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Chapter 71 Is it better to go fishing?

Jiana suddenly looked back, but found that the brocade box containing Buddha bone relics was heading towards the Yellow River with the thin silk thread.

It fell steadily into the hands of the fisherman in the roaring waves in the Yellow River.

The fishing man was not in a hurry. He stood quietly on the Yellow River and placed the brocade box in his left hand.

The hat blocked his face, but it couldn't block the style of the hermit.

The bamboo raft in the Yellow River is like a leaf.

But at the foot of the Diao Su's feet, no matter how big the waves are, they cannot cross the small bamboo raft.

"What a thief is a monk worshiping Buddha? You haven't returned the Buddha's bone relics to me?"

Garna was so angry that he jumped up, and he roared at the fishing man.

The Buddha bone relics he obtained were taken away, which was simply unbearable.

The Nordic disciple beside him looked up at the fishing old man in the distance, thinking that this fishing old man was so powerful.

Even if he had both hands on his hands, he could not snatch the brocade box from his master.

“No rules.”

The fishing man in the center of the Yellow River snorted coldly when he heard this, and swung the fishing rod in his hand.

The almost invisible fish thread was instantly pulled towards Kana.

The fish silk is moved when the wind blows, but in the hands of the fisherman, the fish silk is like a hundred refined steel.

With Gana's eyes, he had some difficulty watching the fish stockings. Only when the fish stockings approached did he realize that.

"Tear~"

The fishing line tore the air and sucked it down fiercely.

Garna immediately waved the monk's sleeves and intended to block the attack.

But I only heard a "tearing~" sound, and then another "bang~".

The fishing line of the fishing sor directly tore the monk's robe and slapped hard on Gana's head.

The force of the fish silk just broke his scalp, but it did not hurt his skull.

A bloodstain appeared in the center of the Garna Ring Scar.

And he was completely knocked to the ground.

The Nordic monk was stunned. He could not have thought that his master could not even withstand a single move.

When Tianzhu was discussing Taoism, his master was a big fighter and had almost no opponents.

But now he was knocked over to the ground by a fishing rod.

"Get out, you can't move things in Jiuzhou. If you do it in the end, you can bully the little monk who has not achieved success in Zen."

The Diao Suo shook his head, as if he looked down on Garna's behavior and Taoism.

But what he was even more unhappy was that Gentile monks dared to act like this in the Jiuzhou.

"Impossible. It's only five or six years since the world was recovering. How could someone have cultivated to such a field?"

Jiana seemed a little unable to believe everything in front of him. The "Ancient Yoga" he practiced was the same as the method of practicing form and transformation of spirits taken by monks in Jiuzhou.

However, they started directly with transformation from essence, so that most ancient yogi monks were extremely thin in appearance.

However, all the ways in the world come to the same end.

In just six years, there shouldn't be such a big gap.

The fishing man in the Yellow River actually broke his cassock through half of the Yellow River with just a trace of thread.

How is this possible?

The fishing man in the Yellow River in the distance seemed not to want to talk to Kana. He turned around and sat cross-legged, and stopped looking at Kana.

The fish threads in his hand were thrown out, and the fishing line instantly hooked the trunks in the distance.

As soon as the fishing man pulled it, the entire bamboo raft instantly flowed upwards in the rushing yellow.

Finally, he seemed to think of something and warned Gana:

"This practitioner on both sides of the Yellow River can only bully the young monk who has not achieved success in Zen with your cultivation. Get out of here, the land of Jiuzhou is not comparable to that of your small land."

Diao Suo naturally knew the reasons for the revival of spiritual energy in the world.

After all, it was just that the ancestors who cut off the dragon veins of the world and then still held back against Jiuzhou, but the foreign tribes were not that lucky.

If it weren't for the fact that Tianzhu was a little closer to Jiuzhou, not to mention six years ago, I'm afraid that spiritual energy would only be revived today.

Where does the spiritual energy of heaven and earth come from? The root of it is just produced by the veins of heaven and earth.

"A straw raincoat, a hat, a small boat, a silk meter, a hook.

A song sings and a bottle of wine, and a person fishes alone in the autumn river."

Above the river, the old man in a shabby straw raincoat and hat was chanting such a poem in a dialect of unknown origin. He walked up the river and disappeared at the end of the long river in a short while.

Only a blood mark on his head was left, and the Nordic monk who was stunned.

Why don't I go fishing?

A Nordic monk suddenly had an idea.

...

At this time, the imperial seal had been transferred to the position in the ninth bureau.

However, due to the unstable nature of the imperial seal, the Ninth Bureau did not arrange expert research at this time.

On the contrary, the Ninth Bureau began to analyze the cemetery of the imperial jade seal. It was still an accident that happened to the Empire, but if it was released a few more times, it would be a big trouble.

In the huge conference room, Lin Liguo sat at the top, followed by Lin Yisheng, and the conference tables were filled with people.

On the huge projection in front of me, there are photos of the imperial seal and a number of cemeteries.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the cemetery of this ghost bride was left by the ancestor of the tomb robber family. Based on the information of the previous cemetery, we can basically confirm that this person is Chen Feng."

Hu Ziming had been responsible for the tomb robber family before. Based on the size of the tomb, the rich burial and the text left inside, the historical experts concluded that eight out of ten of the tomb owners were Chen Feng, an eunuch of the Ming Dynasty.

"Chen Feng, born and died unknown, was an eunuch in the Ming Dynasty. He was once the Imperial Horse Supervisor, and was one of the most arrogant mining tax envoys during the Wanli period. He was known as Gao Huai, Chen Zeng and others.

But this guy is not only an official, he is also a tomb robber. Chen Feng once used the convenience of Xianling next to Zaoyang Mine to rob the mines as a cover to rob.

And this cemetery is the ancestral tomb of the emperor of the dynasty. Of course, the most amazing thing is that after robbing the emperor's cemetery, this guy was not punished, but spent his old age in peace."

Hu Ziming briefly introduced Chen Feng, and then expressed the conclusions drawn by the masters recruited from all parties and the invited history experts in the Ninth Bureau.

"We guess that this tomb robbery was even acquiesced by the emperor. It is even possible that the emperor knew that the imperial seal was in the cemetery of his ancestors, so he asked Chen Feng to rob the tomb.

But the reason why this imperial seal was not in the hands of the emperor was unknown. It may be that Chen Feng was afraid that after offering the imperial seal, Emperor Wanli killed the donkey.

After all, it would be a shame for an emperor to steal the cemetery of his ancestors to pass on the imperial jade seal."

"I have a question. Since it is the ancestor of Emperor Wanli, why didn't he pass on the imperial seal to Emperor Wanli?"

Lin Liguo raised his hand and interrupted Hu Ziming's speech and asked, since he was his descendants who were emperors, he should not put the imperial seal in his cemetery.

"Because this ancestor is not an emperor, but a prince. His name is added after his death. Experts infer that he may be the intention to rebel. After all, many Ming Dynasty princes probably wanted to imitate their ancestor Zhu Di."

"So, it was Chen Feng who really hid the imperial seal and left it to his younger generation? How many other cemeteries did he leave?"

Lin Liguo frowned and said, judging from the incident of the imperial seal, they cannot be allowed to rob the tomb in this way.
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