When Ling Xuewei took down the calligraphy and painting, her hand touched the scroll and she screamed involuntarily.
Qingcheng and Ye Moyan both looked at Ling Xuewei with strange eyes.
"The paper used for calligraphy and painting seems to be no ordinary painting paper...it has been specially treated!"
Ling Xuewei's fingers were very sensitive and she trusted her own judgment.
As Ling Xuewei spoke, she touched the calligraphy and painting next to the calligraphy and painting she took down. Ling Xuewei wanted to compare the paper used in the two paintings.
Ling Xuewei tried the feel of the paper for several calligraphy and painting paintings.
"It's true! This painting really hides a secret. Its paper has been specially treated!"
When Ling Xuewei said these words, she herself felt a little incredible.
Qingcheng really found clues just by relying on her own senses, and even Bai Ze didn't find anything.
"Bai Ze, please quickly test the paper on which this calligraphy and painting is made and see what kind of means are needed to reveal the secrets in this painting." Ling Xuewei said immediately.
"I'm already testing it." Bai Ze was already busy in the research base.
"Xuewei, is this true?" Qingcheng also imitated Qingcheng's example and tried to touch the paper used for this painting.
Then he stood up and touched other calligraphy and paintings on the wall.
I stayed in Qingcheng for a long time, but I didn't feel any difference at all.
"This is Huoyunxuan, a very precious drawing paper. It is not afraid of water or fire, but if you put it on the fire to bake, the first recorded content on the paper will appear. This kind of paper is different from other
There is not much difference in the paper. This is the paper used by the dignitaries of various forces when they record very important things."
Ye Moyan was already explaining to Ling Xuewei.
"The average Huo Yunxuan is only about the size of a palm at most. The Huo Yunxuan is as big as a whole painting. This is the first time even I have seen it."
The words placed on the ground by Ling Xuewei were three feet long and two feet wide. When spread out, they could cover a square table.
Ye Moyan had never seen anything good. Even he said that such a large painting of Huo Yunxuan was very rare. It seemed that the secret hidden in this painting was more important than Ling Xuewei imagined.
"Huo Yunxuan, the size of a painting, doesn't matter. The big bed that the Lord of Red Moon City sleeps on is all made of Qinnan heavy wood. The family wealth of Red Moon City is indeed very rich. It is worthy of being the leader of Cang Yun City."
One of the three major cities in the world." Ling Xuewei couldn't help but sigh.
The accumulation of a small sect like the Tianxing Sect is indeed incomparable to such a huge force with a profound background.
"What's Qinan Chenmu's big bed?" Ye Moyan walked to Ling Xuewei's side. He took Ling Xuewei's hand and said, "Baby, when we two get married, even if you want one, it will be made of purple
I will definitely satisfy you with the big bed made by Jing."
"Who wants to marry you!" Ling Xuewei wanted to pull her hand away, but found that Ye Moyan's hold on her hand was too tight, and she couldn't pull it out at all.
"Why are you shy? You are already mine, and you will marry me sooner or later!" Ye Moyan chuckled, "Actually, I think we can already start picking a good day and get ready to get married!"
"Scoundrel!"
Ling Xuewei listened to Ye Moyan's words and became more and more unreasonable.
She said angrily, "This Huo Yunxuan wants to be burned with fire, right?"
Ling Xuewei was not in the mood to wait for Bai Ze's test results anymore. Ye Moyan had already recognized the drawing paper anyway.
As Ling Xuewei spoke, she snapped her fingers, and a cluster of flames fell from Ling Xuewei's fingers.
There was a "wow" sound.
The flames ignited the entire painting at once, and the fire grew stronger and stronger. Under Ling Xuewei's control, the fire burned the entire painting in a short time, and even the scroll was reduced to ashes.
"There won't be anything left after the burning, right?" Qingcheng stared at the gradually extinguishing flames, looking very nervous.
Hong Yue Lingxiao's situation in the council hall was already very bad, and the secret scroll that Qingcheng found in Wang Caifeng's room was the key to helping Hong Yue Lingxiao reverse the situation of the war.
The flames gradually extinguished, leaving a pile of black ashes on the ground.
At this moment, Hongyue Qingcheng didn't care that this pile of black things would stain her hands. She reached out and reached into the pile of ashes left by the fire.
Hongyue Qingcheng groped for something in the ashes.
She was afraid that this would be another wasted joy.
Soon Hongyue Qingcheng's heart returned to her stomach, and she actually pulled out a piece of paper from among the dark pile of ashes.
Because it had been burned by fire, the top of the paper was also dark. This paper was the same size as the previous calligraphy and painting, but it felt a little thinner than before it was burned.
"Xuewei, look, there really is nothing wrong with you!"
Hongyue Qingcheng carefully pulled Huo Yunxuan out of the black ashes. For a moment, the room was filled with dust and debris from burned paper.
"It's really amazing. As expected of Huo Yunxuan, it's okay to be burned like this." Ling Xuewei motioned to Qingcheng to spread the paper flat on the table, "Let me take a look at what is written on this paper."
As Ling Xuewei spoke, she got closer to the dark Huo Yunxuan. She tried to wipe it with her hands on the paper, but the burn marks seemed to be stuck to the paper. Ling Xuewei fiddled with it for a long time, and Huo Yunxuan
It was still that dark, Ling Xuewei couldn't see anything on the paper.
"Xuewei, why is there nothing here!"
Qingcheng was also wiping Huo Yunxuan in front of Ling Xuewei. However, Qingcheng's sleeves were covered with black ash, but Huo Yunxuan did not change at all.
"It seems that it is not easy to know the secret recorded in the Huoyunxuan."
Ling Xuewei lowered her head and started thinking.
While she was thinking about how to reveal the words on Huo Yunxuan, she glanced at Ye Moyan with her peripheral vision.
Ye Moyan looked at Ling Xuewei as if he was watching a good show.
Ling Xuewei knew that Ye Moyan had just recognized Huo Yunxuan on the drawing paper, so he must know Huo Yunxuan quite well. As for how to make Huo Yunxuan reveal the secret on it, Ye Moyan was thinking
It's clear, but I didn't say it on purpose.
It must be because Ling Xuewei just ignored Ye Moyan's topic of getting married, and Ye Moyan got into a mood.
What a cautious man!
Ling Xuewei cursed secretly in her heart, but she had no intention of asking Ye Moyan for help.
Does Ye Moyan really think that Ling Xuewei can't crack Huo Yunxuan's secret without relying on him?
Ling Xuewei's mind was spinning rapidly.
Suddenly she had a flash of inspiration and immediately thought of what the problem was.
"You just said that Huoyunxuan is invulnerable to water and fire, right?"
A beautiful smile appeared on Ling Xuewei's lips, and her hands immediately moved according to her thoughts.
Ling Xuewei made a hand and muttered something.
Ling Xuewei cast a small rain spell.
A small group of dark clouds gathered above Huo Yunxuan. After a while, raindrops fell from the dark clouds and landed on Huo Yunxuan.
Huo Yunxuan, who had been burned just now, was washed again by water.
The raindrops continued to wash away Huo Yunxuan, causing Huo Yunxuan to gradually reveal his original snow-white color.
Ordinary paper will rot immediately after being soaked in water, but Huo Yunxuan is like kraft paper, it does not soak in water at all.
The dark Huo Yunxuan quickly turned into a piece of snow-white drawing paper, but there was still nothing on the paper.
"This..." Hongyue Qingcheng suddenly felt like her efforts were in vain.
She and Ling Xuewei worked hard for a long time, but the result was still as bad as before.
"Don't worry, wait until the water dries up." Ling Xuewei saw that the black marks on Huo Yunxuan were completely gone, so she stopped using the Falling Rain Technique.
The small dark cloud above Huo Yunxuan disappeared in an instant.
Ling Xuewei also seemed to slowly figure out Huo Yunxuan's routine.
This is both water and fire. People who don't understand the characteristics of Huo Yunxuan may not be able to see the secrets above even if they burn Huo Yunxuan in the fire or soak it in water.
The reason why Huoyunxuan is so precious is that it can well preserve the secrets recorded on it. Not only is it not easy to be destroyed, but it is also easy for others to see what is written on it.
Huo Yunxuan didn't touch water at all. After Ling Xuewei's falling rain technique stopped, the water droplets falling on Huo Yunxuan quickly fell to the ground.
Ling Xuewei once again controlled her wind spiritual power.
Huo Yunxuan does not touch water, but after being exposed to rain, there will still be water vapor attached to it. It will not be possible to completely dissipate the water vapor on it.
So Ling Xuewei directly used wind spiritual power to blow on Huo Yunxuan, hoping to dry the water vapor on it quickly and thoroughly.
Ling Xuewei's efforts soon bore fruit.
As the water vapor on Huo Yunxuan was taken away little by little, the words originally recorded on Huo Yunxuan also appeared little by little.
The simple fonts were densely written on a piece of paper as big as a table.
"What on earth is this..." Hongyue Lingxiao was stunned.
This kind of thing obviously does not record Wang Caifeng's shameful things, but it is more like an important object collected by Wang Caifeng.
The person who had been casually watching Ling Xuewei's work before saw what was revealed on Huo Yunxuan's face, his expression changed instantly.
"Let me take a look!"
Ling Xuewei had already followed the words above Huo Yunxuan to find the front part.
"This is……"
Ling Xuewei carefully identified the first few words written in slightly larger fonts, and then read them in a low voice.
"The Secret Scroll of the Red Moon, this secret scroll is kept by successive city lords. It is not allowed to be read privately unless there is a life and death crisis..."
Ling Xuewei took a breath of air as she looked at the "Secret Scroll of the Red Moon".
Isn't this what Qingcheng's mother stole from Red Moon City?
Ling Xuewei always thought this would be a book, but she didn't expect it to be a scroll!