Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1541 Long fog in Wuling, snow falls on Xuzu

Ye Lin patted his sleeves, knelt down on one knee, and flattered loudly: "My little one, send my regards to Miko, and wish you youth, beauty, and all the best."

"Well... get up, I already know what you want, as long as you stay by my side, be diligent and capable, and work hard day and night, your benefits will naturally be indispensable." Xiaoyu raised her snow-white chin proudly, and lifted her cotton boots , let him hold his instep to stand up.

After joking with each other, Aska slowly unfolded the picture scroll. The picture scroll was drawn more than 2000 years ago and was preserved with a special secret method, containing a trace of sacred power.

But only a third of the picture scroll was opened, Xiaoyu and the others changed their complexions. This is not a portrait of the first generation of witches, this is clearly the "Atlas of Demons".

The width of the picture scroll is about two feet, and the length of the opened scroll is also about two feet. The painter is skilled. In the portrait, there are countless densely packed and strangely shaped creatures gathered together, all of which are cruel and tyrannical.

There are black snakes twisted strangely, the scales are clearly visible, the snake eyes are even more fierce, and there are wolf beasts, sharp claws and fangs, biting human limbs, giant insects wriggling on the ground, and buildings collapsed wherever they passed , Humans fled in panic...

If Aska hadn't told in advance that this was the portrait of the first generation of witches, no one would have doubted that it was the picture scroll of hell.

wrong!

The Hell Dimension is now being subdued by Naiyali. The male devils are all gentlemen and the female devils are all ladies. They are all polite, and the mindless dirty things have been cleaned up, but they are not as depicted in the picture scroll. Oops.

Aska waited for them to regain consciousness, and unfolded the middle third of the scroll, and suddenly it was filled with divine brilliance, and a fresh and powerful breath rushed towards the face through the scroll.

It was a divine dragon that roamed the sky, shining brightly, clear and huge, and also possessed extraordinary spirituality on the scroll. Wherever it passed, the monsters died and collapsed, fled and annihilated, and the sky was clear and clean.

Before they knew it, Hiate and the others also breathed a sigh of relief.

Because they lived with Xiaoyu day and night and took risks together, they have all seen the projection of the dragon summoned by Xiaoyu, which is exactly the same as that on the scroll.

The last third of the scroll was opened in one breath. It was a half-length portrait of an elegant and beautiful maiden. Her clear eyes were slightly raised, as if she was staring at something.

Her face is exquisite and small, delicate and refined, but there is a kind of tenacity between her brows, the tenacity of a cultivator, and the glow of the flying dragon is spreading from her body.

The portraits are very realistic and clean, and there is no beautification to a certain extent in order to deliberately highlight the portraits.

Yelin believed that if the first generation of witches really stood in front of everyone, they would be exactly like her in the portrait.

"It's so beautiful." Shiat nodded. The first generation of witches also had an ethereal and clear temperament. She seemed to be untouched by mortal dust, but she was doing things to save the common people.

An ancient picture scroll actually coincides with Xu Zu's historical trajectory, and it also proves that the oldest legend of Xu Zu, that the witch used the power of the dragon to exorcise evil spirits, is actually true.

"But I think our Xiaoyu is more beautiful." Yelin suddenly said, serious, which caused Xiaoyu to give a numb look full of approval.

This man is really sensible and can speak well, she likes it.

But exaggeration belongs to praise, liking belongs to liking, it’s all at night, Xiaoyu has a smart mind, and asked: "Aska, what do you want to say?"

She didn't forget that Aska brought them to the treasure house in a hurry, there must be something important to explain, otherwise, although this portrait is very commemorative, there is no need for everyone to gather together in a hurry.

"It's like this, you see." Aska pointed to the bottom left corner of the portrait, there is a vertical row of small characters, and said: "This is, after the first generation of witches dispelled the ancestor monsters, they used the witch's something..."

"Oracle." Xiaoyu said.

"Yes, the power of the oracle, a prophecy left behind."

Regarding the realm of the first generation of witches, although it was called "the realm of the universe" by the later witches, Ye Lin speculated that they should be transcendent, at least half a step beyond.

Raising her hand and dancing with the wind, she wiped out the monsters raging in the void of the motherland, among which there are many very powerful monsters, and she is the first person who is suitable for the oracle ability, so she must be at the top.

"In the past, some shamans stopped at legends. They felt that their talents were limited, so they used this limited power to save the common people. Some, in the process of accepting the oracle, had the unfortunate will to assimilate with the dragon and dissipated in the world." Xiaoyu introduced the previous shamans There is no lack of admiration and sadness in the tone of his deeds.

"However, regarding the most powerful first-generation witch, to be honest, I don't know what happened to her afterwards."

The realm of legend can break the shackles of some life boundaries and prolong life. The realm of origin is completely perfect because of its return to nature. As long as there are no accidents, it has a chance to win when compared with the dark elves.

As for going beyond one step, it has already begun to be unaffected by time and dimensions.

Eternal and immortal, omnipresent, can be called "God".

But gods are also divided into categories and levels, and there are distinctions between strong and weak. Those who hold the power of the beginning are naturally the top first-class existences, and the top of the top is killed by life and light, darkness and death, elements,...etc. God is the most.

Like the deity of many divine beasts, the mysterious Bingxin Rabbit God Kunilai is second-class, and of course there are strengths and weaknesses in it.

As for the Vulcan Enix who fell from a certain continent... Shame~
In other words, Xiaoyu felt that with the power and realm of the first generation of witches, it seemed that she would not disappear naturally over time, but if she hadn't fallen, she didn't know where the other party was.

The curator leaned over and carefully studied the list of characters before he said uncertainly: "This seems to be Xuzu's oldest script. Up to now, great changes have taken place, and many people don't recognize it anymore."

If she hadn't been very knowledgeable and saw a little bit of tricks, they would have thought it was a signature of the painter, a personal signature or something.

"The first application is dark, the last day is bright, the five tombs are foggy, and the snow falls to Xuzu... It seems that this is such a translation?" The curator carefully distinguishes and compares the characters in his mind.

In the eyes of everyone, Arad has gone through the vicissitudes of time. There have been wars and fires, disasters, and peace and prosperity.

But few people have noticed cultural changes. For example, the Arad continent began to popularize the common language thousands of years ago, using the human language template.

Of course, the civilizational traditions of all ethnic groups and countries are still preserved.

"Well, that's what it means." Aska nodded slightly, and then explained: "To explain, when it suddenly gets dark at three o'clock and dawn at nine o'clock on a certain day, a place called Wuling will roll up thick fog, Xu Zu will fall unbelievable snow..."

Hiate and the others suddenly realized that when the Azure Dragon Conference ended, the sky turned dark unexpectedly. At that time, Mai Lu mentioned that it was only 03:30.

Most people thought it was because of the cumulus clouds in the sky, and didn't pay much attention to it.

"I just happened to come to the treasure room yesterday, and wanted to give the breath of the dragon to sister Momei. I happened to recall the rumors my father told me when I was a child. The memory is still fresh, so the abnormality this afternoon..." Aska's voice It gradually dimmed, and the little face was full of sadness.

Because this legend is really too old, so long that if the portrait of the first generation of witches is not too important, every generation of kings will pay attention to it, and it may be completely forgotten more than 1000 years ago.

Her father Kaige, the virtuous king, died of illness. At that time, Aska was traveling, and she didn't have time to entrust many things carefully. It was only after her mother mentioned the treasure room a few days ago that she thought of taking a look.

"Maybe, it's really an ordinary blizzard, and Weiyang...we don't have a city called Wuling in Arad." The curator comforted, hugging Aska carefully and tenderly.

About the same age as his own leader, a strong and brave child.

"Wu Ling..." Ye Lin frowned, and recalled, "That seems to be my girlfriend Yun Mi's hometown?"

"When did you get on with Yun Mi?" Yue Na twitched her lips helplessly, really wanting to pick up the cross and beat this guy up.

It was about five o'clock in the afternoon when I packed up the picture scrolls of the first generation of witches.

It seems that the oracle of the first priestess will have to wait until tomorrow to verify it completely.

(End of this chapter)