"Okay, let's just talk if you have something to say." Zhan Changfeng brushed off the dust on his sleeves, looking calm and dignified as always, as if it was not she who was surrounded, but the group of people opposite.
Wu Bing groaned, as if there was a hot iron in his chest, and his whole body became dry.
Young Wu Cheng's eyes were full of fear and he sneered: "Now you have to ask for help from us. If you don't know the current situation, there will be no good results."
Zhan Changfeng felt that his communication barrier was getting worse, but he was worried about the current situation, so he explained gently: "The founding emperor made 'Tianfu' gold and silver and hid it. Although I am not sure now that this treasure is in the underground palace, according to the underground palace
Judging from the fact that the palace door has not even been opened, the gold bars in Chongming's hands were definitely not obtained from the underground palace."
"Then, it can only be that you gave it to him on purpose. This purpose is nothing more than to lure me out."
Zhan Zhang turned his head toward the palace gate and sighed: "Now that I have lost my homeland, I have nothing worthy of plotting with me. The only thing worthy of being remembered is my imperial skills."
"And in this world, I am the only one who knows how to do it."
"Don't you..."
"Cheng'er!" Wu Bing scolded the young man.
This was a fact that had to be admitted. Although Wu Bing was sure of victory, he still did not dare to underestimate her, because as she said, she was the last person who knew the art of emperors and the last orthodox emperor.
The orthodoxy here cannot be compared with blood, but refers to the thoughts, character, and heritage of the emperors of the Yin Dynasty, as well as the secrets they mastered.
With her, the imperial lineage has been truly cut off. Even if someone gets to sit on the Dabao later, they are just people superior to others.
So, even if she had nothing, Wu Bing would still call her "Your Highness."
"People of the Ming Dynasty don't tell secret words," Wu Bing said, "We want different things from you. If you can open this door, I will never make things difficult for you."
"How did you know that we want different things?" Zhan Changfeng thought this was very interesting. Is there anything else in it besides the Dragon Armor Divine Medal?
Wu Bing said confidently, "The world is about to be in chaos. You want to take the Dragon Armor, Divine Medal, Military Aircraft Chapter and the treasure, right?"
"I, the Gaotian clan, have no interest in the world." He said proudly.
If one of them is not interested, then what are they interested in? Zhan Changfeng suddenly felt that this underground palace was not as natural as she imagined.
"Remember what you said." She replied casually, looking carefully at the heavy copper door.
Wu Bing and others stood far away and did not bother.
Wu Cheng said displeasedly: "Why didn't the Patriarch pass down the Dragon Armor Divine Seal? Otherwise, why would we act based on her expression?"
"This cannot be said," Wu Bing shook his head and said, "The Dragon Armor Divine Medal is not owned by the Patriarch. It chose the late king on its own, and there is nothing the Patriarch can do about it."
Wu Cheng was silent, staring at Zhan Changfeng's back, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
He was so focused in his thoughts that Zhan Changfeng suddenly turned around and glanced at him.
But after Zhan Changfeng glanced at him, he didn't look at him again, but said to Wu Bing: "Did you take away the treasure of the founding emperor?"
"I see that the 'Tianfu' gold bar is indeed eight hundred years old and is not made today."
"..." Wu Bing said dumbly, don't you take us too seriously, and you are still thinking about things outside yourself at this time?!
"Haha, the Tianfu gold bar in the hands of the Gaotian clan was given to the ancestor by the late king at that time." Wu Bing felt bad when he said it. It felt like it was a reward from the emperor, and they kept it as a family heirloom for eight hundred years.
As expected, Zhan Changfeng gave him a complicated look.
Just as Wu Bing was about to explain, Zhan Changfeng nodded happily, "That's right. I haven't found it yet. How could you possibly find it?"
Oh, let me go. Wu Bing covered his abnormal heartbeat and was so angry that his orifices were smoking, "You, please open the door quickly!"
The old man really didn't want to say another word to her.
After Zhan Changfeng got the answer, he had no desire to speak and concentrated on studying the things in front of him.
This giant heavy copper door is all covered with movable reliefs, which hide the power of the Bagua. It is just the absence of Qian and Kun, so it is not difficult to unravel it.
only...
She stepped back a little and instructed Jiang Wei, "Go and move the relief one foot and three feet on the right side to the Qian position, and move the one on the lower left nine and a half feet to the Kun position."
"Okay." Jiang Wei raised her head to find the correct position, used Qinggong to fly up, and did as she said, returning the universe to its proper place.
As soon as the universe returns to its original position, the gears rotate, and the reliefs all over the door begin to move, unraveling layer by layer.
Wu Bing and others watched indifferently, unmoved. This mechanism was indeed not difficult, and they had solved it before. The difficulty was in the latter part.
The relief is like a lock. When the lock is opened, the first door recedes to both sides, revealing another copper door.
In the middle of this bronze door is a chess game.
Zhan Changfeng looked at it carefully for a long time and said, "I can't untie it."
"Are you kidding us?" Wu Cheng said disdainfully, "What kind of ability does she have? She is just struggling to her death. Grandpa, I happen to be short of a weapon, why don't you give her to me."
Wu Bing naturally didn't believe it. Although only the emperors of the past dynasties in this world knew about Qi Men Dun Jia, and no one else knew about it, the ancestor Gao Tian had followed the founding emperor, so he knew a thing or two about the layout techniques of Qi Men Dun Jia.
"Your Highness, please don't be joking. Couldn't this chess game be solved using the art of Qimen Dunjia?" His voice was a little harsher and hoarse.
"It is true that we need to use the method of Qi Men Dun Jia," Zhan Changfeng did not deny this, "but it is not Qi Men Dun Jia."
There are one thousand and eighty rounds of Qi Men Dun Jia, which has remained unchanged since ancient times.
But here, one thousand and eighty games are condensed into one hundred and eighty games, which are assigned to one hundred and eighty black and white stones to form a game of chess.
The confrontation between black and white is also a 180-game interplay of mutual reinforcement and restraint, which can be said to be a wonderful creation.
Zhan Changfeng's mind rarely fluctuated, just like the first time she picked up the sword, the first time she sat in the Jinglun Hall, the first time she ordered hundreds of officials.
Unknowns and challenges are her lifelong pursuit.
At this time, her excitement was aroused, so she ignored those unnecessary personnel matters, and stood firmly in front of the chess field, with thousands of troops and horses in her mind, and the situation was changing rapidly.
When the Gaotian clan saw her standing silently, they were very impatient and wanted to push her forward, but Wu Bing stopped her.
Wu Bing has a sharp eye. Seeing her looking like this, he must be deducing a way to break the situation. Why not wait.
Wait, two hours passed.
Wu Cheng's back ached from standing, "Grandpa, she's just delaying. Do you really believe her? Maybe her subordinates outside will come looking for her if she doesn't come out for a long time."
"Wait a little longer," Wu Bing also felt inappropriate, "Go out and keep an eye on it."
One person must be ordered to leave.
Zhan Changfeng calculated the 1,080 games based on the 180 games on the chess field. It was smooth at the beginning, but became more and more difficult as it progressed.
In particular, although she had memorized all the 1,080 rounds, she still had nearly 500 rounds that she had not mastered. Now that she was forced to push back, she fell into shackles.
She made a prompt decision, stopped pushing back, and rehearsed the game for 500 rounds.
More than half of the time has passed in a blink of an eye. This time, not to mention the people of the Gaotian clan, Song Shizi and Knocking Mountain Guest all complained.
The two brothers in a dilemma were already slumped on the ground, leaning on each other. Knocking Mountain Guest said feebly, "When she finishes, I'm afraid I will be tortured to death by this Gu."
Song Shizi's face suddenly changed, "We don't seem to have an agreement. If she helps them unlock the door, they can unlock the poison for us."
Knocking the mountain guest’s face changed this time, but not at all!
"Hey, brothers from the Gaotian Clan, we are here to do a mission. We are purely hired. Don't do it randomly!"
"Exactly, even if we have to pay for our own lives, it's easy to negotiate!"
Although I was very surprised when I learned that the person who hired them was the former crown prince, it was no use now that the King of Heaven was here. The most important thing was to save his life.
"Xiao Zhao" each punched them, "Be honest and don't yell, otherwise you will die faster."
The two dared not speak out in anger, and looked at Jiang Wei as if asking for help.
Jiang Wei deliberately delayed the conversation and said, "The brothers in the front are all talented. How did you get in?"
"Xiao Zhao" laughed loudly and tore off the human skin mask on his face, "They were really ruthless in what they did. They killed Uncle Yuan who was leading the way as soon as they arrived. But what can this change? Whoever steps into the border of Qishan
, whoever comes under our noses, leads the way, and replaces an individual, is nothing."
Seeing the hatred in his eyes, Jiang Wei felt a sudden thought, "Are they all dead?"
"How easy it is to die," said "Xiao Zhao" with a strange smile, "You are right in what you said, that group of people are all talented, and the flesh and blood on their bodies are of the highest quality, and are most suitable for testing Gu.
Already."
The poison tester and the medicine tester were almost the same. When Jiang Wei heard this, he frowned and became extremely angry, and his muscles bulged.
They were soldiers and strangers, but they suffered the most despicable death. How can we not make people feel heartbroken?
Jiang Wei almost wanted to take action, but in the end he could only sneer, "Good trick."