Day and night tour

Chapter 277 Heavenly Book Project
Not only did the coffin lady have a gloomy expression, but the expressions of the others were not much better either.

Zoroastrianism is now a real headache.

The painter sighed and said, "'Incense and Fire' is the guardian of the Jing Kingdom's time and space world. According to the laws set by the Jing Kingdom's will, he cannot take action in the human world. It's just that the situation today is different."

The stars of today were the result of the Taoist priest's negligence two hundred years ago. In order to make up for his past mistakes, he had to accept it and take action.

The same goes for Zha Xing. As long as she reveals her whereabouts, the Taoist priest will take action to arrest her.

But Zoroastrianism has nothing to do with Taoist priests. If they come, the old Taoist priest will probably ignore them.

"The Zoroastrianism, the Canglong Mountain where Jiuzhuxiang once sat was slaughtered. We all know the Kongming Mirror, and we are afraid that we will be hunted by them."

"Don't worry, what's the point of sighing?"

Zhou Xuan sat on the huge lion's head, gently stroking the monitoring bronze tripod, and said, "Lao Hua, I told you last time that I have a way to deal with those men in black... that is, the Zoroastrianism... and taking a step back, this tripod is not impossible to repair."

"Young Master, this tripod is the foundational magical instrument of the Wandering God Division. There are nine of them in Jing Country. Once damaged, it will be absolutely impossible to repair them."

The painter popularized the ancient tripod to Zhou Xuan, and the musician also chimed in: "This ancient tripod cannot be repaired by pouring copper or casting iron. It can still hold out for a few more days, but after a few days, it is destined to break and be destroyed."

"Ordinary methods can't fix it, but there are other ways to fix it." Zhou Xuan said.

"What method?" Seeing that Zhou Xuan was so confident, the painter thought that he must have thought of a method. Regardless of whether the method would work or not, he at least wanted to hear the content first.

"The Book of Will."

Zhou Xuan said.

"Book of Will? What kind of instrument is this?" asked the painter and the musician.

The "Book of Will" was something that even the storytellers who burned those old incense sticks in their hall had never heard of, let alone painters and musicians.

It was only when Mr. Feng almost broke through the Eight Sticks of Incense that he realized the treasure of this.

Zhou Xuan said: "The heavenly book that the storyteller can condense can realize the wishes of our storyteller.

If my wish is to repair this monitoring bronze tripod... once the Book of Will takes effect, my wish will definitely be fulfilled and the tripod will be repaired."

"Is your storyteller's heavenly book so magical?" The painter could hardly believe his ears.

As long as you make a wish, it will surely come true. So I hope that the people of Jing country can live and work in peace and prosperity.

"In theory, it is possible."

Zhou Xuan said: "The Book of Will was originally given to the storyteller by the will of the Jing Kingdom, so that the storyteller could supervise the Jing Kingdom to become better and better."

Don't be fooled by his fluent speaking skills. In fact, he was just reciting the words that Mr. Feng said before he died.

"Then how to condense this heavenly book?"

"Mr. Feng said that we need to wash away the injustices and the people's wishes for storytellers. If we storytellers want to accumulate wishes and incense, we need to go on stage and tell stories."

"Can you also read books?"

The painter, the musician, and the Lady in the Red Coffin all looked at Zhou Xuan in disbelief at the same time, as if they had seen something extraordinary.

"I feel like you are insulting me... Ask around in Pingshui Prefecture to see who tells the best story."

Zhou Xuan became angrier and angrier as he spoke. He took out his folding fan and used the fan bone to knock on the shoulders of the three men. After venting his anger, he said, "Alright, leave this tripod to me. I will go on stage to give a lecture tomorrow."

After saying that, Zhou Xuan rode on a big black donkey, holding the lion head, and left the Youshensi.

"Is the Heavenly Book of Will that Young Master mentioned really that magical?"

After Zhou Xuan left, the musician asked Li Chengfeng.

But this question touched upon the knowledge blind spot of Li Chengfeng, a great scholar. He shook his head and said, "Who knows? However, I guess this Heavenly Book of Will, like the young master's Mountain and River Map, is a method that was comprehended after nine incense sticks."

"Nuo Xiu has nine halls. If all nine halls can comprehend such a method, wouldn't they be invincible in the world?"

When the musician heard this, he remembered the key point.

The storyteller's "Heavenly Book of Will" and the tattoo hall's "Map of Mountains and Rivers", these two methods are extremely terrifying, and Zhou Xuan still has two incense sticks in his body.
After using the Dragon-Seeking Incense and the Escape Incense, Zhou Xuan now has four methods above the Nine Incense Sticks... Who can withstand this?

"No wonder they say Xiu Nuo's six or seven disciples are hard to beat in the world. This is too terrifying."

The musician said this and looked at the painter.

The painter said: "I think young master, you may not be able to walk out of only six or seven halls..."

When everyone heard this, they were a little agitated. If Zhou Xuan really walked out of more than five or six halls as the painter said, he would be able to fly into the sky and kill the gods without nine incense sticks.

If by that time, everyone can confidently say: I am the earliest follower of Mr. Xiao...

……

Tonight, the stars seem to be a little sparse.

It was already late at night when Zhou Xuan returned to the store.

He held a lion head and pushed open the door. Two "old ghosts" - Peng Sheng and Yun Ziliang - were sitting in front of the counter, chatting with each other about their experiences in playing cards.

"When playing mahjong, I think you need to remember the cards," said Peng Sheng.

"No matter what cards you remember, it's all about luck. If we lose money, it's because of bad luck, but there will always be times when we are lucky."

Yun Ziliang patiently persuaded Peng Sheng.

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he was immediately happy and said, "Did you two lose money again?"

"I lost on purpose." Yun Ziliang lost money but not his aura. He swung his arms in a big circle and said, "That's all my luck. I'll use this place more..."

"Will the next place use less?"

Zhao Wuya couldn't bear it anymore and added another sentence.

"Yazi, you can answer the questions quickly."

"My great-grandfather is not good at anything else, but he is good at making excuses." Zhao Wuya said, "Can't you admit that you are a bad poker player?"

"You kid..." Yun Ziliang was about to explode.

Zhou Xuan stopped him and said, "Lao Yun, Yazi's words are rough but true. It's okay for you to have bad luck for one day, but if you have bad luck every day, I think you need to look for the reasons in other aspects."

"Hmph, tomorrow I'll win enough money to buy half of East Market Street."

As expected of Yun Ziliang, this bragging made everyone laugh happily again.

"Lao Yun, Brother Peng, let me tell you something serious. The Taoist priest Xiang Huo took action today."

Zhou Xuan changed the subject.

Peng Sheng was very interested and asked, "How is your cultivation?"

"It can change the world."

Zhou Xuan said.

"What's the point of being so powerful? You're just guarding that little piece of land in the space-time world."

Yun Ziliang doesn't admire Taoist priests very much.

"Lao Yun, the Taoist priest said that the people who massacred Canglong Mountain are called Zoroastrianism."

"What teaching?"

"Zoroastrianism."

When Yun Ziliang heard this, he immediately racked his brains to think of any clues about the Zoroastrianism, but he couldn't figure it out.

Peng Sheng said, "I have never heard of Zoroastrianism either."

"This teaching is very powerful."

Zhou Xuan said: "They wanted to enter Mingjiang Mansion, so they sent the stars to Youshensi to break the tripod. The tripod almost broke. Do you see the lion head in my hand? It is the head of the stars. The stars are worth nine incense sticks."

If they can assign a Nine-Incense Stick to break the cauldron, there must also be Nine-Incense Stick in the Zoroastrianism.

"I have to enter Mingjiang Mansion so soon, but it's a pity that my body has not yet been condensed."

Yun Ziliang felt a bit like "dying before fulfilling his ambitions". He didn't blame the Zoroastrian Fire Cult for its aggressive approach, he only blamed himself for not being able to recover to his peak combat strength to fight against the Fire Cult.

"But they can't enter Mingjiang Mansion."

Zhou Xuan said: "Although the tripod of the Youshen Division is on the verge of breaking, I have a way to repair it. Before Mr. Feng died, he told me the secret of the "Book of Will". "

Peng Sheng, Yun Ziliang and the other gods in the Parade of Gods Division all had the same confused expression and had no idea what the Book of Will was.

Zhou Xuan had to explain it to them again.

"Write your wish in the Heavenly Book, and the Heavenly Book will help you realize your wish? Is it that powerful?"

"Whether the wishes in the Heavenly Book can be fulfilled still needs the approval of the gods." Zhou Xuan said, "Mr. Feng said that for small wishes, two gods need to approve them, and for larger wishes, several gods may need to approve them. If the wish is particularly large, most of the gods in the sky may need to approve them."

Yun Ziliang heard this and said, "You are going to use the Book of Will to repair the monitoring bronze tripod this time. I think your wish is not small. I don't know how many gods will agree to it.
But, no matter what, I can give Lalai a vote of god."

"Who is it?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Of course it's the 'mountain ancestor' we are looking for dragons for." Yun Ziliang said.

"You and Shanzu are not from the same school." Zhou Xuan said with a hint of doubt.

Yun Ziliang belongs to the induction school, and Shanzu belongs to the acupoint pressing school.

After the incident at the Gu Lao Hui, Zhou Xuan had a preliminary understanding of the factional struggles in the Jingguo Hall. It was so brutal and violent.

"Bah, just because the internal fighting in the Bone Elders' Association is so fierce, it doesn't mean that the internal fighting in our Xunlong Hall is also fierce."

Yun Ziliang said: "They are all scholars who want to become famous. We in Xunlong Mountain are different. We are all free-spirited people."

Zhou Xuan suddenly remembered that Zhao Wuya had said that the people in Xunlong Mountain were extremely lazy and did nothing productive all day long. They just rode donkeys around the mountains, and no one knew whether they were going there to enjoy the scenery or to look for dragons.

What bad intentions could these simple mountain people have?

"If you can win over a god, he is a god. At least there is a guarantee." Zhou Xuan said this and went upstairs to rest.

Yun Ziliang called out to Zhou Xuan: "Xuan Zi, how many scales have you produced from your dragon-seeking energy?"

"I have collected fifty or sixty pieces."

"Haven't you heard the dragon's roar yet?"

"No movement, try again tomorrow."

Zhou Xuan held the lion head and went upstairs. He first threw the lion head into the secret realm, and then returned to the bedroom.

Today he had fought a fierce battle with the Five Incense Sticks disciples of the Zoroastrianism, and also rode a donkey to the time and space world to recruit people. This series of events had exhausted him greatly.

As soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

"Snort, snore."

After Zhou Xuan fell into a deep sleep and was snoring continuously, a mirror suddenly appeared above him.
This is Zhou Xuan’s empty mirror.

In the mirror, there is Bifang, the first generation of Jing State. After receiving the oracle of Jing State's will, he walked from street to street, collecting the wishes of the common people and singing the wishes in the heavenly book.

"When the gods pass away, there will be wandering gods in the world to hunt down the strange ghosts that are causing trouble in the Well Country..."

His posture, movements, and expression when he sang the Heavenly Book all appeared extremely clearly in Zhou Xuan's dream.

Zhou Xuan seemed to be half asleep and half awake, muttering abruptly and vaguely: So this is how the Book of Will is used...

……

Jiuli Mansion,

In the courtyard of the mansion where the Zoroastrianism Order still stands like a monument,
Zha Xing walked in the courtyard with a lost feeling, with a broken star in her hand.

This starlight belongs to the stars, and now it has been shattered, which means that he has fallen.

"Mother Yuan, Second Brother..."

Zhaxing stared blankly at the night sky. The scene of the stars drawing a star array and returning to the Star Kingdom was still vivid in his mind.

"Brother, we should go."

Zha Xing walked in the yard with her hands behind her back. After walking for a long time, a strong sense of loneliness completely enveloped her.

For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

Return to Star Country?
Without the constellation of stars, she can't go.

Go to the human world?
Go to the time and space world?
She can't afford to offend Taoist priests or Nuo gods.

"Where else can we go?"

Zhaxing seems to have no place to go.

"Join the Zoroastrianism."

A clear sound came from the Zoroastrian fire token.

"If you join the Zoroastrianism, the Fire Cult will help you fulfill your wish. If you want revenge, then you can take revenge. If you want to face the will of the Well Nation, then you can face the will of the Well Nation."

"Did my second brother die at the hands of the incense Taoist priest?"

"Yes!" Zun Huo Ling replied, "Zhou Xuan rode a black donkey into the time and space world and told the Taoist priest Xiang Huo about you and your second brother. He is an informer."

"Can the Zoroastrianism help me kill the incense Taoist priest?"

"Yes, but the time is not right yet."

"So you can't kill him?"

Zhexing sneered.

"The timing is not right, but the timing to kill Zhou Xuan is very right. The tripod of the Mingjiang Youshen Division has been very weak. Wait a few days, and once the tripod is broken, the Zoroastrianism will be able to enter the Mingjiang Mansion at will.

Zhou Xuan must be eliminated. Your second brother's death had a lot to do with him."

The promise made by Zhehuo Ling to "get rid of Zhou Xuan" was very attractive to Zhaxing.

But apart from joining the Zoroastrianism, what else can Zha Xing do?
Without Mother Yuan, Zha Xing could not bring his will into the human world. Without his second brother, Jiuli Mansion seemed very deserted.

"I am willing to join Zoroastrianism."

Zha Xing's right hand pressed on the Zoroastrian Fire Order, and a raging fire burned her body.

Regardless of Zhaxing's pain, Zoroastrianism said happily: "Congratulations, you have a new believer in Zoroastrianism."

……

Zhou Xuan got up early and had a good rest, which made him full of energy again.

“I can learn things even in my dreams.”

In his dream, Zhou Xuan had learned how to use the Book of Will.

"Ah Xuan, I have analyzed the power attributes of Fojie."

Miss Qiang greeted Zhou Xuan in the secret realm.

"is it?"

"The power of Buddha Jie is converted into the power of Jing Country. There are three types in total. The first is Buddha's energy, the second is the energy of spirits and monsters, and the third is the energy of old zombies. If we deduce from them one by one, if a person from Buddha Country is converted into a person from Jing Country, he will be part Buddha, part monster, and part zombie."

"So, if I gather the three powers together, I can penetrate the forbidden area of ​​tattoos?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

"Yes." Miss Wall said, "If you combine the three powers in one, you can attack the forbidden area at any time."

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy.

He had long been unhappy with the three-headed stone Buddha in the Tattoo Forbidden Land. Now that he could enter the forbidden land this time, the Tattoo Tree Clan must take revenge and settle grievances.

"However, the power of the spirits is easy to find, but where can I find the old zombies?"

"Brother, if you want to find a zombie, I'll help you find one."

His sister's voice reached Zhou Xuan's ears through the link of the ancestral tree.

"Do you have any idea?"

"Of course." Zhou Lingyi replied.

……

In the Zhou family troupe, under the ancestral tree, Zhou Lingyi loosened the willow branch on her wrist, stood up from the recliner, and asked Yu Zhengyuan who was arranging the masters of the troupe.

"Big Brother, have you seen Third Brother?"

The third senior brother used to be Li Shuangyi, and now he is Liu Jiaotian.

Yu Zhengyuan looked around and said, "She shouldn't be here yet. She usually comes late. Our team provided her with a dormitory, but she refused to live there and insisted on going back to her own small villa.

I would say that she still made money and lived a comfortable life without any hardship.”

"Third Brother, you've suffered a lot these days."

Seeing that Liu Jiaotian was not there, Zhou Lingyi went into the cafeteria and greeted Yuan Buyu: "Mr. Yuan, I have to go out for a while."

"Go."

Yuan Buyu knew what Zhou Lingyi wanted him to do, to protect the ancestral tree.

As soon as Zhou Lingyi left, Yuan Buyu brought soy milk and fried dough sticks to the ancestral tree and started eating and drinking. The ancestral tree was so greedy by his eating that its branches rustled.

……

Zhou Xuan returned to the store and informed Yun Ziliang and Peng Sheng that the power attribute of Fojie had been determined and the tattoo forbidden area could be attacked that day.

"Old zombies, Buddha's energy, and spirits, you need to gather all three powers at the same time to penetrate the forbidden area of ​​tattoos. Old zombies are not easy to deal with."

"My sister has helped me find it."

"Then we will wait. The grudge from three hundred years ago will be avenged today." Yun Ziliang was so excited, as if the one being avenged was not Peng Sheng, but him.

Peng Sheng did not feel the tension of revenge, he was more filled with joy - once the forbidden area of ​​tattoos was broken, it would mean that he would meet the descendants of the tree tribe.

"Let's eat first. Once we're full and have enough energy, we can go find Pengjia Town which has been lost for three hundred years."

Yun Ziliang is now full of energy and wants to go out for breakfast with Zhou Xuan and Peng Sheng.
But Zhou Xuan did not move.

"You don't want breakfast?"

“I eat lion’s head.”

Zhou Xuan took out the lion head from the secret realm. The lion head was as big as half the size of a table.

Faced with this huge monster, he didn't know how to attack it for a moment.

"Such a big head, should we stew it or braise it? We can't just eat it as sashimi, right?"

Zhou Xuan was a little troubled for a moment.

"Haven't you eaten zombie energy before? The way to eat this monster's head is similar to the way to eat zombies."

When Yun Ziliang saw that Zhou Xuan was going to eat the lion's head, he sat back and watched eagerly.

"You want to eat too?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Why should I eat this? I'm an old ghost, and it's useless for me to eat it." Yun Ziliang twisted the starlight on the lion's mane and said, "I just want to see... what effect will it have if you eat a lion's head that understands the law of the stars."

"Does this lion head have any rules?" Zhou Xuan was stunned and said...

(End of this chapter)