Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Southern Underworld Scroll
"I don't know what kind of pill this forgetful refining is, it has harmed so many innocent children, it is better to destroy this copper furnace directly now, and let her be busy!" Looking at the tall copper furnace in front of him, Jiang Jianqiu couldn't help but be a little eager to try. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Although Jiang Jianqiu didn't understand the way of formation prohibition, he was familiar with his junior sister on weekdays, and he also knew that such an important treasure would often have some means to protect it. Can this huge copper furnace in front of him be broken with a single blow with this half of the blunt sword in his hand? I am afraid that most of the copper furnaces will not be able to destroy this copper furnace, but will alarm the snake demon to forget his worries, and then the gains will outweigh the losses.
"Forget it, anyway, go back and ask the master to come over and serve this snake demon's nest in a pot, and it's not too late to destroy this evil thing when the time comes. Jiang Jianqiu made up his mind, walked back and beckoned Ling'er and Xiaozhu to come to his side, and planned to leave this hall.
Just as Jiang Jianqiu walked towards the door, his body suddenly stiffened, and then Jiang Jianqiu blinked his eyes in confusion, and turned his head to look at the gray-clothed figure sitting on the throne, with a puzzled face, because when he turned around, he heard very clearly that a voice sounded in his ears:
"Come here......"
Jiang Jianqiu's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of hair, this hall was empty, and now looking back, the direction from which the voice came from was where the statue was sitting, could it be that the statue was summoning him?
No matter how you look at this statue, Jiang Jianqiu couldn't help frowning, it's better to have more than one thing at the moment, it's better not to provoke these inexplicable things!
He made up his mind, turned around and walked out the door with his two children. The three of them walked out of the hall in the blink of an eye, disappeared from the door, and the hall was deserted again, leaving only the gray-clothed man standing tall above silently staring at the empty door.
Suddenly, there was a soft "pop", and one foot stepped into the door, "I want to see what the hell this statue is doing today!" Jiang Jianqiu muttered as he re-entered the hall, Yue Ling'er and Xiaozhu followed behind him, and they both felt that the big brother's behavior was a little strange. Jiang Jianqiu himself was also puzzled, he had already walked out, but in his heart it seemed that he couldn't let go of the voice, he only felt that it lingered in his mind repeatedly, and finally he couldn't hold it back and turned back.
Jiang Jianqiu walked to the edge of the lava flow in the middle of the hall and said to Ling'er and Xiaozhu, "You wait for me here, and I'll go to the statue to see what is going on." After saying that, he jumped over the melt and walked a few steps to the bottom of the high platform.
Under the high platform, the statue looks even more real. It is a gray-clothed man with a delicate face, long hair and a shawl, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a heroic spirit. It's just that this person's face is as blue and gray as marble, and there is no blood, could it be that this is a corpse? Jiang Jianqiu muttered in his heart, and slowly walked up the steps to the high platform.
Coming to the high platform, Jiang Jianqiu walked to the opposite side of this person to take a closer look, this person is the same as a real person in terms of hair and mouth and nose, Jiang Jianqiu stretched out his hand and touched the back of this person's hand, only to feel that the place where his fingers touched was extremely cold, but it was a little soft, Jiang Jianqiu withdrew his hand in shock, and the person sitting in front of him turned out to be a dry corpse!
Jiang Jianqiu's eyes froze, and he found that at the neck of this person, there were pieces of white scales born, it turned out to be a demon cultivator! This demon cultivator held his knee in his left hand and a gray-white long sword in his right hand, even if he sat there after death, he could feel a faint coercion, it seemed that he should be a great hero in his life.
Jiang Jianqiu stood in front of the dry corpse for a long time, but nothing happened, he scratched his head, bowed to the dry corpse, and said: "In order to save people, I accidentally broke into this place and disturbed the remains of my predecessors, so I am here to make amends." ”
Jiang Jianqiu turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly there was a "click" sound behind him, he was stunned, turned his head to look, and found that a scroll fell out of the sleeve of the dry corpse and rolled down under his feet.
Jiang Jianqiu leaned over and picked up the scroll, looked at it intently, and saw four big characters written on the cover:
Southern Underworld Scroll.
It looks like a suicide note, Nan Ming...... Where have you heard this name?
Jiang Jianqiu frowned and slowly opened this scroll, what he hated most when he was in the Huaishan faction was reading, and the situation was special at this moment, so he could only take a hard look at what was written in this scroll. As the scroll slowly unfolded, lines of small characters flying and dancing appeared in front of Jiang Jianqiu.
"I am a person from Xuhua Mountain, since I was a child into the Qingxu Palace to practice, dedicated to the practice of the sword, after the completion of the sword across the Middle Continent, the world to the south of the Underworld. ”
After reading the first few sentences, Jiang Jianqiu's heart was shocked! It turned out to be really the real person he had heard about before!
It is rumored that more than ten years ago, there was an amazing talent in the realm of cultivating immortals in the territory of Tang Kingdom, this person already had a high-level Taoism in the Ziyuan Realm at a young age, and his swordsmanship was superb, even the real people of the Jindan Realm did not dare to underestimate him. This person is none other than a disciple of the Qingxu Palace, a true person in the South Darkness.
This Nanming real person walked in all directions with a sword, and did a lot of happy and vengeful things, which stirred up the entire Tang Kingdom for a while. In the end, several Jindan Realm immortals were brought out to suppress him, and since then, this Nanming real person has disappeared, as if evaporating from this world.
This part of his deeds was also passed on by later cultivators, and became a legend in the land of Middle-earth.
Unexpectedly, the real person of Nanming finally sat in the Liuyan Cave Heaven in this Sanssouci Valley. Jiang Jianqiu looked at the dried corpse in front of him that still had the vigor of his life, and couldn't help but feel extremely embarrassed. It's just that this Nanming real person was originally a Terran monk, how could he become such a half-human, half-demon?
"I walk with my sword, and I do it recklessly, but I want to be free and easy between heaven and earth. I didn't want to have a deep grudge, and finally caused the five scattered immortals to chase and kill, I was injured by Wu Hongni in the depths of Tangyin Mountain, fell under the deep stream, and was dying, sitting in a place where the grass was overgrown, waiting for my life. ”
Jiang Jianqiu nodded, it seems that what happened to this Nanming real person back then is indeed not much different from the rumors circulated by later generations. It's just that the names of these five scattered immortals have never been mentioned, and it seems that they should be some extremely powerful characters.
"Dancing Red Ni ......" Jiang Jianqiu thought silently, this seems to be a female monk, or a monk who is good at using poison, it is really very rare.
Holding the Southern Darkness Relic Scroll in his hand, Jiang Jianqiu sighed, looking at the words of the Southern Immortal real person, it seemed that he also had a lot of grievances and dissatisfaction with his own experience, and it was indeed a generation of geniuses like him, but in the end, he ended up buried in the barren mountains and mountains, obscure, which is really regrettable.