From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"They were just fooled..."

Thinking of the ancients who were deceived by Feng Shigu and forced into this hellish place to be sacrificed alive, Bao Mei spoke up for them.

Were you fooled?

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Bao Mei'er and was slightly taken aback.

It wasn't that I was captivated by Bao Mei'er's appearance, but rather that I suddenly realized the answer to the question I had been pondering.

Isn't he currently in the midst of spiritual practice?

Afterwards, the four of them ignored the buildings and headed straight for the Feng family's old house. Since the layout of the place was roughly the same as that of Qingxi Village outside, they didn't have to worry about getting lost.

Before long, they arrived at a high wall with jade tiles and bronze walls. It was quite impressive, much more grand than the Feng family's house in Qingxi Village.

Zhen Yuanzi and Zhang Zhiwei pushed open the door and entered, followed closely by Qianhe Daoren and Bao Meier. The inner courtyard was quiet and deserted, except for a thick layer of dust on the ground and bronze sculptures of black sheep on both sides.

Seeing no traps or mechanisms, the four stepped over the courtyard wall, passed through the gate, and arrived at the backyard.

"Good guy!"

"That Feng Shigu is even better at enjoying himself than the old emperor!"

Daoist Qianhe was amazed.

The reason is that the backyard is planted with exotic flowers and plants. The flowers are made of glass and the plants are inlaid with jade. When they are exposed to light, they emit auspicious energy, which is dazzling.

Ordinary flowers and plants could never grow in this dark underground palace, where only occasional light shines through the jade mine above. If you wanted to grow flowers and plants, unless they were truly celestial plants, you could only decorate with jade and glass. The glass flowers and jade grass here must have been obtained by Feng Shigu from tomb raiding.

therefore.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't hesitate; with a flick of his sleeve, he collected all the exotic flowers and plants in the area.

What's going on here?

Zhang Zhiwei's eyelids twitched—had a real tomb raider arrived?

Daoist Qianhe was also surprised and began to doubt Jiang Liu's identity as a "sage".

As the saying goes, "As long as there are sages, there will be no great thieves."

Zhen Yuanzi said leisurely, "What's wrong with me becoming a master thief for once?"

Zhang Zhiwei gave him a disdainful look →_→: "Is that how you interpret that sentence?"

"The right to interpret this rests with me."

Zhen Yuanzi chuckled lightly, then put away his smile and said, "Don't worry, I won't sell these things for money. When the world is at peace in the future, I'll open a museum and display them. After all, I studied history abroad and I'm a historian and archaeologist. Taking antiques from tombs is no problem for me at all."

"..."

Speechless, Zhang Zhiwei could only give Jiang Liu a thumbs up (￣▽￣)q, but it was upside down.

In the backyard, there is an arched tomb with a tower made of jade on top. It is only half a meter high and cannot accommodate a person at all.

Qianhe Daoren came to his senses and stopped worrying about the "sage" engaging in tomb raiding. He simply pointed at the tomb with a puzzled look on his face: "The Taoists of Shangqing Maoshan have been catching ghosts and exorcising demons at the foot of the mountain for many years. We have a better understanding of feng shui secrets than other branches of Zhengyi, but we really have no idea about this place."

Inside the cave are mountains, within the mountains are houses, and within the houses are tombs...

Even an emperor obsessed with cultivating immortality wouldn't engage in such inexplicable behavior.

"Why don't we dig it open and take a look?"

Zhang Zhiwei joked with Zhen Yuanzi, "Who knows, there might be even more antiques inside."

"Good idea, go ahead and do it." Zhen Yuanzi smirked and said to Zhang Zhiwei.

"I?"

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment.

"You know what? I'm just a deity appointed by Jiang Liu, I don't have a physical body." Zhen Yuanzi said it as if it were a matter of course, and winked at Zhang Zhiwei.

"Then how did you manage to put so many exotic flowers and plants into your sleeve's storage space just now?" Zhang Zhiwei countered.

"Do you understand the concept of a universe within a sleeve? It can contain things from all directions, but it cannot contain the world itself that is connected to the universe. That's normal, isn't it?" Zhen Yuanzi replied without hesitation.

For a moment, Zhang Zhiwei was speechless.

"I'll do it."

Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi and Zhang Zhiwei were arguing back and forth, Qianhe Daoren thought he had figured out something and realized that they were unwilling to dig up the grave. So he volunteered, took a short-handled shovel from the bundle on Bao Mei'er's back, and began to dig into the grave.

"Don't!"

Zhen Yuanzi spoke.

But it was already too late.

In an instant.

A black liquid, thick as ink, oozed from the grave, carrying an indescribable, nauseating stench...

# Chapter 1122 Wuxia Coffin Mountain (Twenty-Two) Another Person Who Treats Metaphor as Statement - Part 1

"Corpse blood?"

Daoist Qianhe hurriedly dropped the shovel in his hand and pulled Bao Mei back.

The corpse's blood is viscous and foul-smelling. If an ordinary person comes into contact with even a little bit, they will be poisoned. Even just smelling that indescribable stench will cause dizziness and blurred vision.

Although the pool of blood flowing from the grave was rather foul-smelling, Bao Mei'er did not show any signs of fainting.

Could it be that this isn't corpse blood, but rather—

"The Black Spring in the Coffin Mountain of Wuxia Gorge!"

Zhang Zhiwei pondered.

Zhen Yuanzi confirmed Zhang Zhiwei's guess, turned to Qianhe Daoren, and sighed, "This is not actually a tomb, but the eye of the Black Spring in this Coffin Mountain."

"The Eye of the Black Spring?"

Daoist Qianhe was startled, "Then why block it?"

In Feng Shui, one can only survive if a spring is flowing. Why would you block a spring?

The place is filled with a foul-smelling black spring, but it cannot be blocked. The black spring must be allowed to flow out completely, and a clear spring must emerge. Even if a completely new energy pattern cannot be formed immediately, the feng shui can gradually improve.

"Come with me."

Zhen Yuanzi did not answer immediately, but instead headed towards a pavilion behind the tomb.

Knowing that Jiang Liu's cultivation was extraordinary and that he was a divine being who could understand everything, Daoist Qianhe quickly led Bao Mei'er to follow Zhang Zhiwei and enter the pavilion with Zhen Yuanzi.

"By the way, be careful from now on, don't get hurt."

Before Zhen Yuanzi pushed open the door and entered, he glanced at the black blood in the tomb and his eyes became slightly solemn. "That spring water may seem like a lifeless pool, but it actually contains hidden vitality. Once someone is injured and bleeds, it may cause the body's innate Qi to leak out. Even a tiny bit of it could activate the vitality within, causing it to surge towards us on its own."

Hearing that the Black Spring was so strange, Daoist Qianhe had no doubts. He immediately told Bao Mei to be careful in the future and took out a pair of silk gloves, instructing her to wear them to avoid getting her skin cut or injured.

Upon entering the pavilion, a peculiar medicinal fragrance wafts over you, because the building is constructed using ancient methods, and the wood has been soaked in a drug that repels mosquitoes.

Daoist Qianhe, however, also knew this ancient method and explained it to everyone.

The inner hall on the first floor contains many sandalwood cabinets, on which are placed numerous bone armors, engraved with symbols of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, plants, and trees, encompassing almost everything.

The ancestors of the Feng family learned the Way of Observing Mountains and Pointing Out the Way by relying on the contents of these ancient oracle bones. They then made their fortune by tomb raiding and became the Coffin Mountain Protector. Because they were valued by the Ming Dynasty emperor, the character "coffin" in Coffin Mountain was removed and replaced with "observation", thus giving them the title of "Guanshan Taibao".

But Zhen Yuanzi, or rather, the mastermind behind him, Jiang Liu, knew very well that what was recorded on these bone armors was only the shape of the Zhou Qi Qi (a concept in Chinese astrology) that was planned and created by certain individuals in the past before Zhuanxu severed the connection between heaven and earth. It was a guide to constructing the Zhou Qi Qi Qi by transforming the innate natural world through the hands of human beings.

But unfortunately—

The Feng family lineage may not have grasped its true nature at all, but merely learned the art of observing mountains and rivers through it. They then used this "guide" to carry out tomb raiding based on their research into feng shui... which is quite normal.

After all, the purpose for which many inventions were first invented and the direction in which they are used can be completely opposite.

Just like Laozi's five treasures, which were merely tools for alchemy to Laozi, they were powerful magic weapons to Golden Horn and Silver Horn.

In reality, there are examples, such as high heels.

This device was originally invented to help European knights stay securely in the stirrups while riding horses, preventing them from slipping off. It was a practical invention, but it gradually became a symbol of nobility and a fashion icon.

To give a more down-to-earth example, take a kitchen knife. Its function is to cut vegetables, but it can also be used to chop people, right?

Ultimately, it depends on how people use it.

Therefore, Zhen Yuanzi did not stand on ceremony. He simply opened his sleeve and accepted the Zhou Weather Bureau Manufacturing Guide, which was written by many bone armor pieces.

In truth, these oracle bones originally belonged to him; they were simply unearthed by the Feng family. Now that he has taken them, it is a case of "returning the property to its rightful owner."

Zhang Zhiwei and Daoist Qianhe exchanged a glance, then pretended not to see it.

The first floor also has a back hall, where portraits of the Feng family's past patriarchs are displayed, and they are quite lifelike, but Zhen Yuanzi did not touch them at all.

After all, it was a portrait of Sun Xuewu's ancestor; it would be rather dishonest for him to take it away.

So the group found the stairs and went up to the second floor.

This floor is similarly arranged to the first floor, but the cabinets are filled with ancient Taoist texts that describe the art of alchemy.

To prevent the books from being poisoned, Zhang Zhiwei covered his entire body with a layer of golden light before taking one down, flipping through it, and saying, "It is indeed an orthodox Taoist scripture, but I think the Guanshan Taibao lineage is similar to those old emperors, treating the metaphors of lead and mercury in the book as factual statements."

But before he could finish speaking, Zhen Yuanzi waved his sleeve again, taking away all the Taoist scriptures and ancient books on the ground, including the book in his hand. He was speechless and said, "Aren't you the tomb raider?"

"What are you talking about? Is this a tomb?" Zhen Yuanzi asked seriously.

"..."

Zhang Zhiwei had no way to refute it.

After all, the layout of this Earth Immortal Village is divided into two layers, Yin and Yang. There is a Yang dwelling on the upper level and a Yin dwelling on the lower level. They are currently in the Yang dwelling on the upper level.

Therefore.

Strictly speaking, they are currently in an abandoned village, not an underground tomb. Taking things from here cannot be called stealing; at most, it's—

Scavenging?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiwei also had a little idea.

In Longhu Mountain, he was a Taoist priest and couldn't do such things, but now he had entered the world and needed money to support his business. These treasures left by the ancients were all the hard-earned money of the people, so he might as well take some and sell them to Jiang Liu. Anyway, he was going to build a museum for everyone to see in the end, so the treasures wouldn't be lost.

With this in mind, Zhang Zhiwei immediately took action, quickly traversing this floor and finding five pictures: "Viewing the Mountain and Stealing Bones", "Viewing the Mountain and Selecting Houses - Yang House", "Viewing the Mountain and Selecting Houses - Yin House", "Holding a Candle at Night", and "Encountering Immortals in the Coffin Mountain".