He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 487 Does Taoism exist?

"Your Majesty, Lord Jiang went to Qingzhou but did not break off his engagement with Li. Don't you want to ask him why?" Eunuch Tian whispered.

Emperor Shun turned around and continued to look at the giant map in front of him.

"Why ask?"

Eunuch Tian was stunned. There were certainly reasons for this, but if you really think about it, these reasons are not very important.

Emperor Shun said: "Jiang Lin was able to obtain the handwritten letter of the Holy Ancestor Emperor and inherited the legacy of the Blacksmith Ancestor. If he wants to go against me, can you stop him?"

"If he doesn't want to go against me, why does he care so much?"

"What I want is for him to forge that weapon. Nothing else matters."

Eunuch Tian remained silent, thinking that what Emperor Shun said was true.

Although no one knows what the handwriting of Emperor Shengzu says, holding it in hand is like having a talisman in Daqian that no one can ignore.

The emperors of Daqian attached great importance to filial piety and would never go against the decisions of their ancestors.

Jiang Lin holds the amulet in his hand and has strong personal abilities. No one can stop him from doing what he wants to do.

Although the Qingzhou Li family is a member of a powerful clan, what does it matter even if Jiang Lin really wants to marry the girl from that family?
Are you going to offend him and push him completely to the side of the powerful clan?

For this reason, some things are better not to ask.

Eunuch Tian lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty is right. It was I who acted rashly."

"You are not reckless, but you are too concerned about my interests in many things. Your loyalty is commendable."

Emperor Shun praised him, which was rare, and then said, "But Jiang Lin is right. So many sects have almost been destroyed in four hundred years. The real enemy of Daqian has never shown up. This is what we really need to pay more attention to."

Eunuch Tian hummed, "Lord Jiang is very attentive, indeed much more so than this old servant. Shang Yusi should do his best to investigate the truth!"

"It's not that easy."

The voice of Emperor Shun seemed very distant.

Emperors of all dynasties have investigated this matter, but the real culprit has never been found.

If it were so easy to check, why would we have wasted all these years?

At this time, Jiang Lin had already followed Shang Yusi's men into a palace.

Looking at the sign hanging above, Jiang Lin was a little confused: "Isn't this the Queen Mother's bedroom?"

"Yes, but it is also the location of Daqian Hidden Prison."

Jiang Lin was stunned. It was too strange that Daqian's hidden prison was set up in the Queen Mother's bedroom.

But on second thought, it makes sense to do so.

The Queen Mother is of noble status, so adding more guards here would be reasonable and would not easily arouse suspicion.

And normally, few people come to the Empress Dowager's bedroom, so keeping secrets is much easier.

"I don't know who came up with this idea. Although it is bold, it does make sense." Jiang Lin said.

"Of course it's the Emperor Taizu." Shang Yusi said, "This was originally where the Emperor Taizu lived. She once said that she should personally suppress the many great enemies of Daqian. A hundred years later, this place was converted into the Empress Dowager's bedroom."

Jiang Lin was stunned again when he heard this. Is this the place where Ma Ningyan used to live?

Thinking about using her own residence as a place to suppress Daqian's enemies, it was quite in line with her personality.

After entering the bedroom, there were very few palace maids coming and going, and even if there were, they were very old.

When they saw Shang Yusi and Jiang Lin, they acted as if they didn't see them.

Even when she entered the Empress Dowager's room and saw the old Empress Dowager, who was combing her hair while being served by a palace maid, she just glanced at her and said nothing more.

Jiang Lin still politely bowed to the old empress dowager, after all, she was the mother of Emperor Shun.

The old queen looked at him again and nodded slightly.

Shang Yusi's men walked to the Queen Mother's bed, reached out and grabbed the bed board and lifted it up with force, revealing a complex array pattern underneath.

He formed a magic spell again, and a stream of energy was released. The array pattern lit up, and the dark cave entrance slowly appeared.

Although he felt that this arrangement made some sense, when he saw the Queen Mother's bed being lifted up, revealing the entrance to the secret cell, Jiang Lin still found it inexplicably absurd.

"Master Jiang, there is a formation in the hidden prison that can restrain everyone's cultivation. Please don't panic."

Jiang Lin nodded. This kind of formation was as it should be.

Seeing that Shang Yusi's men had already gone down, he took a deep breath and then jumped down as well.

The hidden cell was very deep, and Jiang Lin's body took at least five seconds to fall to the ground. In total, he was at least dozens of meters underground.

But this is not a hidden prison, it is just a passage.

The passage ahead is made of metal, two meters wide and three meters high.

The smooth surface is engraved with many array patterns.

Up, down, left, and right, everything is covered.

As soon as Jiang Lin landed on the ground, he felt that all the energy in his body was locked.

This formation pattern can not only restrict cultivation, but also isolate the aura.

I could no longer sense the aura from above.

I think people outside would not notice this place either.

"Was this also built by Emperor Taizu?" Jiang Lin asked.

"Yes." The man from Shang Yu Si answered, "At that time, there were still many good blacksmiths in the court, so it was relatively easy to build this place."

Jiang Lin certainly understood this, for the royal private storehouse that Emperor Shun had taken him to had a portal of the same holy weapon grade as those found in the homes of the powerful clans, and it was incredibly large.

Without a good enough blacksmith, it would be a pipe dream to want to make these things.

At least with the current strength of the Daqian Blacksmith Camp, it is completely impossible to do so.

As we walked along the passage, we saw doors on both sides from time to time, which were marked with numbers.

"Are the prisoners held in here?" Jiang Lin asked curiously.

"Yes."

"Just lock them in there?"

"uncertain."

Although I am curious about who is imprisoned here, besides the people from Xuanhua Dao, are there any people from Jueyuan Dao?

But the people from Shang Yu Si didn't talk much. The further they went in, the less they talked, so Jiang Lin didn't dare to ask too many questions.

After walking for an unknown distance, Shang Yusi's people stopped in front of a door and said, "This is it."

The portal was also locked with a magic circle. Shang Yusi's men sent out a burst of energy and the portal opened automatically.

Jiang Lin then realized that it was not as dark as he had imagined.

A little dark, but still bright.

Four thick iron chains were pulled from four directions and pierced through the body of the person in front.

The iron chain almost tore his entire body apart, and from time to time, wind, fire, thunder and lightning also struck along the chain.

There was a strong burnt smell in the air, clearly the smell of someone being tortured for a long time.

Hearing the footsteps, the man looked up with some difficulty.

He may not know Jiang Lin, but he recognized Shang Yusi's people.

But he had no interest in talking. He just took a look and lowered his head, allowing the chains and the wind, fire, thunder and lightning to continue to torture his body.

"Is this the leader of Xuanhua Dao?"

Jiang Lin still remembered the roar he heard that night during the battle in Kyoto. In all these years, he had only seen one person who dared to attack and kill the Emperor of Daqian.

Originally in Jiang Lin's imagination, he should be an old man with a fairy-like appearance and a sharp aura.

After all, the leader of Xuanhua Dao whom he had met back then looked like this.

But now he looks like a middle-aged man with a strong build.

Even though he had been tortured for a long time and his energy and spirit had been worn away a lot, one could still see his strength from his bulging muscles.

The leader of Xuanhua Dao is quite young.

"Master Jiang, if you have anything you want to ask him, you can ask him, but he may not answer you."

Jiang Lin nodded and walked in front of the leader of Xuanhua Dao, but did not ask any questions. Instead, he looked at him quietly.

To be honest, Jiang Lin felt somewhat complicated at the moment.

After all, Daqian four hundred years ago had received the favor of Xuanhua Dao.

An acquaintance of mine was once a disciple of Xuanhua Dao.

But now, how come the two families have become mortal enemies?
It seemed that he felt that the person in front of him was different from Monk Yu Si.

The leader of Xuanhua Dao raised his head for the second time and looked at Jiang Lin without any emotion in his eyes.

Just looking at it so simply, it seems meaningless.

The gold essence and fire essence in Jiang Lin's body suddenly transformed into two divine dragons and emerged.

They hovered on four iron chains, swallowing up the wind, fire, thunder and lightning.

The people from Shang Yusi immediately asked in a deep voice: "What does Lord Jiang mean?"

His voice was full of surprise.

The formation of the hidden prison can restrict everyone's cultivation, unless you are the one who controls this formation.

But Jiang Lin has such strange means that he seems not to be restricted by the formation.

Looking at the two nearly 100-meter-long golden and red dragons, there was no doubt that they could easily bite through the chains if they wanted to.

"Don't panic, I just want to ask some questions quietly." Jiang Lin said.

The people from Shang Yusi did not say much. Although he had certain strength, it was nothing in front of Jiang Lin.

The most important thing is that this person, His Majesty the Emperor, is far superior to himself in terms of status and other aspects.

If you want to do something, you can't stop it.

Jiang Lin didn't care what the people in Shang Yusi were thinking. He just looked at the Taoist master of Xuanhua Dao and asked, "Are you feeling better now?"

The leader of Xuanhua Dao looked at him and let out a breath.

Although he had never cried out a word of pain during those years of torture, how could he not feel anything after enduring such torture every day for years?

Jiang Lin was not the only one who came to see him.

But only Jiang Lin blocked the wind, fire, thunder and lightning for him.

"What do you want to ask?" asked the Taoist master of Xuanhua Dao.

Jiang Lin said without hesitation: "In the past four hundred years, more than twenty Taoist sects in Daqian have been destroyed one by one. As far as I know, except for Jueyuan Dao and Xuanhua Dao, which were done by the court, the other Taoist sects were destroyed for various strange reasons. So I want to know, what is the inside story?"

The leader of Xuanhua Dao didn't seem to expect that he would ask this.

wow-

The chain swayed continuously as his body stretched.

The two divine dragons, the Golden Dragon and the Fire Dragon, looked back at him and then paid no more attention to him.

It just coiled on the iron chain, swinging leisurely, and swallowing up the incoming wind, fire, thunder and lightning.

The leader of Xuanhua Dao took another deep breath and exhaled slowly. The fatigue in his eyes was obviously reduced.

After all, he is a master at the pinnacle of the Divine Martial Realm, representing the pinnacle of contemporary Taoism.

His physical strength far exceeds that of others.

After making himself feel more comfortable, the leader of Xuanhua Dao spoke: "No one knows."

These four words were obviously not the answer Jiang Lin wanted.

He asked again: "Didn't the Dao Sect conduct an investigation?"

"I checked, but there are no clues. The destroyed Taoist sect just disappeared, as if it had never appeared."

Jiang Lin frowned. If this was the only answer he was going to get, there seemed no point in coming.

The leader of Xuanhua Dao seemed to feel that even he was not satisfied with this answer, and continued: "I have visited several Daoist sites and found some clues."

"What clues?" Jiang Lin asked.

"The Dao Sect may have been destroyed long ago."

Jiang Lin was stunned when he heard this. Perhaps the Taoist sect had been destroyed long ago?
He understood the meaning of each word, but when they were put together, he couldn't understand them.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Lin asked.

The leader of Xuanhua Dao slowly adjusted his breathing and said cooperatively: "I can't explain exactly what it means, it's just a feeling. This world is so unreal. It's like a painting, and we are just the brush and ink in the painting."

"Once it has been seen or is no longer useful, it will be erased."

The leader of Xuanhua Dao looked at Jiang Lin and asked, "Do you think such a Dao sect really existed?"

Jiang Lin felt horrified when he heard this. This was not the first time he had heard of the scroll theory.

A painter had mentioned this before, but Jiang Lin only thought that this painter was very interesting.

As for this theory, Jiang Lin doesn't really believe it.

After all, the world where Daqian lives is so powerful that it is unimaginable.

Above the nine heavens, there is an existence with one finger that can destroy the heaven and earth.

If this is just a painting, then how strong must the painter be?
Why did he paint such a picture?
"Why do you have such an intuition? What makes you feel that you are in a painting?" Jiang Lin asked anxiously.

The leader of Xuanhua Dao shook his head: "I don't know why I feel this way. I can't explain it. Who are you and why are you asking these questions?"

Jiang Lin said in a deep voice: "I am a blacksmith."

"Blacksmith?" The leader of Xuanhua Dao was slightly startled, then said, "A blacksmith as good as your ancestor? It seems that Emperor Shun is really going to piece together the giant's skeleton. What stage has he reached now?"

"We haven't gathered all the bones yet." Jiang Lin had no intention of hiding anything.

The leader of Xuanhua Dao coughed muffledly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The torture over the years had caused him severe internal injuries. If it weren't for his powerful vitality at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, he would have died suddenly.

"The Taoist master ordered the Taoist sect to suppress the bones in order to prevent them from causing disasters. Emperor Shun went against the will of heaven and will be punished by heaven one day."

"How dare you!" Shang Yusi, who had been silent for a long time, opened his mouth and scolded.

Jiang Lin glanced at him, but the leader of Xuanhua Dao didn't even look at him. He just said to Jiang Lin: "The blacksmith and my Dao sect are of the same origin. Since you are here, it must be predestined. When you go back, don't help Emperor Shun do these things again. There must be a reason why the Dao Ancestor doesn't allow you to do something."

"No matter how powerful the emperor of Daqian is, can he be compared to Daozu?"

"It's a pity that the Taoist has passed away, but our Daqian will live forever!" said the people from Shang Yusi in a cold voice.

The leader of Xuanhua Dao then looked at him, his voice full of disdain.

"Who told you that Daozu is dead?"

"No one has ever said that Daozu has passed away. He has only left this world temporarily. Perhaps he will come back one day."

"How can you mortals understand the power of Daozu?"

(End of this chapter)