Zhang Yu stood in the backyard of his residence and saw a row of five large boxes, sent by the chieftain of the Golden Finger Tribe.
While attacking a certain stronghold in Chaoyang City, he found a statue of a god that contained source energy. This reminded him that the two gods worshiped in Chaoyang City existed in legend, and many tribes in the city still retain their
There must be a lot of ancient festival customs and old items left, and it is very likely that there is source energy in these things.
But at that time, he didn't have time to search slowly, so he asked the chief to collect it for him.
Now it seems that this person did a very good job and was very attentive, and fulfilled his request very well. It can also be seen that there are many items in it that are originally private collections and are carefully and securely preserved.
It's no wonder that the Shenwei Army turned to this person to communicate with Chaoyang City. He did things very appropriately.
After looking at it for a moment, he stretched out his hand and took out a bronze sculpture of a bird and animal from one of the boxes. He felt the heat flow from it continue to flow towards him. After a while, the heat flow disappeared and the object turned into a sculpture in his hand.
A bunch of crumbs flowed down from the fingers.
He felt it, and the divine energy was slightly replenished.
He glanced again, his eyes paused, and a statue appeared. It was a wooden ocelot statue, and its posture and appearance were slightly similar to the statue seen on Mount Kigrit.
At this time, he felt something strange under his feet. When he looked down, he saw Lord Miaodan standing at his feet and meowing at him.
Zhang Yudao: "You want the same one?"
He thought for a while, and with one move, a bamboo branch flew into his hand. With a flick of his wrist, only a small half of it was left in his hand. The fracture was slanted and flat, like a carving knife, and then he randomly picked up an ordinary wooden statue of a strange god.
Come over and start carving on it.
After a while, a vivid ocelot statue appeared in his hand. It stared forward with focused eyes, light steps, its back was slightly arched, and its tail was raised high, as if there was some prey in front of it.
Although the statue is dead, it seems that the whole body maintains a dynamic state.
He placed the statue on the stone table aside. Miaodanjun jumped up and circled around the statue. Finally, he carefully approached it, touched the tip of the statue's nose with his soft nose, and let out a small sound.
's cry.
Zhang Yu looked at it for a moment, then turned his head and continued to examine the contents of these boxes. In addition to a few containing source energy, there were also many valuable books that could enrich his ancient knowledge.
After roughly looking through all the items, he found that half a day had passed before he knew it.
So he called Li Qinghe and asked him to pack up the things here and prepare some edible elixirs for Mr. Miaodan. Then with a thought, he summoned Xia Jian who was in the living room, held it in his hand, and returned to the quiet room to meditate.
went.
Somewhere in the southeast of Ruiguang City, in an ordinary house, Zhan Zhitong was sorting out books and carefully placing them in categories on the newly built bookcase.
Because he reported the God of Balance before, Xuanfu considered him meritorious and returned the bag of gold coins to him, and also gave him another reward. He collected some more money and moved out of the original dilapidated courtyard.
, lived here.
After arranging all the books, he went to get a basin of water, wiped Mr. Zhan's lower body, and washed his own face. When he was about to sit down and drink a cup of tea, he suddenly heard a knock on the door outside.
Zhan Zhitong thought he was a neighbor nearby. He had only moved here a few days ago. Seeing that it was not easy for him to take care of his father alone, these neighbors would send him some things and help him from time to time. He was very grateful for this.
So he said "Here we come", stood up, walked to the front yard, and opened the door. However, when he saw the person coming, he was startled.
This is a young man in his twenties, wearing a black smock, with delicate features. Under the sea are two scarlet eyes, and when you look closely at the clothes, they seem to be floating like smoke.
The visitor looked at him with scarlet eyes and said, "Is this Mr. Zhan?"
Although this man had some strange visions, Zhan Zhitong was not an ignorant person. He calmly replied: "It's me, what do you want me to do?"
The young man in black said: "I want to ask you to translate something."
Zhan Zhitong looked at him, took a step aside, and said, "Come in and sit down."
A young man in black clothes steps into the house.
Zhan Zhitong invited him to the living room, made him a cup of tea, and asked, "What does your Majesty need to translate?"
The young man in black took out a piece of paper and handed it to him.
Zhan Zhitong took a look and was a little surprised. What was written on it was actually the "Mysterious Book" of ancient Tianxia. The origin of the book was unpredictable. He thought it was another supernatural writing, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of document.
To be honest, such writing is rarely seen anymore, because it was used as a secret writing in the past and was specially used to hide certain information, so many Tianxia people may not recognize it.
He took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
The young man in black asked: "Can you translate?"
Zhan Zhitong thought for a moment and said, "I'll try my best to give it a try." He first read it carefully several times, then took a pen and paper and started writing on it, but he wrote very slowly. After writing for a while, he would stop.
Think for a moment and then continue.
The young man in black didn't rush him and just sat there quietly.
But the two of them had only been sitting for a while, when the door outside was suddenly pushed open, and then three people broke in unscrupulously. The leader looked directly at Zhan Zhitong and said coldly: "Is it Mr. Zhan? Come with us."
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He didn't use the tone of discussion. As he spoke, the person stepped forward and reached out to grab him.
The young man in black sat still, but his scarlet eyes flashed. Suddenly, a burst of black-red flames shot up from behind him, covering the entire house at once, burning fiercely, as if to burn everything.
All swallowed up.
Zhan Zhitong felt as if he was in a sea of fire, but after a trance, all these things disappeared again. Everything was there in good order. Not only that, the few people who broke in also disappeared, as if
What I saw just now was just an illusion.
The young man in black folded his arms and leaned on the seat. He looked at him with his scarlet eyes and said, "Continue."
Zhan Zhitong nodded and continued writing. It was almost an hour later that he stopped writing. After checking it once, he pushed it in front of the other party and said, "Your Majesty, please take a look."
As soon as the young man in black looked down, the paper floated up. He looked at it carefully, then looked at him again and said, "Is that all?"
Zhan Zhitong replied: "This ancient text involves a lot of practice terms. I can only translate them roughly according to the literal meaning. But I am not a practitioner after all. Many hidden meanings may not be accurate. The difference is thousands of miles away. What do you think the most?
It’s better to find another practitioner to take a look at it.”
The young man in black thought carefully and agreed: "You are right."
He looked up and asked, "Do you have any recommendations?"
Zhan Zhitong hesitated for a moment and shook his head.
The young man in black took one look at him and said, "I know." He left a bag of gold coins on the case, turned around and walked out.
Zhan Zhitong stood up at this time and asked: "Your Majesty, if someone asks about what happened today, what should I say?"
The young man in black didn't say anything, didn't even look back, and just walked out. Apparently he didn't care about the matter. When Zhan Zhitong chased him out, he found that he had disappeared.
He returned to the house, slowly closed the door, and frowned.
When the young man asked him the last sentence just now, the name that came to his mind immediately was Zhang Yu's name, because he was not only talented in all kinds of writing, but also a practitioner of Xuanfu, so he must be able to understand it.
of the above content.
But he didn't know the identity of this person, so he didn't say Zhang Yu's name.
However, the words "I know" the other party said did not seem to mean that he had given up asking, but that he really knew the answer, as if he could directly see his mind.
He took a few deep breaths, calmed down his mind, and walked to the place where the few people disappeared just now, but there was nothing there. It seemed that it was just an illusion. But at this time, something seemed to flicker, and he was gone.
He went over and bent down to pick up a crystal-clear gem.
At first he thought it was just an ordinary gem, but after looking at it a few more times, his expression changed, and he obviously realized something, and he grabbed the thing tightly with his hands.
Can't stay here any longer!
He quickly ran into the back room, rummaged for some things, then picked up the gold yuan on the table, hurriedly went out and hired a carriage. When he came back, he helped Mr. Zhan from the back room into the carriage, and then he also sat on it.
He ordered the driver to drive until he reached Anluju and then stopped.
This is the property of the Anxunhui, and it is located on the side of the inner city platform. It can be said that it is right under the noses of the government offices and the academy. Even the people of the Shenwei Army would never dare to cause trouble here.
After moving in, he immediately wrote a letter and asked the people here to send it to Taiyang Academy.
In the evening, a young Xuanxiu came over and said, "But Mr. Zhan, the teacher ordered me to come and pick you up."
Zhan Zhitong tried to ask: "Teacher Zhang?"
Young Xuanxiu said: "Yes."
Zhan Zhitong was relieved and followed him to the academy. It didn't take long before he stopped in front of Zhang Yu's residence. Young Xuanxiu said: "Master Zhan, please come in. The teacher will be waiting for you inside."
He thanked him and walked inside until he reached the living room. When he saw Zhang Yu standing there, he came up, bowed his head and said seriously: "Teacher Zhang."
Zhang Yu raised his sleeves and saluted, saying: "Master Zhan, please sit down and talk."
After Zhan Shaolang bowed again, he went to the guest seat and sat down.
After Zhang Yu sat down at the main seat, he said: "Zhan Shaolang, I have read your letter and have a general understanding of the matter. However, you said that the young man killed three people in an instant, and one of them may be a divine captain."
military?"
Comrade Zhan Zhi said: "Yes." He took out the spar from his sleeve and placed it on the coffee table. "If it weren't for those people, I would even suspect that it was just a dream."
Zhang Yu glanced around, and under Zhan Zhitong's surprised gaze, the thing slowly floated up until it was in front of him. After looking at it, he nodded and said: "It is indeed a divine robe."
He had a second thought and looked at the description of his clothes and appearance. This person was probably the disciple of Xuan Shou. Did he come to Ruiguang City just to translate those words?
Zhan Zhitong seemed to have thought of something at this time. He took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and said, "This is the Mysterious Book of Tianxia that I have written down."
Zhang Yu took it, glanced at it, and his eyes moved slightly. The thing involved seemed to be a confusing secret method of cultivation?
Zhan Zhitong hesitated for a moment and then said: "One more thing. Before the man left, he asked me if anyone could accurately translate these words. I thought of Mr. Zhang at that time, but I didn't say it, but the man said
'He knows'. I always feel like this person can see through my thoughts."
Zhang Yu said calmly: "I'm not sure whether that person can see through the young master's thoughts, but you were indeed given a hint by him, so you came to me right away."
He glanced at the piece of paper again, "That person should want to lend your hand to bring these mysterious books to me, so that if I can understand them, they will have been remembered in my heart. Then he will only need to find them again.
That’s it for me.”
Zhan Zhitong was shocked when he heard this. He immediately stood up, bowed his head heavily, and said apologetically: "Teacher Zhang, I'm really sorry. I didn't know it would be like this."
Zhang Yudao: "This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Zhan. Your choice now is correct. As for whether that person will come to me, even without you, if he is interested, he can still find out. But now you tell me first, I will at least still