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Chapter 736: The Legend of Sang Xiang

() "This rune was inherited by the Moon God of our clan. It was obtained from the bones of some ferocious beasts. It is also called a treasure talisman. However, as the years go by, as the Moon Spirit Clan learns about this rune

There are fewer and fewer people who understand it, so the art of runes is gradually dying out!"

When Qin Xuan understood the origin of the runes due to the finger of Patriarch Yueling, the somewhat vicissitudes of the voice of Patriarch Yueling echoed in his ears. There was a sense of loneliness in that voice, like that of the clan.

The inheritance was cut off, which made him feel regretful and helpless and could only sigh.

Qin Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the animal skin in the middle and the convex runes on the skin, and he understood the meaning. It recorded a rune technique called shadow archery, which is an arrow.

An application of law.

"Our Yueling Clan has a long heritage. During the years of our ancestors, we were earth-shatteringly powerful. However, when we reach our peak, it often represents a moment of decline. Otherwise, how could our Yueling Clan suffer such petty humiliation?

!”

Ancestor Yue Ling's eyes were cold, and his voice was even colder. Thinking about the strength of his ancestors in the past, and then thinking about the present, Ancestor Yue Ling couldn't help but sigh.

tone.

"That's it, Qin Xuan, now I have passed on this rune to you. If you understand it, it is also your creation. This rune is simple to look at, but it is not simple. It is an application of the soul.

A way in which the mind is integrated into the rules and uses the power of heaven and earth for one’s own use!”

Ancestor Yue Ling sat down cross-legged and spoke slowly, "This rune is different from the rune way of the immortal way, or simply, it is a way of the soul, a way of the soul, because this rune requires

It is imprinted on one's own soul and one's heart. It is between illusion and reality, between material and material. Only in this way can it exert its power!"

Qin Xuan's eyes flashed and he looked at the convex runes on the animal skin. He brushed it with his right hand and wanted to imprint it on his soul. However, when he thought about it, he found that his consciousness went blank for an instant, as if he had forgotten everything about the runes.

At this moment, the restricted clone in his sea of ​​consciousness moved slightly.

Although the three clones in his sea of ​​consciousness have grown a few inches, they look a little sluggish. This is because the three clones merged with Qin Xuan, and when they withstood the power of the third step of cultivation, they were a little sluggish.

They were damaged.

This kind of injury is the injury of the split soul, which needs time to be nourished slowly. The connection between Qin Xuan and them is also vague. At this moment, the forbidden clone moved slightly. Qin Xuan's mind was attracted to the rune.

But they didn’t notice the almighty height of rebirth.

"The research on runes reached its pinnacle with the first generation ancestor, and it was this ancestor who planned the reincarnation of the world and allowed future generations to know that the Broken Moon Realm we live in is an illusion.

A sham of reincarnation!”

Ancestor Yue Ling sighed. He was holding a piece of animal skin in his middle, which was densely covered with convex and convex runes. He brushed it with both hands, with an unspeakable complexity in his eyes, "And among them, that ancestor

, I used the power of this rune to break through the fog and see the truth!"

"Qin Xuan, have you heard of Sang Xiang's biography?"

Patriarch Yueling suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Xuan.

"The biography of Sang Xiang?"

Qin Xuan thought for a moment and shook his head.

"Sangxiang is a kind of butterfly. This kind of butterfly is not big, only the size of a human palm, but it has all the colors in the world, and each one is different.

She flies in the sky, invisible to ordinary people, because the world that belongs to her is above the nine heavens filled with hurricanes. Even though she is a butterfly, even though she has beautiful wings, her wings will only flap three times in her life, except

Except for these three times, she was always in the wind, dancing with the wind."

Ancestor Yue Ling put down the animal skin in the middle and picked up another piece. After taking a look at it, he continued to speak. "The first time she flapped her wings was when she flew to the nine heavens after she was born on the earth. The second time she flapped

Wings are when she was at the peak of her life, she flapped her wings and danced with that gorgeous color, trying to find her companions.

But often, it is impossible to find it. The last time she flapped her wings was at the end of her life. She tried her best to leave traces. The moment after the wings flapped, her body also turned into little bits of light.

, like seeds, scattered on the earth by the wind, these seeds can turn into cocoons, but only one can become a butterfly."

Qin Xuan listened quietly. At this moment, he also gave up imprinting the rune in his soul. He knew that this might not be something he could understand in a short time, and the words of Patriarch Yue Ling at this moment also made him think.

Got some interest.

He knew that Patriarch Yueling's words would not be without reason, but must have some purpose. According to his guess, the legend of Sang Xiang might be related to the rune, so he calmed down.

, listen carefully.

"Sang Xiang's three flapping of wings has a long tradition in our Yueling clan. According to the legend, when Sang Xiang flaps his wings for the first time, a storm will arise in a very far place in the void.

When the storm sweeps across, the mountains and rivers will collapse, the earth will be broken, and the sea water will roll back.

The second flapping of the wings will cause the sky to collapse, the starry sky to shatter, and hurricanes to arise. From then on, the starry sky will be filled with brilliance of life, falling into silence, and turning into ruins.

The third flapping of the wings is like a reincarnation, returning to the starting point. It is a annihilation of the world, turning the entire sky and universe into nothingness, becoming a state of annihilation, and repeating the reincarnation.

This is the biography of Sang Xiang!"

When Patriarch Yue Ling's voice slowly echoed, Qin Xuan's mind moved, but his expression remained as usual. This was not his deliberate intention, but the evolution after various experiences in the endless reincarnation.

of nature.

"The legend of Sang Xiang should be related to Grandpa Grandpa's first generation ancestors, and even more to the power of runes used by countless reincarnations to see the truth... Grandpa Grandpa, right?"

After a moment of silence, Qin Xuan looked at Ancestor Yueling and spoke calmly.

"Yes, that ancestor planned the reincarnation of the world in order to finally turn into a butterfly named Sang Xiang and flap her wings for the first time, thus breaking through the fog and seeing the truth of the matter!

The legend of Sang Xiang is true, and we, the Yueling Clan, still have a magical power called Butterfly Transformation! It was left by the first generation of ancestors and evolved from the rune technique, but its power is...

It's just the magic of runes, maybe even less..."

Ancestor Yue Ling looked at Qin Xuan with unabashed admiration in his eyes. Qin Xuan was the hope of the Yue Ling clan and the future of the Yue Ling clan. He was thinking so much at this moment just to arouse Qin Xuan's attention to him.

Pay attention to the art of runes, and thus gain understanding of the full text of The Legend of Fox Demon: Feng Sanniang.

After all, he had seen the power of runes in the memory passed down to him by his ancestors, but it was precisely because of this that he wanted Qin Xuan to obtain it, because Qin Xuan was the hope of their clan.

If Qin Xuan understands the art of runes, then he will have the power to protect himself, and the hope of the Moon Spirit Clan will have a slight possibility of becoming a reality.

"Qin Xuan, the art of runes, once you understand it, you understand it, and if you don't understand it, you don't understand it. Therefore, no matter how much I know, if you don't understand it, it will become an empty talk, but you are the hope of my Yueling clan.

, the ancestor of my Yueling Clan prayed for a prophecy, so I think you will definitely understand this rune technique, I am waiting for you!"

Ancestor Yue Ling stood up, walked to the bookshelf nearby, and picked up a piece of animal skin, which was also densely covered with runes.

"Although this rune technique is an inheritance, it is also the text used by our Moon Spirit clan to record some important things. On this piece of animal skin, there are the recipes for the one hundred and eight kinds of wine. Now you can take it, maybe in the

It’s nothing here, but outside, it may cause a madness, so you need to be careful when using it!”

"Grandpa Zu, I understand!" Qin Xuan took the animal skin, took a look at it and nodded solemnly.

"Grandpa Zu, I have a request!"

"Well, you want your family and friends to come and take a look, right?" Patriarch Yueling smiled and looked at Qin Xuan with a touch of kindness.

"Grandpa Zu, is it okay?" Qin Xuan asked.

"Yes, of course!"

At this point, the ancestor of Yueling sighed, "Actually, when every child of our Yueling clan is born, I will use the power of runes to wash their bodies. When they grow up, I will also let them come here.

But they didn't have the chance, and I don't know why all this happened.

So if your family and friends want to see it, I have nothing against it. If they have some understanding, it is their opportunity. I can only wish you the best. After all, this inheritance will not be cut off in my life, even if we... have already

Dead!"

"Grandpa Ancestor!" Qin Xuan spoke quickly after hearing the sadness in Yueling Ancestor's last voice.

"Haha, it's okay!"

Ancestor Yueling shook his head, "Look, I'll call them up!"

"Grandpa Zu, thank you!"

Just when Patriarch Yueling turned around, Qin Xuan's voice came from behind him, causing him to pause, but then he wavered, and when a vortex appeared in front of him, he stepped into it and disappeared.

His figure.

"The biography of Sang Xiang!"

After Patriarch Yueling left, Qin Xuan looked at the animal skin and the densely packed runes on it. His eyes flashed. He knew that this was the use of another power system. If he mastered it, he would definitely become more powerful.

.

"This kind of rune can only turn into a kind of power when it is imprinted in the soul, or it uses a kind of soul power, but maybe not, after all, it is impossible for grandpa not to think of this!"

Looking at the animal skin, Qin Xuan couldn't help but shook his head as he murmured. At this moment, he was helpless. After all, he had branded it just now, but got nothing. He sighed slightly, and then stood up.

He picked up pieces of animal skins from the bookshelf and flipped through them piece by piece. Looking at them, he already knew all the rune fonts, so there was no difficulty in reading them, and he had memorized them all.

But just as he was imprinting the mark on his soul, his consciousness went blank for an instant, as if all the knowledge of runes had been forgotten by him. After a while, Qin Xuan opened his eyes and sighed slightly.

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