The three of them sat around the bonfire and carefully studied the topographic map, the map of Yunkang is a copy, the original manuscript was drawn with a pencil, the ink color of the strokes was uneven, and the traces of the alterations were obvious, and it can be seen from the messy outline of the grass and trees that this map was drawn in a hurry. ≧≯

Yunkang compares the details on the map with the surrounding environment, and there are not many differences between the two.

After reading the topographic map, Yunkang's brows stretched slightly, things were simpler than he imagined, plants and plants bloom in spring and autumn, the four seasons are reincarnated, and it is impossible for a long time without a little change. Therefore, according to his speculation, the map will not be drawn too long now, and it is estimated that it will not be more than two years at most.

Thinking of this, Yunkang can basically be sure that someone has come to the bottom of the cliff in the past year or two and hurriedly drew this topographic map.

The person who drew the map may have been the same as they did, being attacked by a witch locust on a cliff and falling to the bottom of the cliff to reveal a secret, so they drew a map and took it out.

Although Yun Kang had never seen the person who drew the map, he vaguely felt that this person was not simple, and there must be some stories hidden on him, so he was even more curious about him, and couldn't help but ask Yan Xuan: "When Director Nangong gave you this topographic map, didn't he say what the use was?"

If Nangong Guosheng didn't know anything about the map, how could he know that the content of the map was related to the secrets of Eight Immortals Town, these statements were simply self-contradictory.

Yan Xuan frowned, shook his head and said: "Nangong said that this picture was drawn by a friend, and he will definitely be able to use it, as for how to use it, I'm afraid even he doesn't know." ”

He raised his head and glanced at Yun Kang by the light of the fire, and continued: "I have known Nangong for many years, and I know his temper quite well. He was shrewd and cautious, and he didn't really have many friends in his life. But I know a person whose name is Liang Ziye, and he is a mythological anthropologist. ”

Yan Xuan secretly sighed, with Nangong Guosheng's shrewdness, if he trusted a young man, it can be seen that Liang Ziye must be extremely extraordinary. It's a pity that he died at a young age, which made Nangong Guosheng feel painful, like losing his arm.

"It's Liang Ziye again. Yun Kang muttered secretly, and his heart suddenly had mixed feelings, and he couldn't say anything.

When he heard the name Liang Ziye, his mind twitched, and he immediately reflexed, remembering what Tang Li had said to him. once mistook him for Liang Ziye, which made him speechless and unable to cry or laugh.

Yun Kang couldn't help but secretly shake his head and sighed, he had never known this anthropologist named Liang Ziye, but Tang Li just said that he was Brother Liang, and a woman's intuition was really strange.

Until now, Yunkang gradually felt that he didn't know much about women, and he didn't know when they suddenly came up with something unbelievable, which made people confused.

Yun Kang glanced at the topographic map, if the map was really drawn by Liang Ziye, what secrets did he hide in the map. He looked at it carefully, but still had no clue, so he had to keep the picture in his mind for the time being, maybe one day by chance, the secret would be solved.

Yan Xuan looked for relevant information silently, he flipped the thick leather book to a page, scanned the handwriting on it with a flashlight, and said, "I found a piece of information, you can see if it is useful." According to the local annals, a kind of sulfur has been abundant in this area since ancient times, and the sulfur powder rushes downstream along the mountain spring and settles in a lake. It is said that the lake is rich in sulfur, and it can cure all kinds of incurable diseases of the skin and blood, and the effect is better than that of bathing in hot springs. Locals believe that the water of this lake was given by the gods, so it is called the Divine Sulfur Lake. ”

Yunkang went through the content of the information in his mind, and was very surprised that sulfur was abundant in this area. But he knows that there are many legends and stories recorded in the ancient local chronicles, and after hundreds of years, the vicissitudes of life have changed dramatically, and the legends are not necessarily reliable.

He pondered in his heart for a long time, remembering that when he was camping at night, he did smell a pungent smell of sulfur fire, vaguely wafting from the direction of Wuxian Mountain.

Wuxian Mountain is the stone mountain where the dragon swings its tail as Niu Ge said, and it was the earliest place where Wu Xian practiced in ancient times. Yun Kang smelled the smell of sulfur fire wafting from the stone mountain, and felt a little strange at that time, how could there be a large number of fire sulfur stones in the place where the immortals were cultivated?

Generally speaking, immortal cultivators are very taboo about things like sulfur stone and asphalt, because these minerals with a pungent smell affect the cultivation of divine consciousness, and they have no benefit at all in improving their skills, but will interfere with dantian breakthroughs and spell cultivation.

For example, asphalt can block the divine sense from saccading, and the wall piercing technique will also fail when encountering asphalt. And if the sulfur stone breath is inhaled into the dantian meridians, it will hinder the upgrading and breakthrough of the skill.

Yun Kang has already explored, Wuxian Mountain is indeed surrounded by a faint immortal valley qi, the terrain here is full of mountains and rivers, the grass and trees are abundant and lush, it is a feng shui treasure land for gathering spiritual energy, so it is very suitable for cultivation.

The environment here is so contradictory, Yun Kang can't figure it out, can Wu Xian Xiu Immortal not be disturbed by the sulfur stone, or he has the ability to turn the disadvantage of the sulfur stone into an advantage, which can help improve his skills.

This incident made Yun Kang full of curiosity, he is also an immortal cultivator, of course, he hopes that his skills are omnipotent, and the fewer taboos in cultivation, the better. If the taboo of sulfur stone is not broken, it will be very bad if the sworn opponent knows that sulfur stone can deal with immortal cultivators.

He turned his head and asked Yan Xuandao: "Which dynasty did you copy these local chronicles in your notebook pass down?"

China has a long history of local chronicles, which already appeared before the Tang Dynasty. In the Ming and Qing dynasties, the local chronicles became more and more attained, and even some towns and villages had local chronicles handed down, recording the local geographical areas, historical evolutions, celebrity biographies, legends, including local mountains, rivers, villages, specialties, scenic spots, etc., the content was varied and extremely rich.

If the local chronicles copied by Yan Xuan are before the Song Dynasty, they basically have no reference value. The Song Dynasty has been more than 1,000 years ago, and the villagers in this vicinity have been mining sulfur mines, and the former god sulfur lake has long been unknown, and whether the lake has disappeared is uncertain.

Yan Xuan saw that Yunkang's expression was stern, and he knew that the content recorded in the local chronicles was important, so he carefully looked at the age of the local chronicles, and said: "In the thirteenth year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, a wandering immortal came to Wuxian Mountain, inscribed four cinnabar red characters on the top of the mountain, 'Qingshan Xiuzhang', and built a cultivation fairy palace on the shore of Shensulfur Lake......"

He glanced up at Yunkang and continued: "The content of this local chronicle was recorded in the thirteenth year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty. The driver surnamed Niu was right, there is really a legend of the Ming Dynasty immortals establishing a cultivation fairy palace nearby. However, the cow driver said that the fairy palace was built on a high ground, and the local chronicles said that the fairy palace was built on the shore of the sacred sulfur lake, which is not quite consistent. ”

Yunkang said "um", pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "The Ming Dynasty Chongzhen has been passed down to today for thirteen years, it has been more than three hundred and seventy years, and most of the legends have been passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, and it is normal to be a little off track for more than three hundred years, anyway, the legend of the fairy palace has not changed, as for whether it is built on the high ground or by the lake, it doesn't matter anymore." If there really is such a fairy palace, it will not be completely destroyed for more than 300 years, and it will definitely leave clues, and it will not be too difficult to find it. ”

Yan Xuan looked around at the dark trees and grasses, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that I have to rush to Baxian Town to meet the crew, so I can't delay around here for too long." Wait until dawn to mark the terrain here, and then have the opportunity to come back and run again. ”

Yunkang felt a little uneasy in his heart, and always felt that there were some important things that had not been resolved, and he couldn't leave this place for the time being. But the date of the crew's gathering is approaching, and if he doesn't rush to Baxian Town, his actor will definitely be robbed by a guy surnamed Jiang.

He frowned, Shen Duo, who couldn't see the sound by the firelight, just now he talked to Yan Xuan for a long time, Shen Duo was like a stone sculpture, sitting upright by the bonfire, looking at the dancing flames, looking at the deaf ears, without even blinking his eyelids.

This iceberg is really calm enough, when he fell from the top of the cliff, Yun Kang didn't see him frown, at this time it was more like an old monk in a fixed place, completely leaving the red dust and everything behind.

Shen Duojue Yunkang was looking at him, slowly raised his head, picked up a branch and scratched it on the ground twice, and said in a deep voice: "Things tonight look chaotic, but in fact, it is very simple to straighten things out. What appeared in the mirage was the ancient fairy palace, and Brother Niu said that he had been to the Eight Immortals Town, and the street buildings were exactly the same as the fairy palace. If you think about it, it takes light refraction to form a mirage, so it is very likely that Asgard was built near the lake. As long as we find the Divine Sulfur Lake, we will be able to reveal the secrets of the Asgard Palace. ”

Yun Kang didn't see the mirage, so he didn't have the right to speak, he turned his head to look at Yan Xuan, to see what the experienced public opinion scientist had to say.

Yan Xuan thought for a while, shook his head for a while and said: "This thing doesn't make sense, if the light of the mirage is refracted and the image of the Eight Immortals Town is displayed in front of our eyes, then it is impossible for people in ancient costumes to appear in the town." Do you remember, the ancient market streets were very lively, they were all ancient people wearing Ming Dynasty costumes, and you could hear them talking, how could this be a mirage?"

Yun Kang nodded suddenly, if this is the case, it really can't be a mirage. If the light refracted hundreds of years ago and the image is only transmitted now, this reflection arc is a little too long.

What's more, there was a mirage, which everyone present could witness, and there was no reason for others to see and hear it, but he didn't know anything. This kind of situation that clearly discriminates and excludes him is not scientific to analyze and analyze.

Since entering Wuxian Mountain, his thinking has been stuck on cultivating immortals, what Wuxian, what immortal palace, are all related to ancient immortal cultivation. Unexpectedly, the exhibition of the whole thing unconsciously got out of control, and suddenly switched to the direction of science fiction, and the field leap was too big, which had exceeded his expectations.

After thinking about it, Yunkang felt that Yan Xuan's analysis was more reasonable, and said: "I think a mirage is unlikely, because it is too anti-scientific to make sense." This is most likely a vision, when I smelled a smell of sulfur fire, and then you saw the scene of the immortal palace built by the ancient immortals. It may be that there is something wrong with the smell of the sulphur fire, which makes you all hallucinate in your mind, and you can not only see the fairy palace, but also hear the voices of the ancient bazaar. ”

Shen Duo was silent for a moment, and did not continue his topic discussion, but said to himself: "Wuxian Mountain was the first place of cultivation of Wu Xian, and Wu Locusts were locust varieties in ancient times, and these highly intelligent insects can survive to this day, and ninety percent of them are related to the treasures left by Wu Xian. ”

Yun Kang immediately understood what he meant, and then he said: "The immortals of the Ming Dynasty came to Wuxian Mountain to travel and build an immortal palace near Shensulfur Lake, and the goal must be the treasure of the immortal family. It's just that the age of Wuxian is too ancient, and most of them are myths, which is not enough evidence, if you can know who the immortals of the Ming Dynasty are, you may find some clues. ”

Wuxian Mountain is located in the northwest, inaccessible, very remote, three hundred years ago the immortal travel event may have traces to follow, but if you want to check more than three thousand years ago Wuxian, it is simply a fantasy.

Saying that, Yun Kang's gaze drifted to Yan Xuan, and if he wanted to find out who the immortal generation was, he had to rely on this senior old public opinion scholar.

"Ming Dynasty immortals? I seem to be a little impressed. Yan Xuan met Yunkang's gaze and said, and then hurriedly went to look through his kraft book.

Yan Xuan usually copied the legends and stories from the local chronicles and recorded them in a notebook, and rarely read them, only as a reference for the study of public opinion.

He flipped a few pages of the notebook, swept it with a flashlight, and said: "Coincidentally, this Ming Dynasty immortal is really recorded in the local chronicles, known as the King of Wuling, and was very famous in the northwest during the Ming and Qing dynasties......"

Halfway through speaking, Yan Xuan stopped and frowned, raised his head slowly, glanced at Shen Duo with some surprise, and said, "It seems that the immortal tablet enshrined in your Wumen is the Witch Spirit King, am I right?"

Shen Duo nodded silently, glanced at Yunkang out of the corner of his eye, and then lowered his head and said nothing.

The Witch Spirit King is Yunkang, Shen Duo suddenly realized, it turned out that these things were related to the Witch Spirit King, and the person who built the Immortal Palace back then was also the Witch Spirit King.

Wu Xian, Wu Locust, and Wu Ling King, there must be an inextricable relationship between these three, and if this is the case, then it is definitely not an accident that Wu Locust forced them to fall to the bottom of the cliff.

But Shen Duo absolutely couldn't say these things, so he lowered his head deeply, pursed his lips, and remained silent.

In this case, Yunkang is the most embarrassed, but he still has to pretend that he doesn't know. His muscles were tense together, the secret of the Witch Spirit King was only known to him and Shen Duo, and even Yan Xuan had to be kept in the dark.

Yun Kang only felt that his neck was stiff, and he couldn't help but turn his head and peek at Yan Xuan, and couldn't help but secretly entangle, if he let his uncle know that the Witch Spirit King was sitting in front of him, he didn't know what kind of reaction he would have, probably the image of the twelve filial sons-in-law in his heart should completely collapse.

Yan Xuan also showed the strange expressions of the two, but he didn't know why, thinking that his guess had touched the taboo of the Wumen, so he quickly shut his mouth and stopped discussing this topic.

In the second half of the night, the dampness at the bottom of the cliff became heavier and heavier, and the cold wind blew the cold on the back, and the three of them gathered around the campfire, all spread their hands, and roasted the fire in silence, each thinking in his heart, and no one spoke.

"Bang Bang!" I don't know how long later, the three of them suddenly heard the sound of stone knocking, coming from the silent cliff bottom, which seemed extremely abrupt in the cold night.

Yun Kang immediately became vigilant, turned his head and released a divine sense into the darkness, and carefully scanned the place where the voice came from.

In the middle of the night, the thick fog was shrouded, and the dense darkness was so abnormal that it was very difficult to even probe the divine sense.

Yunkang looked at it for a long time, and now not far away, there was a vague and craggy shadow, like a pile of collapsed house rubble, and the sound of "popping" came from there.

- (To be continued.) )8