Chapter 157 This is not a holy relic, it is alive!

After Shuiyuexian gave her conditions, she said no more and waited quietly for Zhao Guanxiang’s answer.

But Zhao Guanxiang just smiled carefreely in the end and said, “I’m used to being lazy, I’m afraid I can’t live up to the high expectations of the national teacher.”

This sentence directly expresses the attitude of rejection.

Shui Yuexian frowned slightly: “You don’t want to cut off contact with the Zhao family? Why?”

For the first time, her expression changed and she became very confused.

She asked, “What did the Zhao family promise you?”

Zhao Guanxiang grinned and shook his head, “Nothing. Maybe… just hope that I can live in peace.”

Shui Yuexian fell silent, tilted her head slightly, and seemed to be listening to something.

After a moment, she nodded slightly: “You are not lying.”

Then, she seemed to have lost interest in Zhao Guanxiang. She lifted her skirt, sat on the ground, crossed her legs and pretended to be in a trance. She said calmly, “You can leave now. Remember to pay back 300,000 merits within three years.”

Zhao Guanxiang immediately bent down and asked, “Can you give me a few more days?”

But Shui Yuexian seemed not to want to say another word to Zhao Guanxiang. She stretched out her hand and waved at him, her wide sleeves fluttering.

Zhao Guanxiang only felt a gust of fragrant wind coming, and then his eyes blurred…

When his vision gradually refocused, he felt his feet stepping on the floor tiles, which were a little cold.

“Tiger cub? How did you get here?!”

A familiar voice came from beside my ear, full of surprise.

Zhao Guanxiang was stunned for a while, then he looked in the direction of the voice, only to see his two servants looking at him in surprise.

He then looked up and was surprised to find a plaque hanging above the familiar gate in front of him with the words “Xuntianjian” inscribed on it.

He actually came from the top floor of the Astronomical Observatory to the main entrance of the Astronomical Observatory’s headquarters? !

Zhao Guanxiang couldn’t believe it. How did he get here?

Is this the method used by the most powerful person in the world?
……

“Sacred remains?”

“When a warrior with supernatural powers dies, the remains that contain ‘spirituality’ are called holy remains.”

In the Treasure House in the west market of the city.

On the top floor terrace, An Shoudao was answering questions for Zhao Qian who came to ask for advice.

Zhao Qi’an frowned slightly. “I once dug up a Yangxian cave in the East China Sea. Inside was the corpse of the Yangxian who passed away. But there was nothing magical about it. Is this also a holy corpse?”

An Shoudao replied with a smile: “He has been dead for too long, and all the spirits in his remains have returned to heaven and earth, so it naturally doesn’t count.”

He thought for a moment and added, “For warriors with supernatural powers, unless their remaining spiritual energy is extracted artificially right after death, most of them cannot form holy bones. Only those with second-grade luck can maintain their spiritual energy for a long time after death, and most of them will have holy bones formed in their remains.”

Zhao Qi’an nodded and said with emotion: “I didn’t expect that repairing the foundation of the Great Dao would require such a precious item. It seems that the Imperial Master also paid a lot for observing the phenomena this time.”

An Shoudao curled his lips, like an old naughty boy, and said: “Don’t feel sorry for her. Others can’t find this thing, but she has a lot of it.”

“How difficult it is to form the Holy Relics? How come the Imperial Master has so many?” “I don’t know about that. I only know that most of them were obtained by Emperor Tianwu for her.”

An Shoudao spread his hands and said, “This Daqian Jiuzhou is so vast, there must be a sect and aristocratic family that worships the flesh of the ancestors. If the emperor wants to collect the holy remains of the strong, there is always a way. Let’s not talk about anything else. When Buddhism was destroyed, how many ‘golden body Bodhisattvas’ and ‘living Buddhas in the flesh’ were confiscated?”

Zhao Qi’an’s brows relaxed and he nodded, “That’s true.”

He then reached into his sleeve and took out something, placing it on the table between them: “Dean, please take a look at this for me. Is it considered a holy relic?”

A three-inch-tall statue of a god with a lifelike appearance of a baby. The baby is sitting cross-legged in the Taoist meditation posture, with a golden glow all over his body.

It was the statue of “The Spiritual Lord Above the Three Lamps” in Zhao Qi’an’s hand.

An Shoudao took the statue and examined it. He couldn’t help but frown and let out a light exclamation.

Zhao Qi’an asked, “Why is the dean frowning?”

“This doesn’t look like holy remains. How come the things inside are still alive?”

An Shoudao looked at the three-inch statue in his hand over and over again, frowning, as if puzzled.

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment.

Live?

Unfortunately, An Shoudao studied it for a long time but didn’t understand it, so he returned the statue to Zhao Qian’an: “Forgive me for my lack of knowledge and understanding. However, the flesh sealed in this statue was not cultivated by the original owner of the Central Plains martial arts. However, among the foreign martial arts that I know of, none of them can match it. I don’t understand. Where did Zhao Dongjia get it from?”

Zhao Qi’an put the statue back into his sleeve. When he heard Dean An’s question, he did not hide anything and answered, “It was obtained from the group of salvationists that were wiped out a few days ago. It is rumored that it is the deity worshipped by the Red Lotus lineage, named ‘The Lord of the Three Lamps’.”

“It’s something from the Salvation Church. No wonder…”

An Shoudao suddenly realized, and looked down at his hand that had just touched the statue, feeling a little displeased.

It was as if I had just touched something unclean.

He poured some clean water to clean his hands, and said to Zhao Qian’an, “Most of the things in the Salvation Sect are evil and strange. It’s better for Mr. Zhao to have less contact with them. Not to mention the things of the Red Lotus Sect, even the White Lotus Sect, which seems to be a kind sect, is not a good thing. They are hypocritical and hateful.”

The fact that Dean An could say “dread it” twice in one breath was enough to show how much he hated the Salvation Church.

Zhao Qi’an asked curiously, “Did the dean have any conflicts with the Bai Lian lineage?”

An Shoudao was somewhat reluctant to mention it, and said vaguely: “I don’t know what bewitched my former disciple was. Now he has joined the White Lotus lineage, and I have no further contact with him.”

As the dean of Bailu Academy, Dean An naturally has many disciples under his command.

But there are only a handful of people who can be called “direct disciples”, and the rest are just registered disciples.

Anyone who could become President An’s “personal disciple” is naturally not an ordinary person, but how could such a person join the Salvation Church?
This was indeed a bit beyond Zhao Qian’s imagination, and made him feel that he seemed to have underestimated the influence of the Salvation Church in the Daqian Kingdom.

Dean An waved his hand and said, “Don’t mention this, don’t mention this.”

“You don’t have to worry too much about your fourth son. Shui Yuexian, this woman, is willing to help and won’t hide anything. If there is any problem, she will tell Zhao Guanxiang. If she can’t solve it, and you come to me, I will not be able to solve it either.”

“Okay, don’t think about it. How about playing a game of hands with me, Mr. Zhao?”

Zhao Qi’an thought about it and agreed.

The two men set up the chessboard and stopped talking about worldly matters, concentrating only on the chessboard.

(End of this chapter)