Chapter 33 was ultimately a misplaced investment.
Chapter 33 was ultimately a misplaced investment.
Actually, communicating with Xuanming is a very comfortable experience!
Xuanming has strong learning and observation skills. Once he has spent some time with someone, he can basically figure out that person's temperament.
At this point, he will enter his comfort zone and will no longer be as cautious as he was at the beginning. Instead, he will adjust his conversational style to better suit the person's temperament.
For example, he would make appropriate jokes with humorous people, but he wouldn't beat around the bush with straightforward people.
To put it bluntly, it's about saying one thing to one person and another to another.
He will never spoil your fun, nor will he embarrass you or let you drop your words.
However, when he was in the Dragon Kingdom, he didn't have a chance to speak at all.
Once here, although Yue Tianji treats him very well, he also keeps forcing him to face things he doesn't want to face: his origins and his secrets!
Therefore, even though he had gained some understanding of the secrets of divination, he was still unable to enter that state.
Jing Yunfeng was the first person to enjoy this treatment.
"Brother Jing, could you tell me about the history of the Sunken Domain?"
Seeing that Jing Yunfeng had finished explaining the layout of Huan Chen Bu Wu, Xuanming made another request.
"What is history?" Jing Yunfeng asked, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.
"Well, how do I put it..."
Xuanming was a little confused; he hadn't expected that Jing Yunfeng didn't know the concept of history.
After careful consideration, he realized that he couldn't explain it either.
The main problem is that he himself doesn't have a clear definition in his mind; he only has a feeling about it.
He didn't know how to describe it in words; he felt that saying it this way was not right, and saying it that way was not complete either.
Left with no other option, Xuanming had to try to illustrate with examples.
"It's about what happened in a certain place before."
"For example, the place called Dangyan Blood Sea."
"There was nothing before, but now the Soul Emperor has established the Huan Chen Bu Wu here."
"Perhaps several hundred years ago, other forces also established themselves here, only to be replaced by other forces or destroyed by natural disasters decades later."
"In my hometown, what happened on a certain piece of land before is called the history of that land."
Upon hearing this, Jing Yunfeng shook his head helplessly and said, "Since the creation of the world by the True God, the Shenyu has been in constant turmoil."
"Today you occupy this place, tomorrow it will be taken by someone else, the cycle repeats itself endlessly."
"Even if the locals manage to escape war once, it's very difficult for them to escape it a second time."
"Even if you avoid it a second time, there will be a third and a fourth. Ordinary people will find it difficult to survive in this world without the protection of a strong person."
"And even the strong could very well die a violent death in the street tomorrow."
"Therefore, basically no one knows what happened in this place decades ago, let alone hundreds of years ago."
"Has no force ever unified the Sunken Domain?"
Jing Yunfeng shook his head, and seeing that Xuanming did not speak again, he turned around and led the way.
Xuanming's heart sank to the bottom.
He knew that Huan Chenbu was at war and guessed that things must be chaotic outside.
But he didn't expect it to turn out like this.
He originally thought that the situation here was like that of the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period, or the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms Period, where after the collapse of a unified dynasty, various warlords carved up the land and vied for supremacy.
Unexpectedly, there was no unified regime like the Qin and Han dynasties or the Tang and Ming dynasties here. It had been in a state of warring states for an unknown period of time.
"In this situation, ordinary people live hand to mouth, their first priority is survival. They have no time or inclination to record history, and even if someone did, it's unlikely to be preserved."
"No wonder Brother Jing doesn't know what history is, and no wonder there are no books about history in his study."
"In this chaotic world where even history doesn't exist, where am I supposed to find clues to the divine artifact? I only have six years... what am I going to do..."
"arrive."
Jing Yunfeng stopped in front of a carved wooden door under the corridor, reached out and gently pushed, and the door slid open silently.
He stepped aside to make way, his gaze lingering for a moment on the boy's pale face. "Please come in, young master."
Xuanming seemed not to hear, staring blankly at the flickering candlelight in the room, until Jing Yunfeng called out again, which snapped him back to reality.
"Ah... thank you, Brother Jing." He forced a smile and stepped unsteadily across the threshold.
Jing Yunfeng watched his slender figure disappear into the room, then gently closed the door.
His almost inaudible sigh drifted through the night.
"This young man has been tormented by the strategist all day and has suffered quite a bit; he must be exhausted."
As he turned, his robes fluttered slightly, but he led the way to a more secluded corridor.
The moonlight elongated his shadow, casting a swift dark streak across the bluestone slab.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the figure was standing outside the study again.
Jing Yunfeng adjusted his wrist guards and knocked on the door with his fingers.
The sound of knuckles touching sandalwood was particularly clear in the quiet corridor.
"Enter."
He pushed open the door and entered, only to see Yue Tianji standing by the window.
The night breeze brushed past the window, lifting his snow-white wide sleeves.
The candlelight on the desk gilded his body with a light gold, and his long, snow-white hair, reflecting the clear light of pearls, was even brighter than the moonlight.
He simply stood there quietly, making the fragrance of books in the room seem like mere background noise.
It is the serenity after weathering countless storms, the composure of holding the world in one's hands, and an aura that is too dazzling to behold.
"See you, strategist."
Upon hearing the sound, Yue Tianji turned around, his eyes filled with starlight.
"No need for such formalities."
His fingertips lightly traced the military strategy spread out on the table, his voice gentle and refined, "What did Xuanming ask along the way?"
"I request your guidance, Master Xuanming..." Jing Yunfeng's voice rang out in the study.
In fact, long before Yue Tianji summoned someone in the study, a secret command condensed into a line of sound had already reached Jing Yunfeng's ears.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have personally carried out this mission.
It is true that he was on guard outside the house, but it is also true that he was the captain of the personal guard.
This kind of escort task can be assigned to any team member.
If it weren't for Yue Tianji's personal order, he would never have left Yue Tianji's side like this.
His top priority was always to protect Yue Tianji from the slightest provocation.
In addition, Yue Tianji also gave him a task, but the requirements of this task were very strange.
"If Xuanming asks you any questions, you must answer them without reservation, and make sure to resolve all his doubts before he returns to his side room."
If he doesn't speak, don't press him; just let things take their natural course.
Jing Yunfeng was very puzzled after receiving this strange mission.
However, he had heard such strange orders more than once, so he didn't ask any further questions.
However, the more he and Xuanming chatted, the more they clicked, and they ended up talking too much. They were about to walk to the side room, but the boy still seemed to have asked more questions.
In order to fulfill the instruction to "resolve all doubts," he could only smile wryly to himself and lead Xuanming through the winding corridors a couple more times.
As a result, what should have been a 15-minute journey was stretched into a 35-minute journey by him, and he took twice as many detours.
If Xuanming on the road knew this "truth," he would definitely shout out that famous line.
In the end, it was all for naught!
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