Chapter 461: Two hundred fifty-six, He is a legend, Mythical Tripod Fire

Two hundred fifty-six, He is a legend, Mythical Tripod Fire

Rong Zhen galloped back to the Xingzi Lake construction site from the Xunyang Building side.

When approaching the construction site, after seeing the chaotic situation inside the construction site ahead.

She suddenly slowed her steps, pursed her lips, and walked over with a serious little face.

She had already come late.

When Rong Zhen was hesitating outside Xunyang Building earlier, the orange-red sachet tied to her waist, and the IOU in her hand, had already disappeared.

Just after noticing the bad movement in Xingzi Ward, she turned back for the first time, and the matter of asking him for a poem could only be postponed.

Rong Zhen stepped into the construction site, walked through the chaotic scene without a leader, and came to the Buddha statue.

Or rather, in front of the ruins of the collapsed Buddha statue.

From the moment she noticed the collapse of the Great Buddha in Xingzi Ward at Xunyang Ward, a word had already surged into her heart.

"Lady Female Official Rong..."

"Changshi Qin came early, what discoveries? Are there any suspects for the criminal thieves? How did the murderer mix in, and how did he kill? Could it be the Yunmeng Yue Maidens..."

However, at the moment, it was not certain whether it was done by rebels like Li Zhengyan, or other Tiannan Jianghu forces that opposed the Great Buddha, or a combination of both.

Only to see, after coming to her beloved disciple's side, the white-eyed old woman calmed down. That hunched figure was facing away from her, and she couldn't see her expression. The white-eyed old woman was bending down, picking up a certain string of Buddha beads rewarded by His Majesty on the ground one by one.

That's right, the sky had collapsed, and it was not just the sky of Jiangzhou and the Jiang Nan officialdom. Even the sky of the entire imperial court was about to shake a little.

The white-eyed old woman turned her head fiercely, and fire seemed to be burning in her fish-belly-like white eyes:

"Who dares to kill Cheng'er and the Wei Prince's son! Blood for blood!"

"Take her down, don't move the scene yet, control everyone here, pass my hand order, from now on, no one is allowed to take a step out of Xingzi Ward!"

"Lady Female Official Rong should come herself, it is better to listen carefully to the eyewitness accounts of the witnesses."

Just as Rong Zhen was silent, a white shadow shot from not far away, accompanied by a sharp and angry voice.

The headless Great Buddha had collapsed, but fortunately, that precious Buddha head had not fallen down.

A group of female officials surrounded the collapsed Buddha statue ruins and the scene where Lin and Wei four people died miserably.

Even though Rong Zhen was also very disgusted with these three people and had no good feelings, this move was really a heavy slap in the face of Empress and the Great Zhou imperial court.

At the first moment of the Great Buddha's collapse, he had already rushed over, gathering the generals to control the chaos on the Xingzi Lake construction site.

She held a palace lamp in her hand, and her other hand grabbed a piece of broken jade that was still intact not long ago like an eagle claw.

The sky had collapsed.

"Elder, please mourn..."

The more silent it was, the more oppressive it was.

Publicly beheading imperial court officials, the third son of the Wei Prince, and the Xia Guan Lingtai Lang appointed by His Majesty, the Jiang Nan Deputy Inspector appointed by His Majesty.

At the moment, it came in handy.

Song Mama held a palace lamp, and she didn't know if it was because of the fight with the Yue Maidens just now, it was a bit dim.

"Who is it!"

Rong Zhen frowned in doubt, watched Qin Yanqing's back as he hurried away, she walked forward and interrogated the witnesses.

The miserable scene made her a bit nauseous.

The female official of the Inspectorate immediately stepped forward and helped the screaming, crying, and emotionally collapsed Pei Pei Shisan Niang down.

Soon, Qin Yanqing also led more than a dozen elite black-armored generals from the front line, walking over with solemn expressions.

Rong Zhen turned her head to look, only to see that Song Mama had already appeared in front of Lin Cheng's headless corpse with his dantian crushed, looking at her beloved disciple's corpse with grief and indignation.

Rong Zhen's expression turned ugly.

After questioning the eyewitnesses, the suspicious expression on Rong Zhen's face disappeared, replaced by a colorful expression... In the end, only a pair of tightly locked brows remained.

Song Mama found that the expression on Rong Zhen's face did not change at all, maintaining a very solemn expression, saying word by word:

"Owner of 'Butterfly Loves Flowers', it is that Xin Dingjian again, and this time... it seems even more ominous."

At the moment, he had accepted Rong Zhen's hand order and was preparing to leave the construction site to cooperate with the female officials of the Inspectorate to take over and blockade the entire Xingzi Ward.

Previously, Lin Cheng and others had made a series of preventive measures to prevent livestock like cattle and horses from being startled, leading to the instability of the winch pulleys and the Great Buddha being smashed to pieces, such as using cloth strips to cover the eyes of cattle and horses.

Qin Yanqing shook his head, turned his head to look at the hundreds of workers and corresponding officials who were temporarily controlled and comforted in the open space behind.

But even if she was mentally prepared, when Rong Zhen witnessed the miserable state of Lin Cheng, Wei Shaoqi, Wang Lengran, and Shen Bingqiang, her pupils still shrank.

"Cheng'er!"

Although the chaos caused by this disaster was great, at the moment, the only deaths on the entire Xingzi Ward construction site were Lin Cheng, Wei Shaoqi, Wang Lengran, and Shen Bingqiang, plus a batch of Xianbei guards. Thanks to the previous dispersal of workers around the Buddha statue, only a few people were accidentally injured by the aftermath of the collapsed Great Buddha and the fire.

Rong Zhen turned her head fiercely and ordered the female officials who were ready to go around her sternly.

However, the Buddha head was also damaged, and at the moment, she didn't know if it was still safe.

Taking a deep breath, she moved her eyes away.

Rong Zhen was silent, temporarily dismissed the female officials, and walked away alone.

The nature was extremely serious, perhaps second only to the southwestern rebellion of Li Zhengyan and others.

"What do you mean?"

Song Mama asked angrily, hitting the nail on the head:

"How is the owner of 'Butterfly Loves Flowers' still alive? Isn't he dead? Even if he isn't dead, with the zither sound of the old man surnamed Yu, how could there still be enemy Qi-refining practitioners in Xingzi Ward today?"

"Don't know."

Rong Zhen shook her head, a look of incredulity in her eyes:

"Everyone in the hall witnessed that Xin Dingjian, setting up the sword to kill, there is no mistake, the murderer must be the owner of 'Butterfly Loves Flowers'.

"The situation is even worse, today this Xin Dingjian... has fire."

"Fire? What fire? Speak clearly." Song Mama frowned and asked.

Rong Zhen turned her head to look back at the collapsed Buddha statue, her tone lost: "The Xin Dingjian produces fire."

Song Mama suddenly calmed down.

Her eyes began to be unclear, and she bit the words very heavily:

"Tripod... fire? They didn't see it wrong?"

Rong Zhen nodded silently, took a deep breath, and said slowly:

"This fire is the same color as the sword Qi of this Xin Dingjian, like the blue of a clear sky. There is no such strange fire in the world. It is undoubtedly the legendary Tripod Fire."

Song Mama suddenly calmed down.

Being able to use the Xin Dingjian and produce Tripod Fire, one must be a legendary sword wielder.

This was also one of the symbols of the birth of a legendary sword wielder in the history books throughout the ages.

As a mythical absolute lineage, sword wielders were not common.

And legendary sword wielders were even rarer, and there were only a few who left their names in history books.

And legendary sword wielders were all monsters,

Able to create corresponding sword arts for the Xin Dingjian, and open up the first-grade upper limit of this mythical absolute lineage.

Because every grade of realm after the absolute lineage required a new sword art to open.

And because legendary sword wielders created new sword arts, they were also the most compatible with this Xin Dingjian and could exert the maximum effectiveness of this Xin Dingjian.

In the Qi-refining practitioner path, involving nine mythical Dao lineages, every "founder of a sect" had the great luck of the underworld added to his body.

Legendary sword wielders were even more so.

And Tripod Fire was a certain unknowable mythical source in the underworld, rewarding them.

The tripod was originally a cooking utensil in ancient times, and later evolved into a ritual vessel, guarding the nine provinces, used to pass on the country. If the country perishes, the tripod moves.

And nowadays, every tripod had been cast into a Xin Dingjian, triggering one Tripod War after another since the Pre-Qin period, becoming a weapon of slaughter.

Therefore, there had always been speculation in the mountain Jianghu that Tripod Fire was returning to the basics, a certain most primitive ancient memory inherited from the bones of the Xin Dingjian...

As for the use, no one knew, because there were few sword wielders, let alone legendary sword wielders. No one publicized it, and this secret knowledge was not spread in the mountains at all. Even if they knew, it was the most confidential matter in some large mountain forces and hidden sects that had once produced legendary sword wielders.

Anyway, the Great Qian and Great Zhou Sitianjian established in the early Qian period definitely didn't have it.

"Impossible!"

Song Mama said angrily: "How can this little thief be qualified to become a legendary sword master! It's fake, it's a left-handed evil technique! This is not Tripod Fire."

Rong Zhen was silent.

Her eyes were a bit complicated. Although she hated this person very much, at the moment of learning that Tripod Fire had appeared, she had to be both shocked and silent, and even... numbly accepted this fact.

Rong Zhen suddenly doubted her attitude toward him in the past. In history, were the legendary sword wielders who were all of great perseverance and courage really the image of a lecher who stole women's bodices?

"The growth speed of this owner of 'Butterfly Loves Flowers' is faster than we expected. This time he must have summarized the sword art. A new Xin Dingjian art was born, which ignited the Tripod Fire. If according to past experience, this child... is going to become a great climate."

"Become his mother's head! Find the old man surnamed Yu, borrow his zither sound, and search Xingzi Ward again! The old body doesn't care if he is a legendary sword master or not, can he turn from blue to purple and become a Purple Qi Grandmaster in one step? Search him out, the old body will surely kill him!"

Song Mama suddenly shrieked.

Evening.

In Xingzi Ward, a section of zither sound drifted for an afternoon.

Accompanied by the expressions of disappointment of female officials and generals from the Xingzi Lake construction site to the very edge of Xingzi Ward, the zither sound also slowly dissipated.

Still nothing gained.

The old musician seemed to be clocking out, was caught by Little Miss Song from Xunyang Building, and played the zither for an afternoon, not angry.

At the moment, the old musician clocked out on time, signaled to Little Miss Song, saw that she didn't object, and then turned away under her ugly expression to eat dinner.

Mainly just two ears not hearing things outside the window, one heart only wanting to complete the task.

Song Mama and Rong Zhen had solemn expressions.

Searched for an afternoon, still no clues.

In the entire Xingzi Ward, there was indeed no other Qi-refining practitioner.

One old and one young, the two women turned back.

Only to see them behind the Buddha statue ruins.

Xunyang Prince Wang Lixian, Jiangzhou Bieja Li Dalang, Jiangzhou Changshi Watching Yuan Huaimin, Central Army Camp Changshi Qin Yanqing, as well as Beside Yan Liulang, Chen You, and other Jiangzhou officials, all those who could take charge were present.

The atmosphere was a bit silent.

Song Mama and Rong Zhen, as representatives of the Sitianjian and confidants of the Empress, had temporarily taken over the entire Xunyang City.

At Song Mama's strong request, the city was still in a state of special alert.

Wang Lixian, Li Dalang, and Beside Yan Liulang were called from the Chrysanthemum Poetry Gathering.

Xie Lingjiang helped a certain Jiangzhou Sima to go upstairs to rest.

Wang Lixian looked around left and right, and was the first to speak, his tone majestic:

"It's getting dark, and it's not a way to keep the city blockaded, especially Xingzi Ward. It can't delay the people's livelihood. Many common people still have to work during the day, and it's not easy to make a living..."

Watching Yuan Huaimin also spoke: "On the construction site, hundreds of laborers are still waiting. May I ask how to arrange it after the two Lady Female Officials have finished the investigation..."

Changshi Qin also spoke:

"Now someone needs to preside over the overall situation. Grand Marshal Qin is on the front line, too far away."

Rong Zhen suddenly spoke: "What opinions do you all have."

Xunyang Prince Wang Lixian, Watching Yuan Huaimin, and Changshi Qin looked at each other.

Changshi Qin suddenly spoke: "The end general recommends Jiangzhou Sima Ouyang Lianghan. Speaking of which, this time the end general set off secretly, leading the generals to Xunyang City, the old Grand Marshal specifically exhorted the end general that in the Xunyang City boundary, if you can't decide, you can ask Lianghan. Now in the city, only he is both convincing and has the ability to take charge of the overall situation."

Wang Lixian, Li Dalang, Watching Yuan Huaimin, Beside Yan Liulang, Chen You, and others nodded one after another: "The Grand Marshal is right."

Almost all officials agreed with this proposal, and the pressure fell on the Sitianjian female official force that advocated continuing to blockade the city and investigate the case, similar to forcing the palace.

Rong Zhen was also silent, Song Mama frowned and spoke:

"What is he running here for as a small Sima? Daring to provoke His Majesty, rebellious, it is already very merciful not to be given death. It is absolutely not allowed to hand over the decision-making power of Xunyang City to such a person with a criminal record. Speaking of which, you so many big men, are you so useless?"

Everyone looked at their noses and hearts, no one answered.

Chen You muttered in a low voice: "If Ouyang Changshi doesn't go up, who goes up? You go up? Can you?"

Clearly it was a muttering sound, but it made everyone hear it. As the current Changshi, Watching Yuan Huaimin had no dissatisfaction at all, but nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and muttered: "Indeed, Lianghan must come."

Song Mama's already very bad expression suddenly darkened.

"What did you say? Say it to the old body again!"

Wang Lixian came forward and spoke gently:

"Deputy Supervisor Song, be magnanimous, don't be the same as the people below.

"But this King thinks that if the Empress Mother were here, she might also make this choice. For Ouyang Lianghan's ability, the Empress Mother still recognizes it.

"Deputy Supervisor Song, this King understands your grief for losing your beloved disciple, but at the moment, the big matter is the main thing. This time Xingzi Ward statue building, Ouyang Lianghan was completely out of it, and from beginning to end, he didn't go to provoke your beloved disciple and you again. To go and vent anger again, I am afraid it is inappropriate."

Song Mama was a bit short of breath: "The old body did not bend the law for personal gain..."

"Alright. At the moment, the whole city is under martial law, special circumstances, what's wrong with the position of Sima? Since everyone recommends it, then please invite him first, Senior Song, what do you think?"

Rong Zhen on the side interrupted the dispute between the two sides, suggested a sentence, paused, and under the side-glancing eyes of everyone, explained another sentence:

"Just temporarily transition, deal with the chaotic situation, and wait for the imperial court to have new arrangements later. And with him who is proficient in government affairs to cooperate, it is also convenient for us to investigate the case."

Everyone nodded and agreed quickly. Although Rong Zhen didn't say anything good about Ouyang Rong, this inquiry was actually an attitude. Seeing this, Song Mama had to suppress it and nodded reluctantly.

Watching Yuan Huaimin raised his hand weakly: "Wait, there is a matter."

Rong Zhen, who was preparing to make a decision, paused: "What matter? Speak."

"Leaving this pile of mess, Lianghan brother... what if he doesn't come?"

Everyone was speechless, Rong Zhen pursed her lips, Song Mama's nostrils trembled.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 462 =====