The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 137 The story of Shanbo, the god and demon Kuafu.

"Eternal Sword?"

Yuan Tiangang exclaimed.

The Yitian Sword is the sword of the founder of Lingbao. The sword just now is exactly the same as the description in ancient books, plus it has the ability of flying sword. Could it be that the founder has returned?

Yuan Tiangang stood still for a long time, thinking of a terrible fact.

In this vast history, could it be that there really is an immortal god who is beyond history and is silently watching all this?
All living things are like ants in front of him, and even when faced with disrespect from future generations, he just laughs it off.

This idea made Yuan Tiangang at a loss. He felt that everything he had done was in vain and he was nothing but a laughing stock in the eyes of the master.

“Could it be someone from the overseas Liang family?”

A person's cognition is not so easy to break. Yuan Tiangang tried to convince himself with other reasons.

But this reason does not seem to be very tenable.

So far, no one has heard that the Liang family has the Sword of Heavenly Sword.

The Sword of Heavenly Conqueror was originally Cao Cao's sword, and was later obtained by Emperor Wu of Song, Liu Yu, and then passed to the founder of Liangyue.

Even if such a meaningful sword is passed on to future generations, it will still be recorded in the history of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Yuan Tiangang has studied the ancestor for so many years, but has never seen any record of the ancestor giving his sword to anyone else.

"Could it be that Chunfeng is right?"

The distant Zhongnan Mountains.

Li Chunfeng, who was directing the soldiers to dig a hole underground, sneezed.

"Who called me?"

Li Chunfeng looked around in confusion.

……

On a mountain dozens of miles away from Yuan Tiangang, Liang Yue looked at this man from afar and said with a smile:

"It is commendable that the descendants are determined to carry on the will of their ancestors; however, it is quite courageous to have the guts to take advantage of their ancestors."

Liang Yue did not have any aversion to Yuan Tiangang. Although he was not as religious as Li Chunfeng, he at least had the desire to inherit his ancestral heritage and innovate the ancients' unique skills.

I have been dormant for all these years, and it is all thanks to people like this that I can bring forth new ideas.

In general, Yuan Tiangang is a typical Confucian Taoist who respects the past but is not pedantic. He reveres the ancients and believes that they are better than himself. He also deduces the secret books passed down by the ancients.

Liang Yue put on a golden mask, turned into a swallow, and flew to Mount Zhongnan in Chang'an.

Another hundred Taoist soldiers were sent out, and two hundred Taoist soldiers worked hard day and night, and finally all the jade in the Jade World was dug out.

"almost."

In the world in the clouds, Liang Yue continued to refine the essence of the spiritual gem.

Until it reaches the upper limit of one thousand strands, just enough to use up all the jade.

Liang Yue held the thumb-sized bead and sensed the true energy flowing inside.

"It turns out that better jade can be used as a container to store true energy."

In an instant, he thought of countless possibilities.

With a treasure that stores true energy, the afterlife can run smoothly.

With more true energy, you can plan more things.

Liang Yue looked around.

"The kingdom of heaven, the imperial home of Baiyun."

The ruler of the next era, how tempting it is.

Li Jing is still conquering the Western Regions. With time, he will be able to collect more magical beads, that is, Kunlun jade.

Kunlun Jade should be the foundation of the ancient fairyland of Queen Mother of the West. Since one of these things has appeared, there will definitely be another one.

After doing all this, Liang Yue finally had time to look at Yu Wenzhi who was unconscious beside him.

Xuanwu was guarding this person on the side.

Yu Wenzhi suddenly woke up and saw a man staring at him. His calm eyes made his scalp tingle.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Liang Yue said calmly: "I am the person you are looking for."

"You..." Even though Yu Wenzhi was mentally prepared, he was still shocked and speechless at this moment.

Youdu was wrong, wrong from the beginning to the end. They were not looking for the tombs of ancient people, but contemporary people.

"Master, please accept me. I will definitely be your most loyal dog!"

After the shock, Yu Wenzhi showed a fawning face.

"You tell me the information first." Liang Yue did not reply immediately.

This person knew that he had no right to bargain, so he spilled the beans.

"Youdu is ruled by the two brothers Gao Cheng and Gao Yang. Gao Cheng is the leader, referred to as "Emperor", and Gao Yang is the chief, referred to as "King". Most of the members are those who lost in the previous battles for supremacy, such as Chen Shubao, Yang Guang, Li Mi, and Wang Shichong."

"So it's them." Liang Yue immediately understood, "What treasures are there in the sect?"

"There is a demon corpse head in the sect, the head is fifty feet tall, Gao Cheng calls it "Kuafu". Most of the core members of the demon sect use Kuafu's blood to promote their internal strength training. Gao Cheng has a magic weapon called the Heavenly Demon Treading Whale Armor, which can stimulate the blood and qi for a short time and use the power of the magic armor. Gao Yang has a thunder and fire double sword..."

If one can use magic weapons at a special cost and exert a certain amount of power, that is the "True Martial Realm".

"I see."

Liang Yue now understood that the so-called Zhenwu Realm was not a realm, but a stage in which warriors briefly used magic weapons.

Thinking of this, he felt a bit of a headache. There was no such thing as the True Martial Realm. In other words, the maximum lifespan of a warrior might be one hundred and twenty years.

But it will take me one hundred and fifty years to fill up my destiny.

"We must speed up." Liang Yue rubbed his eyebrows.

Perhaps the spiritual treasure can come out at the right time to inspire the enterprising spirit of the warriors in this world.

Doing so might be dangerous to your afterlife, but if you fail to make it through this life, forget about the next one.

When he looked up, he saw Yu Wenzhi looking at him with hope.

"I don't accept people who have committed many crimes."

After saying that, the sword flashed, and Yu Wenzhi was covered in blood.

The true fire burned Yu Wenhua and his true body.

Just at this time, the cloud chariot flew to Chang'an City.

Liang Yue returned to the mansion, took the pill, meditated, and breathed in and out the clouds.

This exercise must be practiced diligently every day.

No one in this world manages the clouds, so it is my exclusive possession. Given time, I will be the god of white clouds on Earth. The next morning.

The sky was clear and the wind was gentle, and the sun shone through the windowsill, dispelling the coldness in the room.

Liang Yue stood up, packed up simply, put on light clothes, and rested his body and mind in the pavilion in the courtyard.

Someone climbed over the wall.

The man was dressed in an official robe, with wrist guards and a long sword. He was handsome and elegant, and was carrying food wrapped in oil paper.

Li Chunfeng was in high spirits. During this period, he was promoted to a higher position and learned a lot from his master, and his internal strength improved rapidly.

It's a pity that such a good thing has no one to share it with.

So Li Chunfeng planned to find Liang Yue to drink.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, have you had breakfast?"

"No." Liang Yue shook his head. Not to mention breakfast, he hadn't eaten any food for at least ten days.

As one’s cultivation becomes deeper, one seems to become numb to the worldly desires for food and drink.

In the end, he ate it anyway.

The two chatted about official business.

Li Chunfeng said to Liang Yue, "Everyone in this world cannot escape the four words of starting a family and establishing a career. In my early years, I also wanted to make the world my home, which was a dream of a carefree life. Now I have to rush around in the secular world. Since you don't want to start a family or establish a career, are you going to be alone forever?"

If Tongtian is willing, Li Chunfeng can introduce him to a daughter of a famous family. He really doesn't want to see his good friend end up alone.

"Me? I am a person who lives outside this world." Liang Yue smiled strangely.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door again.

The visitor was a palace guard, who came to deliver the invitation.

"To celebrate the birthday of the Emperor, His Majesty has convened a banquet for monks, Taoists, doctors and scholars, and has specially invited you to attend."

"okay, I get it."

Liang Yue took the invitation.

Emperor Retired? Li Yuan?

Maybe I can go and join in the fun.

Later, Li Chunfeng was also invited.

Three days later.

Longshouyuan, the royal forbidden garden, and the bank of the Wei River.

The overall framework of Daming Palace has been completed.

Outside the Wude Hall, there is a nine-story Tiantan Dojo, as well as peach forests, lotus ponds, waterside pavilions and other recreational facilities.

An old man with mottled hair and a vigorous spirit sits in the main seat, and at the lower right is Li Shimin with a small mustache.

The father and son are kind and filial, and they live very happily.

Outside the hall, all the monks, Taoist priests, and doctors were present, except for Yuan Tiangang who was on his way.

Sitting next to Liang Yue were Sun Simiao and Li Chunfeng.

"Where have you been traveling to recently, fellow Taoist?" Liang Yue asked Sun Simiao.

"Walking around, collecting herbs and making pills. What about you, fellow Taoist?"

"Eat and wait for death."

"Ha ha!"

Soon, the retired emperor Li Yuan and the emperor Li Shimin came out, and everyone saluted. Most of them were outsiders, so they just bowed slightly.

"Everyone, please drink some good wine!"

Li Yuan raised his glass happily.

There is no Xuanwu Gate in this world, and Li Yuan also abdicated and became the emperor emeritus. The main reason was that his rheumatism was a bit serious and he was unable to handle state affairs normally.

If anyone other than Li Shimin were allowed to handle state affairs, it would definitely cause trouble. It would be better for him to abdicate directly.

The stringed instruments, rituals and music are elegant and gorgeous.

There are also Hu people from the Western Regions, dancing the charming Hu Xuan dance.

Liang Yue was enjoying the show very much.

Bold, open and inclusive, different from the femininity of the Wei and Jin dynasties.

There was nothing unusual about the banquet. It was nothing more than Buddhists and Taoists praying for Li Yuan, Confucian scholars flattering him, and Liang Yue giving Li Yuan an aphrodisiac pill.

Li Shimin gave the eunuch a mysterious look.

The eunuch ordered someone to bring three things.

Seeing such mystery, everyone's attention was drawn to it.

The objects were two calligraphy works and one painting, and the attendant was holding up the painting.

All three items are familiar to Liang Yue.

"Please look at this, everyone. This is a copy of the Lanting Preface, an authentic Qingshan Calligraphy by Wang Ningzhi, and a painting of the Lanting Banquet by Gu Kaizhi."

Li Shimin looked proud and a little boastful.

Everyone gathered together to take a closer look.

"Green mountains accompany each other, like a couple from the gods."

Li Chunfeng was reading the contents of Wang Ningzhi's calligraphy as if he were there himself.

"This is talking about Liang Zhu." said a scholar.

The two people in the corner of Gu Kaizhi's portrait, drawn with just a few strokes, are actually Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

In the corner of the crowd, time and space change, as if returning to the past.

As a person of history, living in the present, watching future generations comment on him, I don’t know how to describe this feeling.

Perhaps a thousand years later, there will still be people commenting on today’s gathering, and this will be the beginning of another cycle.

One of the monks pointed at the portrait and explained it to everyone.

“This Lanting is not the Lanting by Wang Xizhi, but the Lanting summoned by Sima Daozi, the Emperor Ling of Jin, many years later.

"This person is Sima Daozi, the then Langya King. This suave man with a sword should be Liang Shanbo himself. This is Xie Xuan."

Liang Yue was speechless, unable to bear his absurd words, and retorted: "You are wrong. The person wearing the sword was not Liang Shanbo. At that time, Liang Shanbo was not of high status, and the king was in front of him, so he could not wear a sword, so the one wearing the sword was Xie Xuan."

"The man in the Taoist robe is wearing the clothes of the Taiping Dao. He is the ancestor of the Sun family."

(End of this chapter)