"It's still the same as before, I can't pick up anything, not even turn the pages of a book.
Yes, I guess I am in a state of soul now. The soul is inherently imaginary and cannot hold anything real...
So when ghosts eat tributes, they only eat the 'qi' in them, rather than actually eating anything."
Thinking like this, Tao Xiaowu's eyes turned to the book falling on the ground.
Looking closer, Tao Xiaowu had read the contents of this Taoist book, but the new contents could not be turned over, but he could not see them.
Tao Xiaowu puffed up his cheeks and blew towards the pages of the book with all his strength. He vaguely saw the pages moving slightly.
He was overjoyed and blew harder, and the pages of the book moved slightly.
However, before blowing a few times, Tao Xiaowu suddenly felt weak and his dream suddenly shattered.
…
That day, Tao Xiaowu was boiling medicine for Wucheng. These medicines were all prepared by Wucheng himself, which looked extremely strange.
In addition to some herbs, there were also some poisonous insects, poisonous snakes, human bones, and other messy things that Tao Xiaowu could not recognize.
This made Tao Xiaowu wonder whether this medicine saves people or harms them.
However, I saw that every time after Na Wu Cheng took the medicine, his face would become rosier and even his cough would get better.
Tao Xiaowu also had to admit that these witchcraft medicines looked weird, but they were actually useful.
He was boiling medicine when he suddenly heard Wu Cheng say: "Follow me!"
"The medicine in the clay pot..."
"Don't worry, just follow me!" Wu Cheng said solemnly.
Tao Xiaowu's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely realized something. He licked his lips and followed Wucheng into the house.
The house where Wucheng lived smelled very bad. It smelled of medicine that he had been sick for all year round, and the bedding was stinky.
Wu Cheng carefully took out a wooden box from the bedside, and took out a silk book and a piece of jade.
Said: "I can teach you this today!"
Tao Xiaowu was slightly stunned and asked: "What is this, Master?"
"Don't you always feel that we wizards don't have anything really powerful?"
Wu Cheng smiled slightly. He had been ill for many years and was now skin and bones. At this moment, under the shadow of the light, he looked very solemn.
"This is where all our really great stuff comes from..."
He pointed at the animal skin and said to Tao Xiaowu.
The animal skin was covered with handwriting, as if ghosts had drawn peach charms, and Tao Xiaowu didn't recognize any of the words.
Generally speaking, it does not seem to be the writing style of this world, it is better to be some hieroglyphs.
"Master, what is this?"
"This is divine writing, which is the writing used by ghosts and gods."
Wu Cheng said lightly, but there was an indescribable pride in his tone: "Since ancient times, we wizards have used divine texts to communicate with ghosts and gods...
It’s a pity that by now, most of the pronunciation and meaning of these sacred texts have been lost long ago!”
Most of them have been lost, which means there are still some that have not been lost.
This should be the source of Wu Cheng’s power, right?
Wu Cheng said calmly: "After I die, everything here will be left to you.
Especially this piece of jade, you must not lose it. It is a token of communication between wizards and ghosts and gods of our lineage, so you must not lose it.
Remember, only the combination of Yujue and this divine inscription can communicate with the gods and even control the wind and rain.
If you have the chance, you must find a way to understand the pronunciation of these divine patterns!"
Tao Xiaowu felt solemn and a little sad. It seemed that Wu Cheng would not live long.
Even this most core secret has been passed on to myself.
"Also, you have to be careful after I die. It's just the other people in the witch. Qiu Yuan is a man of great ability. If you don't have the ability, he won't believe you!"
Tao Xiaowu felt a chill in his heart when he heard that. He remembered Qiu Yuan's daily attitude towards him, that kind of arrogance, and couldn't help but ask: "Master, where is Uncle Qiu Yuan's origin? You said he has great ability, how big is his ability?"
?”
"Hehe!" Wu Cheng chuckled twice, then coughed again and sneered: "Do you know about the rebellion of the Yellow Clothes Sect?
This Qiu Yuan was a famous warrior in the Yellow Clothes Sect back then, especially for his archery skills. He could pierce a poplar with a hundred steps and his strength could penetrate a stone. Do you think he is powerful?"
Tao Xiaowu was shocked when he heard this. Even though he was a time traveler, he had also heard about the rebellion of the Yellow Clothes Sect.
That was more than 20 years ago, and the momentum was quite huge.
However, it did not affect the vicinity of Hengyin City.
I just heard that the heads of the yellow-robed cultists beheaded by officers and soldiers were brought to Hengyin City to frighten the local people.
Finally, these heads were piled up into the Jingguan not far outside Hengyin City, dozens of feet high, just like a hill.
So much so that even now, these things are still circulating inside and outside Hengyin City.
Tao Xiaowu never thought that Qiu Yuan was actually a remnant of the Yellow Clothes Sect, and he immediately felt something cold on his neck.
The ability to penetrate a poplar with a hundred steps and the power to penetrate a stone reminded Tao Xiaowu of two famous generals famous for their archery skills in ancient legends of the world.
One is Yang Youji, a man who can walk through a hundred steps!
The other one was the flying general Li Guang who got drunk at night, thought the stone was a tiger, and shot an arrow into the stone.
If what Wu Cheng said was not exaggerated at all, then this Qiu Yuan is definitely a person with great abilities.
Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend!
It's a pity that I can't say goodbye with fists in my hands...
…
At night, Tao Xiaowu could not sleep all night.
The animal skin that Wu Cheng gave him made him toss and turn.
The words on the animal skin were flying before his eyes, making him unable to even sleep.
People are like this. Once they focus too much on something, they often become excited about it and cannot sleep.
Since he couldn't sleep, Tao Xiaowu simply got up and went to the window.
In such a world without all kinds of pollution, the moonlight is incredibly bright, like silver frost, and you can even see the writing on the animal skin clearly.
This reminded Tao Xiaowu of some allusions about studying under the moonlight and chiseling through walls to steal light.
It can be seen that this roll of animal skin has been around for a long time, and it has turned slightly yellow, but the writing is still clearly legible.
It can be seen that this silk book has been around for a long time, and it has turned slightly yellow, but the handwriting is still clearly legible.
In fact, Tao Xiaowu had read the words above for a long time, otherwise he wouldn't have just fallen asleep and these sacred words were still floating in front of his eyes!
Although Tao Xiaowu has learned some of the characters in this world, since Wu Cheng said these are divine characters, of course he will not recognize them!
"Are these sacred texts really powerful? Are they just missing the pronunciation?"