Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Chapter 258 What if something is found out?

Jundu Mountain and Longhui Ridge.

Here, the water flows through the south of the mountain and passes through the border of Jundu. A city wall that winds like a dragon runs across the east and west, cutting off the north and the south like a natural moat. From a distance, the mountains look like a giant dragon looking back, hence the name.

Wanli Dragon City is the spiritual totem of Dongji Kingdom.

Even in today's technologically advanced era, its existence no longer has much military value, but the majestic Dragon City still stands tall in the hearts of every Dongji person, becoming a kind of indestructible belief.

Therefore, this place has become the dragon vein of the Dongji Kingdom throughout the dynasties.

"Heavenly veins refer to the time of day and destiny. Earthly veins refer to the geographical advantages and the beautiful mountains and rivers. Human veins refer to the harmony among people and unity of purpose..."

As soon as Ye Qingzhou opened his divine eyes, he saw a giant dragon crawling between the mountains and rivers above Dragon City. Its scales were red-gold, its eyes were as blue as the sky, its fangs were bared and its claws were dancing. It looked mighty and solemn, and full of divine brilliance.

"In military terms, the weather is not as important as the location, and the location is not as important as the people. The same is true for dragon veins. Today, the land of Dongji is peaceful and prosperous, and its power is growing day by day. Therefore, Wanli Dragon City, as the carrier of the dragon vein, gathers the faith of 1.4 billion people. The power of thought is vast and boundless, far surpassing the power of mountains and rivers."

Obviously, this is the most suitable Feng Shui place to build the Heaven and Earth Furnace and forge the God-killing Spear using the technique of joint forging between heaven and man.

After a while, Gu Minghui also arrived at Longhuiling.

"Ye Qingzhou."

"Dr. Gu."

People are in high spirits when they are happy. Today, Gu Minghui's face is filled with an unstoppable smile: "How are you preparing?"

"The materials are ready, and the War Emperor will also lend a hand when the time comes. However, the peerless divine weapon that can carry the Emperor's weapon can seize the fortune of heaven and earth and invade the mysteries of the sun and the moon. Therefore, once it is born, it will surely trigger a catastrophe."

"The three calamities of heaven, earth and man?"

Gu Minghui studied under the Qing Emperor and was well versed in the innate Yi numbers. Naturally, he understood that the so-called calamity was inevitable.

Just like the trajectory of fate, everything has a destiny, and if the divine weapon emperor wants to forge it, it will inevitably infringe on the destiny of other things, so it is natural to suffer backlash.

In this world, if you want something, you have to pay the corresponding price.

What's more, flowers that can withstand wind and rain cannot bloom in a greenhouse, and magical weapons can only transform into their most complete form after experiencing disasters.

Disaster is both a test and a tempering.

Only peerless divine weapons that have gone through the three calamities of heaven, earth, and man can be called imperial weapons. They carry the complete power of the Great Dao, can decide the clouds above and the earth below, and are invincible in the world.

Ye Qingzhou said to Gu Minghui: "Among the three calamities, the heavenly thunder and earthly fire can be dealt with by me and the War Emperor. I have the Heavenly Casting Sutra and the War Emperor has the Armor-Slaying Technique. Both of these two inheritances have the means to transform the power of nature for their own use, so the most troublesome one is actually the human calamity."

Human disasters have always been the most difficult to guard against among the three disasters, because although heavenly thunder and earthly fire are very dangerous, they are known forces after all, and as long as we are prepared in advance, we can always deal with them.

But it is hard to say about human misfortune. After all, no one can completely control the trajectory of fate. Sometimes, it may only take a small variable to make all your efforts go to waste.

"Don't worry, it's ready."

After Gu Minghui finished speaking, he looked at Ye Qingzhou with a meaningful look: "And you will definitely be very surprised by then."

"surprise?"

Ye Qingzhou had a bad feeling when he heard this: "I always feel like you are plotting against me."

"Haha, you're really good at judging people."

Gu Minghui laughed out loud and admitted it directly: "Don't worry, even if there are variables, it is still under my control. The God-killing Spear is related to the fate of Blue Star. I can only win and not lose, so I will do my best to ensure your safety."

In Gu Minghui's eyes, Ye Qingzhou's value is much greater than that of a magic weapon, because he carries the destiny of saving the Blue Star and is the only variable that can break the predetermined fate.

You must know that the vitality of a planet is limited. The previous four harvests have almost squeezed out the "potential" of the Blue Planet. If we can't defend it this time, the human race's home planet will become a dead star, falling into eternal desolation and loneliness, and becoming a forbidden zone for life.

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Linjiang Martial Arts Association, President’s Office.

"President."

"Wenjie, you're here?"

Bai Yuanhu raised his head and greeted He Wenjie with a smile. After He Wenjie sat down, he told him the good news: "Although your plan to go undercover in the Heart Evil Stream this time went wrong, the result was good, so the commendation order has been issued. Here is the list, you can choose one from it."

On the list of supplies, the three rare items at the top were all earth-treasure-level materials. If they were placed outside, even a martial arts master would fight for them.

From this we can see that the authorities are still very generous. After all, although He Wenjie's mission was not successful, he had a life-and-death experience. The undercover agent almost lost his life.

The benefits that are due must still be given, otherwise who would be willing to work hard for you in the future?

However, He Wenjie was not interested in the rare treasures on the list. He looked at Bai Yuanhu solemnly and said, "President, you know, I just want to find out the truth and... take revenge."

He Wenjie has always been resentful about the He family being wiped out, which is why he willingly accepted the undercover mission.

For such a life-threatening mission, how could he risk his life to lurk beside the Rain Master unless he had a deep hatred?

It was only after He Wenjie secretly investigated through the Wushu Association's intelligence network that he vaguely learned that the tragic death of his family was related to Master Yu and also to the Ghost Swordsman Duan Ming.

Bai Yuanhu looked embarrassed when he heard this: "Wenjie, if it was before, I would definitely support you to investigate to the end. No matter what, your father He Zhongyang is also a member of our Linjiang Martial Arts Association. No matter what, we can't let him die in such an unclear way."

At this point, Bai Yuanhu changed the subject: "But you also know that the situation has changed now. The War Emperor has returned, and the Heart Evil Clan is no longer the same as before. We can't afford to offend them. Listen to your uncle's advice, don't investigate anymore, what if you really find out something? If something happens to you, the He family will really be extinct."

"..."

He Wenjie was very unwilling: "Are we going to let the blood feud between my father, my brother and my second uncle's family go away just like that?"

"Wenjie, you have to consider the overall situation."

"..."

Bai Yuanhu's tone was tactful, but He Wenjie could tell that the He family's extermination was basically over.

The current Xinsha Flow is a powerful force that the Dongji Country must strive for. It is impossible for them to destroy the cooperative relationship between the two parties just for He Wenjie's personal vendetta.

Bai Yuanhu then comforted him, "Be more open-minded. Life must go on. I have good news for you. Your transfer order has come down. The higher-ups appreciate you very much and plan to transfer you to the Imperial Capital to serve as the deputy captain. Do a good job. You may have the opportunity to be transferred to a higher-ranking position in the future."

This is the path to promotion for the Dongji Nation's Martial Arts Association. The presidents and vice presidents of the local martial arts association branches must first receive training and inspection in the Imperial Capital before taking office.

"I see."

He Wenjie had a blank expression on his face, showing no sign of any joy or happiness in his heart.

When he left, he clenched his fists with hatred on his face. His sharp nails pierced his palms, and he didn't notice anything even though they were bloody.

Unable to avenge his loved ones, and not even knowing who the real murderer was, his heart was filled with resentment and hatred, and even his martial arts will began to be tarnished.

"Why should I consider the overall situation?"

He Wenjie screamed miserably in his heart, but he became discouraged again: "But what can I do? My arms can't even bend my thighs, not to mention that if I compare myself with the Heart Evil Flow, I'm afraid I'm not even as good as a leg hair..."

When He Wenjie returned home and saw the villa, which used to be full of laughter and joy but was now deserted, he felt heartbroken. He thought of every Mid-Autumn Festival when his father He Zhongyang would always bring him, his younger brother, and his second uncle's family to the backyard to watch the moon together and imagine a better life in the future.

But this year, I have to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone.

Just as He Wenjie was immersed in sadness, a strange voice sounded in his mind: "Want revenge?"

"think."

He Wenjie responded subconsciously, and then he was shocked and stood up suddenly: "Who is it!"

He looked panicked and looked around to find the other person, but he was the only one in the villa.

No matter how he sensed his surroundings, he could not detect any signs.

"Don't look for me anymore. I'm deep in your heart."

"Who are you anyway?"

"I'm the only one who can help you get revenge."

"..."

"What, you don't believe it?"

"Why should I believe you?"

He Wenjie was alert. He knew that the other party must be a powerful person with high cultivation. Maybe he was thousands of miles away and was telepathically transmitting messages to him. He was not even a martial arts master, but the other party wanted to help him get revenge. Obviously, he had bad intentions.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, I'm not the one who wants revenge."

The other party was equally fearless, with an attitude of "I have you beat."

In the end, it was He Wenjie who couldn't bear it anymore and chose to compromise.

At least, he wanted to hear what price the other party could offer.

"How are you going to help me get revenge?"

"As a token of sincerity, I can first tell you a piece of news about the identity of the real murderer who killed your father and brother."

"who is it!"

He Wenjie became impatient instantly. He had been investigating for such a long time but still could not find out the truth and the real culprit, so he was eager for this key information.

"I don't know his name."

"You fool me?"

He Wenjie was very anxious.

"Hey, don't be so anxious. I just can't figure out his name and identity, but I can figure out that he has a blood feud with your family. And this hatred is not directly between you and him, but your father has a feud with his father, and it's the kind that won't end until one of them dies."

After listening to the mysterious man's description, He Wenjie's eyes widened, and the most suitable candidate immediately emerged in his mind: "Ye Qingzhou!?"

The fact that He Zhongyang assassinated Ye Xiangyang was no secret within the Wushu Association. It was just that the Gu family helped cover it up, so they were able to deceive their superiors and subordinates and no one was held accountable.

Now that the Gu family in Xingcheng has been wiped out, the conflict between He Zhongyang and Ye Xiangyang is naturally known to everyone.

Even within the Wushu Association, some people had long wanted to use this incident to make a fuss in order to please Ye Qingzhou.

If He Wenjie had not hidden his identity and gone undercover, he might have lost his life now. Ye Qingzhou wouldn't even have to give the order, as there were many people willing to do him a favor.

"Oh, so that person's name is Ye Qingzhou?"

The mysterious man laughed strangely: "It seems that his identity is very important. He actually asked people from the Qing Emperor's lineage to conceal his destiny and fate. Even I can hardly sense it."

"How could it be him!?"

He Wenjie couldn't believe it, but when he thought about it carefully, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that if the murderer was Ye Qingzhou, then everything made sense.

"My father died right after he participated in the sword fighting competition. I'm afraid he was the one who secretly killed the Gu family...Jue Jian! Could he be the mysterious disciple of Master Yu, Jue Jian?"

Although Ye Qingzhou was very careful when he put on the alias of "Juejian", and both his fighting style and the sword techniques he used were different, He Wenjie still believed that Ye Qingzhou was Juejian.

"Ye Qingzhou, I will not be a human being if I don't kill you!"

He Wenjie's eyes were blazing with fire and filled with hatred.

The hatred for the murder of his father is irreconcilable. Now that he knows who the enemy is, when He Wenjie wants to take revenge, he finds that he is so weak and powerless.

"No, Ye Qingzhou is hiding too deeply. He can single-handedly defeat Chenli Kingdom and sweep away thousands of troops with just one sword. I am no match for him."

He Wenjie had already known the identity of his enemy, but he had no ability to take revenge. He hated his own incompetence.

"You want revenge? I'll help you."

The joking, yet somewhat bewitching voice once again echoed through He Wenjie's mind.

"Why are you helping me?"

"Does it matter?"

"...Yeah, that's not important at all."

He Wenjie, who had turned evil because of hatred, smiled miserably at this moment, and then his eyes became firm: "As long as I can get revenge, what does it matter if I sell my soul to the devil?"

"Humans, they are so interesting."

The mysterious voice soon formed a spiritual contract with He Wenjie, and He Wenjie began his journey to Dijing, because his enemy was in Dijing at that time.

…………

Izumo Province, Hii ​​River.

Eight major rivers converge here, and the waterways crisscross, forming a shape like snake scales.

The area is densely covered with rivers and streams that flood regularly. For thousands of years, it has been a miasma-filled swamp. The humid and warm environment has made it a paradise for poisonous snakes and insects.

And deep in the swamp, stands a magnificent palace, its name is the God of Disaster.

The deity enshrined in the Misfortune Shrine is none other than the Yamata-no-Orochi, the evil god in the mythology of Izumo Province.

In the hall filled with smoke, a charming shrine maiden was kneeling in front of the shrine, seemingly praying devoutly to the Yamata-no-Orochi, the deity she believed in.

The loose white clothes and scarlet hakama could not hide her voluptuous figure. Her delicate oval face was as white as snow and not stained by dust. Such a beauty would arouse any man's instinctive desire when he saw her.

And she was none other than the woman who had appeared in Lingjue Temple before and conspired with Fa Yan, the priestess Himeno Yakumo of the Disaster God Palace.

It was late at night and a cool breeze blew the candlelight in the hall.

In the flickering firelight, a strange figure appeared behind Himeno Yakumo: "Hehehe~ Yin Ji, you still have such a bad taste."

roar~
The mythical creature Yamata no Orochi, which possesses the fighting power of a king of war, hisses angrily at the newcomers. Its eight huge heads keep spitting out tongues, threatening the newcomers.

"Hey, Yin Ji, keep your dog under control."

Himeno Yakumo opened his eyes and gently stroked the scales of the Yamata-no-Orochi with his hands, as if he was stroking a barking house dog.

In the eyes of outsiders, she is a priestess of the Palace of the God of Disaster and a servant dedicated to the gods.

However, in reality, Himeno Yakumo is the reincarnation of the snake mother Yin Ji, and her true identity is Lust, one of the seven phases of the Emperor of Destruction.

As for the Yamata-no-Orochi, it is just a pet dog that He raises.

"Tuntian, what are you doing here?"

"Mahakala is dead, and the people of Dongji are now planning to use his remains to forge a magic weapon."

"and then?"

The snake mother Yin Ji stretched out her fingers and stroked the jaw of one of the heads of the Yamata no Orochi, with a look of disapproval, and it was obvious that she did not take Tuntian's words to heart.

Such a careless attitude made Tuntian very unhappy: "Yin Ji, how about we join forces?"

"No way."

Snake Mother Yin Ji refused without thinking: "The Emperor Mie died with the help of the Green Emperor and the Yin Emperor in order to enter the Blue Star through reincarnation and take the Dao Fruit for himself. We are just clones, and we just need to wait quietly for the Emperor to return after his tribulation. Why do we have to do unnecessary things?"

"Humph, are you really willing to accept this? Why should He be the Lord while we can only serve as His nourishment? How can this be fair!"

Tian Tun was filled with resentment, as if he had inherited some of the anger after the death of Mahakala, who represented anger: "The world is still unsettled, and it is still unknown who will be in charge of the ups and downs."

"Oh, you are too greedy."

Snake Mother Yin Ji sighed: "Be careful of this greed, it will cost you your life."

"Humph, I am greedy by nature. If he had not had the ambition to swallow the sky, how could he have achieved the position of the supreme emperor? Now he is sinking in the spirit world and being suppressed by the emperors of Blue Star. This is the opportunity for us to achieve enlightenment."

"It goes without saying that the seven ministers cannot be united, otherwise why didn't you save Mahakala when he died in battle?"

The beautiful eyes of the snake mother Yin Ji were as calm as water, as if she had already seen through Tian Tun’s thoughts: “You and I have the same origin, so you want to devour Mahakala’s origin, and then devour me, and get three of the seven phases, so as to seize the foundation of Emperor Mie, and then swallow the Dao fruit alone and become the final winner... Greed is indeed the greatest original sin, your ambition is too big.”

"How is it?"

After being exposed by the snake mother Yin Ji, Tian Tun no longer hid his intentions. Instead, he deliberately threatened, "After I devour the essence of Mahakala, you will still die in a two-on-one situation!"

After saying this, Tuntian’s figure disappeared.

The snake mother Yin Ji remained unmoved: "If seduction fails, then you resort to provocation? Men are such childish creatures."

(End of this chapter)