While Chen Fan and Sun Shangmei were talking, they had come to a knife-like stone wall, on which were densely engraved ancient texts that Chen Fan could not understand, but there was no doubt that these ancient texts were exactly the same as the book and parchment scroll that Chen Fan obtained.

"This is the language of our Pygies. Sun Shangmei saluted solemnly to the wall, "It is said that the writing of our Yuyi tribe is a kind of ancient language inheritance, and the pronunciation is particularly difficult, so we Yuyi people, except for special ceremonies, basically do not use it." ”

"Are you done with it?"

Chen Fan stared at the words on the stone wall, I don't know if it was an illusion, he looked at it for a long time, and the words on the stone wall actually gave him a feeling of dizziness.

"Brother Fan, don't stare at it for too long. ”

Sun Shangmei tugged on Chen Fan's arm at this time, and Chen Fan woke up like a dream, but in the blink of an eye, he actually felt that his divine sense had lost a lot.

"It's a trap set to prevent someone from stealing an old language. ”

Sun Shangmei explained, and then she came to a strange stone that looked like a turtle inkstone under the stone wall, and made a drop of blood from her finger, which invaded the turtle's mouth carved from the stone.

In Chen Fan's curious gaze, a wonderful scene appeared, the stone wall that was originally filled with dense ancient characters began to squirm, and the words on it finally disappeared, and a magical round hole appeared at the bottom.

"It turned out to be a formation. ”

Chen Fan couldn't help but be amazed, he had been practicing in the cave of Wushan for more than ten days, and he had further studied and understood the formation, but just now, he didn't even see through the formation outside the stone wall in front of him.

It seems that the Yi people are hiding many historical secrets.

Chen Fan thought to himself, the purple light in his pupils loomed, and he couldn't see through the formation with the naked eye, Chen Fan opened his perspective eye, and he was very curious about where the formation in front of him was.

With the assistance of the clairing eye, the scene in Chen Fan's mind changed strangely, with him as the center, surrounded by an aura enchantment similar to the dome of the sky, and the source of these aura was actually the strange words he had seen before.

Not only that, the key to this formation is the turtle inkstone, this turtle inkstone is made of a special jade, there is another cave inside, in the belly of the turtle inkstone, there is a blue spar the size of a fingernail, exactly the same as the spirit stone that Chen Fan obtained, but it has already had a layer of ash on the outside, and it has obviously consumed most of it.

In other words, the whole peculiar formation, the eye of the formation is the turtle inkstone, and as for the blood dripping into Sun Shangmei, it is also a kind of spirit medium, activating the spirit pattern inside and activating the formation.

After figuring out the structure and operation principle of the formation, the strange light in Chen Fan's eyes disappeared, and at this time, a quiet light emanated from the round hole in front of him, and a moonstone that could emit light was embedded in the stone above.

"Is it really okay for you to take me into this kind of place at will?"

Chen Fan asked.

Sun Shangmei had a faint smile on her face, "Of course ordinary people can't, but, Brother Fan, you will be the support of the Yuyi clan in the future, I will bring you in, no one will say me, but Brother Fan, I don't know much about the ancient language of our Yuyi clan, even my grandfather doesn't know everything." ”

"Why? Cultural erosion or loss of heritage?"

Chen Fan knew that under the surging tide of the great tide, not to mention the languages of ethnic minorities, even their customs and habits were assimilated and eventually disappeared.

Sun Shangmei shook her head, "Neither." ”

"Why is that?"

Sun Shangmei pointed to a high platform at the end of the cave, "The language of our Yi clan is not taught by word of mouth, but inherited. ”

"Inheritance?"

Chen Fan followed Sun Shangmei's finger and saw that at the end of the cave, there was a strange high platform, which seemed to be carved from a whole stone, with a moon pattern on the left and a light in the middle, like the sun.

In the middle of the light, there was a strange rough stone, dark and the size of a basketball.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a special spiral pattern on it, and on the inside, it is pitch black, like an ink ball.

Chen Fan only glanced at it, and felt that this piece of rough stone was not simple, because he subconsciously observed it with a perspective eye, not only did it not penetrate into it, but it seemed to meet a barrier, blocking his vision.

Sun Shangmei saw Chen Fan standing in front of the high platform in a daze, her eyes were full of curiosity, and explained: "This is an ancient black magnet, which can collect human voices and data like a tape recorder. ”

"Black magnet?"

A few years ago, he had seen a news, there was a canyon mountain range in the west of Jinxi, whenever the thunder passed, the valley would send out the sonorous sound of the two armies fighting, the horses neighed and the people roared, night and night, it was rumored by the locals to be the Yin Soldier Ghost Valley, in fact, it was because the stones on both sides of the canyon contained special magnets, and under the influence of various factors, the scene of the battle between the two armies in ancient times was recorded.

"Just put your hand on it?" Chen Fan looked at Sun Shangmei.

Sun Shangmei shook her head and said, "No, you still have to activate the formation." ”

After speaking, Sun Shangmei had an extra stone in his hand, this stone was not a spirit stone, but a special crack all over his body, like lightning splitting.

"Thunderstone?"

Just as Chen Fan guessed, Sun Shangmei put the stone in her hand into a notch under the moon shape of the golden platform, she had words in her mouth, her hands changed postures, the fingers of her left hand had silver true qi injected into the moon-shaped stone, and the fingers of her right hand had scorching true qi injected into the light.

Multiply!

Zizi!

Suddenly, the one-meter-high platform was like a small world, with thunder and thunder, and an electric arc hitting the black rough stone.

Chen Fan witnessed all this, and couldn't help but secretly amazed, on the one hand, after Sun Shangmei awakened the bloodline, he could not only separate the true qi from the body, but even differentiate into two completely different attributes.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan became more and more determined to get a glimpse of the Taiyan Treasure Book.

It's not that the Taisu Spirit Sutra that Chen Fan learned is not subtle enough, but the true qi that is transformed by the Taisu Spirit Sutra is more soft, nourishing and reviving, if the attribute of Taiyan True Qi is thunder fire, the true qi of Taisu Ling Jing is Shuimu, but Chen Fan later used his body to refine the pill, and undoubtedly underwent a thunder baptism, and the true qi underwent further changes and became purple qi!

As his cultivation deepened, Chen Fan realized that the attributes of the five elements of yin and yang, whether they were used for medical dao or to enhance themselves, were extremely important.

"Brother Fan, put your hand on the rough stone, this formation can only last for two hours, that is to say, you only have two hours to learn the ancient language. Sun Shangmei's face showed a rare serious look.

"Hmm. ”

You're not welcome, Chen Fan put his hand into the high platform, and before his fingers touched the original stone, Chen Fan felt a thunderous force coming from his palm, making his body suddenly numb.

(End of chapter)