Chapter 42: Rune Narrative
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Xia Chen only felt that his eyes lit up, and his thoughts seemed to be forcibly pulled into an ancient illusion, and the intermittent golden words that appeared in his mind made a huge wave in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Disgusting mound...... Especially the sacrifice nightmare, the beginning of the funeral, is for the rise. The law buries it, and it is for the sake of disgust. The law buries its concave, avoids the lack and escapes ......"
Xia Chen tried his best to read these words with the knowledge he had accumulated in his previous life, and although he could barely read the text, it was difficult to understand its meaning.
"It's words, it's not ...... Rather, it was written in runes by the Wicans, so that it could be preserved. Each of these words is a rune, and this kind of handwriting is so mysterious that my generation of monks cannot reach it!"
Xia Chen's amazement was also that he recognized the essence of these words, which were actually strung together by runes. The appearance of these runes is very primitive, different from the yin and yang five-element runes that are common in the world today, but primitive blood spirit runes that imitate the generation of all things in heaven and earth.
And the one who could distinguish this ancient and obscure rune was none other than Xia Chen, in fact, the person who got this blood tablet back then couldn't read even a single bit of these words.
For Yang Kun, he had to work hard to see these runes, and they were by no means as easy as Xia Chen, let alone get to know them. Because only Xia Chen is of the same origin as the Wu Clan, they are all cultivators!
He went on reading, "...... One day in the year, the sea is upside down, the clouds are in the sky, and the spirit is saintly, in fact, it is great!
The big cloud arm is cut, shaped like a back knife, and the disaster is coming...... Big cloud pedal ...... The shape is like a lying sword, the Zhu clan is forced to blaspheme, and the sons of our clan destroy their grandchildren and die...... The big cloud handcurtain, shaped like a capsized boat, is a female sick man prisoner...... All of us are ghosts!"
Reading this, Xia Chen seemed to feel the indelible monstrous hatred in this rune narrative, this hatred is deep in the bone marrow, and the years cannot hide his resentment, if Xia Chen had not been experienced in this and has been refreshing and empowering, I am afraid that he will also fall into resentment.
It was difficult for him to understand the details, but literally he roughly understood that this was an account of the destruction of this Wu clan by a powerful man in the sky one day and one day. Between the lines, they all use the unique contemptuous name of the Wu clan "Da Yu" to name each other, and the hatred can be seen.
ā...... The next generation is endless, and when the hatred of the clouds is endless, the great will be punished, and the followers will be punished, and the clouds will be punished...... This wish of my family should be the wish of the clan...... Therefore, the blood cloud monument of our clan is cast, and the inheritors of our clan hold it, and they swear that they will be blood clouds!"
This passage contains the killing intent of the blood hatred of the world, as well as the perseverance of revenge.
Xia Chen continued to read, and this was the last paragraph, "I know that there are no more monks...... Do not go into the depths of the earth for those who come to be spiritual, for those who come from outside will be punished by our people...... The blood spirit is attached to the veins, and it is drunk for generations...... If it is really a monk, the blood haze is confused, and the increase is for the corpse, and the reverse acupoint is for the ghost, and the more you avoid the deficiency, you will eventually be exhausted. ā
All the words ended at this point, the golden runes in Xia Chen's mind disappeared, and the aura of the ancient desolation receded.
Xia Chen was still stunned, what he was most concerned about was what the red haze on his body was and whether it could be cracked, and when he read the inscription, he faintly looked forward to it.
But after reading the last paragraph, his heart suddenly cold, he didn't understand all these messages, but he told him that this monument was the place where the red haze was stored, and there was no solution to this haze.
"Blood Cloud Monument, Blood Cloud. Outsiders are punished...... The monk will also become a ghoul. ā
Xia Chen muttered, his understanding of these words can be said to have made him feel uneasy in his heart.
At this moment, the red haze on the blood tablet erupted again, and the corner of the tablet in Xia Chen's hand instantly disappeared from substance, and the momentum of Bi Fang's beast was shocked, Xia Chen was forced to bounce away, and then Bi Fang retreated.
"Hmph!" When Xia Chen was oppressed by the pressure, the cultivation of the third layer of condensation qi was all revealed, and he took advantage of the momentum to enter, wanting to grab his hand behind Bi Fang, trying to touch the blood monument again.
Xia Chen's eyes twisted, his heart was resolute, he finally saw the traces of the cultivation realm, it was still a thing of the Wu clan, and he was attacked by the red haze of this thing, how could he give up now, he was not reconciled.
However, Bi Fangbeast's head suddenly raised at this moment, and with a hiss, an invisible powerful air current hit Xia Chen's body, making him have to retreat.
Xia Chen's momentum was sluggish, after all, he had already suffered a great loss, but he insisted on moving forward, he was no longer rational, he was too eager to learn more about the Wu Clan and the Blood Monument.
Xia Chen's green muscles burst out, forcibly urging his body, and in the confrontation with the air flow that Bi Fang struck, his bones crackled, and he was in pain, and blood was spilling from his eyes, mouth and nose, and there was no trace of this blood, but it was rolled behind Bi Fang, and it seemed to flow into the position of the blood tablet.
Xia Chen didn't feel abnormal, but the crushing power of that air flow was stronger, and at the critical moment, the momentum on his body rose again, stronger than before, it was uncontrollable, and his cultivation actually made a breakthrough, condensing qi in the fourth layer!
Exhaled frantically, although Xia Chen broke through his cultivation, he was still crushed by the air current, and he had to watch Bi Fang disappear into nothingness. And he was finally slapped on the ground fiercely, and after swallowing a mouthful of blood, Xia Chen stood up in embarrassment.
"Where did it go?" Xia Chen was about to move forward despite his injuries, when suddenly he stopped his steps and stiffened.
Xia Chen's mind reversed at this moment, he clearly felt that there was someone behind him, and this person was powerful, and he had a new oppression.
"Little ghost, what have you done?"
A sentence floated behind Xia Chen, his voice was old and slightly hoarse, and he could hear that this person was Yang Kun, the ancestor of the Yang family. The voice is not full of joy and anger, but the pressure is multiplied.
"Back to the ancestor, I don't know, Qi Ling finally succeeded, but this ancestral spirit blessing released a very powerful force, causing me to be injured, cough cough cough. ā
Xia Chen turned around and saluted back, his expression showing respect but his tone was calm, and he seemed calm.
I don't know if it's an illusion, Xia Chen looked at Yang Kun and felt that although this person's power was still as strong as ever, there seemed to be more decay in that momentum, and there was the breath of red haze that he had just experienced, and the breath was extremely light, but Xia Chen could still detect it.
"Bastard, you dare to lie to me, your situation here is really different from everyone else. What do you see?"
Yang Kun's words made Xia Chen's heart tremble, what did he see? This question contains deep meaning, Fang Cai's movement made Yang Kun doubt his advantage, if he can't give an answer that can dispel the other party's doubts, it will be extremely dangerous.
"Back to the ancestor, when the ancestral spirit blessed me just now, there was a burst of red light from my back, and I wanted to step forward but I was pushed back by the resistance, and then the light shone on my body and passed by in a flash. ā
Xia Chen gritted his teeth and elaborated on the "situation".
When Yang Kun heard this, he didn't make a sound, just stared at Xia Chen with a pair of eagle-like eyes, and the essence in his eyes flickered.
Xia Chen did not avoid his front, facing the other party squarely, he knew in his heart that Yang Kun was old and sinister, and he thought that he was hiding his secret hand. You can deal with it calmly on the surface to show that you don't know, and if you show cowardice, you will make them suspicious.
This son's eyes don't seem to be fake, and with his ability, it shouldn't be possible to see Bi Fang's reality and reality, and he can't get close to Bi Fang. It is even more unlikely that the Blood Monument will be triggered, which may be an accident. But he could see the red mangs......"
Yang Kun was indifferent on the surface, but in his heart he thought that he had succeeded after carving the third rune, but then he sensed that the blood tablet on Bi Fang's body had changed, and he was shocked, and then changed into here.
Holding Xia Chen's reaction and answer, Yang Kun was skeptical, he felt that there must be something strange about Xia Chen, but he also concluded that Xia Chen would not see Bi Fang's reality and contact with the Blood Monument, after all, to achieve that level, he must be at least at the same level as him.
It's a pity that Yang Kun would never have dreamed that Xia Chen's identity was special, the same origin of the cultivator and the Wu clan could make Xia Chen easily see through these secrets.
(To be continued)