one person is right

Chapter 587 The Legend Reaches Ten Thousand Years

After the voice fell, Chen Cuo walked out of the room.

Xiang Ran followed immediately, thinking in his heart whether to speak out what he had prepared.

When she came this time, besides reporting the spying caused by that Turkic Yehu, she also had a question about that Kunlun and his son.

It happened that Chen wrongly mentioned the eight cultivators, so Xiang Ran wondered if he wanted to take this opportunity to talk about the Kunlun immortal who refused to leave.

After all, in the past 40 years, although there has been no direct conflict between Taihua Mountain and Kunlun Mountain, there have been constant quarrels and disputes between the two families.

Xiang Ran, as one of the outstanding figures in the young generation of Mount Taihua, led his disciples many times to compete with the Kunlun disciples even though he was determined to cultivate.

Specific to the current situation, she naturally does not want to get too close to the Kunlun people, but Chen Cuo doesn't speak, and it's hard for Xiang Ran to make a decision...

Think about it.

suddenly!

call!
There was a wave of heat rising from her hands!

Xiang Ran was startled, and immediately realized that it was the magic weapon given to him by his uncle!
The fire rises, the heat paves the pavement!
But there was no burning sensation, not even the slightest pain in Xiang Ran's hands holding the fire.

When the flames were reflected in her pupils, Xiang Ran felt that those complicated thoughts in her heart were burning one by one, and finally disappeared, leaving only pure thoughts.

Not only that, but her whole spirit seemed to have improved!
"This is?"

"That god comes from a great religion outside the territory, and it is in charge of wars and disputes." Chen Cuo, who was walking in front, said at this time, "This religion worships fire, which has its merits, but the gods are the thoughts of the believers. It is inevitable that the aggregate will be extreme. However, after removing the thoughts of the gods, the slough left behind can be regarded as a treasure of heaven and earth. It is still waiting for you to discover one by one the magical effect of it.”

"I once got two sticks of calming incense, and I know that things that can refine my thoughts are very precious! This is just the superficial power of magic weapons." Xiang Ran said and shook his head, "Such precious things are held by disciples. Maybe it's a disaster instead, after all, it's a deity..."

"You should have some confidence in yourself, and you don't have to worry about the karma of the divine way." Chen Cuo shook his head, "After all, the two most precious things of the god of war in the fire are now in my hands." Turning your head, just raise your left hand.

In the palm, something flew out.

This thing is crystal clear, like a crystal, with smoke winding on the outside, and a complicated talisman flickering on and off inside.

But Xiang Ran watched intently, but could see bloody flames around the talisman, mixed with the scene of bloody wind and rain, and the sound of gold and iron horses!
She understood immediately.

"This thing is the god's talisman seal?"

Chen Cuo nodded and said: "The gods of the foreign lands are similar to the gods of the middle earth. They are born with the idea of ​​incense, but although the gods of our middle earth also take believers as their lives and their spiritual thoughts as their nature, they often conceive gods from clay statues. body, once stepping into the state of returning to the truth where the virtual and the real are united, it will often shape the real body and explore the self..."

When he was speaking, a clay sculpture of the Dragon King flashed in his heart, and he immediately changed the topic: "But this is not the case with Hushen from outside the territory. The divine thoughts are scattered among the believers. Instead, this talisman has been refined into a core like a demon pill, living in the virtual and the real. In the meantime, all the cultivation bases of the whole body were gathered on this thing, and I used the method of dissociation to detect the traces, took it out of the illusion, and was completely grasped, and its authority and authority are all in my hands."

"The authority of the gods..."

Chewing these four words, Xiang Ran remembered the past deeds about this uncle.According to legend, this uncle himself is proficient in the method of incense, he is the Lord of the Great River, the Lord of the Huaihe Land, and is revered by many gods and lands.

"Yes, the power of the gods is quite mysterious. For example, this god's talisman seal in my hand is in charge of wars, conquests, and disputes. If it is refined into the body and holds power, the wars and disputes in the outside world can be turned into strength." After a pause, his tone became a bit serious, "So, for this god, the constant disputes and conquests on the earth are what he wants to see the most."

"Gods and humans are different after all."

Xiang Ran's mood was a bit heavy for a while, but she was determined to seek the way after all, and she didn't have much to do with mundane things. In addition, the fire in her hand danced again, burning the distracting thoughts in her heart, making her mind clear, and she quickly settled down , Taking advantage of the situation, he asked again: "Uncle Shi said just now that there are two things to gain from that god. Could it be that the second thing is the shedding of the gods?"

"The shelt is precious, but it is of little use to me. The second harvest is naturally the history of the Zoroastrian religion to which the god of war belongs." At this point, Chen Cuo stopped in his tracks, his voice a little low Point, "It should be noted that the gods have their myths and legends, which are misty and mysterious, and can be traced back tens of thousands of years! However, the history of the sect to which the gods belong is real. We people in the Central Plains like to record history, and there are many classics that mention it. The origin of Zoroastrianism is only a thousand years old..."

After a pause, he seemed to be stating and asking: "The way of the gods has become a sect, and the leader of the sect is revered as a god. , which one is true? Which one comes first?"

Xiang Ran was taken aback when he heard the words.

The gods of ten thousand years, the sects of thousands of years.

Gods and sects?
Who comes first?

Inexplicably, there was a creepy feeling in her heart. Somewhere, there was an instinct deep in her blood that was warning Xiang Ran!

What she is thinking at this moment has already touched the taboo of the world!

Boom!

In the sky, thunder suddenly exploded!
Xiang Ji was startled!
In front, Chen Cuo stretched out his hand and pushed open the door in front of him.

In the room, the Turkic Yehu Lifu sat on a chair, looked at Chen Cuo who came in, took a deep breath, got up and greeted him, cupped his hands and said: "I have seen Lord Fuyao, I... Figured it out, no matter what Xianjun wants to do, just order."

Xiang Ran was startled when he heard this.

Chen Cuo squinted his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, and then nodded with a smile: "It's a wise move, since this is the case, please ask Ye Hu to sit down first, Chen needs to take some of your heart and soul."

When Li Fu heard this, his face turned pale, but he still forced himself to be calm, nodded in agreement, and sat back.

After he sat down, Chen Cuo on the opposite side squeezed the Yin Jue with his right hand and grasped it with his left hand. Li Fu set up a scream immediately, and the blood on his chest burst, and a little blood flew out.

Suddenly, the smell of blood spread, and the wind blew up all around!

A strong air of luck gathered and entwined around Qi Lifushe.

Then, a faint virtual video clip gushed out of his drop of blood, accompanied by words that seemed to be illusory——

"Turks, first came out of Suo State, in the north of the Huns, added a miscellaneous Hu, whose surname is Ashina..."

The sound of surging water came from afar, and in Xiang Ran's horrified gaze, the phantom of a wide and long river gradually manifested beside Chen Cuo.

"kindness?"

In the empty house, several storytellers left in a hurry, leaving only the young man with a smile on his face, but this man's heart moved slightly, followed by counting fingers, showing a touch of surprise.

"He also started to use the long river to explore the legend and the past. Could it be that he has grasped the context of Li Dao?"

Thinking of this, the young man showed a solemn expression, but soon he shook his head again.

"In terms of understanding of Changhe, who can compare with me? Even if Mrs. Chen has Su Hui, he is still slower than me. Besides, even if he can find the key, at most he can write a book for himself, but his method of rise and fall, It’s not that I’m so lonely, unable to shape the legendary past for myself, and the beacon cannot be turned into a legendary anchor point. If it is not recognized by Changhe, it will be nothing after all. Including what I prepared for him in the south, it will be difficult to achieve. I have prepared He is so perfect, he shouldn't mess up his own rhythm because of his temporary actions..."

Thinking about it, he sat cross-legged in the air, and black lines spread from behind him.

"The most urgent thing is to decide the prologue of my way first, connect the selected legends and characters together, clarify the logic, eliminate paradoxes, choose a narrative method, and save the last moment, committing the same crime as Lu General error."

In a blink of an eye, complex characters were outlined with black lines, and there were several figures looming inside, accompanied by the sound of water.

South, Jiangdu, Yufu.

Inside and outside the cold mansion, there is a piece of white silk.

A few servants and maids walked in the not-so-big mansion.

Suddenly a person came quickly from outside the mansion, all the way to the backyard, and stopped outside the study.

Squeak.

The door opened, and Yu Shinan came out in plain clothes.

When the man saw it, he quickly presented the two notebooks in his hand.

"Thanks for your hard work. I will go to Yulang to get paid later. The situation in Jiangdu is unclear recently, so don't go out yet." Yu Shinan nodded. After receiving it, he turned and went back to the room after giving instructions. Lu was surprised.

"There are indeed traces of immortals in the south, but how to explain the news in the north?"

Immediately, he shook his head, and said: "There are many rumors in the world. Since my Yu family is in favor of Mengxian, and two generations devoutly compiled the deeds of immortals, they must distinguish the truth from the false. We should sort it out and deduce the connection before and after, so that all Things can be described only if there are no mistakes, omissions or contradictions.”

Thinking about it, he walked into the inner hall of the study, sat on the table, opened the handbook, compared it with other books, and studied it carefully.

At this time, a gust of wind blew from the window, blowing up the few pieces of paper with writing on Yu Shinan's hand.

The paper fell with the wind, and the round and handsome characters on the first column could be vaguely seen——

"In the past, Mengxian took pity on the old blood, and manifested his holiness in Jiankang City..." The back was folded because of the paper, but it was impossible to see clearly.

Yu Shinan sighed, got up, picked up the fallen papers, rearranged them, and then closed the window.

The sun shines through the window paper and shines in the house.

In the innermost part of the inner hall, there is a painting hanging.

What is depicted in this painting is a handsome man reclined on Qingyun, with a wide-sleeved robe and a handsome demeanor, holding a small gourd in his hand, his expression is half dreamy and half awake.

(End of this chapter)