Seeking Good Fortune and Avoiding Misfortune: Starting from the Blind Prince

After Zhou Hao Chen had Chun Yue tidy up his clothes, he went to the main hall.

In the main hall, an old and a young scholar were leisurely enjoying fragrant tea.

The young man was the Poetry Prince, whom Zhou Hao Chen had met once before. As for the white-haired man beside him, it was the famous Master Cangsong.

Across from the old and young men sat Helian Hai, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist and a cold expression on his face.

"Old He, you're still alive!"

"Heh heh—Cangsong, you old geezer haven't died yet, so how could anything happen to me?"

"I thought, with your loyalty, you would be buried with the Five Thunder Sect."

"Hmph—do you think I'm stupid?"

Zhou Hao Chen entered just in time to hear the sarcastic remarks between Helian Hai and Master Cangsong, and his expression changed slightly.

Zhou Hao Chen originally wanted to exchange pleasantries with Master Cangsong, but he didn't expect Master Cangsong to be so decisive and not waste any time.

"Please, Master Cangsong, move to the Heavenly Prison. The White Lotus Sect heretic is imprisoned there."

A moment later.

The three of them arrived at the Heavenly Prison. Compared to a few days ago, Zhong Yunhu's aura was even weaker, and his cheeks were sunken, as if he was starved and disfigured.

Clearly, these past few days, the刑部 (Ministry of Justice) and 镇邪司 (Demon Suppression Division) officials had used all their knowledge on Zhong Yunhu.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment while I question his heart."

With a *plop*!

The unconscious Zhong Yunhu was awakened by a bucket of cold water.

He opened his eyes and saw an old Confucian staring at him. Before he could sneer or mock, he heard the old Confucian righteously shout.

"Where is the White Lotus Sect's Yujing City stronghold?"

"The sage said: A gentleman should be sincere."

As soon as he finished speaking, a vast and righteous aura erupted from Master Cangsong, a pure energy covering the top of his head.

Master Cangsong seemed to possess a strange power, filled with a sense of righteousness.

*Bang—*

*Bang—*

*Bang—*

Zhong Yunhu felt his heart beating violently.

The location of the White Lotus Sect's stronghold in Yujing City seemed to be about to uncontrollably spill from his mouth.

He clearly didn't want to say it, but his body couldn't help but say it.

This feeling was extremely awkward.

It was as if his own will had been tampered with.

Confucian Heart Inquiry!

This was the power of Confucian Heart Inquiry.

Those who were subjected to Confucian Heart Inquiry could only tell the truth and could not lie.

"Giggle—"

Zhong Yunhu's teeth were chattering non-stop, colliding with each other, seemingly using his willpower to resist the power of Confucian Heart Inquiry.

"The stronghold is at…"

"The stronghold is at…"

Seeing Zhong Yunhu's almost distorted expression, a sense of emotion rose in Zhou Hao Chen's heart.

This is the Heart Inquiry of a great Confucian, truly terrifying!

In a sense, Confucian Heart Inquiry was even more overbearing than Daoist Soul Searching.

Daoist Soul Searching was more like an invasion, forcibly stealing memories from the soul.

While Confucian Heart Inquiry tampered with a person's will, causing them to take actions against their will.

"The stronghold is at…"

At this moment, a white lotus pattern appeared between Zhong Yunhu's eyebrows.

This white lotus was strangely abnormal, like a black hole, as if it would suck away one's gaze with just a single glance.

The Heart Inquiry technique and the White Lotus imprint were frantically clashing in Zhong Yunhu's head.

Veins burst out on Zhong Yunhu's head.

This ferocious appearance made it seem as if his blood vessels would burst and he would die in the next second.

Master Cangsong frowned and couldn't help but sigh.

His aura changed, the vast and righteous aura receded, the pure energy dissipated, and he returned to being an ordinary old man.

"Master Cangsong…"

"Your Highness, this old man has tried his best." Master Cangsong shook his head.

Zhou Hao Chen was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but sigh, unable to resist exclaiming.

"The White Lotus Imprint is truly so profound?"

Master Cangsong could understand the feelings in Zhou Hao Chen's heart, and said leisurely.

"Has Your Highness heard of the Grand Ancestor's evaluation of the gods of the world?"

Zhou Hao Chen shook his head.

Master Cangsong continued.

"In his later years, the Grand Ancestor evaluated the gods and Buddhas in the sky."

"The Grand Ancestor's original words were, 'The gods and Buddhas in the sky have all become withered bones.'"

"'The ancient six gods are all crazy and demented.'"

"'The Unborn Mother is half-asleep and half-awake.'"

As soon as Master Cangsong finished speaking, Zhou Hao Chen frowned.

The first two sentences of the Grand Ancestor's words were very straightforward.

The gods and Buddhas of the past have all fallen.

Including Haotian and Houtu, who were worshiped by the Great Yu royal family, if they had not fallen, how dare they be worshiped?

For the royal family, dead gods are good gods.

The ancient times were too far away from the present, and the gods who had not displayed any miracles were basically determined to have fallen.

The only gods currently confirmed to be alive are the ancient six gods.

However, the ancient six gods are all crazy and demented, and their minds are unclear.

Only the third sentence, 'The Unborn Mother is half-asleep and half-awake,' what does it mean?

Master Cangsong saw the doubts in Zhou Hao Chen's heart and explained in detail: "According to the Grand Ancestor's speculation, the Unborn Mother worshiped by the White Lotus Sect has not fallen, but should have been sealed."

"For tens of thousands of years, the White Lotus Sect has been committed to breaking the seal of the Unborn Mother."

"The current situation is that the Unborn Mother's seal should have been partially lifted, and she is in a state of not yet fully recovering."

"The means of planting the White Lotus Imprint in the soul, according to the Grand Ancestor's speculation, is the work of that Unborn Mother."

Zhou Hao Chen revealed a look of sudden understanding.

No wonder this White Lotus Imprint is so difficult to deal with, even great Confucians can't do anything about it.

So it has such an amazing origin.

"Master Cangsong, is there no way to break the White Lotus Imprint?" Zhou Hao Chen asked.

Master Cangsong pondered for a while, and said in an uncertain tone.

"Perhaps a Sage can."

Sage!

The corners of Zhou Hao Chen's mouth twitched slightly.

This standard is too high!

Sage is the realm of the twelfth level of Confucianism.

It is even more difficult for Confucianism to produce a strong person in the twelfth level than other cultivation systems!

Why?

The twelfth level of other cultivation systems only needs to return the great power to oneself.

But the twelfth level of Confucianism is completely different, it requires preaching and instilling one's own thoughts into the minds of others.

Zhou Hao Chen had heard a saying that the two most difficult things in the world are putting other people's money into your own pocket and putting your own thoughts into other people's minds.

The difficulty of achieving the standard of the twelfth level of Confucianism is evident.

Of course, once the twelfth level of Confucianism is achieved, its strength far exceeds that of ordinary twelfth levels.

The last Sage of Confucianism was the Heart Sage five thousand years ago.

After the Heart Sage, there have been no more Sages.

Finding a Confucian Sage to break the White Lotus Imprint is too difficult for Zhou Hao Chen.

"Master Cangsong, are there any other methods?" Zhou Hao Chen asked for advice.

"The mystery of the White Lotus Imprint lies in the fact that it is the work of the Unborn Mother. We mortals cannot break it, we can only suppress it with brute force."

"If there is an existence of the same level as the Unborn Mother, creating a method, perhaps it can break the White Lotus Imprint."

Let an existence of the same level as the Unborn Mother create a method to break the White Lotus Imprint?

An existence of the same level?

Could he be expecting those crazy and demented ancient six gods?

Zhou Hao Chen complained in his heart.

He felt that Master Cangsong's methods were more unreliable than the last.

"Master Cangsong, are there any others?" Zhou Hao Chen asked helplessly.

Master Cangsong shook his head.

Zhou Hao Chen was silent for a while, feeling heavy.

He could only place his last hope on the Night Yaksha Soul Inquiry secret technique.

The Nine Nether Prison Visualization was rumored to have been created by a Buddha in hell.

According to Zhou Hao Chen's understanding, this Buddha in hell was likely to be Ksitigarbha.

However, in the Great Yu, Zhou Hao Chen had never heard of the name or legend of Ksitigarbha, so it was difficult to confirm.

If it was really Ksitigarbha.

Who is stronger, Ksitigarbha or the Unborn Mother?

Could it meet the requirements of Master Cangsong, a method created by an existence of the same level.

Night Yaksha Soul Inquiry might not have been created specifically to break the White Lotus Imprint.

But it's not without a chance.