Chapter 189: The Chronicles of the Underworld

Under the command of no return, the big ship soon entered the thick fog. Wu Mian returned to the cabin and began to study the wordless book. Xu Funeng left this bamboo slip here, and after so many years, he can still let this little bamboo slip come back to look for it, no matter how you look at it, it will not be an ordinary thing.

While Wu Mian was studying this wordless heavenly book, he led Ji Jiao and Mo Li's master and apprentice to the deck. In the fog in the sky, the old guy smiled and said to Ji Gao: "The landlord really played a good chess game, eliminating the hidden danger of the bait island." I also sent Guangzhi a favor, and when Master Jingwei woke up, he would also treat you as the benefactor of these dozen people. When you ask Tianlou Zhongxing to recruit the principals of each building again, how can Jingwei Dafang say that they are all candidates for the third floor, right? ”

"Time has passed, and Mr. Gui should not mention anything to ask Tianlou anymore. It was a long time ago, and I almost forgot to ask what the Sky Tower was. After Ji Jiao smiled faintly, he continued to say to Gui Fu who was standing in front of him in the fog: "After the spell was not sealed, the things that were tangled in the past suddenly looked away. Before, it was a struggle for fame and fortune, and a struggle for Taoism. Finally, it is the struggle for national fortune. There's no need to fight when the spell is gone, and there is time to calm down and think about the past gains and losses. It's like a dream, and I feel ridiculous when I wake up from the dream. ”

"The spell is gone, but you can see it?" Gui Wugui frowned and looked at Ji Gao, and after a pause, he laughed a little self-deprecatingly, and then continued: "Why can't my heart calm down, old man, or I want to get the spell back?" Forget it, let's not talk about it. Landlord, let's talk about those crazy monks, right? Why did the monks who were supposed to take the medicine in batches have seizures at the same time? You can't say it's a coincidence, right? ”

"I did it" Ji Jiao was refreshed, and after a pause, he continued: "If you don't show erysipelas, the antidote will not work." I prepared thirty-seven methods of fighting poison with poison, and after the table came out, I knew that the method of detoxification was symptomatic. As for the tragedy that followed, Mr. Gui didn't expect this to happen, right? This can be said to be the will of heaven, and the qi of the Bait Island Fangshi has been exhausted. Anyway, there are more than a dozen people left, and it can be regarded as what God has not done too much. ”

"You just buckle the basin on God's body" After smiling at Ji Gao, whose appearance was already a little blurry in the fog, he continued: "Then the old man, I will wait and see, in a few decades, a few hundred years, will it be like what my old man just said." If you ask Tianlou if it is really ZTE, does the landlord want to lose something to the old man? ”

"Then I'll give Mr. Gui Tianlou" Ji Jiao laughed a little, and then continued: "But Mr. Gui may be disappointed, after returning to the land, I will find a place to live in seclusion." Although you and I are both immortal beings, I am afraid it will not be so easy to meet again. ”

Hearing Ji Gao's words with a little decadent meaning, it was a little awkward to return or not. I didn't want to continue this topic at the moment, and after a few polite words to the master and apprentice, I left the two of them alone on the deck and went to the cabin to find Wu Mian by myself. The white-haired man's heart and eyes are not ordinarily small, don't think that the previous few words will find trouble for yourself from time to time.

When he saw Wu Mian in the cabin, the white-haired man was in a daze at the book in his hand. After seeing the old guy coming, Wu Mian came back to his senses and said to the returnee: "When you saw this book before, was there any handwriting on it?" As he spoke, he handed the book in his hand to the old fellow.

On the book, which was empty a few hours ago, there are now three more seal characters - the Chronicles of the Underworld. After seeing these words, I was not surprised to return or not. After the old guy re-rolled the book, he handed it to Wu Mian again, and said with a smile: "I have heard of the old man of the Underworld for a long time, but it is rumored that this bamboo slip was burned at the beginning of the week. I didn't expect that Xu Fu was hiding on the bait island by that old guy, it's not that my old man flatters you, after you have the Immortal Chronicles, you will be the first person after Xu Fu. With this immortal chronicle, what is the seal unsealed?"

"The first person after Xu Fu?" Wu Mian sneered, then shook off the bamboo slip again, pointed to the title of the book with only three words, and continued to say to the return: "Just these three words......

When he said this, Wu Mian suddenly thought of something, and immediately raised his eyebrows and said to the old guy again: "You were the first to open this bamboo slip just now, old guy, it seems that you looked very happy at that time." Translate what is written on this Chronicle of the Underworld? ”

"The Chronicles of the Underworld were originally wordless heavenly books, old man, how can I have the blessing to see what is written on it?" Gui Yi smiled bitterly, but after seeing Wu Mian's expression of disbelief on his face, the old guy hurriedly began to explain the origin of the Immortal Chronicles.

The Chronicles of the Underworld is written by Taijia, the fourth king of the early Shang Dynasty, and it is said that Taijia was born to like the metaphysics of mathematics, and when he was still the prince, he invited the world's famous monks to the palace to study the science of mathematics. Even the famous great monk at that time praised the prince as a genius who cultivated magic once in a thousand years after seeing Taijia.

Although Taijia has an amazing talent in the study of mathematics, he is a little rigid by nature. When Taijia first ascended the throne, he tyrannized the people and the government was chaotic. Yi Yin, the patriarch of the Four Dynasties, gave a bitter admonition to no avail, so he invited the four great monks at that time to reasonably exile the Shang King Taijia to Tonggong for three years. Three years later, Taijia's virtue was corrected, and Yi Yin welcomed him back to the court. The first edition of the Chronicles of the Underworld was written by Taijia during these three years.

Taijia was born to like the metaphysics of mathematics, and when he cultivated virtue in Tonggong, he recorded all what he had learned in his life on the bamboo slips. Because he was afraid that there would be unscrupulous people peeping, he added means to the book. The books that the living see are blank, and only the ghosts of the netherworld can see what is written on them. Because only the dead can see the book slips, Taijia wrote the bamboo slips for himself as the Chronicles of the Underworld.

It's a pity that three years is too short, and Taijia only wrote a beginning. Before he could continue writing, he was taken back to the court by Yi Yin to continue to be the king. After becoming the king again, Taijia seems to have become a different person, and Corporal Lixian and cherishing the people have become a generation of virtuous kings, but in this way, there is no time to continue to write the chronicles of the underworld.

Later, Taijia sent the opening chapter of the Chronicles of the Underworld to the great monk Ziru at that time, and asked him to continue writing on the basis of his own opening. However, the starting point of Taijia's opening is too high, and Ziru has exhausted what he has learned in his life, and he has only written more than 100 words on it. This has exhausted Ziru's lifespan, and before he died, he handed over this half of the Immortal Chronicles to his senior brother Xiyuan to continue compiling.

In this way, after nearly a thousand years, the Immortal Zhi was transferred to the hands of Xu Fu, a great master of Fangshi. At this time, there were only six hundred and twenty-one words on it, and Xu Fu was shocked when he saw it. At the moment, I also had the idea of continuing to write the Chronicles of the Underworld, and at the moment, the generous master Xu Fu studied Taijia for three years of retreat. Three years later, when Xu Fu came out of the customs, the Chronicles of the Underworld were already densely filled with 1,926 words.

After continuing to write the Chronicles of the Underworld, Xu Fu was worried that what was written above was too profound. Ordinary monks reluctant to cultivate is harmful, and at the moment, Master Dafang changed the prohibition on the Immortal Chronicle. If you want to see the content of the Immortal Chronicle, you can only see it after you have a very high foundation in the spell.

And you can't see it all at once, how advanced the spell is, you can see the corresponding part. Xiang Wu Mian's current cultivation can only see the three words of the Underworld. Although he is much higher than Wu Mian, his spell is sealed, and he can only sense that this is the legendary Immortal Chronicle.

"What Xu Fu wrote in the third year is more than the sum of the monks in the past thousand years?" After hearing this, Wu Mian, who had always said that he didn't pay attention to it, was a little smacked.

"It's nothing" Seeing that Wu Mian was interested, he forgot about scolding him on the island. At that moment, the old guy struck while the iron was hot and said: "Later, when the old man became his disciple, I heard what the old guy said himself. He has a new understanding of the arts, and he is going to open another book and write a second volume......"