Chapter 14: The Millennium of Miaojiang

"You've decided!" This voice was very strict, very cold, and even a little solemn beyond the world, but even under the scorching sun, even under the hot baking of a steamer, Yun Fengbai actually showed a look of joy and even ecstasy when he heard this voice.

The scorching sun and kneeling had already exhausted his spirit, and as for the mental power in the snowy mountains, it was no longer possible to stir up the slightest wave, but hearing this voice, Yun Fengbai still beat his spirit, struggled to get up from the stone ground, turned around and walked in front of the speaker step by step. He respectfully performed a Miao Jiang etiquette to the man, and said tremblingly but persistently: "Grandpa, I have to do this!"

The person who came was naturally an old man, but unlike the average old man, he was very energetic, and his hair was even black and green, only a few wisps could not escape the erosion of time and became half black and half white, and although his face had obvious traces left by time, it was more of a vicissitudes of experience than an old state.

Such an old man will naturally not be an ordinary person, he is the great elder of the two Miao five mountains and eighty-one villages in Miao Jiang, the highest person in charge of sacrifices in Miao Jiang.

If it was a hundred or ten years ago, the people in this position could even decide the ups and downs of Miao Jiang with one word, and the life and death of countless Miao people with one thought, and today, even if the Central Committee of China has the hearts of the people in the world, Dai Changkun no longer has such huge power, but he is still the most respectable person in Miao Jiang.

Dai Changkun stared at his grandson, who was also his youngest junior, and his most beloved junior, but found that he couldn't understand him anymore, and his body seemed to have a little bit of his father's shadow, which could stand up to the sky and the ground, but it made him so annoying!

"Have you really figured it out?" Dai Changkun asked solemnly again: "I don't cultivate the so-called avenue of liberal arts and sciences, but I also know what you want to do. First of all, the history of Miao Jiang is only Miao Jiang's, and although you have the ancestral dragon blood of my Miao Jiang's most descendant, but it is only a quarter, not to mention, the history of Miao Jiang is too far away, it is thick and magnificent enough, but he is very incompatible with the modern liberal arts Dao, and you should know that the cultivation of the liberal arts and the Tao attaches great importance to accumulation, and also attaches importance to advancing with the times, do you have the confidence to completely transform this weight into your own accumulation?"

Yun Fengbai thought about it, looked up at the sky, but didn't hesitate, leaned over, lowered his head, and once again performed the highest etiquette of Miao Jiang to his grandfather, and said word by word: "Ah Gong, I know, how can I not know when I have been reading the mural collection of Miao Jiang since I was a child, how can I not know that I have been presiding over the Miao Jiang Festival with you since I was a child, but I have confidence, and I have to do this to the point of painstaking work, I... I have to enter Jiuli Cave, and I will... Came out alive!"

Yun Fengbai finished speaking with difficulty, although persistent, although firm, but his voice was irrepressibly lower and lower, and his breath was unstoppably weaker and weaker, knowing that after he finished the last word, it was finally difficult to hold on, and he fell on Dai Changkun's trouser legs.

Seeing this, Dai Changkun couldn't help but sigh, and an inexplicable halo of light floated from his sea of qi, crossed the snow-capped mountain, and slowly gushed out from the divine court, turning into a blue light and falling on Yun Fengbai's body, moistening his limbs and hundreds of remains, as well as his internal organs.

This is not the way of arts and sciences, this is the ancient Miao Jiang inheritance of 5,000 years of practice, but also one of the three major sources of practice in China, more simple, more powerful, but in the arts and sciences today, it can not keep pace with the times but had to be abandoned, and together with the abandonment, there is also the once glorious history of Miao Jiang.

Dai Changkun glanced at Yun Fengbai who passed out in time but still grabbed the five fingers of his trouser legs, and said: "Idiot, since you want to see the history of Miao Jiang, then take a good look, I don't want the glory of my Miao Jiang to be so lightly lost in my hands!"

After that, Dai Changkun moved his gaze to the side, softened a little, but scolded angrily: "Hongmei, don't you get out of here for me, isn't it interesting to eavesdrop on my own son and his son?"

As the words came to mind, the empty place of the altar that was empty suddenly changed in light and shadow, and in a moment, I saw a woman appear there, the woman was not beautiful, and she couldn't say anything special, but how could a woman who could be with Major General Tuiyun for twenty years, who could be trained by the high priest of Miaojiang, and who could give birth to a young man with such a talent as Yun Fengbai, be ordinary?

In fact, she was a college student twenty years ago, although it was with the help of the power of the ever-changing power of China, but it is indeed not easy to have this cultivation in the outer way, and what is even more rare is that with the help of Yun Qianshi's rising momentum and the murals of Miao Jiang for thousands of years, her cultivation is rising day by day, and now even Dai Changkun has to praise it:" Tsk, Hongmei, your outer path cultivation is becoming more and more profound, if you are given enough opportunities, it will be a step forward, and it is not impossible for the outer path to enter the realm of enlightenment!"

Dai Hongmei shook her head, if she used her past personality, she would definitely not be like this with Dai Changkun, even if her father would definitely say one, two, three, and it was such a pungent personality that allowed her to leave all the affairs of the family to him when Yun Qianshi went to the snowy region, and wholeheartedly make contributions in the wind and snow, and seal his wife and son.

But today she didn't have such a thought, but instead moved a pair of eyes to her son, and sighed: "Abba, you are really going to let Feng Bai go to the Jiuli Divine Dao, you must know that those murals really record the rise and fall of Miaojiang's history over the past two thousand years, and it is the lifelong perception of countless Miaojiang heroes, that is, each generation in Miaojiang can only be seen by one person or at most, not to mention... Feng Bai has only inherited a quarter of your bloodline, can he really bear it?"

"Hongmei, you think too much!" Dai Changkunli interrupted his daughter's words with a snort, and said solemnly: " Even if he only has a quarter of my bloodline, but you must know that it is the only ancestral dragon bloodline in my Miao Jiang, and it is the bloodline of one of the three ancient ancestors of Chinese humanities, not to mention that when he was born, you didn't know that your mother knocked three times and bowed nine times to move the heavens and the earth, and even the Yangtze River Dragon King gave him a little true life, we all know that the so-called Yangtze River Dragon King is just a joke, but the blessing of the faith of the people on both sides of the Yangtze River for thousands of years and the geographical power of the Yangtze River water vein are not lies, Fengbai has the blessing of the true dragon of the Mandate of Heaven, and the bloodline of the ancestral dragon of Miaojiang, and you don't forget... He is the son of Yun Qianshi, a dragon gives birth to a dragon and a phoenix!"

The words didn't seem to be over here, but Dai Changkun suddenly shut up, Yan Sù's gaze swept over Dai Hongmei, and said lightly: "Remember to bring him to Jiuli Cave tomorrow, and remember to change into a seedling costume, and - call me to step Xiao Ting High Priest!"

Hey, Dai Hongmei looked at her father's disappearing figure, sighed in her heart, glanced at her son again, and said to herself: "How don't I know that Feng Bai's life and his character are very similar to Qianshi, it's just that my father, he is my son after all..."

The time of the day is never too long, and naturally it is difficult for Yun Fengbai to reply too much in a day, but it doesn't matter, Bu Xiaoting was not going to let Yun Fengbai enter the Jiuli Cave immediately, but just to let him temporarily familiarize himself with the historical atmosphere of Miao Jiang outside the cave, because there was a lot of preparation, not to mention that it is not so light for Miao Jiang to open the Jiuli Cave once, at least, the patriarch of the black and white two Miao should be notified, and the elders of the five mountains should also be notified, as for the eighty-one village master, it is not necessary, after all, Miao Jiang has declined a lot, maybe most Miao people still have faith in their hearts, but it is difficult to have a stunning and brilliant character to dominate the Quartet, and Bu Xiaoting does not have this mind, he is not the group of crazy people in the snowy plateau, he just wants the people to live better, as for whether it is under his rule, hehe, it never matters!

Bu Xiaoting sat on top of the stone tower, behind him was the wooden house, which was his place of cultivation, where he had lived in seclusion for nearly eight years since the death of his wife, and behind his wooden house was the Jiuli Cave, the source of Miaojiang's beliefs and history.

A quiet gaze shot out from the bottom of Bu Xiaoting's heart, and glanced around at the seven people under him, he couldn't help but be angry and funny, originally he thought that the seven of them would cherish themselves, and he never wanted Yun Fengbai, a person with only a quarter of Miao Jiang blood, to get the Jiuli inheritance, and even he had made preparations to sacrifice a large part of his interests, anyway, Yun Qianshi was a general of Bashu, and he must not be stingy, but he didn't expect that he had just mentioned a Jianyi, so they were busy agreeing.

Bu Xiaoting knows what's going on, Jiuli inheritance has a great reputation, one of the three major cultivation origins in China, but in the final analysis, it is just an ancient object that is divorced from reality, which can increase the accumulation of people, but it no longer has the effect of reaching the way of heaven in ancient times, not to mention that the Jiuli inheritance can enter the professor level, not to mention that there is a lot of danger to life.

In this way, it seems that the stable liberal arts and sciences of modern society must be in conflict, but the inheritance of Jiuli is unbreakable, and naturally every generation must be inherited, and where does this person come from, but it is just an elder, a patriarch, and a descendant of the owner of the village.

They don't want to die, and they don't want their descendants to die, so naturally they won't be interested in this thing.

Now that Yun Fengbai has come out, they are naturally overjoyed.

His honey, my poison. Maybe that's what I'm talking about.

It stands to reason that Bu Xiaoting should be very happy, but he can't feel half a bit of joy, he is the Great Elder of Miao Jiang, but he went to watch the most noble group of people in the Miao clan regard ancestral history as poison, and Yun Fengbai, a person who can be said to have nothing to do with Miao Jiang, regards it as a treasure.