Volume 55 Chapter 15

Zhang Tie followed the old man from the foot of the mountain along the stone path all the way up. The scenery on Hutuo Mountain is beautiful and full of aura. Just beside the stone path, there is a stream in the mountain. The stream is extremely clear. In the stream, You can see salamanders, green turtles and fishes hidden in the stones of the stream everywhere. There are layers of trees beside the stone path, and monkeys jump on the trees from time to time, and the clear and crisp bird calls ring out in your ears from time to time. , Zhang Tie looked at it, and nodded secretly, this place is indeed good and very nourishing. ?

In just over ten minutes, the two of them came to the halfway up Hutuo Mountain. Here, you can already see a large building built in the mountain and a lot of people. Many people are busy here. Zhang Tie just watched On the square in the middle of the building, someone commanded a group of servants to lift huge bamboo dustpans with a diameter of more than one meter out of the room and take them to the square to dry.

In some rooms, the steam is steaming, which means that medicine is being boiled, and in some rooms, the flames are blazing, that is, alchemy is being made. When you come here, what you smell in Zhang Tie’s nose are all kinds of herbs and pills The smell of medicine.

The busy people turned a blind eye to Zhang Tie and went about their own business. The old man led Zhang Tie directly through those buildings, then through two colorful medicine gardens, and then came to a relatively quiet place , arranged Zhang Tie in a flower hall, asked someone to serve tea to Zhang Tie, told Zhang Tie to wait here, and he showed the things Zhang Tie gave him to Bian Heng to have a look. If Bian Heng wanted to see him, If you don't want to see him, then the old man will return Zhang Tie's things to Zhang Tie and send him down the mountain.

Zhang Tie nodded, and sat in the flower hall with peace of mind, drinking tea with a mouthful of fragrant tea, waiting for Bian Heng to arrive.

Zhang Tie believes that Bianheng will definitely come. If Bianheng is an ordinary person, he may not necessarily come. Since Bianheng is already a holy rank, then he will definitely come—because the things he gave to the old man, It was just a gold coin, an ordinary and brand new Taixia gold coin.

There is no gold in the Skyscraper Realm, let alone gold coins. That gold coin has a lot of information and meaning. To these people, that gold coin is of great value—the same thing has different meanings to people standing at different heights.

Zhang Tie didn't believe that Bian Heng wasn't interested in things that could interest a first-level master of the Sky Emperor. If so, then the so-called black hand Yan Luo was just a short-sighted person.

While Zhang Tie was drinking tea, his powerful mental power instantly dissipated, sensing the surrounding situation.

Just after the old man left the flower hall, a trace of Zhang Tie's mental strength also 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 Zhang Tie also went in...

Under the gaze of Zhang Tie's "spiritual power", he saw a man with short stature, messy silver hair, a flat bulbous nose, and a pair of aggressive small eyes sitting in front of a desk. Holding a pen in his hand, he was writing something on the paper with a troubled expression on his face.

This unattractive, even funny-looking old guy is Yan Luo Bianheng, the famous black hand in the Skyscraper Realm?

Zhang Tie was slightly surprised.

But even if Bian Heng is a master of the holy rank, at this time, Zhang Tie's spiritual power has quietly invaded his attic, and he is silently watching him from another angle.

The room was a mess, the walls, the table, and even the floor were filled with various numbers, or drawings with various long and short line segments and various grids.

"Master, a person brought something today..."

The first sentence of the old man who brought Zhang Tie up solved Zhang Tie's doubts. This old man,

It was Yan Luo Bianheng, the black hand, that old man who had the strength of a Fengshen general, but he was actually just a servant of Yan Luo Bianheng, the black hand.

"Did someone bring the signboard of the god emperor god king of some temple to let me take action?" The messy old man didn't even turn around, he was still frowning, looking at the numbers on the paper, no Waving his hand impatiently, he roared ferociously, "Let him go, I don't have so much time to waste, it's not Xinghuang or Wuhuang who come in person, I will coax everyone else away..."

The old man didn't say anything, just put the gold coin brought by Zhang gently on the table in front of Yan Luo Bianheng, the black hand.

Bing Heng didn't pay attention at the beginning, but when his eyes swept over the gold coin, he was slightly taken aback. Then he put down the pen in his hand, picked up the gold coin, and looked at it over and over in his hand. His expression slowly became serious.

The gold coin brought by Zhang Tie is different from the one given to the Dragon Emperor by the Emperor Wu, but it is also a standard gold coin circulating in Taixia. It is an architectural image of the majestic Xuanyuan Bank headquarters.

"This thing... who brought it?" Bing Heng opened his mouth, his eyes still fixed on the exquisite pattern on the gold coin and the characters printed on it.

"A young man who looks to be around 20 years old!" the old man said calmly.

"Is it from the temple?"

"Probably not, that young man came alone, his strength is low, but people can't see through the depth..."

Bing Heng pondered for a while, 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 speaking, Bian Heng strode out of the attic directly, followed by the old man, and closed the door of the attic again.

Zhang Tie's spiritual power was still in the attic at this time. He "looked" on the wall of the room, and found a few pictures hanging on the wall of the room, which seemed to be reasoning of gossip and trigrams. Zhang Tie can't understand things, lines and numbers, and there are a few pictures that Zhang Tie can understand. They are the traditional Chinese nine palaces, sixteen palaces, and twenty five palaces.

The Nine Palaces Diagram, in the language of mathematics, is a third-order magic square, the Sixteenth Palace Diagram is a fourth-order magic square, and the Twenty-Five Palaces diagram is a fifth-order magic square...

On the wall of that room, the image of the magic square hanging out has reached the seventh order, and what has just been spread on the table, making Bingheng scratch his head and ponder over it, is an unfinished eighth-order magic square. On the crumpled paper on the ground, there are basically wrong eighth-order magic squares and various calculation numbers.

What is the underhand Yan Luo Bianheng doing?

Looking at the various patterns and numbers in the room, Zhang Tie was also puzzled...

But one thing is for sure, the so-called Jiugongge is just a simple term. In Chinese culture, another name for Jiugongge is that it is said that it is a mysterious thing left by the gods and is the root of the five elements. , the source of spells, which contains infinite mysteries...

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