The fifty-fifth volume, the fifteenth chapter, the black hand Yama
Zhang Tie followed the old man up the stone path from the foot of the mountain. The scenery on Hutuo Mountain is beautiful and full of spiritual energy. Just beside the stone path, there is a gurgling mountain stream. The stream is extremely clear. In the stream,
You can see giant salamanders, green turtles and traces of fish hidden among the rocks in the stream everywhere. There are layers of trees beside the stone path. From time to time, monkeys jump on the trees, and the crisp calls of birds ring in your ears from time to time.
, Zhang Tie looked at it and nodded secretly, this place is indeed good and very nurturing.?
In just over ten minutes, the two of them reached the halfway point of Hutuo Mountain. Here, they could already see a large number of buildings built in the mountain and a lot of people. Many people were busy here. Zhang Tie looked at it.
Arriving at the square in the building, someone directed a group of people to carry out huge bamboo dustpans with a diameter of more than one meter from the room and took them to the square to dry.
In some rooms, water vapor is steaming, which means people are cooking medicine, and in other rooms, there are blazing fires, which means people are refining elixirs. When they come here, what Zhang Tie smells in his nose are all kinds of herbs and elixirs.
The smell of medicine.
Those busy people turned a blind eye to Zhang Tie, each doing their own thing. The old man took Zhang Tie directly through the buildings, and then passed through two colorful medicinal gardens, and then came to a relatively quiet place.
, arranged Zhang Tie in a flower hall, asked someone to serve Zhang Tie tea, and told Zhang Tie to wait here. He took the things Zhang Tie gave him to Bian Heng to see. If Bian Heng wanted to see him,
If he didn't want to see him, the old man would return Zhang Tie's things to Zhang Tie and send him down the mountain.
Zhang Tie nodded and sat peacefully in the flower hall, drinking tea with a mouthful of fragrant tea and waiting for Bian Heng's arrival.
Zhang Tie believes that Bian Heng will definitely come. If Bian Heng is an ordinary person, he may not come. But since Bian Heng is already a saint, he will definitely come because the thing he handed over to the old man is a
A gold coin, an ordinary and brand-new Taixia gold coin.
There is no gold in the Sky World, let alone gold coins. That gold coin has a lot of information and meaning. For ordinary people, a gold coin may not be important and cannot be used as food, but for those who have already stood at the highest point of the Sky World
To these people, that gold coin is of great value. The same thing means different things to people standing at different heights.
Zhang Tie did not believe that Bian Heng was not interested in something that could interest the first-level master of the God Emperor of the Sky World. If so, then the so-called Black Hand Yama is just a short-sighted person.
While Zhang Tie drank tea, his powerful mental power spread out instantly, sensing the surrounding situation.
Just after the old man left the flower hall, a trace of Zhang Tie's mental energy followed the old man through the corridor and yard next to the flower hall, and then came to an attic and knocked on the door.
"Come in..." A slightly dry voice came from the attic.
The old man went in, and so did Zhang Tie...
Under the gaze of Zhang Tie's "mental power", he saw a man with short stature, messy hair, a flat garlic nose, and a pair of menacing small eyes sitting in front of a desk, with his hands in his hands.
He was holding a pen on his hand and was writing something on the paper with a troubled and painful expression.
Is this old guy with an unattractive appearance, even a bit of a funny look, the famous gangster Yama Bianheng in the world of skyscrapers?
Zhang Tie was slightly surprised.
However, even if Bian Heng was a holy master, at this time, he did not notice that Zhang Tie's mental power had quietly invaded his attic and was watching him silently from another angle.
The room was a mess. The walls, tables, and even the floor were all piled with drawings with various numbers written on them, or drawings with various long and short line segments and various grids.
"Master, someone brought something today..."
The first words of the old man who brought Zhang Tie up solved Zhang Tie's doubts. This old man was none other than Black Hand Yama Bianheng. The old man with the level 1 strength of the Wind God General was actually just a servant of Black Hand Yama Bianheng.
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"Is there someone else who is carrying the sign of the God-Emperor of some temple to get me to take action?" The old man with a messy head didn't even turn around. He was still frowning and looking at the numbers on the paper.
He waved his hand patiently and yelled fiercely, "Tell him to get lost. I don't have that much time to waste. If the Star Emperor or the Martial Emperor don't come in person, I will coax the others away..."
The old man said nothing, but gently placed the gold coin Zhang brought on the table in front of Black Hand Yama Bianheng.
Bian Heng didn't pay attention at first, but as soon as he glanced at the gold coin, he was slightly stunned. Then he put down the pen in his hand, picked up the gold coin, turned it over in his hand, and looked at it with a smile on his face.
His expression slowly became serious.
The gold coin that Zhang Tie brought was different in style from the one that Emperor Wu gave to the Dragon Emperor, but it was also a standard gold coin circulating in Taixia. The front of this gold coin showed a graceful maid playing the piano, while the back was
It is an architectural image of the magnificent Xuanyuan Bank headquarters.
"Who brought this thing...?" Bianheng said, his eyes still staring at the exquisite patterns on the gold coin and the fonts printed on it.
"A young man who looks about twenty years old!" the old man said calmly.
"Is it from the temple?"
"Probably not. That young man came alone. His strength is low, but it's hard to see through..."
Bian Heng pondered for a moment, then looked at the gold coins in his hand, and finally stood up from the chair, "Okay, then I'll go meet this young man..."
After saying that, Bianheng strode out of the attic. The old man followed behind and closed the attic door again.
Zhang Tie's trace of mental power was still in the attic at this time. He "looked" at the walls of the room and found several pictures hanging on the walls of the room, which seemed to be the reasoning of the Bagua and some...
What Zhang Tie could not understand were lines and numbers, but what Zhang Tie could understand were a few pictures, which were the traditional Chinese Nine Palaces Picture, Sixteenth Palace Picture, and Twenty-Five Palace Picture.
In mathematical terms, the Nine Palaces diagram is a third-order magic square, the Sixteenth Palace diagram is a fourth-order magic square, and the Twenty-fifth Palace diagram is a fifth-order magic square...
On the wall of that room, the magic square image hung up has reached the seventh level, and what was just laid out on the table, leaving Bian Ping scratching his head and thinking hard, is an unfinished eighth-level magic square image.
On the crumpled papers on the ground, there are basically wrong eighth-order magic squares and various calculation figures.
What is Blackhand Yama Bianheng doing?
Looking at the various patterns and numbers in the room, Zhang Tie was also confused...
But one thing is for sure, the so-called Jiugongge is just a simple term. In Chinese culture, another name for Jiugongge is "Luo Shu". Legend has it that this is a mysterious thing left by the gods.
It is the root of the five elements and the source of magic, which contains infinite mysteries...