The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

If Li Changxiao was not wrong.

Zuo Qiuye and the others should be close to their destination.

Xuanwu Secret Treasure...

Li Changxiao's figure appeared out of nowhere in the dense jungle.

He casually broke off a lotus leaf, unscrewed the cork of the wine gourd with a pop, and poured the wine into the lotus leaf.

Drop by drop, like jade beads, Li Changxiao reached into the small cloth bag at his waist, picked up a pinch of salt and sprinkled it into the wine.

Strong liquor with salt.

It tastes very strange at first, but afterwards I kind of miss that weird taste.

After taking a sip, Li Changxiao continued walking forward.

Soon, I saw a dark secret passage. Both sides were neatly carved, with traces of shovels digging.

Here is the entrance to the Xuanwu secret treasure.

Li Changxiao bent down slightly and entered the secret passage.

After walking about a hundred meters, the view in front of me suddenly opened up, as if I had arrived in another world.

……

There are not many people Zuo Qiuye can trust.

Only brought three people.

A sturdy man with very broad palms covered with calluses, nicknamed Laotie, is a disciple of the Kaishan Sect. The predecessor of the Kaishan Sect was called the Chanshan Sect, which was of the lower nine classes. Their skills in dealing with people were average and they could only barely protect themselves. But when they met the Shankai Sect, they were well-deserved leaders.

This sect's work is very diverse, involving both black and white, and they often deal with government officials and tomb robbers. The Kaishan Sect can be seen in the flood discharge channels outside Longcheng.

A petite woman with a little gray mink standing on her shoulder. The mink was sniffing left and right, as if looking for something.

Finally, there was a young man dressed as a scholar.

All four of them are veterans.

Although they trusted each other, they knew that people die for money and birds die for money, so they kept an eye on each other.

But fortunately, so far, everything has been going well.

“Chirp…”

At this moment, the little gray mink on the petite woman's shoulder suddenly cried out.

"The secret treasure is just ahead!" Zuo Qiuye's eyes lit up and he was a little excited.

Directly ahead, the soil is bluish-brown.

The sturdy man from the Kaishan faction took a step forward, holding a shovel and shoveled the soil.

Less than half an hour.

A clanging sound was heard.

The shovel hit something hard, a bronze iron door.

"An ancient bronze door with Xuanwu patterns engraved on it. It looks like this is the Xuanwu secret treasure." The young scholar waved his folding fan and nodded repeatedly.

The four of them worked together to push open the ancient door, revealing a straight passage paved with bluestone.

On the ground, there are these big words engraved: "Xuanwu Trial"

"Pass the test, and you will get the secret treasure." The scholar understood and smiled confidently, "That makes sense."

"Haha, I'm sure that Senior Xuanwu Grandmaster wouldn't want his inheritance to fall into the hands of a mediocre person."

There was a shrewd gleam in the scholar's eyes.

The four of them looked at each other, then stepped into the trial at the same time and gradually sank into the darkness.

After the four people walked away.

Another guest came outside the ancient bronze door.

Li Changxiao threw away the lotus leaf and looked carefully at the ancient bronze door.

The material is ordinary, just ordinary bronze, and has nothing to do with the world of cultivation.

However, the basalt engravings on it seemed very familiar to Li Changxiao.

The ferocious snake tail on the Xuanwu carving brought Li Changxiao back to his senses.

"Perhaps, the dream that I once planted will come true here." Li Changxiao murmured.

……

Dragon City.

The two flood discharge officers appointed by Huang Tingsheng ordered people to dig a flood discharge channel three miles outside the city.

This is a major project involving tens of thousands of people.

The progress is quite smooth.

Ordinary floods can no longer reach Longcheng.

In addition to flood discharge channels, a flood prevention line has also been constructed.

This is an ordinary day.

Just like usual.

It just rained a little harder.

"Clang clang clang..."

At noon.

A copper bell rang.

It's time to eat.

During the lunch break, two flood discharge officers, each holding a hot steamed bun and eating with pickles, inspected the flood discharge channel while eating.

Both of them were wearing coarse cloth, very simply. One was named Wang Shui and the other was named Zhou Wen.

"Brother Wang, do you think this flood can really affect Dragon City?"

"I don't know, but this year is definitely not peaceful."

Zhou Wen suddenly asked, "Huh? Where is Prefect Huang?"

Wang Shui said angrily, "Prefect Huang has gone to the capital... I'm telling you, you've been so busy that you don't even know where your boss is."

At this point, Wang Shui suddenly thought of something, his face looked a little strange, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Zhou Wen quickly told the other party that if he had anything to say, he could say it and he was very tight-lipped.

Wang Shui looked around and saw that there were only two people around, so he slowly said, "Brother Zhou, a few days ago, I got close to the prefect, and he told me a lot."

"Some of the content may subvert your cognition."

Wang Shui pointed to the sky and said, "Do you believe in immortals?"

Zhou Wen sneered, "Why, even my brother believes this? It's all fabricated."

"If there were immortals in heaven, there wouldn't be so many sufferings in the world."

Wang Shui continued: "But it does exist."

"Take the Lingtian Dynasty for example. You know... the officials in the past are different from the officials we have now."

"Prefect Huang said that in the past, to become an official in the imperial court, one had to practice the Dragon-following Method. Once one had performed great merit, in addition to being rewarded with gold and land, the emperor could also directly reward one's cultivation!"

"Prefect Huang said that he once met a man who was originally a mortal from Lingtian City. After ten years of hard study, he passed the imperial examination. The emperor gave an order and conferred him with the Nascent Soul cultivation!"

"So, the next moment, that person became a Nascent Soul expert with a lifespan of nearly a thousand years, and changed from a middle-aged man to a young man."

Wang Shui had a look of longing on his face as he spoke.

How powerful the dynasty was at that time.

With a single order from the emperor, even cultivation can be rewarded. At that time, all the seas will be peaceful and floods can be put out with a wave of the hand.

"Is it really that magical?" Zhou Wen looked doubtful.

Wang Shui nodded, and Zhou Wen said in confusion: "If the emperor has such ability, then the world will be..."

At this point, he covered his mouth.

Wang Shui knew what the other party wanted to say, and said: "It's not hard to understand. Just like enfeoffment of the God of Land, Goddess of Land, Goddess of Mountain and Goddess of Water, every dynasty has this right."

"But as the Son of Heaven, you should not confer titles arbitrarily, otherwise the world will be in chaos."

……

"Report!!"

In the distance, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded.

A soldier, soaking wet, rushed over here.

The soldier shouted loudly: "The flood suddenly rose sharply, the waves were 40 feet high, and all the people who dug the flood diversion channel on the front line were washed away!"

"In addition, all the counties and cities below Longcheng were submerged by floods. The floods went straight to Longcheng. One day... No, at this rate, it will be less than half a day..."

The messenger soldier had been traveling for several days and was extremely tired. In the middle of his speech, he fell off his horse with a thud.

"What!!" The steamed bun in Wang Shui's hand fell down, and his eyes widened like copper bells.

"Really? Are the counties and prefectures below really submerged?" Zhou Wen's eyes were moist as he helped the soldier who delivered the message up.

"Really!" the soldier said, "I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Originally, the front line was running out of food, so they ordered me to come back to ask for food. But I hadn't been there for an hour when a flood suddenly broke out behind me..."

The soldier was trembling all over.

He will never forget that scene in his life.

The flood, which was nearly 100 meters high, was like the bloody mouth of a dragon...

"Quick!" Zhou Wen shouted angrily, "Gather the people! Build a flood prevention line with all your strength!"

"Old Wang, go evacuate the people!"