Tianwei Chapter 283 The Mystery of the Emperor of Heaven (6)
Grandpa Shi... I looked at him, not knowing what to say. Perhaps I should apologize for what my ancestors did, but how could I say it? Besides, Grandpa Shi might not like me saying that.
So now you are... the Emperor of Heaven? I asked cautiously, fearing that I might upset him.
No. Grandpa Shi shook his head and said: I am just one of the nine sons of Suanni.
Uh… Actually, I don’t quite understand. Are you the Emperor of Heaven’s, uh, son? Or his clone? Like the giant beast that was born from your teeth? I asked.
I don't know either. Grandpa Shi said very straightforwardly: The Emperor of Heaven is not a real dragon, but a dragon vein. For thousands of years, there has been no dragon vein like him. So he is the only one born in the world. No one can tell whether it is a normal way for such a big dragon to give birth to nine sons, or whether it is really like some kind of clone. What's more, some of his memories are in my mind, which makes it even more confusing.
What about the Emperor of Heaven? Has he disappeared? I asked curiously.
Do you know where I have been these days ? Grandpa Shi asked.
Of course I don’t know. If I knew, I would come back to find you, I answered.
I was at the deepest part of the dragon vein of Qinling Mountains. Grandpa Shi said: In the underworld, I had lost my self-awareness, everything seemed so hazy and difficult to see clearly. When I woke up, I found myself at the dragon head of Qinling Mountains.
What are you doing there? I asked again.
Although it was unintentional, the Emperor of Heaven finally broke free from the shackles of the fiefdom and returned to the dragon vein. Therefore, his spirit brought me back to my body, in fact, he wanted to bring my spirit back so that he could return to the world in the future.
Eh? You didn't give him back his energy, did you?
I have returned it. It is his after all. I have no right to take it away. No matter what, he is like a father to me, one of the nine sons of the dragon. Grandpa Shi said.
Ah? Then the imperial dragon energy you gave to Gamu...
That's true. When I injected the spirit into the dragon vein, I intercepted some of it. It's not a big loss for him. He will recover after a thousand years of cultivation. Grandpa Shi said indifferently.
Huh? It would take thousands of years to recover... I couldn't help but smack my lips.
The dragon veins seem to have existed since the beginning of the world, but in fact, they have gone through countless years of sedimentation and sublimation. And it took him unimaginable time to awaken from the dragon veins. Thousands of years are really short for him, just like the blink of an eye for us. Grandpa Shi explained.
That's true. I nodded, and then asked: Will the Heavenly Emperor be resurrected again? Doesn't this mean that the Qinling Dragon Vein may impact the so-called membrane in the future?
It is indeed possible. Grandpa Shi did not deny it.
After Grandpa Shi gave a definite answer, I suddenly had an impulse to destroy the spirit of the Emperor of Heaven. Because the Qinling Dragon Vein almost crosses the entire Chinese land, if it really flies into the sky, the damage it causes to China will be almost devastating.
From this point of view, it was indeed correct for my ancestor to leave a secret message to prevent the Emperor of Heaven from resurrecting and hunt down the nine dragon sons. However, I definitely cannot say such words in front of Grandpa Shi.
After thinking about it, I shook my head and threw away the unrealistic idea. The Heavenly Emperor was ridiculously powerful. After his spirit returned to his body, although he did not revive immediately, he also merged with the entire dragon vein. Such a powerful existence, let alone me, even if my Eight-threaded Ancestor was reborn, I am afraid he would be helpless. Otherwise, the ancestor would have destroyed the Heavenly Emperor long ago, instead of trapping him with the shackles of the fiefdom.
Grandpa Shi's actions certainly violated the original intention of the Eight-Suo ancestor, but he was one of the nine sons of the dragon after all. The purpose of the Emperor of Heaven allowing them to be born was to help him unlock the shackles of the fiefdom. After knowing the truth, no one could say that Grandpa Shi was wrong to do so.
So even though I felt it was inappropriate, I didn’t say much.
But after thinking about this question, I remembered another thing: Grandpa Shi, now that you have recovered your memory, then in the future...
We'll talk about the future later. Grandpa Shi laughed and said: At least you are still my grandson, and I am still your grandfather, isn't that enough?
Enough, enough, I said quickly.
Oh, yes, the memory left by the Emperor of Heaven mentioned one thing, which was about the cause of the strange phenomenon two thousand years ago. Grandpa Shi suddenly said.
Oh? Why? I asked quickly. I have always wanted to know this question, but no one has ever given me an answer .
I don’t know, Grandpa Shi answered.
I almost wanted to pick up a bench and hit myself on the head. How can you say you don't know? Shouldn't you lower your voice mysteriously and tell me the answer quietly? This is the normal routine of novels. Did you read the script carefully, old man?
I really don't know. Grandpa Shi looked innocent: The Emperor of Heaven's memory mentioned that there was a page of heavenly book in the Qinling treasure house. That page recorded the truth about the great changes in heaven and earth.
A heavenly book? A page? My whole body was shaken, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of shamelessness radiating out.
It’s a heavenly book! It’s a heavenly book!
Isn't this the thing that the old Taoist took out from the treasure house? The old Taoist told me that it records the Way of Heaven. The so-called "Qi" means the beginning. The origin of all things, the source of all things, and the beginning of all things. I didn't expect that the Way of Heaven was actually related to the great changes two thousand years ago!
Oh, where is the heavenly book? I subconsciously felt in my pocket... No, it was in the old Taoist's sleeve. He wanted to give it to me along with the elixir, but I didn't want it and gave it to him to keep.
"Wait for me!" I shouted to Grandpa Shi and ran out.
I rushed into the room where the old Taoist's body was placed. I looked at him, silently said a few words such as "Don't blame me, I'll take it and leave", and then used the Eight Ropes Method to unlock the world in my sleeves.
I groped in the Taoist's wide sleeves for a while, and soon I found the paper-thin object.
When I took it out and looked at it, it was still golden, as if it was cast from gold. However, it was empty and nothing could be seen. Not to mention the general outline of the Heavenly Dao, there was not even a pattern.
I ran back to the room with the wordless book and handed it to Grandpa Shi.
What is this? Grandpa Shi looked at the heavenly book and asked with some confusion .
This is the page of the Heavenly Book. Back then, the Emperor asked me and the Taoist priest for help and allowed us to choose three treasures from the Heavenly Emperor's treasury. This thing was taken out at that time. I explained.
Oh? Grandpa Shi immediately became interested. He turned it over and over for a few times and tried to bend it twice. Surprisingly, with Grandpa Shi's ability, he was helpless against the heavenly book. No matter how hard he tried, the heavenly book showed no signs of damage.
After looking at it for a while, Grandpa Shi handed the thing back to me and said: I don’t know how to use this thing?
Huh? You don't know? I was stunned.
Of course I don't know. Grandpa Shi said as a matter of course: The Emperor's memory is fragmentary, not all.
I'm almost going crazy. Who wrote this script? It's such a rip-off!
The wordless book, the wordless book, of course, has no words. I tried to inject the Eight Ropes into it, but to no avail, the book did not respond at all.
Looking at the gold paper in my hand, I felt like crying but had no tears. I had the illusion that I had visited a mountain of treasures but came back empty-handed.
The truth is right in front of us, but we cannot get it. Is this any different from prying open the door, getting to the safe, knowing that there is $100 million inside, but being unable to open the safe no matter what method you use?
There is absolutely no difference!
The old Taoist only said that this thing could help me practice, but I never used it. Now I can use it, but no one taught me.
Mysterious things like this are the most difficult to understand. If you don’t know the method, you will never be able to enter the door in your lifetime. Just like the Eight Ropeways, if you figure it out, everything is very simple. If you don’t figure it out, you will never be able to practice it in your lifetime.
With my IQ, it would be difficult to figure it out, so I could only throw the gold paper on the table in frustration. But the little beauty took the thing and turned it over and over with great interest.
Hmm? Grandpa Shi suddenly frowned and made a sound.
How... I was about to ask him, but I saw a flash of green light in the room, and a woman who looked like a banished fairy appeared in front of me.
I stood there in a daze, because the person who showed up was none other than my cold-blooded mother.
Uncle Shi... Mother looked at Grandpa Shi, smiled and said: Long time no see.
It's been a long time. Grandpa Shi still leaned on the back of the chair without moving, but seemed more relaxed, saying: If it's longer, I'm afraid I won't recognize you.
Who is she? The little beauty asked quietly while lying behind me.
My mother. I turned my head and answered in the same low voice.
So beautiful...the beautiful girl exclaimed, and then said: Then why are you so ugly?
I was so angry that I rolled my eyes and couldn't help but want to beat her up.
Shi Bo said jokingly, "It's been so long. You remember me and I remember you. How could I forget?" Mother's words were very polite.
Grandpa Shi said rudely: Oh? Really? But you are powerful now, not much worse than your father. But you are much braver than your father. You can plot against him...
Grandpa Shi paused, then changed his words: But you have included me in your scheme, and my life cannot withstand the torment from you, girl.
You are safe and sound, aren't you? Mother replied with a smile.
The more I listened, the more frustrated I felt. My mother's answer showed that she had indeed planned it. Grandpa Shi was right. She was using me to do things she didn't want to do and couldn't do.
Grandpa Shi looked at my mother without saying anything, and my mother just stood there without saying anything. After a while, Grandpa Shi glanced at me and asked: Do you really want to do that in the future?
Yes, the mother replied.
It's all fate, why bother , you are too persistent. Grandpa Shi said.
Some lives can be saved and must be saved, but some lives can be abandoned. The mother still smiled and said: You should know me well.
That's why I didn't stop you, but you girl, why can't you just listen to me! Grandpa Shi was a little helpless and a little angry.
The mother did not reply, but held the book in one hand. A white light flashed, and an ancient book appeared out of thin air in her hand.
Book of Life and Death. She turned her head to look at me and pushed the thing in her hand forward a little: I promised you, and you did it.
