【Name: Xu Chong】
[Purple Mansion: Yin God Transformation]
【Huang Ting: None】
[Jade Pond: None]
[Side skills: Picking stars (mastering the whole process), Greed for light (beginner’s practice)]
[Rule: Immortality (consumes 10,000 spiritual energy to activate)]
[Spiritual Source: 71]
Xu Chong looked at the panel with excitement.
Barely six hours had passed since he entered the seventh floor, and the panel generated another point of spiritual source.
This means that in the seventh level of the Imperial Prison, the speed of generating spiritual energy is 2 points per day!
In three years, that’s more than 2,000 spiritual sources!
Whether you continue to follow the Zifu Zhongdao path or take another path, theoretically you can reach the third great realm of Zhongdao.
Although it is definitely not enough to fight against Daqing, it is definitely enough for him to rank among the top in the world.
And... no one knows!
It will be much more convenient and safer to plan anything from now on.
"Perhaps, after I get out, I can commit another crime to get myself in?"
"Will it harm the interests of the royal family?"
Xu Chong was thinking to himself.
On the other hand, after half a day of preparation, Lin Kuang was inspired to write poetry again.
"The sky is dark and the earth is red, a single shadow."
"The imperial prison is my tomb, and my body is buried there."
He didn’t say whether it was a poem or not, nor did he say how it was written.
But although the few sentences clearly expressed an extremely miserable feeling, Lin Kuang had a satisfied look on his face, smiling and nodding repeatedly: "Good poems, good poems, we must write them down so that future generations can pass them on."
Also praise...
Xu Chong shook his head speechlessly and lay down.
His Dao energy was sealed, so he also needed to sleep.
Fortunately, no one came down from the seventh floor, and with the cage there, Lin Kuang couldn't reach him, so he could sleep peacefully.
The only problem was that the temperature was too high, and half of his body was covered in burning heat because he was pressed against the always cold material of the cage.
So Xu Chong picked up a handful of fire moss and stuffed it into his mouth, using the mild poison to paralyze himself.
By the time the bitterness had slightly subsided, the numbness had spread to the entire face and neck.
Xu Chong fell asleep in a daze.
…
night.
In the quiet alley, the two people faced each other several feet apart.
One is wearing a straw hat and raincoat, and the other is holding a swaddling baby.
The baby in the cradle opened his big eyes and looked at the starry night sky curiously.
After a while, a voice as cold as a knife, but very familiar, sounded.
"Why don't you kill me?"
Then came another familiar voice with a hint of smile.
"Why should I kill you?"
This is... the voice of Water Ghost and Third Master!
The strong sense of familiarity made Xu Chong's consciousness instantly cover the baby.
"Okay, I'm dreaming again..."
Xu Chong was slightly stunned, then quickly noticed his current state.
Infant, swaddle.
So, this memory is longer than any other time before?
Xu Chong was not panicked, he just listened quietly.
He couldn't control the little bug's body, his gaze and movements, and could only proceed according to what had happened originally.
Fortunately, the little bug was very quiet at this moment and didn't understand what the two were saying. It just stared at the stars curiously.
"In such a small Canglong County, there is actually a master at the Tongmai realm, and I have never heard of him."
The water ghost remained alert and continued, "It is obvious that you are the one sent by the court to find the fragments of the cave."
"So what?"
Xu Youan said indifferently.
"If so, why don't you kill me right away and then stay in Canglong to search for me slowly."
The water ghost was puzzled.
"It's just a fragment of the cave."
Xu Youan shook his head, "I don't think it's worth a human life."
“…”
The water ghost stood there in a daze.
If someone else said this, he would just sneer.
A fragment of a cave is not as valuable as a life?
It's simply high-sounding.
But the problem is, the man opposite, who was so strong that he couldn't even test his own strength, really didn't kill him.
Moreover, he did not kill himself even though he could have easily done so.
In fact, he looked like he was not willing to pay attention to me.
"You...you're different from the others."
The water ghost sighed and let down his guard slightly. "How many people has the imperial court killed for this cave? The six major families, local branches, and even the Taoist master are now in danger of death."
"It's just fate. I can't control others, I can only control myself."
Xu Youan said, and sighed: "But your Taoist master, it's really a pity."
Taoist master?
Xu Chong felt a little startled and listened more carefully.
"Yes, a genius that is hard to come by in hundreds of years."
The water ghost said in a low voice, "Everyone in the Taiping Dao, from the lowest to the highest, was impressed and believed that as long as he was there, he would definitely lead us to build a true paradise...but we didn't expect that Emperor Wenchang would be one step ahead in the end."
"Don't lose heart."
Xu Youan smiled and said, "Maybe the next Taoist master will be even better?"
"Forget it."
The water ghost shook his head helplessly, "Even with the Eternal Heaven in hand, we were unable to defeat the imperial court. Now that the Eternal Heaven is shattered and we don't know whether the Taoist master is alive or dead, we no longer have any hope... Who knows, it may fall apart one day."
"No."
Xu Youan said in an inexplicable tone, "It's just that we lost a Lin Kuang and a Dongtian, and it didn't hurt the foundation of Taiping Dao."
"Lin Kuang... Is this the Taoist master's name?!"
The water ghost was shocked, "How did you know? Do you know the Taoist master?"
Little did he know that Xu Chong was even more shocked than him at this moment.
Lin Kuang, is actually the leader of the Taiping Dao? !
No.
It should be said that Lin Kuang is the former leader of Taiping Dao!
No wonder……
No wonder Dou Zi said that the most dangerous people in the world are imprisoned on the seventh floor.
"We have known each other for a long time, but we have never met each other."
Xu Youan responded casually, "I just happened to know the name."
"How can it be such a coincidence..."
The water ghost narrowed his eyes, but did not investigate further. "What do you mean when you said that the foundation of Taiping Dao was not damaged?"
"What I mean is..."
Xu Youan seemed to really want to explain.
However, a loud cry suddenly sounded, interrupting his subsequent words .
——Wooooooooooooooooooooo!
Xu Youan's face changed drastically, and he started to coax his son in front of the water ghost without caring about anything.
“…”
Xu Chong was speechless for a while.
There's obviously more to come, but why does this happen all of a sudden?
He wanted to contain it, but unfortunately, he was just a spectator in this scene and had no ability to interfere.
Not long after, with Xu Youan's comfort, the baby fell into a deep sleep.
Xu Chong's consciousness also became completely dim.
“…Living in Chishangyan, my mind wanders in the heavens beyond.”
"What a good poem! What a good poem!"
“You have to write it down.”
Lin Kuang, the new leader of the Taiping Dao, got another "masterpiece" and he was lying on the ground writing it.
Xu Chong sat up and looked at the scene in speechlessness and confusion.
Through the conversation between the Third Master and the water ghost, he is now very curious about this Lin Kuang.
What ability does Lin Kuang have that can make Third Master so loyal to him for so long?
It can’t be those unusually prolific poems, right?
As for the most dangerous person...
There is no doubt that the imperial court deliberately spread the news like this.
After thinking for a while, Xu Chong said, "Can you please stop writing poetry?"
“…”
Lin Kuang looked up in astonishment, " Aren't you mute?"
"I just don't want to bother with you."
Xu Chong replied.
"All right……"
Lin Kuang sighed and nodded, "Is it because my talent is too dazzling that you feel ashamed of yourself?"
Xu Chong: “…”
"It seems so."
Lin Kuang was even more certain, "Blame me for not thinking carefully and hurting you."
"But think about it..."
Lin Kuang pointed at the poems scattered all over the floor and said solemnly: "If these masterpieces of the ages cannot be passed down, it will be a loss for everyone in the world!"
Xu Chong: “???”
"And you will become the sinner who will cause losses to the people of the world and to all future generations!"
Lin Kuang looked at Xu Chong deeply.
“…”
Xu Chong was stunned for a long while, and said depressedly: "If you want to show off, you can use your realm and your identity as the leader of the Taiping Dao. There is really no need to write poetry."
A native of another world, using poetry to show off to a time traveler.
This is so explosive.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Lin Kuang laughed loudly, "Realm? Identity? These external things will be nothing but a handful of yellow earth after thousands of years. Who will still remember me, Lin Kuang, by then? Only poems and lyrics can be passed down through the ages, so that my name, Lin Kuang, will not be lost."
"But the problem is..."
Xu Chong hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Let's not talk about whether your poem is a masterpiece or not. Even if it is a masterpiece... don't forget that this is the imperial prison."
Thousands of years later, I am afraid that the level of the imperial prison will climb up, from a low-grade cave heaven to a medium-grade cave heaven.
By then, the rules of the seventh layer will inevitably become more powerful.
It is very likely that it has changed from a place where prisoners are detained to a place where prisoners are executed.
These poems are left here, who can take them out?
Having is equal to not having.
"What about the Imperial Prison?"
Lin Kuang didn't care. "The sun and the moon rotate endlessly, and even the heaven and earth may turn upside down, let alone the imperial prison."
Sure enough, there is no point in reasoning with a paranoid person.
Xu Chong nodded helplessly: "...Okay, you are right."
Unexpectedly, it was just a perfunctory remark, but it immediately boosted Lin Kuang's spirits.
"You understood it so quickly?"
Lin Kuang lifted his disheveled hair, revealing an old face, and said in great surprise: "Those two people before didn't understand until they died here."
"Dead?"
Xu Chong looked around and asked, "Have the bodies been cleared out?"
"No way."
Lin Kuang shook his head, "They all became nutrients for the fire moss."
“…”
Xu Chong's face suddenly turned dark.
"Don't mention those two."
Lin Kuang waved his hand and said, "It's rare to meet a confidant who understands me, so I can't be stingy... How about I teach you how to write poetry?"
Xu Chong curled the corner of his mouth, then simply lay down on his side and ignored it.
"Hey, what do you mean?"
"If I'm going to teach you, I'm going to teach you everything I know without reservation."
"Turn around..."
…
…
To the east of Daqing, above the endless sea, there is a huge island.
The whole island is shrouded in natural mist, with pavilions and towers vaguely visible, looking like a fairyland.
This is the main gate of Taiping Dao.
It also has another name, Taiping Township.
I am afraid that no one in Daqing can imagine that the rebels’ largest stronghold is actually on an island.
Li Xiangxue hadn't expected this to happen before he arrived.
The location of Taiping Dao was not as solemn and grim as imagined, but rather peaceful and harmonious.
Fishermen paddled large and small fishing boats, sang beautiful songs, and worked around the island.
The island has restaurants, pharmacies, clothing shops, and schools.
Apart from being much larger than Canglong, there is no obvious difference.
Oh, there is no government here.
"If there is no government, what will happen if someone does something bad?"
Li Xiangxue walked slowly through the market town, accompanied by a young man who was much taller than him, the junior of the Nan family, Nan Chongyue.
"Taiping Township also has a law enforcement team that specializes in handling civil disputes and arresting people who commit evil deeds."
Nan Zhongyue replied with a smile.
"So, the law enforcement team is the government?"
Li Xiangxue asked.
"You just arrived not long ago , you don't know much."
Nan Chongyue shook his head and said, "It is true that Taiping Township has a law enforcement team, but this law enforcement team does not require warriors to serve."
"oh?"
Li Xiangxue was surprised.
He is no longer the child who knew nothing.
After becoming a Daozi, he learned about the imperial court, warriors, and household registration.
He already knew too much.
"Look over there."
Nan Zhongyue pointed at the patrolling team in the distance and said, "The law enforcement team consists of ten people. At least half of them are not warriors."
"What if I encounter someone with a higher realm and I can't beat him?"
Li Xiangxue asked.
"Then many people nearby will take action."
Nan Zhongyue smiled and said, "In Taiping Township, most people are members of the law enforcement team."
"The law enforcement team rotates every day. Whether they are warriors or ordinary people, they all do what they are supposed to do the next day."
"For example, although I am a member of the Nan family, one of the six major families, as long as I stay in Taiping Township and do not have a position in Taiping Palace, I must assume the responsibility of law enforcement."
"Look around you. Pedestrians and vendors are all the same. They are part of the law enforcement team. It's just that it may take a long time before it's their turn to patrol for a day."
"If necessary, they can immediately switch back to being law enforcement officers to maintain order in Taiping Township."
Is that so...
Li Xiangxue didn’t quite understand it, but he thought it seemed pretty good.
"But you are Daozi, and you are different from us."
Nan Zhongyue continued, "You just need to keep practicing, and then strive to become the first Daozi and inherit the position of Dao Lord."
“Master…”
Li Xiangxue looked suddenly enlightened.
On that day, the leader of Taiping Dao appeared at Fenggu and selected qualified people to join Taiping Dao.
Originally, he didn't have to leave Fenggu County at all, because those responsible for testing his qualifications had no intention of testing him at all.
Come to think of it, a five-year-old child not only has underdeveloped body, but also has many cognitive deficiencies. Even if he has good aptitude, how many acupoints can he open?
As long as he doesn't take the initiative to stand up, he can stay in Fenggu and continue to stay with everyone.
But he still stood up.
Because of Mingyu Jin.
Li Xiangxue was less than five years old and could not understand many things.
But he knew one thing, that Mingyu Jin was given by Xu Chong, and if others knew about it, it might implicate Xu Chong.
So he stepped forward, not only successfully passed the test, but also directly became the son of the Taiping Dao.
Although he felt lonely and helpless when he came to Taiping Township because he had no relatives there, Li Xiangxue was very satisfied when he thought that everyone had food to survive and he would not bring trouble to Uncle Xu anymore.
Moreover, now that he knew what the crime of "teaching martial arts privately" was, he felt more and more that joining the Taiping Dao was the right thing to do.
As for repaying Uncle Xu, I'll do it when I grow up and have the ability.
"Luckily I left."
Li Xiangxue muttered to himself.
"What did you mean left? You mean Yongzhou?"
After hearing this, Nan Zhongyue sighed deeply and said, "Yes, it's a good thing you left. If you hadn't left, I'm afraid you would have died without a burial place."
"What does Si Wu... mean?!"
Li Xiangxue's expression suddenly became horrified.
"Hmm? You still don't know?"
Nan Zhongyue raised his eyebrows, "The millions of people in Fenggu County are all dead..."
Before he could finish his words, Li Xiangxue grabbed Nan Zhongyue's clothes and said in a trembling voice, "All dead? What do you mean all dead?"
"this……"
Nan Chongyue looked hesitant, as if he was considering whether to speak or not.
"Tell me! Can you tell me?"
After all, they are children. Even if they have experienced hardships that ordinary people may not experience in their lifetime, their minds are not yet calm enough.
"Never mind... you have to know it after all."
Nan Zhongyue sighed, "The chief minister of the Daqing Cabinet, Lou Youzhi, accused the people of Yongzhou of gathering together for rebellion and changed disaster relief into suppressing bandits... Millions of people in Fenggu County were killed by Lou Youzhi, and no one survived."
“…”
Li Xiangxue felt as if struck by lightning and his face turned pale instantly.
Dead?
All dead?
Faces flashed through my mind.
Some are familiar, some are unfamiliar.
Some are kind, some are cruel.
When the final frame was taken, only Zhao Liu's family and Xu Chong were left.
"You lied to me, didn't you?"
Li Xiangxue burst into tears and began to beg with sobs, "You are lying to me, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Xu, they are not dead, right?"
"I don't know who the Uncle Zhao and Uncle Xu you are talking about are, but among the millions of people in Fenggu County, none survived. The headquarters has specially sent someone to verify this."
Nan Zhongyue shook his head, put his hands on Li Xiangxue's shoulders, and said earnestly: "I know you are very sad, but you are already a disciple of the Taiping Dao..."
Li Xiangxue didn't hear the rest of the words clearly.
His vision began to go dark, his head became dizzy, and his ears were buzzing.
He only held on for a moment before his eyes rolled back and he passed out.
"Just fainted like that?"
Nan Zhongyue squatted down, touched Li Xiangxue, and was speechless: "After all, they are just children. It's just a few deaths. They can't bear such a small blow."
Shaking his head, Nan Chongyue picked up Li Xiangxue and returned to Taiping Palace.
First, Li Xiangxue was sent back to his residence, and then he passed through layers of guards and arrived at the deepest hall.
"Master, I have informed Li Xiangxue of the events in Yongzhou."
Nan Zhongyue lowered his upper body deeply, not daring to look at the man on the throne whose features were obscured by the light.
"very good."
A vague voice sounded, "The Nan family's Heaven and Earth Blood Pond can be controlled for another ten years."
"Thank you, Master."
Nan Chongyue took a deep breath, bowed and retreated.
Such a simple task can allow the Nan family to maintain its independence for another ten years.
Although he didn't know what the deeper meaning was, he had to do it.