Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1533 A way out
  On the upper floor of the prison, the space is almost completely occupied by densely packed huge gear sets and drive shafts.

Among these gears, the larger ones are several feet long in diameter, and the smaller ones are also about ten feet long. Some are horizontal, some are vertical, the large set is small, and the small set is even smaller. They mesh with each other and are connected together through the transmission shaft. It kept clicking and turning.

Such an environment is undoubtedly very dangerous for ordinary people. If you are not careful, you will be caught in the gears and squeezed to death, but for Thieves Zhi, it is no different from flat ground.

He was as light as a swallow, flashing and leaping among the many gears, sometimes using the force of the convex edge of the gears to take off, sometimes pausing at the stationary center of the gears to observe, his eyes quickly searching for places around him that might be of value.

As a thief, and a top thief, how to find the most valuable things in the environment in the shortest time is also his specialty.

However, the gear set here was too large and the structure was too complex. Even if he saw at a glance all the circular gears and long transmission shafts that were all the same, he couldn't help but be dazzled and had difficulty distinguishing the details of the environment.

At this time, Wei Zhuang, who was below, glanced sideways at Cook Ding next to him.

Although he didn't speak, the meaning was very clear - he is from the Mohist family, and you are also from the Mohist family. He knows the art of mechanism, and you should also know the art of mechanism.

You go up and look for me too!
  The cook had acted very stupidly just now, but now he became smarter. He immediately saw the meaning in Wei Zhuang's eyes. He immediately sneered, took a few steps back, pointed his finger and whispered back:
  "Hehe, I...I'm just a cook."

The implication is that he doesn't know the art of mechanism and can't help.

Wei Zhuang ignored him after hearing this.

It’s not something that can be forced, so it won’t happen if it doesn’t happen.

Above, Thief Zhi found a stable foothold, looked around at the environment, frowned and muttered:

"Mr. Jiang, Taigong Jiang, what escape route did this old cunning man leave for himself?"

While muttering, he pondered.

If he could simply identify it with the naked eye, Thieves Zhi could be sure that he would not be able to find the backhand left by Jiang Taigong in his lifetime.

With so many gear sets tangled together, who can tell which one is faulty?
  Don't say it's him, even if you get old man Ban, it won't work.

At this time, Tao Zhi's eyes swept over some gear sets that were not in the activated state. He was suddenly stunned and thought of a key question.

If Jiang Taigong did have a backup plan and there was a hidden escape route here, then this place should not be used by Zhang Han as a prison of the highest standard.

Unless the empire doesn't know there is a hidden passage here.

If the empire does not know this, there is a high probability that this prison has no information records in this regard since ancient times.

In other words, the escape route prepared by Jiang Taigong for himself has never been used.

and so……

Pirate Zhi's eyes lit up and he immediately started looking for the gear sets that were not started, especially the gears that were covered with dust and looked like they had not been moved for a long time.

At this time, the water level below also gradually rose.

Cook Ding looked at the approaching water, raised his head and shouted:
  "The water level is getting higher and higher, Xiaozhi, hurry up!"

"It'll be ready soon!" Thief Zhi shouted in response while jumping between the unactivated gears.

After a while, he found a giant gear covered with thick dust, and it was obvious that it had not been moved for many years.

Thief Zhi looked around carefully and finally found an unusual point - a word "wang"!
  It was still an ancient seal script, he almost didn't recognize it.

"I found the word 'Wang', what's the point?" Thief Zhi immediately shouted down.

After hearing this, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang looked at each other and replied loudly, "Jiang Ziya is also honored as Taigong Wang."

When Thief Zhi heard this, he felt that he must have found the right one. He reached out and wiped the dust off the gears, trying to find out if there was any mechanism around this word.

However, when his palm brushed over the word 'Wang', he suddenly felt a slight vibration.

Then, the mechanism gear sets above the entire prison suddenly stopped at the same time, and only the gear transmission set under the thief's feet began to rotate sharply.

As the mechanism that had been dusty for many years was activated, a support pillar protruded from six different directions on the walls around the prison at the same time, blocking the bottom of the high platform in the middle area, and then floor tiles began to extend between the six support pillars.

In the blink of an eye, the floor tiles clicked together tightly, covering the entire room, and the rising water surface was sealed under the stone tiles.

At the same time, a clear machine sound sounded, and the floor of the central platform suddenly opened, revealing a dark and deep pit underneath.

Gai Nie Weizhuang, Cook and Ding were all standing on the high platform at this time, but as soon as the first two noticed a vibration under their feet, they immediately dodged out of the way in a vigilant manner. Only the Cook and Ding were slow to react and fell down unprepared. He only had time to cover his eyes and let out a scream.

Fortunately, Wei Zhuang was close enough with quick eyes and hands, and grabbed his belt, lifted him up and threw it to the ground.

"Huh..." Sitting on the ground, Cook Ding patted his chest with lingering fear, then quickly got up and bowed to Wei Zhuang, "Thank you so much!"

On the other side, the core of Fang-gnawing Prison.

All the dots on the wall that were originally lit up with red light suddenly began to go out one after another, starting from the outermost periphery and circling around, and finally only the center dot on the wall was still lit. But the color changed from red to green.

Zhang Han, who had received some news from Six Sword Slaves, was already uneasy, and his face became even more gloomy when he saw this scene.

Because he had no idea what this situation meant.

Zhang Han only learned about the institutions in the Tooth-gnawing Prison after he took over. Time was limited, so naturally he could only take care of the most important things.

The warden of Fanggnath Prison who is responsible for handing over this situation has not told him. There are two possibilities - either this situation is insignificant and not worth mentioning, or the original warden does not know that this situation exists. .

Zhang Han feels that the latter is more likely...

"What place does this correspond to?" Zhang Han, knowing something was wrong, quickly asked the secret guard behind him.

The Shadow Guard probably also knew that there was something wrong with today's plan, so he hesitated in his words, "Back to General, this... this is the cell where Bandit Zhi is imprisoned."

When he heard where it was, Zhang Han's expression became more solemn.

In fact, as soon as he took over the Fang Prison, he felt that the lower-level prison was very strange and out of place.

He also checked carefully with the warden of the Tooth-gnawing Prison, who said that it was just a special location, and there were a large number of mechanism gears directly exposed to the outside world, and it had no other special meaning or function.

He also did some research himself, and after finding no problems, he chose that place as the place where Bandit Zhi would be held.

In the end, I still looked away...

"Close the mechanism, open the gate and release the water!" This was no time to be upset. Zhang Han immediately began to order remedial measures and hurriedly left the central core.

His eyes returned to the prison on the ground floor.

As soon as Cook Ding thanked Wei Zhuang, Bandit Zhi also jumped down from above. He first smiled and patted Cook Ding on the shoulder to comfort him, and then lay down on the edge of the open underground passage next to him.

"It seems that this is the unknown escape route."

"I didn't expect that the cage Zhang Han prepared for me was the escape tool left by Mr. Jiang."

"Hehe... Do you think this arrangement of his was done on purpose, or on purpose, or on purpose?"

Thief Zhi mocked Zhang Han's clever operation with a playful smile. Unfortunately, the people present generally did not have his sense of humor, and no one paid any attention to him.

Gai Nie said calmly, "Let's go."

Then he walked to the door and pulled the wrench that controlled the cage.

The iron chains hanging from the four corners of the cage immediately collapsed automatically, and the top main chain began to slowly relax and descend.

Upon seeing this, Thief Zhi jumped into the cage, and then waved to Cook Ding:

"Hey, let's go!"

He also pulled the cook into the cage, and Genie also returned to the high platform from the door.

Wei Zhuang stood on the steps, facing the door, waiting for Gai Nie to return.

The eyes of the two brothers met in the air, and then they passed by each other.

At this time, the eyes of both of them changed, and they were shocked - there was murderous intent!
  The next moment, the closed door suddenly made a loud noise, and the entire door frame shook, as if it had been hit by a strong external force.

Then there was another muffled sound, and this time the entire door was directly separated from the door frame, roaring and flying towards Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie.

Wei Zhuang stepped forward, the shark-tooth sword in his hand gleaming brightly, and he was the first to meet him.

A sword slashed across, the sword clanged, and the door split into two.

A figure was revealed in the gap created by the break and separation of the door.

Wearing tight-fitting dark clothes with spider patterns, a half-mask on his face, and a pair of cold and killing eyes, he is the leader of the Six Sword Slaves of Luowang - Zhengang!
  I saw the strong sword in his hand with a silver-white blade and a green spine, pointing directly at Wei Zhuang's vitals.

………………

Songhai, Xiaoshengxian Village, above the waterside pavilion.

Xiaomeng glanced sideways at Tai'a in Fu Nian's hand, and said with interest:

"Tai'a is called the sword of majesty. Only the inner majesty of the person holding the sword can inspire the power of the sword."

"Do you think you are this kind of person?"

Fu Nian didn't answer - he couldn't answer this question.

It would definitely be inappropriate to say modestly that one is not qualified, but it would also be inappropriate to say casually that one is qualified, so I simply don’t answer.

Fu Nian stretched out his hand directly towards the water surface and motioned to Xiao Meng, "Senior, please go first!"

Xiaomeng just suddenly became interested in Tai'a, and didn't want to dwell on it, and she stopped talking nonsense. She waved her Qiuli in her hand and pointed at the water.

The dense purple air rose up and formed a ball around Xiaomeng, and the invisible energy was emitted. At that moment, all the objects around Xiaomeng stopped moving, as if the Tianzong's unique skill was activated. Out of color.

After a blink of an eye, everything returned to normal, and Xiaomeng controlled the true energy to flow into the water in the pool.

The invisible Qi entangled the tangible water one by one, causing ripples to appear on the water surface. Part of the water surface slowly rose in the process, and finally formed a flowing large character that was about ten feet square. --road!

Xiaomeng's manipulation of water to display characters with his hands immediately aroused the admiration of the Confucian disciples who were watching.

Normally, it would be good if a martial arts master could use his internal force to disturb the water surface, but Xiaomeng could use his internal force to restrain and control every stream of water, turning the invisible into tangible, and condensing it into words.

Seeing these operations, Chu Nan Gong couldn't help stroking his beard and nodded in admiration, "Okay, okay!"

Zhao Gao stood aside with his hands behind his hands. Although he said nothing, he was secretly sighing in his heart.

Taoism is famous for its internal power cultivation, and Tianzong's most suitable method for using internal power to interfere with the external environment is Wanchuan Qiushui.

Those who practice this method can control the air flow within three feet even if they enter the hall, and they can be called a master.
  Xiaomeng is several feet away, but she can mobilize the soft water of water as she pleases... Judging from her young age and solid internal strength, her talent and talent are indeed extraordinary.

Fusu looked at this scene and couldn't help but nodded slightly.

What the teacher said is indeed true. This is the really interesting round in the sword competition.

Now that Xiao Meng had made a move, Fu Nian responded with his own response. He raised the broad and simple Tai'a sword in his hand and pointed it towards the water just like Xiao Meng.

The aqua blue sword energy lingers on the sword body, and the true energy belonging to Fu Nian also surges to the water surface under the precise control of internal force.

Soon, the same scene as before appeared again in front of everyone, the water gradually rose, and a huge word "Li" appeared!

Tao follows nature, only etiquette can guide it!
  Fu Nian's Holy King swordsmanship emphasizes the inner saint and the outer king, which is the ultimate form of 'ritual'.

The two of them were comparing their internal strength, discussing swords, but talking about Tao.

Fu Nian also accomplished this feat, but no one was surprised or praised him - as the head of Confucianism and the famous leader of the Three Great Masters of Qi and Lu, others would be surprised if he couldn't do it.

Gongsun Linglong half-covered her face with a mask and said playfully:
  "This Xiao Meng gathered a word with water, and Master Fu Nian also gathered a word. Although it is not inferior to the standard, it can't be seen that there is anything special about Confucianism!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Nian's word "ceremony" stood up from the water in a coordinated manner and stood vertically across the water.

The water drops keep falling and rising again, flowing to maintain the word "ritual". The water flow is disordered but follows the established rules, which is meaningful.

"Ah! Looking at it this way, the contrast is obvious!" Gongsun Linglong immediately changed his words when he saw this.

Fu Nian's advanced operation immediately aroused everyone's exclamation.

This water character, which is as big as a wall, is fine just for floating on the water. But for it to be separated from the water body and formed on its own, the difficulty is several times higher.

Only this hand can be reproduced by very few people in the world.

The competition between Fu Nian and Xiao Meng seems to be the least exciting, and the intensity is not even as intense as Zhang Liang's verbal abuse to bully the Six Swordsman. However, these two words alone, the depth and mystery involved have risen to a level that is simply unattainable for ordinary people. .

Gongsun Linglong turned to Chu Nangong and said:

"Could Fu Nian's move be the 'Canglang Water' in his Saint King's sword technique?"

"That's right!" Chu Nan Gong nodded and explained further, "Taoism uses the way of heaven to control all things, and does nothing without doing anything. However, Fu Nian has set rules for the impermanent water nature, so that they can follow it in an orderly manner."

“The difference between Confucianism and Taoism is as clear as Jingwei!”

Fusu saw this scene and heard these words, and he couldn't help but think in his heart.

The way of the sword is sometimes like the way of governing.

The world is turbulent and the people's hearts are sleeping. If the empire wants long-term peace and stability, it is definitely not advisable to blindly frighten the weak and weak people with harsh punishments, but how to do it is also a question.

Is it to take advantage of the situation and act according to the trend, or is it to restrain oneself and restore etiquette and return the world to be benevolent?
  Or a combination of both?
  Fusu knew in his heart that this was the highest priority issue he had to solve, and it was also the fundamental factor that determined how he would ultimately deal with Confucianism.

(End of this chapter)