Chapter 19 Ancient Bamboo Slips
At the highest peak of the Himalayas, through the caves in the mountain, you can go around the belly of the mountain from a rocky path.
A large cave has been dug out of this place, and the entire mountain top is inserted, and looking across from its center, you can see the paradise hidden by this peak, and in the land of ice and snow surrounded by mountain peaks, there is actually a green water and green mountains.
In the cave, the rock of the stone wall is carved out of a Buddha statue, or a sleeping Arhat, or an angry King Kong, all of them look natural, like living creatures.
In the center of the cave, there is a small pavilion with four stone pillars, surrounded by a stream of crystal water with no source. The water glows with a little fluorescence, like the stars in the night sky, shining brightly.
A woman in a pale blue gold-sleeved robe stood by the spring, looking into the distance through the cave behind the mountain.
She had lived for too many years, and time was the least valuable thing to her, and she could stand here and watch it for a day, or a year, but for her, it was only a moment in the past.
"Click, click, click......"
The woman's ears twitched, and she keenly caught a series of increasingly dense footsteps from the air and the mountains, it was too quiet here, and the slightest movement was enough to be heard.
"Choke!"
The woman raised her right hand, pulled out a bronze ancient sword from the scabbard at her waist, and looked behind her as soon as her footsteps turned.
At the mouth of the cave, there was a faint light, the light and shadow gradually became clear, and one by one black figures, reflected on the mountain wall, as if black devil's claws, were reaching out and grabbing her.
"Who is it?! How can you come here? ”
A puzzle flashed on the woman's brows, this place is located in the deepest part of the snowy region, towering to the sky, ordinary people can't climb up at all, let alone find this hole?
She thought about it for a moment, but she didn't find any of it, her memories were too many, too messy, and the thoughts stored in two thousand years made her head run slowly like a computer full of information.
Lin also has such symptoms, but she is occupied by the mission of destroying the First Emperor, and the dullness is not so obvious.
The firelight and the figure are getting closer and closer, and the stone wall statue in the belly of the mountain is also more brilliant because of the gradually clear light.
The woman's footsteps are connected, and the figure goes straight to the entrance of the cave, she is not afraid of people, because she is immortal, and she knows some warlock methods, after these thousand years, she also has enough confidence to face any difficulties.
One inside, one outside. Both sides are approaching the entrance of the cave at the same time.
The woman's eyes could almost see the figure turning into the cave, and the footsteps in her ears were also very clear, she raised the bronze ancient sword in her hand without hesitation, and handed it towards the entrance of the cave.
"Chok!! Clang!! ”
There was an extremely fast sound of drawing the sword, and an ancient sword, which was also made of bronze, came out of the hole, and the two swords struck each other, and the gold and iron trembled.
The great force snorted the sword in the woman's hand in an instant, and knocked her backwards, staggering.
"It's this!!"
The woman was horrified, she hadn't seen this style of long sword for too many years, and at first glance, the memories of thousands of years ago came to her heart, and with it, endless fear!
The figure at the entrance of the cave became clearer and clearer, and his body was similar in color to the stone wall. Under the reflection of the firelight, this whole mud body suddenly stepped into the belly of this mountain.
"Purple Edge! You! I will take the life of your dog today! ”
The figure roared angrily, the mud armor on his face cracked inch by inch, and a dry corpse skin covered his inner body, and his face was extremely terrifying.
"Dragon...... Dragon Emperor?! ”
The woman was stunned, completely unexpected, the person who came was actually the First Emperor who had been sealed underground by herself thousands of years ago.
Has he been resuscitated? Doesn't that mean...... Lynn, failed?
Centuries ago, she gave Lin an important task, let her carry a cursed dagger with her, guarding the tomb of Qin Shi Huang, Lin has an immortal body, this task is naturally not dangerous.
Even if the First Emperor is resurrected, he will definitely be cursed to kill his soul and truly die if he is stabbed into the heart by this dagger under his incomplete strength.
However, now that she has not received any news from Lin at all, the Dragon Emperor has already found this place and called on the door!
"Impossible! You won't be able to find it here! ”
Zi Yuan looked at the clay figure that was getting closer and closer, and shouted in panic, she completely recalled all the memories of two thousand years ago at this moment, and her whole mind was shocked by the three words of Qin Shi Huang, and she had no confidence to fight back.
"Boom~!"
Ying Zheng stared at her viciously, and with a wave of his arm, a flame suddenly gushed out of his forearm, swirled around and gathered in the palm of his hand, and smashed towards Ziyuan.
The fireball formed by the convergence of countless fireworks caused the air around it to be burned and distorted, and it crashed straight into Ziyuan's arms with a heat wave visible to the naked eye.
"Bang!!"
The flames exploded instantly, and a brilliant golden flame instantly enveloped Ziyuan, followed by an impact that blasted her body away.
In the belly of the mountain, only a dozen soldiers entered, and the rest were guarding in the mountain passes and tunnels.
Xia Jie let out a low voice: "Come on, nail her!" He still had Lynn in his hand, and he couldn't spare his hands.
Four or five soldiers walked over quickly, and according to Xia Jie's previous instructions, each of them had a stainless steel military dagger, and directly nailed Ziyuan's limbs and head to the ground, and finally stepped on the dagger with his feet for a few more minutes.
Zi Yuan didn't have time to recover from the explosion, and he couldn't wake up again.
Ying Zheng knew that this level of attack could not destroy the immortal body, so he said coldly: "General Xia! Go find that bamboo slip! Let me see how well you know how to write! ”
"Yes! Your Majesty. ”
Xia Jie nodded in agreement, put Lin on his shoulders aside, and transferred it to General Yang's care, although he and General Yang are one level apart in rank, but in the eyes of Ying Zheng, they are both generals who command the army, and there is no adjutant.
After he revealed that he knew Yati, General Yang and the others also inquired as he expected, and then Xia Jie told them with a sincere face that he was born with a face to distinguish languages, whether it was a foreign language or a foreign language, he could understand and understand.
Subsequently, under his hint, Ying Zheng also remembered the bamboo slips written in ancient characters, that is, the bamboo slips that Zi Yuan brought back from the Western Regions and cursed him underground for thousands of years.
He instantly thought that this thing might be able to crack the method of immortality, so he had the scene at hand.
Xia Jie swept his eyes, looking for the passage in this cave, Zi Yuan has lived here for thousands of years, and Gu Jian must be hidden here, and her bedroom is also the most likely.
On the right side, next to a Buddha statue connected to a mountain, there is a stepped path, which surrounds the stone belly that has sunk overhead, and Xia Jie raises his legs and walks up.
On both sides of the staircase, there are some strange patterns, carvings, Buddha heads, floating clouds, golden light, and so on.
Walking up the staircase in a circular way, there is a straight passage with a faint fire at the end.
Xia Jie's footsteps did not stop, in this stone room of less than thirty square meters, there are some living items, a large wooden bed is placed in the middle of the room, and the surrounding walls are dotted with bronze oil lamps, and a little spark is swaying with a faint light.
On the side of the room, there is a leaky stone window, from which you can see the panoramic view of the mountainside, and at this moment on the side of the Immortal Spring, Ying Zheng is slowly stepping into the crystal water.
Immediately, a burst of dazzling white light shone out from the Immortal Spring, illuminating the entire mountainside.
"Immortal!!"
Xia Jie sighed, no longer looking at the belly of the mountain, but turned around and looked for it in the room.
On the bed, there were only some silk quilt covers and pillows, and under the bed, there were only dust and rocks, Xia Jie propped up his body with his armrests, and turned his gaze to the side of the room, where some miscellaneous items and clothes were piled up.
"Don't tell me, she'll put Gu Jian here!"
Xia Jie picked up a silk robe, frowned and threw it aside, and then reached out to take it, huh? A long white cloth two feet long and palm-wide? His brow twitched again.
"Whew! Swish! Whew! ”
The pile of clothes on one side of the room was lifted off by Xia Jie's hands one by one, floating through the air and landing on the side of the bed and on the ground.
Many! Too much! Even if this woman is in this deserted snowy plateau, her clothes are enough to cover the ground and bed behind her with a layer of color.
"Smack!"
General Yang looked at Changshengquan with a happy face, and suddenly, a long white cloth in the style of a long tube fell on his head, still swaying and patting his cheeks.
He only thought that he had been attacked, and his expression was instantly shocked, and he reached out and grabbed it at the top of his head, and took it in his hand to look at it.
"Socks...... Socks? ”
Isn't it, this long tube style, something that still exudes a peculiar smell, it's not socks, what else can it be!
General Yang's face suddenly darkened, and he looked up at the stone wall above Xia Jie's disappeared head, and through the figure projected by the light in the room, he could see that the people inside seemed to be rummaging for something, and there were some miscellaneous things fluttering down from the window.
"Found it!!"
Before General Yang could speak, he saw a figure projected from the window, holding a box-shaped thing in both hands.
Xia Jie lifted the pale pink wooden box stacked in the corner, and a puff of smoke and dust immediately made him bother with bated breath.
He looked down and saw that there was an extremely thick book inside, with hard wood chips on both sides, and the words engraved inside were something similar to bamboo chips, and the solid feel made people dare not imagine that this was something that had been called an ancient book two thousand years ago.
Its age is estimated to date back to the Yin Shang era.
"Click."
Xia Jie casually threw away the wooden box, put the ancient slips in his hands, opened a page and looked closely, the pieces of bamboo slip-style pages were woven together with a dark rope, and there were some twisted handwriting on them, which was extremely ancient writing.
Their significance has long been incomprehensible, and their esoteric difficulty is second only to oracle bone inscriptions, but in Xia Jie's eyes, these are all just simplified Chinese.
"Immortal Heaven descends from the stone nest, the clear spring drinks, the immortal immersion, the immortal immersion gets a share of it, can fly for several years, use it as a force, nourish cultivation, and ...... qi"
There was no punctuation in these words, and Xia Jie's eyes scanned the entire page, and he could vaguely conclude that this page only recorded some information about the Immortal Spring.
Then he turned it back, and the remaining thirty-seven pages of bamboo were all about some strange and secret methods of antiquity, and everything that could be written was information with mysterious powers. Such as the Five Elements Celestial Phenomena, Humanistic Beasts, Heavenly and Earth Treasures, and most importantly, the method of eliminating immortality.