Chapter 156: A Thousand Years of Mystery

The elephant vine is doing a dying struggle, it has a high level of intelligence, and does not want to die like this, and then it uses the only remaining rhizome to constantly transform the form, there are men, women, adults and children, but it has its surface, and there is no substance, this elephant vine that has survived for thousands of years, and finally wilted, turned into ashes, and the power of the dragon-killing arrows is undoubted!

The matter is far from over, the mysteries hidden behind it, bothering us, this elephant vine, which witnessed the rise and fall of the Zhangzhung Kingdom, turned into a pile of powder in front of our eyes, which is worthless to us, and the blue vertical eye is also dim at the moment, until this moment I realized that there is a supply relationship between the two. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Boom! The light dissipated, and it fell from mid-air with a dull sound, it was a blue stone, and when I reached out to touch it, when I was still some distance away from it, I felt the cold glow released from its body, and it gave me a feeling of electric shock.

"God give you boy, don't come nonsense! This is the Blue Aurora Ice Rough of the Arctic with an extremely chilly feeling! Master Chuang admonished. He already knew the origin of the stone.

"Blue Aurora Ice Stone? Isn't this the kind of ore buried thousands of meters deep in the Arctic ice? There is only one in the British Museum in the world, but as far as I know, the Arctic Blue Ice Rough is not like this stone, with a deep mystery, but a very ordinary ore. Xu Pingqiu looked stunned, this kind of Arctic blue light ice rough, even with the existing scientific and technological means, it is very difficult to mine, let alone the ancients thousands of years ago.

Immediately, he thought of a possibility, as early as a thousand years ago, someone from China landed in the North Pole and obtained the Arctic blue ice rough under a few thousand meters of ice. It was incredible that Pirry, who had been the first to land at the North Pole in 1909, had advanced nearly a thousand years earlier, and that he was a little flustered and felt that his guess was too bold. Once he finished his archaeological work in Tibet, the archaeological papers he published were definitely a bombshell, setting off storms in the entire archaeological community!

"What you said is right, Professor Xu, but there are many things you don't know, even if I have been in the industry for many years, it was some time ago, in a dilapidated temple in Kunlun Mountain, I got a trace of discovery, and I inadvertently pulled out the true location of the lost treasure of the Zhangxiong Kingdom thousands of years ago!" Chuang Ye lit a cigarette and said very calmly, he walked over to me and snatched the book of alien Sanskrit that recorded Ma Dongzi's lost goods from my hand.

"And this Heterovan, and Talia's Lost Ring, as well as this Arctic Blue Light Ice Rough Stone, is the key to unlocking the treasure, God can't think of it, except for the first few pages of this book is a true record of the rise and fall of the famous Ma Dongzi, the rest are all made up, but it hides a big secret, because not long ago, your father found the last missing fragment, and he gave it to me!" It was only at this time that Chuang Ye took out a crumpled yellowed piece of paper and handed it to me.

There is a very short paragraph above, and there is not even a follow-up introduction, "The Heterovanthic Record is divided into two volumes, the book was completed in the fifteenth year of the Yongnian of the Ming Dynasty, and ended in the spring of the third year of the Republic of China, and was passed down from generation to generation by the Lou clan of Jiangyunshan!" ”

"What is this? How is it that there is not the slightest record of the following? I was stunned, seeing that Master Chuang's expression was very different from last time, it didn't look like he was lying to me, but I still couldn't help it in my heart, and muttered.

"In other words, this fragment of the page that your father gave me is a good copy of the Hegan Sanskrit, and it should belong to the next volume, don't worry, there are some things that cannot be understood at a glance with your eyes." Chuang Ye pretended to be mysterious, and then he actually burned this foreign Sanskrit book with fire.

"Master Chuang? What are you doing? ”

"I have my reason for doing this, three views, six items, nine feng shui, eighteen doors, and only three views in the front position, why are you one?" He subtly shifted the subject.

"If you have something to say, let it go if you have a fart!" The sea is impatient, after Chuang Ye returns this time, he has become mysterious, if it weren't for the fact that after the sea ate the grapes according to his request, the Tibetan Sea Flower Poison in his body has been significantly improved, otherwise he can't help but want to beat Chuang Ye.

"As the name suggests, the three views are the sky, the earth, and the people, this is the heaven, the earth and the people, as for the back six items and nine sheets, they are evolved according to the mantra of the eighteen-character feng shui secret art, which plays a certain auxiliary role!" Chuang Ye gave an explanation, listed the twenty-four constellations, and talked endlessly, until he said that the key points I cared about, I came to the spirit.

"Hehe, Guo Feng, your kid is worthy of being a talker, and there is no end, I know that you want to let Tianci enter the industry, explain to him the most basic feng shui knowledge, what this kid looks like, you should know better than me, I have tried my best, moved the heart of the apprentice, people are good, I don't want to enter the line of inverted fighting, let this group of descendants go, after all, we are in the business of inverted fighting, and what we do is to rob graves and dig graves to damage yin morality." Liu Dongming rarely opened his mouth and said such a long paragraph to interrupt Master Chuang,

Xu Pingqiu has been listening very carefully, "The old man has participated in archaeology for more than 40 years, and he also knows a little about the ancient Chinese atmosphere. He sighed a little and pushed the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose to look at it.

"The ancient art of feng shui, from Yuan Tiangang in the Tang Dynasty, Li Chunfeng reached its peak, and even Liu Bowen of later generations reached the peak of feng shui art, but they still can't exceed the height of that person!"

"You're talking about Guiguzi!" I thought I had guessed what Master Chuang was going to say next, but he turned his words around and said, "God, you're wrong." Guo Pu is the first person in feng shui, comparable to the originator, and also the ancestor recognized by the north and the south! ”

"That's right, I once heard my grandfather talk about Guo Pu, he seems to be quite powerful." Song Jingtong expressed his approval.

"Fetch water, what is really recorded in the Hepagan Records can only be truly revealed if it is burned to ashes." Song Jingtong handed the kettle to Chuang Ye, he took a sip of it, and immediately squirted a mouthful of water towards the Xenovan Lu that had just burned out and turned into ashes.

The ashes began to coalesce together with the spraying of the water regularly, and after a while, what was hidden began to slowly emerge.

Seeing this, Xu Pingqiu consciously took out the notes he carried with him and depicted the general shape of the map on the paper.

"This is the holy lake of Mapanyong Tso where we are located, and this peak, Professor Xu must have seen the clues, this is the most mythical mountain in China, according to legend, it is the place where the Queen Mother of the West lives, called Kunlun Mountain, its mountain range runs through three provinces and cities, Tibet, Qinghai, Xinjiang."

"Kunlun Mountain? The professor took out that parchment painting that my grandfather gave you! Pubu thought of something, the place where Princess Turing was looking forward to Princess Ziyu's return seemed to be in a corner of Kunlun Mountain.

The parchment painting, slowly unfolding, as Pubu expected, where Princess Turing stood barefoot, was the highest peak of Kunlun Mountain!

This is just the beginning, and we're stuck in a new puzzle.