Chapter 13 The Secret Realm of the Ancient Village
Because of absorbing part of the memories of the powerful martial artist of the Yin Corpse Sect, Wang Yi naturally linked Huo Liangcai's words with the "Evil King Blood Refining Curse", and thought to himself, is that beautiful woman the ancestor of Miaojiazhai?
Seeing that Wang Yi's emotions were suddenly excited, Huo Liangcai was slightly surprised, but he didn't think much about it, but continued: "It doesn't have to be exercises, it may also be other treasures, in short, there is a secret place in Miaojiazhai that can't be run...... Do you think that the sect sent so many disciples to investigate the missing martial artists, don't be stupid, how can the high-level leaders of the sect care about the life and death of low-level martial artists, they just plan to take the opportunity of the investigation to find that secret place!"
"Oh, I see!" Wang Yi suddenly felt in his heart, hearing Huo Liangcai say this, he also felt that there was something strange in this.
"But I don't know what the deacon said to me about it, and what ...... done."
Wang Yi was puzzled in his heart, he couldn't understand why Huo Liangcai was telling him this, if he was going to find a helper, he knew all these forty or fifty miscellaneous disciples, and several of them were even fourth-level cultivators in the Spirit Gathering Period, and they were much stronger than himself.
Seeing that Wang Yi wanted to speak and stopped, Huo Liangcai seemed to have expected it, he patted Wang Yi's shoulder, leaned closer and whispered: "You fought with Gu Feng, I also watched it, if my expectations are good, your physical arts have broken through the skin condensation stage and entered the realm of the bone condensation stage, right?"
Hearing Huo Liangcai say this, Wang Yi nodded slightly, practicing physical skills is not a secret, it is only because the inheritance exercises are incomplete and it is difficult to systematically cultivate, so they will be given up by martial artists, but some martial artists who are born with divine power still practice physical arts, even if they don't practice, they will have a certain amount of research.
Seeing that Wang Yi did not deny it, Huo Liangcai's face was overjoyed, and he continued: "I saw in the ancient books that the method of opening the secret realm in this Miao family ancient village is a giant tripod, which is three thousand catties, even if the sixth-layer martial artist of the Gathering Spirit Period urges the true yuan of the whole body, it is not easy to lift this tripod. If you can help me open the secret realm, I can keep you safe!"
Although this Huo Liangcai has average talent and belongs to the bottom of the outer disciples, he is very interested in the ancient books collected by the Fire Spirit Sect on weekdays, and among those ancient books, there are even fragments left over from two thousand years ago, but these fragments have been fragmented, Wang Yi really can't imagine how Huo Liangcai found the situation of the Miao family ancient village in those shredded pieces of paper and parchment scrolls.
In fact, there is no need to say more, Wang Yi and Huo Liangcai have worked together in the material collection office for two years, although they do not have a deep relationship, but they also have some understanding, Huo Liangcai has an uncle, who is also an elder in the outer gate, and the purpose of the mission sent by the sect this time should be to know from his uncle, but his uncle and Huo Xin and others are obviously not all the way, if Huo Xin and they discover the secret realm of the Miao family's ancient village, Huo Liangcai and his uncle and others can't even catch a hair.
Therefore, they planned to carry the fire letter behind their backs and investigate privately, if they found the secret realm, even if they couldn't enter it, they would report it, as long as the high-level leaders of the inner gate of the Fire Spirit Sect knew, they would not dare to swallow it alone.
"Can you really keep me okay?" Wang Yi asked.
If Wang Yi is not moved by Huo Liangcai's words, it is definitely a lie, but he is thinking in his heart that the credibility of Huo Liangcai's words can be a few percent.
Seeing Wang Yi's hesitant expression, Huo Liangcai did not speak immediately, but adjusted his body, found a comfortable position, leaned on the side of the boat, and continued: "In your opinion, the Gulin Zhengu family is a wealthy family, and in my eyes it is nothing, as long as I come forward, they will not dare to do anything to you!"
Hearing this, Wang Yi's heart moved, Huo Liangcai is a deacon of the outer gate, and the background behind him must not be underestimated, no matter whether the Miao family ancient village that Huo Liangcai said exists or not, he will not have any loss. If he is willing to stand up for himself, it will be a deterrent to the Gu family.
Wang Yi looked at Huo Liangcai, nodded heavily, and said, "I promise you!"
Huo Liangcai smiled slightly, and said: "I know that you are thoughtful, and you are likely to doubt my motives, since you have agreed, I don't plan to hide it from you, I want to become a disciple of the inner gate, not to learn the core exercises of the Fire Spirit Sect, but to witness, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the inner gate." ”
"Oh, why is that?" Wang Yi said with a puzzled expression.
"I've been sorting through ancient books for several years, connecting some clues, and gradually discovering something...... Two thousand years ago, there was a huge five-grade sect that ruled the entire Fengnan Domain, known as the Yin Corpse Demon Domain, and its sect master, the Yin Corpse Ancestor, cultivated and even reached, the legendary Xuanling Realm - the God Slaying Period. And this huge five-grade sect was only a flash in the pan, and it was wiped out by the powerful and powerful people in the outer regions, and even the records left behind were very rare. ”
"And I found some clues in various remnants of ancient books, the extermination of the Yin Corpse Demon Domain's people seems to be for an ancient exercise, and this exercise is left by a huge sect called Haoyu Divine Palace in ancient times, I just want to re-organize this history, organize and record, so that future generations can know our martial arts roots, and know that the once extremely brilliant martial arts civilization! However, if you want to know more information, you must enter the inner door, according to legend, the inner door of the scripture pavilion has preserved a more complete ancient book, the Yin Corpse Demon Domain, and even the Haoyu Divine Palace in ancient times have records. ”
At this time, Huo Liangcai looked into the distance, and a flame seemed to ignite in his eyes.
For Huo Liangcai's feelings, Wang Yi admires it very much, if a martial artist forgets his own martial arts origin, he will be like a mirror and a pavilion in the sky, even if he has outstanding talent and excellent exercises, it is difficult to make great achievements.
Wang Yi pondered silently, and also had a new understanding of Huo Liangcai, he had only heard that Huo Liangcai had studied ancient books to the point of obsession, but he didn't expect that he could find so much information from the unrelated broken ancient books, because he absorbed a drop of essence blood of the powerful martial artist of the Yin Corpse Sect, Wang Yi knew that what Huo Liangcai said was the truth, then, the method he said earlier to be able to open the ancient village of the Miao family, maybe he was really a little sure.
In the blue sky, the spirit boat is as fast as a meteor, and in the blink of an eye, it can be carried out for a hundred zhang, but even at such a speed, starting from Yuntianfang, it took a full day to reach Miaojiazhai.
Miaojiazhai is located on the border of Wuyan country, warm and humid, more than 100 zhang high towering ancient trees, can be seen everywhere, dense mountains and forests, there are countless demon beasts, hiding in the mountains and forests, if someone mistakenly enters, a silent, it will become the dinner of these guys.
As the spirit boat slowly fell, in front of a tall bamboo building in Miaojia Village, dozens of men wearing bamboo armor had been waiting for a long time.
The first man, tall and tall, with brightly colored feathers on his head, saw Huo Xin and the others walking off the spirit boat, hurriedly stepped forward, and arched his hand: "In the lower Miao family village patriarch, Miao Han Mountain, welcome all the people of the Fire Spirit Sect." ”
The Fire Spirit Sect has a large number of people this time, nearly sixty martial artists, and most of these people are cultivated at the fourth or fifth level of the Spirit Gathering Period, so many martial artists gather together, and the power they exude is like a sword soaring into the sky, soaring into the sky. The eyes of these warriors of Miaojiazhai all showed cowardice.
Wang Yi looked around, the population of Miaojiazhai was also tens of thousands, but most of them were civilians, and in the countless thatched huts around, countless pairs of eyes stared at this group of uninvited guests in horror, most of these people were only wrapped in a few leaves, almost no different from savages.
A hundred years ago, the Fire Spirit Sect extended its sphere of influence to Miaojiazhai, and the patriarchs in the village, including more than 100 elders of all sizes, were killed by an elder of the inner gate of the Fire Spirit Sect, and no one dared to resist so far.
The patriarch of this year's Miao Jiazhai is more than forty years old, and his cultivation is only the fifth layer of the Gathering Spirit Period, and his whole body trembles in the face of the momentum emanating from the fire letter.
Huo Xin glanced at Miao Hanshan contemptuously, didn't even bother to say more polite words, and asked impatiently: "Where is the vain martial artist you said in the spirit rune transmission, take me to see it quickly." ”
Miao Hanshan bowed, nodded his head in a hurry, turned around, and walked in front to lead the way.
Wang Yi glanced at the more than ten people behind Miao Hanshan, most of them were cultivated at about the third layer of the Spirit Gathering Period, and the color of the true element of the body protection outside the body was dim, which showed that its foundation was loose and in a mess, the spiritual grass that these Miao people paid tribute every year was converted into gold, which was simply 100,000, but the Fire Spirit Sect regarded it as a wild man, looking at the clothes of those people, it was broken, it could be seen that the degree of oppression had reached an outrageous level.
At the moment when Wang Yi withdrew his gaze, he suddenly noticed that behind Miao Hanshan, there was a woman wearing a hat not far away, which seemed to be a little different.
This difference is not dressing, but an inexplicable sense of crisis, as if this is not a woman, but a poisonous snake spitting a core, this sense of crisis is Wang Yi walking in Chiyan Mountain, countless times in the life and death of the situation, the feeling.
At this moment, the blood qi in his body, as if he sensed danger, almost came out of his body.
"Don't look at that woman, she's a grass ghost. Huo Liangcai's words came from Wang Yi's side.
Wang Yi glanced at Huo Liangcai, showing a look of doubt, Huo Liangcai followed the people of the Fire Spirit Sect, and continued: "I once saw in ancient books that the Miao family has a strange art, called Gu Poison, Gu Poison is also known as Grass Ghost, Grass Ghost only transmits women and not men, so women who can manipulate Gu Poison are called Grass Ghost Women. ”
"This Gu poison is extremely weird, it is rumored that no matter how high your cultivation is, if you are poisoned by Gu, you will also lose your cultivation, and your whole body will fester, and the person who is poisoned will not die immediately, but will attack slowly until it is unbearable, scratching the flesh and skin of your whole body, and even pulling out your own heart, and the death is extremely miserable. ”
"Oh?"
Wang Yi looked at the woman again, and the sense of crisis just now had disappeared at this time, as if it had never happened.
"This Miao family village has existed for thousands of years, although it has now declined, but it must have something to rely on, since I came here, I have an indescribable sense of weirdness. Huo Liangcai walked as he spoke, thanks to his deep research on ancient books, Wang Yi heard of this Gu poison for the first time, and couldn't help but be a little more vigilant.
And at this moment, the woman wearing the hat suddenly looked back behind her, and her eyes were not looking at anyone else, it was Wang Yi who had been observing her!