There is another ancient scroll that says that the Jiuduan is a detailed map of Jiuzhou Mountain and River. In the past, I only knew that Jiuzhou map was drawn on the Jiuzhou tripod, but it was the first time I saw the "detailed map". Master speculated that if it was a detailed map, the area of ​​the Jiuzhou map must be very large. Given the productivity and casting technology at that time, Dayu should not be able to cast such a large tripod. Therefore, it is inferred that the Jiuduan is probably not a large tripod, but nine tripods, one tripod and one map, and together it is the Jiuzhou map.

These ancient scrolls all mention that the reason why Dayu made the Jiuzhou Cauldron was to "seize Jiuzhou". The master wondered, what exactly is there in Jiuzhou that needs to be used to use such a large amount of things to conquer?

There is another ancient scroll that said that the reason why Dayu made the Jiuzhou tripod was probably to separate the Yin and Yang. I discussed with my master for a long time. What exactly does the "Yin and Yang" here refer to? The conclusion is the Yin and Yang realm.

Dayu made the Jiuzhou Cauldron to cut the two worlds of Yin and Yang? To be honest, it is difficult for me and my master to accept this conclusion. It is indeed a bit too mysterious, and we cannot confirm whether the underworld really exists now. Moreover, this ancient scroll appeared later than the other several ancient scrolls. It was written only after the theory of Yin and Yang appeared, so Master felt that its research value was not too high.

The most critical scroll was discovered in the fourth month when I was stranded in Jihun Village. This ancient scroll appeared in the late Jin Dynasty. At that time, the Jiuzhou Ding had disappeared. Although the content on it was all related to the Jiuzhou Ding, most of the contents were completely coincided with the scrolls we found before. However, at the end of the scroll, the name of Jiuyu Mountain was listed separately. Master said that these mountains are likely to be the locations of the Nine Tombs.

Yaoshan, Tibetan mountain, Dingdang mountain, Zhiniu mountain, Sanqi mountain, Yan mountain, Luoyan mountain, Xishan, Tongchou mountain. I have never heard of any of these nine mountains. Master said that this may be some old place names at that time, or the names given by the person who wrote the scrolls according to some characteristics of the mountain. However, no matter what, these place names need to be deciphered.

In addition to the Jiuzhou Ding, my master and I also paid special attention to the records about Zhou Lie and Luo Zhongxing in all the scrolls. It can be said that hard work pays off. We really found information about them on an ancient scroll.

The ancient scroll was left since the Western Han Dynasty. Most of the first volume records Zhou Lie's life and deeds, as well as his affable affairs. The second half of the book writes that in the last twenty or thirty years of his life, he mainly lived in the Jihunzhuang area. At that time, he made friends with a god who traveled here.

Zhou Lie had a good relationship with the wandering god man. Until one day, the god man almost died because he mistakenly took poisonous weeds, and it was the people from Jihunzhuang who saved him. From that day on, he learned that there was a place like Jihunzhuang in the deep mountains, but the good times did not last long. One day, the god man suddenly changed his temperament and committed the great evil of slaughtering sentient beings.

As for the specific changes in his personality, it was not mentioned in the ancient scroll, but he changed from a good person to an insatiable person. Zhou Lie broke up with him and used force to drive him out of the Soul-Jiezhuang.

And the name of that divine man was Luo Yun.

I have not forgotten that when I first came to the cabinet, I found another ancient scroll, which recorded "Luo Yun, the name Zhongxing". The master also said that this person named Luo Yun should be the Shiquan Taoist, Luo Zhongxing.

Except for the fact that we master and apprentice are occasionally excited when we find these clues, we are constantly flirting with books and constantly disappointing.

In the past six months, life was extremely boring. Master would take me to the mountain when he was tired of reading books. The place he often went to was a cemetery on the back mountain. There were no tombstones in the tombs here, but a small bare mound. Master said that in terms of Feng Shui, this place is the gateway to the Ten Mile Mountains. As the gatekeepers of Jihun Village, we will be buried in this place after our death.

Once, I couldn't help asking Master: "Master, did you say that Master was buried in his hometown after his death? Didn't he be buried here?"

The master smiled and said, "For the disciples of Jihun Village, the mountains here and the water here are our hometown."

After saying that, he pointed to the highest mound and said to me that the tomb belongs to my master.

After three years after the Shuzheng lineage was buried, the seniors asked their disciples to worship without offering sacrifices, which means they could come and have a look, but not a special ceremony to pay tribute. Relatives could worship, but because the Shuzheng lineage was either incomplete in the yang spirit or too heavy in the yin energy, they could not marry for life, so they had no descendants.

Since these graves were unsupported for many years, they finally leveled a little bit and were covered with vegetation on the mountain.

Master said that at this point, our lineage of integrity is somewhat similar to those on the grassland. After death, we will eventually return to nature, whether in form or in essence, we will return to nature.

I think what Master calls "form" means not deliberately preserving the tomb after death.

In the last two months of Jihun Village, my master particularly liked to stay alone in that cemetery. Sometimes I couldn’t see him when I woke up in the morning. When I went to the cemetery, I would definitely find him.

One morning, I got up before five o'clock, came to the second floor, and found that my master was not there, so I came to the cemetery alone.

There is a bamboo forest around the cemetery. It’s strange that, near this cemetery, the bamboo forest is almost always green.

It was spring again, and the forest was even green and it was so green that it was a rich colorful ink. I walked on the bumpy mountain road and saw the new green that could not be completely blocked by the weeds from afar. At the same time, I also heard the loud sound of my master's recorder.

"Su Sanqian" was playing in his recorder.

"Su San left Hongdong County and came to the street..." This is not the opera that Master likes to listen to. His favorite is "Dingjun Mountain", but this song is the one he listens most often.

After a while, the sound of the tape recorder stopped abruptly, and I suddenly had an ominous premonition. Sure enough, immediately afterwards, my master's voice was heard from the forest.

Before I heard the original version of "Su Sanqi Jie", I heard my master sing this song once. At that time, I thought that the opera itself was in this tune. Until I unfortunately heard the original version, I realized that what I sang from my master was simply another song... another thing.

My master can sing and run ten of the nine tunes, but you don’t know where the extra tune comes from.

I held my hands and covered my ears and walked through the bamboo forest. I saw my master sitting crossing his legs on a stool, singing to my master's grave, and also showing that he was enjoying his singing very much.

I really couldn't stand it anymore, so I ran to my master's face. When the master saw me, he looked at the sky again and asked me: "It's only the hour. If you don't do well in the morning exercise, why did you come here?"

I smiled and said, "It's not time for morning exercise yet, so I'll see what the master is doing here?"

The master pointed to the tape recorder on the ground and said, "I'm practicing opera."

After saying that, he started singing again.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the hair in my ears exploded instantly. I couldn't listen and didn't dare to leave like this. Otherwise, the master would definitely ask me if I think his acting was not good. If I said yes, he would say I was lying. If I said I couldn't, he would find other reasons to mess with me.

I was also urging me to death. When I heard him sing here, I still kept my head shut into the bamboo forest.

But I really couldn't stand him being out of tune, so I found an excuse to interrupt him: "Master, why do you always sing songs? Actually, I think your voice is particularly powerful and more suitable for singing Dingjun Mountain."

The master stopped, stared at me for a while, then glanced at me again, and said, "It's okay for me to sing Dingjun Mountain in this line, but I didn't tune it. Did you just want to say that I was out of tune?"

I quickly waved my hand: "Master, you're thinking too much, I don't mean that."

The master smiled and said, "You don't need to say that I know what level I am. But this song "Su Sanqi Jie" is Lao Chen's favorite song, and I have to practice it."

I asked my master tentatively: "Are you going to sing this song in front of him?"

Actually, I still have a few words behind me, "Come and disgust him?", but I didn't dare to say it.

The master nodded: "Well, but I can't sing when he is alive, so he will definitely laugh at me. When I was young, I agreed with him that if one of us died one day, the other sang his favorite song when he was buried. If I die first, Lao Chen will put on his costume and sing a song "Dingjun Mountain" in front of my coffin board. If he dies first, I will sing this song, but the costume will be spared. I can't wear women's clothes."

After hearing what the master said, I immediately became nervous: "Master Chen... nothing happened, right?"

The master smiled at me: "What can he do? He is fine. I just practiced the music in advance, are you prepared for any trouble? Alas, do you really think that the teacher's voice is more suitable for singing Dingjunshan?"

I said "ah" against my will.

The master was silent for a while, then sang: "The master spoke so badly, I, Huang Zhong, couldn't help but be angry..."

I was so sad that I regretted my “ah” sound at that time. The song was not as good as the one I just said.

Since I listened to the songs my master sang, I felt confused all morning and couldn't concentrate when I went to the cabinet to read books.

By the way, when it comes to the cabinet, I have another thing I want to say.

Although I had no other extra practice in that half year, except for daily morning exercises, I had to activate the Fantian Seal in front of the cabinet every day. For six months, more than 180 times, I found that I was becoming more and more adept at urging the Fantian Seal. Although I was still very tired after urging each time, I was no longer as tired as before, so I had no basic ability to move.

And I obviously feel that every time my mind power and spiritual charm are sucked dry by the Fantian Seal, the next time I condensed mental power will become more pure and thicker, and even my perception of the Qi field has been greatly improved.

Half a year later, when I left Jihun Village, I was able to borrow the Qi field of the Black Water Corpse Coffin like my master.

The improvement in my cultivation surprised me, but this surprise did not last long. It was already April when I returned to school, and three more months would be the most important exam in my life - the college entrance examination.

I was supposed to have studied the course for three years, but my total study time was probably less than one academic year, so I naturally failed in this college entrance examination. I remember that I seemed to have scored more than 400 points that year, and it was still more than 100 points away from the third-tier score line.
Chapter completed!