Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Four: Bu Lian

ong as I can't spread my wings and fly, as long as I can't break free from this confinement, I will never surpass Zhu Wei."Zhao Lang noticed that Wei Yan's knuckles were white from gripping the knife...“That’s it.” After a while of banter, Yu Beidou said, “The outer courtyard-level Dao Technique I promised you is originally given indiscriminately, and it may not necessarily be suitable. Now I will customize it for you. You can choose any type of Dao Technique you want, and this condition will offset the price of those pieces of Dao Yuan Stone. What do you think”

"It's Yuan Shi." Jiang Wang reminded, "And it's not a few pieces, it's dozens of pieces."

"I'm just saying a rough estimate, you understand what I mean by imaginary numbers" Yu Beidou glared at him.

“I understand imaginary numbers,” Jiang Wang nodded. “That means that if I don’t object, it becomes a real number as we speak.”

"You just tell me whether you agree or not! If you don't agree, then delay for a few days!"

"Alright," Jiang Wang said, pinching his nose.

"You still have a good eye for things!" Yu Beidou instantly retracted his anger, and his voice softened with a light smile. "Kid, you have great taste! You definitely made a profit!"

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"I have a business in Qi," said Jiang Wang.

“Huh” Yu Beidou didn't understand why he suddenly said that.

“In business, you encounter all sorts of people. Not everyone is trustworthy, and contracts can't regulate everything. I've seen a lot of bad debts and come to accept them.”

"It's better than nothing, I suppose," Jiang Wang sighed. "What else can we do"

“Indeed, the world is going downhill and people's hearts are no longer pure!” Yu Beidou seemed to completely misunderstand the subtext and continued with a heavy sigh: “In this world, there are very few people like you and me who keep our promises. That’s why I admire you so much and am so generous to you. Do you understand”

“I’ll be straight to the point,” Jiang Wang said, “I want a tracking-type Taoist technique, preferably one that starts from soul power. Do you have any suitable techniques”

Examining all that I currently possess, I have the immortal art of steady progress in cultivation, killing arts such as swordsmanship, fire realm, and five divine abilities. My soul attack methods have also been supplemented. My state Taoist arts include the hearing fairy form and five secret storages...

To be honest, there aren't many shortcomings anymore. Right now, the most important thing Jiang Wang wants to improve is his skills in tracking and anonymity.

This way, the next time he tracks down opponents like Yang Xuance, he won't easily fall into an ambush. If pursued by opponents like Zhao Xuanyang, it would also allow him to buy some more time.

Tracking and anonymity complement each other, he leans more towards tracking abilities, which is essentially another form of offense-turned-defense.

And tracking a lead, it's best to start from the five senses. Grasping the clues of the five senses, trace back to the source. Of course, there are also many top-secret techniques among them, but they tend to be similar and easy to counter. If possible, Jiang Wang would still like to leverage his advantages in the soul realm.

Based on these considerations, rather specific requirements were put forward.

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Yu Beidou didn't make things difficult. After a moment of contemplation, he said: "What tracking techniques do you currently possess Why don't you demonstrate them"

Jiang Wang directly flicked his finger, and wisps of smoke condensed at his fingertips, taking the shape of weeping grass, swaying in the air.

“The rank is lower than I expected.” Yu Beidou casually teased, “It seems Captain Jiang lacks experience in catching criminals. Qi Guo’s blue badge doesn’t seem to have any high requirements!”

Jiang Wang remained silent, lying flat and accepting the ridicule. Having not handled many cases since joining the force, he didn't have the confidence to claim he deserved the blue badge on his waist.

Yu Beidou said, his hand still moving. With a light touch, he grasped the Mourning Grass condensed from Taoist arts in his hand and gazed at it silently for a while.

"The foundation of this sorcery is quite good, with decent room for evolution. I can add some ideas to it, and even integrate a portion of another secret art."

He described it so, then with his fingers slightly spread, he formed them upwards into a "bowl shape".

The incense formed by the smoke, a remembrance grass, hovered quietly above his palm.

It seems like it's just floating, but there are subtle differences.

Jiang Wang stared intently and noticed that there was a transparent cover on Yu Beidou's palm, enveloping the remembrance grass within it.

With this transparent veil as the dome, and the palm of one's hand as the earth, a miniature world is formed, known as heaven round and earth square. Independent within this cave, it has no connection with elsewhere.

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Within this palm-sized space, things begin to change.

But then, the verdant grass turned to withered yellow, wilting and reviving again.

From a blade of grass, to a fading strand.

Life and death are but a fleeting moment.

In the palm of your hand, a world unfolds where blades of emerald grass live and die.

From beginning to end, constantly repeating.

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This was novel at first glance, but after looking at it for a while, it became quite monotonous. Yet, Jiang Wang watched intently, unable to take his eyes away.

He vaguely seemed to see something, but that glimmer of light always flickered just out of reach. He simply didn't want to miss any details and had an intuition that he shouldn't.

Then, Yu Beidou flipped his hand.

Then the heavens and the earth were overturned.

This miniature world of evolving emerald grass has vanished from your grasp.

Yu Beidou stretched out his hand to Jiang Wang, and said softly, "Next."

Jiang Wangyi reached out her hand, and a semi-transparent sphere landed in her palm.

Within the sphere, a wisp of emerald grass solidified.

This translucent orb had a tangible feel, smooth and cool. But when it landed in Jiang Wang's palm, it unexpectedly sank "downwards," pressing against his palm and falling inward, as if sinking into water.

And Jiang Wang's palm, just like the surface of a lake.

The little ball sinks continuously, disappearing in the palm of the hand, sinking into the “water.”

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At the same time, in Jiang Wang's heart, words of pacification flowed silently.

This is a brand new "memorial," a tracing technique from outside the system!

"How is it" Yu Beidou looked at him with pride: "This technique is the best in the outer layers, but if you fight it, your soul will sense it, and it will never stop within three days, chasing you even for thousands of miles! You lucky boy!"

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In Jiang Wang's view, this Taoism was very similar to Lin Youxie's family tradition of " Nian Chen". However, the principle of Nian Chen was to track the target by leaving a mark on it. The newly evolved pursuit art of Yu Beidou, however, engraved his cognition of the target at the level of his soul, thus forming a perception at the soul level.

Compared, the Dust of Remembrance is more precise and has a longer duration. The Art of Reminiscence, however, is more subtle.

After careful consideration, Jiang Wang nodded and said, "Not bad."

He got up abruptly: "Mr. Yu, farewell."

"Hey, wait!" Yu Beidou reached out and pulled him back to sit beside him. "You young punk, how can you go back on your word so easily I haven't finished speaking yet!"

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Facing Yu Beidou, Jiang Wang naturally had no room to resist.

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Being pressed against the side, I could only sit. But my voice was calm and composed, neither humble nor arrogant: "I thought we were a transaction, each owing nothing to the other."

“Alas!” Yu Beidou wore a gloomy expression: “It seems you still have something against me, harboring resentment in your heart!”

"The word 'hate' is a bit strong, don't you think" Jiang Wang said earnestly. "Jiang Wang just knows his own limitations and believes he doesn't have the ability to interfere in your affairs. He also doesn't want to risk his own life again. Perhaps you have your own mission and responsibilities, perhaps great and profound, but I also have my own path to walk."

Yu Beidou's town of Blood Demon and Extermination Master was undoubtedly a righteous act.

But Jiang Wang also had his own life. He had no elders, no backing, he had to be responsible for himself.

"Understood." Yu Beidou stopped teasing and focused his gaze on a spot not far ahead: "Actually, I didn't have anything else to find you for. I just wanted to chat with you for a bit. Maybe it's because I'm getting older... or are you in a hurry"

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Jiang Wang remembered that Yu Beidou's gaze was fixed on where the Blood Demon and the fortune-teller had been lying earlier. Of course, there was now no trace of them left, everything vanished in Yan Chunhui's sword strike.

At this moment, Yu Beidou seemed to have shed the aura of a strongman, giving off the feeling of an old, solitary man.

“What would you like to talk about” Jiang Wang relaxed her body’s resistance and sat more comfortably. She said honestly, “I’m talking to you now as a junior to a senior out of goodwill. If there’s anything during our conversation that I feel I shouldn’t hear, I will leave immediately. Please understand.”

"Is it like being bitten by a snake once and fearing a rope for ten years" Yu Beidou chuckled self-deprecatingly. "I guess I am a terrible person after all, because seeing a glimpse of the future allows me to manipulate the game at will. Doing what I believe is right while disregarding others' feelings... Isn't that horrible It's understandable that you'd want to avoid me like the plague."

Jiang Wang thought to himself, this Yu Zhenren wasn't so unaware of himself after all.

He merely said, "Perhaps I am too cautious. It seems I have amused you."

Yu Beidou kept staring at the empty patch of ground, unsure whether he was looking at the vanished Blood Demon or the fortune teller.

As for these two, he seemed equally indifferent.

Yu Beidou did not continue the topic, but instead began his story with a question:

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"Do you know what fortune-telling is"

Jiang Wang thought for a moment, then shook his head.

Besides knowing that it was an ancient divination technique and that Yu Beidou had inherited it, he knew nothing else. He really didn't know what he could talk to Yu Beidou about.

"Divination is the art of gazing into the future."

In the time long, long ago, there was no future to speak of, at least not for humankind.

Countless humans have thrived on this earth.

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For millennia, they lived in blissful ignorance, their lives a cycle of birth and death like that of the grass.

The spring wind brings new life, and the wild fire has burned itself out.

Human beings are born and die in generations, bringing nothing to this world when they arrive, and leaving nothing behind when they depart.

Leaving no trace behind, so for millions of years.

Among countless ordinary humans, there was one who stood out, looking up.

I saw the faint glimmer of dawn, and a slightly different path ahead.

Then this person said, maybe we could try, walking in that direction...

This is the origin of divination.

Yu Beidou said slowly, “That man’s name is Bu Lian. He was one of the Eight Sages of Emperor Shennong, in charge of divination and rituals to appease heaven and pray for blessings. Because he was the first to enlighten the emperor, he is also known as the Teacher of the Emperor.”

Dividing history into grand eras, the river of time flows so powerfully—ancient times, archaic times, medieval times, modern times, and the present.

Each of these grand eras is vast and awe-inspiring. They can also be subdivided into many smaller periods according to time and events.

For example, the era of flying swords and the era of immortals all belong to this vast historical period known as the ancient times.

In the ancient times, the era of monster races ruling over the world, was the longest in history. Its beginning is unknown and how long it lasted remains unverified.

At that time, the meridians of the human race were generally blocked, and only a very small number of geniuses could cultivate.

The first emperor, Fuxi, rose to power during a time of hardship and protected the human race, enduring difficult times. He was assisted by eight wise ministers who helped him overcome adversity.

Bo Lian was one of the Eight Excellents Ministers, renowned for his virtue and wisdom, and known as the teacher of the Son of Heaven.

Although that ancient era had information scattering like smoke, many deeds faded away. But the name of a prominent figure like Bu Lian, Jiang Wang still knew, and couldn't help but feel moved.

The origins of this divination technique are truly astonishing!

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It's no wonder that Yu Beidou could calculate the Blood Demon and Yan Chunhui, as well as the fortune teller and Jiang Wang, within this 斷魂峽 (Duan Hun Xia). He calculated everything here, controlling the overall situation...

This series of divination calculations is certainly extraordinary, but compared to the divinations that Bù Lián performed in ancient times to predict the future of humanity and enlighten the Emperor Huang, what is it

In light of this, we need to reassess the weight and significance of our esteemed fellow practitioner, Bei Dou.

After all, the ancient art of divination by life has persisted for several great eras!

“Senior, you are a descendant of the sages and have inherited this supreme art. It is just that Jiang Wang has been disrespectful.” Jiang Wang bowed respectfully.

"The first is wise, but the later may not be. What's there to respect" Yu Beidou said casually, "Divination is too old, and it has gone through too much. It certainly has a glorious past... But we must face the present."

"Now" asked Jiang Wang in bewilderment.

“It’s time for it to end.” Yu Beidou said softly.

This statement made Jiang Wang particularly confused.

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Yu Beidou, the interpreter of the I Ching, has lived for half a century and knows everything about gods and spirits. He is one of the strongest true men in the world, and his fortune-telling skills are so powerful that even Yan Chunhui, the True Monarch of Derivation Dao, can't escape it. So why should this end

"Why" Jiang Wang asked.

Yu Beidou smiled: "Since the sages divided the star domains and solidified the stars, encompassing cause and effect, compatibility, and evolving to this day, astrology has become established as a legitimate practice, widely followed. While divination, however, predates this era and is already buried in the dust of history."

Astrology has achieved its legitimacy through the practice of I Ching divination, completely eclipsing fortune-telling methods.

This was a secret that Jiang Wang had never heard of before, a current flowing in the river of time.

is an innovation of divination, and also a great part of this world.

But Yu Beidou's smile, it didn't show any bitterness at all, and it could even be said to be very cheerful. However, it inexplicably made people feel a sense of sorrow.

"That shouldn't be the case," Jiang Wang said honestly, expressing his feelings. "Divination has benefited humanity greatly; it shouldn't become a relic of the past. It has been passed down to this day, so how can it not continue You are a true master of divination and have divine insight. How can you not promote this art"

"How young and vibrant!" Yu Beidou laughed with great delight.

After a moment's laughter, he said: "Throughout the ages, how many heroes and heroes have died tragically."

How many great achievements dissipate like smoke.

How many divine scriptures have been lost to the sea of people!

What's destined to happen will happen, and what's destined to end will end.

"How can fortune-telling be any different"

Jiang Wang pondered for a moment, then said in a soothing voice: "After all, the sages once used divination to enlighten the emperor, and their contributions to the human race are immeasurable..."

“Do you know how Bù Lián, the ancestor of divination arts, died” Yú Běidōu asked in return.

Of course Jiang Wang couldn't know about figures from the distant ancient times.

I can only shake my head.

History books won't tell you, ancestors won't tell you, but the river of fate remembers.

Yu Beidou wore a strange smile on his face, proclaiming the historical truth: "Bu Lian was ultimately killed by the Human Emperor, who is known as the Human Emperor slaying his own teacher!"

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