Aoki actually took out a pair of white gloves from the storage bag and put them on his hands, carefully took out the blanket from the coffin, and spread it on the ground.

Pu Nagi lit Fu Wenxi so that he could watch it.

"I don't know this kind of writing?" Fu Wenxi said.

This is a kind of writing from the period of ancient mythological civilization that he is completely unfamiliar with, and the handwriting is cumbersome and complicated.

"Pu Nagi, Wu Xi, do you know each other?" Fu Wenxi asked busily.

The two shook their heads together.

"Wait, I've made a photocopy. Wu Xi said as he took out the white silk cloth, covered it on the blanket, and photocopied it with secret techniques.

In the next scene, Fu Wenxi, Pu Nagi, and Wu Xi were all dumbfounded.

The blanket decayed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, which they understood, and the blanket did not know how many years it had existed, and the coffin was in fact very ordinary, and was not protected by any inscriptions or secret techniques.

The material of the blanket itself seems to be silk fabric, and when it comes into contact with the air, it is naturally easy to decay.

However, Wu Xi's photocopy turned out to be useless, and the white silk cloth was still clean and clean, without a word.

"What's going on?" Fu Wenxi asked busily.

"I don't know!" Wu Xi shook his head, this ordinary self-blanket actually ignored the secret arts?

"Lift the blanket...... Be careful, let me take another look. Fu Wenxi said in a low voice.

"Okay!" Aoki and Duanki Fengyu carefully uncovered the silk cloth, the blanket had been reduced to ashes, but since no one touched it, the words were still clearly visible.

Fu Wenxi closed his eyes and directly observed a little bit with his spiritual sense.

There were only eighty-one words on the blanket, and when he memorized the last word by heart, suddenly, there was a loud "buzz" sound in the sea of knowledge, and the golden light was rippling.

Eighty-one words slowly formed a word in his sea of knowledge, and finally, this character slowly merged into the dilapidated crockpot.

The dilapidated clay pot made a slight "hum" sound, vibrated slightly, and wisps of spiritual energy overflowed, and it was only after a while that it slowly returned to calm.

Fu Wenxi took a look, the dilapidated crockpot was still so dilapidated, but there was a word on it, which seemed to be a little extraordinary.

Inside the clay pot, the Heaven Swallowing Dao Lotus is still a lotus seed, with a green luster.

Waiting for Fu Wenxi to open his eyes, Pu Nagi frowned slightly, and said, "Master, shorthand is the most tiring, you are seriously injured, forget it if you don't succeed, right?"

Fu Wenxi shook his head slightly, took out the pen from the storage bracelet, grabbed Wu Xi's piece of white silk, spread it on the ground, and slowly wrote word by word.

It was bound to be useful, but he didn't know exactly what it would do.

Eighty-one words, he wrote for more than an hour to finish, and looked at it carefully, using the observation of the general outline to confirm that it was correct, and then said: "You all come and watch——"

"Fu Gongzi, we don't know this kind of writing. Duanmu Fengyu smiled bitterly, "You don't know each other, you let us see?"

"This shouldn't be a record of words, but some kind of use of words, you don't care so much, just look, start from the first word, look at it repeatedly, remember every word, every stroke, and then, connect it together, do you understand?" Fu Wenxi said, gesturing with his fingers.

Hearing Fu Wenxi say this, Huo Hua smiled and said, "I'll try?"

"Here you come!" Fu Wenxi said, immediately handing him the transcription.

Huo Hua spread out the white silk, sat on the ground, and looked at it carefully, word by word.

When the people saw this, they did not bother.

"Fu Gongzi, can you come and have a look?" Aoki said in a low voice, "This thing seems to be rotten too?"

Fu Wenxi leaned in front of the coffin and looked at it, and sure enough, the original "human transformation" was also decaying, turning into dust little by little.

"People, ......" Fu Wenxi sighed in a low voice, he could guarantee that this person was bound to be a great immortal cultivator, and his strength was strong, and those words might be his inheritance, but what was the use, he really didn't know.

Now, the last word that was formed, that is, imprinted on the broken crockpot, makes the crockpot look less broken.

"Mr. Wu Xi, let's close the lid of the coffin. Fu Wenxi said, "Since he is not a Silent Destroyer, so be it." ”

Wu Xi smiled, raised his hand slightly, and the coffin lid flew up again, landing on the coffin steadily, making a soft "bang" sound.

"Childe, this ...... How can I remember it?" Huo Hua smiled bitterly, "I read the first word, I went to see the second word, and the first word was in my mind, and I didn't have any impression at all." ”

"You can't be a fool, right?" Fu Wenxi said.

Huo Hua gave himself a slap in the face, and he also felt that he was a fool.

Fu Wenxi said this, which naturally means that these words contain supreme secret techniques, and he gave him such an opportunity without hesitation.

Even, he taught him by hand and let him comprehend, but what if he couldn't comprehend?

"Master Fu, why don't you let me try?" Aoki said directly.

"Can we watch it together?" Uraya smiled, "I asked to share!"

"Yes, you can watch it together. Fu Wenxi nodded and said, "Just use the method I just said, word by word, stroke by stroke, remember slowly, and then memorize the next word." ”

"Remember them all, what happens?" asked Uranagi directly.

"Ninety-nine to one, forming one word. Fu Wenxi said, "It's wonderful. ”

"As for the exact use, I don't know yet, but this ...... Didn't the teacher say that knowledge needs to be discussed and studied with each other?" Fu Wenxi smiled and said, "I hope you can study and research with me?"

Fu Wenxi sat down on the stone steps on the side, watching them all go to see the words, he was a little tired at this time, so he leaned on the stone pillar and fell asleep groggyly.

I don't know how long it took for him to hear someone scolding: "Damn, this is unreasonable?"

"Immortal Venerable, how many words can you remember?"

"Barely five words, not one more!" Uranagi's voice came.

"I'm the same, I'm not going to do it. Wu Xi said in a low voice.

"Childe, why are you asleep here?" Huo Hua turned around to look for Fu Wenxi, and saw Fu Wenxi leaning on the stone pillar, just falling asleep heartlessly.

Fu Wenxi rubbed his eyes and said with a smile: "I'm very sleepy, why don't you study the secret art well, what are you doing here to care about me sleeping?"

"None of us can make it!" Huo Hua smiled bitterly, "Childe, I thought I was a fool just now, but now, I have a little bit of confidence." ”

"How is that possible?" Fu Wenxi asked in a low voice, "What the hell is it not?"

"Umanagi and I were able to remember five words. Wu Xi smiled bitterly, "The eldest prince tried hard to remember three words, and he was so strong that he wanted to remember the fourth word, but as a result, a mouthful of blood spurted out." ”

"Mr. Wu Xi, are we friends?" Duanmu Fengyu sighed and said, "Don't be so short?"

"As for Aoki!" Wu Xi smiled, "He's miserable, he can only remember one and a half, and the remaining half, and he's still holding back his strength? You see, that face is the same as drunk, I told him to forget it, and he didn't listen." ”

"Probably if you don't vomit three liters of blood, isn't it considered to have studied seriously?" Uranagi laughed and mocked, "Five words, I almost exhausted the spiritual power of my whole body." ”

"As for my disciple, I'm going to expel him from the door and forget it, but I can't say a word, and I'm working hard. ”

"Immortal Venerable, don't, I can do it, I will definitely be able to remember one word, wait for me!" Lu Zhengyu was about to cry.

He is a cultivation genius, everyone recognizes him, why can't he even remember a word now, damn it......

Fu Wenxi helped Huo Hua, got up from the ground, and said, "When did I say that I wanted to use spiritual power?"

He really wanted to slap Pu Nagi to death, and said, "I'm just telling you, remember, remember, do you understand? Haven't you ever memorized a book when you were a child?"

"Master Fu, without spiritual power, we won't be able to say a word. Duanmu Fengyu's face was a little pale, he just used his aura excessively and was in a hurry, so his heart was vain and he made a joke about vomiting blood.

"Huo Hua, come here!" Fu Wenxi grabbed Huo Hua and said, "Follow this, write!"

"Fu Gongzi, it won't work!" Duanmu Fengyu shook his head and said, "I made a joke just because I wrote it stroke by stroke, so I ......"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but spread his hands.

"Childe, without spiritual power, we can't write at all. Huo Hua sighed and said, "If I write according to this, stroke by stroke, at most it will be one word, and the second word will never be again." ”

"If we don't use spiritual power, we just look at it like this, and we can't see what is written at all. Huo Hua shook his head.

"Master Fu, don't you need spiritual power to watch?" Aoki asked with a frown.

"That's right, what kind of spiritual power do you use to see it?" Fu Wenxi nodded and said, "I have such a little cultivation, I use spiritual power to see it?" I admit that this thing is difficult to write, and it took me a little time to write it just now, but this ......"

"Childe, we can't see it without spiritual power. Uranagi shook his head and said.

"Master Fu, this is probably the reason why my photocopying technique failed. Wu Xi said, "You put this away first, this thing is extremely extraordinary, this is to meet you, meet us, such an opportunity, we are powerless to preserve." ”

Fu Wenxi heard them all say this, and immediately put away the transcribed text and said, "I think about it, there should be a way." ”

"Master, I just thought that if I want to record all the words, I have to cultivate to the immortal level again. Pu Nagi said with emotion, "Otherwise, we won't be able to, if we rashly force memorization-"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look at Duanmu Fengyu.

Duanmu Fengyu only smiled bitterly and said, "I know, just like me, one accidentally vomited blood and died." ”

"I'm tired when I'm done writing this thing. Fu Wenxi smiled, "In that case, there seems to be nothing else in this place, let's go back first?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

After the group left the island in the middle of the lake, a dark shadow slowly stood up under the coffin......

"Finally free!" said the shadow as he twisted his neck slowly, muttering to himself.