When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

If Li Changxiao is right.

Zuoqiuye and the others should have already reached their destination.

Xuanwu Secret Treasures...

Li Changxiao's figure appeared out of thin air in the dense jungle.

He casually folded off a lotus leaf, unscrewed the cork of the wine gourd with a pop, and poured the wine into the lotus leaf.

Drop by drop, like jade beads, Li Changxiao reached into the small cloth bag at his waist, picked up a pinch of salt, and sprinkled it into the wine.

Strong liquor with salt.

It tasted very strange at first, but after a while, I missed the strange taste.

After taking a sip, Li Changxiao continued to move forward.

Not long after, I saw a dark secret passage. Both sides were neat, with traces of iron shovels digging.

Here is the entrance to the Xuanwu Secret Treasures.

Li Changxiao bent down slightly and entered the secret passage.

After walking about a hundred meters, the view in front of him suddenly became clear, as if he had come to another world.

…

Zuoqiuye didn't trust many people.

He only brought three people.

A sturdy man with very broad palms and calloused hands, nicknamed Laotie, is a disciple of the Kaishan Sect. The predecessor of the Kaishan Sect was called the Chanshan Sect, which was of the lower nine classes. Its skills in dealing with people were average, and it could only barely protect itself. But when it came to Yushan Kaishan, it was a well-deserved leader.

This sect's work was very diverse, and it was a mixture of black and white. It often dealt with government officials and tomb robbers. The Kaishan Sect was seen in the flood discharge channel outside Longcheng.

A petite woman, with a gray mink standing on her shoulder, the mink sniffed left and right, as if looking for something.

Finally, there was a young man dressed as a scholar.

The four of them were all veterans.

Although they trusted each other, they knew that people died for money and birds died for death. They kept an eye on each other.

Fortunately, so far, everything has been going well.

"Chirp..."

At this time, the gray mink on the petite woman's shoulder suddenly cried out.

"The secret is just ahead!" Zuo Qiuye's eyes lit up, and he was a little excited.

Directly in front of us, the soil was blue-brown.

The sturdy man of Kaishan Sect took a step forward, holding a shovel and shoveling on the soil.

Less than half an hour.

A clang sound spread.

The shovel hit a hard object, a bronze iron door.

"Ancient bronze door, with Xuanwu engravings, it seems to be the Xuanwu secret treasure." The young scholar shook his folding fan and nodded repeatedly.

The four of them pushed open the ancient door together, and there was a straight passage paved with bluestone.

On the ground, these big words were engraved: "Xuanwu Trial"

"Pass the trial and get the secret treasure." The scholar understood and smiled confidently, "It makes sense."

"Haha, I guess the old master of Xuanwu doesn't want his inheritance to fall into the hands of mediocre people."

A shrewd light flashed in the scholar's eyes.

The four looked at each other, stepped into the trial at the same time, and gradually sank into the darkness.

After the four walked away.

Another guest came outside the ancient bronze door.

Li Changxiao threw away the lotus leaf and looked at the ancient bronze door carefully.

The material was ordinary, just ordinary bronze, and had nothing to do with the cultivation world.

However, the Xuanwu engraving on it made Li Changxiao very familiar.

The ferocious snake tail on the Xuanwu engraving pulled Li Changxiao's thoughts back.

"Perhaps, the dream that was once planted will come true here." Li Changxiao murmured.

...

Longcheng.

The two flood discharge officers appointed by Huang Tingsheng ordered people to dig a flood discharge channel three miles outside the city.

This is a major project involving tens of thousands of people.

The progress is relatively smooth.

Ordinary floods can no longer affect Longcheng.

In addition to the flood discharge channel, a flood prevention line has also been built.

This is an ordinary day.

Just like usual.

It's just that the rain is a little heavier.

"Ding ding ding..."

At noon.

A copper bell rang.

It's time to eat.

During lunch, two flood discharge officers, one holding a hot steamed bun and eating pickles, inspected the flood discharge channel while eating.

Both wore coarse cloth, very simple, one named Wang Shui and the other named Zhou Wen.

"Brother Wang, do you think this flood can really affect Longcheng?"

"I don't know, but it is indeed not peaceful this year."

Zhou Wen suddenly asked: "Huh? Where did Prefect Huang go?"

Wang Shui said angrily: "Prefect Huang went to Beijing... I say you, when you are busy, you don't even know where your boss is."

At this point, Wang Shui suddenly thought of something, his face was a little strange, and he looked like he wanted to say something but stopped.

Zhou Wen hurriedly told the other party that if there was anything, he could say it, and he was very tight-lipped.

Wang Shui looked around and saw that there were only two people around, so he slowly said: "Brother Zhou, a few days ago, I was close to the prefect, and he told me a lot."

"Some of the content may subvert your cognition."

Wang Shui pointed to the sky, "Do you believe in immortals?"

Zhou Wen sneered, "Why, even Brother Wang believes these? They are all fabricated."

"If there are immortals in the sky, there will not be so many human sufferings."

Wang Shui continued: "But there are indeed."

"Take the Lingtian Dynasty for example, do you know... the officials in the past are different from our current officials."

"Prefect Huang said that in the past, officials who entered the court needed to practice the dragon method. Once they made great contributions, in addition to rewards of gold and land, the emperor of the dynasty could also directly reward their cultivation!"

"Prefect Huang said that he once met a man who was originally a mortal in Lingtian City. After ten years of hard study, he passed the imperial examination. The emperor ordered him to become a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"So, the next moment, that man became a Nascent Soul cultivator with a lifespan of nearly a thousand years, and changed from a middle-aged man to a young man."

When Wang Shui spoke, his face was full of yearning.

How powerful the dynasty was at that time.

With an order from the emperor, even cultivation could be rewarded. At that time, the world was peaceful and floods could be eliminated with a wave of his hand.

"Is it really that magical?" Zhou Wen looked suspicious.

Wang Shui nodded, and Zhou Wen said puzzledly: "If the emperor has such ability, then the world would not be..."

At this point, he covered his mouth.

Wang Shui knew what the other party wanted to say, and said: "It's not difficult to understand. Just like conferring titles on the gods of land, goddesses of land, mountain gods and water gods, all dynasties have this right."

"But as the emperor, you should not confer titles arbitrarily, otherwise the world will be in chaos."

...

"Report!!"

In the distance, a sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded.

A soldier, soaked to the skin, rushed over here.

The soldier shouted loudly: "The flood suddenly rose, the waves were forty feet high, and all the people digging flood diversion channels on the front line were washed away!"

"In addition, all the counties and cities below Longcheng were flooded. The flood went straight to Longcheng. One day... No, at this rate, less than half a day..."

The messenger had been traveling for several days and was exhausted. Halfway through his speech, he fell off his horse with a plop.

"What!!" Wang Shui dropped the steamed bun in his hand, his eyes widened like copper bells.

"Really? The counties below were really flooded?" Zhou Wen's eyes were moist, and he helped the messenger up.

"Really!" the soldier said, "I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Originally, the front line was in urgent need of food, so they ordered me to come back to ask for food, but I hadn't been there for an hour when a flood suddenly broke out behind me..."

The soldier trembled all over.

He would never forget that scene in his life.

The flood of nearly 100 feet was like the bloody mouth of a dragon...

"Quick!" Zhou Wen shouted angrily, "Gather people! Build a flood control line with all your strength!"

"Lao Wang, go evacuate the people!"