
Jiuding: Qianling Blood Edict
九鼎:乾陵血诏
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- Ongoing
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- 780k Words
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- Male
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- Eerie Mystery
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Jiuding: Qianling Blood Edict
"Jiuding" is the orthodox sequel to "Secrets of the Five Tombs of the Tang Dynasty", and the timeline, character pedigree, and core settings are completely inherited. In the previous work, Zhao Yan's act of "releasing the truth" in the mirror Chang'an became the starting point of all events in this work - the energy released activated the resonance of Jiuding, and also caused the "clone" (the fragment torn three thousand years ago) in "it" body to begin to suffer severe pain. Although the characters in the previous work (Zhao Yan, Li Zhan, Fang Qing) have aged or passed away, their descendants, relics, and last words run through this work, forming a "dialogue spanning sixty years." Summary of the story My name is Zhao Nianling, 24 years old, a graduate student in the Department of Archeology at Peking University. In the autumn of 2084, I was called by my instructor to the Tailing Archaeological Site. This is the first time Tailing has been reopened in sixty years. Deep in the underground palace where Zhao Yan discovered the "mirror image of Chang'an", the archaeological team unearthed a stone tablet with nine ancient place names engraved on it, and the inscription was - Wu Zetian. And on the back of the stone tablet, my name is engraved. That day, memories of the thirty-seventh life flooded into my mind like a tide. I thought of Zhao Yan and the moment when he released the truth in the mirror Chang'an. I thought of my grandfather Zhao Shouling and the rusty copper coin sword. I remembered the conversation between Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang in Qiaoling Dragon Throat 1,300 years ago. It reminds me of a fat man weighing 300 pounds, talking to the air in the heavy snow of Tianbao's 14th year. I thought of "it" - the terrestrial consciousness that was nailed under the land of China for three thousand years. Shang Shenren drained its energy, Wu Zetian used Jiuding to transfuse it with blood, and Li Chunfeng expanded the blood transfusion network to seventeen dragon veins around the world. And the energy that Zhao Yan released sixty years ago is loosening all of this. The nine coordinates on the stone tablet point to the nine imitations of Xia Yu's Jiuding. Each tripod contains a piece of truth that has been erased by official history - another version of the Xuanwumen Incident, the real reason why Wu Zetian became emperor, and the secrets on the eve of the Anshi Rebellion. Under the wordless monument of Qianling Mausoleum, I found the first tripod. On the blood edict inside the tripod, Wu Zetian wrote a line of cinnabar: "I imitate the Nine Tripods, not to overstep, but to suppress them. If the Nine Tripods open together, it will wake up." And now, the Nine Tripods have begun to loosen. I only have one year. Within a year, I must find the remaining Eight Cauldrons, and then make the choice that Zhao Yan did not make back then - To continue to suppress it? To release it? Or find a third way? There is a sentence in the secret record left by my grandfather: "It is not the mausoleum that is guarded, but the door. Inside the door is the past, and outside the door is the future." I thought I understood. Until I stood in front of the blood edict in the Qianling Underground Palace, I heard the voice from deep underground - "Zhao Nianling, I have been waiting for you for three thousand years."