Taoist Yuheng sorted out the Taoist robe on Li's body, then lowered his head, took a light step, and walked carefully to the courtyard.

In his eyes, it seemed that this was not an ordinary courtyard, but a holy place in his heart. The moment Taoist Yuheng entered the courtyard, it gave people a feeling of pilgrimage.

The door of the room where Zhou Cheng was also opened little by little as Taoist Yuheng walked in. Before he could enter the house, Taoist Yuheng felt a look at him.

Taoist Yuheng walked into the house with his feet. This was the first time he walked into the house. When he entered the house, he did not look around, but stood still with his feet and knelt down respectfully.

"Disciple Yuheng, pay homage to the head master." Yuheng lowered his head. He only saw a futon in front of him. There was a person sitting on the futon. The black Taoist robe and white gauze hang down from the futon and landed on the ground.

"No gift." Zhou Cheng looked at the young Yuheng and nodded with satisfaction.

Taoist Yuheng raised his head, looked up at Zhou Cheng, and still knelt in place, staring at the floor in front of him.

"Your soul is damaged, but have you calculated that Xianyiguan?" Zhou Cheng asked casually. As early as when his spiritual thoughts swept over Taoist Yuheng, he found that the soul of this disciple who was in charge of Yilou was damaged.

"Disciple is incompetent!" Yu Heng lowered his head slightly, and a hint of shame appeared on his face.

Yilou not only gathers information from the world, but also deals with some things that Zhou Cheng explained, such as one of them is to find the location of Xianyiguan.

Taoist Yuheng had the information of the entire Yuntai Temple, but over the years, there was no clue about Xianyi Temple. Not long ago, he personally calculated that it was the backlash from the power of time and space.

Because Yu Heng had not become a soul, the backlash power caused his soul to be seriously damaged and it was difficult to recover in a short period of time.

"I have calculated this place many times, but there is no trace of it, so you should not calculate it rashly in the future." Zhou Cheng continued, while his divine thoughts rushed towards Yuheng like a tide, and Taoist Yuheng suddenly felt as if he was in a warm bath. In just an instant, the damaged soul recovered.

Taoist Yuheng showed joy on his face and hurriedly bowed to Zhou Cheng again: "Thank you, the head teacher."

"Take it out." Zhou Cheng took action to treat Yuheng's damaged soul, and then spoke to the purpose of calling Yuheng this time.

After Zhou Cheng finished speaking, Yuheng took out a book from the sleeve of the Taoist robe. He respectfully raised the book over his head and placed it in front of Zhou Cheng.

Without seeing Zhou Cheng’s actions, the book was flipped through by itself. Soon Zhou Cheng’s soul appeared behind him. In front of Yu Heng, the soul condensed a world model in front of him.

As the soul fingers touched, the Middle Earth countries appeared on the model, and then countless cities appeared, and there were constant changes on it. After a closer look, these changes were exactly the same as the changes in the world's general trend in the past two years.

Taoist Yuheng also watched seriously. Soon the scene that evolved in the world had reached the present moment, but the world model did not stop, but continued to evolve naturally, and the scene soon appeared for a few months, or even a year or two later.

However, these future changes composed of divine thoughts are too complex and unpredictable. Even if Taoist Yuheng works hard to see through the general trend of the future.

A moment later, the world model constructed by the divine thought collapsed, the soul fell back into Zhou Cheng's body, and others stood up.

"I have some things to go out for a while. After I walk by, you need to do something." Zhou Cheng stood up and took a few steps, approached Taoist Yuheng and said.

"Please give instructions from the head teacher." Yuheng lowered his head, and although he was curious, he did not ask.

Zhou Cheng nodded and continued, "You then designed a passage from the front mountain to this place, but this passage needs to be chosen countless times before it can finally reach this place. In short, it is a matter of opportunity and coincidence. If someone arrives here by chance, no matter what identity it is, they will be recorded for me and sent someone to secretly protect me and make a decision after I come back."

Taoist Yuheng was confused when he heard this, but he quickly responded: "Disciple should follow the law."

"This time, I may be out for several years. You will decide the internal affairs in the world and leave the external affairs to Tianshu. The master's golden seal magic sword will be temporarily kept by you." Zhou Cheng continued, and his sleeves shook, and a pure gold seal and a pure gold magic sword flew out of the sleeves and floated in front of him.

Both of these were given to Yuntai Temple by Emperor Cheng Li Xiong, and the material was just ordinary gold. However, after Zhou Cheng obtained it, he simply sacrificed and refined it. Although it was not a powerful treasure, it was somewhat magical, which was of great help to practitioners below the Yuanshen realm.

After the golden seal appeared, it fell straight to the body of Taoist Yuheng, and was then respectfully taken by Taoist Yuheng.

Then Zhou Cheng banged his finger at the magic sword, and the magic sword turned into a golden light and flew out, heading towards the Star Hall in the inner courtyard of Yuntaiguan.

The Star Hall is the main hall of Yuntai inner courtyard. At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist in his early thirties was standing on the steps of the Star Hall, watching dozens of disciples from the outer courtyard practice swords in the square of His Highness.

This middle-aged Taoist also wore a Taoist robe with gold and silver embroidered edges. He was the third-ranked Taoist Tianshu among the nine sons of Yuntai.

Although the Taoist Taoist of Tianshu is not as good as that of Beidou and Nandou, he is the oldest among the nine sons. In addition, he is calm and generous in his work, and he is a well-deserved senior brother in the minds of many people.

The magic sword fell in front of the Taoist Tianshu, and a faint golden light dispersed, and Zhou Cheng's words also sounded in the Taoist Tianshu's mind.

Seeing the master's magic sword appear, the disciples in the Star Palace Square stopped and respectfully saluted the sword.

"Disciple is obeying the law." Taoist Tianshu also bowed to the sword. He already knew that Zhou Cheng was going out.

After he bowed, the sword automatically flew into the sleeves of Taoist Tianshu as if it was spiritual.

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Yecheng is now the capital of the Later Zhao Dynasty. The main source of Jie people is the Han people, as well as a few Hu people such as Xianbei, Di, and Qiang.

Because it is the capital, although the Han people are also subject to severe oppression, they are basically free and can barely make a living.

Since Shi Hu had already become emperor, he also thought about how to govern the country, so he had to start to reuse some Han officials. Some high-ranking Han officials began to appear in Yecheng, and some Han people dressed brightly gradually became more and more.

Zhou Cheng left Yuntaiguan and arrived in Yecheng. However, now he has changed his image and looks like a rich old man in his fifties.

Although Yecheng is the capital, it is not as rich as flowers. In this unprecedented chaotic world, it is at most a bit angry. Some shops are open on both sides of the streets in the city, and some small markets have been formed on some ruins.

Zhou Cheng walked in the streets of Yecheng. Looking at the people who were walking in a hurry and looked at the people who looked like a dish, he could only sigh helplessly.

According to the calculation, Zhou Cheng will now have two people who have a significant impact on the future in Yecheng. Although he does not know whether this impact is good or bad, Zhou Cheng or Jueding will come and take a look in person.

If possible, he even wanted to kill the two of them in advance.

But the calculations are vague after all, and Zhou Cheng cannot accurately know the identities of these two people. It is hard to say whether they can meet them. Everything depends on Zhou Cheng's own opportunity.

"Get out of the way..." Just as Zhou Cheng was walking, he suddenly heard a sound of horse hooves coming from behind him, and there were still shouts with the sound of horse hooves.

Zhou Cheng looked back and saw a team of Later Zhao cavalry galloping in the city. However, what made Zhou Cheng curious was that the person who was the cavalry was actually a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Han boy.

This is a standard team of Jie people cavalry, and judging from their outfits, it is also the most elite emperor's personal army of the Later Zhao Dynasty. However, such an army seemed to be led by the Han teenager, which makes people feel a little incredible.

The cavalry was about to pass by the market, and Zhou Cheng quickly retreated to the side of the street.

When the Han boy passed by, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhou Cheng. The two of them looked at each other. Zhou Cheng calmly met him, but there was a hint of doubt in the boy's eyes.

After the cavalry, the entire street market was in chaos, with many pedestrians who could not avoid falling on the roadside, and some small stalls were washed away.

Zhou Cheng is right next to him, and there is a young man selling bamboo utensils, who is holding his bamboo utensils on the ground with helpless face.

These bamboo tools are backpacks, dustpans, bamboo baskets and other items used for ordinary work. Some of them have been deformed and should have been caused by being trampled by horse hooves just now.

"Unfortunate... Another day of hard work has been done. "The young man selling bamboo utensils whispered while gathering up the scattered things.

Zhou Cheng glanced at the ordinary boy and didn't care much. Just when he was about to leave, his eyes fell on the place where the boy was sitting just now and saw something that surprised Zhou Cheng slightly.

Although it was a certain distance, Zhou Cheng could see clearly that it was a book that had been translated into a somewhat worn-out book.

A young man selling bamboo tools actually carried books with him in troubled times, which made Zhou Cheng feel a little curious about this young man again.

Zhou Cheng picked up the booklet on the ground and dusted the dust on it. When he saw the title of the booklet cover, Zhou Cheng was even more surprised.

"Twenty-Four Chapters on the Art of War" is the name of this book, and Zhou Cheng knew that this book was written by Zhuge Kongming in his later years.

"This book was left by the boy, please return it to you." When Zhou Cheng was not paying attention, he reached his hand in front of his eyes and shook it.

Zhou Cheng's eyes moved away from the book, and he saw the young man selling bamboo utensils standing in front of him, reaching out to ask for the book.

"You little brother can understand this book?" Zhou Cheng asked curiously, but also put the book back into the boy's hands.

"I accidentally found it by chance a few years ago. After asking around, I recognized all the words in it. Every time I read it in the past few years, I suddenly realized it, which made the old man laugh!" The young man said shyly, but his words were clear and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.

The boy has indeed reached the point where he can't let go of this book he picked up by chance. Even when selling bamboo utensils, he will be immersed in the book.

It was precisely this selflessness that made him trampled on by the horse's hooves before he had time to collect the bamboo utensils.

"It was actually picked up...what's your name?" Zhou Cheng asked even more curiously.

He wasn't asking casually, but was really curious.

Because Zhou Cheng started to extend his life with the demon pill, he was actually somewhat involved with Zhuge Kongming, and the "Twenty-Fourth Chapter of the Art of War" was also written by Zhuge Kongming, Zhou Cheng vaguely felt that there was something between this young man and himself.

The boy did not speak immediately, but looked at Zhou Cheng up and down for a moment.

It can be seen that the boy is also a smart person. He seemed to think that Zhou Cheng's clothes and appearance did not look like a villain. Then the boy answered:
Chapter completed!