While Fang Ming was thinking, Ling Wei found another line of writing in another open space, which he recognized.
"The old Taoist passed by this place by chance. The monument of merit and the painting of prophecy did not expect that there would be such a great power in this world. It is a pity, it is a pity... it turned into a wisp of dust in the end."
This passage was written in modern Chinese characters, and when he saw the handwriting, Fang Ming was stunned for a moment, because the handwriting was very familiar to him.
"master."
Fang Ming murmured, the handwriting was exactly the same as his master's handwriting, it was definitely written by his master, and judging from his master's self-proclaimed master, it should have been done in his later years.
His master actually came to the Miao Nationality’s holy land, Sky Burial Mountain?
Fang Ming thought of what his master had told him: Southern Xinjiang was too mysterious, and he should not get involved in the secrets of Southern Xinjiang unless necessary. Could this be what he was referring to?
"What are they writing? I can't understand them. Hey, there is another person here. Do these people like to leave messages? Then why don't I also carve a sentence here about visiting here?"
At this time, Ling Wei was like a detective, searching in front of stone tablets, and found many lines of characters for him. The difference was that some of these characters were in Miao script, which Fang Ming couldn't understand at all, while some were in Miao script.
The other one is that even he has never seen written words, at least none of them have been left in history.
Fang Ming ignored Ling Wei's words. He was thinking about his master's words. According to what his master said, these stone tablets are also called the tablets of merit and virtue, and they are also called the tablets of prophecy. These two names are easy to understand literally, but he
Nothing unusual was found on these stone tablets.
Merit, mentioned in both Buddhism and Taoism, is a way to measure the good deeds done by people. If you do more good deeds, you will have merit. If you accumulate enough merit, you can become an immortal or a Buddha. Is it possible?
Can this stone tablet provide enough merit to people?
Prophecy is easier to understand, it is to deduce future events, just like Li Chunfeng's push back diagram, push back diagram...
"etc!"
Fang Ming seemed to have thought of something, so he ran back to the place where Li Chunfeng left his handwriting, and looked at the positions of these stone tablets. It seemed that there were exactly sixty stone tablets missing in this row.
Could it be that Li Chunfeng's push-back diagram was obtained from these stone tablets, and this senior carried away sixty stone tablets so frantically?
Fang Ming's mouth twitched. Each leader of the Eighteen Villages can take away a stone tablet, but Senior Li Chunfeng took away sixty pieces at once. Is this to become the joint leader of the Eighteen Villages?
Of course, this is just Fang Ming's guess. Whether this is the case remains to be investigated. Of course, it cannot be verified. After all, one is an old man from the Tang Dynasty. He has already passed away. Is it possible that he can still exhume his body?
Come out and ask.
Looking at this forest of stone tablets, there are not many stone tablets left, only about thirty. If the leader of each of the eighteen Miao villages needs to bring out a stone tablet to become the leader, then
This means that there are only thirty village masters left at most.
"Fang Ming, there is something I forgot to tell you. Lulu told me that each of their eighteen villages has a curse. If the old village owner grows old and the new village owner has not succeeded, then
The curse will destroy the entire village."
Hearing Ling Wei's words, Fang Ming had a thoughtful look in his eyes. Choosing a new village leader can resist the curse. The truth behind this is definitely not that simple.
If it's just the new village leader, I'm afraid it won't be able to stop the curse. Otherwise, each village can just randomly pick a village leader when the curse comes. When it's really a matter of life and death, who will care about the rules left by the ancestors.
He had seen the situation in Basha Ancient Village before coming in. According to Qingyi, this was a sign that the curse was about to come. And at this time, the Duobao ghost master wanted to send Ling Wei in, which could only explain one thing.
The new village owner was able to resist the curse because he was recognized by entering the holy land.
What is the recognition of the Holy Land? It is to bring out a stone tablet. Then if you change it, the answer will come to the fore. It is these stone tablets that can really resist this curse.
And these stone tablets may not be taken away by just anyone.
It is actually very simple to prove whether his judgment is correct, so Fang Ming directly said to Ling Wei: "Can you try to move a stone tablet?"
"I'll try."
Ling Wei walked to a stone tablet, squatted down, pressed his hands on the stone tablet, and prepared to use force. After all, these stone tablets were not small. They probably weighed one to two hundred kilograms. If they didn't use force, they wouldn't be able to push them.
However, when his hands exerted force, Ling Wei's eyes suddenly widened, and he watched helplessly as the stone tablet in front of him fell forward, and he himself also fell down.
"Hey, isn't this made of sponge? Why is it so light?"
Ling Wei fell to the ground and cursed, but Fang Ming was sure that the stone tablet was not made of light material, because he also pressed his hands on a stone tablet, but the stone tablet did not move at all.
"My strength is more than ten times that of Ling Wei. I can't even push myself, but Ling Wei can push it easily. That proves my judgment just now. Only people who meet certain conditions can move and take away these stone tablets."
Fang Ming verified his judgment. Although he didn't know what the condition was, he estimated that this question could only come from asking the Duobao ghost master or Qingyi later.
Seeing that Fang Ming couldn't push the stone tablet, Ling Wei burst out laughing. There was really one thing that he had surpassed Fang Ming. Let's see if Fang Ming dared to do anything in front of him in the future. He put up a picture every day.
A cold face.
"Hey, I am born with great strength. Do you know, Overlord? I am so powerful that I can conquer mountains and rivers..."
Ling Wei held the stone tablet in his hands and even threw it up in the air. From time to time, he walked up to Fang Ming and showed off his skinny arms.
Fang Ming slapped Ling Wei away. He ignored the stone tablets and continued walking forward. When he arrived here, he was almost at the top of the mountain. There was an empty flat land in front of him, but Fang Ming's attention
However, Li was attracted by the front of Pingdi.
After the flat land is a cliff, but in front of the cliff, across the clouds and mist, there is a small hilltop. The most important thing is that there is a building erected on the hilltop in the clouds and mist. It is this building that makes Fang Fang
Ming's eyes burst into bright light.
Aperture Gate!
The Gate of Aperture that appeared in Zhang Hao's memory, the Gate of Aperture that several terrifying strong men tried to enter but failed in the end, is now standing on the top of the mountain opposite the cliff.
The most mysterious Aperture Gate appeared here. How could Fang Ming not be excited? If he hadn't suppressed this impulse, he would have wanted to jump over the cliff and rush to the opposite mountain.
After all, there are no terrifying steps in front of the Aperture Gate. Without the steps that could kill those strong men, does that mean that he can step into the Aperture Gate?
Fang Ming was full of curiosity about what was inside the Aperture Gate. Maybe there was a brand new world behind it, maybe it was a huge secret, or maybe it was the inheritance of a super powerful person. In short, no matter what it was, at least he
You can be sure that inside the Aperture Gate will definitely be one of the biggest secrets in the world.
"Fang Ming, what are you doing? You're not crazy, are you? This is a few dozen meters away. Even if you are Superman, you can't fly there."
Ling Wei came to Fang Ming without knowing why, and saw Fang Ming staring at the Aperture Gate on the opposite mountain. Although he was full of curiosity about the appearance of the Aperture Gate, he also knew that these tens of meters
The distance is no joke, if you fall, your bones will probably be broken.
Only those who have climbed the Sky Burial Mountain know how high it is. It is definitely several times higher than Mount Everest. Fortunately, there is no lack of oxygen at the plateau, otherwise he would have been paralyzed halfway.
Fang Ming naturally knew that he couldn't jump over. If he could still use the wizard's power, he could still walk over a distance of tens of meters. But now he couldn't use magic, but with his physical fitness, he wanted to jump more than five meters at a time.
The distance of ten meters is obviously whimsical.
"Fang Ming, the old man told me that as long as I go to the top of the mountain, find the stone tablet, and then crush it, it will be fine."
Ling Wei took out a jade plaque from his arms. This bronze plaque had a creature engraved on it, which was somewhat similar to a dragon but not quite like it.
After saying this, Ling Wei squeezed hard, and the jade tablet broke into multiple pieces. It was not because Ling Wei's wrist was strong, but because this kind of jade tablet itself was very fragile, and it was made of some special material.
of jade.
The jade token was crushed, and a strong wind suddenly blew on the top of the mountain. This strong wind actually formed a storm vortex behind it, and the eye of the vortex appeared in front of Fang Ming and Ling Wei.
You can leave here by stepping into this whirlpool.
"I don't want to stay in this damn place anymore. Let's get out quickly."
Ling Wei couldn't wait to leave because he was eager to regain his youth. However, Fang Ming ignored him and listened. When the strong wind appeared, a vague voice came out.
into his ears.
"Fang Ming, what are you listening to? What's so good about this rumor?"
Ling Wei also noticed Fang Ming's demeanor and was a little confused because he only heard the sound of wind in his ears.
"Can't you hear me?"
Fang Ming was a little surprised, but soon stopped talking to Ling Wei, because all his mind was attracted by the words carried by the wind. A past about the Miao people appeared in front of his eyes. Someone was behind this rumor.
It tells the past of the Miao people and the glory of the Miao people.
Fang Ming, on the other hand, was completely attracted. He had thought that the Miao people had been very strong, but he had never thought that they were so strong.