Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 66: The origin of the sacred beast Pixiu and Zhou Jueyin?
Sinorical Institute.

Tian Sheng stood beside Fang Heng with a respectful look, listening to Fang Heng's instructions.

"From now on, I will also oversee the repair of the God-Slaying Formation."

"My energy is limited, so my time at the Sino-Agricultural Institute will definitely be reduced."

"There are many matters concerning the Sino-Agricultural Institute. Please take more care of them."

"If there is any problem, notify me immediately."

Upon hearing this, Tian Sheng was overjoyed, and a hint of excitement that was difficult to conceal flashed in his eyes.

What he likes to hear most is his immediate boss telling him to be more patient.

This means we should reuse him.

"Your Highness, don't worry. I promise to manage the Sino-Agricultural Institute in an orderly manner."

Tian Sheng immediately straightened his back and said confidently.

Fang Heng assigned the next work of Sinongyuan to Tian Sheng and Jian Bingyang.

Fortunately, the first batch of Holy Emperor Rice has been cultivated.

The work after the Sinongyuan is up to you, Xiao Guicao.

After making all the arrangements, Fang Heng left and headed for Wenyuan Pavilion.

Wenyuan Pavilion, the core of Daqian, is where the three prime ministers work and is also the power center of the entire court.

This towering attic stands in the southeast of the imperial palace.

With black tiles, red walls and high eaves, it looks like a giant eagle with its wings spread overlooking the entire capital.

There are eight white marble steps in front of the pavilion, each of which is carved with auspicious cloud patterns.

Second only to the nine-level white marble steps that symbolize the "Nine Fives Supreme".

The guards in front of the door were wearing black armor and holding long spears, emitting a deep and cold luster.

Fang Heng climbed the stairs and arrived at Wenyuan Pavilion without any obstruction.

In the center of the main hall of the Council Hall, there is a huge rosewood desk.

The desk was piled high with memorials and documents, each of which was stamped with a vermilion official seal.

An old man in a purple robe was handling memorials skillfully.

This old man in purple robe is the Right Prime Minister of Daqian.

The rest of the officials were moving back and forth in the council hall.

If you look closely, you can see that the right prime minister is the center of everyone.

The rest of the officials are like planets orbiting the sun.

This shows how important the authority of the Right Prime Minister is.

After the Left Prime Minister left Beijing, Emperor Yuanchu did not appoint a new Left Prime Minister, but only let the Right Prime Minister temporarily take over the position of Left Prime Minister.

One man commands seven departments, and the Right Prime Minister is extremely powerful, second only to the emperor and above everyone else.

As a result, the Council of State became a place where the right prime minister had the final say.

Any resolution, as long as it is approved by the Right Prime Minister, can be drafted and submitted to Emperor Yuanchu.

As for Prime Minister Wu, he was suppressed by the left and right prime ministers in his opinions on government affairs in the past.

Apart from military affairs, its presence is very weak.

After the Left Prime Minister left the capital, the Wu Prime Minister was still ambitious at first, thinking that without the suppression of the Left Prime Minister, he would have a chance to compete with the Right Prime Minister.

However, the insidiousness of the civil servants still exceeded the expectations of this rough man.

Whenever he and the Right Prime Minister had different ideas, the Left Prime Minister's followers would rather help the Right Prime Minister, their political enemy, and unite against the outside world to suppress his voice.

This made Wu Xiang very angry.

In less than half a month, the right prime minister's words were final in the council hall.

Seeing that the Right Prime Minister's words were law, the Martial Prime Minister immediately gave up the idea of ​​competing with him.

He simply gave up and stayed at home on sick leave for a long time.

How could a top martial arts expert like Wu Xiang get sick?
All the officials in the Council Hall, from top to bottom, understood.

The right prime minister understood Emperor Yuanchu's intention.

These days, the prince's power has been quietly suppressed.

Those officials who had originally defected to the prince were thrown into prison if they were found guilty.

Even if he is not guilty, he will be marginalized by the right prime minister and sent to a poor government office.

In just over a month, many new faces appeared among the court officials.

Hearing Fang Heng's footsteps, the Right Prime Minister looked up with a hint of fatigue on his face.

He put down the memorial in his hand, stood up, and looked as if he was going to salute Fang Heng.

"This old minister pays homage to His Majesty the Ninth Prince."

"The Right Prime Minister cannot do this."

"You have worked hard and made great contributions, but this bow of yours truly embarrasses me, my prince."

Fang Heng hurriedly stepped forward and supported the right prime minister.

His face showed concern for the right prime minister.

In fact, he kept criticizing the right prime minister in his heart.

The right prime minister is an old fox.

What a great actor!
If he really accepted the Right Prime Minister’s greeting today.

All the civil servants in the court must be dissatisfied.

Even if they don't dare to express their dissatisfaction with me openly, they will still point fingers at me in secret.

Therefore, Fang Heng absolutely could not accept this bow.

As expected, Fang Hengyi supported him and the Right Prime Minister stood up without any hesitation.

The Right Prime Minister knew very well that he had been able to serve in the officialdom for decades and become an unshakable figure in the officialdom, so he must have his own way of being an official.

Humble and respectful.

I will strictly follow my duty as a subject.

Not to mention an adult prince like Fang Heng, even for a prince who was still learning to speak, the Right Prime Minister showed respect.

This is not for the princes to see.

This was shown to Emperor Yuanchu.

Even though he is so powerful now, he is second only to the emperor and above everyone else.

But you must never show any arrogance or overstep your bounds.

The higher you stand, the more you realize how unpredictable God's will is.

After Fang Heng and the Right Prime Minister sat down, they began to discuss the repair work of the God-Slaying Array.

"My father has ordered me to oversee the restoration of the God-Slaying Formation. However... I, the young prince, am not proficient in formation techniques, so I still need you, Right Prime Minister. Please bear with me."

"Your Highness, you are too polite."

"Your Highness, we still need your support and cooperation in the many matters concerning the restoration of the God-Slaying Formation."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that the other party's attitude was not bad.

Before coming to Wenyuan Pavilion.

Fang Heng was worried that the Right Prime Minister was the Second Prince's man and would be on guard against him at every turn, or even exclude him.

Now it seems that the Right Prime Minister still has a fair heart.

Fang Heng didn't know that the Right Prime Minister also breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that a useless member of the royal family would come and hold him back.

Fortunately, although the Ninth Prince was not familiar with the formation, he knew his own limitations and did not interfere.

The Right Prime Minister picked up the white porcelain blue and white teacup, took a sip of the spiritual tea, and spoke slowly.

"The God-Slaying Formation was personally arranged by Taizu. The materials used to construct it alone consumed the imperial treasury for three years."

"The entire God-Slaying Formation is extremely complex. It has five major formation cores, each consisting of 360 formations, all interconnected."

"Each formation is composed of 129,600 prohibitions, which coincides with the number of one yuan."

“Without the formation diagram, even a formation master would find it like reading a heavenly book.”

"Where is the formation diagram of the God-Slaying Formation?" Fang Heng asked.

"In the belly of the sacred beast."

The right minister nodded slightly.

The sacred beast he mentioned is the guardian beast of Daqian - Pixiu.

This Pixiu is a descendant of the ancient mythical beasts.

The Pixiu clan had become extinct as early as ancient times.

I wonder where Taizu got the Pixiu that is now guarding Daqian from?
For ten thousand years, he has been protecting Daqian diligently.

Pixiu, similar to the dragon in Western fantasy novels, has the habit of collecting treasures and guarding the treasures for the emperor.

And...the Pixiu uses the precious energy of treasures as nourishment for cultivation.

Relying on the ancient heritage and treasures of Daqian, his strength is unfathomable.

Moreover, the Pixiu clan is also good at the art of escaping into the void.

If it wants to leave, even if several powerful people in the twelfth realm join forces, they will not be able to stop it.

Because of this, the emperors of Daqian throughout the dynasties were very confident in the Pixiu guarding their treasures.

The most important treasures of Daqian are basically hidden in the belly of the Pixiu.

For example, the blueprint of the God-Slaying Formation is too important.

There is only one complete copy of the blueprint in the entire Daqian, and it is hidden in the belly of the Pixiu.

"The diagram of the Great God-Slaying Formation is of great importance. I ask the Ninth Prince to go with me and retrieve it."

"The words of the Right Prime Minister are mature and prudent."

Fang Heng nodded slightly and said in a deep voice.

To accomplish such an important task as obtaining the diagram of the God-Slaying Formation, two people must indeed act together.

Otherwise, if something goes wrong, you won’t be able to wash yourself clean even if you jump into the Yellow River.

Yujing Nanshan is nestled between mountains and water, with beautiful scenery.

Nanshan is also the only mountain located within Yujing City.

The reason why it is in Yujing City is because this is the residence of the sacred beast Pixiu.

Therefore, the people of Yujing City also call it the Holy Beast Mountain, Pixiu Mountain, or simply refer to it as the Treasure Mountain.

The Right Prime Minister, Fang Heng, and a dozen Wenyuan Pavilion officials went to Nanshan.

Along the way, the Right Prime Minister seemed to remember something and asked Fang Heng.

"Your Highness, are you aware of the important events that have occurred in the God-Slaying Division in the past two days?"

Fang Heng was slightly stunned, then immediately reacted.

The big event that the Right Prime Minister mentioned was probably Shang Hongye's investigation of the traitor in the God-Slaying Division.

Fang Heng could even hear a hint of gloating in the Right Prime Minister's tone.

The person who was happiest when the God-Slaying Department was investigating the traitor was definitely not Zhou Jueyin, but all the civil and military officials in the court.

The God-Slaying Department is the emperor's sharp sword, supervising all officials.

If he got into trouble, the civil and military officials in the court would have reason to persuade the emperor to disband the God-Punishing Department.

At the very least, the power of the God-Slaying Department to monitor all officials must be removed.

"The Right Prime Minister is referring to the traitor within the God-Slaying Division?"

"Business! What do you think, Your Highness?"

"Is there really someone like Zhou Jue Yin in the God Punishment Division?"

The Right Prime Minister asked solemnly.

Fang Heng was able to see through Zhou Jueyin's conspiracy and discovered that Zhou Jueyin's sneak attack on Meiyuan was to cover up his secret destruction of the God-Slaying Formation.

This talent for solving cases has been recognized by the Right Prime Minister. Hence, this question.

Fang Heng touched his chin, pondered for a moment, and spoke slowly.

"I think this is probably another trick of Zhou Jueyin."

"What do you mean?" The Right Prime Minister asked in a deep voice.

"Judging from Zhou Jueyin's actions, this guy is very thoughtful and will definitely not reveal his intentions easily."

"In the Zhushen Sitian Prison, if someone kills someone to silence them, no matter who the investigator is, as long as they are not stupid, they will investigate the traitor."

"That's why I'm certain that Princess Anyang's operation this time will most likely be in vain."

When the Right Prime Minister heard Fang Heng's address to Shang Hongye, he raised his eyebrows and spoke in a joking and teasing tone.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to change your address."

"Cough-cough-"

"Isn't this a marriage that hasn't been finalized yet?"

Fang Heng cleared his throat and secretly complained in his heart.

The Right Prime Minister is already quite old, yet he is still so gossipy.

Then, Fang Heng said.

"Zhou Jueyin's purpose is probably to disrupt vision and fish in troubled waters."

"Your Highness, what do you think Zhou Jueyin's fish is?"

"This……"

Fang Heng hesitated for a moment and spoke with a lack of energy.

"Perhaps, it is also to slow down the repair of the God-Slaying Formation."

"Of course, this is just my guess."

Slow down the repair of the God-Slaying Formation?
What's the use of this?

If the erosion of the God-Slaying Array had not been exposed, then what Zhou Jueyin did would still be meaningful.

But now, the imperial court has discovered the problems in the God-Slaying Formation.

Once all efforts are made to repair the damage, what can Zhou Jueyin do?
Faced with the overwhelming momentum of the imperial court, even if the six sects of the Shinto sect joined forces, they would not be able to stop it, let alone him, Zhou Jueyin, who was alone.

The Right Prime Minister did not comment on Fang Heng's speculation.

As they were talking, the two arrived at Nanshan.

Above Nanshan Mountain, clouds and mist are swirling, like a fairyland.

The ancient trees in the mountains are towering, lush and tall, and the peaks are stacked up one after another, blocking out the sky and the sun.

The breeze blew, making a low rustling sound.

Climbing up Nanshan Mountain, Fang Heng finally saw the guardian beast of Daqian - Pixiu.

Its body is like a tiger or leopard, and its head and tail are like a dragon.

Its color is both gold and jade, and it has a horn on its head that leans back.

It has a pair of wings on its shoulders but cannot extend them.

Just looking at his appearance, he is extremely majestic.

The moment everyone climbed up Nanshan Mountain, the Pixiu sensed their arrival, opened its eyes slightly, and spoke.

The Pixiu's voice was like a huge bell, so deep that it made everyone's eardrums tremble.

"Right Prime Minister, what do you want this time?"

"Please trouble the Holy Beast to retrieve the blueprints of the God-Slaying Formation."

"The God-Slaying Formation?"

"Hey, is there finally a problem?"

"I told Fang Qi a long time ago not to use that ridiculous God-Slaying Formation."

"It's no use!"

"Seal up so many divinities, and sooner or later it will attract the covetousness of evil gods."

"Now there's a problem."

Pixiu kept complaining in front of everyone.

He is just like a keyboard warrior on the Internet, acting like if you had listened to me earlier, you wouldn't be in this situation today.

Fang Heng looked strange after hearing what Pixiu said.

The Fang Qi it mentioned was the name of Taizu.

In the whole world, perhaps only the Pixiu in front of us dares to call Taizu like this.

The right prime minister's eyelids drooped slightly. It was not the first time he had dealt with a Pixiu, so he was no longer surprised.

He said softly to Fang Heng, "Your Highness, this is the nature of a sacred beast. Don't be too surprised."

"Right Prime Minister, rest assured, I know."

In front of everyone, Pixiu attacked Taizu with a burst of attacks, and only Zuan was left to greet him.

After waiting for a while, the Pixiu seemed to have had enough of cursing. It opened its huge mouth and spat out a large number of jade slips, which piled up on the ground like a small hill.

"These are the diagrams of the God-Slaying Formation. Take them."

"This thing has never been taken out since it entered my stomach three thousand years ago."

"It took me a while to figure out where I put it."

"Tell Fang Ding to give me some extra food."

Fang Ding was the name of Emperor Yuanchu.

Calling the Yuan Dynasty Emperor by his name is a serious crime punishable by death.

It's just a Pixiu...

Ugh!
never mind!

Just pretend you didn’t hear anything!
Fang Heng and others hurried back to Wenyuan Pavilion with the jade slip of the formation diagram.

The Pixiu looked at Fang Heng's departing back, sniffed, and murmured.

"You have a lot of treasures on you!"

"There is the aura of the previous dynasty, and also the aura of the White Lotus lineage."

"Woo woo—this Ninth Prince is worth much more than the Crown Prince."

……

Wenyuan Pavilion.

After everyone returned to Wenyuan Pavilion, they immediately began to check the jade slips.

There were many jade slips, and everyone split up and took charge of a part.

Fortunately, in addition to the formation diagram, there are also annotations in the jade slip.

Unlike some unscrupulous programmers who write a mountain of shitty code without commenting it, not only others can't understand it, even they themselves can't understand it.

However, when he saw the notes in the jade slip, Fang Heng frowned slightly.

"Right Prime Minister, I remember that the God-Slaying Formation was designed by Taizu himself."

"The formation diagram and annotations in the jade slips were also written by Taizu himself."

When the Right Prime Minister heard Fang Heng's words, he nodded slightly.

"exactly"

"I wonder what Your Highness has discovered? Is there something wrong with these jade slips?"

"Of course there is a problem!"

"This is a big problem!"

Fang Heng said in a deep and resounding voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Wenyuan Pavilion suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

"I wonder what's the problem?" The right prime minister's heart skipped a beat and he asked.

"The annotations in the jade slips are not written by Taizu!"

When everyone heard this, their faces changed instantly.

After a closer look, it is indeed not Taizu's handwriting.

Taizu left behind many calligraphy works, and those present naturally recognized Taizu's handwriting.

I was just busy looking at the formation diagram and didn't notice that the handwriting didn't match.

"Tingzhang, what's going on?"

The right prime minister raised his head and looked at a middle-aged scholar.

This middle-aged scholar is the new doctor of the Formation Court - Zhou Tingzhang.

Zhou Tingzhang stepped forward and spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

"Right Prime Minister, Ninth Prince, there is something you don't know."

"The jade slip containing the original diagram of the God-Slaying Formation was lost three thousand years ago."

"The jade slips we have today are copies made by later generations, not Taizu's originals."

"Lost? Why was it lost in the first place?"

The right prime minister frowned and spoke in a scolding tone.

Zhou Tingzhang's face showed helplessness and a hint of inexplicable grievance.

He lowered his voice and spoke in a cryptic tone beside the two of them.

"Three thousand years ago, when the Crown Prince of Emperor Li left Yujing, he took away the original copy of the God-Slaying Formation."

Emperor Li!

These two words are like a hedgehog.

Fang Heng and the Right Prime Minister almost jumped up after hearing this.

Emperor Li, these two words are absolutely taboo in the court.

Three thousand years ago, Emperor Li was so incompetent that the people suffered and the country was in chaos.

It seemed that the Daqian Empire was about to collapse.

His Majesty Emperor Xuan, who was still a prince of the royal family at the time, launched an army to purge the court of corrupt officials.

Fight all the way from Jiangnan to Yujing and restore order.

Before the army entered the city, Emperor Li knew that the situation was hopeless, so he burned himself to death on Qingyun Terrace.

The Crown Prince of Emperor Li also disappeared inexplicably that night and has never been seen since.

Because the Daqian imperial lineage had shifted three thousand years ago, the word "Emperor Li" became the biggest taboo in the imperial court.

As for Emperor Xuan who started the rebellion at that time, he was Fang Heng's direct ancestor.

After ascending the throne, he worked hard to govern the country and revived the country, and was given the temple name Zhongzong.

Besides.

The hunt for Emperor Li's descendants has not ended yet.

As for the specific situation, no one knows.

Not to mention the Right Prime Minister, even the God-Slaying Department was completely unaware of the situation.

All matters concerning the hunting down of Emperor Li's descendants were handled solely by Heibingtai.

"Right Prime Minister, the God-Slaying Formation is extremely complex. Even a Grandmaster of formations cannot easily break it."

"To secretly destroy the God-Slaying Formation without anyone noticing, this kind of method is definitely not something that can be described as brilliant by the art of formation."

"Unless Zhou Jueyin has the complete battle formation diagram in his hands."

"But the sacred beast said that these formation diagrams have been stored in its stomach for three thousand years and no one has taken them out since."

Speaking of it.

A horrifying guess suddenly emerged in everyone's mind.

(End of this chapter)