Ye Xiaochuan wanted to find Xuan Ying the night before yesterday, but he met her today on Duantian Cliff. The reason for looking for her was not only to see if he could rescue his wealth from her clutches, but also to find Xuan Ying.
Ying looked at her Wufeng sword. Maybe she could recognize the ancient inscriptions on the Wufeng sword, and maybe she could solve the mystery of the origin of the two swords.
Regarding the wealth, Xuan Ying has no intention of returning it to Ye Xiaochuan right now. There are not many things in the world that can enter her eyes, and the divine bird, fire phoenix, is barely one of them.
When Ye Xiaochuan saw that he didn't want to return Wangcai, he simply let her play for a few more days. Women are always hot for three days. Now that Wangcai is fun, she will definitely get tired of it in a few days.
So he said: "Senior, there is one more thing I would like to ask you."
Xuan Ying said: "What's the matter?"
Ye Xiaochuan took out Wufeng and said: "Senior, see if you can recognize the meaning of these inscriptions on Wufeng sword. Is it a long-lost writing?"
Xuanying threw Wangcai on Ye Xiaochuan's head. Wangcai was overjoyed and immediately flapped his fat wings to stretch out his confinement. He had been tortured so badly by this female devil in the past two days that he even had thoughts of death.
It is happier to stay with the master, have meat to eat all day long, and don't have to eat green beans to lose weight.
Xuan Ying carefully looked at the blade of the Wufeng Sword. When the Wufeng Sword and Zhanchen Sword were used, they would often be accompanied by a dazzling light. Many people did not know that the blades of these two swords were not smooth, but engraved.
Densely packed inscription patterns.
Even Xuan Ying had never thought of this before.
She frowned and studied it for a while. Ye Xiaochuan didn't see her speak for a long time. He just turned over and over carefully looking at the inscriptions on the sword.
So he couldn't help but ask: "Senior, do you see anything? What do these patterns mean?"
Xuan Ying did not answer immediately, but said: "Situ Feng didn't tell you?"
Ye Xiaochuan shrugged and said: "He doesn't know what it is, but he said it seems to be related to the black witch tribe in southern Xinjiang. This kind of writing has been lost for a long time. No one recognizes it, and he doesn't recognize it either."
Xuan Ying nodded silently and said: "Yes, this is a kind of writing of the Black Witch Clan in southern Xinjiang, called Guiyunwen. This kind of writing is rarely spread, and it is not the mainstream writing of the Black Witch Clan, but the Black Witch Clan's writing.
An ancient cipher text secretly circulated among the wizards of the tribe, which can be traced back to 70,000 years ago, or even further back. This ghost text was lost in southern Xinjiang for tens of thousands of years, and was revived 20,000 to 30,000 years ago.
It’s a pity that the Black Witch Clan was short-lived and soon disappeared among the hundreds of thousands of mountains in southern Xinjiang. People in the Middle-earth region have probably never heard of it, let alone knowing it. It’s reasonable for Situ Feng not to know it.”
Ye Xiaochuan was overjoyed and said: "Senior Xuan Ying, since you know me, what do these ghost-like characters on these words mean? Tell me quickly, I really want to know!"
Xuan Ying glanced at him, handed the Wufeng sword back to Ye Xiaochuan, and said slowly: "There is nothing important, just some records about the origins of Zhanchen and Wufeng swords."
After saying that, with a move of his finger, Wang Cai squatted on Ye Xiaochuan's head like a piece of shit, and his body flew uncontrollably into Xuan Ying's arms. No matter how he fluttered and struggled, it was all in vain.
When Ye Xiaochuan looked around, Xuan Ying had disappeared with Wang Cai.
He was grand, Xuan Ying really didn't take other people's affairs seriously, he just wanted to know the origin of the swords Wu Feng and Zhan Chen, maybe he could break the curse of three lives and seven lives.
As a result, this woman clearly told herself that the ghostly cloud writing on the sword was to record the origin of the two swords, but she turned around and left, saying that this was irrelevant content.
Have you made a mistake? It's not you who dared to be cursed. For someone who cares about this kind of thing that has nothing to do with her, Ye Xiaochuan would like to strangle her to death hundreds of times!
Situ Feng said: "Boy, although Xuan Ying can see that the inscription on the sword is ghost inscriptions, it is impossible for her to decipher it. What she said just now was actually a joke on you."
Ye Xiaochuan jumped up and said, "What, is she kidding me?"
Situ Feng said: "What do you think? This kind of writing has disappeared for many years when Xuan Ying was born. She practices necromancy. It is not surprising to see that it is ghost writing. But I can tell you clearly,
She didn’t recognize the words above either. It seems that Qing Lian and I were in the right direction. The Zhanchen Wufeng twin swords have a great relationship with the ancient witch clan in southern Xinjiang. If you want to unlock the secret of the twin swords, you must unlock the three
For the curse of seven lifetimes, we must search for clues in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Southern Xinjiang."
Ye Xiaochuan was very disappointed now. If Xuan Ying really understood Gui Yun Wen, he would probably kneel down and beg for a few words when he saw her in the future, and she would probably tell him the above content.
After working on it for a long time, Xuan Ying couldn't understand it and wasted his feelings.
He was deflated, scratched his head, and said: "Isn't that the same as what you said? In the era you lived in, the four ancient witch clans had disappeared for many years, and now more than six thousand years have passed. It is estimated that
I can’t even find a bone or dregs, where do you want me to find the descendants of the ancient witch clan?”
Situ Feng encouraged Ye Xiaochuan and said: "Nothing is difficult in the world, except for those who are willing. As long as you explore and search with your heart, you will definitely gain something."
"Come on, Southern Xinjiang has one hundred thousand mountains. It's vast and boundless. I won't talk about poisonous insects, rats, ants, spiders, leeches, and poisonous miasma. Just pick one of those wild giant monsters living in one hundred thousand mountains in Southern Xinjiang.
It can kill a large area. It is said that there are some wild and alien species that have lived for tens of thousands of years without dying. I encountered such a giant monster and didn't even have a chance to escape. The hundreds of thousands of mountains in the southern Xinjiang, the land of black ice in the extreme north, the devil in the East China Sea
Island and the southwest death swamp, these places are forbidden areas for cultivators. Entering there will mean death. Go looking for the black witch clan, one of the four ancient witch clans, in the 100,000 mountains like a needle in a haystack. Do you think I am stupid? I still want to hurry up.
May you live happily for hundreds more years."
As a qualified coward, a guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death and pain, Ye Xiaochuan's life creed is to never go within three hundred miles of a place that is dangerous to his life, and he will not go even if he is beaten to death.
Jiese squeezed through the crowd with a strange look on his face. When he saw Ye Xiaochuan, he said: "Boss, something big has happened!"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "What's wrong? I just left for a while, what happened again?"
Jiese's expression was very strange and he said: "Bailiyuan, Miss Xiaochi, Zhu Changshui and the others were gambling at the handicap just now. They lost all their money and only had their underwear left. Now Bailiyuan is throwing a tantrum, and Miss Xiaochi is here."
It’s no use coaxing anyone to cry. What should I do now? Do you want to comfort their poor and injured hearts at this moment?”
