Qeng Ho Mage

Chapter 522 Bianhuang River and the Five Grain Kingdom

Fang Dushu saw two people running towards the top of the mountain.

This man and woman were holding magic weapons. They were both at the Golden Core stage. They were wearing satin robes similar to those of Shenzhou monks. They had no barbaric features and looked quite Taoist.

Fang Dushu originally thought that the cave was isolated from the world and that the local natives were most likely uncivilized. Now that he met the two of them, his thoughts changed somewhat.

Entering the cave this time, Fang Dushu will not stay for a long time. After all, the cave is still being unsealed. He has more important things to do, so he does not intend to contact the local monks.

He hurriedly shook his sleeves, and his figure disappeared instantly.

After waiting for a while, the man and woman also appeared at the edge of Tianchi.

Their looks are [-]-[-]% similar. The male cultivator is dressed in palace attire, and his appearance is quite luxurious. He looks like a royal noble in the world. He is over middle-aged. The female cultivator is still young in appearance. She is wrapped in a goose-yellow plain dress and has a certain appearance. They have the temperament of a Taoist nun who practices at home. They may be a father and daughter, or they may be brother and sister. Anyway, there should be some kinship.

Their accents were also quite strange, and it was difficult for Fang Dushu to understand them. The magic weapons they held had spiritual seals of real characters floating on them, but these real characters had strange shapes, and Fang Dushu couldn't see the meaning either.

He couldn't help thinking that when the Futu Cave and Liumang Cave were first opened, the Deer Slaughterer and the Gouye people were also indigenous people. Their ancestors lived alone in the cave and comprehended a completely new text system. The Deer Slaughterer's words imitated the running animals. , the characters of the leaf-gouing people imitate the falling of spiritual leaves.

Although these two kinds of true texts can be manifested into bells, cauldrons and oracle bones after comprehending the enlightenment method, they still differentiate the orthodoxy of the Deer Slaughterers and Gouye people from those of the Shenzhou monks.

The True Text of Shenzhou is the oldest known text. Due to its long inheritance, numerous Taoist teachings, and profound foundation, the monks of Shenzhou are the strongest and have become the most orthodox recognized by all the major cultivating circles.

The Deer Slaughterers and Gouye People have always been rejected as heretics and judged as heretics by the monks of the Divine Continent.

The true text spiritual seal that Fang Dushu saw at this moment was also a brand new Taoist system. It looked like petals. The true text appeared on the magic weapon, and it looked like a carved pattern, which looked quite beautiful.

After the man and woman arrived at Tianchi, they had the same puzzled expression as the little elephant just now. The two chattered and pointed towards Tianchi, as if they were planning to dive into the water, and they probably wanted to catch them in the pool. elephant.

As a result, before the two of them took action, they only heard "Wow!" With a sound, the baby elephant jumped out from the bottom of the pool.

When the two saw the baby elephant appearing, they were very excited. They immediately divided into two groups and prepared to surround the baby elephant. However, the baby elephant ignored the two people and kept looking left and right. From time to time, it raised its proboscis and sniffed the nearby animals. Unusual smell.

The two people saw the strange behavior of the baby elephant, and their expressions became suspicious. Now that the enemy was in front of them, the baby elephant not only did not take precautions, but frequently turned his eyes elsewhere. The two people couldn't help but wonder, are there other monks lurking near Tianchi?

After thinking about this, the two of them looked at each other and stopped casting spells with a tacit understanding. They planned to wait and see what happened and see what the little elephant was searching for first.

After just a moment, the little elephant successfully locked Fang Dushu's hiding position and bumped towards Fang Dushu, like a sheep against a lion.

The demonic power of the little elephant was almost the same as that of the two of them, and it was also at the late stage of Jindan. It could not hurt Fang Dushu at all. As soon as he rushed in front of Fang Dushu, Fang Dushu held the elephant's head down and could no longer move forward.

But the little elephant was very unconvinced, and used all his strength to feed himself, as if he had a deep grudge against Fang Dushu, and would rather die than collide with Fang Dushu.

However, the little elephant's abilities were limited, so it was pinned down by Fang Dushu, kicking and flicking its limbs while making silly noises.

Fang Dushu looked at its antics and smiled to himself: "You idiot, I've only met you once. Why do you hate me so much? Did I steal your treasure?"

Fang Dushu thought of the rotten roots dug out at the bottom of the pond earlier. Since the color of the rotten roots was somewhat similar to that of a baby elephant, there should be some origin relationship between the two.

However, he did not question the little elephant. He turned his attention to the man and woman by the pool and asked for more detailed information from the monks.

The two of them noticed Fang Dushu's sharp eyes and couldn't help but shudder. Then they both knelt down on the ground. They seemed to be aware of Fang Dushu's advanced cultivation, so they were frightened and respectfully greeted him.

Fang Dushu couldn't understand their native language, so he immediately swung his sleeves and condensed a piece of Shenzhou's true text on the surface of the pool, indicating to the two of them to watch.

When the male cultivator saw Zhenwen, his face was full of doubts, and he obviously didn't understand.

The female cultivator looked thoughtful, as if she didn't understand.

Fang Dushu thought to himself that if neither of them knew Shenzhou Zhenwen and there would be no way to communicate for the time being, then Fang Dushu would have no need to continue contact and he would leave Dongtian immediately.

In the future, when Dongtian is completely located in Tianjuemo and everything is settled properly, it will not be too late to come back and slowly study the local indigenous characters.

Fang Dushu had the heart to leave, and was about to take the baby elephant away when he saw the female cultivator cupping her hands towards Fang Dushu, making a cautious gesture of asking for instructions, and then condensed a line of Shenzhou true text on the surface of the pool.

Fang Dushu paid attention and saw what was written on the surface of the pool: "The words written by the seniors are like the ancient demon scripts of Bianhuang River. This kind of writing has not been passed down in the human world of immortality. This junior was trained by his mentor in his early years. The mount next to me has taught me this kind of writing, and I can barely understand it!"

Not only can it be read, but it can also be written, so communication is no problem.

Fang Dushu immediately wrote: "Where is the Bianhuang River? Where is the lair where the demon cultivators gather?"

Seeing that Fang Dushu understood demon literature, the female cultivator was wondering if Fang Dushu was the incarnation of a certain great demon. However, when she saw such a question, she immediately felt relieved.

She stopped being trembling and hurriedly wrote back to Fang Dushu enthusiastically: "Senior, the Bianhuang River is thirty miles away. The river is dark green and many demon cultivators nest at the bottom of the river. Please go to the west to explore. With the supreme power of my predecessor, I can definitely see it!"

Fang Dushu had long noticed the mountain river dozens of miles away: "So Qinghe was named Bianhuang River by you? Since it is named Huang, shouldn't there be any sects along the river?"

"Since ancient times, Bianhuang River has been a wild and ancient territory. There are ferocious monsters and giant beasts living in the river. Human monks dare not come here to settle down. However, the spiritual energy along the bank of the Desolate River is rich, and there are many natural and earthly treasures growing there. Occasionally, some cultivators will come here. Take risks to collect herbs.”

"So, you also go into the mountains to hunt for treasure?"

"The junior's father was seriously injured, his arm was broken, and he was in urgent need of treatment with the Millennium Spiritual Glue. This junior followed his elder brother and came to the Bianhuang River. This trip was just to collect the spiritual glue. If I have disturbed the senior, I hope you will forgive me! "

"Since it's to collect spiritual gum, why are you arresting the elephant demon?"

"Ah...this..."

The female cultivator looked embarrassed when she saw Fang Dushu's question. She hurriedly replied: "So that seniors can know that the elephant demon suppressed by you is named 'Jade Rubber Elephant', and its body is jade rubber." The gum from the spirit tree has transformed into an elephant body, but it is actually a ball of spirit gum!"

Fang Dushu exclaimed: "This little elephant turned into a ball of rubber?"

He couldn't help but show a trace of self-deprecation, thinking that he, a dignified Yuan Ying stage monk, was not as knowledgeable as a Golden Core stage native.

The female cultivator had already regarded him as a worldly master who lived in seclusion here. She guessed that he was an ascetic who only knew how to practice and had no ears to hear anything outside the mountain. Otherwise, he would not be familiar with the common sense of the world of immortality.The female cultivator patiently explained: "Senior, this sacred peak of all things is famous in the Bianhuang River. There have been traces of the 'Jade Elephant' since ancient times, but everyone has only seen the elephant, but never the shadow of the tree! Many times in the past Senior Renxiu once climbed to the top of the mountain and tried to find the whereabouts of the Jade Oak Spirit Tree, but he always found nothing!"

This time, the nun's book contained a lot of content. Seeing that Fang Dushu was interested in the Jade Oak Spiritual Tree, she focused on what she knew about the oak tree.

According to her, the summit of the Vientiane Divine Peak is always covered with dark clouds. Since the peak is as high as the top of the clouds and can be connected to the sky, the dark clouds are also regarded as natural celestial phenomena.

At first, the Vientiane Divine Peak had no name. Later, when monks came to explore, they would always encounter spiritual elephants playing in the mountains. Even if these spiritual elephants were captured, after decades or hundreds of years, there would be new ones. The spiritual image was born.

Because of the endless number of spiritual elephants, the monks gave the mountain the name "All Elephants".

But although the name is an image, it is actually medicine.

The body of the jade gum elephant is actually manifested by a drop of tree sap. This sap comes from the jade oak tree, a kind of spiritual root of heaven and earth. The rubber conceived by this tree can transform into spiritual beings after absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. Become an elephant body.

As for the specific medicinal effects of the jade glue elephant, the female cultivator couldn't finish the explanation for a while. She briefly wrote to Fang Dushu: "Senior, there have been historical records of the jade glue elephant since ancient times. Comrades have praised the quality of the spirit elephant. It is divided into three grades, and the lower grade is Breitling Glue. After taking it, you will be free from all diseases, become strong, and instantly heal all wounds!"

"Oh, so it turns out that spiritual glue is a magical elixir for treating trauma?"

"It's not just as simple as healing injuries! For example, a medium-sized Millennium Spirit Glue can temper your body and improve your external skills after taking it. At the same time, you can regenerate severed limbs and even decapitate your body. As long as you use the Millennium Spirit Glue in time to extend your life, you will be able to It can ensure that the physical body is restored as before!”

"So powerful! Is that top grade Wannian Lingjiao?"

"Senior's guess is correct! It's Wannian Lingjiao!"

"A full 1 years is enough for hundreds of millions of living beings in the world of immortals to rise and die once. During this period, any changes may occur. Can the ten thousand-year spiritual glue really be conceived?"

"In ancient times, there was a thunderstorm on the Bianhuang River. When the thunderstorm ended, there was a jade glue elephant corpse on the Wanxiang Divine Peak. Legend has it that this corpse was the Wannian Lingjiao. It failed to overcome the disaster and left behind a fragment. Bi was picked up by a demon cultivator in Bianhuang River. Later, this demon cultivator made trouble in the world of immortality and was besieged to death by human cultivators. Its demonic body had been beaten into a pool of blood. As a result, the blood was saved by the broken nose. Its demonic body is reborn again!"

"Wannianling glue can turn blood into a body? Is this true or false?"

"This is a legend! However, all the immortal cultivation circles in various places have recorded this historical event. It may be a rumor, but it may also be true!"

When Fang Dushu saw this, he stopped writing on the surface of the pool. He grabbed the baby elephant and began to measure the elephant's body.

At the same time, he thought about the rotten roots in the storage bag, and wondered whether the ancient historical sites the female cultivator had seen might be rotten roots undergoing tribulation. When he found rotten roots at the bottom of the pond earlier, he guessed that the rotten roots were struck by lightning. hack.

However, according to the female cultivator's account, the rotten root should be a jade oak tree. The rubber produced by this tree can slowly channel spirits and then manifest into a jade rubber elephant.

If there is everlasting glue, it should be made from rubber, not oak.

Besides, the legend may not be true, after all, so many years have passed.

After Fang Dushu looked at the baby elephant, he wrote: "Does your father's injury require the entire body of the elephant to be healed?"

The female cultivator said hurriedly: "No, no, you don't need the entire elephant body! If senior is willing to show mercy, just cut open the elephant's legs and collect a bottle of rubber blood, that's enough!"

Fang Dushu immediately waved to her and motioned for her to come and get blood.

She was about to leave without saying a word, but before she had taken two steps, she was grabbed by the arm by the male cultivator behind her. She turned around and explained in native language. After appeasing the male cultivator, she continued to move forward.

When she arrived at Fang Dushu's side, she knelt on the ground and saluted Fang Dushu first, then took out her sharp blade and started cutting the baby elephant's body.

Fang Dushu watched her technique throughout the process. When she made a cut on the elephant's leg, jade-white elephant blood instantly poured out, with a consistency as thick as rubber.

She filled the bottle with half a bottle of rubber. She thought it was enough, so she kept the bottle and returned the little elephant to Fang Dushu.

Fang Dushu frowned: "Don't you treat the wound?"

This sentence is spoken.

The female cultivator couldn't understand what Fang Dushu said. Just when she was confused, Fang Dushu saw that the wound on the elephant's leg had healed automatically.

Huh?
Fang Dushu reached out and touched the wound. There was no scar left at all. Jade rubber was originally a holy medicine for treating trauma. The wound did not need to be treated at all, it could heal on its own.

"This little guy is of great use!"

Fang Dushu smiled slightly, feeling that he had picked up a valuable treasure.

Seeing that Fang Dushu's mood had improved, the female cultivator hurriedly wrote another sentence on the surface of the pool: "I was originally a tea-picking girl from the Five Grains Kingdom. Later, I worshiped the flower master Yingrui of Yanhong Mountain and practiced Taoism devoutly. Today, my senior gave me glue. Well, I can't repay you. If you have any assignments in the future, you only need to write a letter of divorce, and I will definitely serve you to the death!"

After finishing writing, the female cultivator turned around and presented a storage bag as a gift of glue.

Fang Dushu took the storage bag, put it directly into his sleeves without checking it, and then asked: "Wu Gu Country? Is it far from Bianhuang River?"

"Thousands of miles away from the wilderness is the territory of the Five Grain Kingdom. The Five Grain Taoism has been passed down from the ancient Hundred Flowers Immortal Dynasty for thousands of years. It is a sacred place for cultivation."

"Are there any old monks in the territory who have mastered the art of transforming into gods?"

"Transforming into gods? I've never heard of it!" The female monk said: "Even senior Yuanyings are rare in the human world, let alone transforming into gods. However, the depth of the Bianhuang River is unfathomable. Are there any demon cultivators hiding in the river who can transform into gods and become Taoists? Otherwise, the younger generation won’t know!”

After hearing this, Fang Dushu asked no more questions. He hugged the baby elephant and jumped into the Tianchi.

When the female correction officer was stunned, she saw the last line of text floating on the surface of the pool: "From now on, the Divine Peak of All Things will be my private dojo. You leave quickly and there is no need to come back again. If there is any mission in the future, I will give you the order!"

The female cultivator thought that Fang Dushu had sneaked into the bottom of the pool and went into seclusion again. She kowtowed respectfully and then led the male cultivator back to the Tianchi after finishing the ceremony.

After she and the male cultivator went down to the foot of the mountain and were far away, Fang Dushu emerged from Tianchi again, raised his hand and threw a few formation flags, and built a ban around Tianchi.

He was about to leave the cave. He needed to seal off Tianchi to prevent demon cultivators from occupying the mountain top, and also to prevent human cultivators from exploring again.

(End of this chapter)