Yan ZK
Chapter 389 Dao Yan's Troubles, Wei Yuan's Gift to Jue
Liu Bowen was silent for a long time, then laughed heartily, "I originally planned to go to the capital and see the current Emperor one last time, and perhaps be able to slay one last dragon vein along the way. But now that I think about it, perhaps leaving one more dragon vein for the Central Plains isn't a bad thing..."
"Let's give this last strike to that poisonous dragon beyond the pass."
In the eighth year of the Hongwu era, Liu Bowen indeed did not attend the New Year's court assembly in Yingtian Prefecture.
Zhu Yuanzhang was secretly angry, but Empress Ma persuaded him. He merely grumbled a few words.
He sent people to deliver the New Year's gifts prepared by the Empress to the Liu family's ancestral home.
Regardless of Zhu Yuanzhang's inner thoughts, at least in the eyes of others, this was a rare display of imperial tenderness and immense imperial grace.
Liu Bowen went straight to beyond the pass and found the location of the dragon vein.
When he was learning Daoism, his master once told him that things should not be done to extremes. Even when slaying dragon veins, he had set a number for himself. Now, only one dragon vein quota was left, but here it was divided into three tributaries, intertwined with each other, representing the three Jurchen tribes.
Liu Bowen murmured regretfully, "A man cannot break his word after all."
He struck swiftly, rolled up his sleeves, and directly wiped out this nest of poisonous dragons.
Even though he did not go to see Zhu Yuanzhang, he still passed away in this year.
The following year, Yuan, dressed in blue, met a haggard Liu Lian in the Jiangnan region. Liu Lian handed over the remaining pages of the *Taiping Yaoshu Zhanlong Pian*, his voice sorrowful, "This is what Father wanted me to leave for Mr. Yuan. The dragon vein under Changbai Mountain has been completely severed by Father, but something else was discovered there."
"Something else?"
The delicate doctor in blue robes, holding an oil-paper umbrella in the Jiangnan rain alley, reached out and took the remaining pages of the *Taiping Yaoshu*. Liu Lian's appearance gradually blurred, only seeing him seem to bow his hands in salute, whispering:
"Before Father passed away, he somehow saw the legendary *Luo Shu* (Book of the Luo River). He used his last lifespan to look through it, but unfortunately, the future was too complicated. He wanted me to tell you a few words."
Liu Lian raised his eyes and said:
"The current Emperor is suspicious and iron-fisted. He is like an unstoppable Son of Heaven's sword, decisive in killing. He can write poems such as 'The sky is my tent, the earth my mat, the sun, moon, and stars accompany my sleep. At night, I dare not stretch my legs too far, for fear of stepping through the mountains, rivers, and the state,' which shows that no hero of this era surpasses His Majesty's spirit."
"But because of this, once he makes a move, almost no one can escape."
"So there must be a scabbard."
He paused and said, "My father hopes that in the fifteenth year of Hongwu, Mr. Yuan can go to Yingtian Prefecture."
"Save Empress Ma's life and protect the scabbard of His Majesty's Son of Heaven's sword. This is also to preserve the current Hongwu Emperor for the people of the world."
Yuan was silent for a moment, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. He simply put the remaining pages into his arms, looked at Liu Lian, and said, "The *He Tu* (River Diagram) and *Luo Shu* are supreme treasures of the world, able to evolve the future. Seeing the future must come at a price."
"Liu Bowen slayed dragon veins and suffered the backlash of fate. Wanting to take a single look will cost him his remaining lifespan. Did he not hesitate? What exactly did he see?"
Liu Lian shook his head and said, "No, as for what he saw, I don't know..."
His voice paused, and he whispered, "But my father accompanied His Majesty in the southern and northern expeditions, driving out the Tartars and restoring China. He saw too many people die in the chaos of war, saw people exchanging children to eat, and saw the tragedy of Yangzhou City where only eighteen households remained. But after seeing the future given by the *Luo Shu*, he died smiling."
"He said, 'We are not alone,' and also said, 'My wish is fulfilled.'"
"Perhaps, he saw the future of China."
Yuan, dressed in blue, murmured, looking down at the remaining pages of the *Taiping Yaoshu*, about to speak.
Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred.
A sword pierced directly through Yuan's heart!
Extremely bizarre magic erupted.
Boundless pain emerged.
In an instant, Wei Yuan's own consciousness awakened.
Before he could turn around to see who had ambushed him, he saw a phantom image of a stone tablet emerge from the remaining pages of the *Taiping Yaoshu*. There seemed to be many words on it, yet it also seemed empty, faintly containing the future trajectory of thousands of years. It was incomparably mysterious. At this moment, it emitted a scorching heat wave. Wei Yuan's pupils contracted, and the surrounding scene instantly shattered.
His consciousness returned to the present.
Wei Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, seeing the yellowed remaining pages of the *Taiping Yaoshu* suddenly burst into flames. Wei Yuan wanted to dispel the flames, but these flames seemed to have been born directly from within the Dragon-Slaying Chapter, burning rapidly. In an instant, it burned the remaining pages to ashes. Wei Yuan watched this scene unfold, and in the flames, he vaguely saw that stone tablet.
*Luo Shu*?!
He reached out to grab it.
The flames dissipated, leaving only ashes after burning.
No one reacted to this change, not even Dao Yan and Jue, who were close at hand, were able to stop it, or even see the *Luo Shu* that flashed in the flames. They were only astonished by the sudden change in the remaining pages of the *Taiping Yaoshu* and Wei Yuan's sudden unsightly expression.
Jue looked at Wei Yuan, "Yuan?"
"What did you see?"
Wei Yuan slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, shook his head, and subconsciously said, "It's nothing."
His mind was also a little confused. What he had seen, Liu Bowen obtaining the *Taiping Yaoshu*, and the slaying of dragon veins were all clear, but why did the *Taiping Yaoshu* self-immolate, who ambushed him in the Ming Dynasty? And that stone tablet, that was the *Luo Shu*... belonging to the supreme treasures of heaven and earth. Emperor Xuanyuan, Emperor Yao, Zhuanxu, and King Yu had all obtained it, but later it disappeared.
Moreover, the eighth year of Hongwu.
That was more than six hundred years ago...
Was the event that Zhu Rong mentioned, which caused the sleeping of the four poles of the sky, during this period?
Wei Yuan subconsciously reached out and pressed his heart, recalling the cold killing intent and magic, and narrowed his eyes. The scenes in his mind emerged one by one - the person who attacked him six hundred years ago; the self-immolating *Taiping Zhanlong Pian*; and the *Luo Shu* that appeared in the flames. The spiritual energy of the human world collapsed during that period, and the *Shan Hai Jing* world encountered the same impact.
Six hundred years ago.
What else happened in China during that period?
And what was the change that occurred more than a thousand years ago? And which characters were involved?
History was like huge masses of fog. The closer you got, the more you could see the huge network formed by the intertwining of individual fates and choices. The more you wanted to understand what happened, the harder it was to sort out the clues.
Thoughts rose and fell in Wei Yuan's heart, and finally, he found a 'thread' and locked onto the place where Liu Bowen had seen the *Luo Shu*.
The place where he last slayed the dragon vein.
From the looks of it now, slaying the dragon vein must have caused some kind of deviation in the future. Otherwise, the *He Tu* and *Luo Shu* would not have appeared. He must go to Changbai Mountain outside the pass to see if there might be some gains... But why did the *He Tu* and *Luo Shu* appear in this era again?
Thoughts rose and fell in Wei Yuan's heart, while the young monk in front noticed that Wei Yuan's expression was uncertain, mistakenly thinking that he had finally remembered himself. His expression remained unchanged, but he was extremely comfortable in his heart.
Dao Yan put his hands together, his voice light, "Amitabha..."
His eyes were clear, staring at Wei Yuan.
The karma of that year.
Reimbursed today.
The young monk's eyes were sharp, staring at Wei Yuan. A momentum that had been accumulated for more than six hundred years erupted from the bottom of his heart, recalling the past bit by bit, and also clearing the past obsessions bit by bit, becoming more and more hearty, and more and more comfortable - after today's shot, no matter what the result, he would have no regrets in his heart, and his mind would be perfect and unified, and he could reach the realm of non-attachment.
Not a single thought arises, the mind is clear.
No going, no coming, no birth, no death!
Dao Yan slowly raised his hand, accumulating vast Buddhist power.
As the movements became slower, the state of mind became clearer.
Use the Vajra power to cut off all troubles!
"Amitabha, Mr. Yuan, this poor monk has been waiting for this day for too long..."
"It seems that you finally remembered this poor monk."
Wei Yuan was stunned, looked at Dao Yan, and said:
"Who are you?"
Dao Yan: "............"
Huh??!
The previous second.
This poor monk's state of mind has reached its peak.
The next second.
I curse your Tathagata Buddha Guanyin Bodhisattva's foot-washing basin!
Spotless.
Obsessions do not die.
The corners of Dao Yan's mouth twitched, and his tone fluctuated, "Didn't you remember the past? Don't you remember me?"
Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, with a trace of apology, shook his head, and sincerely said:
"I don't remember."
His voice paused and said, "Little Master Daoguang, were we very familiar before?"
Dao Yan: "............"
The young monk couldn't catch his breath, almost suffocated on the spot and went to see the Buddha. He raised a breath of true energy, and he could immediately strike out, but when he thought that this guy didn't remember himself at all, he felt that something was missing, and his obsessive-compulsive disorder acted up, and he felt uncomfortable all over. He couldn't strike this palm at all.
In the end, he just slapped heavily on his thigh.
Scaring everyone.
No.
He must be made to remember, so that this palm can be struck comfortably.
He has the power of telepathy, knowing that Wei Yuan really doesn't recognize himself.
Dao Yan gritted his teeth and said:
"It's effective, isn't it... It's just that the true spirit on this paper can't make you remember."
"Okay, you wait!"
This poor monk will find you other things, I don't believe you can't remember.
The young monk who was originally here for revenge suddenly got up.
He picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp, and walked out aggressively.
Leaving everyone confused.
Turning his head to look again, the figure of the young monk was gone. He was already dressed in black, drifting away, as expected of a high monk, which was admirable.
Zhan Hun couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of a high monk."
And at this time.
Dao Yan, who had walked around the corner without changing his expression, stood at the corner of the wall, suddenly squatted down, cracked his mouth, and rubbed his thighs.
That slap was too hard.
His legs were numb.
........................
Watching Dao Yan leave, Wei Yuan didn't tell Yuanjue and Jue about what he saw in his memory. He vaguely didn't want to involve them in this dangerous matter. As for who to involve?
Of course, it was those few big shots.
Come on, staying in my dream must mean you have to pay some rent, right?
Wei Yuan looked at the book that Jue was flipping through, chatted a few words, and mentioned Yu Ji. The latter had returned once before, but had not returned since, only occasionally contacting her online. When Jue walked back to the flower shop, Wei Yuan reached out to the girl, but when he reached halfway, his fingers curled up, and he still retracted it.
The water ghost next to him said strangely: "... Boss, do you have something to give to Miss Jue?"
His face was full of expressions, almost writing the words boss, you are being a coward again on his face.
No, he did write it.
Wei Yuan saw that in the water ghost's pupils, words turned into water, like a display screen, and he twitched the corners of his mouth, expressionless, and snapped his fingers. The water ghost very skillfully put the happy water on the table, raised his hands, and was once again banished.
Wei Yuan lowered his head, looking at the ancient pottery that appeared in his hand.
It was obtained from Zhu Rong in the Yumin Kingdom, and he hadn't been able to send it out these past two days.
He wanted to prepare specially...
In other words, make it big.
After all, now, that day is getting closer.
ps: Today's first update............