Volume 2: The Storm Rises Chapter 12 The Immortals Want to Touch Me?
It is an ancient body that looks as if it has been carefully carved by time. The whole body did not appear to be dry, it seemed to have transcended the constraints of time, the skin was firm and smooth, and there seemed to be a faint fluorescence, as if shrouded in a veil of mystery.
Zhao Jin could clearly feel that the body in front of him was surrounded by a layer of energy field as thin as a cicada's wings, and it was precisely its existence that prevented this corpse from being dried and withered by the wind, as if it was a protective shell that would never die.
He sat cross-legged with his hands on his knees, standing like a mountain, looking so calm and elegant. Even though he had closed his eyes and left this world peacefully, it still gave the illusion that he would wake up at any moment. His face is deep and serene, and when you look at it, you feel that it contains endless wisdom and mysteries, and you can't help but want to explore the mysteries in them.
The surroundings seemed to be affected by this corpse, and everything became so peaceful and serene, full of life.
"It's ...... Immortal relics? ”
Zhao Jin looked at the unreal looking body in front of him in surprise, and tentatively approached forward.
The immortal relict is a metamorphosis left behind by the immortals, which has extremely high mystical value and precious cultivation purposes. It is not only a rare treasure, but also a treasure coveted by soul masters. It is rumored that the immortal relics contain the essence of the immortals' life and the mysteries of cultivation, through which the owner can comprehend the deeper laws of cultivation, and may even break through the bottleneck of their own cultivation.
Due to the mystery and power of the immortal relics, it has attracted widespread attention and contention in the spirit master world. There have been countless soul masters who have ventured into dangerous situations to get their hands on it, and have fought fiercely. At the same time, because of its existence, it has triggered a lot of discussions and reflections about immortals, cultivation and the mysteries of the universe.
It can be said that the immortal relics are not only a dead thing, but also a kind of people's belief and pursuit of immortality.
"The immortal relics, I just don't know if it is the body left by the immortal who ascended to the immortal realm, or the corpse left after the immortal hangs...... Hehe, Immortal... Immortals... Immortals are going to die, too......"
Zhao Jin pondered, his eyes couldn't help but wander.
He had never seen the corpses of immortals, and most of the spirit masters of the current era had never seen them, and he didn't even know much about them, maybe the older generation of spirit masters only knew, such as the old man of his family.
"Heh, immortals, in this world, even the powerhouses of the Three Realms are rarely born, let alone any immortals. The slogan of becoming an immortal was how many years ago, my lord, times have changed. ”
With a chuckle, Zhao Jin no longer looked at the "corpse" in front of him, but turned to the tall wordless immortal monument behind him.
To be honest, he didn't kick forward enough to save face, okay?
The stele in front of me looks ordinary at first glance, and when it looks closely, it is also ordinary, and there is no immortal rhyme on it like the immortal relic.
"Huh? This is? ”
Zhao Jin suddenly found that the stele was not wordless, and there was a row of small characters engraved in the lower right corner of the stele base, which made the whole stele very discordant, as if it was carved by a later person, and the handwriting was sloppy, and the person who engraved the word was either not a few years old, or a person who was free and easy by nature.
"Later boy, congratulations on your luck in finding this Immortal Cave Mansion, but at the same time, unfortunately you came late, and the good treasures in it were taken away by me, hey, are you angry?"
Reading this, Zhao Jin couldn't help but have a black line on his head, as if he saw an extremely obscene old man smiling at that face.
Resisting the urge to smash the base with one palm, Zhao Jin continued to look down.
"Hehe, don't be angry, don't be angry, didn't I leave a field of grass for you? The secret of this immortal's relic, I'm not interested in the old way, I'll leave it to you, there is an immortal inheritance on this wordless immortal monument, and I don't need the old way, but you have to be careful, this inheritance will eat people! ”
The final signature ———— "Yunshuidao people".
"Yunshuidao people?"
Looking at this last signature, Zhao Jin couldn't help but think of the story of the old man selling noodles in Shuiyun Town.
"Isn't this Yunshui Dao person the one who helped the residents of Shuiyun Town exorcise evil spirits, according to the time, think that Yunshui Dao person is still alive, or is he himself a ghost?"
"The inheritance of the man-eating immortals...... I'd like to see what kind of cannibalism this is! ”
Thinking like this, Zhao Jin stretched out his hand and helped the towering wordless immortal monument in front of him.
Suddenly, the originally ordinary stone monument emitted a dazzling light, which made everything seem to fall into silence. There was an air of antiquity and mystery in the air, and it seemed that even time had stood still at this moment.
Suddenly, the light on the immortal stele began to shrink, leaving only a faint light, as if a spark was burning in the darkness.
The light gradually converged, forming a vague phantom, as light and ethereal as smoke.
The phantom was dressed in a white jade-colored wide robe, with fluttering clothes, a bun on his head, and a clear face, like an immortal descending into the world. His gaze is as deep as the sea, as if he can see all the mysteries of the world. Surrounded by a faint layer of golden light, it gives people a sense of detachment from the world.
As the light intensified, the phantom gradually became clearer. Every movement of his seems to contain infinite power, but it seems to be unusually graceful and calm. With a slight wave of his sleeve, there was a faint fragrance in the air, which was refreshing.
The whole scene becomes solemn and sacred, as if there is an invisible force flowing in the air. Zhao Jin could only hold his breath and wait, feeling the shock and mystery brought by this immortal phantom.
"Damn, Jinnyima is pretending to be forced, I'll just watch your performance quietly."
Zhao Jin let out a low cry in his heart, the appearance of the immortal phantom was exactly the same as the appearance of the immortal relic.
"Mortal, I am a Yunlong Immortal, and I still don't kneel down to worship!"
At this moment, the eyes of the immortal phantom suddenly opened, and the essence was shining, so terrifying.
"I'll kneel on your grandma's legs and scare Lao Tzu!"
The sudden sound of the voice with the coercion of the immortals frightened Zhao Jin, and he couldn't help but curse.
He finally knew why the Yunshui Dao people were so disdainful of this immortal inheritance, with this high-minded face, who didn't want to kill him?