My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 416 Unraveling All the Mysteries!!!
Once upon a time, a mischievous monkey asked the patriarch for the Somersault Cloud, which could travel 108,000 li in a single somersault.

Zeng Anmin has now broken through to the third rank in martial arts. He can circulate his martial arts aura and his breath can travel half a mile with each exhale.

Although compared to the Monkey King, he's still a nobody.

But Zeng Anmin was already very satisfied at this point.

Having acquired the combat strength of a third-rank martial artist, he had completely mastered the power of every part of his body, and every single detail was within his calculations.

With a simple glance up, the entire landscape unfolds before your eyes.

Birds flew through the air, looking at the suddenly appearing human with fear, chirping incessantly.

"just!!"

Zeng Anmin couldn't be bothered with these birds.

His gaze was serious, and he raised his hands above his head, hovering in the air in a downward-facing posture.

A perfectly standard Ultraman flying posture.

"I must look incredibly handsome right now."

Zeng Anmin thought to himself smugly.

……

Guanglingzi on the ground looked up with a puzzled expression.

Looking at Zeng Anmin soaring freely in the sky.

He murmured, "This kind of aerial maneuver is quite rare."

"Neither martial arts, nor Taoism, nor Buddhism... How come I've never seen anything like it before..."

…………

Zeng Anmin discovered that after reaching the third rank with the help of the cheat system, there was a continuous flow of martial arts energy within his body.

Putting everything else aside, the amount of martial arts energy he consumes just by flying and soaring through the air is not that much.

"At this rate of consumption, I should be able to fly non-stop for five hours without stopping."

"After five hours, you only need to sit quietly for the time it takes to burn an incense stick to restore your full martial arts aura."

"Of course, the effects of the third grade are not limited to this; most importantly..."

Zeng Anmin landed on the ground, and with a swift movement of his fingers, a short axe appeared in his hand.

"scoff~"

The sharp edge of the short axe grazed his arm.

Blood drips.

But the wound healed in the blink of an eye.

"I'm not just Ultraman, I'm also Wolverine!"

Upon seeing this, Zeng Anmin grinned widely.

too strong!
This is a third-grade item!

"Sect Master of Guangling".

People are happy when they are happy.

Zeng Anmin approached Guanglingzi with a smile, even his way of addressing him became much more polite.

Guanglingzi was even somewhat flattered:
"Young friend Zeng, there's no need for that. Let's hurry and find the dragon vein."

"it is good."

"Hmm, take stock of the tools we brought for refining the dragon vein. We must ensure that we refine the dragon vein as soon as we find it."

“Tools…” Zeng Anmin took out a bundle he had found in the cave earlier from his preparation space.

Then he opened the bundle.

"Whoosh!" Everything was revealed.

Guanglingzi solemnly counted them one by one:
"Spirit Gathering Lock, Qi Condensing Grass, Myriad Beads Coil, Sky Lantern Fireworks..."

After a long while, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I collected and preserved these things well back then. Let's go."

"Let's go." Zeng Anmin and Guanglingzi walked forward together.

After traveling for about half an hour, Guanglingzi stopped.

His spirit floated past a huge jujube tree in front of him.

However, the jujube trees had lost their vitality due to the prolonged drought.

"It's this jujube tree."

Upon seeing the familiar tree, Guanglingzi's expression became excited: "The place where I discovered the dragon vein is just half a mile ahead! Let's go!"

The two continued on their way.

Before long, they saw a valley in the distance.

Upon seeing this mountain hollow, Guanglingzi accelerated his pace.

Zeng Anmin naturally followed with ease.

Finally, the two entered a mountain hollow, where a wide expanse opened up before them.

Upon seeing the scene before him, Guanglingzi's spirit suddenly trembled, and then he opened his mouth wide:
"This……"

"What's wrong?" Zeng Anmin asked, frowning as he noticed his unusual behavior.

"The dragon vein is gone..." Guanglingzi's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

Zeng Anmin's heart sank. He squinted at Guanglingzi and asked, "Are you sure you discovered the dragon vein here?"

“Of course I am certain.” Guanglingzi took a deep breath, his face solemn. “I am a second-grade talisman master, so there is no way I could be mistaken.”

“Then the dragon vein must have a spirit and ran away on its own?” Zeng Anmin thought of another possibility.

“Impossible.” Guanglingzi shook his head: “The movement of the dragon vein is the accumulation of hundreds or even thousands of years. It is absolutely impossible for it to have moved to another place in less than ten years.”

"Looking again?"

Zeng Anmin was still somewhat unwilling to give up.

"Yes." Guanglingzi nodded emphatically, and the two began searching around the mountain hollow.

However, the valley was only so big, and in less than half an hour, the two of them had already explored the whole place.

"No."

The more Guanglingzi and Zeng Anmin searched, the heavier their hearts became, and the uglier their faces grew.

"Can't find..."

"Are you making fun of me?" Zeng Anmin glanced at Guanglingzi.

Guanglingzi smiled bitterly and said, "My life and fortune are now in your hands. How could I dare to make fun of you? It would do me no good at all."

"Then why isn't there a dragon vein?" Zeng Anmin's expression was somewhat cold.

"How come... um? What is that?"

Guanglingzi's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked towards the area beneath a large, hidden rock not far away.

Zeng Anmin followed his gaze.

As the sun moved across the area beneath the large rock, several objects began to shimmer and reflect light...

"Go over and have a look!"

Zeng Anmin and Guanglingzi went together, and when they got close, Guanglingzi's face turned completely ugly.

"Remnants of the Spirit Gathering Lock..."

His spirit darted forward, saw the gleaming metal fragments on the ground, and said, word by word:

"Qi-Gathering Grass..."

"The Pearl Thread..."

"The remains of an array device used to refine the dragon vein!"

"My God! Someone beat us to it!"

Guanglingzi's spirit was furious, and he said with extreme resentment:
"Judging from the condition of these artifacts and remains, this person has been refining the dragon vein for less than a month..."

Zeng Anmin was also somewhat irritated, and his face looked grim.

"Who could it be..."

"I don't know. It could be a surviving disciple of my Fu Sect, or someone from the Sword Sect, or even someone from the Xuanzhen Division. After all, Master Xu started out with array formations. Although he doesn't understand my Daoist array formations, with his talent, it wouldn't be difficult for him to deduce an array to refine the dragon vein."

"Hmm." Zeng Anmin nodded, squinting his eyes.

“Besides your Taoist sect, Dongfang Cang and Master Xu of the Eastern Sect in Jiang Kingdom both know how to refine dragon veins. They have each refined a dragon vein before.”

"Unfortunately, I am not very talented. Despite my long journey through the mortal world, I have not grasped the essence of the seven emotions and six desires of the mortal world."

"Otherwise, after breaking through to the first rank, one can use talismans to deduce the thief who stole the dragon vein."

"You're quite confident in your deductive skills?" Zeng Anmin raised an eyebrow.

Guanglingzi gave a wry smile and shook his head, saying, "Actually, among the three sects of Taoism, the Qi Sect has the strongest deduction technique. My Fu Sect and Sword Sect are not good at this. However, since this thief stole the dragon vein only a month ago, we can still deduce it."

"You have no real talent, it's all just empty talk."

Zeng Anmin was in a bad mood and didn't bother to waste words with Guanglingzi.

"I do not possess the Sword Sect's method of gathering desire to form a pill. If I did, I would have already reached the first rank."

Guanglingzi, upon hearing this, was naturally unconvinced: "Back when the Daoist sect split up, my Fu Sect's patriarch disdained the art of alchemy..."

"Gathering desire to form a pill?" Zeng Anmin was slightly taken aback when he heard these four words, then recalled a certain inheritance he had obtained from the jade talisman after the statue shattered in the cave. He then immersed himself in his sea of ​​consciousness to observe it.

[The Seven Emotions]

"The worldly desires and passions are exactly what we Taoists are all about. This method can replenish the emotions of the mortal world, refine elixirs and consume them to help you increase your cultivation."

After reading it, Zeng Anmin opened his eyes, looked at Guanglingzi, crossed his arms, and said:
"The Way of Heaven is called ruthless; the art of achieving the elixir of desire actually originates from the method of absorbing yang energy..."

His voice was calm and unhurried.

Guangling was a little confused when he first heard it, but the more he listened, the wider his eyes became.

Then their breathing became heavy.

Seeing his expression, Zeng Anmin shut his mouth and winked at him: "Is it this?"

"Continue!" Guanglingzi, like a cat with its fur standing on end, suddenly looked at Zeng Anmin, his eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge:

"Young friend Zeng, no, Ancestor Zeng, please continue!! Why did you stop??"

"I asked you, is this it?" Zeng Anmin looked at him with a smile.

"This is it!" Guanglingzi scratched his head anxiously. "This is it! My Fu Sect is lacking this method. Otherwise, if I traveled in the mortal world and accumulated worldly desires, I could obtain this pill and break through to the first rank without a problem!"

At this point, he even knelt down to beg Zeng Anmin for divine intervention...

"Seven emotions and six desires..."

Zeng Anmin squinted.

One by one, the clues in my mind began to slowly connect.

He discovered something extremely strange.

The Empress had told him this in a private chat with the Heavenly Alliance.

"For a second-rank martial artist to improve, he must comprehend the seven emotions and six desires of the human world. By understanding or absorbing a certain emotion to its extreme, he can gradually improve his own 'laws'. When both his laws and physical body reach their peak, he must face the tribulation of lightning."

“It’s a bit of a coincidence…” Zeng Anmin murmured slowly.

Hearing his words, Guanglingzi was stunned, not understanding what he was talking about: "What coincidence?"

"Both the second-rank Taoists breaking through to the first-rank, and the martial artists breaking through to the first-rank, require the seven emotions and six desires, or a certain emotion..."

Zeng Anmin muttered to himself, "Could there be some connection between these two things?"

Then, he slowly raised his head, his phoenix eyes filled with a sharp light:

"Would this Seven Emotions Pill, which your Taoist sect uses to refine elixirs by collecting desires, also be effective if taken by a second-rank martial artist?"

"After all, improving one's strength also requires the power of emotion."

He stared at Guanglingzi, his voice deep and resonant.

Guanglingzi was stunned, then stroked his chin and began to ponder:
"It should... be useful..."

"It's not 'should,' it's definitely useful!" Zeng Anmin directly refuted his question, turning it into a statement of fact!
"What do you mean?"

Zeng Anmin clenched his fists tightly, his expression growing colder and colder:

"I see."

"I now understand why the drought occurred in Xiliu and why two large man-made rocks fell to block the escape route of these disaster victims."

"I also know why Xuanlun Manor distributed porridge to these refugees, but why they bought up the food before I could..."

"What do you mean?" Guangling was completely stunned.

He stared blankly at Zeng Anmin.

He had heard these words from Zeng Anmin before. He spent most of his time in Zeng Anmin's sea of ​​consciousness, and Zeng Anmin would occasionally let him out to chat.

Therefore, he knew a thing or two about the situation after entering Xiliu.

However, he did not understand what Zeng Anmin said.

"mood."

Zeng Anmin looked up, gazing into the distance, and said, word by word:

"These millions of refugees who can't escape, living in constant fear of death, suffering from hunger and disease, must have instilled so much despair in others..."

At this point, he glanced calmly at Guanglingzi:
"Breaking through from the second rank to the first rank requires the use of worldly emotions as a source of sustenance. So let me ask you, what effect will these negative emotions have?"

"No, not at all. Any emotion will do." Guanglingzi shook his head.

"Um……"

Zeng Anmin shut his mouth, his expression growing increasingly cold: "What a fine second-rank patriarch of Xuanlun Manor."

"Now, this line of reasoning has been clarified."

"Then let me guess carefully, the one who aided and abetted evil... is also the one who refined the dragon vein."

Zeng Anmin remained expressionless, his voice still cold:

"After the dragon vein is refined, it can shield the secrets of heaven, and even the heavenly lightning."

"Let alone Xu Tianshi's awareness?"

"It can conceal the secrets that Sai Chuxue gained by sacrificing thirty years of her lifespan, preventing her from deduce the grain that was 'robbed' by the river pirates..."

"Only disciples of the Xuanzhen Division can do it."

"And those who need a dragon vein to shield themselves from heavenly secrets and conceal their true nature, and who also possess this condition..."

"Then there's only... Shen Nian, the eldest brother from the Xuanzhen Division who defected back then!"

A sharp glint flashed in Zeng Anmin's eyes.

"As for why a disciple of the Mystic Array Division would know the Seven Emotions Pill, a unique Taoist alchemy technique used to help second-rank martial artists increase their cultivation..."

Zeng Anmin's gaze suddenly turned towards the direction of the capital.

He said, word by word:

"Emperor Jianhong".

"You were able to contact the Grand Elder of the Daoist Sword Sect to kill me, so you must be asking the Sword Sect for this method. The Sword Sect should not refuse."

"Because you want that second-rank patriarch Wang Dong in the capital to also increase his cultivation and help him break through to the first rank, then you won't need my father to check and balance Master Xu..."

Zeng Anmin slowly rose to his feet, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light:

"The fleet that lured me away from the mountain on my way to Xiliu was indeed from Xuanlun Manor. The fragrance of pills emanating from the young master's ship..."

"It seems they're using the guise of transporting fine wine from the west to smuggle elixirs to the capital, so that Wang Dong can take them and increase his cultivation!"

"Whoo~"

After sorting everything out, Zeng Anmin looked into the distance:

"The reason why Shen Nian, the eldest disciple of the Xuanzhen Division who defected, refined this dragon vein was not only to shield the secrets of heaven from Master Xu, but also for a more important reason."

"That is to use this dragon vein to help that second-rank ancestor of Xuanlun Manor to conceal the heavenly lightning breaking through to the first rank!"

Thinking of this, a cold smile crept onto Zeng Anmin's lips:
"Luckily I'm here."

"After Sima Nan's grain entered the westward flow, the disaster victims had two meals of white rice porridge a day, which greatly reduced the despair you needed."

"All you need to do now is wait for Dongfang Sheng to enter the city, and your plan will be completely ruined."

"Let's go to Xuanlun Manor and pay a visit to that second-rank patriarch."

Zeng Anmin looked at Guanglingzi.

Guanglingzi hesitated for a moment: "After all, he's a second-rank martial artist, are we really going to do this..."

"I won't lose to him."

Zeng Anmin felt the Ancestral Dragon Diagram within his sea of ​​consciousness, which he had completely mastered with its three layers of restrictions, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips:
“A mere old, second-rank thief is a piece of cake for me.”

“Uh…” Guanglingzi thought Zeng Anmin was bragging, but he had no evidence.

“Let’s go.” Zeng Anmin glanced at him.

"I have a feeling that going like this isn't quite right..." Guanglingzi said somewhat hesitantly, "How about we wait until there are more people? Then we can bring Master Hongji, Sima Nan, Liu Shishi, Dongfang Sheng, and the others..."

“What are you afraid of…” Zeng Anmin’s expression suddenly hardened as he said this.

He suddenly spoke as if he had just remembered something:
"not good!"

"Liu Shishi! Dongfang Sheng!"

Zeng Anmin suddenly thought of a possibility.

"If we seize or destroy the grain from Dongfang Sheng's grain transport team, the despair of the disaster victims in the city will be rekindled!"

"Liu Shishi is indeed a third-grade array master, already among the best in the world... but what if that second-grade patriarch of Xuanlun Manor goes with Shen Nian?!"

Thinking of this, Zeng Anmin instantly reached out and with a thought, sucked the bewildered Guanglingzi into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Chirp!!"

The next moment, his body shot into the sky!

"Faster!! Faster!!" Zeng Anmin pursed his lips tightly and clenched his fists together.

"A decrepit old thief."

"A traitor who fled in panic."

"I urge you to be kind."

"Otherwise, my divine axe and the Ancestral Dragon Diagram will definitely give you a surprise."

Zeng Anmin was extremely confident at this moment.

After the third layer of restrictions on the Ancestral Dragon Diagram were lifted, the benefits he gained were far more than just a spatial divine ability!
(End of this chapter)