The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 66: Heavenly Master’s Cloak, I am the Immortal.

Huainan State.

Huainan Liu An, Dayu's relics, Fangxiangshi, and the golden four-eyed mask.

Connect the various clues.

Liang Yue suddenly realized what was going on in Mount Lu.

Liu An was the last cultivator and Huainan Kingdom was his territory, so the ancestor of the Xiang family might have come to him for help.

Liu An met the ancestor of the Xiang family and demonstrated how to use the golden four-eyed mask.

This so-called relic of Dayu might have been left by the ancestor of Xiangshi or by Huainanzi.

"It turns out to be the golden four-eyed mask. Looks like we have to go to Xunyang County."

Liang Yue knew what the treasure was, and he immediately felt excited.

But I've been busy lately, so I'll go there later after a while.

Five hundred years have passed. If someone could have taken it out, they might have taken it long ago and would not have kept it for themselves.

Thinking of this, Liang Yue wrote a letter and sent it to Tao Yuanming by carrier pigeon to establish a good relationship with Zhang Wenzhi. Liang Yue's intuition told him that Zhang Wenzhi might know some ancient secrets.

The next day, early morning.

A breeze blows at dawn and the sun rises through the window.

Liang Yue got up and put on his coat. Because Yingtai was pregnant, he went to sleep next door.

At this time, the Golden Crow flew over with flapping wings, holding a letter in its mouth.

"Whose letter?"

Liang Yue opened it and found out it was a letter from Tao Yuanming.

The letter said that he saw the Taiping Heavenly Master Dao.

The people of the Taiping Tianshi Dao are currently in Chaisang and are quite popular among celebrities.

Liang Yue had previously asked Tao Yuanming to pay attention to this matter, so as soon as it appeared, he quickly wrote a letter to inform him.

"Is it you again?"

Liang Yue was shocked. It seemed that they knew Kuaiji would be difficult to conquer, so they changed their route.

This member of the Sun family might be the tomb-raiding captains roaming around the country that Xie Xuan mentioned before.

"Captain of the Tomb Raiders, you must root out the weeds to get rid of them."

Liang Yue doesn't like this group of people very much.
"Yingtai, I'm going out for a while."

He said goodbye to Zhu Yingtai, packed up and left.

"Dao Ji, take care of the family." When he met Tan Dao Ji on the road, he reminded him again.

"Yes."

After leaving the fort and finding a deserted place, he took out a pair of chopsticks from his storage bag.

boom! !

The chopsticks fell to the ground and turned into a dark horse.

He rode on a wooden horse and headed to Mount Lushan.

I enjoy the scenery along the way and have no time to worry about anything else.

……

In Chaisang, by the river, thousands of sails pass by.

Tower ships, painted boats, and small boats picking lotus.

On the shore, there were loud gongs and drums, firecrackers blasting, and some people were dancing with lions. The lions were furious and majestic.

A man wearing paper and bamboo armor, dressed as a warrior, teasing the lion with a colorful ball in his hand.

Not far away, there were people releasing dragon-shaped lanterns on the water.

On the waterside pavilions, there are famous scholars who are elegant. They wear loose robes and have lead powder on their faces. Some of them take Wu Shi San orally and behave in a bohemian manner, while others burn incense and play the piano.

An altar was built next to the water pavilion, with a blazing bonfire in front of the altar.

A young man in a green Taoist robe with gold patterns stood on the shore, with a famous teacher explaining to him.

"This is the Chaisang Lion Dance and the Water Dragon Lantern. The plague just ended not long ago, and a few of us pooled some money to worship the Water Dragon King. Now that the Immortal Sun is here, we might as well pray for the people of Chaisang. We will be very grateful." said Zhou Xing, the new Xunyang prefect.

"Good, praying for the common people is a great kindness."

Soon, the ceremony began.

Sun Ding put on a demon mask, a snow-white cloak, and danced on the altar.

"I respectfully request the Black Killer God of the North to come quickly to protect my body. I will follow the sky into the sky, follow the earth into the earth, follow the mountain into the mountain, follow the fire into the fire..."

While chanting the incantation, Sun Ding's voice became deep and hoarse, and combined with the sound of the Taoist children's drums, the scene became solemn and dignified.

Wow! !

Sun Ding leaped three feet high, his sleeves flying, and jumped into the bonfire, chanting a spell.

The flames burned his chest, but there was no damage at all, except for a little dust.

The people watching around worshipped him as a god and kept bowing to him.

Sun Ding really enjoyed the feeling of being worshipped by everyone.

This is a magical fighting technique.

The original plan was to summon heavenly soldiers for a performance, but after Sun Yue's incident, they temporarily changed it to spirit possession.

After all, turning beans into soldiers requires cooperation from others, and there is even a risk of the soldiers being destroyed.

The art of fighting only requires good acting skills and a few tricks.

The secret that allowed him to enter the fire without getting burned was the great cloak of the Heavenly Master that he was wearing.

Sun Ding successfully established himself here and became an honored guest of the nobles. In this era when magic tricks were not revealed, most people, including warriors, did not know that this was not real magic.

……

Wulao Peak, Qinglian Temple.

Zhang Wenzhi listened to the sound of bamboo at night, his eyes half closed. The sound of bamboo leaves, wind and cicadas seemed like the mountains and rivers were telling their stories.

This kind of situation has been going on for decades.

When will the immortals that Master mentioned come with my destiny?
Maybe not in his generation, but in the distant future.

"It's time to find a successor." Two faces flashed through Zhang Wenzhi's memory.

One is Tao Yuanming, and the other is naturally Liang Yue.

Tao Yuanming wanted to retire to the countryside, but his mind was not at peace.

Liang Yue has an excellent character, but it seems that he has too many worldly affairs and cannot let go completely.

He doesn't have too high requirements for accepting disciples now. He has lowered the requirements for going down the mountain and only requires them to stay here for a long time.

The way of immortals is elusive and hard to find.

Suddenly, Zhang Wenzhi's ears moved, and a rustling sound came from afar.

He immediately hid behind a pillar.

Benedict...

A series of arrows hit the wooden pillar and penetrated three inches into the wood.

Two dark figures swooped down like giant birds.

The dagger with a cold glow seemed to be poisonous, and even the hands holding the dagger turned black. This was the sign of Dan Ding Gong.

"Dog thief!!"

Zhang Wenzhi shouted angrily, and as soon as he finished speaking, his clothes exploded and his body grew larger.

His muscles were knotted, his spine was bulging, and his veins were bulging, just like a purple dragon.

boom!
Zhang Wenzhi rushed forward and threw an ordinary punch, causing one of the men in black to groan and spew out internal organs from his mouth.

He then grabbed the other assassin's right arm with his backhand, twisted it hard, twisting the man's arm into a knot, and punched him in the head.

"What kind of internal power?" A terrified voice came from the bushes. They were just trying to get some benefits based on local legends and never thought they would encounter such a master.

Zhang Wenzhi rushed into the bushes.

At this time, several figures broke into the house.

Zhang Wenzhi's face changed and his body paused for a moment.

puff! !

The assassin seized the opportunity and shot Zhang Wenzhi's thigh with a crossbow. The poison applied on the crossbow quickly paralyzed his body.

boom! !

Zhang Wenzhi fell down, and the assassin did not dare to finish him off. The others looted the place and left.

"Gone……"

Zhang Wenzhi's eyes gradually became dull and he felt unwilling inside.

Sixty years of persistence, just like that, gone.

Night falls, morning approaches, and the sky in the east begins to turn pale.

This poison has penetrated deeply into the five internal organs, and even gods cannot cure it.

The task that Master gave me could no longer be completed.

When Zhang Wenzhi was unconscious, he saw a familiar face.

When I woke up, I found myself lying on the bed.

"Shan Bo? How many days have I been unconscious?"

"Sanri, the bad news is that your room was ransacked, but the good news is that the heartbreak poison is gone."

In order to prevent Zhang Wenzhi from asking too many questions, Liang Yue told him everything in advance.

"Not good, something has happened in the ancestral tomb."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wenzhi straightened up his sick body and was about to get up.

"Stop, you can't move around for now." Liang Yue pressed him down forcefully. "What did you lose? Why are you so anxious?"

"A treasure left by our ancestors, a Han Dynasty tile."

Zhang Wenzhi didn't have the strength to get up for a while, so he simply gave up.

"What does this thing do?"

"The Hanwu tile was passed down by our ancestors and is said to be the key to unlocking the treasures of the gods."

Zhang Wenzhi speaks the truth.

"Why don't you take it yourself?"

"Someone tried it before, but it didn't work. Only a true immortal can break it. Master once said that there were gods in ancient times. The gods and immortals changed in various ways, but their spiritual energy disappeared and their methods were not revealed. Until the last immortal lost his magic power, the magic weapon was no longer effective."

"The ancestors then sealed the treasure and left it for the immortals in the future who were destined to find it."

"You yourself said that you have no spiritual energy, so how can there be a god?"

"I don't know. I will keep it until I pass it on to the next person."

"..." Liang Yue was somewhat speechless. For something so illusory, he actually held on for a decade. "Since you said that the Han Wudi tiles cannot open the treasure, why are you still afraid of losing it?"

"Leave it to the next generation, there will always be hope." Thinking of this, Zhang Wenzhi looked at Liang Yue and said sincerely, "Shan Bo, be my disciple. I have the secret book Purple Dragon Kung Fu and a rare elixir Purple Dragon Pill. It will help you learn the unique skills."

"I am not very talented and knowledgeable, so I am afraid I cannot fulfill your wish." Liang Yue refused.

"Why did you come here this time?" It turned out that Zhang Wenzhi had misunderstood.

He thought that Liang Yue came here late at night to learn from a master, so he explained a lot to awaken Liang Shanbo's interest in the way of immortals.

Without waiting for Liang Yue to answer, Zhang Wenzhi waved his hand and said, "Well, don't publicize what happened today. I would like to thank Shanbo for his help with the elixir."

He planned to lie down for a while and then go to the valley to check the ancestral tomb.

Many people had gone up the mountain before to look for the so-called relics of Zhang Daoling, and he dealt with them one by one, but he didn't expect to be tricked this time.

Perhaps this group of people’s target is the ancestral tomb.

They probably wouldn't be able to find the ancestral tomb for a while, and now that three days have passed, it's hard to say.

Liang Yue suddenly spoke up at this time, saying: "Could it be that the Fang Xiang clan's golden mask is hidden in the ancestral mausoleum?"

Zhang Wenzhi suddenly raised his head with a hint of shock in his eyes.

"who are you?"

"What if I am a god?"

(End of this chapter)