Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 473 Speculation
"This is indeed a crucial question. I think we should go and ask him together."

Tan Song lowered his eyes to look at Ze Yu who was dozing on the rocks, and came to his side with Qin Huai.

"Feng Shuai."

Ze Yu opened his eyes, sat up and bowed slightly, "What's the matter?"

"There is something I don't understand, so I came to ask the painter for advice."

Tan Song nodded, and then repeated the question Qin Huai had just asked.

"I was wondering what the big deal was. It turns out that Feng Shuai is curious about my ability to conceal my aura."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ze Yu raised his hand and clouds appeared around him, hiding his figure in an instant, and his aura also became ethereal and distant, making it impossible to grasp.

"【Cloud Hidden】 is the innate magical power of my Bai Ze clan. It can lower one's existence, hide one's form, and temporarily protect oneself from disasters. It is also because of it that I was able to escape from the claws of many ferocious monsters, record their voices and appearances one by one, draw them into pictures, and pass them on to the world."

Although Ze Yu had not changed his position since the beginning, in Qin Huai's perception, the rocks in front of him became empty in the blink of an eye, just like a stick drawing covered with correction fluid.

The painting is there, but it is not there anymore.

"So Brother Ze's true identity is Bai Ze. No wonder this painting is so lifelike and vivid, almost indistinguishable from reality."

Seeing Ze Yu taking the initiative to explain the reasons for the failure of [A Glimpse] and the basis for its survival, Qin Huai paused and said, "That's right, I have a few more questions about monsters that I want to ask you."

"You can ask me. Since ancient times, there have been 11,520 kinds of monsters in the world, some with spirits and some with wandering souls. There is nothing that my clan does not know."

Ze Yu waved his hand to disperse the clouds and reappeared in everyone's perception.

Qin Huai's eyes flashed, and he smiled: "Bai Ze is auspicious, and can understand the feelings of all things and the appearance of all things in the world. Daoist Fellow Ze has a wide range of knowledge, and his knowledge is probably much greater than that of the immortals in the thirty-three heavens, right?"

"The immortals in Yuanming Palace are busy reconciling dragons and tigers and cultivating the path to immortality. The temperaments, appearances, likes and dislikes of all living creatures are not what they care about."

Ze Yu's face tensed a little, and he sighed faintly: "Fellow Daoist Qin, let's talk about business."

"Well, actually I want to ask, among the hundreds of spirits and myriad tribes in the ten continents and three islands, are there any demon beast tribes that have always eaten blue birds and have grudges against them?"

"There is a blue bird in Penglai, holding the wind and light, a relative of the phoenix, riding thousands of mountains, traveling in all directions, and it is hard to find in the ten continents, but it can be seen in the three islands. Apart from a very small number of extraordinary people favored by heaven and earth, the only ones who are capable of hunting blue birds are the demon kings of Fenglin Continent and Juku Continent, and the immortals in the thirty-three heavens. However, these two continents and the thirty-three heavens are far away from Guixu, so they should have nothing to do with the disappearance of the three sacred mountains."

Having said that, Ze Yu still swiftly took out a red brush from the bag on his waist, splashed ink, and started painting in the air.

I saw the tip of the brush falling in the air, outlining the shape and appearance. With just a few strokes, he drew a huge armored monster with a tiger head, bear ears, ivory bird beak, dragon claws and deer horns, and snakes wrapped around his hands and feet.

"[Cangya Pili], who likes to eat feathered creatures, is a famous demon king in Fenglin Continent. Not only has he practiced Taoism for more than 3,000 years, but he also has more than 10,000 relatives under his command. He dominates the area and has great power."

Ze Yu was talking while moving the red brush in his hand. Soon he drew a giant squid, comparing it with the building ship on the side as a reference. The thick tentacles were like beams and pillars, causing waves in the sea.

In addition to its thick and long tentacles, this giant squid also has seven horns on its head, arranged like seven stars. Each of the coral-like horns is inlaid with a pearl glowing softly.

At first glance, it looks like the squid is wearing a crown on its head.

"The Seven-Star Squid has a vicious temperament and likes to devour spiritual birds and beasts. It has also practiced Taoism for more than 3,000 years. It often migrates in the seas near Guixu and Shengzhou. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sea disaster beast."

Half an hour later, Ze Yu raised his hand and took down the pictures drawn in the air and handed them to Tan Song.

"General Feng, these are the demon kings I have selected. Most of them are ferocious, stupid, and stubborn. As for the many immortals outside the thirty-three heavens, you have been to Yuanmingtian. You know best whether the three sacred mountains are hidden there."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Tan Song nodded, his fingers brushed across the painting on the cloud paper, memorized it, and handed it to Qin Huai who was standing beside him in deep thought.

"Fellow Daoist Ze Yu, I heard rumors that the three sacred mountains are fixed on the surface of Guixu Sea because they are supported by the Nine-headed Divine Turtle. I wonder what kind of magical power this Nine-headed Divine Turtle has?"

After reading through the thick stack of portraits, Qin Huai pondered for a moment and suddenly asked this question.

"The fifteen legendary divine turtles were all born from chaos. They have existed for thousands of years. If they were not difficult to awaken, they would have at least possessed the mighty magic power of a celestial demon. The Emperor of Heaven sent them to carry the sacred mountain. In addition to having a fixed position, he also wanted the divine turtles to protect the sacred mountain. But we didn't expect that the disaster of Long Bo fishing for turtles would happen, leaving only the current number of divine turtles."

Ze Yu sighed, took two steps towards the edge of the island cliff, and looked deep into the dark sea, wondering what he was thinking.

"I heard that the Longbo giant didn't seem to be punished by the Emperor of Heaven. Could it be that the story of Daiyu and Yuanjiao drifting to the North Pole and falling into the abyss has been left unresolved?"

Qin Huai took a step forward and followed Ze Yu as he continued asking.

"How could the Emperor of Heaven not be angry when such a disaster happened? In fact, he had already sent down heavenly punishment and shortened the stature of the giants in Longbo Kingdom to prevent them from going out and causing trouble. But the culprit who fished away the six divine turtles, the Longbo giant whose magic power was at least comparable to that of a celestial demon, disappeared without a trace and no news was heard of him. Later, the Emperor of Heaven sent out countless spiritual officials to search for him, but to this day, the Thirty-Three Heavens have not been able to find him. However, the crime of the fall of the two sacred mountains for no reason was too great. In order to warn all races, the Emperor of Heaven was furious and stripped the position of the sea god Yu, who was in charge of the East China Sea and responsible for the safety of the sacred mountains at that time, and sent him into reincarnation to punish him for his dereliction of duty and to take the blame for the culprit Longbo."

"Sea God Yu? I wonder if he is related to Sea God Yu Qiang?"

Qin Huai's eyes flashed, and he thought of the sea god Yu Qiang who appeared in the previous Yanfu incident.

"The one who found the Divine Aurora to support the mountain for the Emperor of Heaven was Yu Qiang, the god of the North Sea. The one who was punished was Yu, the god of the East Sea. And Yu is Yu Qiang's father."

Ze Yu is worthy of being the painter of the Bai Ze clan. What he casually revealed were ancient secrets that even the Ninja Land could not know.

"I see."

Qin Huai's brows gradually relaxed, and he felt that he had grasped the key.

"Does Brother Naze know where this North Sea God Yu Qiang is now?"

"I don't know. Ever since Yu was reincarnated, Yu Qiang has rarely left the Arctic Ice Torch. The Emperor of Heaven may have felt guilty about him, so he ignored him all these years. Where he is now is not something that a casual cultivator like me can know."

Ze Yu shook his head and admitted that he couldn't give a definite answer.

"Then according to Daoist Fellow Yi Ze's judgment, if the Sea God Yu Qiang comes to Guixu, will the Divine Aurora under the three sacred mountains obey his orders and leave with the three sacred mountains on its back, just like it did before?"

Qin Huai crossed his arms and proposed a very bold idea. "It is very possible, but on the night when Shenshan disappeared, I was floating on the Guixu Sea in a lone boat, but I did not feel the sea tilting and the waves surging. The changes in the mountains and seas are huge. If Yu Qiang can eliminate the Minghai left by the Emperor of Heaven to protect Shenshan overnight and take away the Nine Ao and Three Mountains without making any sound, it will be a very difficult problem for Feng Shuai to find Penglai."

Ze Yu did not deny Qin Huai's idea, but just added some of his observations that day.

"That's not something I want to consider."

Qin Huai glanced at Tan Song beside him and Qin An not far away, and said with a noncommittal smile: "We have collected almost all the clues in the painting. Let's go out."

"Wait, Ah Huai, Lao Tan, come and see."

Qin An, who was playing Landlord with Zheng Zhaomin and Ao Ling, put down the royal bomb in his hand and greeted Qin Huai and the other two.

"Mr. Qin."

Qin Huai and Tan Song looked at each other, then took two steps at a time and quickly came to Qin An.

"I just found something interesting underwater, so I wanted to show it to you guys."

Qin An said this and raised his hand. The sacred mountains and islands and the raging waves under everyone's feet began to dim. Cinnabar, azurite, gamboge and other colors were pulled out, leaving only the outline outlined by ink.

In just a blink of an eye, the originally vivid and lifelike Xumi illusion was restored by him into the simplest combination of lines in an incomprehensible way.

"The Three Mountains Hidden by this little Bai Ze can be said to be a painting, or it can be said to be a reproduction of a scene that was completely copied using his innate magical powers. For some things, I guess when you write, you also write according to your feelings, but you don't know why you are painting, right?"

Qin An looked at Ze Yu, who was stunned and speechless because of his methods, smiled slightly, pointed his sword upwards, and the island cliff under everyone's feet rose into the sky, revealing nine divine turtles hidden deep in the Guixu Dark Sea, silently carrying three fairy mountains on their backs.

The divine turtle outlined by Mo Hen was incomparably huge, with its smallest scale alone stretching for no less than a hundred miles. The surrounding reefs on the seabed were nothing but toys compared to it. At this moment, it broke into everyone's field of vision like Optimus Prime spanning the sea, filling everyone's eyes.

"Smaller, oh, smaller."

Looking at the giant in front of him, Qin An snapped his fingers, and the Shen'ao Fairy Mountain in front of him began to shrink rapidly. Not long after, it was shrunk into a half-human-height model and appeared in front of everyone.

"Huh? This is."

A glazed green light flashed in Qin Huai's eyes, and he took in all the details of the brushstrokes of the Three Mountains and Nine Tortoises.

I saw many tiny characters as red as ink in the gaps between the shell and the skull of a divine turtle. Many spells were connected into tiny chains, flowing tightly along the surface of its skin.

Looking to the side, I found that the other eight-headed divine turtles also had these chains on their bodies.

In the chaos of thick and thin ink, Qin Huai folded his arms and looked around. In front of him was the Penglai Fairy Mountain carried by three turtles, and next to him was an incomparably large and bright moon. Against the backdrop of the brilliant light, every blade of grass and every tree was clearly visible.

He stretched out his hand and tried to touch the spell chains in the gaps. The moment his fingertips touched them, faint ripples spread out and his fingers passed through without any hindrance.

"Has this chain existed since ancient times?"

"I've never heard of chains binding the Divine Turtle and the Immortal Mountain. But if it was to prevent the Immortal Mountain from slipping off the back of the turtle and into the sea, it seems reasonable that a celestial demon used his magic to fasten it."

Ze Yu came back to his senses and took two steps forward. He looked at the three mountains and nine turtles for a long time before he continued Qin Huai's words.

"Look again."

Qin An shook his head, a thought flashed through his mind, and a brilliant and bright ray of moonlight bloomed from between his fingers and flew into the mountain-carrying divine turtle.

In the blink of an eye, the black and white divine turtle regained its color, and its scales dyed with blue were covered with chains that were so red that they looked black.

The other ends of the countless chains were all hidden in the abyss of Guixu, but they only entangled the Nine-headed Divine Turtle. They did not climb up the cliff of the Fairy Mountain Island, and tied up the pavilions, waterside pavilions, golden palaces and jade pavilions together, as if to prove from the side that Ze Yu's guess was right or wrong.

For some reason, Qin Huai always felt that these chains exuded an indescribable bloody and evil meaning, which was incompatible with the pure and sacred Penglai Fairy Mountain.

"Mr. Qin, if I'm not mistaken, you mean to say that these chains are the direct cause of the disappearance of the three sacred mountains, right?"

"Well, I do think so, but I still lack something to prove whether it is true or not."

Qin An glanced at Ze Yu who picked up the red brush again, and waited patiently for him to finish painting before leading everyone out of the painting and back to reality.

Just at the moment of leaving, Qin Huai seemed to hear a low and sad turtle cry in his ears.

The wind blows through the tung tree forest.

That mournful wail and the inky black ripples spread to no one knew where.

Qin Huai stood beside the bed, and the bell of the gilded-eaved horse horn swayed in the wind.

Both the fairy island on the sea and the divine turtle carrying the mountain have disappeared. The painting on the table was added with two strokes at some point. The Penglai Mountain and the Underworld Sea outlined with cyan were so black that they seemed to flow into the night. Only a touch of red was dotted with cinnabar under the cliff, which was so red that it was terrifying.

"General Feng, the city lord invites you to a banquet tomorrow. Would you like Que'er to decline the invitation for you?"

[Qingque], who had been waiting at the stairs, saw Tan Song returning, and immediately came over and bowed to ask for instructions.

"Hey, Lao Tan, you know me. Since there's a feast to eat and there's a lot of fun to be had, there's no reason not to go."

Seeing Tan Song looking at him with an inquiring look, Qin An stretched himself and continued, "Besides, we have to find someone to ask about the origin of this thing, right?"

"That's right. Que'er, tell the City Lord's Mansion that there will be six of us tomorrow. Sorry to bother you."

Tan Song followed Qin An's gaze and saw the newly painted picture of the bound divine turtle in Ze Yu's hand. He immediately decided to accept the invitation.

At this moment, the peach blossoms outside the window were blown into a rain of flowers by a gust of night wind, blowing towards the entire Zuzhou City.

Qin Huai reached out and caught a petal that floated in front of him, seeming to be thinking about something.

(End of this chapter)