Heaven.

This is the second time Feng Zhiping has heard this word.

The first time I heard it from Qiu Mobai's mouth, Qiu Mobai smiled and asserted that he was a celestial, that smile seemed normal, but the divine light in his eyes was intriguing.

Now, he heard this shrine from Lian Wu's mouth again, and judging from Lian Wu's expression, he had already determined that he was a celestial.

"What is a celestial being?" Feng Zhiping asked, the same question he asked when he faced Qiu Mobai.

Lian Wu shook his head: "The old slave doesn't know, this word was seen from a note of Emperor Ming Wu in his later years, you wait a minute." ”

Lian Wu got up and walked into the depths of the secret room, and after a while, he came back with a box and put it in front of Feng Zhiping, pushed open the lid and motioned for Feng Zhiping to read it.

"This is it. ”

Feng Zhiping carefully took out the paper inside, opened it lightly and glanced at it, and found that it was a rubbing, and then read it carefully.

The paper contains an essay of Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty in his later years, looking back on the past throughout, without the expected high spirits and no regrets, purely from the perspective of a bystander, calmly describing what he has experienced, thinking and thinking, and raising a few questions at the end.

The first few questions are all about martial arts, such as what is an immortal and how to become an immortal, while the latter ones are all about the underworld.

Like Feng Zhiping, he also had the same doubts about the Underworld, this mysterious organization that he had spent most of his life dealing with until the end, he couldn't see through, and he wasn't even sure if the Underworld Sect had really perished.

You An is a very suspicious person, in order to figure out the trouble in his heart, even after the last trace of the underworld sect was eliminated, he still did not give up, in addition to dealing with political affairs, the rest of his life was spent all his time studying ancient books and exploring ancient monuments, his footprints are not only Tianyuan, he has been to the major secret realms in the depths of the sea of clouds where Taishi, Kongxuan and even martial spirits are discouraged.

Unfortunately, until his death, he was not able to study the origin of the Underworld, and the Underworld Sect and similar organizations never appeared again, as if his lifelong pursuit was in vain, and he was completely troubled by himself.

However, this is not the case, and his pursuit is rewarding.

While exploring a secret place in the depths of the sea of clouds, he stumbled upon a ruined wall, found a ruin that resembled an altar in the center, and found a broken mural nearby, through the remaining part, he was surprised to find that the depiction on it was very similar to the blood sacrifice ritual held by the Underworld, but unfortunately no matter how much he searched, he could not find more information.

I thought that this clue was broken, but I didn't expect that many years later, he accidentally found the answer in Qiankun Pavilion.

Originally, the people who summoned the Qiankun Pavilion wanted to confirm whether the time of the next time the three continents coincided with Si Tianjian's calculation, and by the way, he discussed the next plan to fund the school, and when the meeting ended, he casually asked about the Underworld Sect, the Blood Sacrifice and the ruins in the depths of the sea of clouds, but he didn't think about the other party's answer, and the people of the Clinker Qiankun Pavilion actually gave the answer!

The people of Qiankun Pavilion told him that the blood sacrifice of the Underworld Sect was an ancient ritual and was very evil, so it was extinct in the ancient period, but he didn't expect it to still exist today.

As for what this ritual is used for, the people of Qiankun Pavilion don't say it, why don't they say it, You An angrily took out the authority of the emperor and forced it, but it turned out to be useless, and the people of Qiankun Pavilion were not afraid of death at all.

The people of Qiankun Pavilion told him that if he wanted to inquire about the news in Qiankun Pavilion, he had to follow the rules of Qiankun Pavilion, some news was provided for free, and some were useless for anything, and it was useless to force him, he had to be destined to be someone.

To put it simply, You An has no fate with this news, and to put it bluntly, You An is not qualified.

What kind of character is You An, no matter how big his heart is, he can't bear it, and he wants to kill people on the spot in a fit of anger.

And the people of Qiankun Pavilion said again, except for the leader who has just entered the spiritual consciousness period, the others are weak scholars who are powerless, You An can kill them, but there must be a legitimate reason, and if there is no legitimate reason to kill them, he must be mentally prepared, and remind him to calm down and think about the legacy of the emperor.

You An then remembered that there was indeed a clause in the ancestral teachings, strictly ordering future generations not to disturb the Qiankun Pavilion if they had nothing to do, and not to kill the people of the Qiankun Pavilion indiscriminately, as for why it was not mentioned, and this article undoubtedly established the transcendent status of the Qiankun Pavilion since the beginning of the dynasty.

You An had no choice but to let people go, but he was smart enough to take out a word from the mouths of the people in Qiankun Pavilion - celestial.

It is likely that only the "celestials" are qualified to know this news, and as for what the celestials are...

The people of Qiankun Pavilion left with black faces, and it was not until the new emperor succeeded to the throne after You An's death that he re-entered Beijing again.

However, this is enough, the things of "celestials" are not like the Underworld Sect, although there are not many, but some can still be found in ancient books.

From the ancient books, we know that the "heavenly man" is the chosen person of the heavens, each of whom is a martial arts wizard, and each has a strange ability, and what he does is very imaginable, far from the ordinary "genius" and "Tianjiao" can be compared.

At the same time, the celestial beings were once known as the people closest to the "immortals".

It is a pity that there are too few celestial beings, and the times are very large, and they are often short-lived, passing by in a hurry in one era after another, leaving only a few words of record, which cannot be understood more detailed and specific by future generations.

You An knew that there must be an answer in Qiankun Pavilion, but Qiankun Pavilion didn't say it, and he didn't dare to force it, so he could only write this handwritten letter with full of doubts and depression, and wrote down the six big characters of "Heavenly Man" and "Ancient Ritual" in cursive style at the end, so that Feng Zhiping, a scumbag with no ink on his chest, could feel his deep resentment.

Closed the paper, put it back in the box, and pushed it back in front of Lian Wu, Feng Zhiping didn't say a word, and only after Lian Wu cleaned up and put them back in place one by one did he smile slightly, and asked: "Fifth Uncle showed me this, I won't suspect that I am that kind of celestial, right?"

Lian Wu shook his head lightly: "It's not doubt, it's affirmation, and this is not my conclusion, but the master's, he said that you have seen immortals." ”

Feng Zhiping was taken aback: "The old man even told you this?!"

Lian Wu smiled and said: "What's so strange about this, who do you think helped you hide important information, and who made everyone in the world think that you were not only disabled, but also frightened and crazy?"

Feng Zhiping's shoulders collapsed, and he smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's me who is stupid, you will definitely know." ”

Lian Wu smiled, filled Feng Zhiping with "herbal tea", and said with a straight face after putting down the pot: "Young master, the old slave showed you these to give you a reminder, you should have a decision." ”

"What decision?"

"The decision to kill. ”

Lian Wu sat down and said solemnly: "In order to protect himself, Emperor Ming Wu dared to extinguish his feelings and awaken, and he did not leave any threat, and killed all hidden dangers before they happened." Now, how similar is your situation to his, and why do you still have the kindness of a woman?"

Feng Zhiping frowned, and didn't dare to agree: "Where is it like? People are emperors, I am a young son, he is enemies on all sides, and I still have people like my father and mother and you to protect me, it's not the same at all!"

"The identity is different, but the situation is the same, don't you look at everyone like an enemy now? Besides, what about the emperor's species, what about the prince, to put it a big disrespect, Emperor Mingwu is far less expensive than you. You are the prince of the world, but you have been an immortal, he is the emperor, has he ever seen an immortal?"

"This..."

Feng Zhiping was speechless, thinking about it like this, he seemed to be more awesome than You An, but the problem was that he didn't want to be a "widow"!

After a moment of coldness, Feng Zhiping asked, "Uncle, have you found out something, is it really the second brother...?"

Lian Wu shook his head: "No, there is no direct evidence to prove that the second young master planned that operation, and the incident three days ago does not have anything to do with the second young master from the results of the investigation, he is a victim, but..."

"Slow!" Feng Zhiping raised his hand to stop, stunned, "Victim?

Lian Wu quietly wiped the spit on his face, and said: "Yes, you are a victim, the second young master did move on you, and he killed him, but his behavior was not what he wanted, but someone controlled him, and someone secretly gave him a Gu!"

Lian Wu told Feng Zhiping everything before and after that day, including some speculations between him and Feng Moxiu.

Feng Zhiping's eyes grew bigger and bigger the more he listened, and his face was full of incredulity.

According to Lian Wu, it was true that Feng Zhiyou forced him to make a move, but he wanted to kill him completely out of the control of Gu worms, and he didn't know anything from Gu to attack!

"Is this possible?" Feng Zhiping sneered, provoking his thumb and pointing back, "That's my second brother, Feng Zhiyou, a famous martial arts wizard in Tianyuan, who has achieved great merit at the age of twenty-eight, and he is the most awesome in the world except for the old man, can he be tricked by someone? What are you kidding!"

"It's true. Lian Wu said with certainty, "Because the person who gave him Gu is very likely to be Qianzu Ke himself!"

Feng Zhiping didn't believe it, raised his eyebrows and said, "How powerful is a thousand-legged guest?"

"Yes!"

Lian Wu recalled the past, and said solemnly with a hint of fear: "Do you know why so many generals rebelled when Huangquan was exterminated? Because many people in it were not voluntary, but were unknowingly controlled by the thousand-legged guest, including three martial spirits and two titled Zhenguo Martial Gods!"

Feng Zhiping was stunned: "Martial God, won't you?"

"The cultivation of the thousand-foot guest is not worth mentioning, at that time, he had just taken shape, but the Gu worms he cultivated were quite powerful, the Huangquan Ghost Lord used his Gu to secretly control five martial spirits and a number of shapes, these people could not get rid of the influence of the Gu worms until they died, and they could only be killed. Lian Wu paused, and said in a deep voice, "One of them is still the grandson of King Zhan, and he is extremely talented, and he was about to take shape at that time, but it's a pity... Alas, the hand of Prince Zhan himself. ”

Feng Zhiping was terrified: "Looking at it this way, isn't the thousand-legged guest more powerful than the ghost master?"

"That's right!" Lian Wu said in a deep voice, "Huangquan is from the ghost lord down, the two hell venerables, the two devils, the eighteen ghost guests, the thirty-two yin demons, and the forty-nine hooked souls, none of these people are simple, and the three hundred life chasers and two thousand ghosts at the lower level are the same, each of them is a well-known ferocious and vicious person on the rivers and lakes, and those ordinary members on the periphery are the same, there is no shortage of stunts, and the most dangerous of these people is the ghost master, the thousand-footed guest, and the three Xiangjuke, and the rest have to stand aside." ”

Feng Zhiping swallowed his saliva and said puzzledly: "Qianzu Ke and Xiangju Ke are so powerful or are they just ghost guests?

Lian Wu waved his hand: "That's not how Huangquan's rank is calculated. Hades Venerables, Devils, and Ghost Guests are all high-level, belonging to the town-level masters, Yin Evil and Hook Soul are middle-level backbones, responsible for managing and executing daily operations, and the Chasing Messenger and the Ghost People are the lowest level, but they belong to the inner periphery, and their status is higher than that of most people on the periphery. And some of the peripheral members are just temporarily working for Huangquan to get what they need, and they are either extremely high in cultivation or have unique skills, and their strength is no less than that of the masters in the inner circle, and the most powerful of these people will be selected by the ghost lord or the underworld to come forward to enter the inner circle, because these people are unruly and unable to make their integrity and obedience, so Huangquan has set up the noble vacancy of 'honorable guest' to recruit, which is what we call 'ghost guest'. Huangquan's eighteen ghost guests all came like this, they are in a cooperative relationship with Huangquan, their status is transcendent, and special talents of the level of Qianzu Ke and Xiangjuke even have to pay tribute to the Underworld and the devil, and there is no relationship between the top and bottom. ”

Feng Zhiping suddenly realized: "No wonder Huangquan destroyed the ghost Lao Tzu and the ghost son of the ghost slave died seventy-seven-eighty-eight, and the eighteen ghost guests escaped the most, dare to love them as part-time workers, and the boss fell and directly smeared oil on the soles of his feet!"

Lian Wu nodded and said, "That's right, if the Eighteen Ghost Guests had been able to fight like the others, our casualties would have to at least double." ”

Feng Zhiping was speechless, thought for a while, and said: "I remember my father said that the thousand-legged guest was seriously injured when he fled, and it was difficult to heal, and even if he was cured, his strength would be greatly retired. When he met the god and healed him, but after delaying so many years, his cultivation will return to its original state at most, and it is unlikely that he will improve, and the second brother is a god after all, and he is not a fool, his temper will be returned if people look at him more, he will be tricked by someone and don't know at all?"

Lian Wu was unmoved: "What does the young master want to say?"

"I want to say, could this be a play he wrote and acted in?"

Feng Zhi looked at Lian Wu calmly, he knew that his suspicion had been committed again, but this issue was very important, he didn't vomit or be unhappy in his heart, and he needed the opinion of Lian Wu, a professional, very much.

Lian Wumu was satisfied, and said lightly: "It's unlikely, but I can't rule out this possibility, at least I haven't found anything out so far." ”

Feng Zhi was calm.

The fact that nothing was found was not to say that Feng Zhiyou was innocent, but that there was no evidence to prove whether he was guilty or innocent, and before the real culprit was found, everyone was suspicious.

In addition, Feng Zhiping also found a very interesting phenomenon, from Lian Wu's expression and tone, he found that Lian Wu seemed to be very unwilling to see Feng Zhiyou, and he did not have the kind of respect for himself and Feng Zhili.

"Fifth uncle, do you have a grudge against the second brother?"

Lian Wu's eyes flashed: "Oh, why did the young master say this?"

Feng Zhiping rolled his eyes: "Can we stop pretending and speak more quickly?" I'm not blind or deaf, I can feel your coldness towards him, you seem to be very protective of him." ”

Lian Wu laughed, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes: "Young master, the old slave likes your intelligence, you really look like Master Hou." ”

Feng Zhiping slapped the table: "Come less, don't think you can be vague, say it quickly, why did he provoke you? Did you do it? Did you beat him up?"

"Young Master, you think too much. ”

Lian Wu shook his head with a wry smile, put away his smile and said lightly: "The old slave is not cold to the second young master, nor is he disrespectful, the old slave is a little master like you in his heart, but the old slave is indeed a little wary." ”

Feng Zhiping frowned: "Why?"

"Can't say. ”

"Why can't you say that?"

"Because you don't have to know. ”

"I am a celestial!"

"Well, you are, but the old slave is not from Qiankun Pavilion, and what you are has nothing to do with the old slave. ”

“......”

Feng Zhiping was angry, and his eyes rolled and said, "Okay, then I will order you as the son of the world!"

Lian Wu couldn't cry or laugh, and arched his hand cooperatively: "The old slave visited the son, but the old slave still couldn't say." There are only two ways to get the old slave to speak, either you become the head of the house, or you take over the secret guard and become the boss of the old slave, otherwise the old slave who shouldn't say a word won't say a word. ”

Feng Zhiping was speechless, thinking about it, he twisted his eyebrows and looked at him for five times: "You can't say a word that shouldn't be said, then you still show it, you're not such a person who is not good at hiding, right?

"Young master, drink tea. Lian Wu pushed Feng Zhiping's cup, smiling uncontrollably.

Feng Zhiping didn't move, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Lian Wu, laughed after a while, sighed and shook his head slowly.

People are old and slippery, none of these old guys are happy, and a simple reminder is so vague that they can't really hear it without a little brain.

It's been a long time, it's all like this, when will the young master's hair grow out!