Chapter 120: Under the nine lands, Yin and Yang intersect!

Unfortunately, even if the Yin-Yang School latched onto the big tree of Lü Lu Buwei, it really had no place to use its skills.

The specific reason has been explained earlier, that is, when Lü Lu Buwei recruited guests, he valued their knowledge first and foremost, and had no interest in whether the guests were brave or not. Although the Yin-Yang School had many experts, Lü Lu Buwei already had the Net under his command, so he had no interest in these experts. Comparatively, their theories were what Lü Lu Buwei cared about more.

However, most people in the Yin-Yang School were people who loved bravery and fighting, only caring about whether their strength improved or not, and their study of the ancestors’ theories was just so-so. This destined that the Yin-Yang School would be difficult to be reused under Lü Lu Buwei.

Compared to the Yin-Yang School, the fact that the Lüshi Chunqiu used Daoist theories as the main body already explained the problem.

Compared to the Yin-Yang School, Lü Lu Buwei obviously still respected the other school in the Qin state more, the Daoist school located in Mount Taiyi, the main peak of the Southern Mountains.

Regarding this, the Yin-Yang School was obviously dissatisfied.

However, even if they were dissatisfied, they had to endure it. After all, Lü Lu Buwei had overwhelming power, and he could provide the Yin-Yang School with many conveniences.

But that was all on the premise that Lü Lu Buwei was still the Prime Minister.

With an edict from Ying Zheng, Lü Lu Buwei’s collusion with Lao Ai was conclusive, his position as Prime Minister was dismissed, and after he dismissed many guests, the situation of the Yin-Yang School also became subtle.

Therefore, they had to look for another way out.

In a short moment, Su Xuan guessed some of Donghuang Taiyi’s thoughts.

"After that failure in Yongcheng, are you trying to latch onto Ying Zheng through me?"

Although he guessed Donghuang Taiyi’s intention, Su Xuan did not refuse Donghuang Taiyi’s invitation.

Still the same sentence, he also became interested in Donghuang Taiyi, or to be precise, he should be quite interested in the Yin-Yang School.

Taking Yan Yan Lingji with him, following Dongjun Yanfei, he quickly left here.

Su Xuan was alone and had nothing to prepare. Well, just in case, he still brought his sword.

Following Dongjun Yanfei for a distance, soon, they arrived next to a carriage.

Dongjun Yanfei seemed to have been prepared.

Taking a carriage, they left Xianyang in the night, and it took some time to arrive at the Yin-Yang School’s headquarters, Mount Li.

Lishan, because it was the territory of the Lirong state during the Western Zhou dynasty, is thus called Lishan. Its mountain form is elegant, with undulating peaks and ridges; viewed from afar, it resembles a dark-colored steed, gazing intently into the distance, poised and ready to gallop. It is not as towering as Taihua, not as sprawling as Zhongnan, not as secluded and strange as Taibai, and not as dangerously steep as Longmen. However, it is said to be the former residence of the Three Sovereigns, and the place where the Holy Mother Nuwa once smelted stones. On the mountain, there are trees that do not wither in any of the four seasons, and flowers that drift with fragrance throughout the three months of spring. The scenery is enchanting, reflecting the beauty of the nearby Nanshan, and it is one of the famous mountains in the vicinity of Xianyanggong.

It is worth mentioning that, like the Southern Mountains, it was also one of the branches of the Qinling Mountains.

Therefore, when he learned that the Yin-Yang School was located in Mount Li, Su Xuan could not help but have some guesses.

After the Yin-Yang School came to the Qin state from the Yan state, they chose to take root in Mount Li. Was it because of the other school that was also in the branch of the Qinling Mountains?

The Daoist school was located in Mount Taiyi, the main peak of the Southern Mountains.

Five hundred years ago, the Yin-Yang School rebelled from the Daoist school and established its own sect. For many years, it had never given up the struggle with the Daoist school.

Unfortunately, the Daoist school was too strong.

Even if it split into the Heaven and Human sects three hundred years ago, it was still one of the most powerful sects among the Hundred Schools of Thought.

"Is the Yin-Yang School hidden in such a place?"

Yan Yan Lingji did not know the so-called plot, so she did not have as many thoughts as Su Xuan. Following Dongjun Yanfei into Mount Li, looking at the valley covered by fog in front, her eyes flickered slightly.

This kind of place looked gloomy, and it was really hard to imagine that the Yin-Yang School among the Hundred Schools of Thought would hide in such a ghostly place.

Dongjun Yanfei did not respond to Yan Yan Lingji’s words.

She led Yan Yan Lingji and Su Xuan to continue toward the valley. The further they went, the darker the light became. This was not only because of the night, but also because...

"Array!"

Su Xuan had learned various Daoist arts and was very sensitive to the perception of the power of heaven and earth, and immediately noticed the abnormality.

The fog in this valley, besides the cold fog under the night, also had a part caused by the array.

As expected, even during the day, this place was a scene of fog.

Continuing to move forward, the terrain became lower and lower.

The Yin-Yang School was actually hidden in a valley. Unlike the Daoist school located on the top of Mount Taiyi, the main peak of the Southern Mountains, it was hidden under the nine lands. This place was extremely cold, but it was only superficially cold, because if Su Xuan remembered correctly, under the Luoshengtang of the Yin-Yang School, there was magma, which meant that there was a fire vein hidden underground.

This place was truly a place where Yin and Yang intersected.

Soon, the fog dissipated, and Su Xuan and Yan Yan Lingji officially stepped into the Yin-Yang School’s headquarters.

In the deep valley, several pavilions stood, which were built quite exquisitely. Unfortunately, few people usually came here, so no matter how exquisite the buildings were, they were destined to be unappreciated.

Stepping into the pavilion, inside, the lights were bright, reflecting the corridor, and vaguely, it appeared extremely misty.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but when Dongjun Yanfei led Su Xuan and Yan Yan Lingji forward, a young man dressed in blue clothes happened to walk from the other end of the corridor.

"Lord Dongjun, are these two the distinguished guests of His Excellency Donghuang?"

The young man’s voice was low, and in his words, he seemed to respect Dongjun, but in fact, he was disdainful.

Dongjun Yanfei’s voice was cold, "Some things are not for you to ask!"

"Hmph!"

The young man did not care, snorted coldly, and walked past Dongjun Yanfei. When he passed, he turned his head slightly and looked at Su Xuan and Yan Yan Lingji with strange eyes.

Soon, the young man disappeared.

Yan Yan Lingji thought of the young man’s strange gaze and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Who is he?"

"Do you remember the story I told you in Yongcheng that day?" Su Xuan reminded Yan Yan Lingji.

— Author's Notes —

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