"Girl, how do you know this is a scroll of human skin?" Chen Jiu's cold voice came again.
Ling Luo glanced at him angrily and said, "If paper with such a strong evil aura isn't human skin, is it still sheepskin?"
Chen Jiu took a deep breath, stared at her with burning eyes, and said in a sinister voice: "Then how can you be willing to translate the rest of this part for me?"
He has lived for four hundred and fifty years. If he can't even see this little girl's thoughts, then his life will really be in vain.
Ling Luo endured the pain, stood up slowly, coughed softly, and said: "Luo'er learned these words when he was six years old. Ten years have passed, and there are inevitably some omissions in his memory."
Chen Jiu snorted coldly and said: "Stop talking nonsense, what on earth do you need to do before you are willing to translate these ancient texts for me?"
Ling Luo's lips curled up slightly and she said: "How about this, Emperor Xuanzu, Luo'er will come to this library every day for the next half month and translate a paragraph for you, about one or two hundred words, how about it?"
She has already seen that the exercises on the human skin scroll are only part of the beginning, and there should be many more to come.
The longer she pulled, the more she was able to follow this old monster and extract a lot of information about Chu Ye and Ling Ying.
"Okay." Chen Jiu's expression finally softened a little, and he said, "Since you can understand ancient texts from a thousand years ago, I will honor the preface and take you like another library."
As he spoke, Chen Jiu waved his hand, and the solid wall behind him suddenly turned over, revealing a small door as high as one person.
"Come in with me."
Ling Luo followed Chen Jiu into the small door and walked through a long path, with glass lamps burning on the stone walls on both sides.
Finally, after walking for about a cup of tea, Ling Luo stepped into a stone room with more than a dozen bookshelves lined up side by side. The bookshelves were all filled with ancient books with extremely simple bindings.
"These are all ancient books dating back more than 800 years. The words in them are very complicated. Basically no one in Tianyuan Continent can recognize them today. Just browse through them and see if there is anything you want to know.
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Chen Jiu hunched over, his eyes flashed slightly, and said: "I don't have many years left to live. The secret method in this human skin scroll is the supreme method secretly taught by the Chaos God when he descended to earth three hundred years ago.
, it can help me extend my life and reborn, girl, you must not deceive me."
So that's it, this old monster is trying to survive.
But——Chaos God?
Ling Luo's nerves suddenly became tense and he asked: "Chaos God? Is it..."
"That's right, it's the mount of Lord Chu Ye, Chaos, one of the four ferocious beasts in ancient times!" A look of great admiration appeared on Chen Jiu's face, "The Lord of Chaos represents the will of his master, and every three hundred years he
A miracle will be performed and come to our country of Xijiu."
Ling Luo gritted her teeth and clenched her fists involuntarily, trying hard to control her emotions that were on the verge of exploding, and said, "How long will it be until Chaos appears next time?"
Chen Jiu raised a finger and said slowly: "One year."
Ling Luo took a deep breath. She still has one year left! She must become stronger!
Without asking any more questions, Ling Luo began to read books in the stone room and picked up two books at random. One was the "Poison Classic" written by the old man Du nine hundred years ago, and the other was written by the old man Yao eight hundred years ago.
The "Medicine Classic" is a rare treasure for alchemists.