Chapter 188: History
Murong Yunfu and the other ten followers were already anxious at this time, and they really hoped to obtain those flawless spiritual skills from Murong Linzhi's mouth.
But Murong Lin was slow and methodical, and his appearance was neither arrogant nor impatient, which made them want to rush forward, grab his arm, and take out the flawless spiritual skills from his sea of knowledge.
It's a pity that this is impossible, so they stretched their necks and stared at Murong Lin Zhi with a pair of eyes that were dizzying.
Murong Lin saw that the time was ripe, he coughed and said, "If you want those flawless spiritual techniques, it's actually very simple, cultivating a cultivator, a pharmacist, and a planter for my Murong family, this is one of the ways." ”
Murong Yunfu and the ten people had already pricked up their ears and tried to listen, and when they heard this, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
They re-signed the contract with Murong Linzhi, which was tantamount to selling the Murong family again, and it was their responsibility to do things for the Murong family.
"And what about the second one?" asked Ximen Zi impatiently.
"Second...... Murong Lin smiled, and began to say word by word: "It's alchemy, medicine, planting elixir, do your best, practice good pills for my Murong family, and produce good medicines." ”
"What you say is true. Murong Yunfu asked, he had nothing else to ask for in his life, he could only be obsessed with practicing Dan, and the flawless spiritual techniques that Murong Linzhi took out were all practicing Dan techniques, which made him love it.
The other nine followers looked at Murong Lin Zhi nervously, eagerly awaiting his answer.
"Yes, this is the young patriarch's explanation before leaving. "Murong Lin Zhi originally wanted to admit that he was Murong Lin Zhi, and he could be divided into twenty-three appearances, but he really didn't dare to compliment.
In addition, the demonic power of the whole body, he deliberately concealed it, but these followers of his parents are old foxes who have been on the battlefield for a long time and have rich experience.
Coupled with seventeen years of dealing with demon beasts, who knows if they can see the clues, in order not to destroy their glorious image in their hearts, it is definitely not the time to pretend at this moment.
As soon as they heard that it was the little young master who said it, the matter was nine out of ten, and they would definitely fulfill their promises, and the ten people breathed a sigh of relief, and their hanging hearts were immediately put down.
These two requirements are not excessive, since he has become a member of the family, he naturally has to do things for the family, and when the family is strong, he can survive in the beast tide.
It's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, Murong Yunfu and the others, there is no longer any intention to kill and poke on their bodies, they can be called powerless, relying on the family, in the beast tide that has not been encountered for a hundred years, they can only survive.
Murong Lin Zhi also hoped that these spiritual techniques would be spread as soon as possible, and with the help of Murong Yunfu and the others, this spread would be accelerated.
The two sides hit it off, each rejoicing, Murong Yunfu and the others felt that they were running from time to time, and they were both happy.
The ten people were moving forward, observing and registering, and the mature spirit grass of more than 3,000 years in the valley abounded.
Murong Lin Zhi and his party walked all the way, ripe spirit grass, spirit fruits, and spirit flowers were filled with gift bags, and everyone smiled.
Stop-and-go, like a leisurely stroll, within a radius of ten miles, a group of people actually walked for a day and a night.
There is no sun or moon in the cave, and the day and night do not know the time.
Murong Lin Zhi looked at the sky and finally found that this valley was also a formation, at least reaching the eighth level of the Great Array, and it was okay to be undamaged.
The reason why all the spirit plants are thriving is that they all rely on the great array to transmit spiritual energy.
"It's a pity that Young Master Ben can't see the trick. Murong Lin shook his head and sighed.
"Young Master, my brothers and I are willing to stay here and participate in the Great Enlightenment Array. The Mo Dazhi brothers took the initiative to ask.
"Okay!" Murong Lin agreed.
At this moment, Ximen Zi seemed to have discovered a new world, and shouted loudly: "Look, there is still a house here." ”
When the others heard the sound, they all rushed to her side, Murong Lin Zhi was in front of her, and saw a small road, the road was covered by some spirit vines, if you didn't look closely, you couldn't find it for a while.
The road was originally made of stones, Murong Lin Zhi followed the winding stone path, looked ahead, and saw a thatched roof, the house was covered by the formation, hidden from time to time, and the whole picture could not be seen.
Murong Lin Zhi raised his hand and flicked his ten fingers, and the house was finally revealed and presented in the eyes of everyone.
It was a three-room thatched house standing beside a small stream, and the stream was babbling, making a tinkling sound.
Murong Linzhi didn't speak, and walked along the path to the thatched house.
After a while, he came to the door of the thatched house, the door was half open and half hidden, Murong Linzhi stood at the door and looked in, there were tables, chairs, and stools in the main room.
On the left is the bedroom, and on the right is the kitchen.
"A small grass hut has actually set up a fifth-level small array, and it is still running. Murong Lin muttered to himself.
Seeing that the room was clean and tidy, dust-free, and the air was fresh, he knew the reason when he looked closely.
The spiritual sense scanned everything in the room, and there was no trace of human life for a long time, Murong Lin Zhi pushed open the door and led everyone into the main room.
After everyone entered, they looked around, Mo Dazhi went to the bedroom to check, and Mo Dayong went to the kitchen.
Murong Lin Zhi slowly walked to the north wall of the main house, where a painting hung on the wall.
This is a picture of a girl swinging, only to see a young girl in the flower season, carefree, sitting on the swing swing.
Xiaoyang, the morning breeze, and the dew were all presented in Murong Linzhi's eyes, and he seemed to hear the girl's giggling laughter, and even bursts of floral fragrance.
Murong Lin praised again and again, although he didn't know anything about calligraphy and painting, but at this moment, he was also dyed by everything in the painting, which made him feel refreshed.
There is also a payment on the painting, Shuyun: I wish Sister Yukite a happy nineteenth birthday, a thousand autumns, a certain year and a certain month. The handwriting is clear, stroke by stroke, and the force penetrates the back of the paper.
Murong Linzhi nodded, and between the lines, he felt the infatuation of this Qianqiu son.
His eyes were fixed on the rain kite, and on the four characters of Qianqiu, his mind was full of thoughts.
At this time, Mo Dazhi came out of the bedroom, and there were stacks of animal skins in his hands.
"Young master, look. Mo Dazhi handed it to Murong Lin Zhi.
Murong Linzhi took it and took it and looked at it, it turned out to be a diary for memorization.
The diary is square, about a foot long, and Murong Lin has about forty thicknesses.
He turned the first page, only to see the lines of beautiful small words on it, and immediately caught his eye:
"The news of Brother Qianqiu's death came from the battlefield of man and beast, and after the Nong family heard about it, it was like a thunderbolt on that sunny day, and all the colors in this world were cleaved all at once. ”
Murong Lin Zhi raised his head, looked at the painting on the wall, and looked at the girl on the swing, she should be the rain kite, she should be the writer of this diary.
Murong Linzhi sighed, since ancient times, the human race has lost its life like a beast's mouth, not to mention him, his wife is scattered, and with a wry smile, Murong Linzhi continued to look down:
"The Nong family wants to die, but when Brother Qianqiu went into battle, he confessed that if he died on the battlefield, I must live for him, and the Nong family promised him that he would live......"
Murong Linzhi nodded, and said in his heart that this thousand autumns must be a person of temperament, and the rain kite will naturally live, otherwise, there will be no stack of diaries behind.
The matter of life and death, Murong Lin Zhi was not uncommon in the beast tide seven years ago, if she didn't want to live like this kind of thing she encountered, then there would be no human beings in the entire Yunjun.
However, Murong Linzhi's heart was still painful, and he didn't want to be sad, so he turned the page to read the second page.
"Lian Dan is not the life that the Nong family wants, but the Hua family is a family of pills, the Nong family is the descendant of the family, if you don't study, you are not proficient, you are not proficient, that is rebellion, it is forgetting your ancestors, it is a sinner of the family, and the Nong family does not want to forget your ancestors as sinners. ”
Seeing this, Murong Linzhi's mood improved, he smiled, and felt that this girl Yu Kite was only afraid of being a problem girl, seventeen or eight years old, youthful and rebellious, understandable.
Murong Linzhi's gaze continued to move downward.
"The elders of the family praised the Nong family again, calling the Nong family the first day of the family, relying on this is the first day of talent, if the Nong family is single-minded, concentrated, and all their minds are on practicing Danshu, then the Nong family can not be called a genius among geniuses, hehe......
After Murong Lin finished reading, he turned to the third page again.
"The Nong family really doesn't like to practice Danshu and doesn't want to become a Dan practitioner, but the family doesn't allow the Nong family to give up alchemy. ”......
"If Brother Qianqiu is alive, it would be good, he will definitely support me and study the history of the human race, and I don't want to let me sneak around like a thief now......"
Murong Lin Zhi shook his head, he let out a long breath, rubbed his eyes, and continued to read, dazzling him. But he didn't want to let go of the animal skin, and the rebellious girl Rain Kite gave him the desire to continue reading.
He flipped through several pages in a row, and then the seventh page caught his attention again.
"The Hua family has existed in Yunjun for nine thousand years, and it is becoming more and more prosperous and powerful, which has never happened in the history of Yunjun. ”......
From this page on, what Murong Lin Zhi saw was that the little girl rain kite was discussing history and constantly reflecting.
And as he flipped through the pages, Murong Linzhi found that Yu Kite's knowledge was enriched, especially those incisive annotations and rhetorical questions, which resonated with Murong Linzhi.
She is becoming more and more like a knowledgeable teacher, explaining to Murong Linzhi, and she seems to have opened a door for Murong Linzhi and lifted a corner of this world.
"Before the Hua family, there was no thousand-year-old family in Yunjun, all the families disappeared in the thousand-year-old family catastrophe, and the human race experienced another hundred years of accumulation and cultivation, and four major families were born, leading the human race to resist the demon beasts in the beast tide again and again. ”
When he saw this, Murong Linzhi did not continue to look at it, but paced back and forth in the grass hall, bowing his head and contemplating.
This passage shocked Murong Linzhi, although she did not systematically study the history of Yunjun, but he also looked through history books, and when he read, although he was a little embarrassed, it did not affect his basic understanding of history.
It has been three thousand years since the destruction of the Hua Clan, and in the past three thousand years, the Yunjun Human Race has just experienced the second millennium tribulation of the family.
Without exception, these two times, without a family, passed safely, they were all wiped out in ashes, and human history no longer exists.