Chapter 47: The Xu Fu Stele

  Bo Er smiled mysteriously and said, "This thing is too cumbersome to move around, so please follow me for a walk." As he spoke, he stood up and made a gesture of invitation.

  At this time, the wine had already gone through three rounds, and Sui Feng also felt a bit dull and tasteless. He stood up and said: "You're too polite, just call me Sui Feng, please lead the way." Sui Feng looked around and saw that the people below were already drunk to the point of not knowing east from west. No wonder even with his Taiji internal skill, he still walked with a few swaying steps.

  Jingliu also stood up and said: "Feng brother, you've had too much to drink, let me help you."

  Sui Feng was also drinking for the first time and didn't know how to dissipate the effects with his inner energy. After standing for a while, he felt the liquor rising up and his feet felt light and floating. He could only nod his head and say, "Thank you for your trouble."

  I don't know why, but Bo Erming had also drunk a lot, yet he was still full of energy and led the way calmly in front. The mountain villa wasn't very big to begin with, after turning several corners and going upstairs, they arrived at a place that resembled a study. It could be called a study, but it was actually quite simple, just an ordinary wooden bookshelf with only a few books on it.

  Bo Er led Su Feng into the room, pointing to the door and saying, "I saw this at a peasant's house by chance, so I spent several tens of coins to buy it."

  As the wind blew, he glanced over and saw a stone monument about half a person's height tall leaning against the door, covered in dust. He only read a few words before his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly sobered up halfway.

  Bo Er saw that the stone monument was quite strange, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. "The culture of China is vast and profound," he said. "I'm very interested in it, and I can basically recognize Chinese characters. However, the writing on this stone monument is too weird, I don't know what it says."

  He nodded along with the wind, and it was normal that Bo Er didn't recognize him. From pre-Qin to now is over a thousand years, the characters on the stele are pre-Qin small seal script, which is very different from the characters used at that time. Following the wind, he walked forward, whispering to himself: "The first five words are 'Shi Huang's sacrifice to heaven', this tablet should be recorded by the historian of that time, Shi Huangdi's ceremony of sacrificing to heaven..."

  Just as the words were not finished, his heart suddenly shocked, and it seemed that there was still a great secret hidden in this stone tablet. Without saying a word, he patiently identified the ancient characters one by one, and after reading for a while, his back felt a bit chilly. The front text of the stone tablet was just as he said earlier, only recording the events when Qin Shi Huang worshiped heaven, but at the middle of the inscription, the content took a drastic turn.

  "Yu Fu, when young, followed the First Emperor on a southern tour to Longyou, and suddenly appeared at the ancient Gonggong's ascension to immortality. It became a blessed land. There was an effect of gathering dragons and ascending to immortality. Yu took the power of the stars and tempered his body. The First Emperor absorbed the dragon energy from south of the Yangtze River, and it formed the appearance of an emperor. Inside the blessed land, there is a White Jade Immortal Platform. After the emperor had established his dominance, he changed its name to Deng Long (Ascending Dragon), and locked it with nine-dragon locks. It cannot be opened unless one has the He Shi Yin Yang Pei... As he read up to this point, he was startled and almost cried out. The auspicious omen that he and Liang had been searching for a long time might be related to the stone tablet in front of him."

  Not having time to wait any longer, he hurriedly continued reading on, only to find that the matter was not mentioned again in the following text. Just when he felt somewhat disappointed, he suddenly saw something and his nerves were all strained up.

  "When I was young, I obtained a magical technique called... Tian Gong, which has the extraordinary effect of expanding the meridians and transforming the energy of the heavens. It can convert all the forces in the world into the seven systems of yin and yang and the eight trigrams of the universe. This magical technique also gives birth to a sword mantra, which has an unusual yet effective power...”

  "Judging from the inscription on the stele, the author of this book should be Xu Fu, a Taoist scholar of the Qin dynasty. Could it be that the sword mantra given by Changming Shu is actually the one mentioned in the inscription? It seems my guess was not wrong, and indeed there is another internal martial art technique that matches with it. Unfortunately, three characters are missing in the middle, and I couldn't make out what they were, only knowing that it's called something Tian Gong."

  As Sui Feng pondered in his heart, he also secretly felt a sense of shock, never expecting that such an ordinary stone stele would actually involve two secrets of his.

  "What's written on this tablet, sir?" asked Bo Er, seeing Sui Feng get up and hastily asking.

  "There's nothing special," said the wind, "This monument records the victory of Qin Shi Huang's eastern tour and some autobiographical notes of a square scholar. But after all, this thing has a long history, can't withstand the tossing of the sea for a long time, and it belongs to the cultural relics of our country's previous dynasty, so it's better to leave it here. I think that old farmer didn't know its value either, otherwise he wouldn't have sold such a national treasure to you like this."

  He met the gaze that came with the wind, and Bo Er's heart was fiercely shocked. "What a terrible gaze." It seemed as if cold sweat had broken out on his forehead, and he hastily said: "I am just an admirer of the great Tang culture, I dare not do anything violent or domineering. Moreover, it is an artifact from the Qin dynasty, so let's leave it in Mount Tai instead."

  With a gentle sigh, seeing Bo Er being so understanding, she didn't want to trouble him further. She smiled slightly and said: "If you like it, just take one copy."

  As soon as he said that, the whole atmosphere warmed up. Bo Er also responded with a laugh: "What Shui Feng said is right, it's just my own foolishness." Shui Feng smiled and didn't continue the conversation, turning his head to Jing Liu in a low voice: "I'm a bit tired, where can I find a room to rest? Take me there." After that, he also said to Bo Er: "I'm not good at drinking, feeling a bit tired, so I'll take my leave first."

  Bo Er cupped his hands and said: "Thank you very much today, sir." Su Feng shook his head silently and walked out with Jing Liu.

  "Feng Gege, won't I be able to see you again from now on?" Jing Liu suddenly asked in a low voice on the stairs.

  Sui Feng was taken aback by her sudden question, nodded and said: "It should be, I suppose you will be returning to your country soon. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be difficult to meet again." Seeing Jing Liu's face filled with sadness, Sui Feng silently sighed and continued: "Originally, I was just a guide, now that you have been to Mount Tai, my task is considered complete."

  "Hey, you're not a guide or anything, you're just my Wind Brother."

  Listening to the gentle stream, he felt her dependence on him like an older brother. With a slight smile, she was only slightly younger than him, but obviously still full of childishness, not grown up at all.

  Jian had been silent for a long time, and his room was already in sight. Jing Liu said somewhat anxiously: "Brother Wind, you have to promise me that you'll come to Fusang to see me in the future."

  Su Feng, in order to comfort her, could only smile lightly and say softly: "Alright, alright, next time I have the chance, I will definitely go to Fusang to see you."

  Jing Liu hummed and said, "Don't think you can play truant, Jing Liu will always be waiting for you in Ping Chengjing. You must come, don't make Jing Liu wait too long."

  She sighed silently in her heart and smiled in response: "I'll definitely come see you as soon as possible, okay?"

  "Hmm!" Jing Liu smiled and responded with a giggle, pointing to an empty room: "This is Feng Gege's room. Anyway, it doesn't matter which room, the people of the Ito family don't live here. The lucky doll I gave you, take good care of it, and if you think of me in the future, just take it out and look at it."

  He nodded slightly and said, "It's getting late, you should go back and rest early."

  "Uh-huh! You've had quite a bit tonight, you should get some rest too."

  He waved goodbye to her and went into the house, closing the door behind him. Outside, the moonlight was bright, with a layer of silver frost on the ground. This place at the foot of Mount Tai was refreshing in the evening. Thinking back on today's experiences, he let out a gentle sigh. It seemed that the auspicious sign that had gotten Li Linfu and the Murong family so worked up must have been the discovery by the King of Qin of the dragon's lair at Longwangtan in Qujiang.

  According to the inscription, Ying Zheng originally did not have an emperor's fate, and could not even become the King of Qin. It was only due to the effect of the dragon energy that he became the ruler of Qin, and thus dominated the world, supreme among all.

  However, what is said on the stone tablet may not be entirely true. In historical records of successive dynasties, there are often some mysterious events surrounding the founding emperors to explain that they were sons of heaven and had a reason to rule the world. There are also unofficial histories that say Liu Bang, the Han dynasty's high ancestor, was different from others even when he was still a nobody, and even in "Records of the Grand Historian" it is written that Xiang Yu's subordinates saw Liu Bang's aura turn into five colors, which was a sign of a future emperor.

  After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. However, if the dragon really did ascend to heaven at this ancient water god's place, then what was said on the stone tablet might be true. "Fortunately, the stone tablet also says that Qin Wang was afraid of being used by others and locked up the Dragon Ascension Platform with the Nine Dragons Lock, which can only be opened with the He Shi Yin Yang Pendant... Could it be that Zhao Fengzhang left this He Shi Yin Yang Pendant for Bi Han?" Su Feng was shocked when he thought back to his previous discussion with Liang Tou'er.

  As this secret gradually emerges, it is quite touching. Everyone knows that a prosperous era is hard to come by, but precisely because of the prosperity and stability under its rule, people's minds have changed. Now that the Li Tang dynasty has been established for over a hundred years, dominating one side with all nations coming to pay homage, who dares not show respect? Yet there are still those who harbor unrealistic imperial ambitions.

  After some deliberation, he temporarily suppressed the various doubts in his heart and decided to wait until he found Liang Ze before making any further plans. Having thought this through, he stopped thinking about it anymore and sat down cross-legged, starting to meditate and regulate his breath, continuing his cultivation.

  He still had a bottle of dragon spittle and earth lung essence left over from the Mu Rong family, so he hastily took a sip with the wind, slowly refining it. Just as he was entering a state of perfect bliss, he suddenly heard some unusual movements within the mountain villa. His internal energy grew stronger by the day, accompanied by increasingly sharp senses. These strange noises were distant, but chaotic and disorderly, not small in volume, nor did they seem to be made by just one or two people.

  Practicing quietly with the wind, secretly doubting in my heart. Gradually calming my breath and focusing my spirit, I heard more clearly. Someone said: "Lord Bo Er, why do you listen to his words so seriously? He's just a teenager, a mere young whippersnapper, yet you actually ordered your subordinates to move this stele back?"

  Another person took over, this time it was Bo Er's voice: "Ba Ga, you don't understand! According to Jing Liu, they went to climb Mount Tai together. When they reached the middle of the mountain, both Qing Tian and two others were exhausted, but he didn't feel tired at all. What's more, tonight he drank more than any of you, but while you're all drunk like pigs, he's just slightly tipsy. Do you think this is something a teenager in his early teens should be capable of?"

  "How many times do I have to tell you, this is Middle-earth, not Fusang! Put away your usual stinky temper, don't be like Eiichiro Oda, thinking he's the first in heaven and the second on earth. He came to Middle-earth for three days and was killed, do you want to learn from him?!"

  But another person chimed in and said: "What the master says is absolutely right, judging by his appearance he should also be a young expert. Master, have you ever thought of making him useful to us?"

  Bo Er took a deep breath, as if calming his emotions and contemplating for a long time before saying: "In that case, we should indeed make some plans."

  Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. He had always disliked the various schemes and struggles in the jianghu world, and now it seemed that even people from Fusang were not exempt. Sighing, he no longer wanted to bother with them.

  The next morning, Jingliu brought a delicate breakfast to Suifeng's room with a smile, only to find an empty bed and a note on the bedside.

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