Netherworld Chapter 114 The Beast (1)
This is one of the reasons why we are eager to crack the secret code. Dong Barang said: Why is the opportunity for the Emperor of Heaven to be resurrected related to the underworld? Perhaps, we can know it from the records in the secret code. And the little brother has the inheritance of the Eight Ropes, and can borrow the power of the Underworld Jade, which plays a decisive role in the plan.
Dong Balang’s words made me inexplicably excited.
Because in the circle of practitioners, I am a complete rookie, a typical newcomer.
But the five characters "decisive role" came out of Dong Barang's mouth and flew towards my head. This made me feel a little dizzy and my whole body was floating.
Although the secret code cannot be fully deciphered, the master is the master of the five elements in the contemporary era, and he should know something about the origin of the five classics. Does the master know anything about the turmoil two thousand years ago? Dong Barang asked.
The old Taoist looked at him and said: The origin of the Five Classics disappeared for more than a thousand years and has long since disappeared. The ancient books in the pulse only recorded that the origin of the Five Classics still exists in the world, but did not go into detail. After all, the Five Elements Pulse was separated from it, and the branch is not my family.
I was a little surprised by what the old Taoist said. The Five Elements Meridian is not the only branch that broke away from the Five Classics? There are other inheritances in this world that can rival the Five Elements Meridian!
This was shocking news, at least for me, but Dong Barang didn't look surprised. Perhaps with the power of the Emperor Vein, it wasn't difficult to learn these secrets.
In that case, I won't ask any more questions. Dong Balang bowed and said: But I still need the master...
I took him to experience the wind of the emperor's vein. The old Taoist interrupted Dong Barang and pulled me out of the hall.
This time, Dong Balang did not chase him again, because he knew that the Taoist always spoke with certainty, and if he didn't say he was leaving, he would definitely not leave.
After leaving the hall, I saw the golden armored guards standing on both sides. They were still like metal sculptures, exuding amazing aura. I shrank my neck and let the old Taoist pull me down the mountain.
The wind was still howling, but around the old Taoist priest, it was like a woman's soft voice, so gentle that it was unbelievable.
The old Taoist had a very cold expression. As soon as I walked out of the hall, I could tell that he was worried.
I looked back and realized that we were already far away from the hall, so I turned back and asked him: Is there anything I can help you with?
The old Taoist did not deny it. A strange expression appeared on his face and he said: The return of the Emperor of Heaven to the world is not a good sign, but it is an opportunity.
Huh? What do you mean? I'm confused.
The origin of the Five Classics is revealed! said the old Taoist priest.
I still didn't understand, so the old Taoist priest continued to explain: The resurrection of the Emperor of Heaven is specially preserved in one of my Five Elements Pulse Classics. In the secret volume, the ancestors of the Five Elements left a sentence.
Hmm? I looked at the Taoist priest who suddenly stopped talking.
Stop the Emperor of Heaven from resurrecting! The old Taoist priest whispered.
Huh? I was surprised and confused.
The Five Elements Veins originated from the Five Classics, and two thousand years ago, the current head of the Five Classics once found the Emperor of Heaven, wanting to join forces to fight against the disaster of that year.
Now that the Emperor of Heaven is about to be resurrected, why would the Five Elements Meridian leave behind words to prevent his resurrection?
The Five Elements Vein has a grudge against the Emperor of Heaven? I suddenly remembered that the old Taoist once came to the Emperor Vein to cause trouble.
That secret scroll was left by the Lord of Eight Ropes two thousand years ago. The old Taoist priest once again said something that shocked me.
My ancestor, the Lord of the Eight Ropes from two thousand years ago...
This is too confusing. Could it be that what happened back then was not just as simple as joining forces to eliminate disaster?
Are you sure your father burned all the books of Basuo? The old Taoist looked at me.
I hesitated for a long time and suddenly realized that I had no way to be sure.
Because my father burned a lot of ancient books and piled them up. He said that those were all my grandfather's things.
But my grandfather was once the master of the Eight Ropes, and he was a master of the same period as Yuanling Lao Si's master. The Eight Ropes and the Five Classics were on par with each other, so my grandfather was definitely stronger than the old Taoist.
What's more, the old Taoist said that the Eight Ropes lineage has a profound Taoist method that can determine the fate of the world with one palm, and can handle all affairs in the world.
For a master like Grandpa, couldn't he calculate that the inheritance of the Eight Ropes might be cut off?
If it was a few months ago, I can say with certainty that everything was burned. But the more I learn about practitioners, the less sure I am.
Although I never heard any news about Basuo from my grandfather and father, I can be sure that they both hid a lot from me. For example, my mother's affairs are still a mystery.
I want to go back to my hometown and see if there are still some things left there.
Now? asked the Taoist priest.
I hummed, and suddenly I felt an urgent longing for that strange but deeply impressed hometown. Because extraordinary things had happened on that ordinary land. For me, this almost overturned my entire life.
The old Taoist didn't say much, just said "OK".
Afterwards, he asked about the location of my hometown, took me one step forward, and disappeared in the holy land of the Qinling Imperial Vein.
My hometown is a very remote village . Although it is only 40 kilometers away from the nearest city, there is not even a cement road.
The place where the old Taoist priest and I settled was a piece of farmland outside the village.
At noon, smoke rose from every house.
The two of us walked through the farmlands, along the paths in the fields, and into the village.
Everything here is familiar and strange, contradictory and dazed. I vaguely remember being taken for a walk in the fields by my father.
As far as I can remember, my grandfather and father never went to the fields to farm. I didn't think it was a big deal before, but now I think about it, it's very strange.
But considering my grandfather's identity, this strange thing becomes very normal.
I didn't meet any acquaintances along the way , which made me feel relieved.
After being away for so long, if I run into someone I know, I often find their faces familiar, but I can't remember their names at all. My childhood memories are becoming increasingly blurred.
The old Taoist didn't say a word and just walked quietly beside me.
He and I walked very slowly, as if we were taking a walk. I was extremely anxious when I came here, but when I got here, I calmed down.
My grandfather's house is in a corner of the village. It's not too remote, but you have to cross most of the village to get there.
I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but no matter where we went, we couldn’t see anyone. Occasionally, when I looked back, I could see some people walking out of the house, but they were heading in other directions.
This makes me feel a little lost.
Soon, I saw my grandfather's house.
It was an extremely ordinary stone brick wall, sealed with traditional straw and mud. The beams were made of wood, triangular, and had a round ventilation window.
There was a lock on the door, covered with a layer of dust. Looking at the lock , I remembered that I didn't bring my key.
At this time, the old Taoist stretched out his hand and tapped the lock lightly.
With a slight "click", the lock opened.
I was stunned for a moment, then I reacted, took off the lock, opened the door and walked into the house.
No one had come in for a long time, and the house was filled with a musty smell.
Is this where your grandfather lived in his later years? The old Taoist priest asked, with a hint of surprise in his tone.
I knew what he was surprised about, because this place was too shabby, with almost no decorations, only a table and four wooden stools. I don't know if it was because it hadn't been exposed to the sun for too long, but one corner of the stool had rotted and was tilted on the ground.
My father didn't clean up the house when he left, so it looked a bit messy. Now it was full of cobwebs, making it look even more desolate.
Looking at the dilapidated house in front of me, I suddenly felt a little sour in my nose.
Just as the old Taoist was surprised, my grandfather was the current head of the Basuo family, but his residence in his later years was so dilapidated.
There were too few things in the room, and after I came in, I realized that this place was still so familiar. Even with my eyes closed, I could still clearly see where each item was placed.
Everything seems to have happened just yesterday.
Tianyou... shouted with a hint of surprise.
I turned around and saw an old man walking in from the door.
He was dressed simply, and although his face was thin and his hair was gray, he looked extremely strong as he walked.
I was a little surprised and hurried over to him: Grandpa Shi...
It’s really you... The old man came over with a smile and rubbed my head casually: I didn’t expect you to have grown up so much, how many years have we not seen each other?
Probably... I thought about it for a moment and said: It should be about ten years.
Yes, more than a decade has passed in a flash... The old man suddenly sighed and looked at the furnishings in the house: This place is still the same as before, your grandfather...
Grandpa Shi is an elder with a high seniority in the village and is a close friend of Grandpa. It is said that they have known each other since they were young and have been together for most of their lives, and their relationship is as close as brothers.
