Chapter 72: Is it the way of the immortals? Is it the way of the gods?
Xu Xiang frowned, picked up the second photo again, examined it, and asked curiously:

"Is this the man who created the Pantheon?"

"That's right!"

Zhao Fangxu nodded and said earnestly: "As for his duties, I believe you have already guessed it. He is in charge of the laws of nature and earth, leading the stars in the sky, and controlling ghosts, gods and thunder.

He governs all the stars above, controls all laws in the middle, and governs Fengdu below. He is the master of all the stars in the sky and the master of all phenomena. "

"Zhongtian Ziwei Beiji Taihuang Great Emperor!"

Xu Xiang spoke word by word with mixed feelings: "He is also called the Great Emperor of the North Pole of the Central Sky, second only to the Great Jade Emperor. He is the most supreme and noble!"

Since this one has it, it is likely that other gods will also exist in the pantheon.

Even if you tell Xu Xiang now that there is even the Jade Emperor in the Pantheon, he won't be surprised.

The two of them were silent for a long time again, and Zhao Fangxu spoke again: "According to the information we have, when the Ziwei Emperor conferred the title of God, he conferred a total of 365 Gods."

"This number is the same as in the Investiture of the Gods. In fact, when you and I are in this position, we all know something. The three religions of Chan, Jie and Jie in ancient times were not imaginary, but three real sects that existed."

"Sometimes, some of us even boldly speculated whether the Pantheon was related to the Three Pure Ones disciples in ancient times, and whether it was a secret Taoist tradition passed down by them."

"It's just that we have too little information. The existence of the Pantheon is like an unstable factor. What's more, they also control a power that we are all very afraid of. We don't know when it will explode."

"This is also the reason why we at Nadutong have been secretly keeping an eye on them and have been determined to prevent any information from leaking out."

"So, when you asked me about the Pantheon, my first thought was to bring you here and interrogate you carefully."

"But we have been friends for so many years, and I trust your character. If it were someone else, I wouldn't think it was too much to walk across the wide bench."

At this time, Zhao Fangxu pushed his glasses, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he carefully observed the reaction on Xu Xiang's face, with an indescribable shrewdness.

He put one hand on Xu Xiangdu's shoulder, then asked with a smile: "You have almost understood the seriousness of the matter, so Lao Xu, what happened to you? Can you tell me?"

Depend on!
You fat guy Zhao!
So you are waiting for me, Master Xu, here!

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are you playing Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio?

As a long-time friend, Xu Xiang didn't even need to see what Zhao Fangxu was up to. He could tell just by smelling it and even taste the saltiness of it.

Xu Xiang cursed inwardly. He had originally wanted to investigate it secretly on his own, but now Zhao Fangxu had pushed him into a corner and he had no choice but to speak up.

After much consideration, Xu Xiang decided to keep Zhang Xilin's affairs secret for the time being and only reveal the matter about the Taoist priest he met to Zhao Fangxu.

He pushed Zhao Fangxu's hand away calmly, and said with a smile: "How can I know so much? I just met someone..."

"Who is it? What does he look like?"

Zhao Fangxu asked quickly with a serious expression.

"A young man, slightly taller than me, with a lazy look, and wearing a Taoist robe..." Xu Xiang described.

Based on Xu Xiang's description, Zhao Fangxu took out a piece of paper and started to sketch a profile. With his fingers moving quickly, a portrait was completed in an instant. Finally, he drew the appearance of a young Taoist priest and handed it to Xu Xiang for identification.

"That's right, it's this person. I didn't expect that after so many years, Lao Zhao, your skills have not declined, and they have even become more proficient!" Xu Xiang nodded and said with some surprise.

Zhao Fangxu said modestly: "Hey, you know that Nadutong has collected some secret painting techniques. I don't have any other hobbies. I just like to paint flowers, birds and so on."

"only……"

Xu Xiang hesitated for a moment: "It seems like something is missing?"

"Oh? What's missing?"

"He was holding a scroll-like thing in his hand, like an imperial edict. I remember it was a jade-handled golden tablet, shining brightly, with ancient tadpole Taoist texts and dragon and phoenix seals on it. It looked very extraordinary."

Zhao Fangxu was startled when he heard this, and quickly took out a photo from the photos, then handed it to Xu Xiang and said, "Think carefully and see if it is the same thing as what this person is holding in his hand?"

"Yes, that's it!"

"Wait a minute, what is this?!!"

Xu Xiang was obviously surprised. When he first saw these photos, he didn't think there was anything wrong.

Now, according to what Zhao Fangxu said, if I think about the three things, the Pantheon, the Emperor Ziwei, and the Jade Handle Golden List, then what the Taoist priest was holding in his hand was…

Xu Xiang turned his head blankly and looked at Zhao Fangxu.

Zhao Fangxu also nodded bitterly and said, "You are right.

That is: The List of Gods!!!

I'm afraid the one you met is the master of the Pantheon, but I don't know if you met the first or second generation master."

such a pity!
The master of the Pantheon has always been a mysterious dragon that is hard to find.

Xu Xiang missed such a good opportunity and met the Palace Master. He wished he could sacrifice himself for him!

Xu Xiang, you idiot!

Zhao Fangxu felt regretful and cursed at the same time, "I finally got some trace of the Pantheon Master, but you insisted on covering it up and only told me when I asked."

Xu Xiang: No, you never told me about the Pantheon before. How would I know that person was so important? Besides, wasn’t it you who told me that it couldn’t be explained clearly over the phone and insisted that I come here in person?
It's no use regretting it!

At this time, Xu Xiang smacked his lips, came to his senses, and said, "Old Zhao, you are not being honest. What first-generation palace master or second-generation palace master? You must be hiding something from me!" Zhao Fangxu knew that he had accidentally said something out of turn in a hurry, and wanted to laugh it off, but Xu Xiang kept asking him, as if he was determined to get to the bottom of it.

He couldn't hide it any longer, so he had to answer: "The Palace Master of this generation is the one in the photo, the Great Emperor of Ziwei of the North Pole of the Central Sky.

According to our speculation and investigation, the second generation of hall masters took office between 1988 and 1993. Since the Pantheon is too mysterious, we cannot be completely sure of the time when they took office.

and……

His ministry is:

Jade Emperor, the Great Heavenly Lord, the High God of the Mysterious Sky!"

"Cough cough!"

Xu Xiang coughed and almost couldn't catch his breath. He swallowed his saliva and asked doubtfully, "Who are you talking about? Is there really a god called the Jade Emperor in the Pantheon?"

I just thought so before, but now I’m slapped in the face!

Zhao Fangxu nodded helplessly: "Now according to some groundless news, it is said that the first generation hall master has abdicated and the second generation hall master has taken office. The one in charge is this Jade Emperor. Of course, this is not certain!"

"Nadutong's understanding of the Pantheon is really too little. It's like there's a layer of paper between us. We can't see or touch it, it's so foggy, but you just know it's there."

Zhao Fangxu sighed. He was a director who knew everything, a man who could make the alien world tremble with just a stomp of his foot, but he had no way to deal with the Pantheon.

Try to contact the palace master, but can't find him.

Those who were deified decades ago are now of very high seniority. They are the ancestors of various sects. They are like the stabilizing force in their sects, and he can't do anything to them.

The two men walked out of the house, puffing on their cigarettes.

Zhao Fangxu glanced at Xu Xiang casually and said, "Not long ago, the people from the Pantheon came out to act again. Old Xu, you are lucky to have met the unpredictable master of the Pantheon."

"Come on, I'd rather not have such luck. Meeting such a legendary figure, now thinking back, I feel like I walked through the gates of hell." Xu Xiang said with some fear.

"By the way, what do you think is going on when the people from the Pantheon start to take action?" Xu Xiang looked at Zhao Fangxu and asked inquiringly.

"Well..."

Zhao Fangxu hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't know if your subordinates have reported to you that someone has appeared in ancient tombs of past dynasties, searching for the spirits of famous ministers and generals in history."

"Someone did talk about this matter. I also sent people to investigate, but there was no result at all. Lao Zhao, are you saying that this matter was done by the people from the Pantheon?"

Xu Xiang took a deep puff of his cigarette and asked doubtfully, "But what do the people in the Pantheon want to do with the spirits of these famous ministers and generals? They can't be resurrected, right?"

Zhao Fangxu looked at Xu Xiang strangely and asked, "Can't you? Old Xu, don't forget that the Pantheon is an organization that can even control reincarnation. Resurrecting them shouldn't be a piece of cake, right?"

Depend on!
Xu Xiang cursed inwardly, he had forgotten about this. This Pantheon simply could not be judged by common sense!

It’s so difficult, my head hurts!
At this time, Xu Xiang was extremely worried.

Is Awu related to those gods? If not, why did the timing of Awu's appearance happen to be so coincidental?

If there is a connection, how should he contact those gods next? How can he find a way to restore Wu's memory?
Xu Xiang couldn't help but wonder whether Feng Baobao's ability to live forever was given by the people in the Pantheon. After all, they even mastered reincarnation.

Immortality or something like that doesn't seem to be a difficult thing!

Maybe someone would just take the judge's pen and make a mark on the book of life and death, and Ah Wu would be like Monkey King, jumping out of the Three Realms and no longer within the Five Elements.

Sometimes, Xu Xiang couldn't help but wonder whether Feng Baobao was really an immortal. Otherwise, why didn't she age?
All of this seemed like a mystery, peeling off layer after layer, forcing him to keep on searching.

Finally, when Xu Xiang thought he understood everything and was leaving, Zhao Fangxu instructed him to always pay attention to the movements of the Pantheon and report to him immediately if there was any movement.

Watching Xu Xiang leaving in the car.

Zhao Fangxu returned to the data room and knocked in a secret place. There was another dark room inside. He entered the password and went in.

Another safe, inside was a completely handmade treasure box, which was custom-made by Nadutong from the previous master of Tiangongtang, who had passed away several years ago.

It can be said that now only Zhao Fangxu knows how to open it. There are twelve turntables on it, which fit together tightly. After each turntable turns to the corresponding position, the Thousand Machine Box slowly opens.

Zhao Fangxu turned them one by one.

There was nothing particularly valuable in it.

only--

The last three photos.

There is a line of words written on the back of each photo.

Arranged in front of you, they are:

Yin and Yang cover the sky, everything in the universe is in chaos, and the stars are in the sky!
The gods come to the world, patrol the world on behalf of heaven, and ban the evil spirits!
There are eight characters on each photo, one above and one below, corresponding to each other.

Zhao Fangxu looked at the three photos, and his thoughts came to his mind. He couldn't help but sigh: "The Pantheon is too dangerous after all, too uncontrollable!"

"Strange people—immortals?"

"Incense--Shinto?"

"Is it the way of the immortals? Is it the way of the gods?"

(End of this chapter)