Chapter 3278

"After all the living beings were massacred, wind and thunder raged between heaven and earth. Torrential rain poured down, and everything within ten thousand miles became a swamp!

However, within this swamp, corpses lay everywhere, and blood flowed everywhere!

The stench of blood did not dissipate even after a hundred years, and no one could survive in this place! "

Fu Zhiwen spoke eloquently, "As for the Celestial Fiend Chess that caused such a calamity, it disappeared without a trace!

Where it went, or which expert triggered the Celestial Fiend Chess, no one knows until now!

Of course, from this legend, I feel that this Celestial Fiend Chess is a great killing machine. Its activation … requires the sacrifice of tens of thousands, or even hundreds of millions of living beings. Unless it's a matter of life and death, no one would easily take it out. That's why … it's so mysterious. "

"My goodness …" Xiao Hua sighed, "Such a great killing machine … I'm afraid it's ranked first among the ten great imperial artifacts, right?

Why is it only ranked fifth? "

Fu Zhiwen shook his head, "This Celestial Fiend Chess is too bloody, Confucian cultivators would never place it first!"

"Actually …" Xiao Hua laughed again, "This legend is too exaggerated, to the point that … I feel that it's all made up!

Look at that so-called Dong Chen Empire … they're crazy and exaggerated, do those Confucian aristocratic families not care?

Although Duanmu Aristocratic Family is a first-class Confucian aristocratic family, it's not difficult for them to reach out and take care of this matter, right?

Secondly, that monarch was actually able to cultivate to the fourth grade of Origin Power, how long is his lifespan?

He's probably tired of being the monarch, right?

Thirdly, so many famous generals have fallen in this nameless small country, that monarch … how could he personally go into battle?

Furthermore, life is the most important thing!

Fourthly, since Dong Chen Empire is so powerful, it must have ten great imperial artifacts, right?

Can't the ones ranked first suppress the Celestial Fiend Chess? "

"Haha …" Fu Zhiwen laughed, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, don't nitpick too much. This is just a legend, who knows if it's true?

However, there's one thing that's true! "

"Oh?"

"It's that ten thousand miles of blood pool ~" Fu Zhiwen said, "Today, that blood pool is still uninhabitable, and it's still abnormally bloody. Even birds can't fly over that blood pool!

Back then, I even made a trip there! "

"Is that so?" Xiao Hua asked curiously, "That place … is in Yan Province?"

"Yes, it's Celestial Fiend Blood Pool!"

"Mn, if there is a chance, this Xiao will personally go and take a look …" It was very strange. When Xiao Hua heard this very unfamiliar name, a trace of feeling suddenly appeared in his heart. This feeling was indescribable, as if it was a kind of … summoning?

"Oh, that's right!"

As soon as Xiao Hua felt this, he immediately asked, "The God and Devil Blood Pool is the place where the God and Devil Chess disappeared. Could it be that no one went there to see it?"

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"How dare you!

You're going against your ancestors! "

Just as Xiao Hua sighed and wanted to listen to the stories of the other ten great Imperial Equipment s, he heard a few angry curses that sounded like rolling thunder coming from downstairs, instantly attracting Xiao Hua and Fu Zhiwen's attention. The two of them thought to themselves at the same time, "This..." What's going on? "

At this auction, Yu Linfeng had a row of four scrolls open in front of him. These scrolls were all rolled up together and tied together with purple threads.

In front of him, the so-called rotten scholars that Xiao Hua had just seen walked out of the crowd. They stood under these scrolls and scolded, "Yu Linfeng, you are also a disciple of us Confucian cultivators. Your Star-Plucking Tower is also a branch of us Confucian cultivators!

How can you be so blinded by primeval stones?

The so-called imperial artifacts, the so-called spiritual herbs, the so-called blood ink, you can just bid!

Those are only used for cultivation, defense, and attack!

But although the calligraphy and paintings of the great scholars of the early years contain an unparalleled noble spirit, they themselves represent the academic achievements of these great scholars. They are the crystallization of their lifetime's knowledge, and can't be compared to those earthly imperial artifacts and scrolls!

You're bidding for the painstaking efforts of these great scholars in public, isn't that a disgrace to culture?

Isn't that a disgrace to your ancestors? "

Although Yu Linfeng's expression was somewhat awkward, he still carefully cupped his hands and said, "Seniors!

Although these scrolls are the writings of great scholars, they're still scrolls!

Our Star Picking Tower can't just keep these sacred objects in our tower, can we?

We have to let these great scholars' knowledge be admired by the younger generation, right?

Perhaps our Star Picking Tower's method is a bit wrong, a bit vulgar, and can't enter your eyes, but it's still our Star Picking Tower's way of commemorating and valuing these great scholars, right? "

"Bullshit!"

An old man with a bald head and a few strands of white hair under his chin raised his walking stick and swung it at Yu Linfeng in midair. He scolded, "I'll beat you to death, you unfilial junior!

The calligraphy and paintings of great scholars are elegant objects that can only be admired in a quiet room. Once these elegant objects are here, they're stained with the stench of money!

Inside … the Noble Spirit that all of you are drooling over is also somewhat inferior! "

"Although these calligraphy and paintings have an incomparably pure noble spirit, these are the condensation of the great scholars' essence, qi, and spirit. They're not used for ordinary attacks!"

Another old man raised his trembling arm and said, "You little bastard, your words are even better than singing. Who doesn't know that you're using these calligraphy and paintings as scrolls?

Using the essence, qi, and spirit of these great scholars to fight for you?

When the essence, qi, and spirit of these calligraphy and paintings are gone, these calligraphy and paintings will become trash!

Ai, what a wastrel!! "

"Hahaha …" Upstairs, Xiao Hua laughed, thinking, "Isn't this the rotten scholar that Xiao E mentioned just now, who's here to cause trouble?

They treat the scrolls of those great scholars as their heirlooms and don't allow Zhai Xing Lou to bid for them.

But … is this possible? "

Sure enough, Yu Linfeng said loudly, "Seniors, if you feel that these calligraphy and paintings are the painstaking efforts of great scholars and can only be admired in a quiet room, then why don't you bid for these calligraphy and paintings?

If they're in your hands, won't my Zhai Xing Lou be more at ease? "

"Your Zhai Xing Lou is blinded by greed. Don't tell me the base price of these calligraphy and paintings are in supreme-grade primordial stones. How can a few poor old men like us afford to bid for them?" A few rotten scholars said angrily.

Hearing this, Fu Zhiwen also understood. He sighed and said, "What these seniors said … is right!

The ancient great scholars' handwriting is getting fewer and fewer. I don't know when these will all disappear!

Calligraphy and paintings without essence, qi, and spirit … are simply dead objects. It's impossible to show the style of the great scholars of various sects! "

Xiao Hua just stood there and spoke without pain. He waved his hand with a smile, "If the old doesn't go, the new won't come. Without these ancient great scholars, aren't there still the great scholars of today?

There are more and more great scholars in each generation. What's so great about that? "

"Haha ~" Fu Zhiwen smiled bitterly and said, "Fellow Xiao may not know, but the so-called great scholars are also called great scholars. They're not purely from cultivation. They're those who read books and poems, have noble moral character, and are knowledgeable scholars!

Those who can be called great scholars, great scholars, or great scholars, are those who opened a school of thought and have a place in the debate of the hundred schools of thought!

How can it be so easy for the later generations to give birth to them? "

"So that's how it is!" Xiao Hua's face unconsciously changed, and he was filled with respect.

He already understood that this so-called great scholar was not a kind of realm as he thought, but a kind of honor, a kind of title!

If he forced himself to compare with the people of the Dao Sect, then the founder of the Imperial Thunder Sect, Daoist Master Qian Yun … was probably this kind of person!

"Then … the debate of the hundred schools of thought …" Xiao Hua just said half of this sentence, but he swallowed it back down. He didn't even seem to understand the ten great imperial artifacts?

Now he actually wanted to ask about the debate of the hundred schools of thought. He was afraid that if he let Fu Zhiwen ask them one by one, he wouldn't be able to finish all of them tonight. "Let's wait and slowly ask in the future!"

Xiao Hua didn't ask anymore, but at the auction, those rotten scholars became even more aggressive. They practically jumped up and cursed Zhai Xing Lou's evil deeds. From the calligraphy and paintings of the great scholars to the cultivation methods of the Confucian school, and even the imperial artifacts of the Confucian school, they all became Zhai Xing Lou's crimes of forgetting their ancestors and betraying their ancestors. No matter how Yu Linfeng explained, he was not allowed to bid on these great scholars' calligraphy and paintings!

Xiao Hua was a bit bored and was just about to ask about the ten great imperial artifacts when he suddenly became vigilant. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Xiao E, what's the matter?"

"Reporting to Senior, someone sent a visiting card and wants to come and pay a visit to Senior!" Xiao E's voice came from outside.

Xiao Hua's eyes turned, and he said with a smile, "Come in first!"

"Yes, Senior!"

As Xiao E spoke, she walked in with a golden visiting card. Just as she was about to respectfully hand it over, Xiao Hua hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't be anxious!

This old man is just asking, is the owner of this visiting card an honored guest on the third floor? "

"Yes, Senior!"

Xiao E nodded and said, "Any honored guest on the third floor of the Bright Moon Palace can pay a visit to each other if they don't want to hide their identity.

Just now, this servant not only saw several attendants of the honored guest carrying visiting cards to other pavilions, but also saw two honored guests enter other rooms! "

"Who sent this visiting card?

Do you know? "Xiao Hua asked again.

Xiao E shook her head. "This servant doesn't know. The one who sent the visiting card was also Xiao E, not that Senior's attendant."

"En, since that's the case, this old man doesn't need to look at this visiting card!" Xiao Hua said with a flick of his sleeve, "Tell that Xiao E exactly what I said!"

Xiao E's expression changed slightly again, and she begged in a low voice, "Senior, you don't need to make things so stiff. Even if you don't want to see that person, you only need to say that you don't want to see him. There's no need to return the visiting card!

This kind of face-slapping matter … Senior should consider it more carefully! "