But Zhang Bei had no idea what Purple Qi was and what use it could be used for.

The descendant of Lu Ban took out a box from his backpack, took out the imperial edict, held it in his hand, and then spoke.

"The qi of people with declining luck will be gray. If it gets more serious, the color will turn into black."

"This is how we commonly call Yintang black."

"For people with ordinary luck, the color of luck is yellow, and those with slightly stronger luck are gold."

"And the luck of people with great luck is purple, which has not changed since ancient times."

Speaking of this, the descendant of Luban stopped immediately, glanced at the imperial seal that had faded a lot, and then continued.

"In ancient times, every time the purple energy appeared, it was divided into several parts. They would compete with each other and eventually converge into one person."

"Under the circumstances at that time, it was easiest for the purple energy to gather into a throne."

After hearing this explanation, Zhang Bei's interest became even more intense.

It was hard to find someone who could explain it to him, so of course he had to get to the bottom of it.

"Then what's the reason for my situation? I don't seem to be in politics, right?"

The descendant of Lu Ban nodded, stuffed the imperial edict back into his backpack, frowned and took out a jade pendant and continued talking.

"In the past two thousand years, the purple energy has only changed once, and that was during the Three Kingdoms period."

"At that time, the purple energy was divided into three parts, and no one was weaker than the other, which made it impossible to return to the throne. However, according to the research of hundreds of schools of thought, it was probably a good thing done by the First Emperor."

Hearing this title, Zhang Bei was stunned for a moment: "First Emperor?"

"The First Emperor used two thousand years of national destiny to directly kill the way of heaven that had been suppressing the way of humanity. It was the kind that was completely shattered."

"Then using his own purple energy, he built the Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin and suppressed the tunnel in order to completely destroy it."

"In the Three Kingdoms period, the tunnels accumulated strength and wanted to resist. This also affected the humane realm, which had been growing rapidly. This resulted in the purple energy being unable to fuse."

"But now that the First Emperor's suppression has ended, no one knows what will happen to Zi Qi."

Zhang Bei leaned on the sofa and pondered for a moment. The only difference between him and the various schools of thought was the information gap.

Now that I know this information, many things become clear at once.

If you calculate carefully, you will know that it is actually about two thousand years since the fall of the Qin Dynasty.

After taking a look at the cracks in the jade pendant of the descendant of Lu Ban, Zhang Bei quickly took out the Living Buddha Dzi Bead from the drawer.

"Use this and keep talking!"

The old man touched this string of treasured Dzi beads, and his tense body immediately relaxed a lot.

"What's the reason why you keep coming to me?"

His purple energy cannot achieve the throne, Zhang Bei doesn't believe that these people don't know this kind of thing.

The descendant of Lu Ban hugged his head while peeing, and his tone was still very calm.

"Luck."

"Originally, the hundreds of schools of thought represented the rules of heaven, but after the law of heaven is gone, if we want to continue to survive, we must continue to continue our destiny."

"But under the suppression of the imperial mausoleum, no one dares to touch the tunnel. If you want to continue your destiny, you can only rely on the human tunnel."

"As long as we continue to assist the purple energy, our own luck will naturally grow and continue."

Everything that should be clear has been made clear at this point, and Zhang Bei finally understood what this group of Riddlers were plotting every day.

There are hundreds of schools of thought, everyone wants to continue their inheritance, so competition is inevitable.

There are emperors and favored ministers, and a bowl of water can never be balanced.

This group of hundreds of families want to use him to get luck, but only the family that Zhang Bei likes the most can get the most.

After learning the news, Zhang Bei nodded with great satisfaction.

"I plan to build a home for some animals in Changbai Mountain. Do you have any ideas?"

“There is no shirking the responsibility!”

Why did so many people from hundreds of families want to become officials in the court?

Isn’t it just that you can get good luck by doing things for Zi Qi?

Li Yanghua was busy in the kitchen for more than half an hour, and soon came out with several plates of food.

"Zhang Baotou is ready to eat!"

"Let's go, eat, and chat while we eat!"

The smile on Zhang Bei's face could be said to be extremely rippling.

Now that he knew what the various schools of thought wanted, he felt a lot more enlightened.

Isn't it just a job? He is familiar with this!

Look at Li Yanghua, look at Shen Binhong, not to mention all the other schools of thought, even if he takes two more chances, he can arrange it!

Li Yanghua's stir-fries are quite good, at least the spicy chicken paired with the wine made him and the descendant of Lu Ban happy chatting.

Of course, according to our law of conservation of smiles, some people gain smiles, and some people will lose their smiles.

At this time, the living Buddha in the Tibetan area coughed out several mouthfuls of blood and looked toward the northeast with a pair of cannibalistic eyes.

I went to fuck Amitabha, who the hell took my Dzi beads and revealed them to Zi Qi!

Compared to the living Buddha's anger, Uncle Wu, who had just returned from the hospital in front of the astrolabe, looked extremely ugly.

Damn it, can you tell me if this thing is crazy?

At this time, on the astronomical disk in front of him, a star rubbed out sparks on the astronomical disk, quickly approaching the purple air.

Faced with this situation, it was impossible for the credit card holder, who had long been accustomed to seeking death, to suppress his curiosity.

Uncle Wu took a deep breath and quickly looked towards the star.

"Fuck me!"

"Grass!"

"Shit!"

"Come on, someone, that Luban statue was torn off by me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell directly to the ground.

The two people sitting behind him sighed silently, carried the person on their shoulders extremely skillfully, and ran outside quickly.

In the office on the top floor of the pharmaceutical company, Gui Gu stared in the northeast direction, his whole body filled with bitterness.

It's so outrageous. The descendant of Luban told Zhang Bei the news. Now the situation is very troublesome.

If it is a normal Zi Qi, even if they know Dingtian, they will just let them help conquer the world.

But Zhang Bei is not normal at all!

Who knows what his brain can make them do if they know this kind of thing.

Looking at the child who lost his hair in the confidential laboratory, Gui Gu could only silently pray that Zhang Bei would find out about him later.

You can't escape by running away from Kendi, and it's not just one or two families that have a grudge against Guigu. As long as they are born and come into contact with Zhang Bei, they will expose him sooner or later.

But judging from the situation of the fifteen-year-old child, at least one day less discovery will increase his good life!

Since Lu Ban can come directly to his door, then naturally there are others who can.
Chapter completed!