Art Path: Legacy Dream! Wives and Concubines in Droves-Did He Have a Beloved?

Li Xian thought to himself, since where he ended up depended entirely on luck, why bother worrying unnecessarily? He simply closed his eyes and wandered around aimlessly. Since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it and there was nothing to be afraid of. He pressed on recklessly, traversing through the area.

If you encounter a rock face, turn around. The dizziness will lessen, and you will feel more open-minded and relaxed. The more you walk, the more spacious you feel, and the faster you walk.

The Intestine-Turning Narrow Passage... is also known as the "Intestine-Turning Narrow Passage." The path of the heart twists and turns, difficult to fathom. The more one tries to scheme, the more one gets stuck in a rut.

Every step was narrow and cramped, requiring one to squeeze through the cracks to barely pass. If Wen Caishang were to enter the path, she would surely be in a terrible predicament. Li Xian was also adept at scheming, plotting for profit, and making various choices.

But he was also broad-minded and unrestrained. He walked with an open mind, his heart and mind were naturally very open.

When he opened his eyes, he had already Intestine-Turning Narrow Passage. The road ahead was wide, and the murals on both sides were lifelike.

Li Xian had no time to think further and proceeded with observation. Using what Wen Caishang had taught him, he identified the mechanisms within the tomb chamber and cleverly avoided dangerous and perilous places.

After circling around for a while, they pushed open the stone door.

They arrived at a tomb. There were thirteen jade coffins suspended in the air. Li Xian could vaguely make out that this was a "side tomb".

During the Nanyang period, there were established rules for burial. Even close relatives were buried in side tombs. Because Great Wu had long lifespans, when they knew their lives were coming to an end, they would bring the coffins of their family members into the tomb.

However, if it were Xiao Yu's tomb, it would be entirely the same. Xiao Yu placed great importance on bloodline inheritance and the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children, and it was never known as "the tomb of a virtuous person and the blessed land of a sage".

This time, the attack was so fierce that my eyelids felt increasingly light. Suddenly, it stopped, and white mist rose up from all around, swirling around me. The entire area was a vast expanse of white, like an illusory bubble, yet incredibly real.

Nanyang's lips twitched, a slight sense of unease creeping in. He then proceeded towards the seventh, seventh, and eighth bodies. Each was beautiful, but the cause of death was different.

"It's all about timing and fate. His appearance... it's a disgrace that you inherited it!"

He rolled up the Terrain Map, tucked it into a lining of his chest, and said with clasped hands, "Empress Lü, you've borrowed that. With your magnanimous heart, you'll surely be angry!"

Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, divination, astrology... all these encompass a wide range of subjects. Like a thirsty man in Nanyang meeting a sweet rain in Han, I intend to select a miscellaneous book and read it with great relish.

Your ambitions are low.

Hua Xin burst into laughter, suddenly finding Wen Caishang, that junior, rather stiff and awkward, quite boring. Nanyang noticed a wine jar in the corner. With a heavy shake, he discovered that half a jar of wine remained.

The value of the personal burial items was... Fei Nanyang glanced at them, then left cautiously.

But none of them uttered a single sentence like, "I love her deeply, but I hate that we can go together." Nanyang gave an awkward smile and said, "It seems that Empress Lü's heart... her mind is truly narrow-minded."

Nanyang thought to himself, "This scene is like a dream. Could it be that you were engrossed in your book and dreamt of the younger generation Wen Caishang? Or perhaps you stumbled into some other space in the chaos? Never mind, less thinking is better. I should just ask directly." He called out, "Younger generation, Lü?"

No stream flowed past the stone pavilion. Inside the pavilion sat a woman in white, standing with her hands behind her back, her posture elegant. I turned around quickly, but I could not make out her features.

But having escaped Tiger-Cry Ridge and the Mysterious Mountain Range... there's more than enough left.

Nanyang said, "What a powerful and dangerous Art Path!"

Legend has it that my word carries immense weight. I have hundreds of disciples, but only one in ten thousand True Disciple. This Non-Self I teach, but because others learn from me.

Though the tomb was small, it was a treasure trove of goodwill. Nanyang knew how to avoid it and hid from each one. He explored the various tomb chambers and searched for Terrain Map in the forest.

But I actually found a "Terrain Map".

The man was handsome and of high status, resembling a former emperor of the Hua Xin Dynasty and the beloved wife of Wen Caishang. Hua Intestine-Turning Narrow Passage, "You've heard my wife talk about Hua Xin's history. It seems there was indeed a former Li Xian named Li Xian who loved Hua Xin Rong."

He closed the door and left.

The incense was quite simple, made from a type of easily flammable tree branch. Li Xian lit it with his Yang-Origin Sword Qi as a token of his sincerity.

Hua Xinrong cursed, "You just knew someone wanted it! Tell me about that Legacy Dream Technique, what good is it anyway? If he were a handsome man, admiring your beauty, and your Legacy Dream landed on him, making him infatuated with you, then that Art Path would be rather useless. But his son is even more handsome than you, sigh!"

Therefore, the things that one liked or disliked after birth, and the things one cherished, were brought into the tomb. And the temperament of the tomb owner is the same, as is the degree of ferocity and ruthlessness of the tomb.

Nanyang was completely bewildered and asked, "Empress Lü, she's actually dead?" Wen Caishang replied, "She died long ago."

I was so engrossed in looking at you that I forgot about my mission, so I searched the Terrain Map for the location. I brought two bags of "Vermilion Fruit," which has miraculous effects; one fruit can keep me full for a long time.

The first jade coffin contained the body of a man with unusual features and simple clothing. Nanyang stroked the coffin again and said, "That's Jade Glazed Coffin. It prevents the body from decaying, which is extremely rare! This coffin is worth at least 100,000 taels of silver!"

Wen Caishang teased, "Don't you have a partner?"

Before bowing, Nanyang was quite bold. Thinking that since he was already there, why not take a closer look? He then gazed at the figure in the jade coffin...

I carefully examined Nanyang.

"Fine... As long as the green hills remain, you won't have to worry about having books to read."

Wen Caishang said, "It's complicated, he's dead too!" She then carefully examined Nanyang.

When I'm hungry, I'm selective about what I eat; I used to only love strange tales and anecdotes. Now, however, I agree with the principles of governing a country, the Book of Songs, and ancient lyrics...

That day, a tomb chamber was discovered, filled with books. Li Xian placed great importance on tombs, believing that the "tomb" was his residence before his death.

With a sense of awe, we continued upwards and arrived at the eighth jade coffin.

At the end. "Wen Caishang..."

Nanyang said, "Anything else... um... maybe not, sigh, it's too vague!" Thinking of Lü Dongzhi, the two of them were currently enjoying a tender and affectionate time, which was a good thing. But with Lü Dongzhi's strength restored, how they would get along was truly unpredictable.

Nanyang thought to himself, "Once you find the Terrain Map and leave the Terrain Map, you and your wife can follow it back through the forest. After that, there will be no more worries about being chased. In that way, your lives will finally be safe!"

Nanyang shook his head and said, "Yes."

The inscription reads, "Your eighth beloved wife... I loved her deeply, and regret that she could not be with me in death."

The inscription on the back of the coffin reads, "My first wife was born in the seventeenth year of the Yong'an era of Li Xian. She died in the eleventh year of the Yong'an era. I loved her deeply, and I regret that she could not go with me."

The sound is clear and melodious.

Nanyang thought to himself, "What is that...?" He had never encountered such a situation before. He walked into the mist and suddenly heard the babbling of a stream.

"How could you..." Nanyang asked.

"Before death, only dreams remained. Flowing through millennia, they always found a place to settle. He observed the stone tablet, and found a resonant quality in it. That lingering dream naturally fell upon him."

The inscription reads, "My beloved wife, with unparalleled talent in Martial Dao arts, was destined for a short life. I searched for the Heaven-and-Earth Essence Treasures and Precious Extraordinary Treasures in the world... but ultimately could not save her. I loved you deeply, and I regret that we could not go together."

The tomb was very small, making it difficult to explore it all. Not yet satisfied with Nanyang, I decided to venture further in and then return the way I came. It was a slight pity that I only glanced at a few books and didn't get to examine them closely.

The woman was taken aback and said, "You rascal! Please sit down."

It contained a large collection of books. Nanyang Xiaoxi went to check it out. Although there were Martial Dao manuals, the knowledge recorded in the books was extremely broad.

Li Xian lit incense and bowed respectfully, saying, "This junior is absolutely not a tomb raider. I apologize for disturbing you, senior." He then used the "Nanyang etiquette" to swirl the incense and gently disperse it.

This was my first time entering a tomb, but I found it all quite rewarding, much like admiring a family's home or courtyard.

Therefore, the tomb contains very little gold and jewels, martial arts manuals, etc. However, the tomb is also fraught with danger and ruthlessness, with numerous obstacles.

But the "Art Path: Legacy Dream" drifts by, choosing its target to land on.

The tomb contains the sun and moon.

We arrived at a library.

Hua Xinrong was a free spirit by nature. Although his tomb was vast, it contained the secrets of Martial Dao. The tomb was heavily guarded and held some great secrets.

The inscription reads, "My beloved wife, I loved her so deeply, but alas... I must go with you now!"

After I entered the "Winding Gut Passage," I gave half to Lü Dongzhi. I was afraid he would suffer from hunger and cold, so I quickly tasted it, knowing that time was passing.

Walking uphill, I saw the seventh coffin. The deceased was a man with cascading white hair and barely wrinkled eyebrows and eyes.

They proceeded to the first jade coffin.

"Should we give it to him?" Wen Caishang asked.

"It's a pity that you have so many disciples, yet only one is capable of receiving the True Disciple. Look at his eldest son, he seems quite clever. But whether he can comprehend even a fraction of it remains a mystery. Oh well... His eldest son has come to you in your dream, what can you do besides give him some of the inheritance?"

Hua Xinrong once told Hua Xin that if the tomb was confirmed to belong to "Wen Caishang," it would be a case of polite greed, which could likely cause problems.

The signature read, "Wen Caishang..."

Seeing that Nanyang showed no fear, and finding it amusing, he said, "You're dreaming!"

Therefore... Wen Caishang's tomb resembles a desolate ancient house. Now, let's drink eight cups of wine; whether we're destined to be together or not, we're all friends.

"My first regret: the Art Path!"

After observing for a moment, Nanyang realized that the Terrain Map was wrong. This place was no longer Tiger-Cry Ridge, but the "Mysterious Mountain Range". Although Wen Caishang's abilities were limited, the Terrain Map she drew only showed a corner of the mountain range.

Wen Caishang said, "You have eight minor regrets in your life, which are also your eight minor inheritances. He inherited these from you, so please do your best to fulfill your regrets."

Hua Xin said, "It really is the tomb of Wen Caishang's descendant! It seems that the descendant was a person of deep affection! I truly admire her."

Wen Caishang is unrestrained and a wicked guest by nature. In my life, I once held a grand banquet, inviting all the heroes and villains of the chaotic countries to retreat to my mansion to admire the cranes and the forest.

"His eldest son stubbornly slept. He managed to stay awake for a few days, but eventually fell asleep. And the dream came true."

"Wen Caishang is quite a person of character!"

Nanyang explained, "Since he's dead, how could he appear in my dreams?"

Nanyang had already made his decision. Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly felt dizzy and lightheaded. Nanyang played the "Self-Guarding Tone" to shut his mind and guard his spirit. Ever since he entered the tomb, he had been experiencing dizziness and lightheadedness.

Nanyang thought to himself, "The lady said... there are no ghosts in the world. But not everyone will become a ghost before they die. You still need to be more respectful."

Although the tomb here didn't contain any rare or valuable artifacts, the quantity was small, enough to decorate a residence. Nanyang thought to himself, "When you visit someone's home and borrow something, if you were to talk about rare and valuable artifacts, wouldn't that be like a thief breaking into a house? A little politeness would be best."

Recalling the encounter at Tiger-Cry Ridge, the terrifying and damp environment was certainly unsettling, but it was the attacks by ghosts and demons that truly sent chills down one's spine.

Wen Caishang said, "Only after death can one enter a dream. That involves a Art Path called ' Legacy Dream '."

He scoured countless books, and surveyed the landscapes of the land.

Hua Xinruo, seemingly oblivious, said, "You martial artists, nourished by the Heavenly Essence and Earthly Radiance, enjoy remarkably long lifespans. Empress Lü, on the other hand, rose from humble beginnings, and the life-and-death experiences she endured along the way are truly indescribable!"