The man then led everyone to the beach, pointed to an indistinct island not far from Mochuan County, and said: "My great-grandfather lived there all his life, and later my grandfather also went there.
Grandpa said that he placed an old thing on the top of the mountain there, which he said was passed down from his ancestors, but he told me not to look at the thing if nothing happened, as long as I remember to pass it on."
Hu Wenli asked: "Mr. Lan, are you saying that this island has been there since your great-grandfather's time?" After the Lan people joined Tianxia, they all took Lan and Lan as their surnames, and this person was no exception.
The man named Lan stamped his foot on the ground and said, "Yes."
Hu Wenli said: "Isn't that right? After the turbid tide, the entire landmass has changed. Some of the inland islands have long since disappeared. How can this island still be here? And this island is so close to the mainland.
, could it be that no one has been up there?”
The man surnamed Lan said: "To tell you the truth, even when the turbid tide comes, the island can still be seen and there is no change. More than sixty years ago, my grandfather took my father up there to avoid the turbid tide.
, but it seems that only our family members can see this ghost place. If I don’t bring you here today, you won’t be able to see this place.”
The village elder spoke out at this time: "What the boy from Lan Bing's family said is true. He has been here for most of his life and has never seen this island. Otherwise, he would have gotten involved with this monk and Shangguan today."
Light, I'm afraid I won't be able to see this place."
Zhang Yu said at this time: "I'll go up and have a look. You can stay here first."
When Hu Wenli heard this, he became anxious and said: "Xuanzheng, I came here just to understand this matter. Xuanzheng can't just abandon me like this."
The man surnamed Lan said: "This superior cultivator will not be able to see this place without me."
Zhang Yu thought for a moment, and although he didn't think that he wouldn't be able to see this place without taking this person with him, he didn't think he could do it to protect these people, unless the supernatural power on the island had the power of a higher realm.
But if that were the case, he would have been eliminated by Zhu Xuanshou and the previous Xuanshou long ago, so how could he still be here today?
The village elder pulled over a strong man who was following him and said, "I'm old now, so I won't be an eyesore. Let my boy drive the boat for the superiors and officials."
Zhang Yu did not refuse and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, old man."
The village elder said: "Don't dare, don't dare, in front of the superior cultivator, how dare you say that, it would be a shame for the little old man."
In his impression, all cultivators have long lifespans. The longer they live, the longer their abilities. The person opposite is Xuanzheng. He is said to be the most powerful cultivator in the entire Shangzhou, so he can live a long life.
The oldest one looks young, maybe he is an ancestor who has lived for eighteen hundred years.
The village elder's son was also very kind, so he called a dozen or so helpers, sailed a medium-sized wooden sailing boat, loaded a few people on board, and headed for the island.
The island looked so close, but it took a whole summer to reach it. However, as soon as everyone arrived here, they felt something strange. It was extremely quiet here. Not to mention the sea breeze from the sea, you could not even hear the sound of the sea water outside.
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At this time, Zhang Yu looked back and saw nothing except the vast sea, as if the land had completely disappeared.
He could feel that this place seemed to be a place similar to a spiritual gate.
He glanced around. From the outside, the island seemed not big, only about a hundred acres. But looking at it now, there were continuous mountains and dense forests inside the island state, extending into a thick fog.
Not far from the beach, there is a stone statue of a six-armed baby, but it only has a body and no head. A spring of water flows from the navel of the stone statue and converges into a stream among the dense vegetation.
The man surnamed Lan said loudly: "I heard my father talk about this thing. He said that although it is weird, it contains living water that is drinkable. My father said that the water is sweet and can flow endlessly all year round. My family
That residence must be behind the ridge, and you have to climb two hills, and the old thing that Shang Xiu wants to ask about should also be inside."
Hu Wenli asked curiously: "According to Mr. Lan, your father and ancestors must have lived here for a long time, right? But I see that there are no birds and animals here, so how do you make a living? Do you catch sea fish every day?"
The man surnamed Lan looked at him and said, "My father said that you won't be hungry just by drinking that water. Maybe that water has magical powers."
Hu Wenli suddenly became interested and said: "Then let's go and have a look?" Although he said this, he did not make his own decision, but looked at Zhang Yu.
This place is very weird. Who knows what dangers there are. If you want to stay safe, you still have to listen to Zhang Yu, the Xuanzheng.
Zhang Yu walked to the stone statue and took a look at the water spring. The water was full of vitality. If it were richer, it could be called a potion. However, there was no magical power in it and it could be maintained by just drinking water.
In terms of vitality, the father of the man surnamed Lan must have some differences in himself, saying: "This water is drinkable, and there is no harm in touching it."
Hu Wenli's heart moved. He took out a water bag, poured out the water, and put the water in it.
Zhang Yu stared down for a moment and saw that there was an underground river that was winding and leading to the depths of the island. He looked into the distance and said, "Follow me, everyone."
Everyone quickly followed.
The terrain here on the island is rugged, and there are no ready-made roads in the dense forest. However, Zhang Yu took the lead and just walked forward. When he arrived, all the vegetation would separate on its own and the river would be interrupted here.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but marvel and awe.
After walking for a while, the group came to an earth ridge, on which there was a simple temple built with stones, and under the earth mound, there was a sturdy wooden shack.
The man surnamed Lan took a few glances and said, "That's right, this must be the place where my father lived when he was a child. It's no different from what he said." After saying that, he walked in and didn't know what to look for.
Zhang Yu turned his head at this time and looked at the vine-covered ground beside him. Hu Wenli suddenly became a little nervous and took a few steps closer to him and said, "Xuanzheng, what's wrong?"
Zhang Yudao: "Does Hu Zhuanwen still remember the legend I mentioned before?"
Hu Wenli said without thinking: "Of course I remember." His expression moved and he tried to ask: "Could it be..."
Zhang Yu jaw said: "The land we are standing on should be the island where the natives exiled their tribesmen and the six-armed babies."
Hu Wenli opened his eyes wide and said, "How did Xuan Zheng know?"
Zhang Yu motioned forward and said, "Hu Zhuanwen might as well go over there and have a look."
Driven by curiosity, Hu Wenli walked there and walked in front of the vine. He turned his head and looked behind him, and saw Zhang Yu standing there. He felt calm for a moment, so he reached up, opened it and looked at it, and then made an expression.
Solidified.
Just behind the vines, there was just a deep pit, with skeletons lying strewn across it. These skeletons were large and small, and the number was difficult to distinguish, but without exception, they all had six arms.
He looked at all this in shock and said: "This, this..." Then he reacted and murmured: "It is indeed here, it is indeed here!"
Only the island where the six-armed children were exiled could have so many six-armed people.
Zhang Yu looked at the stone temple above the mound. That place should be the place where the tribe built the sacrifice. If so, the "thing" might be inside.
He thought for a moment, looked at the man surnamed Lan, and said, "Mr. Lan, the things placed there are considered to be your ancestral belongings. You also know the purpose of my visit, can you be willing to give them to me?"
The man surnamed Lan said: "Since I want it, I'll take it. It's useless to me anyway. I just want to make a request."
Zhang Yudao: "Mr. Lan, please speak."
The man surnamed Lan said generously: "I have a little grandson who is eight years old and has been clamoring to practice Taoism all day long. Can I let this kid follow me to practice Taoism?"
Hu Wenli reminded: "Brothers of the Lan family, Zhang Xuanzheng is Qingyang Xuanzheng. Do you know what his identity is? Even Zhou Mu..."
Zhang Yu interrupted him and said, "It's okay. I have a few students under my sect. It's okay to have another student. But Mr. Lan, cultivation depends on talent. If he doesn't learn well, he can't force it."
The man surnamed Lan saw through it very clearly and said: "That's okay. If he can't fix it, let him give up this idea as soon as possible. If he comes back and raises fish with me, he can still support himself."
Zhang Yu lowered his head and said, "That's it, it's settled."
Hu Wenli was extremely emotional. This was a step to the sky. Even if his grandson could not learn well, it would not matter. Just the experience of being Zhang Yu's student was enough to last him a lifetime.
The village elder's son and other villagers looked at the man surnamed Lan with envy, and muttered, "The Lan family is going to be prosperous..." If they had known that having six hands would have this advantage, they would have wanted it too.
Zhang Yudao: "Everyone, please wait here and don't move around. I'll go up and take a look."
After everyone looked at the skeletons, they were all frightened and quickly agreed. Hu Wenli didn't say much this time. He clearly distinguished the importance and knew when not to cause trouble.
Zhang Yuteng floated up and landed on the mountain in one breath. He stood in front of the altar and looked at it for a few times before walking in. As soon as he entered, he could see a stone wall in front of him.
The pores in between were filled with soil mixed with roots and stems of weeds and trees.
It can be seen that this stone wall was built in a different era than the temple, and it seems that it was built piece by piece by later generations.
He walked forward, his figure disappeared, and his whole body had penetrated through the wall. Then he saw a stone case in front of him. There was a gold box on the top, about a foot long, and below it was a box made of gold.
There are piles of various clay pots.
He stared at this thing for a moment, and saw that there was nothing else here. After thinking for a moment, he flicked his sleeves and put the thing into his sleeves, then walked out and floated down again.
Everyone was sitting around a fire. When Hu Wenli saw him appearing, he was surprised and said: "Xuanzheng has been away for three days, and he is finally back."
Zhang Yu's eyes flashed slightly and he said, "Three days?"
"Yes." Everyone nodded.
Zhang Yu glanced at everyone and said slowly: "I have got the things, let's go back first."