I'm just an ornamental fish in the water.

"What?"

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment and didn't react immediately.

"The scripture in your hand is called the Taiping Jing, also known as the Taiping Qingling Shu."

Feng Mu repeated the question with a very complicated expression, then asked, "You should know about this scripture, right?"

Jiang Li nodded silently and slowly tightened her grip on the scripture in her hand.

He certainly knew what the Taiping Jing was, but that was all he knew.

Upon seeing this, Feng Mu quietly told Jiang Li about the origins of the Taiping Jing.

The Taiping Jing, formerly known as the Tianguanli Baoyuan Taiping Jing, was later expanded from twelve volumes to one hundred and seventy volumes through the innovation and compilation of several generations of Taoist masters.

This scripture, which can be considered the general outline of Taoism during the Han Dynasty, was originally in the hands of Yu Ji, a practitioner of Qi cultivation.

Ultimately, due to a mistake on his own path of cultivation, he nearly went mad and went to extremes, eventually dying at the hands of Sun Ce. It was through Sun Ce that he was able to dissolve his body, and from then on, the name Yu Ji was no more in the world.

Before Yu Ji's death, he passed on the Taiping Jing to someone.

This person's name is Zhang Jiao.

He saw the suffering of the people and saw corpses of the starving everywhere.

However, he was not an official, and his unauthorized disaster relief efforts were a capital offense.

Thus, rice soup mixed with talisman water and a copper coin sword called a magic weapon became the two most crucial things for Zhang Jiao to "spread his teachings".

For a time, Zhang Jiao was hailed as a great and virtuous teacher.

Later, Zhang Jiao realized that disaster relief could not save the people, nor was there any way to save them. Looking at the Taiping Jing in his hand, he wanted to give the people of the world a true "peace".

The Yellow Turban Rebellion swept across the land.

The Taoist master Zhang Jiao was gone, replaced by the Yellow Turban leader, General Zhang Jiao.

A cultivator, a recluse, a true cultivator in the human world who carries the general principles of the Taoist tradition, became the leader who stirred up great changes in the land of China.

His identity and actions seemed to have doomed him to failure from the very beginning.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion, which claimed that the Blue Heaven was dead and the Yellow Heaven should rise, swept across the land of China and was annihilated in less than a year.

It shouldn't have happened so quickly, but Zhang Jiao fell ill, and his illness was so severe that he was on his deathbed in just a few months.

This was absolutely impossible, after all, who could believe that a true cultivator, who could be considered a god on earth, would die of illness?

But it happened anyway.

Nobody knows why.

Zhang Jiao is dead.

Without a leader, the Yellow Turban Army naturally became like a candle flickering in the wind.

"Now there is no longer the Heavenly General Zhang Jiao, only one of the Five Elders of the Five Directions of Heaven, the Central Yellow Pole Yellow Horn Immortal Lord, the Great Virtuous Teacher, Zhang Jiao."

Feng Mu said softly.

"Though the physical body is dead, the cultivation remains and the spirit endures. For a true cultivator like him, ascension is just a thought away."

"It's just that he doesn't want to."

"But the Taiping Jing still exists in the world, and the embers of the Yellow Turban Rebellion have never been extinguished. This is because the Great Teacher of Virtue never intended to hoard his own wisdom."

"Nowadays, anyone who is a Taoist can recite a few lines from the Taiping Jing (Scripture of Great Peace)."

"Who knows that, but..."

Feng Mu looked at the scroll in Jiang Li's hand with a complicated expression and said, "The complete Taiping Jing (Scripture of Great Peace) seems to be the only one left since the passing of the Great Teacher of Virtue."

Jiang Li also looked down at the Taiping Jing in her hand. It was hard to imagine that such a thin book, less than an inch thick, contained a full 170 volumes of Taiping Jing.

He slowly turned the pages of the book in his hand, the pages of scripture passing before his eyes, but the number of pages that were not turned seemed to remain the same.

This is like a book that can never be finished.

The complete Taiping Jing (Scripture of Great Peace).

It may very well be the only one of its kind in the world.

"Does Your Highness mean that the mysterious cultivator I encountered was the Great Teacher of Virtue?"

Jiang Li asked softly.

"Very likely."

Feng Mu nodded slowly and said softly, "You said that he always carried a bamboo staff, while the Great Teacher of Virtue had a nine-section staff."

Jiang Li pursed her lips. Since she began cultivating, her spirituality had greatly increased, and her memory had naturally become excellent as well.

With just a little recollection, I can remember that the bamboo staff in the hands of the mysterious cultivator who fished for me had exactly nine sections...

"Great Teacher, why did you give me the Taiping Jing?"

Jiang Li looked bewildered, but suddenly snapped back to reality, her expression turning grave as she said in a deep voice, "The Goddess Wusheng! The scripture she uses to spread her teachings and bewitch is called the Yellow Heaven Peace Scripture!"

While I was investigating this matter, I encountered a great and virtuous teacher who imparted the teachings to me.

The Great Teacher of Virtue could not possibly be the master of this heretical path, but the heretical path behind the Goddess of No Birth is definitely inextricably linked to the Yellow Turban Rebellion!

Is it a case of using the names of the Yellow Turbans and the Taiping Rebellion to seek personal gain, or is there a deeper reason?

The Great Teacher has clearly descended to the mortal realm, so why doesn't he personally cut down the trees?

Upon hearing this, Feng Mu also noticed Jiang Li's doubts and said solemnly, "The Great Teacher of Virtue cannot intervene. The Five Elders of the Five Directions are in charge of the circulation of the Five Qi in the human world and are also involved in the celestial phenomena and the cycle of the four seasons. Their authority and responsibilities are extremely heavy."

"The central position of the Yellow Pole is the head of the five directions, harmonizing the five elements and coordinating the four continents. As long as a deity holds this position, it is already a great blessing if that deity can have a moment of leisure."

"If we act rashly, it will inevitably disturb the central Wuji Earth Qi, causing the Earth Qi to shake and the entire human world to change."

The Great Teacher of Virtue is bound by this responsibility, making it extremely difficult for him to even descend to the mortal realm, let alone take action.

Could it be that you want me to... act in your place?

Jiang Li's mind was in turmoil, and Feng Mu remained silent as well.

a long time.

"Your Highness."

Jiang Li suddenly raised her head, looked at Feng Mu, and asked softly, "His Majesty King Yu mentioned me to you. What did he say?"

He had wanted to ask this question for a long time, but it had never been convenient until now, when Feng Mu was deliberately guiding Jiang Li to do certain things, which gave Jiang Li a reason to ask.

Upon hearing this, Feng Mu hesitated for a moment before finally speaking, "My master has instructed me that if you ask, there is only one sentence I can tell you."

"What is it?"

Feng Mu said softly, "Looking across the Three Realms and Four Continents, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, there is no one more special than Jiang Li."

"These are Master's exact words, and the only thing he told me he could tell you."

Jiang Li showed no reaction on her face, but silently covered her chest.

His heart was pounding, pumping blood to every part of his body.

The human body itself is the greatest creation.

But Jiang Li knew very well that he was no longer human, but an anomaly who had been given a chance to regain his human form.

This has led him to feel a sense of alienation, even disgust, towards his current self.

But now, that feeling is gone.

Instead, a strange sense of excitement arose.

Yu the Great, the last sovereign of the human race, the final chapter of the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

He said I am special.

He saw through my inner self.

He knows that my soul, my thoughts, my wisdom, my memories, everything about me except my physical body, is still human.

Jiang Li really wanted to cry.

A feeling of being recognized and accepted kept echoing in his mind, making him feel numb all over.

Feng Mu didn't speak, he just looked at Jiang Li.

"Your Highness."

Ao Bing broke the silence as he slowly walked over, his expression solemn.

"I have offended Your Highness; I deserve to die a thousand deaths."

"However, there are some things that Your Highness believes you must see."

As he spoke, Ao turned to the side and pointed to a street corner.