The characters Qin Yexuan wrote on the paper were pure ancient Chinese characters.
The first line contained five large characters: "Qing He Po Mo Jue".
Few people on the Goryeo continent recognized these ancient Great Xia Chinese characters anymore.
But Jin Gao Yue was very familiar with them.
This was because whether it was Goryeo Taoists, Silla swordsmen, or Baekje monks, the classics they studied from childhood to adulthood were all passed down from Great Xia.
Modern Goryeo continent people had their own writing and pronunciation, and with blind confidence, they believed Goryeo language was the most beautiful and cultured language in the world.
Unfortunately, if they traced back books and classics for a hundred years or so, they would be dumbfounded. The writings of their ancestors were all in Chinese characters, which they couldn't understand directly.
Jin Gao Yue's eyes were fixed on those five large characters without blinking.
"This, is this the mysterious ancient classic of Goryeo?"
Qin Yexuan smiled, "Did your father not tell you about the lineage of Goryeo Taoism?" Sudang Novel Network
Jin Gao Yue shook his head, "Father only made me recite classics and never talked about the matters of the Taoist lineage with me."
Qin Yexuan sighed, "I know. He was very disgusted with his identity as a successor of the Taoist lineage, so he didn't want to talk about those things from the bottom of his heart."
He pointed to a chair, "Sit down. While there's still some time, I'll tell you about it."
This was a rare opportunity to learn, so Jin Gao Yue dared not sit. He knelt beside him.
Qin Yexuan wrote quickly, and said slowly, "The Eastern Immortal Sects of the Goryeo continent originally inherited from Great Xia. This is beyond doubt. Your sect's patriarch was named Heng Yin. He attained enlightenment in Ming You, and Patriarch Ming You was said to be a disciple of the Great Xia immortal Guang Cheng Zi. This lineage continued until your Goryeo King Dangun!"
"Then, after King Dangun unified the Goryeo continent, the Taoist sect officially became the imperial faith. Mount Geumgang was a branch of Penglai in Great Xia, and Mount Jiri in Goryeo was a branch of the Fangzhang Immortal Realm of Great Xia..."
The Goryeo lineage was clear and evident.
Qin Yexuan finished writing the entire "Qing He Po Mo Jue" and held it up, looking at Jin Gao Yue, "Do you know why I told you all this?"
Jin Gao Yue prostrated himself on the ground, "I understand, Senior. You mean I should not forget my roots and remember that my Goryeo Taoist lineage originates from Great Xia. Then I must not use this heritage to be an enemy of Great Xia."
Qin Yexuan nodded with great satisfaction and handed him the incantation, "You understand. If you do anything bad in Great Xia using this cultivation technique in the future, I will surely take your life."
Jin Gao Yue trembled all over and repeatedly vowed not to.
He excitedly put away the cultivation technique and then asked with a trembling voice, "Is this Qing He Jue the spell taught by Patriarch Ming You, the immortal of Goryeo Taoism?"
Qin Yexuan smiled, "Strictly speaking, it was taught to Ming You by someone else. However, your ancestor of Goryeo Taoism indeed used this cultivation technique to awe the continent."
Jin Gao Yue was so happy that he felt like he was going to faint.
The followers on the Goryeo continent were in chaos. The three major powers were engaged in internal strife, and the Cross Church was rising fiercely. Jin Gao Yue's wish and ambition was to unify the continent's followers, so that there would be only one sect, the Taoist sect, on the Goryeo continent!
After a long while, he got up and bowed again, "Senior, I still wish to ask for your advice. How about I cook for you today and make a few small dishes? I also have the best Goryeo Soju here."
He eagerly presented a bottle of fine wine.
Qin Yexuan recognized it at a glance, "This is Soju from Pyeongnam? A master's brewing work from the eighties. Truly rare."
"Senior is indeed Senior. This was personally brewed by Master Li Tailan of Ryonggang, Pyeongnam. There are only three bottles in all of Goryeo."
In terms of value, at a recent auction in Seoul, the Qixing Chamber of Commerce bid 1 billion Korean won for half a bottle.
That was equivalent to 5.3 million Great Xia currency!
Jin Gao Yue carefully brought out a white, jade-like wine jar, "This bottle of wine was treasured by my father. He said that if he could reunite with Senior, he would definitely drink with you all night."
Qin Yexuan recalled the days when he traveled through the Goryeo continent with Jin Yuan Cheng, laughing proudly in the jianghu, and couldn't help but sigh, "You've made me want to go back to Goryeo and see. Alright, I accept your kindness. You can send it to the table outside later. I've made plans to eat with those two ladies, and it's inconvenient to refuse."
Jin Gao Yue quickly agreed.
Qin Yexuan walked out of the office and returned to the quiet table.
Madam Four and Song Qingya were already waiting impatiently.
"Classmate Qin, what's going on? Why does the boss here want to see you?"
Qin Yexuan smiled, "It's an old friend's child, the son of a deceased friend. We just talked a bit more."
Pfft!
Madam Four, who was drinking water, sprayed it all over the table and coughed, "The son of a deceased friend? Classmate Qin, how old are you? Do you have children yet?"
Song Qingya blinked, "Mom, don't be like that. Classmate Qin is not an ordinary person. Perhaps his friends are much older."
Madam Four also felt she had gone too far and quickly apologized.
Qin Yexuan beckoned to a waiter, "Bring the menu."
Before the waiter could come over, there was a sudden commotion from outside.
A group of people walked in, talking loudly. When the service staff and manager reminded them to be quiet, they were pushed aside on the spot.
An annoying voice yelled, "I'm a platinum member here. Today I'm bringing my mother to eat. She doesn't like too many people. Go, kick out all the guests, we'll take over this place!"
Without looking, they could recognize the voice. It was the family of Song's eldest branch, and the speaker was Song Wenlong, who had been kicked out of the family.
Madam Four frowned. It was them!
Song Qingya also felt it was unlucky.
Song Wenlong was now accompanying his mother with great attentiveness.
Madam One looked at her unworthy son with helplessness, "Alright, don't show off your filial piety. Don't you just want me to pay off your debts?"
Song Wenlong said awkwardly and expectantly, "Mom, I've been kicked out of the house by the old man, and he's severed our father-son relationship. I can only rely on you now."
Saying that, he wiped his tears.
Madam One sighed, "Alright, I'll handle this slowly. In short, you must return to the Song family. We can't let that Fourth Branch get all the benefits, can we?"
Then she asked, "How much do you owe?"
"Not, not much, less than two billion in total..."
Slap...
Madam One slipped and almost fell.
She was anxious, "Wasn't it only 200 million? When did it become 2 billion?"
Song Wenlong said with a mournful face, "The movie investment is a small matter. The main thing is my business in Jiangcheng and my investments in Hong Kong, they all, they all failed."
Madam One stood frozen, her face pale, "The total assets of the companies controlled by our branch are only this much. Do I have to sell the company to pay you back?"
Song Wenlong's eyes darted around, "My sister, A Fen, didn't the old man give her a family fund? I calculated, as long as it's sold, it will be at least 2.2 billion. Then everything will be settled... I know this is unfair to my sister, but I can repay her when I make money in the future."
Even the subordinates behind Song Wenlong frowned and lowered their heads, feeling disgusted and contemptuous!
How could a person be so shameless?