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The night deepened.
The Northern Mountain Village finally regained its peace.
Countless stars dotted the night sky, and the bright silver moon shone a faint brilliance, shining on the roof of a two-story house in the village.
On the roof, Fang Zhengzhi was lying on a chair. He looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky and seemed to be in a daze.
Lin Yun was already resting.
Wu Yuer's original intention was to continue pestering him, but she was rejected by Lin Yun. Lin Yun's words were still echoing in his ears.
"The Double Dragon Roll Champion will shock the world and bring peace to the world!"
"The true meaning!"
"It has something to do with Nangong Hao!
Fang Zhengzhi was no stranger to the Double Dragon Roll Champion. Furthermore, the Hidden Dragon Roll and Rising Dragon Roll were still Chi Guyan's names.
There had always been rumors in the Great Xia Dynasty.
Emperor Lin Mubai had once announced that when the Heavenly Prophecy appeared, he would announce that the Double Dragon Roll Champion would be the Marshal of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Below one, above tens of thousands!
Fang Zhengzhi had known about this a few years ago.
However, he didn't really understand the significance of this matter.
Why would Emperor Lin Mubai be so assured to hand over the position of the Marshal of the Great Xia Dynasty to someone who was not even 18 years old just because of a random Heavenly Prophecy?
In the past...
Fang Zhengzhi's view on this matter stopped at the word "faith". Just like Buddhism and Daoism in his previous world.
Because of faith, he trusted.
Emperor Lin Mubai believed in the truth of the Heavenly Prophecy. Furthermore, he believed in the Heavenly Dao. That was why he released such an important position.
However, Lin Yun's words today pushed everything to a whole new level.
"Prince Cang, actually, the Double Dragon Roll Champion will shock the world and bring peace to the world. The most important thing is not the Double Dragon Roll Champion, nor is it shocking the world. It is the word" peace "!"
"Peace?"
"Yes, it is peace!"
Fang Zhengzhi squinted his eyes. He shifted his body and let his head rest on the back of the chair. His eyes lit up.
Peace!
In fact, there are many interpretations.
Tranquility, stability, the absence of danger, and the absence of threats — these were all safety. Settling down and settling down, stabilizing the country, settling down and settling down, these were also safety.
Other than these, there was also stability, comfort, peace, and so on.
Lin Yun pointed out the main point of the Heavenly Prophecy.
However, he didn't explain the meaning of 'An' because he didn't know, or rather, no one knew what the meaning of 'An' was.
Because this was the Heavenly Prophecy.
Then …
He could only guess.
The Great Xia Dynasty's guess was stability. Hence, Emperor Lin Mubai had made a decision. Since it was stability, he would hand over the position of the Supreme Marshal to the Double Dragon Roll Champion. This would naturally stabilize the country.
However, this was only a guess.
No one knew the truth.
As for the Nangong Family and Nangong Hao, Lin Yun was relatively clearer. Of course, it was only relative. In Lin Yun's words, it was fate.
The fate of the Nangong family was "tied" to the Heavenly Prophecy.
To put it more simply and bluntly.
The Heavenly Prophecy was interpreted by the Nangong Family.
This was something that Fang Zhengzhi didn't expect. Because, in his heart, he always thought that the Heavenly Prophecy was interpreted by the Heaven Dao Pavilion.
Why was it the Nangong Family?
It didn't make sense.
Furthermore, most importantly, why was the Heavenly Prophecy interpreted by the Nangong Family so authoritative?
One had to know that there were other empires besides the Great Xia Dynasty, such as the Holy Barbarian Empire, the Radiant Moon Empire, and the Martial Pole Empire. These empires combined, be it in terms of power or territory, were not something that the Great Xia Dynasty could contend against.
However …
The Double Dragon Roll Champion would shock the world, and bring peace to the world!
This sentence was interpreted as the Double Dragon Roll Champion.
In other words, this Heavenly Prophecy interpreted the Double Dragon Roll Champion of the Great Xia Dynasty. In other words, the Double Dragon Roll Champion would definitely appear in the Great Xia Dynasty!
This made Fang Zhengzhi a little suspicious. Of course, this suspicion didn't last for long, because Fang Zhengzhi thought of a possibility.
That was, this Heavenly Prophecy was only passed down in the Great Xia Dynasty.
However, when Lin Yun told Fang Zhengzhi that the date of the Heavenly Prophecy was the date of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion selection test, and that the Pavilion Leader of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion had personally promised that once the Heavenly Prophecy had confirmed the "Chosen One", he would accept him as his last disciple in front of everyone, and teach him everything he knew.
This was somewhat exaggerated.
In the past, Fang Zhengzhi wasn't too sure what was in the Heaven Dao Pavilion. However, after he met Cang Yue of the Ling Yun Tower, he understood.
Regardless of whether it was the Ling Yun Tower or the Heaven Dao Pavilion, they were both powers that were above the empires.
Then …
Here came the problem.
Why would such a power believe in the Heavenly Prophecy interpreted by the Nangong Family, and even the Pavilion Leader of the Heaven Dao Pavilion?
Fang Zhengzhi's fingers subconsciously tapped on the back of the chair, making a light rhythmic sound. In the quiet night, it wasn't too eye-catching.
At this moment, "Ding!" An ethereal sound suddenly rang in the night sky.
This was the sound of strings being plucked.
Then, the sound of the Qin flowed like water. It was a sound that seemed to merge with the entire night sky and the entire world.
When it was slow, it was as thin as a stream.
Like the stream that flowed through the entrance of the Northern Mountain Village.
When it was fast, it was as vast as a mountain.
Like the dense Cang Ling Mountain behind the Northern Mountain Village.
The sound of the Qin was melodious.
Fang Zhengzhi finally retracted his gaze from the sky. At the same time, he slowly stood up from the chair and looked into the distance with his sparkling eyes.
The Northern Mountain Village was different from the Flame Capital City.
Because, no one here knew how to play the Qin. They were better at playing cotton.
Of course …
Now, in the Northern Mountain Village, there were not only the villagers, but also the Royal Guards who rushed over from the Flame Capital City to spread the news. However, would there be anyone in the Royal Guards who could play the Qin?
It was possible.
However, the possibility wasn't high.
Other than the Royal Guards, there was only Wu Yuer and the original Ninth Prince, who was now the Xian King, Lin Yun.
Speaking of Wu Yuer's Qin skills.
Fang Zhengzhi had to use one word to describe it. It was terrible.
As the leader of the Shadow Sect, there was nothing much to say about her poor zither skills. Most importantly, Wu Yuer was not ashamed of it. Instead, she was proud of it.
In her own words, "My goal in life is silver, silver, silver! Since I have silver, why would I need someone to play the Qin for me? "
Fang Zhengzhi didn't say much about this. He just felt that it was a pity for Wu Yuer's slender hands. As such, he suggested gathering everyone who was good at playing instruments.
Until then …
The Seven Star Lane was established!
In a short span of a year, it had become the most beautiful scene in the Flame Capital City. It had to be said that Wu Yuer had played a part in this.
"Lin Yun, playing at night?"
Fang Zhengzhi shook his head at this thought. Lin Yun had drunk quite a bit today. Based on Fang Zhengzhi's understanding of Lin Yun, he knew that Lin Yun was good at music. However, he was better at horsemanship.
Most importantly …
Lin Yun was staying in the Fang Family's courtyard.
However, the music came from afar. Judging from the distance, the music came from outside the village and not from the Northern Mountain Village.
It wasn't the royal guards, Wu Yuer or Lin Yun.
Who could it be?
Fang Zhengzhi squinted. In fact, be it his previous life or this one, he had spent most of his time on useful things.
In this aspect, he was actually somewhat similar to Wu Yuer.
Qin?
He didn't know!
When it came to the zither, he could only appreciate it, but that was it. He was far from being able to recognize people by their sound and hear the story from the sound of the zither.
Furthermore, the Qin's music came from a distance.
This made it even more difficult for Fang Zhengzhi to figure out the identity of the other party.
Of course, Fang Zhengzhi's appreciation level was still very high. Even though he didn't know who the Qin player was, he knew that the person was extremely skilled.
"Could it be that there is an expert?" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes lit up. He thought of a popular story from his previous life.
Whenever a peerless genius encountered danger, there would usually be an otherworldly expert who would suddenly appear and guide the genius through his or her confusion.
Fang Zhengzhi felt that he fit these criteria perfectly.
Firstly, he was an exceptional genius.
Secondly, he was in danger. He had less than half a year to live.
Thirdly, he was a little lost.
In fact, it was impossible for him not to be lost. Even though it sounded nice to outsiders, it was not as easy to break through as one would imagine.
If he could break through …
He wouldn't stay in the Supernatural State for a year.
It was too difficult.
To put it bluntly, the journey from the Northern Mountain Village to the Flame Capital City, then from the Flame Capital City to the Heaven Dao Pavilion, would take close to a month.
Half a year's time passed too easily.
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed since he left the Flame Capital City. Until now, Fang Zhengzhi still did not feel any signs of a breakthrough.
Rebirth?
How could he rebirth?
And the Sage State.
How could he become a Sage?
Fang Zhengzhi wanted to break through. In fact, he had thought of many ways to do so. For example, he could jump off a cliff. He might be able to activate his potential.
Or, he could find a treasure at the bottom of the cliff.
Or, he could find a tomb or a cave. There might be an inheritance left behind by a deity. The moment he stood there, the inheritance would immediately shout, "It's you, it's you, it's you! I've been waiting for you! "
What a joyous breakthrough!
Fang Zhengzhi didn't think that these methods were tacky. In fact, he couldn't care less. As long as he could break through, he was willing to let a black girl sleep with him for a day.
However …
Where was the cliff with the treasure? Where was the cave with the inheritance of the deity? He had been walking around the Northern Mountain Village for a few days, but still couldn't find a suitable place.
It was too familiar.
Having grown up in these villages, he was extremely familiar with Cang Ling Mountain, much less the foot of the mountain. If such a place really existed, he would have discovered it five years ago.
Run away from home?
Head north from the Northern Mountain Village? Or south?
Look for a deserted place?
Fang Zhengzhi had thought about it before. However, the chances were too low. Even though this was something that had been tested by countless "predecessors" and "ancients".
However, intentional and unintentional were two completely different feelings.
He didn't want to sit around and wait for death.
However, he didn't want to wander around aimlessly.
More importantly, he was going to move soon. He was going to the Heaven Dao Pavilion to fulfill the promise he had made two years ago.
"Ding!" The melodious music stopped.
Silence once again enveloped the night sky.
Fang Zhengzhi's eyelids twitched. He didn't really think that there would be an expert waiting to guide him.
However, when the music stopped, he felt an inexplicable sense of disappointment.
Could it be that there wasn't even a tiny bit of hope left?
"Ding!" Just as Fang Zhengzhi was feeling a little disappointed, the sound of the Guqin rang out again. This time, it was different from the soft and lingering sound from before. This time, the sound of the Guqin was like rain, hitting his heart drop by drop.
Apart from the rain, there was also wind, gently brushing past his face and ruffling his clothes.
"An otherworldly master?" Fang Zhengzhi's mouth twitched. His eyes glimmered, "I don't care if you are an expert or a monster. Show yourself first!"
"Woosh!"
A soft sound rang out.
Fang Zhengzhi, who was originally standing on the second floor of the courtyard, disappeared on the spot. Then, Fang Zhengzhi's figure appeared on a roof not far away.
He tapped his toes lightly on the rooftop.
"Woosh!"
Another soft sound rang out.
The night wind blew Fang Zhengzhi's long robe. The bright silver moon shone on Fang Zhengzhi's face, scattering spots of light on his face.
Fang Zhengzhi's speed was very fast.
He didn't spend too much time traveling from the Fang family's courtyard to the outskirts of the Northern Mountain Village. In less than 15 minutes, his feet were already on the ground outside the village.
His eyes swept across the surroundings, and his ears listened carefully.
Fang Zhengzhi moved again.
However, this time, he wasn't too fast. This was because he already knew where the music was coming from. Furthermore, it wasn't far from him.
"If it's really an expert, what should I say? Should I pretend to be ignorant and adorable, or should I pretend to be a smart and elegant man? " Fang Zhengzhi thought as he slowly walked towards the direction of the music. At the same time, he sighed in his heart.
So difficult!
He didn't know the taste of an expert. He didn't know whether the expert was a man or a woman, fat or thin. He couldn't even tell if he was young or old.
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