Su Jiu and a classmate in the archaeology class followed a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man has a very serious expression, with a Chinese face, giving people a old-fashioned feeling.

At the same time, the top of his head is a little strong, he speaks very little, and he has a strong posture.

Su Jiu said very little.

Most of them were asked by classmates in the archaeology class, and the middle-aged man answered.

After a while, Su Jiu also had a general understanding of the whole link.

Most of these steles are supposed to be tombstones.

It's just that these tombstones are strange, and they don't have names, just biographical deeds, or a few short sentences.

When Su Jiu heard this, he was stunned.

Of course, there are also the students in the archaeology class who are also confused, and they naturally ask about the doubts in their hearts.

The middle-aged man answered the question impatiently.

It turned out that the archaeological site was excavated with ancient ruins, in other words, the site before the historical record.

This is supposed to be the location of a tribe, and each stone tablet represents a person.

At that time, people didn't have a surname.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he stopped talking.

After Su Jiu heard this, his brows furrowed even deeper.

This is clearly a fool's statement.

Ancient ruins?

It's pure nonsense.

The characters on this stele are in traditional Chinese, ethnic minorities, hieroglyphs, and even oracle bone inscriptions.

When we are fools!

The classmates in the archaeology class also thought of this, glanced at Su Jiu, and stopped asking.

Everything is understood from what is written on the stone tablet.

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The work that students are responsible for is actually quite simple.

First of all, the text on the stele is recorded, and then those that can be translated are translated into the vernacular, and those that cannot be translated are marked.

It's not that hard.

Just translate it directly.

Hieroglyphs, oracle bones will not, then traditional will always be.

After studying for more than an hour, under a test by a middle-aged man, Su Jiu and his classmates in the archaeology class passed the test and were able to work alone.

Su Jiu also received his tools.

A tablet with an intranet connection, and a stylus.

Su Jiu took the things and came to the untested stone tablet.

"I'm a madman, deterring Kyushu!"

"Under the Qingye tree, there are three peach blossoms, and Kongtong is ,...... in all directions"

"I have a sword and a waist, shining and self-generated: the red Luo Fu cloak, the breeze hangs on all sides: ......"

Words, Su Jiu knows everything.

But this content is a bit bizarre.

It can be said that the content on the stele has everything, and it is strange.

After looking at seven or eight stone tablets in a row, Su Jiu faintly found a little pattern.

That's what is on these steles, and most of them are descriptive adjectives.

Before, the middle-aged man understood that it was an epitaph, and there was some truth to follow.

If it were other students, perhaps, that would be it.

But Su Jiu was different, he had clearly felt the difference between these stone tablets through perception before.

These steles, start cold.

I don't know what kind of stone the stele is made of, but it is extremely hard, comparable to wrought iron.

But there are also some stone monuments that can be destroyed with a slight force.

Su Jiu felt it again before distinguishing it.

A stone stele that is extremely hard has a point of light, and the brighter the point of light, the harder the stele.

The stone tablets that can be easily destroyed have no light spots, and they are as quiet as death, and they turn into powder with a light force.

Thinking of this, Su Jiu suddenly felt stunned.

A memory came to mind in the depths of his mind.

In the early years, in the old man's study, there was a record of an unknown classic.

"Take half of the three souls, one of the seven spirits, condense the qi of heaven and earth, gather the essence of the sun and the moon, take the soil of the natal life, and gather the stone tablet of the life grid!"

"Is this a fateful card?" Su Jiu's expression was suddenly stunned.

When I first saw this classic, I thought it was a novel, but I didn't take it seriously.

But now......

Thinking of this, Su Jiu closed his eyes again.

Seriously perceiving the stone tablet in front of him.

"I have a sword and a waist, shining and self-generated: the red Luo Fu cloak, the breeze hangs on all sides: ......"

The stone monument is about 60 centimeters long, and the light point is not dim or bright.

The handwriting is very elegant, giving people a sense of bookish atmosphere.

In the world of perception, Su Jiu began to cautiously touch the points of light in this stone tablet this time.

It's just that when approaching the point of light, it seems that there is an invisible barrier that cannot be crossed.

Su Jiu didn't try to break through this barrier.

Instead, they try to control their perception, trying to see through the barrier and see what is inside the point of light.

That's right, in the point of light, there is a faint figure in a Confucian robe, with long hair flowing flowing, holding a long sword, and wearing a bright red cloak......

"This ......" Su Jiu was speechless in shock for a moment.

It took three or four seconds to come back to his senses.

Then he turned his attention to a stone tablet in Ling.

"Take the purple qi of heaven and earth, absorb the spiritual power of Qiankun, spend 3,000 years, and laugh at no one in the world,...... I'm a madman, deterring Kyushu! ……”

This stele is the largest stele in the vicinity, about 1.8 meters long and about 80 centimeters wide.

The point of light in the stele is one of the brighter among the many steles.

Su Jiu once again sensed it in the same way as before.

Sure enough, a sturdy figure was in the point of light, with sharp eyes, like a fierce god general, holding a pair of huge black iron hammers, and the long wind was raging with the wind.

"Destiny card!"

"It's really a life card!"

Su Jiu sighed in his heart.

I thought that the nameless classic was a novel, but I didn't expect it to be true.

In the age of mythology, cultivators had the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and they would take half of the three souls, one of the seven spirits, condense the qi of heaven and earth, gather the essence of the sun and the moon, take the land of life, and gather the stone tablet of life!

In doing so, the first is to tell the doorman about his life and death.

The second is that if the fate card is not extinguished, there is a chance to be resurrected.

Su Jiu never thought that he would encounter such an archaeological excavation site.

No wonder there are so many cultivators here.

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Wrong!

Su Jiu stopped sighing.

A question suddenly came to mind.

If the archaeological team knew the importance of these steles and involved ancient mythology, would they be so unappreciated?

Empathy!

If you are yourself, it is definitely a heavy soldier and strictly guarded!

But now it is a group of unscrupulous students, with a group of staff who have not cultivated, to be responsible for recording the translation.

Obviously, this indicates that the archaeological pair did not pay attention to this place.

Again, two questions arise from this.

As a person who has just awakened not long ago, he can perceive these life cards, the points of light in these stone tablets.

Then why can't those cultivators whose aura is stronger than their own not perceive it?

What is the reason for this?

Is it because of the cultivation of the exercises?

Or is it my own sake?

Su Jiu's heart suddenly calmed down.

Think about these two key questions!

And a choice for yourself to make next!

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