A master of comedy!

Chapter 117 Sacred Relic
Under Zhou Sheng's expectant gaze, the mountain god slowly shook his head.

"You don't know either?"

"I don't know, but there's something about Li Zicheng that you might be interested in."

The mountain god stroked his beard and thought carefully for a while before saying, "It was probably more than a hundred years ago. There was a group of rebels stationed at the foot of Mount Lu. I heard someone call the leader 'Chuang Wang' (King Chuang)."

"Three people impressed me at the time."

"The first one is naturally that rebel leader. He has a dragon aura on him. I thought I was seeing things at the time, so I stared at him carefully and was even glared at by that dragon aura."

"Generally speaking, people with dragon aura often have the hope of becoming the ruler of the world. At the time, I thought I had encountered a real dragon and wanted to show my face to help him so that I could be granted a title in the future. But I didn't expect that the rebel king would secretly leave at night and go to the direction of Xunyang."

"When he returned, the dragon aura on his body was gone."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Zhou Sheng's eyes.

It's not surprising that Li Zicheng, the rebel leader, possessed a dragon-like aura, after all, he was the one who overthrew the Ming Dynasty and reigned as the emperor of the Shun Dynasty for one year and five months in Chinese history.

But when he returned after leaving the military camp at night, the dragon aura had vanished, which was very strange.

"The second person who impressed me was a young and beautiful woman holding a zither. Her music was so beautiful that it could attract all kinds of birds to pay homage to the phoenix."

"I still remember that music vividly; it was truly divine."

Zhou Sheng immediately thought of the zither fairy Jinse.

"As for the third person, he was a general with a very strong murderous aura. That night, not long after the rebel leader returned, he was suddenly assassinated. The assassins were several people from the Dragon Flower Sect, each of whom was a master with open ears. They said they wanted him to hand over the sacred object."

"The guards in the tent were quickly killed, and no one dared to go to their aid. Only the general, upon hearing the news, resolutely drew his sword and charged in!"

After a pause, the mountain god exclaimed in admiration, "What a valiant general! Unwavering loyalty and unparalleled bravery! I even heard a tiger's roar in the sound of his sword. If I weren't certain he was human, I would have thought it was a tiger that had come to life..."

As the mountain god was speaking, he suddenly noticed that Zhou Sheng's eyes looked strange.

"What's that general's name? Is his weapon a Mo Dao (陌刀)?"

Zhou Sheng suddenly interrupted, pressing for answers.

"I can't remember the name, but the weapon was indeed a Mo Dao (陌刀).

A glint flashed in Zhou Sheng's eyes, and he felt he was getting closer to the truth. He continued to ask, "Does that Mo Dao have nine golden rings and red veins on its blade?"

The Dragon-Swallowing Blade in the general's hand left a deep impression on him.

It not only cleaved his snowflake-patterned iron ring knife in two, but also nearly severed his left arm and drained his blood.

The mountain god frowned and said, "No, it's just an ordinary long-handled sword."

"Unexpectedly, after the general stormed into the command tent, a sudden turn of events occurred. The rebel king and those members of the Longhua Sect suddenly joined forces to attack him. It turned out that this was a pre-arranged scheme."

"I thought the general was surely dead, but unexpectedly, after a fierce battle, the last person to emerge alive was him."

After a pause, the mountain god recalled the figure with a murderous aura that soared into the sky like a demon god, and couldn't help but show a look of fear.

"He was covered in blood, his long sword was full of nicks and slits, and he came out carrying the head of the rebel king, leaving a bloody footprint with every step!"

"Then he subdued the army and led his troops to attack Xunyang. I don't know what happened after that, and the woman who played the zither also disappeared without a trace."

After recounting this secret from over a hundred years ago, the mountain god sighed, "That rebel leader couldn't even tolerate such a fierce general and had to devise a plan to eliminate him. No wonder he ultimately suffered a crushing defeat and died a miserable death."

“I think the dragon aura sensed that he was no longer a reliable support and dispersed on its own.” Zhou Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, indicating a different opinion, but he didn’t voice it.

The dragon aura of the rebel king may not have dispersed on its own, but rather it was intentionally concealed, combined with the sacred object mentioned by the Dragon Flower Sect...

A thought struck him, and he gazed in the direction of Xunyang City.

What the mountain god sensed might not have been dragon energy, but rather that so-called sacred object. The rebel leader sneaked into Xunyang City at night, probably to hide that sacred object.

Therefore, when they returned, all the dragon energy was gone.

Perhaps the reason why the Longhua Sect helped Chuang Wang put on a show was because of that sacred object, and Chuang Wang hid the sacred object in Xunyang in advance to prevent the Longhua Sect from discarding it after using it.

Even the general who eventually led his troops to attack Xunyang City may have realized this and wanted to quickly retrieve the hidden sacred object.

Otherwise, given the vastness of Jiangzhou, why would he choose Xunyang, with its strongest city walls and the largest number of soldiers?

You have to understand, he just fought a bloody battle. Even if he won, he must have been injured. And Xunyang is dozens of miles away. There are plenty of small towns nearby. Why go to such lengths?
Therefore, what appeared to be a life-or-death struggle for power that night was actually a contest for that sacred object.

This made Zhou Sheng even more curious. What exactly was that sacred object, and what kind of magic did it possess that could make so many people so obsessed?
"Thank you so much for telling me all this, senior. I am extremely grateful!"

Zhou Sheng clasped his hands in greeting and was about to leave when the mountain god took out a tea cake from his bosom.

"Your master loves Yunwu tea the most. This tea cake comes from the best tea trees in Lushan. Please take it to him."

Zhou Sheng took the tea cake and, without further delay, used his escape technique to carry his opera box.

With a thunderous roar, his figure vanished, leaving only a small bulge on the ground. He disappeared into the distance in an instant.

The mountain god gazed deeply in the direction he had left.

"This kid has the aura of someone who has been consuming and refining five-colored mica. He studies Yin Opera, yet he also practices the methods of Longhu Mountain. He's really... unfathomable."

"At such a young age, he has already achieved perfect harmony between actor and actor, and has become a prodigy in the field of Yin-Yang Opera. This is not a good thing."

……

Earth Qi protects the body, while Thunder Qi roams freely.

Zhou Sheng moved like lightning, like a dragon hidden deep in the abyss, making even the hardest stone seem as soft as water.

The golden lake in his dantian surged with waves. Supported by forty years of cultivation, the Zhengyi Dragon-Tiger Earth Pivot Escape Technique, though only in its initial stages, was already quite powerful.

It can dive to a depth of nearly 100 feet underground and can escape to a distance of 20 feet in an instant. Although it is still slower than the fastest speed of the black horse, it is still very impressive.

With this method of escape, traveling thousands of miles a day is not difficult.

It does require some magical power. With his forty years of cultivation, he can probably only escape for two hours at most.

He then unleashed his escape technique and arrived at the underground of Xunyang City in less than half an hour.

Zhou Sheng originally intended to flee straight home, but as he passed a certain place, his ears suddenly twitched, and he heard a somewhat familiar voice.

"Sir, please wait! Please wait!"

"I see your forehead is dark, and evil spirits have entered your body. You've probably attracted something unclean. This Five Thunder Talisman is free for you..."

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