Tomb Bride: A Millennium Immortal Jade Face Beauty

But after all, it was the two of us who spared his cleanliness, so this person must not be an ordinary person. Seeing that his face is breathless and calm, I don't know how long he has been sitting on this lump without eating or drinking.

"Master Daoist, Wushuang didn't intend to disturb your cultivation, but he and his friends accidentally fell into a pool of water and just entered this Immortal Mansion. I hoped that the Daoist Master would show us the way. Where do we come from?" He bowed his hands politely and saluted.

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"Daozhang, Wansheng Wushuang is being polite."

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"Daoist...you...your sister!"

Mei Hui had run out of patience, and cursed: "Old man, don't shame you, I'll be rude if you don't say anything, auntie!"

I think this old man doesn't answer a single word. Ordinary people can't calm down when they encounter Meihui's pungent temper, no matter how high their cultivation is.

"Don't waste your saliva, he... he shouldn't be alive!" I pushed Meihui away, bent down and slowly moved towards the old Taoist.

Although he said so, he still had no idea in his heart. Suddenly there was such a figure sitting in the well-endowed hole, whether you were alive or dead, you still felt a little dazed in your heart.Could it be that this old man just died a few days ago?No, this outfit doesn't look like a modern Taoist priest, but the water hole is so dark and damp, how did the corpse stay stiff and not rotten?

Mei Hui pulled me hard from behind, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, could it be a zongzi? I think we should pull it down, and if you can't provoke me, just run away, don't be hard on him."

I shook my head: "It's hard to say, but the flesh and blood of the big zongzi are very blistered, and the complexion is black, and have you ever heard of the big zongzi trapping himself in this water hole? Then what does he eat? Could it be a zombie?" Can you swim out by yourself?"

I turned the switch of the military flashlight to the highest gear, and focused my attention on the old man's wrinkled face. He still remained calm and sat cross-legged on the boulder.

"Brother, look, is there a scroll on his knee?"

Sure enough, there was a scroll between the old Taoist's knees, Mei Hui picked the scroll back into her hand with a small Tibetan knife, brushed off the dust, and opened it with a swish.I took a few glances and shrugged helplessly.The writing on it is all foreign characters. Although the font is similar to the Manchu I saw, it is not Manchu. The outline of the characters is somewhat similar to Chinese characters.

"This is the oldest Jurchen language family, also known as the Altaic Jurchen language," she said.

"Huh? Isn't the Jurchen script Manchu? What's the difference? I really don't understand the Tatars. Wait...you mean, this Taoist priest is a Jurchen? The Jurchens should believe in the Yellow Sect. How can there be Taoist priests? "I closed my mouth in shock.

He said that the ancient Altai Jurchen language was earlier than the Manchu language. This language family came from the combination of the minority languages ​​in the Altai region and the Chinese language of the Song Dynasty in China at that time. In other words, this old Taoist died here almost 800 years ago. In the early Yuan Dynasty.

"What? This...his body has been sitting here for 800 years? How is this possible? Can you understand Altai Jurchen?"

"let me try!"

In fact, I didn’t hold out much hope when I asked her about the real text of old women. Let alone her, I haven’t even heard of this kind of text. The writings of his ancestors can be heard.But her words, let's try, really surprised me.

"Brother, who do you think this old Taoist is? He is Taoist Master Qingshui! This scroll records that in 1215, Taoist Master Qingshui, commonly known as Wanyan Chuxin, led an army of [-] to fight Genghis Khan's Mongolian cavalry at the junction of Jin and Mongolia. Wanyan Chuxin was defeated. Later, he led a small number of troops to retreat to the vicinity of Nanyang, and was attacked by the Song army again. Finally, he had to flee to Wudang Mountain alone. In Wudang Mountain, he happened to meet Qiu Chuji, the son of Changchun who was wandering in the past. Apprentice, that's probably what it means, I can't understand some of them."