Chapter 77 The True Path
The hall was extremely silent.
Long Erye didn't say anything. He hesitated for a full minute before he said, "Okay."
Without waiting for Jiang Xian to thank him, he continued, "But you must be accompanied by me. I don't have to watch it, but you can see that you can't get in here without my company! Besides, there are surveillance cameras everywhere. I can't guarantee that the footage won't leak out in the end. This is not something I can control."
Jiang Xian breathed a sigh of relief and uttered one word: "Okay."
"Are there any records of the murals? Photography or video is fine!"
"Yes." Long Er Taiye nodded and pointed upwards: "Go up, I'll send it to you and print it out."
Jiang Xian breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I only need half a day!"
He did not say that he would not let Long Erye look at it. He was willing to give up. Only by giving up can you gain. It was really too much to ask for help from the other party and not to even look at it. However, Long Erye was also from Shenzhou. If he looked at it, he would have a say in it if he wanted to conduct large-scale exploration in the future.
Soon, the two got the printed mural and entered the treasure house again. Jiang Xian took an easel and propped the mural in front of the Qin King's Bone Mirror.
As the two people looked on with great expectation, the picture on the mirror did not change at all.
Five minutes... ten minutes... fifteen minutes passed, and Long Er Taiye frowned: "Are you sure?"
"Not sure." Jiang Xian shook his head, not disappointed. Instead, he rubbed his brows, thinking rapidly: Is there something missing?
"This should be Qin Shi Huang's backup plan. In ancient times, the understanding of immortals was that the gods and immortals were separated from the gods and immortals. Qin Shi Huang was afraid that if he really became an immortal, he would never come back. How would future generations find him? So he left this clue? Hmm... It's very likely that this is the case."
"This is a way of 'hiding' and 'recording'. If it is for this purpose, the clue will not be hidden too deeply... Think about it from another perspective. At that time, Qin Shihuang built an underground palace. What is the difference between an underground palace and the one we have now?"
Long Er Taiye did not disturb him. Jiang Xian closed his eyes and quickly restored the underground palace from his memory palace, and then compared it with the current scene. After dozens of minutes, he suddenly opened his eyes, stood up as if he had been enlightened, and said in a lost voice: "Lights!"
"Light?" The second master Long didn't understand at first, but he immediately realized: "You mean, the lamp oil in the underground palace is similar to the eternal lamp? It was lit after you entered. And in order to illuminate something, this is the condition for activation?"
Jiang Xian nodded quickly: "Can the lights here be turned off?"
"Impossible. Once it goes out, it will be considered as being attacked."
"Fuck!" Jiang Xian scratched his hair, pondered for two seconds, and immediately took off his clothes and hung them on the mirror.
It was winter, and he was wearing quite a lot of clothes. After putting the down jacket on the mirror, he took off another piece of clothing and covered the mural with it. At the same time, he and Long Lao held up other clothes and surrounded the mural in a dark scene as possible.
Time seemed so long at this moment, so long that it made people anxious. Two minutes of waiting seemed to have passed for two years. Two minutes later, Jiang Xian opened his down jacket, and Long Lao slowly opened the sweater covering the mural. The next second... an indescribable scene appeared before their eyes.
The King of Qin looked into the bone mirror and saw clearly nine gods. But... they were obviously different from those in the murals.
Jiang Xian had discovered before that the gods printed out of the murals were completely different from those seen during the encounter. The appearance was the same, but I couldn't feel the earth-shaking horror. I couldn't feel the boundlessness of the world, and I felt like an ant. However, at this moment, these gods seemed to come alive.
Their shapes began to fluctuate slightly in the osteopathic mirror. Not moving, but trembling from the center outward like water waves.
Their appearance began to blur, and there was no way to explain why. It was clearly a real mural, but it seemed as if it was surrounded by smoke and was hazy. And a feeling that made people's backs cold rose faintly from the bottom of their hearts at the same time!
Long Er looked at Jiang Xian in shock. He was already over seventy years old and had seen too many things. He thought that nothing could scare him, but at this moment, he truly felt the trembling of his soul.
That is the shock that people feel when they see the gods parting the clouds and favoring the earth under the vast sky.
It was among the mountains that I saw the true God awaken and raise his fingers taller than the mountains. I suddenly felt fearful about how insignificant I was.
It is the awe of looking up at the starry sky and seeing the gods stretching out their hands to play chess with the stars. It is the sadness of being powerless when the flood collapses and the huge waves swallow everything.
Many emotions converged like thousands of streams, turning into a certain fear.
"What did you see in there?" He wanted to ask, but he couldn't open his mouth. The inexplicable pressure made him dare not profane the moment. Moreover, he knew that he would not get a real answer even if he asked.
Suddenly, this terrifying force disappeared without any warning, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief. But on the Qin Wang's bone mirror... it was completely different.
The nine gods turned into a whirlpool at this moment. Yellow, green, white... all kinds of colors were running quickly. In a moment... it turned into a map of the Qin Dynasty at that time!
Swish... a line of light golden words lit up.
It was short, but it made Jiang Xian's heart suddenly jump.
"The first year of the First Emperor." He read softly: "Qian is Po Jun."
Nine words say it all.
These nine words stubbornly appeared on the bone mirror, and next to the nine words, there was a shining red spot of light falling on Chang'an!
Jiang Xian heaved a sigh of relief, then immediately took out his phone to take a picture and sent it to Ye Xiaozu. Then he and Long Er Taiye watched the picture carefully, fearing that something else would happen.
Unfortunately, nothing happened, and half an hour later, the image finally disappeared quietly.
"Who did you just send it to?" Master Long Er asked casually.
"Ye Xiaozu." Jiang Xian was not in a position to hide anything, so he said directly, "You should know the Ye family, the direct descendant of Ye Jiusheng. He helped me unlock the secret of the Nine Palace Flying Stars."
Master Long Er nodded and said, "The knowledge of the Liqi School about the Nine Palace Flying Stars is probably second only to Master Xu. Master Xu won't see you, you've found the right person... Is there anything else?"
Jiang Xian shook his head and bowed again to the Second Master Long: "Thank you, Elder Long."
"It's getting estranged to talk about this." Master Long Er waved his hand nonchalantly, "This world is still yours after all. I'm old... I can't fight anymore... You better prepare yourself, the network push will arrive soon."
They both left the treasure house thoughtfully. Jiang Xian returned to the hotel and immediately called Ye Xiaozu.
"How is it?" he asked anxiously, "This is the true appearance of the Nine Palace Flying Stars! There was no reign title in the Qin Shihuang era. It was called the XX Emperor XX Year. The first emperor's year was set in Xianyang, and the time and location were all complete. How long will it take you to figure it out?"
"One week." Ye Xiaozu's voice was much more relaxed. "Master Jiang, I was still worried. The Nine Palace Flying Stars are from different eras and different geographies, so the results will be completely different. You didn't give me an anchor point, so I may have to give you three or four answers in the end. Let you decide."
"But with this thing, it's much easier! I'll give you news in a week!"
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xian finally felt relieved. He lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling with a long-lost smile.
After leaving the underground palace, even after drinking the water from the fruit core, he did not feel relaxed. Outsiders did not understand the Nine Palace Flying Stars algorithm, but he knew very well that if you did not give the time and place for this kind of thing, the final result would vary greatly.
But that was the only option at the time.
Now... he finally had a clue. In the vast fog, he had no idea where to start, but now, as long as he could figure it out, he would have a clear location. The feeling of relief and joy made him feel uneasy for a long time.
"It's just right. The government will soon announce the news of the Qin Emperor's Underground Palace to the whole country. I'll just wait here."
“After the auction is over and Ye Xiaozu’s Flying Star route map is deduced, we will talk to Shenzhou and organize our own exploration team…”
"With such huge benefits, even if dozens of people die, Shenzhou should allow it..."
He smiled and closed his eyes. There are nine flying stars. The next location may not be where the fruit is. A place related to such a divine object must be extremely dangerous. It is not realistic to fight alone.
It's time for me to join a strong exploration team...
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As time went by, some sensitive citizens soon discovered something unusual.
In the news broadcast and major official media, words such as "culture", "history", "archaeology" and "antiques" have been mentioned many times in recent days. Sensitive people know that the Chinese government is definitely not the kind of government that "makes decisions on the spur of the moment". Before doing something, it usually gives some psychological transition period.
"Is the country trying to revive the archaeology industry?" In Shendu City, an old man over 70 years old murmured to himself as he spun a steel ball in his hand and watched the news leisurely.
"Dad, it's time to eat." A woman's voice rang out from behind: "You're eating while watching... What are you watching? Archaeology again... You said you've been retired for so long, and you're still concerned about this? How dangerous."
"There is no successor..." The old man sighed, stood up, and walked towards the dining table: "What does it mean that the country suddenly brought up this? Is the old tree blooming with new flowers?"
He was not the only one who noticed it. After all, the news broadcasts had all the relevant content for three or four consecutive days, which was rare in history. I don't know how many people smelled something.
Something big is going to happen.
This big event is within the words "culture", "history", "archaeology" and "antiques". It should not be a bad thing. Bad things will be broadcast on the same day. Something that requires the country to build momentum for several days... must be terrifyingly big!
"Interesting." Countless auction houses and people related to those four words all focused their attention on television and various news channels.
This day... should be coming soon.
After all... with the government's appeal, the salary below has been completely coded. All that's missing is a fire to ignite it!
