In the early morning, clouds and mist swayed on the top of Hefeng Mountain, decorating the ancient houses like a fairyland.

"Dongdongdongdongdong~~~" Three crisp knocks on the door interrupted Guan Yan's good dream.

"Who~" Guan Yan shouted in confusion.

"It's Uncle Zhong, will the young master get up?"

Guan Yan turned over and got out of bed, put it on in a hurry, and shouted, "Here's here!"

Guan Yan ran over and opened the door, asking, "Uncle Zhong is so early, what's wrong?"

Guan Zhong smiled: "Young Master forgot that you are going to Guanyitang this morning."

"Oh, oh, yes." Guan Yan responded, walked out of the room and closed the door.

Guan Zhong said first: "Follow me."

The two walked along the gravel path, and in a short while, they arrived at the cliff on the back mountain of Hefeng. The mountain was foggy and they couldn't see clearly what was ten feet away. If Guan Zhong hadn't reminded him, Guan Yan would have almost fallen down.

Guan Yan followed Guan Zhong and walked slowly forward like a blind man touching the road. After a while, Guan Zhong stopped and pointed to the vast clouds of clouds beside him and said, "That's it."

"This?!" Guan Yan said in surprise: "Do you want to climb down?"

Guan Zhong smiled and shook his head: "You go in and take a look."

Guan Yan carefully walked a few steps to the edge of the cliff when he heard this. After a while, he saw two iron chains as thick as arms were deeply nailed into the cracks of the rock by two large iron nails. The other end of the iron chain extended curved into the vast mountain fog, and I don’t know where it leads.

Guan Yan was bent down and carefully searching for where the other end of the iron chain was connected. Guan Zhong, who was bent down, said, "Stop looking, go."

After saying that, Guan Zhong jumped forward first. Guan Yan exclaimed, subconsciously stepped forward, trying to reach out to pull Guan Zhong. Guan Zhong jumped out of the cliff and stood steadily after falling three feet.

Guan Yan let out a cold sweat and looked closely. Several wooden boards were faintly exposed under Guan Zhong's feet. Guan Zhong smiled and said, "Don't worry, come down."

Seeing the smoke lingering under Guan Zhong's feet, as if floating in the air, Guan Yan swallowed and spitted, but he didn't dare to jump like Guan Zhong. Instead, he slowly poked one foot along the cliff, and felt that he had stepped on the wooden board steadily, so he put down another leg with peace of mind.

Guan Zhong looked at Guan Yan's cautious look and cursed with a smile: "I am not afraid of an old man, what are you afraid of?"

Guan Yanwei replied embarrassedly: "Fear of high, fear of high, haha."

Guan Zhong smiled and shook his head, no longer said anything, turned around and walked towards the other end of the iron chain with Guan Yan.

Except for the iron chains tightly in his hand and the wooden boards under his feet, the surroundings were covered with whiteness and no sense of support. Guan Yan felt as if he was floating in the air. The iron chain bridge swayed slightly like rootless duckweed with the blowing of the mountain wind.

Guan Yan grabbed the iron chain tightly with both hands, frightened. Guan Zhong turned around and smiled and said, "Wen De, Yiwu Hall has arrived, look." Guan Zhong said as he pointed his hand forward.

Guan Yan tried hard to stand firm, squinted his eyes and looked forward, and saw a pavilion looming in the clouds and mist at the end of the iron chain.

Hope is right in front of you. Looking at Guan Zhong's back, Guan Yan gritted his teeth and followed Guan Zhong and continued to walk forward.

When he left the floating wooden board and stepped onto the solid stone board, Guan Yan's heart that had been held for a long time finally let go. Guan Yan stomped the ground with his feet, breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his head to observe the Yiwu Hall.

The top of the mountain where Yiwu Hall is located is only three meters square, and the walls of the pavilions are almost built against the cliffs. The only thing connected to the outside is this iron chain bridge interspersed in the clouds and mist.

Guan Yan couldn't help but praise: "It's really a wonder of the world!"

Guan Zhong stroked his beard and said proudly with a smile: "The talent of our ancestors is not within reach!" After that, Guan Zhong pushed open the door that had been covered with dust for a long time.

In the building, except for the partitions filled with books, there were no decorations. Guan Yan looked around and said, "Uncle Zhong, which one is right, I'll get it for you."

Guan Zhong waved his hand and said nothing. He slowly walked forward, picked a book and pushed it back; then walked to the left to push a book; then walked to the other side...

After dozens of times of this, with a bang, a stone slab in the center of the decent slowly cracked, and a stone platform slowly rose up with a thick book.

Guan Yan was surprised and thought: Such a place isolated from the world requires such complex anti-theft measures? What kind of treasure is it?

Guan Zhong slowly walked to the stone platform, solemnly held up the ancient book with both hands and said, "Wen De, this is the "Twenty-Four National Policy" handed down by his ancestors."

Guan Yan walked forward curiously, gently opened the first page, and a few lines of familiar fonts appeared in front of him.

"Inscription!?" Guan Yan exclaimed.

"Oh!?" Guan Zhong looked at Guan Yan curiously and asked, "Young Master actually recognizes the 'inscribed inscription'?"

Guan Yan realized that he had let go and said embarrassedly: "Yan doesn't know, he just read it in a book."

"'Inscriptions' are ancient strange texts. If you can write this text, it must be a strange book. I wonder which book the young master saw it?" Guan Zhong asked.

Guan Yan thought to himself: There is nothing to hide from Uncle Zhong, and maybe he will help interpret the meaning of "Taiping Yaoshu". Thinking of this, Guan Yan took out the personal collection of "Taiping Yaoshu" and put it in front of Guan Zhong.

""Taiping Yaoshu"!" Unexpectedly, Guan Zhong shouted in surprise: "Where did the young master get this book?"

Guan Yan talked about the process of how to obtain "The Strategy of Peace".

After hearing this, Guan Zhong twisted his beard and laughed: "God helps Guan! Hahaha..."

Monk Guan Yanzhang Er was confused and asked hurriedly: "Uncle Zhong, what is this?"

"Wen De is about to succeed as the head of the family, so I don't have to hide this matter." Guan Zhong put down the "Peaceful Skills" and "Twenty-four National Policy" in his hand, and paced back and forth and said: "The "Twenty-four National Policy" was actually not done by his ancestors!"

"What?!" Guan Yan screamed this time.

Guan Zhong seemed to have expected Guan Yan's reaction, and did not speak, and continued, "Young Master, can you tell the story of Taigong Jiang Shang?"

"Yan should know about Jiang Ziya who was 800 years old in the Zhou Dynasty." Guan Yan replied.

Guan Zhong nodded: "Jiang Ziya once passed down a strange book called "The Book of Soul Seals"!"

"That is the "Twenty-Four National Policy" of our ancestors?" Guan Yan asked rushingly.

"No!" Guan Zhong shook his head: "The Book of Soul Seals in Heaven" divided into three volumes: Heaven, Earth, and Man. The book of heaven is the way of heaven, Earth is the strategy of war, and the book of man is the discussion of the people. After hundreds of years of vicissitudes, the three volumes are divided into three volumes. The "Twenty-Four National Policy" found by our ancestors is this book of man-the discussion of the people!"

Hearing this, Guan Yan hurriedly asked, "What about the other two volumes?"

Guan Zhong did not answer, but just looked at the two books in Shitaishan. Guan Yan's heart suddenly became clear and asked in surprise: "Is this "Taiping Yaoshu" the book of that day?"

Guan Zhong nodded: "That's exactly what it is."

"Where is the floor book?" Guan Yan hurriedly asked.

"The earth book has been passed down to the world!"

"Oh? It spread to the world? Why don't I know?" Guan Yan said in confusion.

Guan Zhong turned around, walked to a row of books, picked it for a while, and pulled out one and put it on the stone platform.

"The Art of War"!?" Guan Yan was even more surprised and said in a lost voice.

Guan Zhong replied: "That's right, "The Art of War" is this place book!"
Chapter completed!