Chapter 312: Too Much Information, Brain Dumbfounded

Legacy?

Hearing Monk Shenshu’s words, Xu Qi’an froze, then thought of the many details.

From the mural, the owner of this tomb is clearly that Taoist, but the bronze coffin came out of a subordinate self-proclaimed yellow-robed dry corpse.

Yellow robe …….. How a subordinate dares to wear a yellow robe is suspicious.

In addition, there are many burn marks on the dry body, consistent with the experience of being struck by lightning.

All of the above details were explained after the monk Shenshu revealed the identity of the dry body.

This corpse is the old body left behind by that Daoist Master who failed to cross the threshold? And what about him personally, did he himself succeed in his tribulation and step into the First Grade realm, or did he take over another body ………. Xu Qi’an’s thoughts shifted unstoppably to the Taoist Master himself.

Immediately thought of a wrong place, Jinlian Taoist said that the second grade of the transition period, the success of the club tender model, ah no, the success is the land gods.

Failing to turn into ashes, and this Daoist was able to leave behind a shell, did he somehow circumvent the end of the ashes? Or was Daoist Master Golden Lotus too low in rank and limited in knowledge to exaggerate the heavenly calamity.

“You want to extract information about my lord?” The dryad’s hideous and ugly face revealed an expression of disdain.

The language of the dried corpses is very similar to today’s official Dafeng dialect, with subtle differences in pronunciation.

The human race has occupied the Central Plains since ancient times, and although there have been breaks in history, the human race has always existed, and the language has not changed too much.

This guy is loyal to his predecessor …….. It’s also true that after all, it’s a fleshly predecessor and present. Xu Qi Xin said.

Monk Shenshu said gently, “People of the Taoist sect, sword cultivators, need to borrow qi to cultivate, even if you don’t say it, poor monk can guess the root of that Taoist.”

The Human Sect!

That Taoist priest is a human clan origin ……… I said how the content of the mural has such a strong sense of vestigial vision, which explains why the Taoist wants to kill the emperor to usurp the throne ………. Hey, it’s a pity that Luo Yuheng isn’t a man, or else …….. Dangerous – Emperor Yuan Jing – Dangerous!

Xu Qi’an thought rather regretfully.

The dryad was silent for a moment, not retorting, “With your bits, it really isn’t hard to tell.”

Monk Shenshu nodded, “You don’t want to know the whereabouts of your lord? We can exchange information.”

This time the dryad didn’t hesitate, “Yes!”

The skill of negotiation is to seize what the other party wants, as long as there is a need, there is room for negotiation ……… Xu Qi an enriched his inner drama while listening to the conversation of the two big brothers.

“What dynasty is he from?” Monk Shenshu asked.

“The Great Liang Dynasty.”

“Did you know about the Da Liang Dynasty ………?”

Monk Shenshu frowned, the last sentence was a question for Xu Qi’an.

Then, he asked himself a question, and Xu Qi’an’s voice came from his mouth, “Master, I’m just a crude martial artist, not a Confucian disciple. I haven’t even read the history books of Da Feng ………”

I am just a martial artist, you can t put me under the pressure that this system should not have ……… Xu Qi an humorously spat.

“Looking at you all, it seems that I have been asleep for too long.” The dryad spat out a hoarse, low voice from his throat, giving the impression that his vocals had rotted:

“The period of the Great Liang Dynasty was tens of thousands of years after the extinction of the gods and demons, when all the kingdoms ruled the Central Plains. The remaining descendants of gods and devils were still wreaking havoc on the land of the Nine States. However, they are already in the momentum of the remaining ashes, and it is difficult to become a great power.

“In addition to the human race, the power of the demon race is not to be underestimated, but just as the human race is divided into groups, the demon race is likewise centered on tribes and clans, and although they are united with each other, the overall situation is one of scattered sand. Only when there is a great war with the Human Race, will the various parts of the Demon Race unite.”

After the gods and demons, it was the human race and the demon race that fought for supremacy …….. How long has this history lasted? Why do I feel like the history of this world is messed up with too many unverifiable pasts.

A scholar like Chu Yuanjian didn’t recognize the costumes on the mural either.

This world needs a Sima Qian ah ……. Xu Qi’an muttered in the bottom of his heart.

“How did the gods and demons perish?” Xu Qi’an forcefully took over the line, temporarily taking back the ownership of the “account”.

The dryad shook his head.

Well, there are too many historical faults and no perfect cultural system has been formed, so it is estimated that these broken things will never surface, well, unless one goes to the extreme abyss of the southern border and asks the Compassionate God …….. Xu Qi An continued to ask:

“What class is a god or devil?”

“Grade?” Dryad asked rhetorically.

Oh oh, the current nine to one grade is a concept put forward by the Confucian sages and personally delineated the grades, and the owner of this tomb was in an earlier era ………. Xu Qi’an drifted off and changed his words:

“What strength.”

“Your question is too vague for me to answer. Every God-Devil battle power is different and cannot be generalized. The most powerful God-Devils that live forever are strong enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.” The dryad shook his head.

Then can I understand that the most powerful Gods and Demons possess strength beyond the grade? Xu Qi’an fell into deep thought and did not speak.

Monk Shenshu obediently took over the “account” and asked, “In the era of your existence, how many powerful people possessed the most peak divine and demonic realms?”

“After the extinction of gods and devils, no one else could reach the peak god-devil realm. The only surviving Compassion God was the strongest at that time.” The dryad replied.

At those words, Xu Qi’an froze for a moment, so it seemed that the reason for the extinction of the gods and demons was a big pit ah, it wasn’t that the human and demon races had exterminated the gods and demons.

In addition, that Taoist life exists beyond the grade of a strong person who “breaks the generation” of the years.

Monk Shenshu frowned, “Where’s the daoist?”

Hearing these words, Xu Qi’an whirled around and realized that something was wrong, how could there be no other existence beyond the grade? The fact that the dryad didn’t know about the Buddha Sect meant that the Buddha hadn’t yet been certified during the era of his existence.

The same goes for the Witch God.

However, since there was a usurper of the Dao, it must have come after Dao Zun, who was, after all, the founder of the Dao Sect.

Wasn’t a Daofather an existence that transcended grade, how could there be only one Compassion God a being that transcended grade.

“What Daofather?” The dryad sounded bewildered.

This ……… Xu Qi an couldn t say anything for a while, and his brain was in a state of confusion.

How dare he not know Zun, how dare he not know Zun?

How was it possible that a person who cultivated the Dao didn’t even know about Dao honors.

“You don’t recognize any of the founding ancestors of the Dao Sect?” Xu Qi’an asked this question in a low voice.

“Dao Sect?” The dry corpse thought for a moment and said, “I haven’t heard of it, it should be a force that appeared after the Great Liang.”

Never heard of Taoism, but the Taoist in the mural is real …….. That is to say, at that time probably did not have the concept of the Taoist sect?

But it’s unreasonable to think that even Dao Zun has never heard of it.

Xu Qi’an whirled around and thought of Wei Yuan’s description of the Wufu System, which hadn’t been created from scratch overnight. Rather, generations of martial artists who cultivated their power, relying on their own wisdom and talent, kept groping and pioneering, and it was only after endless years that the present-day martial artist system was formed.

Is it possible then that Dao Zun wasn’t the founder of the Dao Sect, and that there was a generalized system at the time, and everyone was following that path. In the end, it was Dao Zun who was the mastermind of the set and managed to transcend the grade and become immortal god level.

And it was only after that that there was the Dojo?

I remember when I used to check the canonical books of the three sects of Taoism in the case library, it was recorded that the birth date of Dao Zun was unknown and could not be verified ……. This is consistent with the phenomenon of historical discontinuity.

Unfortunately, ah, there was no Confucianism at that time, no one could repair the book, and the hypothesis about the Daoist setter was difficult to verify ……… Xu Qi an thought regretfully, and heard the monk Shenshu say:

“Speak for yourself.”

“After the Lord failed to cross the tribulation, the Yang God faded into his old body; he nudged the remnants of the soul that remained in his old body and collected the souls that traveled in the world to complete the remnants. Thus I was born.

“Later he repaired this great tomb and handed over to me the jade seal that unites the fortunes of the Great Liang nation. I was told to take good care of it, and that one day, he would return to take it away. But countless years passed, and he never returned until you entered the tomb.”

The dryad looked at Xu Qi’an with a bit of anger at being deceived, “The qi in you is exactly the same as that of the Lord at that time, and that’s why I mistook you for him.”

“Isn’t it true that every emperor is burdened with qi?” Xu Qi’an asked.

The dry corpse sneered, “If I knew, I wouldn’t have misidentified it.”

Xu Qi’an’s mouth emitted the voice of Monk Shenshu, “The emperor is burdened with qi, but the qi does not belong to him, but to the dynasty. Therefore, emperors can be replaced.

“You’re different, you’re burdened with chi that has been refined and belongs to you alone. That daoist must be the same, which is why he recognized you as a daoist.”

Refined Qi Luck …….. Xu Qi’an’s heart sank.

After answering Xu Qi’an’s question, Shenshu continued, ”And nowadays, the Human Race’s orthodoxy is the Da Feng Dynasty, and I’m afraid that it’s been more than ten thousand years since your time.

“As for the whereabouts of your lord, the poor monk can tell you that after the Great Liang, the existences that possess the peak divine and demonic realms are the Compassionate God, the Sorcerer God, the Buddha, the Daofather, and the Confucian Sage.

“Among them, the Confucian saint perished, and after the Daofather transformed the Three Purities in one breath, he was nowhere to be found. A few others, meh, something went wrong.”

Which brings me to another point I’ve never been able to figure out, how can a Confucian sage only live to be 82 years old? Also, what do you mean a couple of the others went a bit wrong.

This sentence is a fine thought ah …….. Xu Qi’an felt that her brain was a bit overwhelmed, absorbing too much information that was too mixed and too high-end.

It hurts my brain to force myself to analyze it.

“Whether there is your lord in this, think for yourself, if not, then he has either perished or is still storing up his strength. If there is, why didn’t he come back to you, heh, these poor monks don’t know either.”

The dryad stared at him and asked, “Is there no you in this.”

Monk Shenshu shook his head, and then said, “The poor monk gives you two choices, one, I will destroy you now. Two, you stay in the tomb and continue to wait, and this time, you can no longer sleep and will endure loneliness and isolation without end.”

“I …….. I choose to keep waiting, it’s my mission.” The dryad whispered:

“And the reason for my existence.”

What a good Bajong ah …….. Xu Qi’an was all a bit touched, and then he heard Monk Shenshu say, “Within ten years, he will return to return your qi.”

“Good.” The dryad nodded.

…….whatareyoudoing Xu Qi an face froze in vain.

At that moment, with a twitch of his ear, he heard strange footsteps that landed with a different weight, and the person who came seemed to be a cripple.

“Someone’s coming,” Monk Shenshu frowned and said in a deep voice, “I’m going to continue my slumber, or I won’t be able to control my desire to devour.

“Don’t worry about me, the more chi you suck, the better it will be for me.”

The sound faded into inaudibility and disappeared.

A light footstep approached, and the entrance to the main tomb, long since reduced to rubble, slowly poked out a cloaked head, cautiously peering inside.

“What are you looking at!” Xu Qi’an bellowed.

She was startled, and her head shrunk back as fast as it could go, ducking back. After a few seconds, the brain poked out again, cautiously.

This time, Xu Qi’an was directly in front of her.

Zhong Li sat on her butt in shock.

Xu Qi’an knew that she didn’t dare to use her Qi Looking Technique to spy, so he deliberately scared her and said sorrowfully, “Just in time to be hungry, the little girl is fine and tender, hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe ………”

Zhong Li shivered and dragged one leg back like a frightened bunny.

“What happened to your leg?” Xu Qi’an frowned and asked in a normal tone.

Zhong Li tilted her head, her eyes hidden in her hair stared at him for a moment, “You, you didn t die ah, not taken over ……”

There was a bit of a leap in his voice.

“I’m protected by great qi, I can’t die.” Xu Qi’an stared at her legs, “Why did you come back.”

“Came back to look for you.” Zhong Li finished and lowered her head in aggravation, “I broke my leg on the way by a stone.”

……… What can I say, it’s a prophet’s base fuck up!

After a few seconds of silence, Xu Qi’an said, “Alright, then we’ll go back together.”

Zhong Li was relieved not to be scolded.

So with a pout, she followed Xu Qi’an and returned with him, her legs a little twisted, crimson blood seeping out of her pants.

In order to catch up with Xu Qi’an, she could only try to bounce, which aggravated the injury more and more.

Xu Qi’an, who was in front, suddenly stopped and asked, “Does it hurt?”

“Uh-huh. ……..” She answered in a small voice.

“This is the price of being brainless.” Xu Qi’an cursed and folded back, squatting on the ground, “Let me carry you out.”

Zhong Li moved over, opened his hands and was about to pounce on him, Xu Qi An suddenly stood up, his head “bang” on Zhong Li’s jaw, the top of her screamed miserably, tilted his head back and fell.

Absolutely ……. Xu Qi Xin said.

He picked up the poor Fifth Senior Sister in a cross-body hug, and as he walked outside, he explained guiltily, “I-I was just thinking that if I carried you on my back, a rock might hit the top of my head again and blow your head off.”

Zhong Li’s tongue is broken, speech slurred: “Department I did not ……..”

Xu Qi’an nodded, “That’s why he suddenly got up just now, intending to hug you.”

Zhong Li: “It’s me who’s in bad luck ……..”

Xu Qi’an snorted, “You are truly unlucky.”

Zhong Li buried her face in the crook of his arm in shame.

“The dry corpse of the tomb was solved by me, I dared to stay, naturally I have a backstroke. I have a forced count, but you don’t, aren’t you clear about how unlucky you are?”

Xu Qi’an pulled the topic back and admonished, “Next time something like this happens, just run away by yourself. Don’t get to the point where I’m not dead and you’re dead first.”

“I… I don’t feel comfortable with you.” She said.

“Fuck off, you’re not my daughter-in-law, salty carrot.” Xu Qi’an pooh-poohed.

I’m the one who’s going to be the emperor’s son-in-law.

……….

PS: While coding, a bug occurred to me: the language barrier.

So I looked up the information and found out that the official language of the Tang and Song dynasties was Shaanxi, and over the dynasties, the official language might have changed with the different capitals, the language was always there. And it doesn’t change too much since ancient times, unless the people in a certain area die out, then the local language disappears.

So I wisely patched the bug.

Also, this chapter is all dry and thoughtfully written, and the coding is just slow.