years ago received the favor of Xuan Huadao.
Our acquaintance was also a disciple of Xuan Huadao.
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But now, why have the two families become enemies of life and death?
It seems that I feel the person in front of me, and the monk Yu Si is different.
The Master Xuanhua raised his head for the second time. He looked at Jiang Lin without any slight gaze.
It seems meaningless to just look at it simply.
The golden essence and fire essence in Jiang Lin's body suddenly turned into two divine dragons and drilled out.
They hovered on four iron chains and swallowed the coming wind, fire, thunder and lightning in one bite.
The people from Shang Yusi immediately said in a deep voice: "What does Lord Jiang mean?"
His voice was full of surprise.
The Yinlao formation can restrain everyone's cultivation unless you are the one who controls this formation.
But Jiang Lin had such strange means, seemingly not bound by the formation.
Looking at the two golden and red dragons nearly 100 meters away, I had no doubt that if they were willing, they might be able to easily bite off these iron chains. "Don't panic, I just want to ask some questions quietly." Jiang Lin said.
The people from Shang Yusi didn't say much. Although he had a certain degree of strength, nothing was considered in front of Jiang Lin.
The most important thing is that this man who is His Majesty the Emperor, regardless of his status or other status, is far above himself.
If you want to do anything, you can't stop it.
Jiang Lin didn't care what the people in Shang Yusi were thinking. He just looked at Master Xuanhua and asked, "Is it a little better now?"
Master Xuanhua looked at him and exhaled gently.
Although I have never called a word of pain for several years, how can I feel without any feelings after suffering such torture every day over the years?
Jiang Lin has not only come to see him.
But only Jiang Lin blocked the wind, fire, thunder and lightning for him.
"What do you want to ask?" Xuanhua asked.
Jiang Lin said without hesitation: "In four hundred years, more than 20 Taoist sects in Daqian have been destroyed one by one. As far as I know, except for Jueyuan Dao and Xuanhua Dao, which were done by the court, other Taoist sects are all for various strange reasons. So I want to know what is inside of this?"
The Master Xuanhua Dao did not seem to have expected that he would come to ask this.
Crash-
The chains kept shaking as his body stretched.
The two divine dragons, Golden Essence and Fire Essence, looked back at him and then stopped paying attention.
It was only wrapped on the iron chain, swaying leisurely, swallowing the coming wind, fire, thunder and lightning.
The Master Xuanhua took a light breath again and slowly exhaled it, and the fatigue in his eyes was significantly reduced.
After all, he is a master at the peak of the Divine Martial Arts, representing the ultimate of contemporary Taoism.
The physical strength is far beyond that of others.
After making himself feel more comfortable, Xuanhua said, "No one knows."
These four words are obviously not the answer Jiang Lin wants.
He asked again, "Didn't Daomen have investigated?"
"I have checked, but there is no clue. The destroyed Daomen disappeared, as if it had never appeared."
Jiang Lin frowned. If all he got was this kind of answer, there seemed to be no need to come.
Xuanhua Daozhu seemed to feel that even he was not satisfied with the answer, and then said, "I have visited several Daomen ruins and found nothing. There are some clues."
"What clues?" Jiang Lin asked. "The Taoist Sect may have been destroyed long ago." Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Maybe the Taoist Sect had been destroyed long ago?
He understood what each word means, but when it was connected, he couldn't understand it.
"What does it mean?" Jiang Lin asked.
The Master Xuanhua slowly adjusted his breathing and said in cooperation: "I can't explain what it means, it's just a feeling. This world is so unreal. It seems to be just a scroll, and we are just the brush and ink in the scroll."
"If you have been seen or useless, you will be wiped off."
The Master Xuanhua looked at Jiang Lin and asked: "Did you say such a Taoist sect really exist?"
The Master Jiang Lin was creepy when he heard it. It was not the first time he heard about the scroll.
A painter mentioned it before, but it only made Jiang Lin feel that this painter is very interesting.
As for this theory, Jiang Lin did not believe it very much.
After all, the world where Daqian is located is unimaginably powerful.
Above the nine heavens, there is also a finger that can destroy the world.
If this is just a scroll, then how strong should the painter be?
Why did he draw such a scroll? "Why do you have such intuition? What makes you feel like you are in a painting?" Jiang Lin asked anxiously.
The Master Xuanhua shook his head, "I don't know why I feel this way, I can't explain it clearly, I can't explain it clearly. Speaking of which, why do you come to ask these questions?" Jiang Lin said in a deep voice, "I am a blacksmith." "Blacksmith?" The Master Xuanhua was slightly stunned, and then said, "Is a blacksmith as powerful as your ancestor? It seems that Emperor Shun really wants to piece together the giant skeleton. Where is he now?"
"All the bones have not been gathered yet." Jiang Lin had no intention of hiding them.
The Master Xuanhua coughed in a cowardly manner, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.
The tortures over the years have caused him to suffer severe internal injuries. If he hadn't been the peak of the Shenwu Realm, he would have died suddenly. "The Taoist ancestor ordered the Taoist sect to suppress the bones in order not to cause disaster. Emperor Shun went against the sky and would one day be punished by heaven." "Random!" Shang Yusi, who had not spoken for a long time, scolded.
Jiang Lin glanced at him, but Xuanhua Daozhu didn't look at the other party, but said to Jiang Lin: "The blacksmith and my Dao Sect have the same sect and origin. Since you have come, you are destined to be. After you go back, don't help Emperor Shun do these things again. What the Dao Ancestor does not allow him to do must make sense."
"No matter how powerful the Emperor of Dao Ancestor is, can he be comparable to the Dao Ancestor of Dao?"
"It's a pity that Dao Ancestor has passed away, and I, Dao Ancestor forever!" The man from Shang Yusi said coldly.
The Lord Xuanhua looked at him, his voice full of disdain.
"Who told you that the Taoist ancestor is dead?"
"No one has ever said that the Taoist ancestor has passed away. He has just left this world temporarily and may come back one day."
"How can you ordinary people understand the power of the Taoist ancestor?"
(The end of this chapter)