Gods and Immortals

() After leaving the Holy Temple of Nuwa, Mo Xuan walked towards the post house without looking back, carrying the lampstand in his arms.

As for the woman's identity, Mo Xuan was almost sure after hearing the word Qingqiu country.

In the records of later generations, there is one creature in Qingqiu State that is absolutely famous.

Fox demon!

In addition, this woman has a pair of charming eyes, pointed ears and pointed nose, and although her posture and movements are lazy, she is full of charm.Mo Xuan realized that this Shangxian was probably not a fairy, but a fox demon who had become a ghost.

On the mountain of Qingqiu, there is a beast, its shape is like a fox with nine tails, its voice is like a baby, and it can eat people...

Mo Xuan was very impressed by the description of the nine-tailed fox in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Mo Xuan didn't know if Su Qingsang's voice sounded like a baby's.But swallowing [-]% of his lifespan, in Mo Xuan's concept, is basically the same as being able to eat people.

"No wonder the white hair stretched out its hand and pawed..." Mo Xuan muttered, "It turned out to be a fox!"

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Back at the post house, it was almost noon, and the three servants of Shen Dao Dao had already gone back to Gu Zhu.

The teacher sent by the Jin'ao Academy to receive the noble children came once during this period and left some notices for registration.

Mo Xuan hurriedly ate a large piece of bland stewed meat, grabbed the corn pancake in one hand, and carefully read what was written on the notice.

Some words at the beginning are about the origin of the Jinao Academy.

You don't need to look at Mo Xuan to know this. In his previous life, he was a disciple of Jin'ao Academy, so he is very familiar with this place.

The Golden Ao Academy was founded by the descendants of the immortals from the upper realm. The teaching and practice of the immortal arts in the academy all come from the inheritance of the immortals.

The Yin Shang Dynasty, which worshiped the gods, would of course sincerely enshrine such real fairy relics, and even send noble children from the royal court to study and practice, in order to obtain the inheritance of the gods.

It can be said that the Jinao Academy represents the royal power of the Yin and Shang Dynasties and is a symbol of being blessed by the gods.

Speaking out, the nobles of my Great Shang Dynasty are all descended from the direct lineage of immortals, and they command the world, who would not accept it?

Therefore, the Jin'ao Academy has an extremely lofty status among the great merchants.

Even the royal court spared no expense to build a huge city around the Jin'ao Academy, which is also the Jin'ao City.

Most of the countless talents cultivated among them entered the royal court and became Xiangyin generals who led the army to govern the country. A small number of geniuses with extremely high attainments in fairy arts entered the witch temple, which symbolized theocratic power.

Regarding the Temple of the Witch God, Mo Xuan was just a soldier in charge of the flag in his previous life, and he didn't know much about it. This time he was reborn, he had the opportunity to get close to it.

At the back of the explanation, it roughly talks about the precautions for writing into the journal.

For example, before entering school, you need to burn incense and pay homage, and purify yourself.After enrolling, you need to live alone in the college, and it is best to bring enough money and clothes.

At the end of the training camp, there will be a confrontation ring to evaluate the ranking.Students who fail to get the ranking will be eliminated and can only register next year. If they are eliminated for three consecutive years, they will never be able to enter the academy to practice.

Mo Xuan took a look at these rules, they were a bit similar to the university registration of later generations, but no archaeologist had ever discovered that there was such an education model in ancient times.

It goes without saying that Mo Xuan is a veteran student and knows the rules.

As for money and clothes, this Mo Xuan really didn't know how much money he had in his bag.He opened the purse left by his servant before he left and counted it. There were more than 100 jade shells in it, which was not a small amount.

Shells, the hard currency of the Shang Dynasty.

Among them, bone shells ground from animal bones, tortoise shells and other bones are the least valuable, and one hundred shells can be exchanged for one stone shell.This stone shell does not mean that all the stones can be spent by grinding them into shells. They must be rocks with a small amount of jade debris, and the ground stone shells are only worth a hundred bone shells.And this kind of stone can only be produced around the jade mine, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find it.

As for pure jade shells, one hundred stone shells are needed to exchange for one.

The jade shell is warm and clear, and the whole body is pure white jade, which is very rare. Only the casting priests of the royal court can grind this kind of jade shell.Ordinary peasants, who have been busy for a year, harvested food and hunted, and the food they accumulated was just enough to exchange for a jade shell.

Further up, it is the most valuable currency in the Shang Dynasty, Haibei.

This seashell is not man-made, but a precious snail produced in the far sea.When Mo Xuan was traveling in later generations, he bought two pairs for five yuan.

There are big and small snails, so there are more or less valuable jade shells.

The size of an ordinary egg is about a hundred jade shells.And palm-sized snails can be exchanged for nearly a thousand jade shells.The rarity is the most precious thing, and it is rare for ordinary inland people to see small seashells once in a lifetime, let alone big ones.

Mo Xuan weighed his more than a hundred jade shells, enough to spend for several years, and even a little squandering in Jin'ao City is enough, so don't worry.

The only thing that worries Mo Xuan is the issue of cultivation.

In the 20 years of fighting and fighting in the previous life, Mo Xuan's vision and means were not a problem at all.But now this 14-year-old boy doesn't have much strength, and experience is useless.The most urgent thing is to improve your physical fitness first, so as to have a good foundation to explore a higher realm.

What's more, Wen Zhong and other secret treasures, even immortals covet and kill people, Mo Xuan doesn't think he can control them with a 14-year-old body.

But even if you can't control it, at least you have to find a way to get out the dragon-shaped white light today, otherwise you will bring a lamp stand by your side, you will have long nights and dreams, maybe someone will steal it one day, and you will have nowhere to cry.

The most important thing right now is to set a specific practice plan for yourself, in order to improve your physical fitness to a height that is sufficient to use the previous experience of Shenfa as soon as possible.

Without a bit of self-protection strength, even if you have memory and experience, it is useless.

Mo Xuan clenched his fists with heavy eyes, his eyes shining with determination.

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Returning to the bedroom with the lampstand, Mo Xuan fastened the door and carefully took out the lampstand.

On the lamp base, there are dense cirrus patterns overlapping each other, which are almost corroded by copper rust and cannot be seen.On the body of the lamp post, the flying dragon pattern, which is rare in this era, hovers upwards, with five beads in its mouth, and five twisted cores protruding from the groove of the lamp oil, exquisite and gorgeous.

In the memory of the Battle of Makino, Mo Xuan didn't see clearly the patterns on the lamp stand, but the five unique wicks left a deep impression on him.

"That's right!" Mo Xuan raised the lampstand and began the most traditional ceremony, recognizing the Lord with blood!

Mo Xuan didn't know if he really remembered such a ceremony, or if he watched too many movies and TV dramas in later generations, he actually pricked his fingertips, squeezed out a few drops of blood, and dripped them carefully on the lamp stand.

Blood dripped on the flying dragon pattern on the lamppost, Mo Xuan closed his eyes and waited quietly, the next second there was going to be strong winds and thunder, and then the sky fell and the ground fell, and a dragon-shaped white light shot up into the sky and penetrated into his body ...

1 minutes……

10 minutes……

Mo Xuan clutched the lampstand nervously for half an hour, except for the rooster hanging upside down on the wall, which made a "goo" sound, reminding Mo Xuan that there was a living creature in the room, nothing happened.

"Blood recognition is invalid?" Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Could it be that this bronze lamp followed the routine of Aladdin's magic lamp?"

Mo Xuan stretched out his thumb, stuck it against the lamp post and rubbed it lightly twice.

no response……

I rubbed it on the lamp holder again, but there was still no response.

Mo Xuan gritted his teeth, stretched out five fingers, rubbed and rubbed, and rubbed against the broken lampstand full of copper rust.

Ten minutes later, the lampstand was wiped so shiny that it was almost sparkled by Mo Xuan, but there was still no response.

"What the hell!" Mo Xuan frowned while treating the wound on his hand.

The Eastern routine is not good, and the Western routine is also not good. Could it be that this lampstand is fake, and there is no secret treasure at all?

The more Mo Xuan thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. He thought that Su Qingsang had already transformed into a human form, at least she was also a monster with magical powers. If there was a secret treasure in this lampstand, how could she not see it?

But during the Battle of Makino, the picture displayed by the immortal from the upper realm was exactly this bronze lampstand.

For a moment, Mo Xuan's somewhat lost thoughts ignited a raging war again.

If he didn't get this secret treasure out, he would definitely die in 20 years. Mo Xuan gritted his teeth and continued to try various methods.

This attempt took one afternoon.

In the middle of the night, the lights of all the houses were extinguished, but Mo Xuan still had no choice but to use this lampstand.

"That's right!" Mo Xuan suddenly thought, what is the function of the lampstand?Isn't it just lighting up?I tried so many methods myself, but I didn't try to turn on the light.

It happened that there were other lamps in the house, so Mo Xuan poured the grease from the lamps into the bronze lamp stand, and carefully lit all five twist cores.

A lamp with one wick is no better than five.For a moment, the room was extremely bright, and Mo Xuan sat at the table, resting his chin, and watched eagerly as the lampstand slowly burned out the lamp oil.

"Aside from wasting oil, do you have any use..." Mo Xuan temporarily gave up.

I have to report tomorrow, so I don't have time to waste this evening with this lampstand.Mo Xuan went straight to bed, and the burnt bronze lampstand was placed beside the bed, so quiet and helpless.

……

In the darkness, Mo Xuan seemed to be falling from a high altitude.

The weightlessness of the fall woke him up suddenly.

But after waking up, Mo Xuan found that he was not lying on the bed, but was really falling in a void at high speed.

Overhead, above the huge sky, is full of stars.

Countless swirl-like colorful nebulae, like huge eyeballs, adorn the night and look down on the earth.

The vast galaxy is vast and boundless. Although Mo Xuan is falling, he still feels that he is in the boundless galaxy, separated from the dust of the mortal world.

Under the feet, the vast sea of ​​clouds is boiling and rolling, and the auspicious clouds with a faint purple light are also vast and majestic.

Half of the world is dark and half is bright.

Five huge flying mountains slowly rotated in the void, floating from the sea of ​​purple light clouds.Like flowing water, the auspicious clouds passed through the forests, boulders, and pavilions on the five floating islands, and sprinkled towards the sea of ​​clouds.

The island is ten thousand feet high and hundreds of miles wide.

Large and small floating gravel slowly rotate around the island, like a heavenly palace, mighty and majestic!

Mo Xuan was shocked by this magnificent scene and his whole body went numb!

Later generations themselves have only heard of this huge floating island in legends and texts, but they never expected to witness it with their own eyes today, it is shocking!

It's just that these five giant islands broke the quiet lake like a drop of water when Mo Xuan appeared rashly.In an instant, there was a strong wind between the islands, howling and roaring!

They flew away in five different directions!

While Mo Xuan was stunned, a ball of white light exploded in the central position surrounded by five islands, attracting him to look.

"Who?! Who broke my seal in advance and spied on the five great immortal veins?!"

A thunderous roar suddenly exploded in the void, and the strong impact scattered the sea of ​​purple clouds below a little towards the surroundings.

Mo Xuan's ears overflowed with blood from the shock, and the pain was excruciating.

The source of the sound was the white light in the central yang of the five islands. The white light rolled and twisted, faintly turning into a dragon shape, and Mo Xuan recognized it just by looking at it.

Isn't this the secret treasure that Wen Zhong was taken away by the immortals in the upper realm? !

For a moment, Mo Xuan didn't know whether he was in a dream or in reality, and there was nothing in the bronze lampstand he had exchanged from the Nuwa Temple, and this secret treasure was actually in such a magical place.

"you!"

The ball of white light swept around, and instantly focused on Mo Xuan, who was falling from the high school, screaming and shouting turned into sound waves rolling towards him.

"Usurper!"