Daxianguan

Chapter 725 Accidental Discovery
After finishing speaking, Chu Xian said: "You go back and follow this method, and the hidden dangers can be eradicated in a month at most. In the future, remember, you need to be more cautious when cultivating poisonous spirits. The secret spell is like a knife but has no handle. As a human being, you must hurt yourself first, so you must make complete preparations in this regard, and before you are ready, you must not recklessly practice."

The war song patriarch hurriedly expressed his gratitude, Wanquan regarded Chu Xian as a senior expert in their witchcraft.

Even the other members of the Warsong Clan, when they heard what Chu Xian said just now, they all looked pensive, and they all gained a lot.

At this time, the 'oil gourd' that Chu Xian wanted was delivered, and I don't know what the warsong nobles thought, but it was Miss Yue who brought the oil gourd.

For Chu Xian, he was also an acquaintance.

But Miss Yue also didn't recognize Chu Xian. She was extremely respectful, holding the oil gourd in her hands like some rare treasure. Who would have thought that it was just a snack that could be seen everywhere on the roadside of the Wu people.

At this time, Chu Xian already felt that asking for the oil gourd seemed superfluous. After all, the Fourth Patriarch Lingtu only talked about it when he mentioned it. He didn't say that he wanted to eat it. , Doing this by yourself is a bit self-assertive.

But since you have brought it all, let's take it back and have a look, if you don't eat the Fourth Patriarch Lingtu, you can try it yourself.

So raise your hand and take it.

Ms. Yue was extremely respectful, she bowed her head and backed away after giving the gift, and she didn't even dare to look at Chu Xian, probably because her left eye was too powerful.

Chu Xian greeted Sanpang and returned to Wushen Mountain. Naturally, no one dared to stop him. After all, this person came down from Wushen Mountain, and he also showed an unparalleled cultivation of secret spells just now, which is enough to show that the other party is probably Wushen Mountain. Senior Dao is the follower of a certain Wu ancestor.

So they watched the shaman walk away slowly with respect.

At this time, Miss Yue dared to boldly look at the figure of the other party. Just staring for a while, she always felt that this old man who seemed to have gone through vicissitudes of life seemed to be familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, and even had a sense of familiarity.

As soon as this feeling came out, it was out of control. She was eager to find out the reason for this familiar feeling, and even wanted to follow up and ask.

But she didn't dare, and on this occasion, it was impossible for her to make such a bold move, but at this moment, this idea was like a seed, taking root and sprouting. After all, what a lady of a noble family lacks most is boldness.

Chu Xian carried the oil gourd wrapped in hemp paper, and slowly went up the mountain, followed by Sanpang, honestly.There are many roads to Wushen Mountain, but most people will choose the one they are most familiar with, but today Chu Xian doesn't want to take the old road again, it's a sudden whim, and he wants to try something new.

So I changed to a different road, a remote mountain road, but this road Sanpang has obviously passed by. After all, Sanpang has traveled all over the Wushen Mountain in the past two months. He is familiar with this place. Far surpassed Chu Xian's.

"Master, there is a pool of water in front of the valley, which is very nice. There is also a delicious fruit over there. I come here often. By the way, there is also a poem engraved on the stone, but I am illiterate and can't read it." What is it written on?" Sanpang muttered as he walked, he was much more proficient in speaking now, and it was also because Chu Xian often chatted with him, but Chu Xian hadn't taught him how to read.

Chu Xian also smiled slightly when he heard it: "This is Wushen Mountain. It is normal to have some places of spiritual charm. As for the poem you mentioned, it should be left by a certain Wu ancestor. Go and have a look. I have also studied the characters of the Wu tribe, so maybe I can tell which ancestor Wu wrote it."

Chu Xian didn't lie, he was knowledgeable and had studied the Witch characters in his early years, so he could understand all kinds of Witch classics.

In this way, the three fat people led the way, turned around and entered a dense forest. The mountain road first went up, then turned sharply down, shuttled left and right, and after a while, it suddenly became clear, and arrived at the hinterland of a cliff.

From a long distance, you can hear the sound of water here. When you get closer, the sound gets louder, but it doesn't roar. It's even obvious that there is a waterfall falling into the water. On the contrary, it feels more secluded here.

Looking at the scenery in front of him, Chu Xian couldn't help feeling, what a secret place of mountains and rivers, it's really a wonderful place.

At this moment, San Fatty seemed to be offering treasures, so he brought a few big fruits to Chu Xian. Chu Xian looked at them and found that they should be ordinary wild fruits, but they grew very well.

Continuing forward, Chu Xian saw the pool and the waterfall falling from above. The waterfall is not big, but the water is clear and the falling sound is empty, which makes people feel refreshed.

And behind the waterfall, there is a cave, if you don't look carefully, you really can't see it, San Fatty has obviously been here, after leading Chu Xian into it, Chu Xian immediately frowned.

This is a stone house with benches and stone beds inside, but looking at the style, it is not the style of the Wu clan, but more like the style of the Holy Dynasty.

This is strange, how can there be such a stone house in the style of the Holy Dynasty in Wushen Mountain?
Chu Xian's curiosity was aroused all of a sudden, and when he looked closely, he confirmed his previous guess. Everything here is human style, and there are even futons, broken pens, and inkstones inside, but it has been a long time , has been dusty for a long time, there may be calligraphy and paintings on the wall, but it is still decayed and broken.

On the stone table over there, however, a few lines of writing remained, just like what San Pang said, it was indeed a poem, and when Chu Xian took a closer look, his pupils shrank immediately.

You must know that in Chu Xian's current state of mind, there is almost nothing that can make him particularly concerned, or that can surprise him, if there is, it must be a shocking event, or a method that can break the curse spirit in his body.At this moment, what Chu Xian discovered did not belong to the latter. In Chu Xian's view, this was a shocking discovery.

The poem on the stone table reads: "Born in the emperor's family, my heart is concerned with the power of the world. When will I break the prison and show my ambition!"

Ordinary poems and essays don't even have any signatures. I don't know who wrote them, but when Chu Xian looked at them, he was terrified, because even if they didn't have signatures, he could tell who wrote these words from the handwriting.

Naturally, it must have been seen before, and the font is special and easy to recognize. It just so happens that Chu Xian is a master of calligraphy, and his attainments in this area are quite high. When he saw the characters on the stone table, he immediately recognized the origin .

What's more, Chu Xian didn't believe it at first, and began to study it carefully, and even compared it with the font in the Shenhai library, but there is no doubt that Chu Xian was more sure of the identity of the owner of the font.

Because of this, Chu Xian was shocked.

Because the person who wrote this font, if nothing else, is Li Qianlong.

How could Li Qianlong's handwriting appear here? This is Wushen Mountain.This was the first question that came to Chu Xian's mind, but soon, he answered it for himself.

Why not?
Li Qianlong has mastered many secret methods of shamanism, including voodoo blood rain, and even the life-eating witch curse that he has never mastered in the four sets of spiritual diagrams. I have been to Wushen Mountain, because these two kinds of voodoo mystic arts are most likely passed down from Wushen Mountain.

Chu Xian took a deep breath. Although the matter of Li Qianlong came to an end, there were still too many unsolved mysteries. Originally, these unsolved mysteries were chaos, but now, suddenly, Chu Xian discovered that the future of this chaos To solve the riddle, I found a breakthrough by chance.

It may be possible to continue to explore and solve this mystery.

No matter who it is, the most fearful thing is not death, but living without purpose, like a walking corpse. At this moment, Chu Xian has found a target. He wants to solve the mystery that troubles him, dig out the truth, and see what is it. what happened.

This feeling immediately filled him with fighting spirit, and his eyes regained their sharpness, unlike an old man who is nearly four hundred years old.

Assume first that this poem was written by Li Qianlong, then determine the time, judging by the degree of decay of the things here, it should be 30 to 50 years ago, but certainly not more than [-] years.

In other words, during this period of time, Li Qianlong had been to Wushen Mountain, been here, and lived here.

Chu Xian began to search the entire stone house, including the entire valley. It can be said that Chu Xian would go through every plant and tree to see if he could find any valuable clues.

But it's a pity that when Li Qianlong left, he obviously cleaned and took away most of the things. Chu Xian didn't find anything of value.

The single most valuable discovery is that it is certain that Li Qianlong has been here.

Then, the voodoo blood rain and the life-eating witch curse can also be assumed to be learned here, Chu Xian pondered, although Li Qianlong is talented, but he can never be self-taught, that is to say, whether it is voodoo blood Whether it is rain or the life-eating witch curse, someone taught him.

Who taught it?
Chu Xian knows that witchcraft is different from immortality and has requirements for blood, so it can be ruled out that Li Qianlong is self-taught, because even if there is a great adventure, by chance, he found the lost ancient books of the witch clan, but there is no such thing as a witch clan. Intermediate and high-level bloodlines are absolutely unable to practice and perform.

As Chu Xian, who has studied witchcraft and secret spells and achieved great achievements, he still has the right to speak in this regard.

That's why Chu Xian was sure that someone must be helping Li Qianlong and teaching him these two lost witchcrafts, and as soon as this thought came out, Chu Xian already had a suspect in his mind.

Whether it is voodoo blood rain or the life-eating witch spell, they are all top-level witchcraft, and they have been lost. Who can master this kind of thing?
It must be a person with a very high status and seniority, and must be the ancestor of the Wu clan. Other Wu clan members are not qualified and capable of mastering this ability. What's more, Li Qianlong learned witchcraft in Wushen Mountain, and Wushen Mountain , only the ancestor Wu can set foot.

(End of this chapter)