Chapter 549: Changes in the Eastern Palace Back at their residence, the four of them gathered around the copied star map that night. The Rain Master's concubine used cinnabar to highlight the anomaly: "In the past three hundred years, whenever the Emperor's Star dims, there will be a large number of babies disappearing." The tail of the white mirror is wrapped with a copy of "Imperial Medical Records": "Since the 123rd year of the beginning of the year, the current emperor has been in seclusion every 30 years for recuperation, and the time is just right." Su Mu suddenly dropped the teacup. Everyone turned around and saw him staring at a line of words with a pale face: "In the fifth hundred and twenty-third year, the Emperor Star of Ziwei Palace was dim. Taixuan Zhenren entered the palace and was not allowed to come back..." Thunder roared outside the window, and heavy rain poured down. Su Mu stroked the golden scale fragments and suddenly said, "I want to go back to Taishen Palace." Jiang Wen looked at the line of words on the book, which read Taixuan. He looked serious, knowing that this matter was related to Su Mu. He had always been worried about the death of Taixuan Zhenren, and now seeing something about Taixuan, he naturally felt resentful. …… The night was as dark as ink, and dew condensed on the glazed tiles of the library in the Taishen Palace. Jiang Wen's fingertips stroked the yellowed ancient books, and the green jade lamp cast a swaying halo on the desk. He was looking up the records about "heaven's destiny" in "Daqian Tianming History". “The destiny of mankind is not granted by heaven, but inherited by all living beings.” The tiny calligraphy flickered in the candlelight. “The Emperor of Mankind is favored by the wishes of all people, but the seven emotions and six desires are like ulcers attached to his bones.” A corner of the page was torn off here, and the remaining blood stains were dark brown. squeak- There was a slight noise coming from the wooden ladder. Jiang Wen turned around and saw that the person coming was Su Mu's junior fellow Xuanming. This Taishen Palace monk, who was usually taciturn, had mud stains on the hem of his Taoist robe.

When they were visiting the residence before, Su Mu had said that the book about the destiny of the emperor was stored in the Taishen Palace. If Jiang Wen wanted to see it, he could go with him, so Jiang Wen and Su Mu came to the Taishen Palace together. "Master Jiang." Xuanming's voice was tense, "This is what you want." He handed over a scroll of silk, on which was the dragon claw pattern that Jiang Wen had seen in the altar corridor the night before. There is an additional line of cinnabar annotation in the lower right corner of the silk book: "The seventh day of the seventh month of the Guimao year, the old case of the East Palace." Jiang Wen squinted his eyes and read it carefully. It said that the prince died suddenly fifty years ago, on the seventh day of the seventh month. "This was found in the secret room of the God Worship Society's envoys." Xuan Ming's throat rolled, "A few days ago, the God Worship Society's envoys brought twelve disciples into the Zihuan Palace." Zihuan Palace, where the emperor was in seclusion. Jiang Wen remembered that Yu Shiqi once said that the emperor would disappear for the whole day on the seventh day of every month. Suddenly a firefly flew by outside the window, and Xuanming took a half step back like a frightened crane: "I have said everything I need to say, Master Jiang, take care." When he turned around, Jiang Wen caught a glimpse of a dark red spot on his neck, shaped like a reverse scale. The next day, Master Yu's concubine brought new clues. She found something from the main altar of the Taiping Dao. The fragments of "Taiyi Shenshu" recorded the art of transferring destiny: "It requires 8,100 drops of blood of a loved one, supplemented by the dragon vein and earth energy, to move the stars and change the constellations, transform into a real dragon, and change destiny against the will of heaven." "The blood of loved ones?" Bai Jing's fox ears trembled, "Could it be that those babies..." "Not necessarily." Jiang Wen unfolded the layout map of the imperial capital, "Look here." His fingertips were pointing at the location of the Imperial Palace in the imperial capital. On the dragon vein node marked with cinnabar, there was a faint ink-stained lotus pattern superimposed - it was the mark of the worship meeting. “If the blood of a loved one is used as a sacrifice, then…” Before Jiang Wen could finish his words, Li Xiangyue beside him turned pale. She stared blankly outside, whispering to herself, "My father, my brother and sister, are they in danger?" Li Xiangyue and Jiang Wen came to the imperial capital with the thought of saving their parents in their hearts. But now seeing all the secrets, perhaps the truth is more terrible than she thought. The Son of Heaven—eats his relatives. "Don't worry, the time has not come yet." Jiang Wen comforted. "It takes time for the emperor to act." "Since we have clues about the former crown prince, maybe we can go to the former crown prince's palace to have a look." Yu Shiqi suggested. "Although the Taiping Dao didn't leave behind the Imperial Palace Map when they attacked the Imperial Palace, they still have the map of the Eastern Palace. Why not go to the Eastern Palace to have a look, maybe we can get something." Jiang Wentingyu's words also seemed feasible. This worship meeting must be related to the emperor, and perhaps there are clues in the East Palace.

At night, everything is quiet. The three sneaked into the East Palace. The abandoned palace was covered with cobwebs. Behind a half-faded silk curtain, Jiang Wen's spiritual sense swept through the abandoned East Palace and found a gilded dagger hidden in the secret compartment. He took it out and found that the blade was stained with black and purple stains. When he got close, he could smell a familiar and strange smell. "This should be the Seven-Star Dagger that the Emperor personally gave to the former Crown Prince during his coming-of-age ceremony." Yu Shi's concubine wrapped the dagger with a silk handkerchief. "It is said that the Crown Prince died suddenly that night, and this dagger pierced his heart." Suddenly, Bai Jing looked at the roof of the abandoned palace. She stared at the overlapping scratches on the beams and pillars: "These marks look like they were left by dragon claws." Jiang Wen raised his hand and touched the charred beam, and his fingertips felt some black air. Just as he was about to take a closer look, he heard the jingling of jewelry in the distance. I saw an old man leading several monks wearing Taishen Palace star-patterned robes entering one after another. The leader was actually an elder of Taishen Palace. "Your Excellency is in such a good mood." The elder of Taishen Palace smiled, and the magic gourd in his hand glowed slightly, shaking the dust on the beam to fall. "Exploring the Forbidden Palace at night, but are you trying to find out the secrets of heaven?" At this time, a man stepped out from the shadows. He said coldly, "Bringing disciples from the Grand Divine Palace here, could it be that the Fourth Elder is also here to enjoy the moon?" The person who came was Su Mu, who seemed to understand what was happening. The air suddenly stagnated. The monks of Taishen Palace formed a formation, and the seven stars on their robes glowed faintly. Jiang Wen noticed that there was a layer of faint black mist in the eyes of these monks, exactly the same as the black mist in the jade coffin that day. The confrontation was broken by a sudden scream. A eunuch covered in flames rushed out from the northwest corner of the hall, waving his charred arms wildly: "Ghost! There is a ghost!!" The elder of the Grand Palace suddenly changed his expression, and the gourd swung out thousands of silver threads. The eunuch was instantly twisted into a bloody mist, but the blood beads that exploded actually condensed into blood-colored mist in the air. The fog turned into a ferocious beast and pounced towards the elder. "How dare you!" The elder waved his sleeves to disperse the blood hexagram. When he turned around, his robe was stained with dark red. He looked slightly angry. "You are not innocent of what happened tonight." "Elder, you might as well take a look at this." Jiang Wen suddenly threw out a gilded dagger. The moment the elder caught the dagger, dense spells suddenly appeared on the blade. Those words twisted like snakes, and they turned out to be the "Dragon Slaying Spell" recorded in the secret book of Taishen Palace. The elder trembled slightly: "Where did you get this?" "Why don't I ask what you send to Zihuan Palace on the seventh day of every month?" Yu Shiqi suddenly spoke, holding a golden scale in her palm, "This thing is mixed with the secret medicine of Taishen Palace, and it must be able to temporarily suppress the backlash of destiny." The elder's hair crown suddenly burst, and his white hair moved without wind: "Do you know what taboo you are touching?" "Elder, do you know?" Su Mu offered his magic weapon, "Over the years, the twenty-seven disciples of Taishen Palace who disappeared finally appeared on the list of the God Worship Association." "If I'm not mistaken, this matter might be related to the Fourth Elder? Then, does the Fourth Elder know where my fellow disciple Li Yunshang is?" The elder's face changed, and then he looked at Jiang Wen and others. When the situation was tense, a whistling sound pierced through the night. The floor tiles under their feet suddenly cracked, revealing a deep tunnel below. A strong stench of decay gushed out, and a faint black mist could be seen rising. "What is this place?" everyone was surprised. Jiang Wen just took a quick glance and then jumped into the tunnel first, followed by everyone else. After winding for a hundred steps, the view suddenly opened up - a vast underground palace appeared. There are nine bronze tripods in the underground palace, and behind the tripods is a crystal coffin. When everyone got closer, they found a young man lying in the coffin.

A seven-star dagger was stuck in his chest. Countless golden threads extended from his body, and the other end was connected to a curled up dragon-shaped black shadow. (End of this chapter)