Chapter 52: Weird

It's no wonder that Zhu Hanwen asked this question, when he stepped into the house, he noticed that the entire building had set up a Yin Gathering Array, which made this place that was already full of yin and evil aura even more weird and gloomy.

"The Yin Gathering Array was laid down by me and Zhao Banzi, this guy is really skinny, and he won't be invaded by evil spirits. The group of old masters in the Confucian sect all cherish the tightness of their feathers, and when they see that there is a dense yin qi here, and there is no evil lurking, they will not investigate deeply to let themselves be contaminated with yin qi. Fan Zhen said without raising his head while fiddling with the lamp ball on the ground boringly. Zhao Banzi on the side laughed with him, and spread his hands to mean that he didn't blame me for this.

When Zhu Hanwen heard this, he couldn't help but look at Fan Zhen repeatedly, and Fan Zhen was furious by him, and said, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Don't do it, don't get me wrong, why didn't you find out that you were such a dead-eyed mother before... The girl is quite thoughtful. ”

“。。。。。。 Are you okay with something? What about the negative side? Hurry up and finish the matter, so that I can go back to Putuo Mountain with me. ”

"What do you mean by being brought to justice, I was wronged!"

"If you are wronged, you have to go back with me to make it clear, the mutton fat jade bottle won't let me do anything with you, but you didn't say that you won't let me pass on your news to the sect, if you grind again, I will send you back to replace someone to arrest you." The more Fan Zhen spoke, the more irritated he felt, kicked the lamp ball aside, and was caught by Zhao Banzi and squatted on the ground to fiddle with it, it seems that the two of them are indeed extremely boring.

No longer arguing with Fanzhen, Zhu Hanwen saw that it was still early, so he simply sat down cross-legged and cultivated, and benefited a lot from the purple literary qi in Confucianism, and he needed to hurry up to improve his cultivation and strive to control the mysteries in the book as soon as possible.

Fan Zhen and Zhao Banzi were surprised when they saw Zhu Hanwen say that they would be able to cross their knees and settle down immediately when they started to cultivate, the reason why they were so bored was because they couldn't calm down at all surrounded by this yin and evil atmosphere, Fan Zhen was fortunately a little mentally prepared for Zhu Hanwen's magic, Zhao Banzi's evaluation of Zhu Hanwen suddenly appeared, after all, he can have such a young man, and his future achievements are limitless.

Zhu Hanwen naturally didn't know what the two of them were thinking at this time, and concentrated on mobilizing the purple qi absorbed in the morning to condense it from all over his body into the sea of knowledge in order to cultivate the "Treasure of the Wind and the Moon", but he didn't expect that all the purple qi would be absorbed by the "book" as soon as it was transferred into the sea of knowledge, and the speed of absorption became faster and faster, and it didn't take long to absorb all the purple qi that he had finally transferred into the sea of knowledge.

At this time, the "book" was like a baby waiting to be fed, and found that the purple qi was gone, so he divided several dark golden lines along the eight veins of the Qi Jing and spread to the body, absorbing all the remaining purple qi all over the body, until the last mass of purple gas was absorbed, and the lines walked in the body for another week, and the "book" took back the lines unfinished. Then he lazily rolled the scroll, like a well-fed baby turning over comfortably, and a bamboo slip was unfolded on this turnover, and a small seal appeared on it like flowing water, and Zhu Hanwen carefully recognized what was written on it: "In the past in Diyao, smart and thoughtful, light house in the world." will be inferior to the position, let Yu Shun, as Yaodian. ”

Until the word "Yaodian" came out, the entire sea of knowledge was boiling, turning up layer after layer of waves, as if worshipping, "Fengyue Baojian" retreated far to the edge, and respectfully straightened up. Zhu Hanwen slowly opened his eyes, two golden rays of light burst out from his eyes, the gloom in the entire building was swept away, and a faint purple qi slowly descended from the high sky in the east.

Not far away, in the lobby of Yansheng Gongfu, who was meeting guests, Yansheng Gong felt something, and raised his eyes to look at the old man who was sitting opposite and drinking tea with his head bowed, this old man was wearing a coarse cloth robe, wearing a square scarf, and cloth shoes, with a slender and thin figure, and his long white beard was meticulously combed, and the whole person looked frugal and exquisite.

"Can the Mountain Lord Yang feel something?" Yan Shenggong asked, this old man is Yang Zhen's uncle, Yang Xuangan, the mountain master of Songyang Academy!

"Last time, the purple qi came to the east, or Xun Wenqian, the mountain master of Wenjin Academy, who understood the "Etiquette", right? It seems that I don't know which fellow has understood the teachings of a higher level of saints, so we should go and congratulate them. Let my child go in advance, and then discuss it when the culprit is found, and I will go to congratulate the new Confucian first. Although Yang Xuangan's face was unwavering, he could still hear it from the words, and what he valued more in his mind was the rise and fall of Confucianism as a whole, and he still had the foresight and mind at least of the current Hongru.

Of course, Zhu Hanwen knew that there was a bit of a big disturbance on his side, so he hurriedly asked Fan Zhen to transfer with Hou Lie, while he himself came to the courtyard wall of the Confucian Temple again, hiding his body and climbing over the wall.

On the other side, Yan Shenggong and Yang Xuangan naturally pounced, Yang Xuangan walked around the dilapidated private room, his brows furrowed slightly, there seemed to be not only the purple qi of the new Confucian, but also a trace of Buddha qi, a trace of ghost qi, and a trace of demonic energy. Thinking of the situation reported by the disciple, it seems that except for this purple qi, everything coincides with the group of people who injured their nephew. Yan Shenggong saw that Yang Xuan was suspicious and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "It seems that this new Confucian doesn't want to disclose his identity." ”

"Well, the low-key nature of the secluded practice is unknown. Yang Xuangan was reminded by Yan Shenggong that any Confucian would not be too young, after all, he could not become a great Confucian without experiencing the tempering of the world and without a lot of human understanding. And the group that injured his nephew was only about twenty years old, which should be a coincidence.

Putting down Yang Xuangan and Yan Shenggong returned to Yan Shenggong's Mansion to sprinkle people to explore Hou Lie's traces, not to mention, Zhu Hanwen had sneaked into the Temple of Literature again, and tiptoed to the vicinity of the Xingtan Monument, it was late at night, and the Confucian Temple was no longer full of people during the day, only there seemed to be a faint figure in front of the Xingtan Monument.

When I got closer, I saw that it was the old man who swore to live and die with the stele during the day, kowtowing in front of the stele incessantly, still muttering "Please, please, save my granddaughter, please." ”

The stone tablet, which had been unresponsive, suddenly made a voice at this time, "Boy, come here." ”

When the old man heard the sound of the stele, he jumped up in excitement and crawled to the stele. "You're finally willing to save my granddaughter?"

"I'm not talking about you, you get out of the way, boy, don't you want me to unlock the blood curse for you?"

As soon as Zhu Hanwen heard that he was talking about himself, he no longer hid his figure and came to the Xingtan Monument, and said respectfully, "What do the seniors command?"

"I haven't seen you for a day, you can enter the realm like this, it seems that you are really carrying a great creation, since you have been able to activate the thing in your body, I have no reason to embarrass you, you promise me one thing, I will lift the blood curse for you, okay?"

"Senior, please speak"

"They are in the same vein, since they know my existence, they have served and guarded from generation to generation without regrets, how can people who study in my generation want to be favored by others without knowing in return, but I can't act easily You know, you solve the family affairs for them on my behalf, and I will lift the blood curse for you. ”

"What's going on in your family?" Zhu Hanwen was also surprised when he heard what he said, the family members who can serve the negative from generation to generation will definitely be contaminated with the breath of the negative family, not to mention that all poisons will not invade and avoid evils, and they should be disease-free and disaster-free. Listening to him just now, his granddaughter was afraid that she had encountered some trouble that ordinary people couldn't solve.

The old man saw that it was the young man who was driven away by him during the day, and his old face was a little embarrassed, but for the safety of his granddaughter, he didn't care about any decency, so he bowed deeply to Zhu Hanwen and said, "Little brother, since his old man said that you can help, it's not right for me to compensate you first during the day... ”

Zhu Hanwen hurriedly flashed and said, "I can't stand it, old man, you better tell me what happened." ”

Seeing this, the old man had to babble about it.

It turns out that this old man's surname is Wen, called Wen Yuantu, and he is a professor at the Qilu Provincial Institute of Confucianism, and his family has guarded the Xingtan Monument for generations, and at the same time, he has been a scholar for generations, which can be regarded as a disguised return to their family. The original life was like that, the older generation guarded the Xingtan Monument in the Temple of Literature, his son inherited his post in the research institute to do learning, and his granddaughter continued to be a scholar in school. Until a few days ago, news came from the Yimeng Mountains about an important discovery of the Gulu Kingdom, and his son Wenshan, as an expert in this area, naturally wanted to go to study it, but this trip brought endless nightmares to the family.

At first, everything was normal, Wen Shan went to the scene and knew that this was indeed a relic of the Guru Kingdom, from the external shape to the overall architectural style of the ruins, it was speculated that it should be an altar, but unlike previous discoveries, this altar was built in the underground palace, which did not conform to the ritual system of the Guru Kingdom that I had learned in the past. You must know that the ancient Lu State was the most important ritual system, so this aroused Wenshan's great interest, and he realized that this may be an unprecedented major discovery in the cultural and archaeological circles, so he excitedly organized people to start an in-depth exploration of the underground palace.

At the beginning of the scientific expedition team, Wenshan could still send out a message to say that everything was normal, but the scale of the underground palace was larger than imagined, from the real-time picture transmitted back by the camera they carried, it can be seen that the underground palace was unusually far-reaching, and the scientific expedition team went down the steps paved with blue bricks for a full hour, before coming to an altar made of boulders the size of a football field, surrounded by a bottomless abyss, the altar hung alone above the abyss, surrounded by nine giant bronze coffins evenly distributed in a fan-like manner.

As soon as Wenshan and a scientific expedition personnel touched the bronze coffin, the picture suddenly turned into a snowflake, and then the communication equipment was all out of order, and only some noise could be faintly heard, and the ground command hurriedly sent people to support, but when the rescue team came to the altar along the steps, there was no figure on the altar, and the dust on the ground was very smooth, as if no one had come. The leader of the command headquarters was just about to ask the rescue team to touch the bronze coffin, when a loud shout came from outside the headquarters, "Stop!"