Chapter 180: A Letter to Myself

The old man's surname is Chen, and his name is Hua Lei. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Agui's full name is Chen Rengui.

Chen Yang felt very strange and innovative.

There weren't many surnames in this era, and in antiquity, surnames were used as a specific symbol to distinguish clans, such as the name of a tribe or the name of a tribal leader.

And not only that, even the word village is not this era.

However, this small tribe is not only known as Wu Village by the locals, but the entire village is surnamed Chen.

"It's very fateful." Chen Yang said something to himself that the villagers couldn't understand.

Chen Hualei retrieved a roll of animal skins from his home and sent it to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang showed respect and took it with both hands.

Chen Hualei said: "My lord, the witch scroll is written in the above ancient strange script, and since the death of the powerful witch and the first generation of witches, no one has understood what is recorded on it. ā€

Chen Yang nodded and slowly opened the witch scroll.

Ancient texts, let alone them, even Chen Yang can't understand them. Chen Yang originally hoped that there would be some advanced immortal magic methods recorded on the witch scroll, but when he thought that he couldn't even read a word, he died of this heart, so he took a look at it purely for the purpose of curiosity and research.

The witch scroll was one meter long, and Chen Yang supported it with spiritual power and slowly unfolded it.

When his gaze fell on the witch scroll, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Chen Yang's expression suddenly stiffened, the pupils in his eyes tightened and relaxed, and a turbulent wave set off in his heart.

"Wu: The upper horizontal top of the sky, the next horizontal ground, the middle one leads straight to the heaven and the earth, and the middle is the middle of the people, which is truly up to the heavens and the earth."

Chen Yang silently read out the words on the parchment scroll in his heart.

He could read the words without the slightest obstacle.

Because, this is Chinese characters, simplified Chinese characters.

These fonts are vigorous and powerful, and the writing is very standardized, and there is a free and domineering trend between the lines.

Underneath, there is a very scribbled handwriting. Scribbled to the point that even a literate person may not be able to understand what is written on it.

But Chen Yang saw no obstacles.

There is an introduction to witches, only the first line of words, and the following text. It's like an epistle.

"The youkai with the red body is a rampant. He used to be a god with a human face and a snake body, but he was killed, and I saved him. But after he was resurrected, he fell into the weak water of Kunlun Mountain. It's what it looks like today. ā€

"Qi Pi escaped from the weak water, and was banned here by me, with his cultivation, I'm afraid it won't be able to stop for a long time, I calculated, I can probably wait until you come."

When Chen Yang saw this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, you are really accurate.

"Don't laugh, I'm from you, too. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid to go all the way. The troubles and difficulties you are experiencing now are only the tip of the iceberg, after all, we are men who want to be God! ā€

Chen Yang's spirit is a little trance, we.

It was truly a peculiar experience, looking at a letter that I had left for myself more than a hundred years ago.

"There are some things that I can't say too clearly, you just have to understand that it is no coincidence that we were chosen to be here. You can think of this as a predestined providence. But I prefer to think that this is a struggle. ā€

Fight?

Against whom?

Chen Yang looked down, but he didn't write it down, could it be that he had scruples and couldn't say it clearly?

"I've come a long way. I finally realized that all I had been pursuing was freedom. I worship my eldest brother, even if he was pressed under the mountain for 500 years, even if he promised him freedom, he still refused to compromise. ā€

"I've been a little sentimental lately. Actually, I'm not a delicate person, you know this better than anyone else. But I've always been a literary and artistic youth, hahaha, are you disgusted by me? ā€

The corners of Chen Yang's mouth twitched, and he scolded secretly: I really want to smoke...... Myself.

"I'm running out of time, let's get down to business."

"This Wu Village, I originally wanted to change it to Chenjia Village, but it was too ostentatious and had a bad impact."

"The villagers in the village are not the seeds I kept, you can rest assured of this. The surname Chen was given to them by me, by the way, their seniority is very interesting, you can ask it in a while, it is guaranteed to be a big surprise. ā€

"That monkey is kind by nature, but when it comes back from the dead, its soul is eroded by the negative. Now the dominant body is the second negative, you have to kill the second negative, and also give the second one a freedom, which will make your road behind a little easier. ā€

Chen Yang secretly scolded: Kill your uncle, Lao Tzu will break his strength at this point, how can he kill him?

"Don't scold, I won't let you die." Seeing this, Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said to himself: You have a conscience.

"The answer lies in this parchment."

"Burn it!"

Chen Yang closed his eyes and sorted out his somewhat chaotic thoughts.

The eyes of Chen Hualei's father and son and all the villagers were focused on his face, and when they saw that he closed his eyes and did not speak, they did not dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing him.

After a long time, Chen Yang opened his eyes, and a wry smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Burned it?

If he burns it, his image is estimated to change from a life-saving benefactor to an enemy of the whole village in an instant.

Can't you make an easy way for this bastard?

Chen Yang continued to look down.

"I left you two spells, which should be of great help to you now."

Chen Yang's gaze moved downward, and sure enough, the half-meter-long parchment scroll below was densely packed with spell formulas.

"Swordsmanship: both offensive and defensive, including swordsmanship, sword formation, swordsmanship, ......"

Chen Yang looked at it word by word, very carefully, while watching, Chen Yang operated the spiritual power according to the spiritual power operation method on the imperial sword technique, and suddenly raised two fingers, and an inch long sword qi burst out from the fingertips.

"Edgeworth: There is no sword in your hand, but there is a sword in your heart, and the sword energy is condensed, so that the sword can fly. Formula: Strange Avenue, Zhuang Avenue, the sky is clear, the earth is peaceful......"

With all the classifications of the Imperial Sword Technique, including the swordsmanship and the mantra of the sword formation, all the mantras in his heart, Chen Yang continued to read.

"Magic!"

"It's stronger than inviting divine arts, weaker than the blood sacrifice array, but those who invite are all demons, so be cautious when using them."

"Magic: to borrow the power of demons in the underworld, aiming to resist demons; If you are weak, you will be rebelled by the devil, if you are forced to do so, don't do it, remember! Remember! ā€

Chen Yang secretly wrote down in his heart that he originally thought that he could have a powerful spell, but he didn't expect it to be a crooked spell. Magic magic, why isn't it magic magic?

After writing down these two spells, more than an hour had passed in the blink of an eye, Chen Yang carefully checked the parchment scroll to make sure that there was no omission, and then rolled it up and closed it, but he did not return it to Chen Hualei.

Chen Yang held the parchment roll, and then said in a very indifferent tone: "I've finished reading." ā€

Chen Hualei was shocked and asked cautiously, "My lord, can you ...... Understood? ā€

Chen Yang snorted, nodded slightly, and said, "This is the cultivation method of witchcraft. (To be continued.) )